Bard Jr

Is this mainly a spanking story? Will diapers be included?

Billy was in the forth grade. He didn't get teased for the shortalls. He would if he was a year older. He was teased because he couldn't tie his own shoes. The teachers had to do that. He was running to get to the bathroom at second recess when a girl stopped him, "You need your shoes tied little boy." She took me to a teacher tied his shoes. He was fidgeting because he was trying not to pee. "Hold still." She held his legs for about ten seconds. It was long enough. His bladder just let go and soaked the pull ups. It was the first time ever. The teacher knew what he was wearing and could guess what had happened. She tied his shores. she put a one on his shirt. She whispered in his ear. "Go get changed." By the end of the day he had a number four on my shirt and a second accent. This wasn't a good day. The teacher pinned a note to his shirt. It explained the toilet accidents and the shoe tying. He ran home to get there before George and Sally. He wanted some time before his clothes were removed. He skipped using the toilet and paid for it. He was so close. He was at the door when bladder started to empty. He just stood there until he finished. Great coming home wet really made it a bad day. He was about to go in when he noticed that the mail had come in. It was early. He checked. There was package. He looked it over. "Yes," It had to be the wet alarm. At least one piece of good news. Other mail which didn't mean anything to him. He did note a letter to the parents of George. It came from the alarm company. It was partly opened so it was easy to open all the way. He read it. It was a warning. That the alarm may have trained the user to pee when ever the music is played. And most importantly don't use the alarm again. It may cause a relasp making the problem even worse. It may even cause daytime trouble. Suddenly the box was taken away. It was George. "It has come. Maybe now you can be a big kid like your brother." George grabbed one arm. Sally had the other. She had come with him. She said, "Let's this little boy inside and undress." She touch the note on his shirt. "I wonder what that will say." They didn't notice what he was holding.

Name: Alex Littleboy Age; 13, looks eight. Height: four foot two. Build: Slim Grade: Fifth Weak Student Likes: Anime, Manga, bikes, science, and staying clean. Hates: Being teased for name, height, and grade level. being treated like a little kid, wrestling, math, spelling, being messy, mud, diapers. Problems: School work, bedwetting, tieing shoes, and thumb sucking. Alex enters the trains and finds a seat quickly. He is embarrassed for what he is wearing. He is wearing a blue shirt with blue shortalls on. He looks like a little kids playing train conductor. There was a train on the bib. It came with a hat and scarf to match. The pink scraff is the only thing different. He looks over all the other kids. The ages varied greatly. He found it hard to determine age. He knew he didn't look thirteen. His heigth didn't help. He saw what the other kids wore. They were varity of uniforms. It didn't make sense why they wore different things. Some boys wore what he had on but with blue and not pink scarf. Some had trains on the bibs while others did not. Some boys had shorts on down to the knees while others it went half way. There were girls in skirts down to the knee and others shorter. Other girls had sailors jumpers. Those with jumpers some had sail boats while others did not. He was thought he was the only one wearing training pants. He had the girls version. He hoped no one found out. He wore them in case he fell asleep and had an accident. A girls with a jumper on took the seat opposite of him. Her hail was in pigtails and her face told me she didn't want to be there. He held out his fist and they did a fist bump. "Hi, I'm Alex. I'm going to start fifth grade. I'm ten." He lied. He didn't want to admit the truth that he was actually thirteen.

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Billy got to the table and pour some cereal. He fought hard to stopped crying and he was surprised that he got it under control so fast. After breakfast, his mom took him upstairs to dress. He wanted to do it himself but she reminded him what three nights in a row meant. "You are not to clean up." That meant he would smell today. Mom got out the Goodnites and shortalls. He hated both of them. He was wearing both of them. While she was fastening the shortalls on, he said, "Mom, when can I use the wet alarm. I want to be dry at night too." "Soon. We had to order a new one. The one George used doesn't work. It should come any day now." "Good. I bet I'll be better than George." "I hope so." He was down stairs and George checked him out. "I hope you stay dry." "I always stay dry. Unlike Sally." "Hey, I've been dry all month. That's why I wear long pants. Unlike by two brothers."

George got in time to see half of the spanking. Billy was already crying. He laughed. "What a cry baby! Can't even take nine spanks." After the spanking, he took Billy by the hand. "Let's show your sister what a cry wet baby your are." Sally was at the table. She was dressed for school in her long pants uniform. She giggled when she saw Billy in wet pajamas. She didn't say anything. She just kept eating. They got bowls and cereal. They were quickly eating. George was surprised that Billy stopped crying so quickly. It seem to last only few minutes. After we were done, we put our bowls in the dishwasher. Sally got to watch tv while George and Billy got ready for school. Mom dressed Billy. Another punishment for wetting the bed three nights in a row. Mom said to George, "You're still in shorts. You still wet the bed too much." George did so. He didn't like it but was glad it wasn't what Billy was wearing. George got teased for being held back. He was eleven when the school year started so he should be in the sixth grade but he had to repeat the fifth grade. He wasn't doing much better. He was looking to another year in the fifth grade if he didn't pick up his grades in last two months. Sally had to repeat the fifth grade as well. She was a year older and in the sixth grade. Sixth grade was still in elementary. Billy was nine but started the year eight so he was right where he belonged in the third grade. George was down first and then Billy. Billy was wearing shortalls. George sniffed him. "You stink." George knew Billy will get tease for both his uniform and the smell. He checked his brother's underwear. It was Goodnites. "I hope you stay." "I always stay dry unlike Sally." Sally heard that. "Hey, I've dry all this month. That's why I wear long pants. Unlike my two brothers." George's day was uneventful. He got home last. Sally started eating when she heard crying. She didn't know if it was George or Billy crying. Even though they were both still in their pajamas it was only Billy that was crying. His pajamas was soaked. She just smiled while they got breakfast. After breakfast she sat down to watch tv. She was already dressed for school. She heard George telling Billy to stay dry and then Billy's comment. "Hey, I've been dry all this month. That's why I wear long pants. Unlike my two brothers." Yes, she has been dry but only because she wears a pad. The accidents hasn't been large since she stopped sucking her thumb but still would be a problem without the pad. She still sucked her thumb but only at home. She could hide her wet pants at home. She was the last to leave home. "Please mom. I really need a bra, even a training bra." "If you can keep your pants dry for another month." She didn't like to wait any longer. She got teased enough for the pants-wetting and thumb-sucking. She got home after Billy and before George.

Billy woke up suddenly. He sat up straight. He felt the wet sheets. Great, I wet the bed again. He got up. His soggy pajamas was clinging to him. He went to the calendar. He wrote down wet. This was the tenth wet bed in month. Not a good month. Then he looked again. Oh no! This was third wet night in a row. His mother was going to spank him. Nine year old boys should wet that often. He hoped George also wet the bed. He hasn't stopped but it has been rare. Billy had hoped the alarm would fail. For awhile it looked like it would. By the time George got out of bed he had already emptied his bladder. It made him look like the big baby he really is. His parents had the diapers ready. Billy really wanted to see George in diapers. But now he was wetting his bed more than his brother. Now he would have to face his mother and brother as well. She came in paddle ready. "Your brother was dry. Are you the same?" She didn't have to check his bed. His pajamasd told the whole tell. '"Third night in a row." She sat on the bed and pulled him over her knee. She got his butt up ready to be spank. She brought the paddle down hard. Smack. He let out a cry of pain. Smack, He started to whimper. Smack. He started to cry. Smack. He was now bawling. Smack. Smack. Smack. His crying was out of control. She saw George at the door. He was grinning. Let him, she though. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Nine smacks for a nine year old bed wetter. Billy was let up. He couldn't stop crying. He wanted to hide in his room until he stopped crying and he could get out of his wet pajamas. His mom wouldn't let him. She led him to the door. His brother was waiting. He had seen the spanking. George took him by the hand. "Let's show your sister what cry wet baby your are."

