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  1. "What is it?" Michelle asked. Candy held out her hand. "Come see." Michelle quickly took her mother's hand and they walked the few steps to the table. Michelle looked at the pink booster seat and then up at her mother. "Mommy, I don't want to sit on that." "Just try it honey. I really think you will like it. Just try it. If you don't like it then you don't have to use it." Candy said, guiding Michelle over and lifting her up onto the booster. Candy pushed the chair up to the table. Michelle couldn't believe how much higher she was. She could see the whole table. She recached out and could almost touch the middle of the table. "Is it okay?" Candy asked. Michelle looked around. As much as she would like to say 'no' she finally felt taller. Something she has been wishing for for years. "It's...... okay." she said. Deep down, she was loving it. "See I told you. I knew you would like it. Let Mommy get you a drink." Abby, Gail and Sarah came up to the table. Abby noticed right away that Michelle was sitting much higher at the table then she had earlier. She walked right over beside her, pulling out a chair and sitting down. Michelle was almost as high as her. Abby looked down and saw the pink booster seat. She placed her arm around Michelle. "Look at the big girl sitting up to the table. Arn't you just the sweetest." "I'm as tall as you." Michelle said proudly. Abby smiled. "Almost honey. Such a big girl." Michelle was happy to hear 'big girl' after Abby had been calling her a baby all day. "I am a big girl." Abby shook her head. She can't be 18. No way. There must have been a mix up. How did she ever get through high school. She is sitting on a booster, in a pull-up, saying she is a 'big girl'. Wow. Michelle was happy for the first time today. She couldn't stop looking around the table because of her new found height. It was something she longed for for many, many years. The thought of sitting on a booster chair, suited for a 3-4 year old left quickly and she recached out again towards the middle of the table. just because she could. Supper went quick and there was lots of talk of what everyone was going to do after. Abby suggested that they should have a fire and roast marshmallows. Everyone thought that was a great idea and it was decided that after the dishes were done and things put away, they would do just that. Everyone joined in on the clean up, except Michelle. They let her stay in her booster and was given a extra bowl of ice cream, because of her being 'so good'. It was close to 7pm when the clean up was completed. Candy helped Michelle down from her booster. As soon as Michelle's feet touch the ground, Candy lifted Michelle's dress up and checked her pull-up. "All good honey." Candy said, as she gave Michelle a hug. "Thank you for being such a good girl." Michelle hugged back. Supper was good and she really did love being able to sit up to the table. The longer she sat up there, the more she liked it. "Can we get one at home?" Candy was a little taken back. Michelle was asking for a booster seat? "You want a booster seat at home?" She had to ask, because she didn't think she had heard Michelle correctly. "Yes. I really like being tall." Candy had to think for a second or two. Maybe just maybe. "If you like sitting up high. I think we can do better then a plastic booster." Michelle was curious as to what her mother was getting at. "What do you mean." Candy pictured Michelle sitting up to the table in a white and pink highchair, Strapped in and smiling. Candy would have full control of when and how long Michelle sat at the table. Lately at home, she eats and takes off to her bedroom. They never get a chance talk. Candy knew she had to be careful with what she was about to say. Getting Michelle to wear a pull-up was one thing. Really, if the true was told, she hasn't been out of them all that long, but still, it only took a few hours and here she was wearing one. She has already changed a wet one. Candy had second thoughts. "Just leave it to me honey. I will make sure you get what you want. Let's go join the others." Michelle smiled at her mother. She was still curious as to what she was talking about, but it didn't matter, just as long as she could be up that high, from now on. The group set up lawn chairs and got fire wood from the pile that was stacked up against the shed. It wasn't long before the fire was started. Michelle sat in her own chair, right beside her mother. "When should we start the marshmallows?" Abby asked. "Let's wait for a hour or so. We just finished supper." Kim replied. Michelle didn't say much, as she sat there with her legs swinging back and forth under her chair. Michelle's felt some pee escape from her bladder. She looked around. Michelle slowly lowered herself from her chair. When her feet touched the ground her bladder emptied into her pull-up. Candy was keeping a close eye on Michelle. When she saw Michelle get out of the chair, she reached over pulling Michelle close to her. "Everything okay?" Michelle quietly said, "I need to go inside." Candy quickly got up, taking Michelle by the hand. Candy walked Michelle back into the cottage and up the stairs. They arrived in the bathroom and before Michelle got to do anything, Candy pulled Michelle's dress up over her head, placing it on the counter. She then pulled Michelle's pull-up down to her ankles. "Step out honey." Candy could see that Michelle had already used her pull-up, but said nothing. Michelle quickly stepped out of her pull-up and took a few steps towards the toilet. Candy help Michelle onto the plastic potty chair. Candy let Michelle sit there for a few minutes and then helped Michelle down. Michelle washed her hands and then dried them with a towel. She stood waiting for her mother to re-dress her, but Candy picked up the wet pull-up and dress. She took Michelle by the hand and led her into the bedroom. Candy placed the dress and pull-up on the end of the bed. "It's getting late honey. Let's just get you ready for bed. Then we can go down and have some marshmallows." Michelle not thinking she had no clothes of her own and standing naked for the the third time today, she said, "Okay." Candy knew this was going to be hard, but she was determined to make it happen. Candy walked to the dresser and pulled out a diaper. She opened the closest and looked through the 3 pairs of pjs her sister had purchased. She grabbed the light pink, one piece ones. Turning and walking back towards Michelle, with a diaper in one hand and the pjs in the other. When Michelle saw the diaper, she took a few steps back until her back hit the bed. Candy got up to Michelle and knelt down in front of her. "I know what your going to say honey, but Sarah is going to be sleeping with you and I don't think you want to pee on her. Do you?" Michelle looked at the diaper her mother was holding. Pull-ups were one thing but a diaper. "I will be fine. I wouldn't wet the bed. I promise." Staying clam, Candy set the diaper on the bed. She placed her hand softly on Michelle's shoulder. "Honey we both know you can't promise that. It will be okay. It's not a big deal." Michelle knew she couldn't promise waking up dry, not for what has been happening lately. Just a few hours ago she had woken up wet. "But...but...Can I just wear a pull-up?" Candy held back the smile. Her daughter was asking for a pull-up instead of the diaper. Not underwear, a pull-up. A month ago when Candy suggested that Michelle should start wearing pull-ups at night, it was a big "NO". Now she knew she could walk back over to the dresser, get a pull-up and put it on Michelle. That would be the easiest, but Candy really wanted Michelle to be in a diaper. The quicker she got Michelle into diapers, the quicker Michelle would be more dependent on her. The quicker Michelle would change her mind and attend university in London. "I thought about that honey, but I don't think the pull-up will hold up." Candy paused for a second. "There really isn't a difference between the two. Its just he diaper will hold more and then....... Mommy doesn't have to worry about leaks............ Then I don't have to wash the sheets everyday." Michelle suddenly felt guilty about her mother having to wash her pee soaked sheets all the time. She could hear Abby saying that same thing. Tears formed in her eyes. "I'm sorry mommy." she quietly said. Candy pulled Michelle in for a long hug. "Don't be sorry honey, its okay." Candy held the hug. "Can you be a good girl for mommy then and make this holiday a lot easier for your mommy?" Michelle nodded her head that was resting on her mother's shoulder. Candy wasted no time once Michelle agreed. She stood and lifted Michelle onto the bed. Candy picked up the diaper and un-folded it. Talking Michelle by both ankles, lifting them in the air, Candy placed the diaper under her bum. Candy thought about what she was doing. She was putting her 18 year old daughter into a diaper. The first of many. Some people might think she is crazy. That she is being mean, but she knew deep down that it was the best for Michelle. She wasn't mature enough to live on her own. Maybe in a few years, but not right now. Candy pulled the diaper up between Michelle's legs and pulled the right tab across her waist, then the left. The all white plastic diaper with two wide tapes on each side, fit perfect. She would have to ask her sister where she got them. It's not like it was all that long ago Michelle was getting a diaper put on her. Less years then one might think. It wasn't until she turned 13 that her mother started letting her wear goodnites instead of a diaper for bedtime. She was motionless as her mother diapered her. Her thoughts were elsewhere. Today had been a whirlwind of emotions and she was worn out. Before long Michelle was standing beside the bed. She looked down and saw the thick white diaper. Her mother was holding out some light pink pjs for her to step into. Michelle placed her hand on the bed for balance and lifted her right foot, then her left. Candy pulled the one piece garment up over Michelle's diaper. She feed Michelle's arms through, turned Michelle around and zipped it up. Once Candy had it zipped up, it pulled the pj's tight against Michelle's body. Her puffy diaper stuck out. There would be no mistaking what she was wearing. "All ready for some marshmallows?" Candy asked. Michelle was too busy looking down at herself too answer her mother. The cuffs of the pjs were tight against her ankles and wrist. The whole thing was tight. The diaper felt much different then the pull-up. It seemed to be 10 times thicker and fit different. She never did answered her mother. She just let her take her hand and be led out of the bedroom. Everyone sitting in their lawn chairs stopped talking when Michelle and Candy came out the back door of the cottage. They all stared at Michelle. Abby and Gail both had to put there hands over their mouths to stop from laughing out loud. They both knew that wasn't what they need to do. No one said a word as Michelle slowly made her way to her chair, trying to hide behind her mother. With a little help, Michelle sat down, keeping her head down, looking at her bare toes. Kim couldn't believe how Michelle looked. If she didn't know better, she would have thought Michelle was 6 at the most. She watched as Michelle walked by her. Her diapered bottom going back and forth. She could hear and see right away that Candy had put her in a diaper. The pjs did nothing to cover up that fact. When Michelle walked by the fire Kim could see right through the pjs and the white diaper underneath. "Everyone ready for marshmallows?" Kim asked, not talking her eyes off Michelle. Abby, Gail and Sarah all said, "Yes." at the same time. Michelle said nothing. She didn't know how to feel. She felt bad for putting her mother through all those mornings when she woke up wet. She has never given it a thought, until today. She knew deep down she shouldn't be wearing a diaper, but then again, she shouldn't be wetting the bed. Michelle looked up. No one seemed to care how she looked or what she was wearing. No one said a word about it. Candy suggested they should find some sticks to roast the marshmallows. Abby, Gail and Sarah got up but Michelle stayed seated. Candy noticed and held her hand out for Michelle to take. "Come on honey let's find a stick for you to roast the marshmallows." Michelle slowly held her hand out and got out of the chair. With nothing on her feet she walked carefully with her Mom. "There's one." Candy said pointing outwards, letting go of Michelle's hand. Michelle waddled towards it and bent down to pick it up. The tight pjs limited her movement, she lost her balance, falling down onto her hands. Luckily she got her hands out. She turned to get up and twisted to fast ending up on her diapered bum. "Are you okay honey?" Candy asked, rushing over. Michelle took a second and then slowly stood back up, leaving the stick on the ground. "Can I just go to bed? I don't want marshmallows." Candy knelt down in front for Michelle. "Are you sure you don't want some? Come on. Mommy will get the stick and get you some marshmallows." Candy picked up the stick, holding it in front of Michelle. Michelle broke down. She started to bawl. Big tears fell from her cheeks onto her pjs. She couldn't stop herself. Candy set the stick back down and carefully picked Michelle up, sitting her on her hip. Michelle placed her face into her mothers shoulder. "Oh honey, it's okay. Don't cry. Mommy's got you." Candy said, as she bounced Michelle. Candy walked back over to her chair and sat down with Michelle. She got Michelle across her lap and started to rock a little. Michelle kept her face buried and continued to cry. Abby returned with a stick. She could see Michelle was crying. She walked up to her and placed her hand on Michelle's back. "Is everything okay?" "I think she is just tried." Candy said. Abby's hand made it's way down to Michelle's diapered bum. She gave it a few little pats. She couldn't believe how thick it felt. "I will get you a marshmallow Michelle." Candy looked down at Michelle and spoke for her. "Thank you Abby." Kim had returned with a big bag of marshmallows. Each of the girls took one, placing them on their sticks. Abby got one ready and turned so Candy could take it off the stick. Candy pulled the warm marshmallow off. "Here honey. Abby got you a marshmallow." Candy held it close to Michelle. Michelle slowly lifted her head up. She really did want a marshmallow and she felt safe sitting with her mother. She opened her mouth and Candy placed it inside. "Is that good?" Candy asked, like she was talking to a two year old. Michelle sat up a little and nodded her head up and down. The marshmallow