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At the sight of the highchair, Lily dug her feet in. Not only was she not wanting any of that, but Lily had the sinking suspicion that Rachel wanted her to eat in her own filth. “Please just let me go upstairs and shower,” Lily pleaded.

Lily heard the storm before she saw it. She wasn't really able to concentrate on anything aside from keeping from crashing into anything, so when the sound of thunder boomed, Lily was completely caught off guard. Shortly after that she heard Rachel call out 'Come in,' and not really anything else because another boom sounded in her ears, blocking out all other sound. Lily didn't know if she had much control over where the bike was going, but after much fussing, she got it to end up in the general area of the back door. The bike was no where near the veranda because even if Lily had heard Rachel's directions, she had neither the ability or size to pull that feat off. Lily somehow managed to pull herself off of the motorized toy,but when she did she could feel her filth clinging to her bottom. Poop had defiantly spread to her outer plastic panties, but Lily couldn't tell if they had leaked outside the plastic panties because she refused to look down. Lily waddled to the back door, hating every moment of it as she just felt wrong below the waist. She could also now smell herself, and if she didn't know it was her own mess, she would have been gagging. Lily waited at the backdoor to be let in, not knowing what the future had in store for her.

Lily was not enjoying herself at all. No only was she super uncomfortable below the waist, for obvious reasons, but the bike was also too tall for her. Her feet dangled, unable to touch the foot pegs, and because of that, all the weight put on her very full panties. Lily would have noticed Rachel grabbing all the laundered clothes, but Rachel’s prediction turned out to be correct; there was more to come. She was soon very distracted by a second accident. The current explosion was brought on by the vibrations of the bike, and while she was trying to get a better grip on the bike, she felt herself lift up a bit on the seat as the mess pushed out of her. Why was this happening to her? As this thought crossed her mind, her tears continued to flow and she feared what would happen next.

While in the midst the most embarrassing moment in her life, Lily felt the back of her plastic panties be pulled back. If it wasn't obvious to Rachel what was happening, it was now. Lily didn't know what had happened to cause her to poop her panties, (something she hasn't done in decades), but the only variable, Lily could work out, was the sippy cup of formula. Something in that formula must have not agreed with her, but the damage already done and Lily was in a very compromising situation. The comment, about big girls not pooping themselves, was sadly something Lily couldn't refute, and even if she could stop crying long enough to speak, she wouldn't know what to say. When Lily was finally done relieving herself, she hoped she would be able to go change out of her messy panties, but no such luck. She was pulled along by Rachel toward the jungle gym. The lump of shame, inside her panties, squished against her thighs with every step she took. Lily did her best to try and keep the mess in one place, as to stop it from mushing in and making a bigger mess, but she was forced to take long deliberate steps, ultimately forcing her to waddle. Hearing her mother being mentioned, in relation to embarrassing predicament sobered her enough to stop her crying, and she could no longer stay silent. "No! You don't ne..need to call her." Lily was still choking on her tears but she had to get this out. Sure calling her mom would most likely get her out of this horrible situation, but there is also a chance it might make things worse. However, the alternative to not calling her mother means Lily had to remain in this lady's grasp for a whole week. "I don't know why I..." But Lily was cut off again as the woman lifted her up and placed her on the electric motorbike. She felt the poop squish and spread as her butt came to rest on the plastic seat. It was the worst feeling ever and she was sure it must be pushing out of her panties and into the outer plastic ones. Before Lily had a chance to say anything more, the motorbike took her away from Rachel and her chances of redemption.

