Published: June 10th 2021, 2:00:05 pm
"Oh, sweetie," Miss Katie shook her head, letting Vivien's skirt flutter back over her panties, and the stain Danielle had plainly seen on the back of them, making her have to suppress a giggle. "What was your Mommy thinking, sending you here in those? You poor thing..."
She took the blushing Vivi's hand, leading her to the changing table while Dani watched, giving it a moment before heading off to claim a dollhouse, trusting that Vivien would find her when she was done. Sure enough, a few minutes later, her 'babysitter' - not that Dani thought either of them considered her that anymore - stomped over, plopping down with a huff and a belligerent, "I don't wanna talk about it."
"Okay," Danielle shrugged.
After a few minutes of playing, however, Vivi couldn't help herself. "Tessa was already up when I got there this morning, so I felt too embarrassed to get one of her Pull-Ups!"
Dani nodded. Tessa was really loving school, and that had been leading to her waking up early lately, which, of course, presented something of a challenge for Vivien, who was determined not to be padded around her tiniest - at least in terms of size - charge. "Well, she doesn't need them anymore," Danielle pointed out, "and I don't think I'll be using them anytime soon," she blushed at the admittance, but after her many failed attempts at potty training, she knew it was true, "so you might as well take them home with you, you know."
"No way!" Vivi shrieked, her own cheeks turning pink as she realized how loud she'd been, leaning in and lowering her voice. "I don't want those in my room! I don't need them, I just wear them for this place! I'm not like you!"
"Of course you aren't," Dani assured her. "But isn't it easier when you show up here already in them? Then you don't have to lose time, getting your panties checked and taken away, making one of the workers put you into them..."
Vivien pouted, clearly not wanting to admit it, though, after a few moments, she relented. "W-Well, yeah," she stared down at the floor. "B-But if I did that, I'd have to wear them to your house in the morning, and Tessa might see... O-Or your mom and dad..."
"Or the people in your class," Danielle added, smiling as she watched Vivi shift uncomfortably.
She was supposed to be at that class right now... As had been becoming increasingly common, she'd claimed she planned on going, then, when they got to the daycare, she hadn't been able to resist. "I can have a few absences," she'd said. "It won't hurt anything. The class is so easy, anyway..." Unlike the other times that had happened, she hadn't been able to sneak a Pull-Up out of the slowly diminishing stash, set aside so they could someday be given away to another family with a potty-training toddler, so she couldn't quickly shimmy her underwear down, and Pull-Ups up, under her skirt in the car right before they went in.
"That's not going to be an issue," Vivi glared at her. "I am never wearing around them again!"
Danielle smirked, remembering the story Vivien had told her about trying to get changed at school, after class, and how she'd felt trapped in the stall for what had felt like an hour, waiting for everybody to clear out, not wanting to leave until the bathroom was empty. She'd suggested then, again, that Vivi could go to school in them to begin with, so she wouldn't have to think about changes, but Vivi still refused to entertain the notion... For now.
She decided not to push her luck, to go back to playing quietly, while Vivien did the same. It didn't take too long before Dani noticed a telltale wiggle coming from the other girl's direction, and she was prepared to give Vivi the usual pep-talk, reminding her of how embarrassing it was to have to use one of the potty chairs, how wetting herself really wasn't that bad... To her surprise, it wasn't necessary. Dani saw a familiar, far-away look in Vivien's eyes, then a tiny blush in her cheeks, and, a few moments later, she was back to business as usual.
Dani did her best not to show how excited she was, or that she'd seen anything at all, but she knew this was a huge step. Vivien had been in Pull-Ups whenever she was at the daycare, and she'd used them at least once most days... Never without some prompting, however, a little encouragement. Finally, it seemed she'd accepted that as part of the experience of coming here, just something she had to deal with. After all, as Dani had told her, plenty of times, it was so much better than having to do it in front of everyone on the potties...
"All right, ladies," Miss Katie announced, swooping in a while later. "Do we need any changes?"
Danielle knew she was wet - when wasn't she, at this point? - but she gave her diaper a pat anyway to see how bad it had gotten. "Uh-huh," she nodded. As much as she wanted to tell Vivi that she knew she needed one, too, she decided to continue to play innocent. "I think Vivi is dry, though."
"Oh, are you?" Miss Katie smiled. "Why don't we double-check, just to be sure? We don't want you getting a rash, now, do we?"
Vivien squirmed, caught between a rock and a hard place, clearly not wanting to contradict what Dani had said, and admit to peeing her pants with zero encouragement, but also not wanting it to look like she'd had an accident, that she'd done it without knowing. "Umm..." she fidgeted, putting her hands between her legs, holding her skirt down as Miss Katie reached for it. "I-I'm okay..."
