A Big Help - Part 5 (Patreon)

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Cynthia raised an eyebrow as she saw Kaitlyn slink into her classroom, not even having the decency to look bashful about it. She hadn't been there the day before, and Cynthia had checked, heard that the girl hadn't shown up to any of her classes. After that, she'd assumed the cheerleader was going to stay home and nurse her pride for the rest of the week, at least... And now, here she was.

Cynthia wasn't sure she'd call it brave, exactly; more like stupid, which, cheerleader or not, wasn't usually a word she'd use to describe Katy. She had to know that one day wasn't long enough for people to stop whispering about what had happened the last time she'd been in Cynthia's class... A spanking that led to a pants-wetting was going to stick with them way longer than that, especially since it had happened to the head cheerleader. Her only hope was for someone even more popular than her to be humiliated even worse, and that wasn't likely to happen any time before her graduation.

Maybe that was the point... Maybe she'd accepted that there was no way she was going to be able to completely avoid any further mockery, so she'd decided it was best to get it over with, and get back to classes before she fell too far behind. Things might have cooled down if she'd given it a couple more days, but she was never going to really live it down...

That all just made her cocky attitude more annoying to Cynthia. She'd thought the spanking would be enough to take her down a peg or two, yet here she was, looking unaffected. It hadn't been for nothing... She'd shown the class what she was willing to do, even to the head cheerleader, and it had been satisfying, but she would have liked for the girl to at least blush a little when she saw her, perhaps duck her head, stare down at her feet as she shuffled to her desk.

It wasn't fair to punish her for not doing all that, Cynthia knew... Normally, she wouldn't have punished anyone a second time so soon after the first. But seeing her again, leaning back in her desk smugly, the way she always did, as if nothing had happened, not only made Cynthia want to break that personal rule, it made her want the cheerleader to push her, to try something.

And, of course, she did; probably, everyone else would have known something was wrong if she hadn't, as surely as if she had let her fear of her teacher show. "Come on, Mel," she smirked. "We learned that in, like, kindergarten!"

There was something about the mention of 'kindergarten' that gave Cynthia pause, though she knew it couldn't really mean anything... Everyone went to kindergarten, after all. And it was far from enough to keep her from taking advantage of the opportunity.

"I really thought you learned your lesson last time, young lady," she shook her head. "I guess you need another lesson... Come up to the front of the class."

She expected Kaitlyn to crack then, to sniffle and squirm and beg... Her bottom had to still be at least a little sore after last time, which would probably make it all the easier to spank her until she peed her pants again. Cynthia hadn't done it on purpose the first time, but now, she was going to... 

"Sure," Katy shrugged, pushing herself up from the desk, strutting slowly across the classroom, taking her time, giving Cynthia time to get up from her chair, to get even more frustrated with her.

"Now!" she snapped.

"So fussy," Kaitlyn mocked. "You know what? I have an idea... Let's let little Cindi join the class."

Cynthia hadn't heard those words in a long time... And, in a way, she never had, as something switched in her brain as soon as they hit, and a change happened.

Gone was the big, bad, strict teacher, willing to spank anyone who pushed her too far. Gone was any hint of her adulthood, or maturity. All of the sudden, she was Cindi, a sweet little kindergartner who had an awful time keeping her panties dry in the best of times... And now, there was a terrifying, mean-looking big girl walking towards her.

She whimpered, trying to back away, but almost lost her balance, nervously looking down at herself in confusion, hands tugging at her skirt. Why was she wearing heels?! She was way too little for those... She must have been playing dress-up, and forgotten to take them off! She wobbled, the longer she thought about how thin those heels looked, the more uncertain she was in them, nearly falling over a couple times before she turned around, one knee collapsing onto the chair behind her, giving her a bit more stability.

That did make her feel a little better... Until she heard the big girl's voice, booming out at her. "How dare you interrupt class, little girl?" she demanded. "I ought to bend you over this desk and spank you right now!"

"N-No!" Cindi squeaked, for more than one reason. Of course, she was terrified of being spanked, by anyone, much less someone as big and strong looking as this girl... That was why her bladder betrayed her, as it was wont to do, and she felt herself start to soak her undies, as her backside was to the classroom, her body leaned forward into the chair, letting her skirt ride up, giving an even better view of what she was doing. Her thumb slid into her mouth, where it belonged, and she started to suck away, feeling her panties grow warm and soaked, pee-pee trickling down her thighs as she stood there, terrified to move...

She could hear laughter behind her, which only humiliated her more. It was coming from the big girl, of course, but there was more than that... She'd been so focused on her, she almost hadn't processed that there was a whole classroom of big kids there, watching, seeing her do this, and finding it hilarious.

"Oh, Cindi," the big girl sighed, spinning the chair around, so that Cindi was looking her in the eyes, seeing the rest of the classroom behind her. "Look at you... What a silly little girl you are. Did you really think playing dress-up would make you ready for Miss Katy's class, when you're barely suited for kindergarten?"

