You were just playing and having fun with Hannah when suddenly you felt an incredible pain in your tummy. You grunted dropped your toys, doubling over in pain. A couple tears escaped your eyes.
"Krista? Is something wrong?" Hannah asked.
"Oooh... Oh... My.... My tummy... It hurts! Ohhhhh It hurts!" You say, wincing with pain.
Quickly, Hannah got up and rushed to go get Emily and Connor.
"Hey! You guys! Krista's having trouble. it looks like a really bad tummy ache or something! Come on!" Hannah said.
Quickly the three of them rushed to your side as you fell over, clutching your aching tummy and wincing in pain.
"Krista, are you okay?" Connor asked.
Emily whacked him on the back of the head.
"Of course she's not okay, dummy! She's in a lot of pain!" Emily said. She turned to you.
"Krista, do you want me to call a doctor or..." She trailed off, staring at you in disgust as she figured out what was happening.
Your face turned red, both from embarrassment and from all the stress of what was happening. You were wearing nothing but a soon to be dirty diaper, after all. You howled in pain. You wriggled as if possessed. Then, you felt something in your butt. Slowly, painfully, the largest poop you had ever made emerged and smooshed against the thick walls of your diaper. If you had done it in the toilet it would have been the size and shape of a large potato. Your parents might've even been proud of you. Instead, this poop found itself in a diaper. Emily's nose crinkled as the smell of your poop invaded the room. Hannah, who had a more acute sense of smell, gagged. Connor blankly stared at you with the vacant stare of an imbecile. You cried.
"Hey, did you just poop your diaper?" Connor asked.
Emily shook her head.
"Dummy, I'll handle this. Go make sure dinner's cooking all right." Emily said.
Connor ambled back to the kitchen.
Hannah ran over with some baby wipes for you. Emily carefully untapped your diaper.
"Oof, you really had to go." Emily said as she saw the amount of poop you had expelled.
You continued to cry. Emily sighed and got to work on wiping your butt.
"Hey, hey. calm down Krista. It's all right. No need to cry." Emily said.
For the first time she looked in your eyes with a hint of motherly love. You felt warm and happy seeing her face. You took your hand and wiped way your tears.
"Th... Thanks, Emily." You said.
Emily cleaned the last of the poop smeared all over your diaper area. You were technically clean, but you still smelled pretty bad. Emily rolled up your old diaper and threw it away. That was when Hannah came in with your potty chair. Given that you were still having potty training troubles, you still needed it sometimes.
You potty chair was white, made of plastic, and shaped like a swan. It had handles around the neck so you could feel like you're riding it.
"Thanks, Hannah." Emily said.
"No problem. I'm happy to help." Hannah said, smiling.
Emily turned back to you.
"Krista, do you think you could sit on the potty for a little while? You peed yourself earlier, and you pooped your diaper just now. How about you sit on the potty for a little while, just in case you have to go again, hm?" Emily said.
"Well... okay." You said.
You really wished you didn't need the potty chair anymore. You wanted to be a big girl and use the toilet, but it was clear you were too weak and young for it. You knew you didn't deserve to get to go on the toilet today. You pooped your diaper like a big baby, and it only made sense for everyone to treat you like a big baby.
Emily led you out to the living room and set the potty chair down in front of the TV. Still completely nude, you sat down and got as comfortable as you could. Emily patted you on your bare shoulder.
"There, that feel good? Think you can sit like that for a while?" She said.
You nodded your head.
"Good. Now I'm going to go to the kitchen to make sure that dummy Connor hasn't caused a grease fire or something." Emily said. She turned to Hannah.
"Keep an eye on your sister, will you?" She said to Hannah.
"No problem." Hannah said.
Emily left you there in front of the TV on your potty chair. The show was some kind of infomercial for a vegetable cutter. Pretty boring stuff for you. Hannah was amusing herself with a piece of string.
"Hey, can I check out that string?" You asked.
Hannah laughed at you.
"Get your own." She said.
"Aw....." You whined.
You sat naked on the potty chair for about half an hour until Emily came back.
"Hey kids, dinner's done." She said.
Hannah ran to the dining room to eat.
"Let's get you into a fresh diaper now, Krista. Did you make any doodies or pee-pees?" She said.
You stood up and she saw...
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author