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I would certainly prefer a onesie over underwear, but they're not as feasible during the summer time due to the heat

not me I'll be going to sleep in my very wet  goodnight

Kimberley had started to be aware of the need for the bathroom. She did not have time to get there before arriving at her class. However, she had not wanted to be noticed so she went to the back row of the class Half an hour into a two hour class her bladder was demanding attention. She put up her hand. For ten minutes Ms Green talked to the class about Abraham Lincoln. She ignored the girl at the back of the class for as long as she could. Miriam Green at last asked her “Kimmie, you have a question?” “Ms Green, may I have permission to use the bathroom?” Ms Green remembered how cruel Kimberley had been when Sarah had a bed wetting problem. The poor nine year old had heard teasing because everyone in her school had been told, by her half sister, that she often needed diapers. “Kimmie, do you know the school rule about the bathroom.” “I am not sure Ms Green?” Miriam sighed. She then said “You should have the rule book in your bag, read rule seven.” Kimberley read She was slow and hesitant. The rule said “Hall passes shall not be issued. Students outside the pre kindergarten and kindergarten are expected to use rest rooms before school, at recess or at lunch.” Miriam then said: “Did you think the rules did not apply to you? Or were you too stupid or immature to go potty at the proper time, Kimmie? Permission is denied” By recess time Kimberley was getting REALLY uncomfortable. Ms Green made an announcement “Today we will be orderly. The class will leave single file starting with the front row.” Kimmie really struggled. As she finally left the class she was aware of a slight leak. Then she saw the line for the rest room. Then Kimmie no longer needed the bathroom. Other girls saw the stream and the puddle. Kimmie’s face went very red Jane Chang saw, she inwardly smiled and went to the School nurse. The nurse was busy with a girl who had cut herself during games. She also thought that changing children who wet themselves was not really her job. The nurse said “She can go to Molly Hughes.” Molly Hughes had not graduated from the high school. She had been in the same grade as Kimberley. She remembered how much Kimberley had teased her. She had complained. Kimberley had ruined her 12th birthday. Kimberley had arranged party on the same day and invited all of Molly’s friends, but not Molly Molly was an assistant in the Kindergarten and Pre kindergarten section. She helped kids who needed extra help. One of the things she did was help when little girls had ‘accidents’. Molly had been very sympathetic when a couple of girls in 4th grade had been ill and got the same problem. “Did Kimmie wet her panties like a baba; does she want to be changed like a baba?” Kimberley said nothing. She let the 18 year old remove her jumper. She lay on the plastic covered oversized changing .  tab:e “Somebody really did lots of wee wee.” Molly washed Kimmie’s special area with a baby wipe. “If this happens again you will have to see the nurse, babies who wet themselves do not have big girl hair there, not that you have much?” Kimmie blushed. Molly produced a pink and white pair of thick cotton towelling panties. “You are very lucky; some of our kids are overweight, so there are toddler trainers in your size.” Kimberley saw the insulting underwear. She shook her head. “If you prefer I am sure there are diapers in your size.” Molly smiled and she continued: “Kimmie you have two choices, you can say ‘pwetty please, would Ms Molly put lil' Kimmie in toddler twaining panties’ “Or I will look in our diaper drawer.” Molly held up her cell phone to record as the 17 year old who had not so long ago acted as if she owned the town said “Pretty please will Ms Molly put Kimberley in trainers?” For the rest of the day Kimmie got comments about her ‘accident’. After school Jane was very pleased to tell her sister and Kimberley’s half sister what had happened. Sarah had done acting lessons. She managed to seem surprised. “Obviously I need to remind Kimmie about going potty more often.” When they got home Sarah had a question for Kimmie: “Is forgetting to go potty at the right time and making an icky puddle in the corridor a good thing or a naughty thing?” Kimmie said “It’s not my fault, I couldn’t help it.” Sarah said: “Not answering your baby sitter is rude, so unless you want your punishment to include a soapy mouth you should answer my question.” The 17 year old was barely audible “P peeing on floor is not good.” Her 13 year old sister went on. “What should Kimmie ask for when she has been naughty? I’ll give you a clue you can bring my hairbrush when you curtsey and ask.” Kimberley was very red faced. She went upstairs. She offered her half sister the heavy hairbrush. She then curtsied and asked to be spanked. The spanking only lasted for five minutes. However it was painful and humiliating. Kimmie cried and kicked. Her corner time lasted longer and not only did she have to hold up her jumper dress but also she knew that her childish training panties would be on display for her mother. Just after Abigail arrived home with little Emily the little one needed changing. Sarah took the opportunity to ask “Does Kimmie need to go potty?” Kimberley got that question six more times before she went to bed. Half way through breakfast, with Emily on the potty chair, Sarah again asked the 17 year old her insulting question “Does Kimmie need to go potty too?” As Kimmie was