did taste good. Very good in fact. Abby stood beside them as Michelle ate. "Come on, lets do one together." Abby said, holding out her hand. Michelle looked at Abby briefly but then turned her head back into her mothers shoulder. Candy sat up a little in the chair. "Come on honey. Go with Abby and get another one. I can tell you really liked it." Michelle shook her head, but Candy kept moving forward until Michelle had no choice but to stand on her feet. "Go on sweetie. Go with Abby and get another. Mommy will be right here." Abby didn't wait for Michelle to agree, she just grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the fire. Kim handed Abby another marshmallow. Abby let go of Michelle's hand and took it. "Let's put it on the stick together." Michelle looked at the marshmallow in Abby's hand. She slowly lifted her hand up and placed it on Abby's. Abby brought the stick up and they pushed the marshmallow on the stick together. Michelle had to take a step forward so that she could reach the fire. She looked back to make sure her mommy was still close by. Michelle had eaten five marshmallows in a very short time. She was enjoying them and was having a fun with Abby. Then out of the blue, Michelle passed some gas. It was loud and everyone heard it. Her diaper didn't seem to muffle the sound. Everyone started to laugh. After a few seconds Michelle joined in the laughter. "Are these bean marshmallows?" Gail asked. Everyone laughed again. Including Michelle. Sarah was almost falling over she was laughing so hard. After a few more marshmallows Michelle returned to her mother. Candy took her hand and placed it on Michelle's diapered bum. She squeezed the back of Michelle's diaper. "Oh good. I thought that might have been more then gas." Michelle looked up at her mother. "MOM!" "What?" "I didn't do that." Michelle said, shocked that her mother would even think that could happen. "I know honey, I just checked. Come up here." Candy picked Michelle up, sitting her on her lap. "Abby, would you go get Michelle a drink for me. I'm sure she is thirsty from all those marshmallows." "Sure can Aunt Candy." Candy had Michelle laying in her lap when Abby returned with a sippy cup full of milk. Candy took the sippy cup from Abby. "Thirsty honey?" Michelle said nothing as Candy placed the spout of the sippy cup in her mouth. Michelle was surprised the milk was warm when she got the first drop. "I warmed it up for her Aunt Candy." Candy looked up. "Well thank you Abby. That is just what this one needed, I think." Candy winked at Abby. The warm milk tasted really good. Michelle got comfortable in her mothers arms, closed her eyes and sucked in the milk. The sucking motion made Michelle feel good. She could feel her whole body relax. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Candy rocked Michelle a little and patted her bottom. It wasn't long before the milk was gone and little Michelle was out cold. Some milk was on Michelle's chin. Candy sat with her sleeping daughter in her arms. She continued to lightly pat her padded bum as Michelle kept sucking on the sippy cup. "Is she asleep?" Kim asked. "Out cold." "Now what?" "I'm not sure. I think I will just wait a minute and try and get her in bed." Candy said, smiling ear to ear. "If you need help, just say." Michelle never moved as the conversation between the girls continued for a good 1/2 hour. Candy's arm was starting to hurt from holding Michelle and the sippy cup. "Kim, I'm going to try and get her up into bed now." Kim walked over to Candy. "Here let me take her." Kim carefully picked up Michelle. She stirred a little but that was all. They got Michelle in bed with out waking her. Candy gave her a big kiss. "Sleep tight babygirl." Candy and Kim made there way back outside. Candy thanked them all for everything, especially Abby. Abby said that it was easy, to get Michelle into the pull-ups. She really thought it might be harder. They talked about how to deal with Michelle the next morning. They all agreed that they weren't going to make a big deal out of anything. Just carry on like everything is normal. Even though the fourth oldest out of the seven there, was already in bed, wearing a diaper and was for sure going to wake up wet in the morning.
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  3. Abby lead Michelle to he carpet in front of the TV. "You sit here and I will find you something to watch." Michelle slowly knelt down, crossed her legs and sat on her padded bum. Her pull-up crinkled and crinkled. Abby found The Muppets movie on dvd and started it. Once the movie started Abby went to the kitchen, found a sippy cup and filled it with milk. She returned to Michelle. "Thought you might be thirsty." Michelle looked at the cup and shook her head. Wearing pull-ups and now Abby gives her a sippy cup. This is nuts. "I don't need a cup like that." Abby held the cup out and looked at it. "Oh, I'm sorry. I think I saw a baby's bottle in there. I will go get that." Abby started to walk away. "No wait." Michelle yelled. Abby stopped and turned back around. "Yes." "Just give me the stupid cup. I will take the top off." "Oh no you will not, baby. If you take the top off of this. I will make sure you are drinking from a bottle every 1/2 hour." Michelle lowered her head and held out her hand. Abby set the cup in it. "Very good. Now watch your show." Michelle felt silly for giving in so quick, but what was she to do. She would talk with her mommy when she got back. The movie had only been playing for 20 minutes and Michelle had drank half of the milk. The five other girls returned from their walk. Abby quickly got up off the couch and went right over to Candy. Michelle looked at them all. She knew what Abby was telling her mother. She turned her head back around and continued to watch the movie, ignoring the rest of them. Candy walked past Michelle and sat down in a chair to the right. "Honey can you come here for a second please." Candy said, holding out her hands. Michelle looked at her mother. She turned back, facing the TV. "Michelle honey, it will only take a second." Michelle knew she couldn't ignore her mother for too long. She stood up holding the sippy cup in her hand and took the few steps towards her mother. Candy placed her hands on each of Michelle's shoulders. Quietly and calmly Candy started to talk, "Abby said you wet the bed. Is that true?" Michelle closed her eyes. She nodded her head up and down. "That's okay sweetie. I'm glad you didn't lie." Candy then took her right hand off of Michelle's shoulder and slowly lowered it. Her hand went under Michelle's purple dress and landed on her pull-up. Candy patted Michelle's bum. "Do you need to use the potty?" That was going to be the last time Candy asked that question for a very long time. "No." Michelle quietly said. "Can I take this off now. I don't need it." Candy looked Michelle in the eyes. "Honey, I think it might be for the best.. We don't have any other panties for you and the way things have been going today, I think you're better with that on." "But Mom.....I don't need these. I'm eighteen." Michelle pleaded. Candy sat back into the chair, took Michelle and lifted her up onto her lap. Michelle dropped the sippy cup on the floor not expecting her mother to pick her up. Candy laid Michelle across her lap, letting her head fall into her arm. "Sit with Mommy for a while, okay. Just relax. Nobody cares what type of underwear you're wearing." Michelle got a little scared when her mother picked her up. She thought she was going to receive another spanking. She felt beyond silly, laying across her mothers lap, face up. She felt her mother start to pat her padded bottom. She could hear the pull-up has her mother patted it. She should be screaming and running away, but after the events of the day, she let it happen. Michelle bent her knees up and buried her head into her mother's shoulder. "See, isn't this better then fighting. Just relax and watch the movie. Everything will be okay." Candy said, continuing to pat her 18 year olds padded bum. Michelle knew she must look silly, but she started to relax. She began to like the treatment she was receiving from her mother. It had been a while since she has been this nice to her. It's true, they have been fighting a lot lately. From where she was going to go to school, to her bed wetting and everything in-between. Michelle slowly turned her head, so she could see the TV. Her body relaxed and Michelle felt at ease for the first time in a long time. "Thank you Abby." Candy said. Michelle turned and saw Abby handing the sippy cup. Abby smiled down at her. Candy took the sippy cup. "Are you thirsty honey. Need a drink?" Michelle didn't reply, but Candy placed the plastic spout into Michelle's mouth. Michelle started to suck the milk in. She let her mother hold the cup as she watched the Muppets. She started to think back to what her mother had told her Aunt Kim. Her thoughts went to Tracy. The more she thought about how Tracy had treated her, the more she became to realize it was true. How could she have been so dumb and not seen what was going on. Tracy had never said a word to her about the accidents at school or for that matter, the two times she wet her bed when Tracy stayed with her. She just put her pj's and sheets in the wash like it was no big deal. Like it was excepted of her. Now she guesses it was excepted. Her mother was paying her after all. Tracy had made all the meals and even picked out the clothes she was going to wear to school. Michelle closed her eyes, forgetting about the movie. She sucked harder on the plastic spout in her mouth, even though the milk was long gone. For some reason the sucking helped, it calmed her. The five other girls watching this all unfold, were all smiling, ear to ear. Even Sarah thought Michelle looked cute sitting on her mommy's lap looking like she was being fed a bottle. It made her feel like she was not the youngest in the room. Abby and Gail gave each other the thumbs up. Michelle's Aunts couldn't believe what was taking place. They both looked at their sister's hand patting their niece's bum. Michelle's dress had rode up with a little help from Candy and they could all see Michelle's pink pull-up. The movie ended. Abby and Gail stood up from the couch. "We're gong to walk down to the water. Do you want to come Michelle?" Candy pulled the sippy cup from Michelle's mouth. Michelle turned her head and buried her face into her mothers shoulder. Candy sat up a little. "Why don't you go honey. I need to help get supper ready anyways." Michelle picked her head up a little. "I don't want to go." Abby walked over. "Are you sure. Come on, it will be good for you to get outside." Michelle looked up at her mother. "Mommy, I don't want to go." Not realizing she was sounding like a child. Candy smiled down at her. "Okay honey, you don't have to go. You can stay here with Mommy." Abby, Gail and Sarah went to he front door and put their shoes on. "How long before supper?" Gail asked. "Be back in a hour. It should be ready by then." Kim replied. Candy sat up a little more. "Honey, I need to help get supper ready. Do you want to help Mommy?" Michelle looked around the room. "Okay." Not really wanting her mother to leave. Candy carefully helped Michelle stand. She took her hand and walked towards the kitchen. Kim and Margaret were already getting stuff together. "What can we do?" Asked Candy. "There is stuff in the fridge to make salad." Candy went to the fridge with Michelle in tow. "Here honey, take this over to the counter." Michelle took the bag of lettuce and walked over to the counter. Her pull-up crinkling the whole way. Her mother followed her with lots of other things. As Candy set it all on the counter, she remembered she needed to start the washer. "Michelle can you help your Aunts. I need to start the washer." Candy left and went into the laundry room. Kim came over to Michelle. "Honey, why don't we get a chair for you to stand on. It will make this a lot easier." Kim pulled a chair over and helped Michelle stand on it. "Now be careful on there, Okay." "I will." Kim took the lettuce and placed in the sink. She turned the water on to rise it off. When the water started to flow, Michelle felt some pee dribble out. She tried to stop it, but like always, once she started she could never get it to stop. She looked back over her shoulder looking for her mom. She should tell her mommy she needs to pee. She looked at her Aunt and was going to say something but she chickened out. Instead she put her hand between her legs and started to move her legs a little. Kim turned the water off and placed the lettuce into a spinner. "Can you spin the lettuce to get all the water off honey? You just press this button on top and it will make it spin." Michelle's hand was between her legs and Kim noticed right away, but said nothing. Michelle placed her other hand on the spinner and tried to push it down. She could only get it down a little. She pulled her hand out from between her legs and placed it on top of her other. Just as she started to push down on the spinner, Kim turned the water back on. Michelle started to move her legs around. With the effort she was using to press the spinner and the water running beside her, her bladder went from a dribble to full flow. There was nothing Michelle could do, to stop it. Kim watched Michelle closely and knew right away, the little girl had just peed into her training pants. "Good job honey." Kim said, not letting on at all that she knew what had just happened. "Let that spin for a little longer." Michelle could feel her pull-up starting to sag a little between her legs. She became very nervous, her hands started to shake a little. She hoped no one would notice. Once she was done with the salad she would go change. No one needed to know. She has lots of practice hiding wet pants and underwear. Hiding a wet pull-up should be no problem. Candy came back into the kitchen. "How is everything going?" Kim turned. "Great. Michelle is doing a great job." "That's good. Having fun honey?" Michelle turned towards her mother. "Uhmmm...Yes. I spun the lettuce." "You did? Good work sweetie. I'm going to have to get you to help me in the kitchen more often." Candy said with a little chuckle. Kim took the top of the salad spinner off. "Can you put this into this bowl?" "Su....sure." Kim let Michelle start, then took Candy by the arm, pulling her away from Michelle. Kim whispered into Candy's ear. "I think Michelle is wet." "Really." Kim nodded her head up and down then they both walked back. Michelle had put almost all the lettuce into the bowl. Candy let her finish. Candy leaned into Michelle. "Is everything okay?" Michelle put her head down and her face turned red. "Yes." "Okay. Just thought I would check." Michelle looked around the room and then stepped down off of the chair. "I'm just going to run up stairs for a second." Candy wasn't going to let Michelle out of her sight. If Kim was right and Michelle had wet her pull-up, it would be a huge step forward. "Do you need my help?" "No. I just uhmmm....need to get something." Candy bent down and took Michelle's hand. "Come on. Mommy will help." Michelle had to do something quick. She didn't need her mom getting mad again. She didn't think she could handle another spanking. "Mommy, I can go. You stay and help." Candy stopped before they reached the stairs. "Is something wrong honey?" Michelle looked down at the floor. "No." Candy knelt down in front of Michelle. She lifted her short purple dress up. Candy didn't have to feel the pull-up to know that Michelle had in deed soaked them. "Oh baby, your wet." "I didn't mean to Mommy. I'm sorry." Michelle blurted out. Candy let go of Michelle's dress and pulled her in for a hug. "It's okay. Much better then wet pants. Mommy isn't mad." Michelle rested her head on her mother's shoulder. She was expecting to be yelled at, but her mom was hugging her, not yelling at all. "Come on, let's get you changed." Candy said, as she stood back up and walked Michelle up the stairs, into the bedroom. Once they were in the bedroom, Candy quickly pulled Michelle's dress up over her head and laid it on the bed. Michelle stood her her sagging wet pull-up and started to feel ashamed. 