"I-I..." Cindi stammered, not knowing how to answer that, how she'd ended up here. What Miss Katy had suggested did sound possible, though, especially because of the heels... And she was a grown-up, clearly, so she must know more than Cindi. "I-I'm sorry, Miss Katy!" she mumbled behind her thumb, sucking it even harder. "Pl-Please, don't spank me!"

"Aww, poor baby," Miss Katy teased. "You really don't want a spanking, do you?" Cindi shook her head desperately. "Well, maybe I can let you off with a warning this time... But you're definitely going in a diaper, little girl."

"A-A diaper?!" Cindi gasped, shrinking down, hearing the big kids laugh at her again as she tried to hide behind the chair. "I-I don't need diapers!"

"I think you do," Miss Katy countered. "You just wet yourself, silly... And I had a little talk with Ms. Bev yesterday, and she told me all about all those other accidents you had... Which is why I made sure to bring a nice, thick diaper for you today, just in case."

Cindi wanted very much to protest, to try again to convince Miss Katy that she didn't need diapers, but if she'd talked to Ms. Bev... Cindi blushed, thinking of all the accidents she'd had in that class. Meekly, she let Miss Katy spin the chair around again, took her hand as she helped her get to her feet, wobbling, so that she could spread a diaper out onto it instead.

When she turned back around, plopping down onto the waiting diaper with a mortifying crinkle, the rest of the class was still watching, smirking, many of their phones out... She nibbled on her thumb, feeling almost as scared of all of them as she was of Miss Katy, knowing they were all so much bigger and more mature than she was, wondering how she'd ever thought she could fit in with them just because she'd put on some heels she didn't even know how to walk in...

"Look!" she heard one of them exclaim, pointing, even before she realized what was happening herself. She followed the girl's finger, glancing down at herself, cheeks burning when she saw a fresh glisten of wetness in her panties, a trickle of yellow escaping through the cloth, into her open, waiting diaper... She was having another accident again already, in front of all of them!

"Cindi!" Miss Katy scolded. "And you told me you didn't need your diapers!"

"I-I don't," Cindi pouted, even as she produced even more evidence to the contrary. Miss Katy sighed, waiting for her to finish before taking a pair of scissors off her desk, and snipping the sides of Cindi's drenched panties.

"You won't be needing these again anytime soon," she declared, throwing the ruined underwear away. "Silly little girls like you belong in diapers, all the time."

"N-No!" Cindi sniffled, shaking her head as the teacher sprinkled powder on her, pulled the diaper up, taping it into place, then sliding her skirt down past it, putting her already damp padding on display for the whole class to see. She took away the heels, too, and the long socks Cindi couldn't remember putting on, but she was much more thankful for that.

"Okay, Cindi," Miss Katy said, lifting Cindi up onto the big desk at the front of the room. "You were so eager to come to a class with the big kids... Let's see if you're ready."

Cindi sat there, on her desk, sucking on her thumb, squirming in her diaper, as Miss Katy quizzed her, asking questions that Cindi couldn't fully process, much less answer. She felt so tiny, and stupid, unable to even think of how to start answering as she sat there, legs swinging. There was no way anyone could know how to respond... Except, Miss Katy always called on one of the big kids after Cindi shook her head, and they answered right away, as if it was something so simple, they didn't even have to think about it.

"What a dumb baby," one of them mocked afterwards.

"N-No, I'm not!" Cindi kicked the desk with the back of her feet in frustration.

"Cindi," Miss Katy warned. "If you throw a tantrum, you'll get that spanking after all."

That just seemed to encourage the others to comment after she failed to answer, commenting on what a baby she was, how they shouldn't have expected anything more, when she didn't even know how to keep from peeing her pants...

And, all the time, she could feel her tummy aching, but she was too scared to say anything, to ask Miss Katy to let her go to the potty, until it was too late. She wriggled, cheeks burning as she felt the warm mush start oozing out, realizing it was too late, just hoping nobody else would notice...

"Cindi!" Miss Katy gasped. "Please tell me you aren't doing what I think you're doing!"

"I-I didn't mean to!" Cindi grunted, trying in vain to stop it, as more and more of the students figured it out.

"Oh, Cindi," Miss Katy sighed, shook her head. "You don't know any of these answers, you wet your pants, and now you're filling your diaper... I think it's very clear you have no business being in this class. But, since I don't have time to take you back to kindergarten where you belong, I suppose you'll just have to spend the rest of the period in the corner."

She lifted Cindi off the desk, the lack of the wood beneath her making the stinky mass push out all the faster, to her horror. "Go on," Miss Katy ordered. "March on over there."

Not seeing another choice, Cindi shuffled her way to the corner, her still-growing diaper bottom on perfect display, just hoping that Miss Katy wouldn't change her mind and give her a spanking after all of this after all, but knowing that, if the teacher did, there was nothing she could do to stop it, not if she couldn't even stop herself from pooping her Pampers.