finishing her breakfast Sarah, kindly, offered her another cup of coffee. It tasted sweeter than usual. (Sarah had doubled the additive.) The first session of that day was gymnastics. As soon as the lesson started Kimmie noticed a need for the bathroom. She also struggled because she was not as flexible as her younger classmates. Forty minutes into the class she was in agony. The class had been on for about an hour when it happened. Kimberley was using all her strength to hold herself up on two parallel bars. Certain other muscles had less strength. The whole class saw her pink leotard suddenly turn yellow. Ms Patterson was very angry. She asked Amy, the youngest in the class, to walk the 17 year old to Molly Hughes room. Again the 17 year old had to politely ask for toddler training panties to avoid being put it a diaper. Molly then walked Kimmie to the school nurse. Kimmie had to lie down whilst the nurse thoroughly shaved her little bush. The gym class had not quite ended. Ms Patterson finished it with a fifteen minute spanking for Kimmie 16 little girls watched as the tall athletic teacher had the 17 year over her knee, with training panties around her knees and jumper right up. WHAP, WHAP .WHAP! Kimmie struggled a bit but it was hopeless. She kicked and bawled like a baby. It seemed to go on all day. All Kimmie was aware of was the pain. It went on and on. She was barely aware that the former professional athlete who was teaching her physical education was only using her hand. It hurt as much as Sarah with the hairbrush. At lunch time Jane texted her big sister. Ann Chang told Sarah what had happened. Abigail agreed to meet them after school. Kimmie was surprised when her mother arrived. Abigail held one of her hands and Sarah the other. They walked to the Chang’s shop. Kimmie blushed as her mother asked: “Do you have any training panties which would fit this young lady?” Mrs Chang shook her head: “No, I ordered some especially for the school, but I can get some for tomorrow.” Kimmie was relieved not to have any further spankings. She was however reminded a dozen times between getting home and bed time about ‘going potty’. Sarah let Kimmie read a little, after she was sent to bed at her usual 7.30. Sarah even made some sweet coffee. Kimmie woke up in a wet bet bed. Kimmie had lots of anxiety but no actual accidents at school. That afternoon Sarah collected her. Kimmie was very embarrassed to be taken into the fitting room for training panties to be fitted. Mrs Chang had another suggestion “I think she may have to take some wet things back. We are used to that problem, with some many Mommies, like yours using cloth diapers, there is a special bag with a waterproof compartment, and it has enough room for school books.” Sarah also talked loudly about Kimmie’s wet bed and a plastic sheet was purchased. The training panties were thick terry cotton. There was a special thicker section in the appropriate area. They did not have plastic waterproof covering. Sarah was again very happy to offer her less mature sister coffees. That evening, Kimmie found herself being reminded to go potty very often and usually needing to. Kimmie was very embarrassed that all the girls in her class and most of the kids in the school knew she was carrying a diaper bag for her own needs Again she woke up in a wet bed. Sarah again gave her a humiliating reminder as Abigail was putting the not yet 2 year old on the potty chair. It was the day of the math test. Half way through Kimmie really needed the bathroom. She tried fighting it but after 15 minutes just soaked her training panties Kimmie came 17th out of 23 in the maths class. That was humiliating for the 17 year old amongst all those under 11s. At the end of the test she was again walked Molly for a change: As the pre kindergarten assistant was washing round Kimmie’s now hairless special area Molly remarked: “Maybe you would be more comfortable in the pre kindergarten girls, they are more used to soggy accidents.” Texting is very efficient as a means of communication. Lots of girls from Kimmie’s old class from 4 years earlier happened to be at the make-up counter when Kimmie had to go to a different counter and buy some dri nites. Kimmie was grateful that there was just one more week of classes. Kimmie had 5 soggy accidents between Monday and Thursday. She also needed three spankings by Miriam Green, There was no math test that Friday. However there was an extra physical education session. The worst thing happened. Kimmie hoped the training panties under her leotard would hide the slight leak. Then she was told to do more vigorous exercises, and then there was no more hiding the wetness. On the last afternoon there was a whole school assembly The Principal agreed that the assembly would be extended. There was one more 15 minute section. It was Kimmie’ spanking The sound of the 17 year old’s bawling filled the school hall as the small paddle again and again landed on her very soon totally scarlet rear. For the rest of the assembly lots of girls looked to the left of where the announcements were made Kimmie had been told her hold her jumper dress up, with trainers around her ankles during her most public yet corner time. Abigail made an announcement at breakfast the next morning, Saturday: “I think Emily is ready for proper potty training, no more diapers for Emily?” Again Sarah gave Kimmie a couple of extra cups of special coffee. Kimmie had hoped that the training panties would not be put on her when away from school, with its strict limits on potty break. Kimmie’s initial refusal to wear the trainers got her five