Just as Marcia was nearing her breaking point, she spotted a toddler training potty by the changing table. She hurriedly toddled over. After a moment’s struggle, she managed to remove her clothes and diaper, then sit down on the potty. Unfortunately, she had already started peeing, leaving a trail of urine on the diaper, dress, and floor.
“You got pee on your nice dress,” Christine said. Marcia blushed. “Well, little girls who pee on their clothes don’t get to wear clothes. When you finish, I’ll put you in a new diaper, but that’s it.”
“But-” Marcia started. Before she could continue protesting, her bowels rumbled loudly. She began to poop, grunting with effort.
“That’s right, use the potty like a big girl,” Christine said. Marcia grunted again. Her bowels abruptly emptied into the potty with a loud fart. “Good girl! Try to tinkle again for Christine.” Bright red from embarrassment, Marcia did as she was told. A little urine entered the potty. “Good!” Christine picked Marcia up and brought her back to the changing table.
Like she’d said, Christine wiped Marcia down and pinned a fresh diaper on, but didn’t redress her. Humiliated, Marcia didn’t even try to argue. It wouldn’t end well for her. She would just end up in a worse situation somehow.
“You look adorable in your cute diapy,” Christine cooed. “So, do you want to get back to work?” Marcia opened her mouth to say she did, but then thought about her situation. She was a toddler wearing just a diaper. The thought of anyone seeing her like this was awful. “Well?” Christine prompted.