Since she didn't have that many friends in school and her parents were busy with work no one noticed that there was anything unusual about Erika. It was both a relief and a disappointment for her since her inability to control her bladder didn't go away, but she had gotten used to it. In fact, she had come to enjoy the feeling of wearing diapers and the wonderful little 'whoosh' she felt when she had to pee. There was no warning when she had to, just a pleasant feeling of relaxation followed by an equally pleasant sensation of warmth and wetness in her diaper. The freedom to be able to just sit there in class and let it happen without having to ask to be excused was fun, making her feel like she had a wonderful secret she was keeping from the rest of the world.
On Saturday morning when she got up her parents were already at work. Smiling and sucking her thumb, another thing she enjoyed now, she patted her diaper, feeling that it was full and wet.
Erika continued to suck her thumb as she changed her diaper, because it was so soothing. When she sucked her thumb she felt safe and secure, like nothing could possibly go wrong, a great comfort considering the amount of time she spent alone.
With practice it had gotten much easier for her to put on her diaper, an accomplishment that filled her with pride, especially since she could now do it with just one hand so she could either hold her blankie, or suck her thumb while doing it.
Once she was changed and cleaned she had a quick breakfast with a big glass of milk, put on her backpack and walked down to the store.
The walk there was uneventful and once she arrived she went straight to the baby items section.
Her original intention had been to only get diapers, but when she looked at all of the other items there she was amazed. They had all sorts of different pacifiers, baby bottles and other wonderful items. They even had special cans of milk for babies. The milk was of special interest to her since she had been drinking it a lot lately, the taste of milk was almost as soothing as sucking on her thumb, and once she had tried it warmed and that was even better. Any of the special milks had to be even better than warm regular milk.
She quickly counted her money to see what she could get.
In the end she left the store with a package of diapers, two bottles, a pacifier and three cans of baby formula, explaining to the cashier that she was getting it for her little cousin.