Jane was lined up into the daycare, letting them out into the play area once again. Jane looked around for Sophia, but didn't see her. Jane hoped desperately she was here today. Fitting in she acted like she was playing with some dolls, always keeping a eye out for her. After a few minutes she saw it, the phone, sitting on a table as Sophia was helping get breakfast ready. Jane dashed over as sneakily as possible, reaching on her tippy toes as she snatched her prize, retreating as fast as possible.
Jane opened the app and clicked on herself. She saw her name, and the number two. Perfect, she just had to change the number and she was home free. Jane grew puzzled....what....came after ten? Jane cursed in her mind, she couldn't read and now couldn't count past ten? She hated being a toddler. Well ten was better than nothing, typing in the highest number she knew how to spell, thankfully autofill helping her as she hit confirm.
The daycare began to shift away as Jane felt a sigh of relieve. The room blurring until becoming a classroom. She was in the second grade now. She heard a stern voice, Ms. Lafayette. "Ms. Jane, no phones in class, you know the rules." Jane nodded as she tucked the phone into her pocket, she'd just wait till the end of class. Moving to her desk she sat down and gasped. She felt.....padding. "No." Jane's eyed widened, she looked down, just outside the brim of her pants was the telltale signs of a diaper. Jane quickly put two and two together, she must have made it that she wasn't potty trained, it had followed her growing up!
Jane squirmed, she really didn't want to find out if she was right. The teacher started her lesson on compound words. Jane all too focused on her groin, hyper vigilant if she started to feel like she had to go. Unfortunately she was proven right, despite her watching out for it, she felt a sudden warmness as it spread around below her. Jane raised her eyebrows in a silent scream as she saw her pants slightly buldge from the increased mass as the diaper swelled with urine. Jane tried to stop, to hold it, but it was no use. Jane raised her hand as she cried out. "Teacher, I need to use the bathroom!" Ms. Lafayette frowning, "Can it wait Ms. Thompson?" Jane shook her head desperately as she stood up, trying to walk to the door, only to stop half way, infront of the whole class. She squatted down, instincts were too strong as she grunted. The kids around her starting to laugh and scream "Jane's pooping her pants!" The room bursted even more into laughter. Jane's face grew red as a tomato, unable to move until her body was finished, her pants straining as they expanded more and more.
Jane pulled the phone out of her pocket, quickly fiddling with it as she continued to mess herself. Clicking on herself it stated.
"Jane doesn't fit in with the girls at school."
Jane quickly changed "doesn't" to "does". Hopefully changing it to fix this whole situation.