George awoke slowly. He checked his bed. it was dry. At age eleven it was good to wake up in a dry bed. He got up and marked his calendar. He wrote "Dry" for the night. He looked it over. He only four wet nights in a whole month. This was the best month ever.Last month he was wet ten times. Most of that was in the first half. He was battling with the wet alarm. He had finished peeing before he even woke up. His parents was about to give up. They thought he was lazy. Almost put him back into diapers.Then suddenly he was beating the alarm. He had three weeks without the alarm going off at all. His mother came in without knocking. Bed-wetters don't get earn it. She had the paddle with her. "How did you do?" He showed off his dry bed. "Great job. Maybe next month you won't have any accidents. Get you out of this preschooler bed into a full size bed. Now I got to check on your brother." Billy was his brother. He was nine. He wet the bed only about four or five times a month. They didn't use the alarm because one alarm was hard enough. He did tease George for wetting the bed every night at his age. George hoped to return the favor. He listen. Billy had wet the bed twice in a row. It wasn't likely he would wet again but he could hope. Three nights in a row or in a week meant a spanking. For him, any wet night meant a spanking. He was just too old for it. He didn't hear anything for a bit so assume Billy was dry but then he heard. Smack and a cry. And again smack and a cry. After another smack the cry didn't stop. His brother was bawling like a baby now. Yes, he had wet the bed again. He has to see this.

Helen and Sally were given rubber sheets to put on their beds. It wasn't much of a humiliation because of what they were already wearing. The cabin leader just shook her head. "Look what I got stuck with." They wouldn't get much help from her. They were glad the cabin was just girls. Didn't have to worry about Tony. Sally explained who she was and why she was there. Helen didn't outright believe her but didn't think she was lying. "I know it's hard to accept." She tried to generate a small energy bubble. It was tiny, about the size of a marble. Hard to do any without a wand but something a little kid couldn't do. "Wow! You can do that without a wand!" "Yes, I have been learning to do that. Mostly for parties for show." She stopped and laid down on her cot. "It's tiring. Now I need to do it to get out of here." Helen laughed. "You need a whole lot more than that." "I know." They were given baby doll pajamas. It didn't hide their shame but since everyone knew about it what was the point. Sally dreamed of the two women. They were asking questions over and over. She didn't have the answers. When woke up, she forgot what the questions were. She wished she could remember. She felt she needed find the answers. When she did wake up, she felt her bed. It was dry but remembered that didn't mean much when you were wearing a diaper. She wasn't sure if she was wet or dry. She hoped she was dry. It was heavy and squishy. It was wet. She got out of bed and checked on Helen. She was just waking up. Helen lifted the blanket away. She smiled. "I'm dry." She looked at Sally. Before Sally reply she got lifted in the air and placed on her bed. It was the cabin leader. She wanted to make sure all the other girls could see the diaper inspection. It was easy to tell the condition of the diaper but she drew it out. "Are you dry or wet?" She stuck her fingers between the legs as you would check a baby diaper. "She's wet. Now you get to eat breakfast dressed just like that." She did the same for Helen but said, "she's dry. You may get dressed like a big girl but you must wear training pants." The girls put their camp dresses while Sally had to stand there in her droopy wet diaper. Once they were ready they all went to breakfast as a group. The cabin leader took Sally by the hand. She talked to Sally. It only humiliated her more since she knew she older. The cabin leader name was Mary and only thirteen years. Sally was twice as old. Mary was a muggle and didn't know she was among witches. "Tonight, I will put you in cloth diapers. Disposables should be only used during the day time." They stood in line for their food. Normal breakfast items: eggs, bacon, toast. When they got their milk, Mary made sure Helen's was put in a sippy cup. Sally almost got a sippy cup but Mary pointed to the diaper. The milk was transferred to a bottle with nipple added. "Great a baby bottle." Sally thought. They were surround by little girls. They teased but also wanted to help the baby as they though of Sally. They cut her food and wiped her face. They were more trying to be help full then to be embarrassment. Sally wished their were in their cabin. Life would have been a little better. She thought long and hard as she sucked on the bottle. She was adult and smart. She should be able to think of something. After breakfast, she was changed into a dry diaper. Mary made it clear she wanted no argument and Sally didn't want another spanking. Mary picked the uniform for Sally. It was A form dress meant for preschoolers. It was pink with a bow on the back. It came with a straw school girl hat. She was glad it was done alone. The others girls were already dressed. They meet up with the rest of cabins. The first activity was hike. Sally and Helen were in the back with Mary. They matched along. It was easy not uphill. Sally feeling the flow of magic in her hands. Trying to concentrate the flow. Something easily done with a wand. She was also testing out of spells trying to find which ones she was able to do. She was quietly as possible to say the words. She hasn't learned to do any non-vocally. She almost had one for summoning items when a girl appeared and asked "Can I carry her diaper bag?" Sally then noticed that Mary was carrying a bag. "Why you may? Thanking you for asking." She handed the girl the diaper bag. The girl look into it and then said. "Yes," Before Sally knew it, she had something stuck in her mouth. It was a pacifier. "This will keep your mouth shut." Sally thought "She saw me try to do magic. She didn't want me to do it in front of a muggle." Sally tried to take it out but Mary stopped her. "No, you look better that way. Should have thought of it myself." Now Sally had to try casting spells without speaking. That took a lot more concentration. That's why she ending up peeing in her diaper. Sometimes life was just trade-offs. She didn't tell Mary because she was just too busy. They stopped for a water break. All the other girls had normal water bottles. Helen had a sippy cup and of course Sally had a baby bottle. "Can I hold her bottle?" She asked. "She's not a little baby." "Then why is she walking around in a wet diaper?" Mary checked my diaper. "Why didn't you tell me? I guess she is. You may bottle feed her then." Helen spoke up. "I'll do that." The girl said "Girls in training pants aren't old enough." She lifted Helen's dress. The flowers on the training pants were gone. "You're wet too." Mary said, "Looks you'll have another to bottle feed." "But I'm not in a diaper." "You will be." The girl smiled. She took Sally by the hand and laid her across her lap. She stuck the bottle in Sally's mouth. Sally tried to grab the bottle got her hand slapped. She gave in and sucked away on the bottle. Mary got the diaper bag. She took out a changing pad, wipes and diaper. She laid Helen on it. She tore the sides off the pants and pulled it out. She clean Helen up with a wipe. The diaper went under her and between her legs. She fastened one side and then the other. Sally was done with the bottle. She and Helen switched places. She got a pacifier and her diaper changed. Helen was bottle feed. Once the bottle was empty, it was replaced with a pacifier. "Now we have two babies," the girl said. "I"m going to be your big sister Amy." Along the way Sally was getting better at casting spells even with a pacifier in her mouth. She watch as object flew towards her and away. Doing this would mean more toilet accidents but that was a price she was willing to make. When they got back it was lunch time. On the menu was spegetti. Helen and Sally got their food and headed to the nice little girl but was stopped by Amy. "Big sister has to help." She took them the table with the girls from their cabins. She took their forks. "Babies shouldn't have forks." Now all they had was their hands. They did their best but the food was either on their face or their laps. She clean their faces. "Looks at your dresses. Next time you'll need a bib." She stood them up and took off their dresses leaving them in just a diaper. Sally tried to cast a spell but was bumped before she could complete it. She just ended up wetting her diaper. Amy laughed when she saw the diaper start to expand. "Are you going pee pee in your diaper? Now we have to change you." Mary was there. "Not now. We can do that during the next activity. Baby care. You can help me lead it. we don't need the dolls." She looks at Helen and Sally as she said this last part.

