Amanda decided that if she was going to lose her potty training she was going to do it right way. That being said there was a better alternative to accident protection than pull-ups that was just around the corner, or rather just one sentence change away. However before she did such a thing she had an important question she needed to ask.
Pushing the intercom button on the desk she called up the receptionist.
"I need you to call my mommy and ask her if I was still in diapers when I was 3"
Amanda was surprised that she instinctively referred to her 'mom' as 'mommy' until she remembered it was another thing she did at this age.
"Right away Ms. Klien, I'll get right on that and get back to you as soon as possible" the other replied before hanging up.
Two minutes later the woman called back with the answer, "She says you were though she wonders why you needed to ask since she switched you to pull-ups to only recently, three months before you turned 4."
"Uh no reason. I gotta go, bye" she said quickly hanging up.
Amanda actually did remember her mom telling her that at some point. But she needed to sure as she didn't want to regress back any further than absolutely necessary to get the underwear she wanted. Especially now that she knew her level of intelligence would suffer with each year she went back. Not wasting any more time she pulled up the sentence on her phone and made the change to her age so it now read back.
"The 3 year old CEO sits at her desk"
She grinned at the words just as she blacked out. When she came back in the next second she noticed that the change to her body wasn't all that noticeable...maybe she was a little shorter in height now. Regardless what did feel different was that the padding between her legs, it was slightly thicker than what a pull-up should feel like. Lifting her dress Amanda squealed with glee at seeing she was now wearing a diaper. And given what the receptionist told her she should been
Happy to have a diaper on she looked around her office for any more changes. Right away she saw that her juice box had been replaced with a sippy cup and there was a box of crayons and a couple of coloring books on top of her desk. Despite finding them way more interesting then the reports and the numbers on her computer Amanda made sure she reviewed the day's figures before grabbing the crayons and delving into the books. As she colored she grabbed and drank from her sippy cup constantly until it was empty. Then some fifteen minutes later she felt herself empty her bladder some more into her already damp garment, soaking it even more. She paid the second accident no mind as she was too engrossed in her drawing. That and she actually liked the warm wet padding between her legs, wriggling her rear in place on her booster seat just to hear squishes which made her giggle.