You head to the bathroom with a fresh diaper. Looking away, you hold your old one just barely with the tips of your fingers and throw it away. The smell is strong and you wave you hand in front of you nose. The new diaper lays on the floor, you see it and sigh, but before you put it on, you're distracted by Sarah's voice.
"Good Bonnie!" she says, "as a reward, I think I'll let you move on to Pull-Up's."
The diaper is turned into a Pull-Up by the device. It isn't exactly thrilling to you.
"Gee, thanks." You utter in a very female voice.
"Oh, I'd thought you'd be more excited Bonnie" Sarah says putting up the device "More like this!"
As the ray lands on you, you don't even flinch, but when it recedes you notice the pink Pull-Up on the floor and get all excited.
"I gets to wear Pull-Ups!" You shout, all while jumping up and down.
Sarah snickers "That's right Bonnie, you're one step closer to being a big girl."
"Big girl! Big girl! I is a big girl!" You're so happy that you can't help but celebrate, and you jump right into the Pull-Up and start to feel it with you hands as it slips on. You've never been so proud.
But as soon as it is on, the excitement goes away and you look in the mirror. A really mature looking girl stares back, only she has nothing but a pull up on.
Before you can finish wallowing, Sarah gets another great idea. "You know, with Pull-Ups on, you might be big enough to practice using the potty all by yourself. But we can't take any chances and have you make a mess. You'll just either have to use the Pull-Up, or go in a litter box!"
The idea of using being forced to use a little box isn't very appealing to you. You look around for something to get you away from Sarah, but you're trapped in the bathroom. Just as Sarah fires, you grab some paper towels and throw them in front of you. The device's ray goes right through and hits you.
"Oh, and I think we should try it out just to be sure that it works."
You instantly start to feel bloated on the inside. You fight your hardest not to go, but you know it's an uphill battle. Sarah picks up some of the paper towels and turns them into a litter box with "Bonnie" written in big letters on the side.
You look at her with an angry expression and decide that you won't ever give in. You cross your arms and look up with a look of disapproval on your face, just as you start to leak. Your eyes close tighter and your mouth makes a slight frown while your legs pull in a little. Once again, you're a teenage girl in a mess.
You try to hide your embarrassment and let out a proud "Ha!" at Sarah.
Then she says "Don't worry, you get as many chances as you need." You expect her to use the device again but she doesn't. Then you feel that all too familiar feeling once more. She was ready for this all along.
"I don't like making messy Pull-Up!" You cry out, realizing that you're still talking like a little girl from when Sarah made you put the Pull-Up. Sarah laughs at this and says "What Bonnie?" You know that she just wants to laugh at a teenager who speaks like she's three, so you don't say anything, until of course she forces you to with the device.
"Sarah, I need go potty!"
She comes over to you "Sorry Bonnie, you're not ready yet. I'm not sure if you can handle it on your own. You can try somewhere else though." She points at the litter box.
"I no want litty box." You say.
"Well little sister, you've got a Pull-Up. It's OK if you're not big enough to go without Pull-Ups hehehe."
Your face gets more desperate "Wet Pull-Up is bad! I need go potty really a lot!"
"I wish I could help, but you really need to learn this lesson Bonnie." Sarah says almost hysterical at this point.
You finally give in
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