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Ilnor it's ok, I pull up my skirt just a little. see we all wear hear, Do you want to play blocks with me?

Sally Giggles and sucks her thumb, watching and waiting

verry comforting

We was giggling and playing patty-cake, when your mom came home. I turned beat red when she said we could stay in diapers, as she loved it when you were little. I hold your hand and nod, when you agree. Then she says, there is more than just wearing, cute comfortable diapers and short dresses which show them off. You will have to wet them. We Agree.. Can I be your friend?

Elizabeth: Wake up Honey, Nap time is over. I slide my hand into your Diaper. Wet well that's ok. I go ahead and change you into a dry diaper kiss your nose to finish waking you up. I'm Sally and we really need to get you de-stressed so you can go home and back to work. I take your hand straighten your dress which does not completely cover your diaper. We walk to the play area. A Horsey I ask. Would you like to ride? (Scaled so a normal adult looks like a toddler beside it)

I wonder if I will see you again?

Smiles, See you around, I'm a single Lady and live up the street If you ever need anything or just want company Don't hesitate to ask. I am thinking about renting out a bedroom, if you know anyone who needs a place?

frozen dinners, soda, snacks, diaper cream, soft pink lip stick, other stuff. I ring you up. Smile and say have a nice day. All the while wondering why someone so small should be acting so Adult. I ask do you go to the local University?

I work in a grocery store. I notice you. Hi Cutie, did you find everything you need?

Hi Mommy, I'm a nine year old girl, wear pullups to bed, don't wake up soaked just dribbles. I prefer baths to diaper changes and panties during the day. Hugs and Kisses when I woke this morning headed for the toilet, to finish going.

Woodie Woodpecker will always be my favorite

I am going to the library and read while we have some free time Sarah do you want to go with me? If not I will see you at dinner time, Today is Tuesday which means spaghetti. Two weeks in Jail and boring routine.

Bedtime nice fresh thick overnight diaper for Sally, and another surprise, this place has a bath tub, giggles as I tell Sarah. A real nice tub and I got to soak for well not as long as I wanted, but a long time. The Guard said it is by rotation for the good girls only. Much better than a shower. Sarah how old are you? and why would you want to be changed back into a baby. Just follow the rules and accept your punishment, I wish there was a magic pill to solve my wetting myself, because I am afraid when I go home, or age out and join the outside world I will still be incontinent, still in diapers.

Sally and Sarah have had a Busy Day, Wake Up Diaper Changes, Off to Breakfast, School and Play Time. Most of the Time they go together holding hands. Time for Dinner. Sally is damp like usual it being 5 hours since her 1 pm changing. She is resigned to waiting for Bedtime. How is Sarah Holding Up. Is she a saggy baggy getting changed when needed or is she on a schedule? Is she able to control herself some so she gets pullups? We heard from the grapevine that Belle (That scary girl with the knife) well she got a special pill that turned her into a real baby. I'm glad I'm not in her situation. How does Sarah feel about Belle. I Hope she is never allowed back with us.

My Nurse/Guard lets me play a little in the shower before putting on my night time diaper. I hang up my jumpsuit for morning and put on a light blue nightgown. Sally Honey she says I have a surprise. Then she leads me back to my cell. Sally this is Sarah your new roommate. I wave shyly, climb into my bed and hug Poo

Story-Time, Yea.... well not really but it is something to pass the time. Most of the girls get there Stuffies, I leave Poo-Bear in my bed, he is mostly for sleeping. Many of the girls start talking baby talk I think trying to get extra attention. at 12 I am not a teen and not a baby, I sit quietly in the back listening and remembering back before I could read, the tone of voice, the simplicity of the story. I laugh when everyone else laughs and tinkle just a little. Thank Goodness for my diaper.

