You sniffed up the snot coming out of your nose and covere up your tears with your eyelashes. Figuring that there had to be a reason that a training potty was in the room, despite your diaper, and that it was at least worth a try, you rose off the ground as slowly and carefully as you could, onto your feet, and began walking over to the plastic training potties.
Your were kind of hunched over and clutched your privates with both hands during the walk. You were kind of dancing off of your feet, sort of like the potty dance as you made your way over. Each step sent a pulse of pressure that seemed to weaken yor privates more and more until you were practically grinding your teeth. Before you have way you finally made it to the potties.
"Thank god." You wishpered to yourself in pain. Slowly, you pulled down your skirt, trying not to lose control of your bladder. Once it hit the ground you once again tried to loosen the stripes of the diapee and out nowhere, the diapered seemed to slip off. You grew a very large smile, that was cut short by your bladder, that seemed like it was just about to give way,
You gently squatted down to the training potty, which only stood about six inches off of the ground. You awkwardly stuck your legs out, which simple laid down on the floor, considering how low the potty was. Despite this, you squirmed a little bit trying to postition yourself on the potty. Sweat dripped off your face as you got aligned with the little potty, and bladder gave way.
A strong stream of urine starting pouring into the tiny toilet. You smiled in relief as you finally let the pressure go. After the very last drip of pee was gone you slowly rose off of the training potty. When you got onto your feet, you realized that you were nude from the shirt down. Embarrassed, you grabbe your skirt, (and not that stupid diaper), and put it on. It felt weird not having any underwear on. It was very breezy.
"I hope it's not to windy today, I don't want any of those cops to get any free peeks." You brushed off your skirt and went back to your corner. After waiting for who knows how long, somebody entred the room....
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