minute visit over Sarah’s knees. Although the spanking was briefer than and not as severe as the one given by Ms Patterson the previous afternoon, it did hurt a lot. About an hour before they were to leave Emily asked for the potty. Abigail unpinned her diaper and sat the nearly two year old on the potty chair. Sarah, not yet 14 talked to her nearly 17 year old half sister “I think Kimmie should go potty too.” The late teen girl stamped her feet as she went up to the bathroom. Sarah offered Kimmie another cup of coffee. Kimmie had not been happy when her mother took her out with the toddler. They did not go shopping first. It was a nice summer day. There were some swings at a little park. Emma got put into one especially safe one. Kimmie shook her head vigorously when Sarah asked “Does little Kimmie want to play on the swing.” After 40 minutes Emily was bored with the swings.  Abigail took her daughter’s hand. Sarah took Kimmie’s hand. They first walked by the river. There was a little waterfall. Sarah and Abigail talked about potty training techniques. Kimmie had started to need the bathroom before they had left home. Now it was getting uncomfortable. Finally they got to the Chang’s shop. They talked about Emily “Emily sort of knows when she needs the potty but it is hard to unpin her diapers in time sometimes.” Mrs Chang offered a packet of disposable pull ups. Abigail explained: “I do feel that disposables are bad for the environment.” Mrs Chang showed a set of training panties very similar to the ones under Kimmie’s dress. Sarah had a question. “Will they be enough protection?” Abigail remarked “The thing is Emily does not leak, when she tinkles it is a lot, I fear there would be a lot of puddles.” Mrs Chang went to the back of the shop. She came back with a pair of training panties, also in pink and white terry cotton but with a clear plastic on the outside. “I think these panties will avoid any puddles if Emily has accidents.” Texting is very efficient as a means of communication. Lots of girls from Kimmie’s old class from 4 years earlier happened to be at the make-up counter when Kimmie had to go to a different counter and buy some dri nites. Kimmie was grateful that there was just one more week of classes. Kimmie had 5 soggy accidents between Monday and Thursday. She also needed three spankings by Miriam Green, There was no math test that Friday. However there was an extra physical education session. The worst thing happened. Kimmie hoped the training panties under her leotard would hide the slight leak. Then she was told to do more vigorous exercises, and then there was no more hiding the wetness. On the last afternoon there was a whole school assembly The Principal agreed that the assembly would be extended. There was one more 15 minute section. It was Kimmie’ spanking The sound of the 17 year old’s bawling filled the school hall as the small paddle again and again landed on her very soon totally scarlet rear. For the rest of the assembly lots of girls looked to the left of where the announcements were made Kimmie had been told her hold her jumper dress up, with trainers around her ankles during her most public yet corner time. Abigail made an announcement at breakfast the next morning, Saturday: “I think Emily is ready for proper potty training, no more diapers for Emily?” Again Sarah gave Kimmie a couple of extra cups of special coffee. Kimmie had hoped that the training panties would not be put on her when away from school, with its strict limits on potty break. Kimmie’s initial refusal to wear the trainers got her five minute visit over Sarah’s knees. Although the spanking was briefer than and not as severe as the one given by Ms Patterson the previous afternoon, it did hurt a lot. About an hour before they were to leave Emily asked for the potty. Abigail unpinned her diaper and sat the nearly two year old on the potty chair. Sarah, not yet 14 talked to her nearly 17 year old half sister “I think Kimmie should go potty too.” The late teen girl stamped her feet as she went up to the bathroom. Sarah offered Kimmie another cup of coffee. Kimmie had not been happy when her mother took her out with the toddler. They did not go shopping first. It was a nice summer day. There were some swings at a little park. Emma got put into one especially safe one. Kimmie shook her head vigorously when Sarah asked “Does little Kimmie want to play on the swing.” After 40 minutes Emily was bored with the swings. Abigail took her daughter’s hand. Sarah took Kimmie’s hand. They first walked by the river. There was a little waterfall. Sarah and Abigail talked about potty training techniques. Kimmie had started to need the bathroom before they had left home. Now it was getting uncomfortable. Finally they got to the Chang’s shop. They talked about Emily “Emily sort of knows when she needs the potty but it is hard to unpin her diapers in time sometimes.” Mrs Chang offered a packet of disposable pull ups. Abigail explained: “I do feel that disposables are bad for the environment.” Mrs Chang showed a set of training panties very similar to the ones under Kimmie’s dress. Sarah had a question. “Will they be enough protection?” Abigail remarked “The thing is Emily does not leak, when she tinkles it is a lot, I fear there would be a lot of puddles.” Mrs Chang went to the back of the shop. She came back with a pair of training panties, also in pink and white terry cotton but with a clear plastic on the outside. “I think these panties will avoid any puddles if Emily has accidents.”  

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how does she see your diaper?