'Why was her mother not upset with her?' Michelle was confused. Candy went to he dresser and grabbed another pull-up. She looked to her right and had thoughts of putting Michelle into a diaper, but figured that could wait until bedtime. Picking up the pull-up she slowly walked back over to Michelle. Candy could tell Michelle was upset. She knelt down in front of her. "It's okay sweetie. I would rather change a wet pull-up then have to change wet clothes and have to do laundry. Don't be upset, Okay." Michelle couldn't believe that her mother was being so nice about this. She had just peed into a pull-up. "I'm sorry Mommy." she said again. Candy pulled Michelle's wet pull-up down to her ankles. "Honey it's okay, really. Don't you think this is so much easier then changing all of your clothes? Now can you step out?" Michelle looked down and stepped out of the pull-up. Candy set it aside and picked up the new one. She held it out and without protest, Michelle stepped into it, letting her mother pull it up around her waist. "I guess, but......" Candy smiled at her daughter. "No buts. I love you." Michelle leaned forward and wrapped her arms around her mother. "I love you too." Candy was so overjoyed, she could hardly keep from shedding some tears. "Your the best daughter." Candy responded. "Now let's get that dress back on and go help your aunt's." Candy got Michelle dressed and picked up the wet pull-up that was on the floor. She took Michelle by the hand and led her down the stairs, into the kitchen. Kim turned from the sink and saw her sister holding a very wet pull-up in her hand. She looked at Michelle who was smiling. She thought she might see tears but no, Michelle seemed to be happy. "Your back. Good. Just a few more things and I think we will be already." Candy let go of Michelle's hand. "I just need to put this out in the outside garbage." Turning to Michelle. "Go help your Aunt." Michelle walked over to Kim and stood beside her. Kim leaned down taking her hand and lightly patted Michelle's bum. "Everything okay honey?" Kim was not surprised to feel the thick padding under Michelle's dress. Michelle looked up at her Aunt. "Yes." "That's good. I so glad to hear that. You're such a good girl. I wish my daughters were as good as you." Michelle smiled wide at that comment. She was happy to hear that. If only the twins could hear that. That would be great. Candy came back from outside, just as the girls come in the front. Candy went into the laundry room. She noticed earlier, the pink booster seat in the corner. 'I'm sure Michelle would like to sit up to the table like everyone else and not be so low.' she thought. Candy picked up the booster and carried out, placing it on a chair. "Is dinner ready?" Abby asked. "Just about. Go wash up and we should be ready to go." Margaret replied. The three girls went up the stairs. Michelle was looking at the girls as her mother placed the booster on the chair, she never noticed. Candy came over to Michelle. "Let's get you up to the table. I have a surprise for you."
  4. Everyone was sitting around the table. Candy guided Michelle to a chair that was between Abby and Gail. Candy pulled the chair out and helped Michelle up. Michelle winced when her bum hit the hard surface. Candy pushed the chair up, very close to the table. Michelle looked to her left then her right. She felt so small sitting between the two girls. Her thick panties and her very sore butt, made her feel smaller. Aunt Kim brought over a plastic plate with a hot dog cut up into three pieces. Beside the hot dog is mac'n cheese. "Be careful honey, don't spill on your clothes." Kim said, as ruffled Michelle's hair. Candy set a pink plastic cup filled with milk and placed it, in the middle of the table, right in front of Michelle. Michelle looked up at her mother, then back at the pink cup. There was no way she would be able to reach the cup. Michelle tried to get it, but she was about four inches away. She see's Abby's hand take the cup and it came towards her face. "Two hands please." Abby said, holding the cup out in front of Michelle. Michelle gave Abby a look, but said nothing. Her very sore bum made her think twice about saying anything. Michelle took the cup in both hands. She drank until the cup was almost empty. Something about the milk tasted really good. Being very thirsty helped as well. Candy stood behind Michelle watching. She reached over and took the cup from Michelle's hands. "Let's eat some food please, before you fill up on milk." Michelle tried to look back behind her, but she was to close to the table to get turned around. Michelle pickup a piece of the hot dog and took a bite. She didn't feel very hungry and the moment but she ate anyway. It wasn't until after she finished two pieces of the hot dog that her mother return a full cup of milk to her. Michelle was the last to finish her food. Everyone else was done and talking about what they should do this afternoon. Michelle had drank two cups of milk and ate all of her food. As she sat there, her eye lids started to get very heavy. She yawned a couple times. She felt like she could fall asleep right there at the table. The days events had worn the poor girl out. Abby noticed how tried Michelle was. "Aunt Candy, I think Michelle might need to have a little nap. She can hardly keep her eyes open." Candy knew that between the early morning, the swimming and the quarter of a sleeping pill, there was no way the girl would be able to stay awake. "Would you be a dear and take her upstairs to bed for me. I should help clean up." Abby quickly jump up and pulled Michelle's chair out from the table. "Come on sleepy head. Lets get you down for a nap." Michelle was so tried she hardly know what was happening. All of a sudden her chair was being moved and Abby was holding her hand. She said nothing, as Abby lead her back up the stairs and into the bedroom. Abby pulled the covers back on the bed and placed Michelle on it. The bed crinkled and Abby smiled. Michelle's eyes were closed as Abby put fingers in each side of Michelle's shorts and pulled them off her. Abby laughed quietly at the thick training panties. Abby pulled the covers up over her. "Have a good nap baby." Abby kissed Michelle on the forehead. Michelle didn't move, she was already fast asleep. "Michelle honey, wake up." Candy said, shaking the girl a little. It took a bit for Michelle to open her eyes. It felt like she had just closed them. She still felt tried. "A little longer." "No, if I let you sleep now, I will never get you to sleep tonight. Come on. We are all going for a walk." Candy pulled the covers off Michelle and placed her hand on the training panties. Candy thought with the two cups of milk, Michelle would be wet, but her training pants were dry. "Please Mommy, I need to sleep longer." "Your not staying here by yourself, so come on, let's go." Candy had no intension on getting Michelle out of bed, since she was dry. Candy knew the longer she slept, the better chance of her wetting. Candy headed back down stairs. "Is she still sleeping?" Kim asked. "I'm a afraid so. I don't think she can go for a walk." Abby stepped forward. "I can stay with her. You go for the walk." "Thank you Abby." "Sure thing Aunt Candy." "If she is wet when she wakes, I leave it up to you, on how to handle it." Candy said. Abby smiled. "Oh, no problem Aunt Candy." Abby ran up the stairs into Michelle's bedroom. The little girl was snoring quietly. Abby recached under the covers and felt Michelle's training pants. Abby was hoping little Michelle would wet in her sleep, but nothing yet. Abby let Michelle sleep for over a hour longer. She walked into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed. She slowly reached under the blankets and sure enough, Michelle had peed the bed. This was going to be fun, she thought. "Michelle baby, you need to wake up." Abby placed her hand on Michelle's shoulder and started shaking her. "Baby, you need to get up." Michelle slowly opened her eyes. They closed and opened quickly for a few seconds. "Where am I?" she said quietly. "At the cottage silly. Come on, you need to get up." Abby pulled the covers away from Michelle. She looked down at the soaking wet training pants that couldn't contain everything Michelle had put into them. The sheet under her, was wet as well. "Ohhhhh baby. You made pee pee in the bed!" Michelle's eyes opened quickly. She looked down at her waist. Her panties and the bed were soaked. Michelle let her head fall back onto her pillow and she closed her eyes. 'Not now. Why, why why' Michelle thought. "Wait here." Abby said, standing back up and returned with a warm wash cloth. "Can you stand for me?" Michelle slowly got out of bed and stood beside it. She was so upset with herself. Here was her younger cousin helping her, because she had wet the bed. She was never going to hear the end of it. "Still wetting the bed I see. Doesn't Mommy put you in pampers when you sleep?" Abby asked, standing in front of her. Michelle lowered her head, "No." "No? Maybe Mommy should be putting her little girl into a nice thick pampers for night night." Abby let that stand for a few seconds. "Is mommy going with you to University?" Michelle's head quickly came up. "No! Of course not." "No? Then who is going to clean the baby up? Your roommate?" "I'm not a baby!' Michelle screamed out. Abby started to laugh. "Really? I think you're just a little girl trying to act like a big girl. You're standing here, in very wet training pants." "That doesn't make me a baby!" Michelle said, not really convinced of that. Abby shook her head. "Oh Michelle. How will you ever get along by yourself. I understand you still have a babysitter. Now step out of your training pants please and set them on the bed." Michelle just looked at Abby. She didn't know what to say. Abby knew about Tracy? Had her mother told the whole world. Michelle quickly grabbed the sides of her wet panties, wanting to get out of them. She pulled them down and stepped out. "Good girl. Now use this to clean yourself up." Abby handed Michelle the wash cloth. Abby went over to the dresser as Michelle wiped herself. Opening the dresser, Abby took a pink disposable training pant out. She walked back over to Michelle. Abby took the wash cloth from Michelle and held out the pink training pants. Michelle looked at the training pants. "I'm not wearing those. Find me something else." Abby turned and went back to the dresser. Training pants on the left and diapers on the right. Abby picked up a white diaper and quickly turned back towards Michelle. "Here are your choices baby girl. You can put the pull-ups on yourself or I can diaper you. What's it going to be?" Michelle looked and the diaper, then the pull-up. "Come on Abby, just find me some real underwear. I'm not wearing either." Abby started to laugh. "Real underwear? That's funny. Look at the bed baby. Tell me what you see." Michelle lowered her head. She didn't have to look to see what Abby was getting at. "That's only when I'm sleeping." Abby laughed again. "That's not what I've heard. Didn't baby Michelle pee in her pants at the Taylor Swift concert?" Michelle felt tears forming in her eyes once again. Her mother had told everyone? "It wasn't at the concert." "But it did happen didn't it? Doesn't really matter when or where, does it? Why don't you make life easier on your Mommy. I'm sure she's tired of having to wash all your pee soaked clothes." That really hit Michelle hard. It's not her mother's fault she has trouble controlling her bladder. It was her own fault. Michelle examined the pull-up for a few seconds. She slowly reached out and took the pull-up from Abby's hand. Michelle took it from the sides and lowered them. She stepped into the pull-up and pulled them up. A few tears rolled down her cheeks when she finally got them around her waist. Abby smiled wide and placed her hand on Michelle's shoulder. "Good girl. I think we both know this is for the best." Michelle didn't look up. She stared at the Princess on the front of her new panties. Abby went to the closest and took out and purple sundress. She walked back over to Michelle and handed it to her. Michelle waisted no time pulling the dress over her head, wanting to cover up her training pants in the worst way. "Okay, now get the bottom sheet and your wet training pants. We need to get them in the washer." Michelle turned to take the sheet off the bed. Her pull-up crinkled as she did. Memories of wearing the same thing, not all that long ago filled her head. The bedwetting pants her mother made her wear every night were just the same. Michelle took the sheet and rolled it up, placing the wet, cloth training pants on top. "All set baby?" Abby asked. Michelle nodded her head and followed Abby down the stairs and into the laundry room. "Put them in the washer baby. We should wait for your Mommy to get back to make sure you don't have any other clothes she needs to wash." Michelle dumped the sheet and panties into the top of the washer. "She doesn't" Abby placed her hands on her hips. "Are you sure baby? You didn't have a accident on the way here?" "No I didn't." Abby grabbed Michelle's hand. "Well, I guess miracles do happen. Such a good girl." Abby said, pulling Michelle out to the family room.