She should have known better; she'd surely done enough babysitting to know doing that would make the state of her undies incredibly obvious. Dani could tell she was panicking, however, going off of pure instinct, despite how immature that instinct was.
"Vivi," Miss Katie's voice turned more stern, "I think you'd better let me check."
"I don't wanna!" Vivien whined, kicking her feet.
"Do you need some time in the corner?" Miss Katie asked, and, instantly, Vivien's attitude changed.
Bashfully, she pulled her skirt up. "I-It isn't that bad," she claimed, as the worker gave the padding a squeeze to find out for herself.
"These are soaked, Vivi," she declared. "Honestly... I think we might need to think about diapers for you, too."
"No!" Vivien's eyes bulged, her arms crossing across her chest. "No way! I'm not a baby like Dani, I don't need diapers!"
"There's no need to yell," Miss Katie replied calmly. "This happens with so many kids your age... They just aren't ready for Pull-Ups yet, so they have to wait a little longer and try again."
"No!" Vivi pounded her hands on the floor helplessly, kicking her feet. "I won't!"
"Vivien," Miss Katie shook her head, "throwing a tantrum is only proving that you're too immature for your trainers."
"I'm not throwing a tantrum!" Vivien growled, apparently too upset to realize the truth, or that denying it just proved Miss Katie's point. She let out a yelp as she was scooped up. "You're not putting me in a diaper!" she struggled.
"No, you're going to the corner first, and then, when you've calmed down, we can talk again," Miss Katie informed her. "I'll be back to change you in a minute, Dani, okay?"
"Yes, ma'am," Danielle answered sweetly, watching with delight as Vivien was put once more into time-out. She knew she should play it cool, like she had last time, but she couldn't help herself, moving over to play with toys closer to the changing tables so that she could be there when Vivi was freed from her punishment.
It was a good call, too. "Okay, Vivi," she heard Miss Katie say as she led the pouting girl over. "Why don't we take a look at your potty training chart and see what it says before we make any decisions?"
Dani saw Vivien's cheeks turn pink, but she nodded anyway. "O-Okay," she agreed. "I-I don't think it's been that ba..."
She fell silent as she looked at the chart. Danielle couldn't see her face, though she was sure she knew the expression... It was probably the same one she'd had, when she'd looked at her own chart for the first time, recognized how much she'd been going potty in her pants since she started attending the daycare. It had snuck up on her, and she had no doubt that it had done the same to Vivi.
"That's not a lot of happy faces, is it?" Miss Katie asked.
"N-No, ma'am," Vivien admitted meekly.
"So, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to try diapers for a bit, would it?" Miss Katie pressed.
Vivi whimpered, squirming. "I-I don't need them!" she said, sounding much less convinced than she had earlier.
"Why don't we try anyway?" Miss Katie suggested. Vivien hesitated, then, seeing how hopeless the situation was, nodded. "See, they're aren't so bad, are they?" she cooed as she took Vivi over to a changing table, cleaning her up, sliding a fresh diaper under her bottom. "Now, I'm afraid I'm going to have to send a note home with you today about it. I want you to make sure your Mommy reads it, all right?"
It was a very quiet Vivien who toddled her way over to sit down next to Dani with an obvious crinkle. Danielle pretended she hadn't heard, or seen, any of that, even managing to look a little surprised when Miss Katie checked them later on. "We're twins!" she announced, pointing between her diaper and Vivien's.
"Yes, you are!" Miss Katie smiled. Vivien seemed much less amused by it, but there wasn't much she could do... She couldn't even blame Dani for it, because she'd used her Pull-Ups on her own today. "In more ways than one... Let's get you two squishy girls changed, okay?"
Dani was incredibly curious what the note would say, though she'd resigned herself to not knowing, certain Vivi would never let that happen. Instead, once they were out in Vivien's car at the end of the day, the girl shoved it over at her. "I-I can't read it," she blushed. "It's humiliating enough, thinking about my parents finding out I was wearing a diaper... Thinking about being in one, and handing that over like a naughty little girl..." She shook her head, nibbling her bottom lip. "I-I just want to know if there's anything I should know in there before I throw it away."
There definitely was; Dani did her best to hide her delight as she scanned over the note, reading about how Miss Katie was concerned Vivi's parents didn't know how bad her potty training was, that, if she didn't hear back from them, she would only be changing Vivien into diapers from then on. They could send her in Pull-Ups, if they thought that was wise, but once she'd used them, she was going into diapers... And, if she showed up in panties, she'd be diapered right away, because she was nowhere near ready for those.
"No," Dani folded the note up, handing it back, almost giddy at the thought of what she'd accomplished. "I wouldn't worry about it."