Orion

"Okay, well get dressed and we'll go to the Mall. We can eat at the food court, and then see what's playing at the theater" Sam said, leaving Marcie some rare privacy to change.

"No, this is perfect for you." Candice said, knowing that the drugs should be starting to hit her by now, making her more agreeable.

Lena took Skylar by the hand and walked her slowly towards the nearest girls room. "Okay honey, its not far, just this way." Lena said as they walked. As they approached, the Janitor had blocked it off for cleaning.

Alex was finally on her own. At least for the next month. It was the last day of her senior year and she started her half mile walk home. It was a beautiful day in Aurora, IL, in the mid 60's, but after a harsh midwest winter, it felt absolutely tropical. Wearing her favorite World of Warcraft t-shirt and loose fitting jeans, the game turned hacker fiddled with her iPhone as she walked, unaware that she was missing something very important.

Christine giggled as Uncle Mike pulled her out of the toilet bowl. "Nakie!" She cooed. She as Uncle Mike held her, while Mrs. Watson dried her off and dressed her again. Christine snuggled into her uncle as he carried her outside to the car. As he opened the door to the SUV, she saw her pink carseat which she was quickly deposited it. She sat there looking at Uncle Mike as he strapped her into the five point harness. The crotch strap pushed her skirt up, showing off her pull-up to anyone looking. For the first time since she came to live with her Uncle, she was starting to have second thoughts about her charade.

(If I could make a suggestion, they may want to get a baby monitor, since Christine has nightmares) Christine sat on the potty waiting for Mrs. Watson and Uncle Mike to finish talking. She didn't want to go still, but sitting there was really starting to test her control she wanted to go so badly, but she wanted to have an 'accident' even more.

Christine waited patiently as Mrs. Watson put her hair into pretty pigtails. When her hair was done, Mrs. Watson decided to take Christine to the potty. "Yeah, I don't want to accidentally be flushed down!" Christine said. She has to pee but decided to hold it, wanting to have an accident later.

Christine loved her new outfit, and that she was back in her pull-ups again.

Christine continued to let Mrs. Watson wash her. She loved this so much. She smiled and played with her toys. All too soon, the bath was over and Mrs. Watson helped her stand, holding out a Minnie Mouse towel for her.

Christine nodded to Mrs. Watson able up the preschool, deciding to leave the decision up to her uncle. She blushed when Mrs. Watson checked her pull-up, and praised her for staying dry.

"I was a senior in high school, I'm was only a few weeks from graduating." Christine said, changing th subject,

Christine was excited for her bath. She smiled at her Uncle until he took out his phone. She knew something was wrong, but she understood that work was important, still not really sure what he did for a living. She let him pick her up and carry her to the kitchen. She was once again handed over to Mrs. Watson. Christine snugged up to Mrs. Watson. As she was being held, she decided to ask some more questions, now that Uncle Mike was out of the room. "Mrs. Watson? Am I going to be going to school? I assume since I'm four now, that would mean preschool?"

Christine squealed as Mrs. Watson lifted her up like a toddler, and strapped her back into her booster seat. She waited patiently for Uncle Mike to cut up her pancakes before she took the fork that was offered to her and dug in. She had never tasted pancakes this good in her life, by the time she cleaned her plate, he mouth and bib were both covered in crumbs and syrup. She just looked over at Uncle Mike and smiled at him. "All done!" She cooed.

Candice stomped her foot, "oh well, it's not for everyone" she said, mentally cursing

"What movie do you want to see, and did you want to go out to lunch, or eat here?" Sam asked while Marcie showered.

"Because at that age, most children still wet the bed, so we just want to stop messes before they happen." Lena said, she figured the drugs should be setting in by now, "do you need to potty, honey? Before we go to the infant room?"

(I figured, just wanted to be sure) Christine blushed when Mrs. Watson spelled out her potty training rules. She didn

(Sorry for delay, busy work day, is she putting Cristine back into the wet pull-up?)

Sam walked into the bathroom while she was showering. "Honey, it's okay, these things happen. It's going to get better."

"Okay then, let's move on the nap room." Lena walked Skylar into a room full of cribs, with three changing tables off to the side. "This is where the preschoolers and the toddlers take their naps. Everyone sleeps in a crib and everyone is diapered for nap time." She waited for a reaction from Skylar.

"Time to wake up honey, it looks like you had another accident." Sam said, letting Marcie wake up a bit more. "Why don't you go hop in a shower and we'll get lunch, then go to the movies."

Christine appreciated the praise. For pooping like a big girl, but she really didnt want to be a big girl just yet.

"That's a good girl." Lena cooed. She took Skylar by the hand and led her out of the kitchen. "Let's start with the preschool class." Lena said, walking her down the hall. She stopped outside the door. "This class is mostly three and four year olds. They are all in various stages of potty taining, although we do require they be out of diapers by the time they enter this class, and they have less than two accidents per day." She paused and looked at Skylar before continuing. "In this class they learn about letters,

When Nikki finished the milk, Candice cleaned her up and removed her bib. She picked her up again and carried her to the living room and turned on a hypnosis video.

Sam closed Marcie