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  7. Candy opened the top dresser drawer. She took a pair of purple cotton training panties that were still in the package. She opened the closest and took a purple t-shirt off a hanger, then reached up and grabbed a pair of purple shorts. Walking back over the the bed she set the clothes down beside Michelle. "At least these panties are new. I don't think you what to wear someone else's?" Candy tore the package open and pulled out the thick cotton panties. "Stand up please." Michelle looked at the panties her mother was holding in her hands. "Where did they come from?" Candy held the training panties out. "The dresser. We will have to replace them, but for now they will have to do. Foot up." Candy said, knowing full well her sister had purchased them. "I can dress myself. Thank you very much." Candy held the training panties out, "Okay, go for it." Michelle grabbed the panties out her mothers hand and looked at them. "What the hell. I'm not wearing these." Michelle could see they were thick, very thick. Not anything she wanted to wear. Candy turned, saying nothing and made her way back to the dresser. She opened it back up and took out a disposable training pant. Walking back over to Michelle, she held up the training pants. "Your choice!" Michelle looked at the pull-ups, then down at the cotton panties. "Mom, come on. I don't need any of these. Just get me some regular underwear." "Sorry, we don't have any, remember? You left your suitcase at home." Just as Candy finished they heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The bedroom door was wide open. She looked out. Abby and Gail walked by, then Sarah came through the doorway, with a towel wrapped around her. Michelle looked at Sarah with her towel around her. Michelle then closed her eyes and wanted to slap herself for not doing the same when she came back from swimming. "Hi Aunt Candy. Hi Michelle." "Hello sweetheart, did you have a good swim." Candy asked. "I did. It was lots of fun." Sarah walked over and pulled the bottom dresser drawer out and took out some clothes. "I will go change in the bathroom." Sarah skipped through the bathroom door, closing it behind her. Candy looked down at Michelle, "Funny how Sarah seems to have no problem getting dressed all by herself and yet, here we are." Michelle said nothing. She was to concerned about the two options of underwear she had to choose from. "Mom stop. I'm not wearing either. I will go without." "Not a option. Which one are you wearing?" Michelle looked up at her mother. She had had it. "Fuck you! I'm going home." she started to get up. Candy dropped the pull-up on the floor and quickly took Michelle over her knees. She started to spank her and held nothing back, "That's the last time you're going to swear at me little girl. I've had enough out of you." Swat, Swat, Swat. Michelle's legs were kicking and she was trying to get away. Her bottom started to feel like it was on fire. Michelle broke and began to bawl like a baby. Abby and Gail stood in the doorway watching. Candy looked up at them. The the girls turned and left. Candy stopped the spanking and held Michelle up to her chest. "I hate doing this honey, but you need to stop." Candy wiped some tears away from Michelle's face. Michelle sat in her mother's lap, crying her eyes out. Sarah come out of the bathroom, fully clothed. She stopped when she saw Michelle crying on her mommy's lap. "Is Michelle okay?" she asked. "She's fine honey. She was a bad girl and I had to give her a spanking." "Oh." is all Sarah said, then skipped out of the bedroom. Sarah returned moments later, "Mommy said, lunch is ready." "We will be down shortly. Just need to get this little monster dressed." Sarah smiled and skipped back out the doorway. Candy again looked down at Michelle. "Incredible. Now you know why I've been paying someone to look after you at school." Michelle had somewhat stopped crying but not really. She couldn't think straight. It took a while, but she finally asked, "What?" Candy shook her head, "I just find it funny that Sarah come in here, dressed herself and is heading back downstairs. No fuss, no muss. You do know she is 10 years younger then you?" Candy slid Michelle off her lap and placed her on the bed. "Are you going to get dressed? At this point Michelle didn't feel like she was 10 years older then Sarah. She had just received the worst spanking in her life. She's been given the choice between two pairs of underwear that would be more suited towards a three year old. Michelle rubbed her eyes and lifted her bum up off the bed. It was hurting bad. Candy took the cloth training panties and pulled them up past Michelle's ankles. Michelle did nothing to stop her. She couldn't. Her mother had won. She took Michelle by the arms and pulled her off the bed, returning to the training panties, pulling them up around her waist. T-shirt on, Candy held the shorts out and Michelle slowly put her feet in. Candy pulled the shorts up fairly high. The little, tight, purple shorts did nothing to hide the bulge around Michelle's waist, if at all, it made it worse. Candy bent down, "I hope that is the last spanking you need for a long, long time." Michelle just nodded her head up and down, not wanting to look at her mother. Candy took Michelle by the hand and walked her out, down the stairs.
  8. Candy started."Thank you for doing this." "No problem." they both said at the same time. "Can you imagine her going to Toronto by herself? I just can't let that happen." "No kidding. I'm surprised she even wants to go, with her still wetting the bed and all." Kim walked towards the huge window. "Look at her down there. She looks younger then Sarah and may I say, she acts younger." "She's still wetting the bed?" Margret said, not really surprised to hear that. "She is. I helped with that, but it didn't take much. By the way, how did you get that set up in the bathroom so quick?" "We got here last night. The bed is all ready and I bought a whole bunch of clothes for her. Oh and all other things you asked for." "Awesome. Thank you very much." Kim turned back around, "Why didn't you put her in that swim diaper? You had the perfect chance." Candy held up the swim diaper. "Oh, don't worry, she won't be going swimming with out it again." All three woman laughed. The four girls got to the beach. Michelle's mind was elsewhere. All she could think about was Tracy. Abby had picked up a bag that was sitting beside the back door. Not a word was said, on the short walk to the water. Abby set the bag down and pulled out two water wings. She took Michelle's arm and started to slide one up. Michelle came to her senses when Abby took a hold of her arm. "Hey, what are you doing?" Abby stopped, but kept a hold of Michelle's arm. "Putting your water wings on, silly." "I don't need fucking water wings. Let go of me." Abby let go of the water wing but kept a hold of Michelle's arm. She spun her around and landed her hand on Michelle's bum. "Watch your language, Sarah is right here." Michelle couldn't believe Abby just spanked her, "What the hell, don't you ever hit me! Let go of me!" "What did i just say about the language. Enough." again, Abby delivered a spank to Michelle's bottom. Michelle tried to yank her arm away from Abby's grip, but there was no way that was going to happen. "Let go of me!" Michelle screamed. "Fine, you don't want to go swimming, I can take you back up to the cottage and let your mommy deal with you." Michelle didn't want to see her mom, not for a long time, not after what she had done and heard. Abby took Michelle's hand and started pulling her back towards the cottage. "Okay, okay. Fine, just let me go swimming. I don't need water wings, I can swim." Michelle pleaded. Abby kept walking,"Nope, Either water wings or mommy." Michelle looked up at the cottage. "Water wings." she blurted out. Abby stopped, bent down so she was eye to eye with Michelle, "That was too easy. Water wings and the swim diaper or mommy?" "What! No way Abby, you can't do this. I'm 18. Older then you. Just stop it." She stomped her foot down a couple of times which didn't make her look older. Abby started walking again,"Oh Aunt Candy, Michelle just told be to fuck off and then hit me." "I did not." Michelle screamed out. Abby stopped again, "Who is your mommy going to believe? I heard her spanking your little bum earlier, I think I want to see that, up close." Michelle pleaded, "Come on Abby, please. It's been bad enough today." tears started rolling down Michelle's cheeks, again. Michelle felt like she was in a nightmare. Abby took her finger and wiped a couple tears away. "Ohhh, don't cry baby." Abby pulled Michelle close to her and gave her a hug, Abby's hand went down and patted Michelle's bottom. "Okay, no swim diaper, but you do exactly what I tell you. Do you understand?" Abby let go of Michelle. Michelle is crying. She couldn't cope with all that has happened. "Fine. Whatever." Abby lead Michelle back down towards the water. Gail and Sarah were already in. Abby quickly put the water wings on Michelle's arms and then took her in the water. Candy watched from the window. Abby looked like she was doing great. Everyone was in on the plan, expect Sarah. It wasn't hard for Abby's and Gail's mother to convince them to treat Michelle like a 4 year old. Candy heard Abby and Gail were very happy to carryout the request. No questions asked. She had them at 'treat Michelle like a four year old.' Abby held both Michelle's hands and started walking into the lake. It got to deep for Michelle to walk and she had to lie on her stomach. Abby turned a little so she could keep walking, but knew Michelle couldn't. "Kick your legs, sweetie." Michelle kicked her legs a little. She feels very ridiculous, wearing water wings, her childish swim wear and now Abby holding her hands, acting as if Michelle had never been in water before. "I can swim." Abby paid no attention and moved faster. "Harder baby, harder." Michelle kicked a little harder. If she could get Abby to let go of her, she might just start swimming to the other side of the lake, away from all these people. Abby never let go. "Thats it baby. Kick, kick, kick." Abby went back and forth pulling Michelle and Michelle kept kicking. After a while Michelle started to get very tried. Her legs started to feel like jelly. "I can't keep going." Michelle said and got a mouth full of water in the process. She started choking, She felt some pee escape her. Abby pulled her close and placed her on her hip. Being in the water Abby had no problem placing Michelle on her hip. She patted Michelle's back, until she stopped choking. "Are you okay baby?" Michelle nodded her head up and down. "I'm not a baby!" "Guys, come look at this." Candy yelled from the window of the cottage. Kim and Margret quickly walked over towards the window. There was Abby holding Michelle on her hip, patting her back. "Oh my god, that's so cute." Kim stated. Kim took her phone out of her back pocket and took a few pictures. "I will send these to you Candy." "Prefect, thanks." Candy replied. Abby held Michelle for a few minutes and then went right back to pulling her in the water making sure she kept kicking her feet. It was close to a hour before she stopped. Michelle was tired and her legs were hurting. Abby got Michelle close enough too shore that Michelle could walk, Michelle put her feet on the bottom, but could hardly make her legs work. She is wore out. "Everything okay baby?" Abby asked. "My legs hurt and I'm tried. Thanks anyway." Michelle whined. Just what the doctor ordered, thought Abby. This little girl will soon be down for a afternoon nap. A little lunch and baby Michelle, will be out like a light. Michelle had to be careful not to fall as they made there way up to the sandy beach. She was almost glad Abby kept a hold of her hand. Not that it was the most ideal thing. Abby took the water wings off, picked up a towel, giving it to Michelle. "It's almost lunch time. I'm taking Michelle up. You guys should come out." Abby yelled to Gail and Sarah. "Okay, be up in a minute." Gail replied. Abby put the towel around Michelle and took a hold of her hand. Abby stopped about half way to the cottage. She bent down. Michelle was breathing heavy and didn't look steady on her feet. "One last thing, it's mommy from now on, I don't want to hear you calling your mommy anything else. Understand?" Michelle closed her eyes. She was so tired. "Come on Abby, wasn't that enough. I wore the stupid water wings." Abby smiled and placed her hand up Michelle's chin, "Did you just pee in your swimsuit?" Michelle opened her eyes after hearing that, "No." she had in the water when she choked, but she wasn't going now. Was she? Michelle looked down between her legs. No, she wasn't. "I think you did. I think Mommy is going to be very cross with her little girl when she finds out she went pee pee on the way back to the cottage." "Abby, stop. You know I didn't. Why are you being so mean to me?" Abby pulled Michelle's chin a little closer. "Baby, you have no idea. Is it mommy or are you a little pee pee girl?" Michelle tried to pull her head away from Abby's face, but she