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By LilGirlLya · Posted
"Hey!" Lily exclaimed as she felt her coworker check her diaper. It was true, she was soaked, and her behavior last night hadn't given Miss Rose any reason to believe she wouldn't be amenable to a diaper check. Still, it was surprising that in the last 24 hours things had changed quite so much. "Sorry, I mean, I do. I do need to change. I'm soaking wet. I can take care of it myself if you want to get started on breakfast," she said, still blushing as she pulled the nightgown back down to cover her waterlogged underpants. -
By LilGirlLya · Posted
"Hugo that's..." Juniper started, before pausing. She was going to say 'horrible' but that word didn't quite convey the trauma she could tell he experienced. She loosened her defensive posture, transitioning from clutching her knees into sitting with crossed legs and leaning towards him. She reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder. She'd never experienced anything quite like that, but Juniper had woken up at sleep overs with her hand in a bowl of water, she'd wet herself during class or while out shopping with her parents, only to be harshly admonished by them for being too much of a baby to hold it. She'd had to struggle and fight for dignity when she worked in the office and dealt with the resentment that others felt towards her getting extra breaks and still barely making it. "That in particular, that's not been something I've dealt with but I-" but what? "I'm sorry that you had to deal with that." She said solemnly, "what happened next if you don't mind?" -
Sarah shakes her head and goes to say "no mommy i no want a sister i no want to have to share you with her". Sarah doesn't like the idea of having a little sister as she had gotten used to being an only child. I was becoming fussy in the play pen not able to settle down as my head felt dizzy as i couldn't think straight on where i was or how to get out of here. -
By LilGirlLya · Posted
"Uh, sure, OK..." Willow said, as much as she wanted to get out of this nightgown and into some actual clothes, her options stirred an anxiety that quickened her pulse and she could feel her muscles tensing. Run? She wondered. Maybe just put on the the short alls and run? This could be her best bet. She thought of her stuff back at Ms. Braginskaya's house. Most of the clothes were ruined but her hormones were still there. She could always try to break in again, but it be risky. She doubted she'd been given lenience a second time. Still, she had the option and she knew it. Put on the new clothes, take the slippers off so she could actually run, and then bolt out of the changing room when her former teacher couldn't observe her preparing and intervene. But... There was something about the dresses, peak, forbidden, little girl femininity that intrigued her. She did want to see what she might look like in them. And, she rationalized, playing along might make it easier to catch Miss Braginskaya off guard. She blushed fiercely at being called a pretty little princess. Her knees were just a little bit weaker than they had been before. "I'm not- I mean, princess isn't really my vibe." She said, though her rosy cheeks betrayed her conflict. "I- I mean, if you're buying I can try on the ones you picked out first." Willow reached down into the cart, the pink one called to her. "I don't like to really wear things on my head though, so maybe I just try the dress on?" She asked. Willow picked it up, holding it out from her at arms length, hands shaking, and entered the changing room.
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