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Emma was so happy that daddy wasn't upset with her. She was trying so, so hard to be a big girl to make daddy proud. She looked like she might cry until he scooped her up and snuggled her. She sucked on her pacifier, and listened to what he said. Emma had always wanted daddy to love her, and in some sense she had been craving attention. Today had been upsetting in some sense, but in other ways she was lapping it all up, enjoying the attention. She snuggled into James, feeling rather sleepy, but well loved.

With every step Emma took her diaper crinkled. She was sure that everybody there could hear her. She sucked on her pacifier and James smiled at the two before noticing the diaper. He was aware that after tonight Emma would be back in diapers for a long time but didn't say anything. "I tried to be a big girl daddy." Emma sniffled behind her paci.

Diapers? That was bad, really bad. Emma was so embarrassed about the messy state of her diaper and began to whimper, wanting to protest when mommy requested a diaper from the other lady. After the lady left, Emma was lifted onto the changing table and tears streamed down her face. Her pacifier fell out. "No mommy please no diapers, I didn't mean to." This was beyond embarrassing, here she was about to be changed out of a wet and very dirty pull up into a thick, crinkly pampers. She was going to have to spend the night in diapers. Only for tonight she reminded herself.

Emma had just barely made it through the song, and was relieved when daddy was able to take her to the potty. She was squirming in spot, and knew she wouldn't be able to make it much longer. It had been nearly twenty minutes since she'd requested the potty. Emma was now in the bathroom and was close. She fidgeted in spot, and felt her bladder loosen which emptied into her pull up. Without warning she let out a small fart, and felt the warm mush enter her pull up. She started to sob, sucking onto her pacifier harder. "Mommy..." She didn't want daddy to be upset with her!

Emma had been given some paper to colour with when she was placed in the high chair. She didn't bother focusing on being neat, she was just having fun. Part of her was very worried that someone was going to realize she was sixteen, and not actually two. A lot of guests at the wedding cooed at how sweet she was, and what a big girl she was with the flowers. There was lots and lots of pictures. The music started and Emma snuggled in between mommy and daddy, resting her head on daddy's chest. Only a minute into the song she realized something. "I gotta potty daddy..." She whimpered. She knew it wasn't just pee, either.

Emma giggled as James pulled on her pacifier leash and kept sucking on it. She was grinning from ear to ear when daddy said he was proud of her for going in the potty. She wasn't sure why it made her so happy. She wasn't really used to this much attention but it felt very, very nice.

Emma felt very proud of herself for making mommy happy. This was *her* special chair. She hadn't peed a lot in the potty, but mommy seemed proud of her and that made her happy. She stood up as instructed and peeled off the old pull up, throwing it in the trash can. She followed mommy into the bedroom, wearing nothing and sucking on her pacifier. James was in the room finishing up getting ready and Emma smiled broadly at him. "Daddy I went pee in the potty! " He smiled at her as she waited for Carol to get her dressed for the night.

Emma had been to Carol's house a few times, and nodded when she suggested she go potty. "Okay mommy...." She blushed a bit and looked shy. "Can I call you mommy?" She asked hopefully, in just her pull up. Her mommy may have unclipped the pacifier but at least she let her keep sucking it. When she got nervous she would suck on it and found it very soothing. Emma made her way into the bathroom and was surprised to see a toddler potty, that was exactly her height. She got on it and within a few minutes had peed a little bit. "Mommy I went pee..."

She loved being picked up by daddy, and a lot of people 'awwed'. To them it just looked like a little girl excited to see her daddy, which she was. Emma looked every bit the toddler part, no one would believe she was sixteen.

Emma was very nervous about going out in front of everyone and sucked harder on her pacifier. All she had to do was act like a baby girl and that's what they would think she was! It was so easy, and it was only for the one day! After that she could go back to being a big girl. She stood holding her flower petals and gave Carol a tight hug. "You look pretty." She said shyly looking over the much taller lady. Emma was given a gentle nudge out and sent down the aisle to sprinkle flower petals. She scattered them with everyone watching her, sucking harder on her pretty flower girl pacifier. It gave her comfort. When she got closer, she got excited to see daddy and ran over to him.

Emma didn't want to watch the children's content at first but found herself singing along with and having fun with Doc McStuffins as she sucked her pacifier. This show was just for toddlers, and she got entranced in it giggling. Maybe this wasn't too bad after all.

Emma blushed as Carol commented on her wet pull up and started to suck on her pacifier again. The clean pull up felt nice, and she had to admit rather comfy. Carol looked so pretty as she was getting ready, her dress was nice. "Can i watch tv?" She asked quietly. The wedding would be soon, but she wanted to have something to do! Her dress didn't cover her pull up, it in fact seemed to show it off.

Why did it mean so much to her that Carol was proud of her? When she requested that she lift up her pull up she nodded enthusiastically and lifted up her dress, sucking harder on her pacifier. "Yes mom- Carol." She said with a blush. This was only for today so she couldn't get too used to being taken care of. It made her a bit sad.

Emma supposed that wasn't too bad... if no one knew she was sixteen, she could just pretend to be a baby girl! After all it was only for the one day and then things could back to normal! She hugged Carol tightly. She didn't recall much from her mom being around, she'd passed away when she was just a little girl. "Okay, I can do that." She got down off Carol's lap and made her way into the adjacent room grabbing a pull up, the package of wipes and powder. She made her way back into the room and handed them to her. "Here you go!" She seemed rather... proud of herself.

Emma really didn't want to go in her pull up, but she had no choice at this point. She yelped a bit in surprise as she was pulled into Carol's lap, and buried her face into her warm bosom. "I didn't want to go then..." That didn't make any sense! Right now what she saw was a toddler in her mommy's lap, fidgeting. She was startled, but eventually stopped her squirming and gave up and wet her pull up. She felt embarrassed as she felt the warmth spreading.