Nancy taped the diaper on Jill. "Sorry but I will have to be firm with you today. You will sit on the potty between classes. I will have to do the same with Cindy and Pam as well." She dressed Jill in her school uniform this time. She wanted Jill to know who was in charge. Jill followed Nancy to breakfast. She did slow a little so she could use her phone. She didn't know what to do. "She will take me potty and expects me to use it. What do I do?" The message came back. "Ok, use the potty for now. Make sure Tam and Pam become depended on Nancy. They will use the potty now but soon Nancy will have her own problems to deal with." At breakfast, they were a gloomy group. Three were in diapers and two in training panties. Nancy didn't like this. "Come on gals. We have a minor setback but we will overcome this. We are strong." Tam said, "Yeah, we are. It was only one bad day. Let's make this a great day." This got us all excited. We got ready for class with a positive attitude. Jill did comment to Tam and Pam, one at time. "Do what Nancy says. Don't think about if you need to potty. Nancy will be our mommy and worry about that for us. Depend on her." They agreed. We all used the potty before class. The first class started well. We handed in our homework and attendance was taken. Yesterday's homework was return, execpte for Nancy and Jill. The teacher took out the paddle. "We have two naughty girls here." She showed us the two papers. They both had a large F on each. "Come forward." Nancy and Jill came forward. "Jill will be first." She had Jill face the board and place her hands it. Her dress was lifted and diaper was tugged down. She didn't last long. She was crying after two blows. Smack against her already sore bottom. She was stinging after only five smacks. She was glad that this would be the only spanking for her today. All her other homework was fine. Nancy wouldn't be so lucky. Nancy was next. She got ten smacks. Each hit you could tell on her face it was starting to get to her. She was holding firm but how long would she last. Jill softly asked Nancy questions though the class. She could tell this was frustrating her and making it hard for Nancy to concentrate on the lesson. After class, it was potty time. Cindy did put up a struggle but did use the toilet. This made Nancy more upset and almost late for class. That didn't matter. She couldn't believe she got another F in homework. She was up in class getting spanked again. Jill watched as each blow was given. Smack, smack, smack. Nancy was started to whimper. Smack, smack, smack. It looked like she might start crying but she held. After it was down, she turned to face the class. Tears were rolling down her face but she didn't make a sound. Jill kept an eye on Nancy. Nancy did struggled to hold on. She didn't take much notes or looked like she was paying much attention. She couldn't take much more. After class, Nancy looked extremely worried and talking out loud. "Please not again." She did take them potty but didn't check to see if they used it. Her mind was else where's. Jill didn't pee. She could tell that the other girls didn't either. They were too concerned about Nancy. While teacher was handing back the homework, Nancy just closed her eyes and crossed her fingers. Jill got her paper. It was a C. Nancy was next. It was a big F. Nancy opened her eyes and then got big when she saw it. "Not again." The teacher pointed to the front. Nancy just sat there. Again the teacher point to the front. Again she just sat there. The teacher pulled her chair and dragged her to the front. The teacher got a chair, sat down and put Nancy over her knees. The dress was up and the blows started. Smack. Nancy was sobbing. Smack. Smack. She was crying now. She did have some control which kept the volume down but that didn't last. Smack. Smack. She just lost it. She was bawling. Smack. Smack. Jill heard Janice laugh. She turned and saw Janice giggling and pouring a liquid onto Nancy's chair. It held it there making a large puddle. She heard her phone. It read, "Make sure Nancy sits down and stays seated." Nancy was getting her last spank as Jill tried to understand the message. She knew what to do but not sure what it meant. Nancy was still bawling when she walked back to her chair. She was trying to control herself but failed. Jill was there to guide her and make sure she didn't see the puddle. Nancy was too busy crying to notice. She sat down and felt the wetness. She tried to get up but Jill made sure she stayed seated. Jill could smell it now. It was pee. The teacher would know what it was and would believe Nancy had done it. With Nancy seated in the puddle her dress would soaked it up and then though to her panties. Further proof that Nancy had wet herself. After few minutes, Jill raised her hand. "Teacher, I think Nancy peed." The teacher didn't look happy. She didn't bother to ask Nancy to stand up. She just picked her out of her seat. Her bottom was soaked. Nancy denied it. "The chair was already wet." She niffed Nancy. "It smells like pee." She lifted Nancy's dress. "Why did you just sit there? Look your panties are soaked too. Proof you just peed yourself but don't want to admit it." She addressed Janice. "Take this little girl to be changed." Janice was delighted. Jill concentrated on class waiting for Nancy to come back. It was no surprise when she started to pee in her diaper. This would be the norm from now on. She wondered if the others were still dry. Nancy came back with a pacifier in her mouth. Janice said, "She just wouldn't stop crying." Jill wondered if she was wearing training panties now. That question was answered soon after class. Girls kept lifting her dress to check. She was still in panties. It was lunch time now. Nancy didn't take us potty and no one ask. If they were dry, they wouldn't remain that way. Jill peed again. Her diaper was soaked and she started to tug on it. This brought Nancy back. Nancy checked Jill's diaper. "You should have told me." She looked at the other. She hoped they had stayed dry. She lifted up Tam's dress. Her training panties were soaked. Pam was next and in the same condition. She didn't have much hope for Cindy or Mindy. Neither were dry. This meal was worse than breakfast. There was no hope at all. Jill made sure they had plenty to drink. The need to pee would be to quick to give them time to even consider using the potty. Nancy will get more spankings. No help there. Sure enough she was so worried about spanking she forgot to take them potty. Nancy again got spanked again. She was crying so much the teacher put her in the corner for ten minutes until she was down to sobbing. Nancy got to her seat. Tears still flowing down her face. Jill wondered if her face wouldn't be the only thing wet. Jill didn't stay dry. She could tell that Cindy and Mindy had wet their diapers. They were fidgeting and then stopped. Nancy almost made though class dry. Jill was beside her chair for help on classwork. Nancy put her legs together. A sure sign she had a urgent need to peed. Jill put her hands on Nancy's knees and pull her legs apart. She held her legs still. Nancy was vulnerable. When she got the urge to pee, she couldn't stop herself. Jill could hear Nancy peeing on herself. Jill lifted Nancy's dress just high enough to see the puddle in the chair. She let Nancy go. Nancy put her legs together and put her hands between her legs. This only made the front of her dress wet as well as the back. She started to cry. Nancy will find it hard to keep herself dry, let alone anyone else. The class was over so the teacher took her to be changed. Will she still be in panties in the next class? Jill didn't know

