The Investigation - Part 8 (Patreon)

It worked even better than Odette had hoped. Nanny didn't interrupt her, and even though she felt anxious when the woman came in later to check her, she just claimed she'd had an accident, and Nanny hadn't said another word about it.

Within a few more days, despite some more "accidents", Odette was promoted back to training pants. She had hoped she'd get to go right to big girl panties, but these were a good start... Even if, with their Disney Princesses, they somehow looked more infantile than her diapers. Since they were much thinner, they also made it much easier to "play" with her stuffed animals, though she had to be careful not to overdo it, or she'd be put back in diapers.

Despite not making as much progress with her potty training as she'd wanted, she decided it was time to start planning her escape. If she could make it to Pull-Ups, she could surely get back to normal underwear on her own, especially once she was somewhere she could go to the bathroom on her own... Not to mention that she had no idea how much time had passed. Surely, they'd be putting her back in school before too long...

She hadn't seen much of the facility, but it was going to have to be enough. There were no pens or pencils, or even regular, blank paper, though there were plenty of coloring books and crayons that would have to do. In fact, they were likely even better... She could just pretend she was coloring pictures if anyone questioned her. She even spent some time doing just that, in case they checked. If she was really lucky, she'd even be working on one of those decoy pages when and if they wanted to see what she was doing.

Unfortunately, things never seemed to work out that well for her. She was on the final stages of her plan, having drawn up as intricate a map as she could from what she'd seen of the place and then painstakingly worked out a route to make it out of there without being caught. It had taken her a couple tries, but now she was sure she had it, and all she had to do was wait for the right moment...

Then, of course, Nanny walked in and asked what she was doing. Her carefully crated lie of 'coloring' exited her mind as she had a real accident, terrified that all this preparation had been for nothing. She squirmed, mumbling a much less convincing, "Nothing," and hoping the woman would leave it at that.

She didn't, of course. She was highly trained, too smart to fall for that... "Let me see, sweetie," she cooed. "Did you color me a nice picture?" Odette was trapped... She tried slipping her finger out of the spot she'd marked, only for Nanny to say, "No, let's see the one you were just working on..." Odette hesitated, at least until Nanny picked up the hairbrush from the top of her dresser.

For a moment, it almost looked like Nanny was smiling - maybe even about to laugh. Then she turned serious. "What is this, young lady?" she demanded. When Odette didn't offer an answer, she shook her head. "I guess we should have known better... You're just too smart for us, aren't you?"

Odette couldn't help but nod... It was true, after all. This place was no match for her.