couldn't. She just wanted to get inside and find a way to get back home. Her legs were aching. "Whatever, Mommy then." She didn't need her mother thinking she had wet herself. Abby let go and stood back up. Hand in hand they got to the back door of the cottage. Abby took the towel from around Michelle. "Okay strip." "What?" "Get your swimsuit off. You can't go in there with it wet." "You heard her. Off with the suit." Candy said, standing behind the screen door. "But Mom." Abby started clearing her throat, looking down at Michelle. Michelle looked up at Abby, then back at her mother. "But, Mommy." Candy held back the smile she so wanted to give. "Off with the suit. I will get you something to wear." Abby reached over and took one strap over Michelle's shoulder, she pulled it down, then the other one. "I can do it." Michelle said, batting Abby's hand away. "Then do it!", her mother yelled. Michelle slowly pulled the suit down and stepped out of it. Standing naked in front of her Aunt was bad, this was worse. She kept her head down, not wanting to look at Abby. She could only imagine how she looked compared to her younger cousin. Abby took the suit from Michelle's hand. "I will hang it up." Candy opened the screen door and Michelle quickly walked in. "Thank you Abby." "No problem.", Abby said as she walked towards the clothes line. "Come on honey, lets find you some clothes to wear." Michelle stopped in her tracks. "What. You don't have some right here?" Candy held the door open. "No. The clothes are upstairs. Come on." Michelle placed her hand down to cover herself and took the couple steps into the doorway. Michelle held her mother's hand, naked as the day she was born and walked through the cottage. "Have a good swim sweetie?" her Aunt Kim asked, acting as if seeing a naked 18 year old was normal. Keeping her head down which seemed like it was the normal thing to do today, "Not really." Michelle replied. Up the stairs and directly into the bathroom Candy towed Michelle. "Up on the potty please." Michelle was tried and had about enough of the treatment. It was time to stand up for herself. Being naked was not ideal, but at some point she had to say and do something. "Okay Mom, that's enough. I'm not sure what is going on, but it has to stop. NO MORE!" Candy looked down at Michelle then leaned up against the counter. "No more? You started all of this this morning, young lady. I should be the one saying, no more." "Come on." Michelle pointed at the potty seat. "You're making me use this thing, when there is another bathroom I could use. Why?" "Michelle, you are not the only person here. There are six others. It's not all about you." "Then take this stupid thing off. Why can't we do that?" "Aunt Kim said the owner asked us not too. He put it on there for his daughter and didn't want it wrecked. I'm not even sure how it would come off, so its staying." "That's crazy." Michelle huffed. "Crazy or not, it is what it is." and with that, Candy quickly took Michelle under her arms and lifted her over, placing on the potty. Michelle was so exhausted from the swim she didn't have a lot of fight in her. She put her hands up to her chin and rested her elbows on her legs. Her feet dangling a few inches from the floor. She didn't need to pee. Five minutes went by with her mother standing over her. "Okay. Down you go. We'll try again later." Candy lifted Michelle off the potty, taking her hand, leading her into the pink bedroom. She sat Michelle down on the bed. Michelle heard a loud crinkle, something she hadn't heard earlier. She pushed her hand down on the bed, crinkle, crinkle. At this point she didn't care, she just wanted to be left alone to think.
  9. Michelle is so mad with her mother after hearing that comment she could have killed her. She just wanted to get back in the truck and go home. Michelle stood in the bathroom fuming. Kim opened a door that was to her right. "Use the toilet and I will see what I can find for you to wear swimming." Kim left the door open and walked away. Michelle looked to see where Kim was headed. The walls were pink. There was a twin bed covered in Dora The Explorer bedsheets. Michelle stepped through the doorway. Kim opened a closet, Michelle couldn't see it's contents. She turned and stepped back into the bathroom. Michelle walked past the double sink vanity and thats when her eyes about popped out of her head. On the toilet sat a pink plastic potty seat. There is a pink plastic step to the side. Michelle turned away from it. 'When hell freezes over. I'm not sitting on that.' "I think I found you a swimsuit. Hope it fits. Everything okay?" Kim said holding up a pink swimsuit. Michelle just pointed towards the toilet, too stunned to say anything. Kim set the swimsuit on the counter. "You need to go pee? Come on then." Kim said, holding out her hand. "I can't use that." Michelle said, pointing quickly at the potty seat. "Sure you can honey. You don't want to pee your pants do you?" "No and I won't, but look." pointing faster with her finger. Kim stepped closer. "What's the problem?" Michelle was getting frustrated. How could her Aunt not see what was going on, she was 18 for god sake,"I'm not sitting on that. I will use the one downstairs." Kim shook her head, "This is your's and Sarah's bathroom. She used it." "She's a little kid." Michelle huffed. Kim chuckled and placed her hand on Michelle's shoulder ,"A little kid? Tell me Michelle, when was the last time you had a accident?." "What?" "I asked, when was the last time you had a accident?" "I...I don't know." Michelle stammered. "You don't know? You remember it, don't you?" Michelle looked up at Kim. "I don't know...... Leave me alone!" Kim chuckled. "Taylor Swift......That wasn't that long ago." Michelle slammed her foot down. "What? She told you? That bitc....." Michelle stopped herself from calling her mother a bitch, but got just a little too much out. "You had better watch it honey. What do you think your mother would do, if I told her you just called her that?. Kim shock her head. "And by the way, are you still wetting your bed or have you finally gotten over that?" Michelle looked like a deer caught in head lights. She didn't want to answer and she didn't. She just looked down at her her Aunt's feet. "Your still wetting the bed aren't you? No wonder your mother said 'its like having a child in potty training'." Michelle was pissed. She didn't know what to do. "I'm not using that. This is ridiculous. I just want to go home." Michelle felt a tear form in her eye. The bathroom door opened and in walked Candy. "Whats going on in here?" Kim turned, "Your daughter doesn't want to use the potty." "Is that so." Candy walked up to Michelle. "What seems to be the problem? Is it too late." Candy looked down at Michelle's shorts, looking to see if they were wet. Michelle pointed at the pink plastic potty seat. "That's the problem!" Candy looked at the potty seat. "And?" "And what? I'm not sitting on that." "No? Fine, have it your way." Candy turned and walked away, taking Kim with her. Michelle stood in the bathroom still looking at the pink potty seat. What the hell? This is crazy. My mother is crazy, my aunt is crazy. This whole place is crazy. Kim and Candy returned moments later. "Are you going swimming?" her mother asked. Michelle looked at them, not really sure how to answer. "I guess." Happy she wasn't going to have to sit on something so babyish. "Alright, lets get you ready then.", she grabbed a hold of Michelle's t-shirt and pulled it up off her. "Hey! I can do it myself." Michelle screamed. Candy ignored her and had Michelle's pants and underwear off before she knew what was happening. Michelle stood naked in front of her mother and Aunt. She put her hands down to cover herself. Michelle's mother took one of her hands and pulled her into the bedroom. Candy sat on the bed, pulling Michelle quickly over her lap. Swat. Swat. Swat. Three hard spanks got Michelle's legs kicking and the tears flowing. Candy stood Michelle on her feet and turned her so that she was facing her. "Do I need to keep going? Or are you going to start behaving?" "What the hell are you doing?" Michelle screamed out. Candy stood up and then took Michelle by the shoulders and guided her onto the bed. She reached over and picked up a swim diaper off the dresser. "You had your chance Missy. Since you don't want to use the potty like a big girl, I have no choice but to put you in these." Michelle looked at the blue swim diaper. "You have got to be kidding me. I'm not wearing that." "More spankings then?" Candy said, holding up the swim diaper. Michelle's bottom hurt just after 3 swats. She had just found out her mother was not kidding when she said she would spank her. "You're not spanking me again and I'm not wearing a fucking diaper. Just take me home." Candy dropped the swim diaper on the bed, took Michelle's wrist and pulled her up. She guided her by the neck to a corner in the room. Candy pushed Michelle's nose into the corner, then delivered 3 hard swats to her naked bum. "You stand there and think about how this is going to go. When you decide, you let me know." The tears were flowing down Michelle's cheeks. She couldn't remember the last time she had received a bare bottom spanking. Sure her mother and father treated her younger then she was, but this was crazy. She was 18 standing in a corner naked, being given a choice of using a baby's potty or wearing a stupid swim diaper. Michelle stood in the corner, trying to figure out what to do. Then her mother started talking to her aunt, like she wasn't even there. "I don't know what else to do with her. She woke up wet, for the fourth time in a row this morning." "Are you putting her in diapers at bedtime?" "No, but I should be." "I guess you should. That must be a lot of work for you. Washing pee soaked sheets every morning. If she was mine, she would be in diapers right after supper. Maybe even before, that's for sure." "I've tried telling her that, but it's a fight every time I bring it up." Candy paused a few seconds. "It's my fault really. Since she started High School I've let her think she was so independent, but what she doesn't know, I've been paying, what she thinks is her friend, to look out for her at school." Michelle almost turned around after hearing that statement, but stayed still, needing to hear more. Candy continued, "You know when John and I went for the vacation a few months ago? Well, I told her that she could have a friend stay for the week, but really what happened was, I paid Tracy, 'her friend' to basically babysit for the week." Michelle turned around this time looking at her mother, not believing what she was hearing. Candy noticed Michelle turn. "Have you made a decision?" Michelle quickly turned back and kept her nose in the corner. She didn't pay Tracy to babysit her, no way. Michelle thought back to that week. Maybe it was true. NO. Tracy did make her go to bed at 9:30 every night, but Tracy went to bed at that time also. Didn't she? She does recall hearing the TV on after she had gotten into bed. Michelle's thoughts were interrupted when her mother carried on. "Tracy has walked her to school every day for the past 4 years, unless it was raining. The first year she even held her hand to cross the street. I had to remind Tracy to make sure Michelle used the bathroom on her break, because I got a call from the school more then once, too bring a change of clothes because my Michelle had peed her pants. Imagine, I had to worry about that when she started high school. You would think one would be done with that, after grade 2." Kim stood listening to Candy go on. She just nodded her head and said nothing. Tears came back to Michelle's eyes. That was true. She had wet her pants a few times the first year of high school and a few times after that, but she had kept them from her mother. That's why Tracy always made sure she went with her to the bathroom. Morning and afternoon Tracy always made the point of coming to get her to go to the bathroom together. Now thinking about, Tracy usually just fixed her make-up, while Michelle used the toilet. Michelle had always thought it was cool that one of the most popular girls wanted to hang out with her. Too many mixed memories came to Michelle's mind. Some were making sense, but some were not. Tracy wasn't really her friend, she had been paid by her mother to basically babysit her. Come on that's crazy. Michelle's legs weakened. She had to put her hands on the wall, to stop herself from falling. Michelle couldn't take it anymore. She fell to the ground, landing on her bum. Tears flowed down her cheeks. Her past four years had been a lie. Her mother had paid someone to look after her. She didn't want to admit it, but it was all making sense. Candy went to Michelle picking up off the floor. "Oh honey, I'm sorry, but what was Mommy suppose to do? It was fine in grade school, the teachers would look after you, but High School is different. Your suppose to be able to look after yourself and I knew you couldn't. Come on." Candy helped Michelle to the bed, lying her down on it. Candy picked up the swim diaper. Michelle was stunned. How could she not see what was happening