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    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. 

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I have a feeling I know where this is going, but it looks like fun getting there. More please

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Well written, looking forward to reading more.

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Excellent introduction. I have a feeling this will be a great story!

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looking forward to seeing where this one unwinds

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Nice beginning. Would like to read more.

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This is the start of a fascinating story. I join all the others who anticipate additional chapters.

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Please neverdry, actually stick with this story this time and finish it... I'm kinda over being burned by getting attached to your settings or in Jody's case, the character.

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Please neverdry, actually stick with this story this time and finish it... I'm kinda over being burned by getting attached to your settings or in Jody's case, the character.

Once I finish this one, I'm going to get back to Jody's New Job.

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I agree with the others. 1, that this is a great story so far, and that I would like to see both stories mentioned be finished. 

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Great start. Neverdry. Loving this one so far. Can't wait for more.

(And, yes, I too am looking forward to seeing Jody's New Job continue after this one.)

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This story has me more intrigued than any story has in a long, long time. I'm a sucker for any story in which a small girl gets humiliated by larger girls of the same age or younger. I'll be circling this thread like a buzzard over carrion, waiting for new installments. :)

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    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?." 


    "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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I'm loving this so much. The predicament Michelle was put in regarding the choice of a swim diaper or the potty was masterful!

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That bomb that Michelle's mom dropped on her about Tracy was heartbreaking. I really feel bad for her. 

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I feel for Michelle, not having any true friends through school can be hell on anyone.

I am hooked and eagerly awaiting the next chapter.

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6 hours ago, Cya said:

That bomb that Michelle's mom dropped on her about Tracy was heartbreaking. I really feel bad for her. 

No doubt. I felt my stomach get all twisted up as I read that. Riveting stuff.

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Made me soo soo angry.. I would call the constible on her if I knew where they were.

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Super great story! Can't wait to read more :) 

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    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." 


    "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. 

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I truly adore this story. Please keep 'em coming, because I'm waiting with bated breath.

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really enjoying this story a lot:)  cant wait to see what they do with her next :)

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     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. 

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Very fun story, and It's got some of my favourite things. :D

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love the slower regression.  this story rocks!!!

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