Janice's Potty Training - Chapter 2 (Patreon)

"Ugh, it's so hot," Janice pouted as she stared at her open dresser, trying to find the motivation to put on something more than the t-shirt and diaper she was currently wearing. She'd been sleeping like this ever since she'd bought the diapers, and she loved how cute it made her look, how sweet and innocent... And she loved hearing her diaper crinkle whenever she moved, which was always muffled, if only slightly, when she had something else over top of it.

Of course... There was nothing stopping her from spending her day like this, now was there? Her room was always the warmest part of the house, so she didn't like to stay cooped up in there all the time in the summer, but her parents were at work, so there was no real reason that she had to hide. She hadn't found the courage to do it before, to step out of her room with her diaper exposed like this, yet there wasn't anything actually stopping her.

She did hold her breath as she pulled her door open, half expecting to find her parents waiting there, but when that wasn't the case, she toddled through the house, into the living room, being careful to stay out of sight of the windows while she crept up to them and closed the curtains, ensuring nobody could peek in and see her.

She was still nervous, anxious that her mom or dad might come home early, with no warning, but that was outweighed by the exhilaration of being able to run through the house this way, free and happy in her diapers. She was on such a high from that, she even started to wonder if she could also work up the courage to try something else she'd been curious about... 

She still hadn't done anything more than pee in her diapers, since the day she'd cleaned out the attic. She'd done that plenty; using them the other way, however, seemed a little gross... But that didn't stop her from wondering what it was like. She vaguely recalled liking it as a kid - and she must have, to have stuck with diapers for as long as she had - though, as she kept reminding herself, she'd had someone else taking care of the aftermath then. And, unfortunately, this was the final diaper from the pack she'd bought, so if she was going to do it, this could be her last chance... She could always buy more, except that she'd had a few close calls, where she'd almost gotten caught, and, as much as she hated to admit it, she knew the smart thing to do was to wait until she was living away from home.

That was what led her to going back to her room to fetch the brochure she'd been sent for the college dorm she'd be moving into in the fall. She brought it back out to the living room, lying on her tummy on the floor, squirming to listen to her diaper crinkle as she tried to see if she could tell if she'd have enough space of her own to hide diapers there, fantasizing about it contentedly...

"Only big girls are can go to college," a voice that had nearly faded completely from her memory snapped. "And that means they have to be potty trained."

Janice gasped, scrambling to sit up, tugging on the hem of her t-shirt, staring up at the person who was now looming over her, a part of her certain she'd heard almost those exact same words before, and from this same person. "I-I am a big girl!" she insisted automatically, with a sniff. "A-And what are you doing in my house?!"

The woman scoffed, reaching down, easily snatching the shirt from Janice's grip, lifting it up to expose her padding. "Didn't you parents tell you?" she asked. "My name is Yvette, and I potty trained you when you were younger... And it seems like some things don't change, do they? You're here, back in the very same kind of diapers, just a little bigger in size. You've barely even grown much yourself... Maybe that's why you think it's okay to still act like a baby."

"I have too grown!" Janice pouted, drawing herself up as tall as she could, sitting on the floor. Next to Yvette, however it was hardly impressive... She blushed, realizing she was probably so small that Yvette wouldn't have any problem picking her up and carrying her around if she wanted, and she was sure she had a memory of the woman doing exactly that to her when she was younger. "A-And you don't have to worry... This is my last diaper, so I'm never going to wear them again."

Saying the words out loud made her tummy feel strange. She probably wasn't going to follow through on that, but even having to wait until she started college seemed like a long time. It was obviously a good call, though... Clearly, she hadn't done as good a job at hiding what she was up to as she'd thought, if her parents had found out and called Yvette in.

"I don't think so, young lady," Yvette shook her head. "You're not going to fool me that easily... For one thing, you're wet. Did you even know that?"

"O-Of course!" Janice blushed, squirming. It must have happened when Yvette had snuck up on her, so it wasn't her fault!

"I just told you," Yvette sighed. "Grown-ups like me always see through the fibs of little babies like you... And that's exactly how you're acting. If I know you - and believe me, I do - I'm going to have to show you exactly how much of a baby you're behaving like, to help you see why you actually need to give up your diapers... Again."

"But I am going to give them up!" Janice whined. "I told you I was!"

"Aww, look at that," Yvette teased. "Is somebody trying to prove what a big girl she is by getting all cranky? Is she so silly to think that's going to work?"

"I-I'm not..!" Janice glared at her, before realizing how much it looked like exactly that. 

"I bet I know what's wrong," Yvette smiled, scooping Janice up off the floor, carrying her easily over to the sofa and sitting down, cradling the smaller girl in her arms. "You need your lunch!"