She picked a seat by herself but that didn't stay that way. A girl joined. "You're too little to be by yourself." Sally didn't like that. She wanted to say she was adult but knew that wasn't going to be believe. She might as well get used to the age she was now. "Hey, I'm seven years old." The girl laughed. "You look and act more like four. Your dress is too short and you sit with your legs apart makes it easy to see your panties. I mean training panties" Sally put's her legs together. "Don't worry. No one else has seen them. Yet." She holds out her hand. Sally shakes. "I"m Helen. I'm nine so seven does seems young. I'll try to help go potty or change if you have an accident. I have to wear pull-ups at night so I do understand but don't tell anyone. Even the camp couseler doesn't know. My parents doesn't know so they didn't put it on the form. They don't tolerate that at this camp even kids your age. It would be even worse for me." Sally was glad to have a friend. And she was also glad that boy wasn't on the bus. She didn't know they were more than one bus. They talked as the bus drove on. Sally did have memories of being younger and Helen did like the things she liked when she was a little girl. "Power Rangers are still cool. At least in my book." Helen said. The bus made a stop for a meal and potty break. Sally didn't feel the need to go until she stood up. It was to strong. Before she could attempt to stop it, she was half way done. She just let it finish. Helen noticed she had stopped. "I know that look. I have younger cousin. She looks the same when she just peed." She takes Sally by the hand. "I'll take care of you." They are the last two off the bus. There's a women with a clip board. She notes every child that gets off. She see Sally and stopped her. She looks at the clip board. "You're on of those." She lifts the back of Sally's dress. "You're wet." She notes it on the clip board. "This is not a good start. Now I got to change you." Helen speech up. "I'll take care of her, ma'am." "Fine." She gives Helen a pull-up. They hurry to the bathroom. Helen quickly changes Sally. She has to hurry. She needs to pee to. She just makes it. They get a seat with the other kids when the other bus pulls in. Sally is surprised. She wanted to say something but couldn't. Helen see this and asks. "What's up?" "I didn't there was another bus." "Yep two buses." She hoped the boy isn't on it but sure enough he walks in with the kids from the others. He points at her but says nothing. He's at another table which Sally is glad. When the food arrives, Sally feels something being tied around her neck. It was the woman from the bus. She was putting a bib on Sally. She took Sally's glass and pour the drink into something. Sally didn't know what it was. That is until the top was but on. It had nipple on top. It wasn't a sippy cup but a baby bottle. "You should be gratefull you're too big for a high chair." Sally tried to eat carefully but still ended up with a messy face and bib. Helen did help clean Sally up but the woman noted it on the clip board. Sally knew she wasn't going to escape the bib or bottle. The kids did tease her bottle in spite of Helen. She could hide the training pants but not her sucking on a baby bottle. She tried to hide behind Helen hoping the boy wouldn't see it but suddenly she pulled back. She was turned around and there was the boy. "I saw with the baby bottle. You baby." He mimed drinking from a baby bottle. "I bet you had another accident. Did they put a diaper on you? You should be wearing one." He reached down to lift Sally's dress but he was bumped out of the way by Helen. "Lay off her you creep. Like looking at little girl's panties do you." She shoved him further back. "You better not do that. You'll get in trouble." He moved forward just to get push back again by Helen. He did that because the saw the woman coming. He exgrated the push. The woman saw this grabbed Helen and swatted her on the bottom. "No fighting young lady. You'll get a spanking once we get to camp." Sally wanted to say something but since no one talked to her the bracket keep her silent. They got on the bus. Sally had a worried look at her face. She didn't like that Helen would be punished for defending her. Helen saw the look. "Don't worry. That woman doesn't like me. She uses any excuse to spank me. She doesn't spank too hard. If it was Ms Hamilton, that would be a disaster. But I didn't see her on either bus." Sally was relieved. If Helen wasn't worry why should she be. It should have been only a hour longer to camp but construction made it over two hours. The kids started to get worried many needed to pee. Helen didn't mention it but Sally could see that she was getting desperate. Sally couldn't keep herself dry. She wet after an hour. She wet again just as they were pulling in. Her training pants leaked creating a little puddle on the seat. She kept her dress out of it. They got to camp with kids racing to get to the bathroom. Helen tried to hurry but was stopped by the boy. He was one of a few kids who used the bathroom after lunch and not before so he wasn't in a big rush. "Time for your spanking." That delay was too much for Helen. She put her legs together but didn't stop the flow of pee going down her legs. The boy pushed Helen down. It turned from light to dark blue as the dress absorbed the pee. Helen got up mad. She pushed the boy back. She was about to do it again when a woman different from the one on the bus. "I warned many times before about fighting." She looked at Helen's back. There was a large wet stain on the back of her dress. "Did you just wet yourself? It was bad enough to have deal with your bed-wetting last year." Helen looked at the woman. She was shocked and scared. "Ms. Hamilton. This boy was bully at the.." Ms. Hamilton swatted Helen's bottom. "No, back talk from you." Sally wanted to point out that the woman did ask Helen a question. Also to say that the boy was using his feet to cover up the wet spot Helen had made. The boy said, "No, she already wet. Look at the ground. It's dry. If she had just peed it would be wet. And why is her bottom wet if she peed standing." Ms. Hamilton grabbed Helen. "Good point Tony. Let's check the bus. Let's see if we find a wet seat." Helen keep denying it as she was dragged back on to the bus. They got to where they had sat and sure enough there was a puddle. Ms. Hamilton took off Helen's dress and used it to wipe up puddle. Helen had to walk off the bus in just her underwear. They were meet by the women from bus. She had a paddle. "There you are. Time for your spanking." She saw Ms Hamilton. "She was fighting at the rest stop." Ms. Hamilton took the paddle. "I'll deal with her." It was then she saw Sally. "Take care of this one." The woman took Sally by the hand. She lifted Sally's dress, her bloated training pants told the tell. "I'll put this one in a diaper for the rest of the day. It had an accident at the rest stop and this looks like a double." Ms Hamilton shook her head. "Bring her along. I'll spank her too." They took them to the bathroom/shower room. The boy, Tony, was disappointed that he couldn't watch. Ms Hamilton sat on a bench and pulled Helen over her knee, faced down, her bottom in the air. She brought the paddle hard against Helen's bottom. Helen winched. Then two quick swats. Helen was tearing up already. Three more. Smack. Smack. Smack. She was sobbing. Four more, two on each side. "That's for fighting at the rest stop. Now for fighting here. Now two quick smacks had her bawling. Each smack just kept her crying. She finished another set of ten. "Now ten more wetting yourself." Her bottom was red now but that made each smack hit even more. Helen tried to say a lot of bad words but they didn't come out right. Ms. Hamilton got the message. "Soap her." The woman took Helen over to the sink. Helen knew what was going to happen but she couldn't stop crying so she couldn't close her mouth. The bar of soap went right in. The woman pushed the soap back and forth getting a good lather. Helen's mouth was covered in soap bubbles. She was taken to a corner and had her nose place firmly in the corner. "Keep your nose against the wall." Ms Hamilton said to Sally, "You're next little girl." Her dress was removed and she was over the Ms Hamilton's knee. She could hear the paddle as it whoosed through the air. She didn't last as long as Helen. She was crying on the first smack. The next two had her bawling. She tried to control but the next smack took any hope away. She just couldn't stop her. Her bottom was stinging after five. The sixth set her bottom on fire. The next four came slowly. She couldn't control her legs. After the tenth one she bawling like a baby. In spite, Ms Hamilton said, "Soap this one too." Sally wanted to close her mouth but she couldn't stop crying. The soap bar went into her mouth. Her head was bent down. She felt the bar pushed back and forth in her mouth. The taste was awfully as her mouth filled with soap sudds. Suddenly it stopped and the bar just sat in her mouth. Her nose was placed in a cornier. She was told to keep it there. She heard Ms. Hamilton talking to the woman. "Get a diaper for the little baby and a pull-up for the big baby." Sally was still crying the woman got back. She was allowed to rinse her mouth out. Sally got placed on the floor and got diapered. The woman did use a lot of baby. power. Helen wasn't as lucky. She still had the bar of soap in her mouth. She was now wearing a pull-up. The woman was about to put their dresses back on but Ms. Hamilton stopped her. "Take them to their cabins like that." Tony was outside waiting. He was delighted to see them. He said to Helen. "I wish you had a diaper on too." He followed and pointed them out. Kids laughed and tease them. Asking where their binkies were.