to her for all those years. She had been blinded by the fact she thought she was hanging out with the cool kids. All of Tracy's comments that she has made over the years, make sense now. She always thought Tracy and the others were kidding around. How dumb is she to not figure this all out sooner? Michelle, laid out on her back, on the bed, when something came over her. It was like she regressed back to when she was 15, laid out in the same position, begging her mother not to put her in bedwetting pants. She had been dry for months at that point, but her mother still made her wear them for months later. "Please Mommy. I don't want to wear that. I'm sorry." Candy held the swim diaper up, dangling it from her finger tips. "Are you going to go use the potty like a big girl then?" Michelle closed her eyes. Tears still pouring down her cheeks. Michelle squeaked out a "Yes." She had to do something and using the potty seat seemed to be her best option. Candy pulled Michelle up off the bed and took her into the bathroom. She turned her around and sat Michelle on the pink plastic potty. It took a few seconds but Michelle started to pee. Aunt Kim and Candy stood in the bathroom as Michelle sat naked on the potty, going pee. As soon as Candy heard Michelle's pee hit the water she let out a big 'sigh'. She turned towards Kim, "See. Five more minutes and she would have peed her pants. This is what I'm talking about." Michelle finished and Candy stepped up. "All done?" Michelle kept her head down. "Yes." "Good girl." Candy said, as she took some toilet paper off the roll and wiped between Michelle's legs. Michelle did nothing. She just let it happen. She was still thinking back on her four years of High School. Candy helped Michelle stand up and took her to the sink. Michelle and Candy washed their hands. Kim handed Candy the pink swimsuit. Candy held the swimsuit down and Michelle stepped into it. She pulled it up and placed the spaghetti straps over Michelle's shoulders. Michelle glanced in the mirror. The suit was all pink and has a ruffle material that ran around her waist and over her chest. It looked like a little kids swimsuit and Michell looked like a little kid wearing it. Michelle's mother took her by the hand and they walked down the stairs. Michelle didn't notice, in her mother's other hand, was the swim diaper. When they got to the bottom of the stairs, all three girls and Margret looked up from the couch they were sitting on. "It's about time." Abby said. Candy quickly spoke up, "Someone was a little fussy about using the potty, sorry girls." Michelle wanted to crawl into a hole. She looked at the floor, praying it would open up and take her away. It was all just too much to handle. The three girls got up off the couch. "Ready to go then?" Abby asked. Candy let go of Michelle's hand. "Have fun sweetie, be careful." Michelle took a few steps towards Abby. Abby recached out and took Michelle by the hand. Gail took Sarah's hand. Abby looked down at Michelle's waist thinking she had a swim diaper on, but she couldn't tell from the ruffles. "Aunt Candy, did you want me to take that just in case?" Abby said, pointing at the swim diaper in her hand. "No, it should be okay. Right Michelle?" Michelle looked up to see what Abby was talking about and saw the swim diaper. 'Oh My God. Want is she thinking.' Too stunned to say anything Michelle just glared at her mother. If looks good kill, her mother would be dead. "Michelle, you will be okay, right?" Candy asked again. Michelle turned and tried to pull Abby, but Abby didn't move. "Don't worry Aunt Kim, I will bring her back up to use the potty in a hour or so." Abby said proudly. "Thank you Abby." Abby pulled Michelle the opposite way from the way Michelle was trying to head. "This way honey, we have to go out the back door." The four girls made there way out the back door. Abby has Michelle's hand and Gail has Sarah's hand. Candy, Kim and Margret watched the girls walk out the back door. Once the door closed, they stood, looking at each other, waiting to see who would speak first.
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  11. Michelle walked as fast as she could to keep up with her three friends. She had been doing the same thing almost everyday for four years. Three blocks to her house from the high school. Morning and afternoon, her short legs had to work hard to keep up to the much taller girls. It was the last day Michelle would have to do this. In September she would be going to University. Her three friends had been with her from the start. Even though they treat her like a little sister, they have all kept her from being bullied. Lucky for Michelle, they are very popular girls and she got to hang out with them. The three girls stopped at the last corner before they went one way and Michelle had to go the other way. Just two houses down was her home. Her friend Tracy bent down and placed her hand on Michelle's shoulder. "I'm going to miss looking after you. Get your mother to call me." she said, then stood and Michelle watched them all walk away. That was strange Michelle thought. Why would she want to talk to her mother. 'Whatever' Michelle thought and started running toward her front door. Michelle opened the large front door. "Hi Mom, I'm home." Michelle's mom, Candy came from the kitchen wearing an apron around her jeans and blue blouse. "Hi honey, how was your last day of high school?" "It was good. I think I did good on my history exam. I'm just glad its over." Michelle said, setting her back pack down at the stairs, leading up. "Thats great. Come into the kitchen. I made some cookies and I have some exciting news." Michelle followed her Mom into the kitchen and sat down. Candy brought over a plate of cookies. Chocolate chip, Michelle's favourite. Candy returned with a glass of milk. Michelle grabbed a cookie and quickly took a bite. "So what's the big news? Oh and Tracy said she wanted you to call her. Why would you call her?" Candy sat down in the chair next to Michelle. "I'm not sure, thank you for telling me. Anyway, I talked to my sisters and they rented a big cottage starting tomorrow for two weeks. You and I are going to leave in the morning." Michelle set her cookie down on the table. "What? No! I don't want to go. I'm suppose to start working at Dad's tomorrow. You know that! I need the money for University." Candy put her hand on Michelle's arm. "I talked to your father. He said, you could start when we get back." Michelle was not happy, not happy about this at all. "I need the money Mom. Toronto is expensive." "I know it is honey. That's why you should be going to the University here. That way you can live here and not have to worry about it." Michelle lived in London. It did have a very good University but she wanted to get out of this house and live on her own. She was eighteen. She loved her Mom and Dad but they could be a little overbearing. Maybe it was because of her small stature and a few other things, but it didn't matter, she just wanted to be out on her own. Candy wanted Michelle to go to University in London and stay living in the house. She was worried about her going off to Toronto all by herself. Tracy was going to Ottawa, there would be no one to look out for her. The little girl might get trampled on in the big city or worst. She would never survive! Candy has been working slowly the past few months on Michelle. With some luck and careful planning, Candy has Michelle wetting her bed again. Not like she did when she finally stopped wetting 4-5 nights a week, but it was happening again, 1-2 nights a week. Three nights this week. Candy had placed the plastic sheet back onto her bed, which had been absent for almost 3 years. She has also mentioned more then a few times that maybe Michelle should start wearing protection again. That of course was quickly turned down by 18 year old Michelle. Candy was hoping that her little girl might have second thoughts about sharing a room, if she was worried about wetting her bed, the more reason to stay home and attend University in London. She had limited Michelle's liquid intake after 7pm the past 3 years, but she slowly started giving Michelle more and more drinks after supper, a tea here a soft drink there. She played a ocean sound track after Michelle was asleep, hoping her small bladder would return to letting lose halfway through the night. Low and behold Michelle did just that. Candy is a little surprised that Michelle hadn't caught on to why she has returned to bedwetting and did nothing other then making sure she used the bathroom before going to bed to try and stop it. Candy was very determined to use the next two weeks to make sure her daughter would have no choice, but to stay home and attend University right there. "But MOOOOM. I don't want to spend the next two weeks with those little kids. I will just end up babysitting, when I could be making money, working at Dad's." Candy shook her head. "Oh honey, Abby and Gail are 15. Sarah is 8. I don't think you will be babysitting. You will have fun with the twins." Candy smiled a little. There was going to be babysitting, but not in the way Michelle figured. Michelle has not seen the twins since Christmas. She is not very fond of them. Never has been. Maybe it was because they were 3 years younger, but looked 6 years older. Both of them were 5'6" and poor Michelle stopped growing when she was 14. Stopping at a whopping 4"10". She has prayed and prayed the last few years a miracle would happen, she would all of a sudden wake up and be 3-4 inches taller. Of course, that never happened. Even Sarah was close to her height and she is only 8. The twins always teased her. At Christmas they pointed out to Michelle, that she did not even need a bra, finding one of her very padded bras in the bathroom. Candy stood from the table. "You should go pack. I will have supper ready in a hour or so." "Mom. Do I really have to go? Can't I stay home and work? Please." Michelle knew she was whining, but she didn't care. She really didn't want to go spend two weeks with her cousins. If the twins ever found out she is peeing in her bed like some toddler, she would never hear the end of it. "Yes Michelle, you're going. Now go pack. I will call you when supper is ready.If you need help packing, just let me know." Michelle sulked all the way from the kitchen to her bedroom. She threw herself on her bed and slammed her fists down beside her. The plastic sheet crinkled loudly, as she threw a little temper tantrum. ------------------------- Knock, Knock. Michelle opened her eyes. It was still dark outside. Candy opened the bedroom door. "Raise and shine honey. We're leaving in a half hour." Michelle closed her eyes and pulled the blanket up over her head. "I don't want to go. Please, can I just stay home?" Michelle felt the cold wetness around her waist. 'Not again. That's four nights in a row'. Candy flipped the light on and walked over to Michelle's bed. She pulled the covers off her daughter. Michelle still wore PJ's to bed. They weren't the most mature looking PJ's either. Two piece, all pink with a picture of Barbie on the front. She was surely not going to pack them to take to the cabin, so she put them on for the night. "Yes you are going. Now stop whining. Get up, you need to take a shower. You've wet the bed AGAIN." Candy said, as she smiled down at her daughter, who looked more like a second grader then a girl that was suppose to start University in a few months. Knowing she wasn't going to win. "Okay, Okay, I will get up." Michelle looked down at her soaking wet bottoms. She really wanted to cry, but she held it together. Why had she returned to wetting her bed? Three years staying dry and then out of now where, it starts again. Michelle swung her legs out of the bed and stood beside her Mother. Looking up, she wondered why she was so short when both her Mother and Father were so tall. How could that be? Michelle jumped a little when she felt a light smack on her bottom. "Hey!" Michelle cried out not expecting it. "Oh stop it. I hardly touched you. If you don't get moving, I will do it a little harder. Go get out of those wet things. I will strip your bed AGAIN and put everything in the wash." Michelle made her way into the bathroom. She stripped her wet PJ's off and turned the shower on. She was upset about having to go and very upset she had once again, wet her bed. She had even tried convincing her Dad last night about staying home, but that didn't work. Her father would have nothing to do with it. All that happened was her mother getting her a tea and they ended up watching a few TV shows. She hardly got a sentence out and she was quickly dismissed. Michelle didn't think she had been in the shower that long when she heard something and turned, her mother was standing outside the shower. "Mom. What are you doing?" "I brought some clothes in here for you to wear. Hurry up and get out of the there. I want to miss the morning traffic." Candy picked up Michelle's wet things and left. It's not like her mom hadn't seen her naked before, but it seemed to Michelle she has no privacy. She was always coming into the bathroom and picking up her clothes. A few times