When Lily was lifted in the air again by Rachel, she heard herself squeak as the air was pushed out of her stomach. She heard Rachel talk about the consequences of her actions, and thought the lady was getting ready to spank her but thankfully she didn’t. She did however carry her outside, with her plastic panties exposed for all to see. However, the whole yard was fences of she she prayed that no one could see her, dressed as she was. Lily saw her jailer go back inside and she sighed with relief, “Now I can get out of here.” But, after looking around, she realized she was a little too optimistic. The whole yard was fenced in and there were no openings aside from the back door, which was no shut. Her stomach then gurgled again, louder than before, and Lily realized her new problem. The formula she had just finished, apparently didn’t agree with her and she felt her bowels crying out for relief. “No,” she said panicking and looking around again for an exit she knew wasn’t there. “This is not happening! I am not a baby and I won’t…” She ran over to the back door and tried to open the door, but the door knob was out of her reach. Another cramp forced her to double over, and she started pounding on the door frantically. “No. No, no no no…” her both heard and felt the loud wet fat leave her and she started pounding harder “No, no, no…” And that is where Rachel found her; her knees bending without her permission, the mushy mess pushing out of her and into the back of her panties causing the back of her plastic panties to balloon out. “I…”

Lily rhythmically kept drinking from the sippy cup. At this point she could see the cup was three fourths full so she might as well finish it. However that frame of thought was interrupted when Rachel leaned down and tied a plastic bib around her neck. Lily would have stopped drinking right then but then something even worse happened. Rachel leaned down and pulled out the back of the plastic panties Lily was wearing. The way Rachel leaned over pushed the sippy cup further down Lily's throat, and she felt herself emptying the rest of the formula. When the back her the plastic panties were snapped back into place, Lily felt more embarrassed than she had ever been in her life. This fact was very clear to Lily; she had just had her panties checked again, and there was no arguing the reason why. Rachel believed that was three, or maybe younger, and she obviously didn't think Lily could be trusted to keep from having and accident in her panties. Then the next words left Rachel's mouth... "No," she said firmly, putting the empty sippy cup down. Lily's tummy made a gurgling sound and it felt very unsettled but she tried her best to ignore it. "I am not going out dressed like this! You give me back my clothes now because i am an adult and I demand to be treated as such." Lily didn't know how intimidating she sounded, but she had a feeling the playpen and plastic panties took away a lot of her power.

The tears wouldn’t stop coming, and Lily continued to sob as the sippy cup was pushed toward her lips and tipped down her throat. The formula tasted disgusting, and know that was she was drinking was made for babies, was worse than the actual taste, but Rachel held it to her face and she couldn’t stop drinking. A few dropped feel on her shirt but Lily kept guzzling down the yucky substance, and when Rachel lifted up Lily’s hands to hold the cup, Lily just followed alone and held on to the cup. The truth was that Lily was in shock from everything the at had happened so recently, that auto pilot kicked in and she just kept guzzling down the formula. Rachel’s weren’t lost in her however. Lily was fully aware that she had just been praised for drinking out of a sippy cuz like a toddler. She was also very aware that she currently had bo way out of the pal town, the plastic panties, or the situation in general. So, while Rachel continued concocting her plan, Lilly just sat there crying, and drinking her formula out of a sippy cup.

Lily felt mortified that this woman was just going through all of stuff without her permission, but honest, what could she do about it? ”I packed my own suitcase,” Lily said, the mommy comment particularly irked her, “not my mother!” Next Lily looked at the sippy cup, “And that…” Her words were cut short as she was hoisted up in the air by her armpits. However, things got worse as Rachel removed her sundress, leaving her topless. Due to her condition, Lily had nothing to hide, but the embarrassment was still unimaginable, and Lily tried to cover herself, top and bottom. She wasn’t very successful and she was soon redressed in a t-shirt and what felt like frilly plastic panties. Lily suddenly felt like the toddler this woman mistook her for. Then Rachel’s next words came, and their implication made her feel even younger, and she felt the tears starting to form. “I…I don’t do that.” The thought that this woman actually thought she wasn’t capable of using the toilet… This was worse than this woman thinking she was a child, but this woman might think she needs to wear… The was too horrifying to form in her head, so she pushed forward. But Rachel interrupted her next words, threatening her to drink the formula. Before she could retort, let alone form a coherent thought, the woman left the room. I’ve got to get out of here! The thought pushed all else out of her head, and she ran over to the playpen bars with the intent of pushing the whole thing over. However, it didn’t take long to notice the playpen was bolted to the floor. It was then that the fight left her all at once, and she felt herself flop to the floor. The plastic of her rumba panties rustled as her bottom connected with the floor, and she was reminded of what she was wearing. She poked at her crotch, and she felt the panties indent and rustle some more. Lily felt the plastic move between her legs and she tried not to think that these were meant to contain accidents. It was there that Rachel found her; sitting defeated and crying on the floor, her sippy cup still untouched.