They got ready for bed. Jill when she had the chance, drank two glasses of water to make sure she peed. When she woke up in the middle of the night it wasn't hard for her to let go. The pee flowed over her soaking her bed. She just went back to sleep. Nancy woke her up in the morning. Nancy had her bathrobe on and looked worried. Jill wondered why. That is until she remembered her wet bed. That's must be it. Jill moved the sheets to reveal the damage. She whimpered. Nancy said, "Don't worry. I'm sure this was just a flux. I' got some dry sheets for us. I mean you." She helped Jill take the sheets off the bed. "We'll put them on the bottom of the dirty clothes hamper so no one will notice." Then they put new sheets on Jill's bed. After that Nancy dressed Jill for class. "Now head to breakfast. I have something to do." Jill didn't know that was but did was told. Jill got a message on her phone. "Did you wet your bed?" She type "Yes." "Good. Remember no potty today. If you can try to wet before first class. Make sure Nancy doesn't find out but make sure the teacher does." She got her food sat with Cindy and Tammy. "How did you sleep?" Cindy smiled. "I was dry last night." Tammy said, "I'm so proud." Jill lied. "I was dry too." "Where Nancy?" Tammy said. "She had to do something." A girl walked up with frown on her face. "Did you all sleep babies last night?" "No, Janice they were dry." Tammy said. "Lucky them. I doubt they will stay that way." She left and Pam and Mindy join them. Jill didn't like Janice. "What's her problem?" Pam said, "She's want a charge to but she's just too bossy." They started eating. They told about their dry night. "Mindy was wet this morning but she's still doing better." It wasn't long before Nancy joined her. She was in hurry so she just eat. They picked up their homework and books and headed to class. Nancy was in hurried. What ever so did put her behind scedule. She didn't even think of checking Jill's training panties. Jill wet them on the way to class. They did get to class just in time. They handed in the homework. The class went well. The teacher didn't seem to notice that Jill was wet. That is until the teacher called Jill to do work on the board. She walked up to the board funny. The teacher didn't say a word, just lifted up Jill's jumper. "I was warned about you. Nancy." Nancy didn't ask question. She came forward and was put over the teacher's knee. She felt it but held up well. Her skirt did stay down the whole time. The rest of the day Nancy did keep an eye on Jill. Jill didn't stay dry but Nancy made sure she was changed. Nancy didn't like the lack of potty use. "I might have to put you into diapers if you don't shape up." At lunch Tam and Pam were proud of their charges. "No accidents. They soon will be in training pants." Across the room we could hear Sammy proclaim what a baby Bettys Wetsy. After eating lunch, Tam, Pam and Nancy took the trays to cleaning area. It was then that Jill got a message on her phone. "Show Cindy and MIndy this and tell them..." She didn't know what it meant. When she show them it their eyes got wide. "Are you going to do as you're told?" They nodded. Nothing seems to happen until geography. The worst class to get punishment in. Jill handed her homework in but Nancy couldn't find it. She was shocked. She knew she did it but it wasn't there. Jill knew why. Nancy was over Ms. Johnson's knee but her skirt was up for her. It stayed up. It was then that Tam and Pam came in late. Each in turn went over the teacher's knee. Smack after smack could be heard. They were whimping after they punishment. They had their skirts pinned up. They took their seats slowly. They didn't remain seated for long. Janice was called on and she said, "I think Tam wet herself." The teacher walked to Tam and lifted the front of Tam's skirt. Around her panties was a puddle. Tam whimpered and got out of her chair. She walked to the front and put her hands on the chalk board and bent down. Without warning, the teacher lifted Pam's skirt. She found the same thing. Pam joined Tam up front. They each got spanked taking alternate turns. They already had soar bottom so they didn't last long. Pam broke first. She bawled like a baby pleading for it to stop. A few smacks later Tam joined in. After that they had to take their skirts off and wipe up the puddle with them. They got to put their skirts back on but they were clearly wet. After class they teased for it. We did our homework after school. Nancy made sure to put her homework where it belong. Jill couldn't do anything about it. Cindy and Mindy ask to use the potty but when they got back they hadn't use it. However soon after they wet their diaper. This puzzled Tam and Pam since their charges had been so good. They were so busy taking care of them they forgot their needs. Pam suddenly felt the need to pee but it was too late. It was pouring down each leg as her bladder let go. Tam tired to make it in time but Janice brought her back. She hadn't made it in time. They had to spend dinner wet. At dinner, I told Cindy and Mindy what to put into Tam's and Pam's food. I did the same for Nancy. It didn't seem to do anything. At bedtime, Nancy made sure Jill used the toilet and had no fluid. Jill did drink a glass of water before bed when she could. Jill also got a message, "Take Nancy's robe off in the morning. And get the sheets out from yesterday." That seems pointless but she would do it. The next morning Jill's bed was wet again. Nancy didn't know what to do. "I may have to put you in diapers from now on." She went out of the room. Jill got the sheets out from yesterday. They were a little damp and smell. She shocked to find four sheets. She wondered where the other two came from. Nancy came back with what looked like four. "Why do we need four?" Jill said. Nancy didn't say anything. "Yes, why do you need sheets at all?" They turned it was Janice. Nancy started to walk towards Janice to tell her to leave. Jill grabbed the back of Nancy's robe. Jill held on while Nancy moved forward. This pulled the robe off of Nancy. Her light blue pajamas was dark around her bottom, up half way her back, and down to her knees. She smelled like pee. Janice walked over Nancy's bed and pulled back the sheets. Nancy's bed was wet too. Nancy had wet the bed. Janice saw the other sheets. She checked them out. "It looks like both of you have a secret." Jill thought now I know where the other sheets came from. Janice grabbed and Jill and Nancy pulling them out of the room. Nancy broke away and so did Jill. Nancy walked backwards into the arms of Sammy. This freed Janice to get Jill. Together they took them to the office. The girls saw them in their wet pajamas and knew what happened. They got to the office. Tam was being spanked. She was still in her pajamas. She looked wet too. Pam was bawling in the corner. Her wet bottom told us why she was there. Jill now what she had done. It cause all three of them to wet the bed somehow. Janice showed the smell sheets. Since the sheets was not really wet it told them it wasn't from last night. The woman didn't like any of this. Janice was next for a spanking. She was the only one that didn't cry. Jill bawling when it was her turned. After few spanks she just couldn't stop herself. They each got a corned for five minutes. They were told that would be given the walk nightly from now on. They were sent to breakfast in their pajamas. Before they went, Nancy was told to put a diaper on Jill, while Tam and Pam had to put on training panties. Jill asked, "What's the walk?" "You'll find out."

They were taking pictures of the kids with the Easter bunny. Almost looked like a large bunny. The magic was just too good. It bothered her that she had to wait her turn. She could now be opening the last of the eggs but no she had to wait in line.. She was so sure of the results. She imagined herself opening the last egg with skittles. She would be an adult and not a child. She lifted her arms in triumph. It was then she found that she was beside the bunny. Her arms were not the only thing up. Her dress had caught on the bracelet and was raised up as well. They had taken a picture at that exact moment. The kids all a laughed. The boy was the worst of all. She knew the picture would move like any other in the magical world. It would show her lifting her dress and showing off her wet training panties. She was so embarrassed. She was in tears. She ran back to her basket with tears flowing down her face. She was sobbing softly. This couldn't get any worse. She had twelve eggs to open. That is until the Sutton twins added three more eggs. "This is for coming in second place in the egg toss. We will save these for last." Sally hoped it was good news. She grouped the eggs in two. One by one would be too slow. She opened two. Both M&M's. She was down to sixteen. Another two. Still M&M's. She was down to age fourteen. Her hope was fading. The next two didn't help. More M&M's. She was down to twelve years old. She still could move up to eighteen. She didn't move up. She went down. Her age was now ten years old. She was scared she would go down to preschoolers. The next two stopped the slide. They were Goobers. Still at age ten. She remained at age ten after the next two eggs. All that work only got her to age ten. The last three eggs which she won could get her to young teen. She opened one. She groaned. M&M. The next one got her crying. She was now eight. She lost it on the last one as the M&M came out. She would be seven years old. She was sobbing loudly. The women pretended to comfort her. They gave her a baby doll to hold. Anyone watching would find the scene cute but they knew this only made Sally feel more like a little girl. They even stuck a pacifier in her mouth. She did look too old for one but sometimes older kids needed it. Sally sucked on it as she felt her bladder release. The training panties just did hold it. However, the woman could see what she had done. "We'll change you know." They too her each by the hand and lead her to the bathroom. She had to face teasing about the pacifier and the soggy training panties. As they changed her, they told her what will happen next. "Yes, you will go on vacation and at the same place. However, you will be going with a group of children though you will be the youngest one. Most of the others will be nine or ten. The youngest is eight. We told them about your night-time problem so they will have diapers for you." They pointed to the eggs. "Thanks to your wager, it's more likely to be nightly problem." She pointed to the training panties. "You can hope the diapers will be only at night." They took her to a bus. They signed her over. The lady looked over the paper work and over Sally. She wrote down "Needs pacifier". She lift's Sally's dress. "Ok, you're in training panties. You're old enough to tell us if you need changing. If you don't, we will paddle you. We don't tolerate naughty children. Also you need to use the toilet at least some of the time to say out of diapers." She got on the bus. The vacation she was looking forward to was turning into a nightmare. The women waved to her as the bus drove away. The bracelet would last one more day but they hoped never to see her again. They were wrong.