Michelle had been using the toilet when she entered. No knock, just walked right in. Michelle got out of the shower and dried off. Hanging the towel up she looked at the clothes her mother had brought into the bathroom. A pair of pink panties with stars on them, jean shorts and a pink t-shirt. They looked like they belong to a much younger person but that was nothing new. Michelle had packed all of the most mature looking clothes she owned. She hadn't thought about leaving something out to wear for the trip to the cottage. Michelle got dressed, looked in the mirror and wasn't real happy at the way she looked. She put her wet hair into a ponytail. Michelle decided to skip the makeup that she almost always puts on, trying to make herself look older and headed downstairs. She would change as soon as she got to the cottage. Candy was waiting by the front door. "We'll stop for breakfast later on. All ready then?" "I guess." Michelle said with very little enthusiasm. Michelle followed her mother out to the SUV. Candy opened the back door and waited for Michelle to step up. Michelle had been fighting for years it seemed, to be able to ride in the front. Ever since she got out of her booster seat, believe it or not, the day before she started high school, she had fought and fought, but neither her mother or father would give in. She was too small. Too short. The air bag could really hurt her if something were to happen. Michelle had heard it all. She finally gave up her fight and just sat in the back. Just one of many reasons she needed to go to Toronto. Another reason, the plastic backed soaker pad that has been on her seat now for months. The one she had to sit on, anytime she rode in the truck. Michelle sat on the pad, making it crinkle, she reached up for her seat belt, her mother stopped her, "Did you use the bathroom?" This was the thing Michelle hated most. Her mother asking her if she used or needed to use the bathroom. Her Mom doesn't seem to care who is around either. She asks around her friends or her mother's friends. Michelle rolled her eyes and in a mocking tone, lIke she has done many times in the past, she replied, "Yes Mommy. I used the potty like a big girl." Candy made a sour face. "Really Michelle? You don't want to start do you? It's not like it was all that long ago I had to change your wet pants on the side of the road. And by the way, it would have been great if you had of used the potty last night like a big girl, instead of wetting your bed for the fourth time in a row." Michelle put her head down. Very bad timing on her part. Her face turned a little red. Dumb, dumb, dumb. She could see the plastic covered pad between her legs. What her mother had just said, stung bad, but it was her own fault. "Thats what I thought. Get back in the house and use the potty, as you like to call it." Candy took a hold of Michelle's hand. "I went Mom. I'm fine. I'm 18 you know, not 5." "You didn't seem like a 18 year old a couple months ago, did you? For that matter, not even a 1/2 hour ago. Do I need to take you or are you going by yourself?" Michelle let go of the seatbelt and stepped down from the truck. "Fine. You need to stop treating me like a child. I'm going to University you know!" Candy grabbed Michelle's shoulder before she could walk away. "How about when you stop acting like a child, I will stop treating you like one." Michelle pulled her body away from her mother's hand. "I don't act like a child." then ran towards the front door. Michelle pushed the handle on the front door, it was locked. She turned and her mother was right behind her. Candy slid the key in, unlocking the door. Michelle opened it, went into the downstairs bathroom, even though, she didn't need too. Michelle sat on the toilet but noting came out. 'What a waste of time' she said to herself. She pulled her pink underwear and shorts up, she didn't bother to flush since she hadn't done anything and opened the bathroom door, walking right into her mother. "I didn't hear the toilet flush." "That's because I didn't have to go. I told you that." "Did you even try?" "Mom, Stop it. For Christ sake, I know when I need to use the bathroom." As quick as Michelle got out that sentence, Candy was just as quick to turn her around and give her a very hard swat on her backside. "You will not talk to me like that. I'm not doing laundry every day at the cottage young lady, so let's try this again." Candy marched Michelle back into the bathroom. She took a hold of Michelle's shorts, undid them and yanked them down along with her underwear. Candy placed her hands under Michelle's arms, lifted her a little and sat her on the toilet. Michelle was just about to start screaming at her mother but she held back. This treatment had been going on for way too many months. Ever since she peed her pants on the way home from a Taylor Swift concert. Michelle had put off using the bathroom leaving the concert. She didn't want to hold her mother's hand, standing in line to use the bathroom, like she had too, twice that night. Standing in a line having your mother hold your hand like you're a 5 year old wasn't the greatest feeling. Looking around at the others, she was not the only one, but she could tell most of the others had not recached double digits yet. So when an accident happened on the highway and traffic came to a stand still, it wasn't long after, she had her own accident. It was like her mother knew she was going to pee her pants that night. Candy had a bag that had a change of clothes and a travel pack of baby wipes in it. So there, on the side of the road with cars slowly, very slowly going by, Candy stripped Michelle naked, cleaned her with baby wipes and re-dressed her. It's been since that night, her mother and father have made her sit on the plastic pad when ever she rode in the truck. It's been since then, that her mother has been treating like this. The shock from the hard spank she received or just fear its self, somehow made some pee come out. A few seconds from getting sat on the toilet seat, Michelle began to pee. It wasn't much, but it was most likely the worst thing that she could have done. "Didn't need to go? You know when you need to go? I see that lying is all you know. Maybe I should go get a pull-up for you to wear for the trip." Candy said, standing over Michelle. Michelle's head hung low. "I don't need those anymore." Candy was overwhelmed with joy. Things couldn't have started out any better then they have. Waking up wet and now this. Once the two weeks were over, Michelle would never think about wanting to go to Toronto again. She may never think about going anywhere by herself for a long time. "You could have used one last night. That's for sure. Wait, you could have used one the past four nights." Michelle kept her mouth shut as her Mom let her clean herself and pull up her underwear and shorts. Candy let Michelle wash her hands first. Once Candy washed hers, she took Michelle by the hand and they walked back outside. It was a very quite ride. Michelle watched a movie on a screen that was on the back of the passenger side seat. Frozen, the only movie that was in the truck. It's not that she didn't like the movie, but she has seen it a hundred times. A half hour stop for breakfast, which included Candy taking her to the bathroom hand in hand, like she was a toddler just learning how to use the toilet. Four hours later they arrived at a very remote cottage. Before Candy turned the truck off, she turned and faced Michelle. "I hope your behaviour is better these next two weeks then it was this morning. I will not hesitate to pull your pants down and spank your bare bottom right in front of your Aunts and cousins. Do you understand?" Michelle was surprised at her mothers words. It was like her mother just snapped. She couldn't remember the last time her mother spoke to her like that. Michelle just stared at her. "Do you understand?" her mother said loudly. "Yes." Michelle said, then rolled her eyes, after her mother turned back around of course. Candy shut the truck off and got out. She walked around and opened Michelle's door. With the child locks on, Michelle always had to wait. Even on a rainy day, when her mother drove her to school, she had to wait for her mother to open the door. Michelle stepped down and her mother took her hand. Michelle tried to pull her hand away, but failed. Hand in hand they walked around the truck. Candy opened the back, that's when Michelle's eyes went wide. "Where is my bag?" Michelle screamed. There was only one suitcase in the back of the truck and it wasn't Michelle's. Candy looked down at her daughter. "You didn't put your bag in the truck, before we left?" "No, I thought you did." Michelle heard voices. Standing beside the truck were five people and all of them taller then herself. Michelle looked at them, Aunt Margret, Aunt Kim, Abby, Gail and Sarah. Even Sarah looked a little taller. What the hell? How did that happen? Aunt Kim was the first to speak. "Welcome. So glad you gals came. The cottage is awesome." "Mom, we have to go back home." Michelle said, still holding on to her mother's hand. More concerned that she had no clothes then how it looked that she was getting her hand held by her mother. Candy recached in the truck and pulled out her suitcase. "We aren't driving three and half hours back home because you're not mature enough to bring your own suitcase." "What's the problem?" Kim stepping up and asking. Candy shook her head. "Well, it seems Michelle didn't put her suitcase in the truck. So all she has are the clothes she is wearing." Candy knew Michelle had not put her suitcase in. Both Kim and Margret knew they would be showing up, one suitcase short. Candy had outlined her plan weeks ago. Candy's sisters were fully on board. Kim stepped forward and took Michelle's free hand. In a tone more suited for a pre-schooler, "Oh honey, it's okay. I'm sure we have some clothes that will fit you. Come, let's go see what we have." Michelle heard the twins giggle, but was not going to look at them. Candy let go of her hand and Aunt Kim started walking with Michelle. Sarah ran up beside. "Hi Michelle, I'm glad you came." Michelle was in no mood to talk. She was so mad with her mother for not putting her suitcase in the truck. She always put it in. They have gone away many, many times before and her suitcase is always there. Keeping the in the same sing song voice, "Aren't you going to say Hi to Sarah." Kim said. Michelle was pissed. She got out a very short, "Hi." Everyone made there way into the large cottage. The open concept greeted Michelle and Candy. The whole bottom floor was open. You could see the kitchen, dining room and family room from the front door. A set of stairs right in front of them led to the second floor. They all left there sandals at the door and Kim took Michelle into were the TV was located. Michelle had tried a few times to get her hand out of Kim's, but Kim just gripped tighter every time she tried. Margret and Candy made there way towards the kitchen. The other three girls headed up the stairs. Michelle looked around. She looked through the huge window and could see a lake. A very pretty blue lake, that didn't have a ripple in it. "Believe it or not the water is warm for this time of year." Kim said. Candy came back over to Michelle and Kim. "The bathroom is over there." pointing in the direction of the kitchen. "It's been a long ride. I think you better go use it." Michelle quickly looked around. The only ones in the room were her mother and two Aunts. Michelle looked up at her mother. "I'm fine, god, would you stop already." Candy stepped a little closer. "Are we going to go through this again?" Michelle heard foot steps. Abby and Gail came down the stairs dressed in bikinis. Michelle couldn't believe what she was seeing. The twins looked like they were 20. They both were carrying towels and walked right up to Michelle, towering over her. "We're going swimming. We have our own private beach. The waters great. You coming?" Abby asked. Michelle was fixated on Abby's breasts as she spoke. How the hell did she get those. "Uhmmm." Michelle stammered. "I..I don't have a suit." She felt like a little kid standing beside Abby and Gail and she knew she looked like one. Aunt Kim spoke up. "I'm sure we can find you something Michelle. Let's go upstairs. You can use the bathroom up there, which is the bathroom you will be using anyway. I will see what I can find." "Okay. We will wait for you." Abby said grinning away. Michelle turned her head quickly and looked up at Aunt Kim. "I don't need to use the bathroom." Kim never let go of Michelle's hand. She started walking towards the stairs with Michelle in tow. In a loud, strict tone, Candy said, "I think you had better use the bathroom Michelle. Please just take her Kim." Michelle's head went down as soon as her mother finished. She never looked up. They walked up the stairs. Sarah ran right past them on her way down, almost running into Michelle. Michelle heard her mother as they approached the top of the stairs. "I swear, its like having a child in potty training again." Then all Michelle heard was laughter as they approached a door that Kim opened.