Lily had been looking at the playpen when the world turned upside down. Rachel had easily lifted her her up, and somewhere in between her being deposited on the padded floor, she felt a hand rest on the front her her panties and she felt her face burn red with embarrassment. Had she really had her panties checked? When she heard Rachel declare her dry, her theory was confirmed. Next, the woman set the sippy cup on her lap, and Lily found herself staring at it as Rachel rummaged through her belongings. Lily was so shocked by everything that had just happened, she just looked wordlessly at the sippy cup? Why had this lady questioned the state her panties, or given her a sippy cup of formula? The answer should have been obvious with everything that had happened, but the shock of everything kept her oblivious. After what must have been minutes, Lily finally broke the silence. “Why are you going through my things?” However at this point, it was pointless to ask, as Rachel had had plenty of time rifle through the whole contents.

“It’s not a story it’s the truth!” Lily stomped a foot down and the blushed as she realized how it must look to the much larger lady. Then her ears caught the second part. “What do you mean by equipment?” Her mind turned to torture devices but then she realized how ridiculous that line of thinking was. …All the while Rachel kept working on the formula, and as far as Lily knew, she was the only other person in the house. “If you are doing what I’m thinking, I won’t drink that.” The thought of the milky substance made her think of the breast milk it was ment to supplement. She just gaged at the thought, and felt took a few steps away from Rachel.

“What?” Lily was so caught off guard, it wasn’t until she heard the kettle start to boil that she found her tongue again. “No. They must have surely called to tell you that I’m not a baby. I’m really twenty-two. There has been a big mistake!” She had to believe Lily, she just had to. If Rachel really did think she was a toddler, that formula was starting to make more sense, and things could get much worse for Lily. “Please you’ve got to believe me!” Dispute her best efforts, Lily’s eyes were starting to tear up out of desperation.

And there it was; that statement right there proved that Rachel had not been given the information about how old Lily actually was. “I have a condition that makes me this small. I can’t…” Lily lost her train of thought when she saw Rachel pull out the can of formula. There is no way Rachel would make her drink formula! That was just too much for Lily to handle. However, the phone rang before Lily could full react to the babyish scenario. Lily’s first and only thought was that the babysitting agency was on the phone and Rachel had finally gotten the correct information about her age. All that Lily could think to say was, “Who was that?”

Instead of getting a response, like she expected, Lily was hoisted up in the air and set back on the floor. She was about to say something but just then the back of her skirt was lifted up, exposing her childish panties, and she quickly reached up and pulled her skirt back down. “Hey, what do you think you are doing!” Lily instantly forgot her calm demeanor. This lady was treating her like a child and she needed to set her straight. “I am not a toddler, so stop treating me like one!”

Lily could do nothing as she was pulled along through the living room and into the kitchen. As they passed the hallway and spotted the playpen, she thought That had better not been set up recently. When she was plopped in the chair, she tried to sit right back up but the hands that held her told her one thing; stay. So, silently seething, Lilly sat quiet and unmoving, waiting for the five minutes to be up. If she was going to get this woman to understand, she would have to get off on a better foot. It felt like forever but when the 5 minutes were up, Lily sat silently, waiting for the woman to give her the go ahead to jump off the chair.

Lily’s brow furrowed deeper and deeper the more this lady spoke. She either didn’t know how old she was, or she did know and she was being sadistic about it. One way or another Lily needed to put a stop to it. “There seems to be a misunderstanding here miss! I will not be spoken to like this.”