She reached into the large bag she had brought with her, producing a huge baby bottle, sliding the nipple into Janice's protesting mouth. It had been a long time since Janice had tasted formula, but she could tell right away that was what it was, since it was definitely not normal milk. It was quite rich, and she'd had her fill of it after a few gulps.

"Now, now," Yvette patted Janice's diapered bottom. "You have to drink it all if you want to grow up to be a big girl some day."

"I'm not hungry!" she tried to protest, burbling the words uselessly into her formula, Yvette expertly keeping the bottle positioned just right so she couldn't escape it, cradling her close to her chest to prevent her from wriggling away. Janice whimpered, staring up at the bottle as she realized that, like it or not, the whole thing was, indeed, going to end up inside her. By the time it had, her tummy was feeling a little uneasy, a little too full, but there was nothing she could do about that as she was released, taking a few wobbly steps away from Yvette.

"Well, then, that should be better," Yvette declared. "Now, you said this was your last diaper? We'd better fix that!" She took Janice by the hand, and Janice found herself toddling along beside her automatically, not feeling up to resisting until she saw the front door looming ahead, clearly the only thing they could be heading towards.

"W-Wait!" she blushed. "I-I can't go out like this!"

"Why not?" Yvette asked. "You're just a baby, Janice, and nobody cares if babies run around with their diapers showing, especially on a hot day like today."

"No!" Janice squealed, tugging on Yvette's hand, panic setting in at the realization that, if the woman wanted, she could overpower her with no problem, drag her out this way... "Wh-What if somebody I know sees me?!"

"Then they'll see what a cute little baby you are," Yvette smirked, stroking Janice's hair, letting out a small chuckle when she saw the fear in the girl's eyes. "But I suppose we could put some shorts on you, if you want."

"Yes!" Janice let out a sigh of relief. "Y-Yes, please! Thank you!"

Of course, Janice was too small to pick her clothes out herself, and the shorts Yvette got from the drawer for her were far from ideal. There was an obvious bulge, and her diaper's waistband was peeking up from the back, but it was much better than going without pants, and, with any luck, her t-shirt would cover most of it. She was still feeling incredibly babyish, however, especially once Yvette led her out to her car and opened the back door, revealing the car seat waiting for her.

Janice fit into it perfectly, Yvette even having to tighten the straps slightly, pulling them taut against Janice's body, giving her a fresh reminder of her soggy diaper and her full tummy with every bounce. 

Janice wasn't sure she would have been able to get out of the car at the store on her own, every car in the parking lot filling her with anxiety, wondering if it contained somebody she knew. Yvette didn't give her a choice in the matter, lifting her out of the car seat, setting her down on the ground, holding her hand tightly. Janice found herself sliding closer to Janice's leg, blushing as she waddled along behind the cart Yvette was pushing, though, thankfully, it seemed like she was so small next to the woman that nobody was really giving them a second look, finding anything odd about the pairing.

Standing in the diaper aisle, however, was something else altogether. She blushed, looking around, feeling overwhelmed in a way that she hadn't when she'd been there on her own, perhaps thanks to the diaper already taped snugly around her waist, for anyone familiar with how they looked under clothes - which anyone in this aisle likely would be - to spot.

"Okay, sweetie," Yvette cooed. "What size do you need?"

Janice opened her mouth, but couldn't speak, didn't want to let anyone hear her voice in this place, looking like this. Bashfully, she reached up, grabbing the package she'd bought last time, holding it up. "Good girl," Yvette took it from her, patting her on the head. She set the package back down on the shelf, to Janice's surprise, moving over and picking up, instead, a package of overnight diapers in the same size.

Janice squirmed in excitement, knowing those would be even thicker, although that excitement soon turned sour as Yvette put another pack in the cart, and another. How was she possibly going to get through all of those before she left for college?!

She was still wondering about that as she waddled back to the front of the store to watch Yvette pay for those, and the rest of the supplies she'd thrown in, knowing, without a doubt, that the cashier, and the bagger, and everyone around, was aware that all of that was for her.

The car seat was almost a comfort when she was returned to it, cuddling up in it, glad she was heading back home before she saw anyone she knew. After a few minutes, however, she looked out the window, and saw that they weren't driving back the way they'd come after all.

"Umm..." she shifted in her seat nervously. "Wh-Where are we going?"

"We're heading to the mall," Yvette grinned at Janice in the mirror. "Won't that be fun?"

Janice's eyes widened, and she felt her diaper grow a little warmer as she dribbled into it. The store hadn't been too bad, but the mall?! A lot of her friends worked there... Was she really going to be able to avoid all of them?! She squirmed in her car seat her diaper squishing beneath her, growing more and more scared of what was going to happen next.