He's listening carefully as she describes what is happening. All she knows is the bad dreams without any details about the dreams. "The bedwetting may be physical. I'll have him checked out." He wonders if what gave him his powers also has negative effects else wheres. He goes to Peter's room. He taps on the door. "Hey, Peter, It' Tony. Can I come in?" He waits for response. He hears "Come on in." He walks to the room and grabs a chair from the desk and sits. He doesn't comment about Aunt May's worries. He wants Peter to tell him on his own. "What's up?"

Tony was straighting his tie when his phone beep. He picked it up and read though the message from Peter's aunt. This was disturbing news. His mind was blank on what to say. He let it go for a few hours thinking what to do. It was until lunch time that he called her. "What's up?" He listened carefully. "I'm not sure what I can do." He thought about the time it would take. Did he have avilable to him. He looked though his calendar. "Ok, I can give a month. I can only hope it will be enough. I'll right over." He called for a car and drove over. He knocked on the door. When Aunt May answered and let him in, "Where is he and how's he's doing?"

They took her to building besides a park. There were many little witches and wizards waiting to act like normal non magical kids or ones called muggles. The two had left with the other adults to hide the eggs. She knew they wouldn't make it easy to find the eggs she needed to find. She walked around the kids taking note of each one. They seem fine. Good kids that will give her a chance. That is until she heard one laugh. It was a boy around age eight. "You walk funny little girl. And shouldn't you be with the little kids." "Aren't we little kids?" He laughed. "Not that little. I bet you still wear training pants." He tried to lift her dress but she stopped him. "I'm sure you are. By the end someone will need to change you." She wanted to do something but she didn't want to risk her chances of success. It wasn't long before the hunt had began. The kids raced out of the building and Sally tried to follow as best she could. She looked and did find some. Most of the kids were helpful and left her some eggs to find. The boy wasn't. At times he took eggs just as she was about to pick them up. After ten minutes, she counted her eggs. There was twenty. Good but she needed to find the mother load. She knew it was out there somewhere. They didn't control what was inside the eggs but they did control where to put them. They would put the skittles ones in the hard to find place. She look around. Where could that be? Then she saw it. It was a big jungle gym. It was there or no where. She got there and started to climb the ladder. She didn't get far up. Something was holding her back. Finally she was just pushed off the ladder altogether. She was sure this was the place but how to get up. It was then she noticed that she needed to pee. She was so busy with the egg so she didn't feel it until now. No time for that. She needed to get the eggs. She saw the slide. It was her only chance. She started up it. The boy was having fun getting eggs and bullying others kids for their eggs. Once in awhile an adult would zap him. It only hurt a little but enough to stop him in his tracks. He stopped to see the little girl who walked funny. He smiled. "I got to lift her dress. I bet she's wet by now." He saw her running to slide and start to climb. She must know something. He joined her on the slide. She got on the slide and started up. It was slow going but she didn't feel anything stopping her. This was her chance. Then she felt something grab her foot. She turned and looked. It was the boy. He was laughing. "I will get the eggs." She pushed and pushed but he still held on. He was starting to pull her down. She had to do it. It wouldn't be much. She reached out with her wand hand. She concentrate fully and sent out a shock bolt at the boy. It was enough to get him to let go and he slide down to the ground. That concentration was enough to cause her to lose control of her bladder. She felt the training panties expanded was she peed it it. It was too late now to do anything about it.. She was embarrassed to be wet but she had to no choice. She climbed on. The boy had been in a perfect position. Sally didn't think of it at the time. The boy looked up her dress and saw the training panties. He even noticed when she peed in them. He did want to climb up but he didn't want to take the shock again. "I do know what you are wearing and so will the other kids." He ran off to find more easy prey. She got to the top. It still wasn't easy. They were a lot of places to hide eggs. She found them just as time ran out. It was twenty eggs. These must be the best, she thought. They were all orange. There had been no other egg with that color. She took them to the two. "Let's opened now and find out my fate." She was twenty one and didn't want to get younger. Older wouldn't be as bad. Each egg was either m&m, goobers, or skittles. She left the orange for last. Her best chance. The first egg was m&m. Not a good start. Down one. Then two goobers, Still at age twenty. She smiled when the next five were skittles. She laughed. She looked at them. "Now I'm twenty five." She opened another. M&M. Another. M&M. Again M&M. Seven more times and seven M&Ms. They laughed. "Now your fifteen." Five more eggs before the orange ones. Those five were skittles. She was back to twenty with the twenty orange. Could she handle being forty. It would be hard but better than being a little kids. She reached for one but was stopped. "Time for the egg toss. Have to open after." She didn't like it. This confirmed that she was on the right track. The delay was highly eggnoyring. She laughed at her pun. They lined up the kids in two lines facing each other. They gave eggs to one side. The instructions were simple. They were to toss the eggs back and forth. If the egg breaks you were out. After each toss you took one step back. She was glad she didn't get the boy. They started out closed so it took a bit before the first eggs broke. At first it was slow but it rapidly dropped to three sets of kids. Sally and the boy were two to the six. The boy was next to her but she didn't even look at him. She tossed the egg to her partner. She juggled but still held on. The boy next her wasn't so. He tried to catch it but ended up slapping it against his chest breaking all over himself. Now it was down to two teams. Sally got ready to catch the egg but the boy lifted her dress. She pushed aside but this throw her off balance she fell on her back. She looked up as the egg was flying towards. She reached her hands up to catch it but it slipped through her finger landing on her face, breaking open. Egg yoke all over her face. The boy looked down on her. He showed him his egg. "I win." He smashed the eggs on top of her head. He lifted her dress. "Look. She still wears training pants and she peed in them." Her shame was in full display. They could tell that she was wet. She got up and dropped the dress but it was too late. She had deal with the teasing from the other kids. She went back to the two. Her only hope was the remaining eggs. They did clean her face. The egg in her hair they left and told her she would remain in the wet training panties for awhile. She opened the next egg. It was a goober and so was the next. Not what she was expecting but still good. The next two wasn't good, m&Ms. She was down to age eighteen. Then two more goobers and then another m&m. She was down to seventeen. Where were the skittles? She was down to thirteen eggs. The next egg was a skittles. Back to eighteen. She had hope. She reached for another egg but was stopped again. "Time for pictures with the bunny." She cried out in frustration. When will these delays ends?