It's Saturday and nothing really to do today. Wearing my Orange Jumpsuit and my thick morning diaper. Waiting for my two pm change and shower. Just a handful of us girls watching cartoons. I keep my mouth shut if anyone changes the channel, nothing worth fighting over. I still don't have a cell mate, since Belle got sent away. I sort of like my privacy but at the same time I hate being different and nobody to talk to on the rare occations we go into lock down.

Three days after the stabbing, I finally have an appointment with the Psychologist. I am wearing a Pink Jumpsuit with Kittens on it. The Guard/ Nurse walking with me tries to keep me calm as other inmates catcall and comment about me Mostly just calling me a Big Baby. It's a money thing she says you get two orange jumpsuits one in the wash, one on your body. and when you wet the one you were wearing well, at least you are not in just a diaper only like some of the habitual wetters I tried the pullups and they leak, I complain and they will not give me more pullups. The Guard keeps talking calmly you are in a nice thick diaper now, and again it's a money thing, you can't have ten pullups a day. I fire back but I wet when I laugh, I wet when I cry, I wet when I get scared, and I wet when I get excited. But the Guard continues you only wet a little so you don't need instant changing. We get to the waiting room, I wonder why Belle Stabbed that girl. I wonder if I will get stabbed. I WANT TO GO HOME. I hope the Psychologist is nice.

Hello Bella: I recognize you from our yard time yesterday. Yup extra thick diapers, super exorbent to cut down the number of times they need to be changed. I ask if you get the lecture about changing to pull-ups and being more responsible. I tell you my experience with thin Jail House pull-ups, they leak and when your jump suit is wet the other girls tease you. I ask if you have a scheduled change or like yesterday, they get to you when you look miserable. We get in line to march down to the cafeteria for Breakfast. Everybody in orange jump suits, most of us noticeably in diapers. I assume the ones with normal looking butts are in pull-ups as this wing of juvy is desegnated for incontinent minor females. After breakfast we have classes. Yucki 6th grade math for me.

Yard time as usual was complicated as we shared the outside area with inmates from other wings of this Juvenile Institution. I don't like being cuffed but understand the rules. Why 11 and 12 year olds in diaper or pull ups need to be cuffed while walking with adult guards/nurses. Yes I follow the rules and don't argue. Glad to be released into outside sunshine. To run, play tag, walk around, maybe some basketball even if I hate basketball. I meet a new girl named Belle. Hi Belle, I'm Sally. We talk a little she is hear for shoplifting, same as me. She brags about stabbing someone. I don't believe her. I brag about hitting a teacher but it was really more like a push. When we head back inside, the supper wets saggy baggies as I think of them get head of the line diaper changes. I resign myself to getting my regular bedtime change. Scheduled 3 a day, wake-up, 2 pm, and bedtime. As my nurse/guard changes me she says I might get a new cell mate in the morning.

2 pm rolls around and my Nurse/Guard shows up for my 2 o'clock changing. She helps me out of my jumpsuit and sends me into the shower. I know what comes next the lecture. Nurse: Just because you can not control your bladder is no reason to wear thick wet diapers. We have pullups, which you can change yourself. You need to get along with the other girls hear all of you have the same problems, incontinent, minor crimes, minors who cannot be controlled by there parents. Please try to get along. While talking she quickly and professionally puts a fresh dry think diaper on my butt. Hands me a clean orange jumpsuit and watches as I dress. ME: I try to explain that pullups leak, that I don't know how wet I am and the other girls tease me. I try to complain about that other girl at lunch but she does not listen. She tells me I am free to go to the library, tv room, or yoga room and to be good until dinner time. My next changing is sceduled for bedtime.

Lunch over I head back to my cell mumbling to myself, and talking louder to anyone who seems to be listening. It's not fair. Why did She get her diaper changed right there in the cafeteria. Not Fair at all. I'm just as wet, and they tell me to wait for my usual 2 pm changing. Not Right, I should not be hear anyway, I didn't do anything wrong. So I punched a teacher, and slapped my Mom. They deserved it.

Hi Scout, I would love to play in the sandbox with you

as a wetter yes

giggles