  12. Great start! Hope to see more. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
  13. Great writing. Looking forward too see where this goes. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
  14. Just a quick chapter. Trying to get back into the swing of things. Chapter 14. Kim stood over Jody, watching her sleep. It was 8am. Kim gently placed her hand down onto the front of Jody's bulging diaper. A couple soft pokes and Kim could tell, Jody had soaked her diaper during the night. Kim placed her hand on Jody's shoulder. "Time to get up baby." Jody stirred and then slowly opened her eyes. She smiled when she focused on Kim's face. "Good morning sweetie. Did you have a good sleep?" Kim asked. Jody nodded her head. Kim placed her hands under Jody's arms and lifted up, out of bed, resting her on her hip. "Let's get some breakfast and then we can get you ready for your first day." Jody rested her hand on Kim's shoulder and let Kim carry her out in the kitchen. Susan was sitting, drinking her first cup of coffee. She look up and smiled as Kim carried Jody towards her. "Good morning baby girl." Susan said. Kim waited for Susan to push her chair out and then transferred Jody onto Susan's lap. Susan placed her hand under Jody's diapered bottom and gave it a few pats. Susan could tell right away that her little girl had proven once again, she was not interested in using the potty. Susan bounced Jody a couple times on her lap. Jody paid no attention to the fact that she had soaked her diaper during the night. The first bounce on Susan's lap made her smile. "Are you excited to start your new job?" Susan asked. Jody pulled her head up and away from Susan. "I am." "I thought you would be." Susan said, and then gave Jody another little bounce. Kim returned with a plate. Toast and strawberry jam, cut up into eight small slices was placed in front of Jody. Jody turned away from Susan and looked at the toast and jam. She reached out to take one of the small pieces. "Aren't you forgetting something Jody?" Susan cooed. Jody's hand stopped just before she reached the toast. She brought it back towards her and up towards her mouth. Jody's index finger went between her lips. She turned back toward Susan. Jody looked so cute with her finger in her mouth, Susan had no choice but to smile and even let out a little laugh. Kim had returned standing beside Jody and Susan holding onto a pink bib. "I forgot. I'm sorry." Jody said softly. Susan pulled Jody in for a light hug. She patted her diapered bottom a few times. "That's okay baby." Once Susan let Jody sit back up on her lap, Kim pulled the bib over Jody's head. "Okay, eat up honey." Jody pulled her finger out of the mouth and reached for the toast and jam. The jam was so sweet and tasted great. In no time Jody had almost finished it all. "Kim, there is a cup in the fridge for Jody." Susan half turned to say. Kim opened the fridge and picked up the pink sippy cup. She brought it over to and handed it to Susan. Jody was on her last piece of toast. Once Jody finished, Susan held up the sippy cup to Jody's mouth. "Here honey, a drink for you." Jody opened her mouth and the plastic spout went in. Jody began to suck in the half orange juice, half water. Jody's both hands went up to the cup and Susan let go. Slowly, Susan made Jody lean back so that her head was resting on Susan's shoulder. Gently, Susan pulled Jody's legs across her lap. Jody was now lying across Susan's lap, sucking on her sippy cup, holding it with both hands. Susan looked down at her little girl. 'A bottle is not far in the future' she thought. Jody felt so relaxed and did not have a care in the world. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so good. It seemed that all her cares and worries were no where to be found. Jody was so comfortable, she didn't feel herself adding more wetness to her diaper. Kim watched and smiled at Susan. Susan returned the smile. Kim let Susan enjoy her moment with Jody and waited until Jody had finished all of her juice. Kim stood beside them. "I think its time to get your bum changed and get you ready for work." Jody opened her eyes and sat up. Still holding onto the sippy cup. She placed the empty sippy cup on the table and then giggled. "What's so funny honey?" Kim asked. Jody's finger went back up to her mouth and she giggled again. "Nofing." Jody thought it was funny Kim said, 'bum change'. She had never heard that before. "Okay then." Kim reached out and picked Jody up off of Susan's lap. She set her on her hip and bounced her a couple times. Kim walked Jody into the bedroom and stood her on the floor. Jody's finger was still in her mouth. Kim took a step back and looked down at her. After a few seconds Kim bent down and unzipped Jody's pj's. She pulled Jody's arms out and then had her step out of them. Jody stood in nothing but a very wet, sagging diaper. Jody with her finger in her mouth, looked very much like a tall toddler. Kim went and got Jody's romper and placed it on the change table. She took her time getting things ready to change Jody. Kim loved how Jody stood still and look on as Kim was getting things together. "Okay baby. Up you go." Kim picked Jody up and placed her on the change table. Jody still had not taken her finger out of her mouth. It wasn't like Jody was sucking on her finger, but Kim couldn't resit. Kim slowly reached up and pulled Jody's finger out of her mouth. She bent it down carefully, making Jody's hand into a fist. She pulled Jody's thumb away from her fist and placed it on her lip. "Does it make you feel better to have something in your mouth honey?" Kim asked. Jody had not put her finger in her mouth on purpose. She really had no idea that she had been doing that, this morning. Jody pulled her thumb away, just a little bit. "I don't know." Kim placed her hand on Jody's and guided her thumb back to Jody's lip. "It's totally fine honey. I bet it makes you feel more relaxed." Kim pushed Jody's thumb past her teeth and held it there. "Just close your mouth honey." Jody closed her mouth, wrapping her lips around her thumb. "I bet that feels good." Kim said. Kim stuck her thumb out and placed it, into her mouth. She started to suck her thumb, trying to get Jody to do the same. Kim pulled her thumb out after 30 seconds or so. "It does feel good, doesn't it?" Kim placed her thumb back in. Jody watched as Kim stood over her with her thumb in her mouth. KIm looked like she was enjoying having her thumb in her mouth. Jody gave her thumb a little suck and then another. It did feel good. Jody nodded her head up and down. Kim pulled her thumb out of her mouth. "Thats right honey. It feels so good. You can put that thumb in there anytime you like. Okay?" Jody's head nodded up and down again. She was getting into a rhythm now and she was feeling great. Why had she never down this before. It felt very relaxing. "You're such a good girl Jody. You're just the cutest girl I ever saw." Kim quickly noticed a smile from from behind Jody's hand and she kept talking. "Yes you are. You're so cute." Kim said, in a sing-song voice. "Now, lets get that little bum of yours changed." Jody was so content and happy. It was like she had just found a new best friend. Jody closed her eyes and concentrated on sucking. She did not even flinch when Kim used a cool baby wipe on her. Susan was on her second cup of coffee and was watching Kim and Jody. Something stirred in Susan when Kim placed her thumb in her mouth. Her face quickly went closer to her phone, watching her girlfriend suck on her thumb. Something about seeing Kim with her thumb in her mouth made Susan excited beyond anything she had felt before. Susan's hand went down between her legs and without thinking, she started to massage her private part. Susan had the quickest and most intense orgasm she had ever had. She leaned back in her chair. She could feel that her panties were wet. She needed to change. Susan slowly got up and went to her bedroom.
  15. Chapter 13. "You're not sleeping already, are you?" Kim said, as she set the diaper and baby powder down. Jody opened her eyes. She was of course, not sleeping. Jody was trying to find a way to tell Kim she didn't need a diaper, but her thoughts always came back to the big, scary potty. "No. Not sleeping." "That's good. I wouldn't want you to miss out on your ice cream." Kim said, as she puled the towel away from her. Kim picked up the diaper and slowly unfolded it. "Are you ready for a nice dry comfortable diaper?" Jody looked at the diaper being unfolded. In the back of her mind she knew she should be saying 'NO'. She should be screaming 'NO' for that matter, but she couldn't. Kim held the diaper out. "You're not thinking of using that scary potty, are you?" Instead of screaming 'NO' to the diaper, she screamed "NOOO" to using the potty. Kim smiled. "I didn't think so. It's much better to have a nice comfortable diaper on your little bum, right? Something you should have been wearing all a long. Isn't that right?" Jody's thoughts jumbled. A memory came to her from working in the factory. She had soaked her pants before she could get to the bathroom, not all that long ago. She had to change without anyone noticing. Which was, very hard to pull off. She has always had a feeling that the one girl noticed, but she never said a word about it. Which, Jody was grateful for. Jody's mind finally gave in. She didn't want to think about that big, scary potty any longer or wet pants for that matter. She hated the amount of fear and stress that came over her, when she thought about it. She wanted that gone. Jody lifted her head up, off the change table. "Yes. I think maybe I should have been." Kim was not ready for that answer. It took her a little by surprise. She was delighted to hear it, but was not excepting it at all. She hesitated for a few seconds before getting right at diapering her little girl. Kim took Jody by the ankles and lifted her bum up off the table. "You just let Mommy and Mama look after you. Okay?" Kim said, as she slid the diaper under Jody. Kim took the baby powder and sprinkled it on Jody's privates and bottom. "This will make sure you stay nice and comfy all night." Kim cooed. Jody smelt the baby powder has soon as Kim opened the bottle. She had not smelt baby powder for a very long time. She couldn't remember the last time she might have. As Kim rubbed the powder around her bum, Jody found it soothing. Jody even let out a little giggle as Kim gently bushed across her private parts. Kim looked down at Jody when she giggled. Taking the hand with powder on it she began to tickle Jody's ribs. "Are you ticklish baby?" Jody giggled more and more as Kim kept at it. "Yes. Stop." Jody said, now laughing uncontrollably. Kim was having fun and soon Jody had baby powder all over her stomach. Jody would be smelling like a baby for the rest of the night, maybe longer. Kim laughed along as Jody laughed louder and tried to roll, to get away. "I think my baby girl is very ticklish. Isn't she." "Yes. Stop. Stop." Jody pleaded. "Do you want Mommy to stop tickling you?" "Yes. Stop it Mommy." Jody said, without thinking she had just called Kim, Mommy. Kim finally stopped tickling and quickly, as Jody was still laughing, pulled the diaper up between Jody's legs and fastened it tightly around her waist. Kim gave another tickle and then picked Jody up off the change table. Jody was almost in tears when Kim hoisted her up, sitting her on her hip. Kim held out her hand and made like she was going to tickle once again. "Is the tickle monster done?" Kim said, as she moved her hand back and forth. "Yes. No more." "I don't think so." Kim gently tickled Jody as she walked her out of the bedroom. Jody was laughing and telling Kim to "Stop", but Kim kept going until they were out in the kitchen. "Someone is a happy girl." Susan said. "We have a little girl, who is very ticklish." "Is that right. Let me see." Susan said, holding out her arms. Kim placed laughing Jody into Susan's arms. She then turned and walked back into Jody's bedroom. Susan set Jody on her hip and began to tickle Jody in the same fashion Kim had been. "Stop. Please stop." Jody got out amongst her laughter. Susan let her hand down and bounced Jody on her hip. Jody was just giggling now. "I love to see you laugh and smile honey." Jody giggled a couple more times. She was worn out form all the laughing she had done. Jody rested her head on Susan's shoulder as she was bounced. Susan walked around, gently bouncing Jody on her hip. Jody wearing only her diaper and smelling of baby powder, Susan grinned and never wanted it to stop. Kim returned with pyjamas in hand. The pj's were one piece. Shorts and short sleeves that have a zipper running up the front. "Let's get you in these before you get cold." Kim said, holding them up. Susan didn't want to let go of Jody. She was very much enjoying holding her diapered little girl. Susan bend down letting Jody's feet hit the floor. Susan watched as Jody toddled over to Kim. Her diapered bum swaying back and forth. Kim held out the one piece garment. Jody carefully picked up her left foot and Kim placed her foot in. Then her right foot. Kim pulled the pj's up and feed Jody's arms through. As Kim pulled up the zipper on the front, the pyjamas tightened around Jody's thickly diapered bum. "Ice cream?" Kim asked. Jody looked up at Kim. "Yes please." Kim picked Jody up and placed her in her chair. Susan went and got a bowl and filled it with ice cream. She also got a half a glass of chocolate milk. Kim retrieved Jody's bib and placed around Jody's neck. Jody on her knees took her spoon and started in on the bowl of ice cream. Kim and Susan watched there diapered little girl with glee. Jody finished her ice cream and her chocolate milk. Susan knew that the chocolate milk would have Jody getting sleepy in a short amount of time. Kim used a wash cloth on Jody's hands and face. She removed the bib and held it up. "Good job sweetie. Did you enjoy your ice cream?" "It was good." Jody replied. Kim set the bib down and picked Jody up, setting her on her hip. "A little TV before bed?" Jody rested her head on Kim's shoulder and let Kim carry her out to the living room. Kim left Jody on her lap and reached out for the remote. She started Dora from the beginning. Jody moved around a little and finally got comfortable. Kim started patting Jody's diapered bum and before the first episode finished, Jody was sound asleep. Kim waited for the second episode to finish before taking her little girl into the bedroom and placing her in her bed. Jody never moved or made a sound.