The teddy bear-shaped seat looked really comfortable, so Lucy decided to check it out. She plopped down in the seat and leaned back against it's bear-head shaped back - it was soft and comfortable indeed. Lucy moved around a bit - the chair was big enough she could almost lay down in it. She spotted a small board book on the floor within arm's length and picked it up.
Looking at the cover, she didn't recognize any of the letters in the title - apparently she couldn't read any more. Well, it would have been weird if she could as a two-year-old. It was easy to figure out what the book was about anyway, as the cover showed a bunch of little kids with some parents in front of a building - surely a daycare. Lucy opened the book and found her assumption correct - the next page showed some kids playing, two teachers greeting their charges and one of the younger kids, not much older than Lucy herself. crying and clinging to his daddy. Lucy discovered there was a flap she could open - inside, she saw the same kid now smiling as he was handed over to one of the teachers. Scattered across the page were some more flaps. Lucy was intrigued - she didn't need anyone to read to her, the flaps were enough to tell her the story of this kid's and his friends day at daycare on their own. She begun to make up names and ages for the kids, creating her own story in her head and wondering what it would be like to go to daycare.
One page showed the bathroom, where Lucy could open a toilet stall door and look at a kid doing their business. Lucy felt some pressure from her bladder, but it wasn't too urgent - she decided to finish the book and then look for a potty.
On the next page, Lucy saw the daycare's playground - and suddenly she felt warmth between her legs. It took her a moment to realize she was peeing. Instinctively she dropped the book and pressed her hands into her crotch, but it didnt't help - she couldn't stop the flow until she sat in a big damp spot. She felt the pee on her butt, her thighs, even her lower back - and her hands, of course. For a moment, she sat still in shock, then she wiped her hands on a dry part of the seat and stood up to assess the damage. The big dark wet spot on the seat cover was not too visible because the bear's fur was a very light shade of brown, but her wet dress awkwardly stuck to her body. She looked at herself in the mirror. The stain on the front was only a bit bigger than her hand, but the back was one huge stain from her lower back downwards.
Lucy felt very uncomfortable and embarrassed, although reminding herself that she was two and it was normal to have accidents at that age helped her keep that feeling at bay. She also worried how Mommy would react, as she'd told her to not take her diaper off at the playground - apparently she hadn't done this for the first time. But it looked like Mommy was right and Lucy still needed her diapers. Part of her felt like telling Mommy and hoped she would help her get rid of the yucky wet and sticky feeling, while another part dreaded Mommy's disappointment and anger. Maybe Maureen could help her? Or maybe nobody would notice anything if she took off and his the dress?