When they got to a hotel checked in and in a room, she started to regain control of her voice. "Who are you? What do you want with me?" She wanted to run out of the room but her body just wouldn't do what she want it to. "You better let me go or I will scream." She inhaled deeply. This was a bad move. If she had just started to scream it would have been all over but the time it took to breath gave them a chance to put a bracelet on her arm. Now she couldn't talk. "Now you won't be able to scream or talk unless spoken to and only enough to answer. She took off Sally's dress. "The bad think about that bracelet is now we can't do magic on you. We have to undress or dress you just like muggles. Get her nightwear out including the diaper." Sally didn't like the sound of that. She was placed on the bed like a baby about to get her diaper changed. Which was the thing that was about to happen. "We are the Sutton sisters. We want the thing that you just made. It will make us rich." She took off Sally's training panties and start to clean her up. She wanted to say that it's not working yet but was unable to. Why can't they just take it and leave her? "You wonder why we can't just take it. Because if we leave you, you might just be able to tell on us before we can get away. If we can make you more like a little girl by the time the bracelet wears off people won't believe you because they will think you are just a little girl. The Easter egg hunt should help us sell that idea." She got the cloth diaper with the diaper pins. She put it underneath Sally. She fasten one side and then the other. The baby pants went over the diaper. Sally had to think of something. She does. It was her only chance. She smiled big hoping the woman would ask her a question. The only way she could talk. The woman did. "What are you smiling about?" "I know how to ensure that I act like a little girl. But you must take a chance." "How?" "Magic three different candies. One to make me younger, m & m, one to be neutral, chocolate cover peanuts and one to make me older, skittles. I can't tell from the outside. If I find enough m & ms I will be a little girl." "Yeah what if you find more skittles?" "That's the chance you have to take." "Ok, but you must wake-up in a wet diaper or no go." "Deal." Sally was dressed in a short nightie and given a doll to sleep with. She didn't want to wet the diaper but what choice did she have. That night she stayed in bed and wet the diaper. She didn't like the feel as she peed on herself. The diaper didn't feel too bad wet and so did managed to get back to sleep. It was soaking wet in the morning She was worried that she had peed again in her sleep. She thought that was impossible but worried it was. The women was happy. "We will do it." While they did it she had to stay in the wet diaper. After they had finished, she got changed into dry training panties and a cute little girls' dress with a bow on the back. "Let go. We got eggs to hide and you to find." (Arthor's note: For non-Harry Potter fans, muggles are non-magic people.)

Sally talked into her hand mirror. "Yes, mother! I will relax on the trip and I will not work on it. It's finished." She patted a box next to her in car. It took her months to get it ready. She had lied to her mother. It was close to completion but not done yet. It needed a few improvements to correct one problem. She had to work on it. Trip or no trip. "I just need to supervise the egg hunt tomorrow and than I'm on vacation. The kids are so excited. This was their chance to do what muggle kids do." She closed the mirror and got out of the car. She drove because that was best she could do. Flying scared her and apperating was beyond her abilities. Her age spell dropped off. She just didn't have the strength. She looked more like eight which isn't a good think to look while driving a car. Muggle cop pull you over. A whole lot. She hobbled over to the restaurant. One leg shorter than the other. It make it hard to walk but not even magic could correct it. She have tried. She got to the door waved her wand hand to open it when she got really dizzy and confused. Her dress shorted and looked more like something for seven-year old with puffy sleeves. She started to fall but was caught by two sets of strong arms stopped her. "Carefull there little one," She heard. She was lead into the restaurant. She could hear and see what was happening but just couldn't say or do anything. "Table for three. This one needs a booster seat." They got to table. A booster seat was put on a chair and she was put on the booster seat. She was given a child's menu while the two looked over adult menu. They acted like they knew each other. She had no idea who they were or why any this was happening. They ordered for her. "She's so excited about tomorrow that's she speechless. She'll have the spaghetti and a bib. We need to keep her dress clean." The host agreed and even brought her drink in a sippy cup. They did keep her entertained and keep her drinking from her cup. They kept the cup full with magic. By the time the food arrived, she needed to pee. It took a minute before they understood her. They got her to her feet but since she couldn't walk fast so she didn't get far before her bladder let go. It streamed down both legs and puddled on the floor. They apologized to the host. "We know this could happen." "I told you she wasn't ready to be out of training panties." The host brushed away the remarks. 'It's ok." She knelt down next to Sally. "Don't cry. Little girls have accidents too." Sally then noticed she was crying, tears flowing down her cheeks. The host waved her wand and the puddle disappeared. "We'll take care of her." They took her to the bathroom. They lifted her dress. Her wet panties turned into dry, thick underwear with plastic covering. The covering had dolls on it. "This is much better. You don't need to worry about any more accidents. If the dolls disappear then we know you are wet." They took her back to the table. One said, "Little one's all dry now." She was back on the chair and they got a bib on her. She didn't think she needed it but after a minute no matter how much she tried a lot of the food was either on her face or the bib. Her dress would have been a mess without it. While she was eating, a fourth person joined them. "She couldn't make it so asked if we would fill. We told her no problem." "Who's the little girl?" "Our niece. She's looking forward to the egg hunt. But as you can see she's not mature for her age." They talked about the details of the hunt and finished by the end of dessert. After the person had left, they started to clean her face. "We wanted you to get use to a messy face. It will happen more often." When they started to leave, Sally wanted to use the bathroom but they stopped. "No time. Beside we want you to have an accident. It makes you feel more like a little kid." They lifted her dress and saw the dolls disappear. "We could change you now but you need to use to being wet." They got in her car and drove away. Her wet training panties was so embarrassing. Her mind started to clear but she was so puzzled. Who were these people and why were they doing this to her?

Nancy did change Jill before last class. "Now I have to check you each time." Jill's pacifier came out the same time Nancy's dress came down. That was after last class. Nancy then took Jill potty. Jill didn't use it even though she had to pee. She waited till five minutes later and then pee in it. Nancy said, "Why did you go while you when on the potty?' "It wouldn't come out." "Don't you want to be in big girl panties? You won't be if you keep wetting yourself." They did their homework after class. Though how would you call it homework if you were still in school. Oh, well it was work no matter what you call it. Nancy, Tab and Pam did their work and then looked over their charges works. Jill had to do it over several times before Nancy said it was good enough. They had only an hour to play before dinner. Nancy said, "All must be taken by now." Jill said, "Run ahead. You're faster and I can put the homework in our room.." "Ok, but be quick." When Nancy was gone, Jill changed half of Nancy's answers to wrong answers. She threw away the homework for Ms. Johnson's class. Nancy did get a ball and we had fun. Jill forgot what she had done. Nancy tried to take Jill potty but Jill was already wet. At dinner, Tab was talking all about how Cindy was potty and no accidents in her diaper. "Mindy had two accident," Pam said. Nancy was ashamed of Jill. "She was so good this morning." "Maybe it was just bad luck. It is her first day here." "I hope so," Nancy said. Jill got the desserts. She knew what to do . She was told to put coconut on Nancy's. It was a powder form so it wasn't as visible. Though she was sure Nancy would taste it but she didn't. Jill wasn't sure what it was to do but so far it wasn't doing anything bad at least.

Jill was glad she had used the toilet before she got the message. That only delayed things which in fact made things worse. Forth period math teacher was more lukewarm to Nancy. She gave hard problems but was complimentary when the answers were correct. When Jill got three questions wrong in a row, she had stand in front of class with a dunce cap on. After class, Nancy warned Jill that in any other class she would have spanked as well. "She doesn't spank as much as Ms. Johnson. She's geography." The bell rang to end the class. Jill got up and looked at her phone. "Do you have to pee now? I grow impatient." "yes," she typed. "Do it." She did do it. Nancy took Jill to the next class. Didn't ask if Jill needed to pee or if she needed changing. Jill kept quiet about her soggy pull-on. When she got to the class there were two seats available, one in front and one in the back. She took the one in the front. She kept her legs together for a few minutes. After that she started to spread them apart. She kept her eyes on the teacher. The teacher didn't seem notice but she didn't call on Jill to come forward. Jill though she have noticed but instead ask Jill to point out seven countries, Spain, France, Germany, England, Canada and the United States. She only got Canada and the United States right. She got another dunce cap. Ms. Johnson pulled out the paddle. Jill knew she was going to get it but before that happen the teacher put her hand on Jill's shoulder. "Something else is not right besides your answers. Did Nancy take you potty before class?" She shock her head. "Did even check to see if dry or wet before class? No." She lift up Jill's jumper to reveal the soggy training panties. The teacher felt the panties. "Cold, so she didn't just do it. Nancy get up here." Nancy walked up with her head down. "How can allowed your charge to come into my class with wet clothing?" Nancy had not answer. "I will not put up with that from anyone." She grabbed Nancy by the arm and lead her to a chair by a paddle. The teacher sat down and put Nancy over her lap. She lifted up Nancy's dress to reveal her panties. She got the paddle and started to spank Nancy. Jill winced each time the paddle struck. She knew it was her fault. Nancy got ten. Nancy was sobbing by the end. After the spanking, Ms. Johnson took Nancy to the desk. She got a paper and wrote something on it. She lift the back of her dress and pinned it up with the paper. Jill didn't see what was written but the rest of class did. When Nancy walked back to her seat some of the student swatted her behind. It was Jill's turn. "Ten for the wrong answers and ten for being in wet training pants." It didn't take long to get Jill crying. It didn't take even five. It wasn't quick. It was spaced out just enough to make the delay an agony. She bawling by the end. The teacher took her to the desk and put a pacifier in her mouth, took her back to her seat and firmly planted her there. The pain shot through her body as she sat down. After class, Nancy asked Jill, "Why didn't you tell you needed to pee? Or that you were wet?" Jill only say that she forgot and that she was sorry. Nancy went to their last class with her dress up. Students who walked by her kept spanking her. Jill read the noted on her back. It said, "Spank me." The next teacher wanted to take the note off but Nancy said "Ms. Johnson did it." The teacher left the dress up.

They head back to their room. In front of their door was girl. "Out of the way, Violet." "Got yourself a little sister to take care of." Violet lifts Jill's dress. "How long before you have to put her in diapers? With you, that wouldn't long." She looks at Jill. "Enjoy those training pants while you can. Nancy's not much help." She leaves. "Don't mind her. She always wanted to part of the program. She's want control. Not to help. Teachers love her and don't care what would happen to her charges." They enter the room and started to put things away. She doesn't have much. School uniforms,, short-alls with snaps at the crotch and shorts the same way. "When you get out of the training pants, you will get normal clothes." In the drawers, she noted alot of pull-ons. She hoped she wouldn't need them. She finds a bathing suit looks like meant for a six-year old, also thick plastic panties with ruffles. "Those are swim diapers. Sorry you will need to wear them for now when in the pool." Nancy gets out the map of the school. She points out each class. "Our homeroom is the furthest away but we should be able to make it in time so don't worry. I'll make sure you don't get a spanking." Then she shows her Jill's bed. "I put a under-pad. I hope to avoid diapers. I am taking a chance with this. They really want me to put you in diapers. However, I am allowed to do this but if you do wet, I'll be spank along with you. I think trust is important. Prove me right." "I know I can stay dry." She pauses. "I need to go potty." This time it's real. She looks at her watch. "I must warn you. They don't allow too many toilet uses if you don't use it. It may mean being barred from the toilet even if you really need to go." This time Jill did pee in it. Nancy was so proud of her. Jill was part glad but part sad. She was adult and using the toilet shouldn't be a big deal. Nancy said. "Now for study hour. I missed school today but got homework to do. You can look it over to see what we are going over." They join up with the other four girls. Jill cringed when she saw Cindy. Her diaper was just visiable under her dress. Jill didn't want to end up like Cindy. Jill didn't have much to do. She looked over the work page off page when Nancy got done with one. She barely understood it. This was not going to be as easy as she though ti would be. Even if she was just in the sixth grade. The only major point was one girl had fit with another. 'I don't care. If you can't wait then go in your diaper." When Jill asked Nancy, Nancy said "That's Sammy. She's just as bad as Violet only she has a trainee. Her name is Betty but people call her Betsy Wetsy." Jill could see that Betty couldn't hold and must be now sitting in a wet diaper or worse. She didn't want to think about that. After dinner, Nancy made sure Jill didn't have liquids. "You want to stay dry tonight." Jill got a message on her phone. "Stay dry tonight but only tonight. Be a good girl for Nancy. Use the toilet. At lunch things will change. Be prepared." She was good. She did everything Nancy told her to do. The nightie was as bad as the dress but she wore it. Nancy got her up in the night to use the potty. She made no fuss even though she was tired. In the morning, her bed was dry. Nancy said, "I'm so proud of you. Last night I was really worried because it's worse night of all. Being in a new place even non-bed-wetters have accidents. You made it though with no fuss at all." At breakfast, Nancy told the girls all about. "I was warned she would be a pain and to put her diapers to her her place but look at her. She's an angel. I doubt I will have any problems with her at all." "Cindy was dry last night," Tab Said. "Things are looking up. At home room, she introduced Jill. "She shows no signs of bad toileting skills and should in panties by next week just like me." Jill was a good girl and told Nancy when she had to use the potty. She had trouble with work but help of Nancy they manged to get by. Nancy didn't bothered to ask Jill about using the potty. Then Jill got the message on the phone. She didn't like it one bit but she had not choice. She had to do what it said.

They get to the lunch. There are only few students. With the delay in the office and getting changed most of the students have already finished. Nancy picks out speggettie and meatblls for both of them. "Level two juice for this little one." "What's that?" Jill gets answer right away. A sippy cup is put on the tray. "I'm a big girl." "Just be thankfull that's it's not level one. Baby bottles are worse. Now be a big girl and carry your tray." Jill picks it up and follows Nancy. They wind up a table with four other girls. They are four in a lline. The two at the ends are dress like Nancy and the two in the middle like JIll. Jill puts her tray bsides Nancy. She sits down. "Jill is new here. She's in the sixth grade. She'll start tomorrow. I got to her settled in first." She motions to the girl on their left. "All of us started a month early. It's a new program for mentor's and trainees. This is Tab, short for Tabatha. Next to her is Cindy. Tab mentors her. Pam is the mentor for Cindy." A woman brings something over to Nancy. Nancy put a cloth around Jill's neck. Before Jill could protest, "Just in case." To the girls, "Sorry I missed you at breakfast. Did Cindy have another wet night." Jill noticed the baby bottle in front of Cindy. "Yes, She peed right though the pull-ons. I will have to put a cloth diaper on her from now on." She patted Cindy's head. "Don't worry. I'm sure it will be temporary." "Is she wearing now?" "Just a disposable." Cindy said, "But i've been dry all morning." "Yes, you have and i'm proud of you." Mindy didn't want to be left out. "I'm dry at night for two times in a row. Only pull-on's during the day." Pam said. "Keep up and a week from you'll be in big girl pants at least during the day." Jill said, "How many students have toilet problems?" "Not many. It's just those in mentor program. Even they don't have many. Tab, Pam and I are in top of our class so we get the difficult ones." Jill eats as best she can but this is starting to be too much. She gets some on her face and bib. She doesn't want to think of it as a bib but that's what it looks like. She needs her phone so she can call out. After she finishes, Nancy cleans her face. "Not bad but sill glad you had that bib on. Didn't want your dress dirty." Jill was shocked when Nancy hands Jill's phone to her. Thank god she thought. She looks at the phone and turns to Facebook. It only does that when a message is posted. It's a video message. It takes her a few seconds to release that it's the lunch room here and it's live. Someone know she's here. The message says go to the bathroom. "Nancy, I got to pee." "I was about to suggest it but glad you asked first." They head to the bathroom. Nancy's pulls down Jill's underwear. Jill sits down. "I'll be just outside if you need me." Jill types in "Here." Message appears. "Good." A picture of Jill's teacher friend in high school appears. "i Know about him and can get him fire if you don't cooperate." "Please don't. He needs the job." "Then be a good girl and so do as you're told. I will tell you not try to contact anyone with this phone or anything else. As the video shows I have my eyes on you. Right just be good. Win over the trust of Nancy. When I tell you to do something. No questions. Just do it. Bye." "Ok." She holds her down. What have she gotten herself into. "All done." "Yes." She get's Jill up. She looks into the toilet. "Too bad. Maybe next time." She pulls her the pull-ons. Jill wonders who was taking the video in the lunch room. She was too shocked to notice where the camera could have been. "Let's get you unpacked."

No problem. It's not just boarding schools. I don't know the numbers about it. When I went to school in the seventys it was elementary.

Boarding school. Sixth grade is part of middle\jr high.