Janice's Potty Training - Chapter 3 (Patreon)

"No!" Janice pouted, kicking her feet uselessly in the car seat she was strapped into. "Please... Why are you being so mean to me?!"

Yvette sighed, turning back to look at her from the front seat. "I'm not being mean, dear," she said gently. "I told you... I'm showing you what a baby you're acting like. It worked last time; don't you remember?"

"There's a big difference between doing that when I'm, like, five, and doing it now!" Janice glared at her. 

"It doesn't look like it," Yvette shrugged. "You barely look any different now."

Janice blushed, squirming in her seat. "Well, I am!" she huffed. "And you can't take me into the mall this way!"

"Well, I'm sorry you feel that way," Yvette told her, "because I have things I need to get, and babies like you don't get to dictate where they do or don't go." To demonstrate that, Yvette stepped out of her car, slamming the door shut behind her. Janice had felt a tiny bit of accomplishment, getting her not to do that right away once they'd parked, and had hoped that would grow as she convinced the woman to take her back home, but now, all she could do was sit there and watch as her babysitter walked around the car to her own door, opening it up.

"Stop it!" Janice kicked her feet again while Yvette leaned over and unbuckled the straps holding her in, expertly dodging her feet. 

"You can fuss all you want, Janice," Yvette said calmly. "You're the one everyone will be staring at when they hear you throwing a tantrum."

Janice froze, giving Yvette the perfect opportunity to scoop her up, setting her down on the ground and taking her hand. She wasn't sure that was entirely true - they'd probably blame whoever she was with for how she was acting in public, assuming they couldn't control her - but they likely would look at her if she got too loud, and if they looked too long, or if it was somebody she knew...

"Come on," she sniffed quietly, toddling beside the woman. "I come here all the time! I can't let them see me like this!"

"Why not?" Yvette asked. "You're dressed entirely appropriately for your age. There's no reason anyone would judge you for showing up here wearing diapers, now is there?"

Janice winced at the sound of the word, eyes darting all around them to be sure nobody was close to them in the parking lot to overhear, tugging nervously at the hem of her shirt with her free hand. Probably, to be honest, they'd already have known what she was wearing, but if not, if they hadn't been able to tell why her pants looked so puffy... Well, that would have confirmed it. "I already told you," she whined. "I wasn't gonna wear them anymore!"

"And I think I've made it very clear," Yvette replied. "I don't believe you. Babies like you are too little to realize how bad lying is, so I'm not going to punish you... But just know that you aren't fooling anybody."

She pushed open the front entrance to the mall, practically having to drag Janice through as her legs froze. As she'd told Yvette, she'd been here countless times, mostly to visit her friends who worked here, though also because there weren't that many other things in town to keep people her age entertained... As much fun as she'd been having, wearing diapers again, she'd never have dreamed of wearing them here, much less under an outfit where they were so obvious...

She sniffled, sliding closer to Yvette's leg, praying that she was small enough in comparison that people would overlook her there. "I have to be able to walk, sweetie," Yvette chuckled. "Or would you like me to carry you?" 

Janice considered it, for a moment, certain that would tire the woman out, make her want to leave quicker, or admit that Janice wasn't as tiny as she claimed... It would also put her, and her diaper, closer to eye level for everyone else here. "N-No," she pouted.

"Well, then," Yvette said, "would you like you to leave you for babysitting while I do my shopping?" She nodded over at the play center at the front of the mall, where parents could drop off their youngest, if they didn't want to drag them through the whole place.

Janice started to shake her head, the very idea of being stuck there, with a bunch of toddlers, humiliating, but she stopped herself. At the very least, she would be less visible there, as opposed to out in the mall itself... Not as many people would see her, and there was a good chance that, unless they were babysitting, none of her friends would have any reason to be there. She couldn't say the same for the rest of the mall.

"M-Maybe," she mumbled quietly.

"Maybe, huh?" Yvette teased, bending down and picking her up, resting her on her hip. "All right, then... That's fine with me." Janice blushed, glad she hadn't said yes to the previous question now. The higher vantage point was nice, as was not being forced to toddle around in her bulky diapers... She really did feel quite exposed up there, however, and very visible.

Yvette carried her into the play center, setting her down on the counter with a soggy squish. "Hello," she smiled pleasantly at the girl working the counter. "I'd like to drop her off for a little while." Janice wiggled anxiously as Yvette set everything up, pulling some spare diapers out of her bag for them to use, and gently grabbing Janice's wrist, holding it still so the worker could put a band around it before Yvette lifted her down, carrying her to the other side of the entrance gate and sending her off with a pat on the bottom.

Almost immediately, Janice saw something that terrified her, that made her turn and toddle back towards the gate, only to see that it was closed, locking her in, and that Yvette was already nowhere to be seen. She was trapped in there, with no way to leave without an 'adult' to pick her up...

"Hello, there!" She flinched as she heard the exact thing she'd been hoping to avoid, a voice she'd heard many times at school. She didn't know the girl it was coming from that well, really, not well enough to know she worked here, but they were acquainted enough with one another that Janice knew there was no way she wouldn't recognize her, too. "It's nice to meet you, cutie!" she exclaimed. "My name is Kim! What's yours?"

Janice stared at the closed gate for another long moment, trying to will it to open; when it didn't, she braced herself, resigned to the fact that it would be impossible to stay here for long without Kim spotting her, and wanting to get it over with, to not have to constantly be terrified that she was going to slip up and do it accidentally, and turned around. "H-Hi," she gulped, positive that the other girl was going to laugh at her, make fun of her, take out her phone to snap pictures to show their former classmates...

"Well, don't you look adorable?" Kim smiled, not missing a beat. Janice blinked; did she not recognize her?! Was her outfit doing that good of a job of hiding her real identity, making her look like a toddler?! If so... Well, it might be a little embarrassing, still, but it also sounded kind of fun... "Here, sweetie, let me introduce you to the other kids." She gave Janice a wink and offered her hand, Janice bashfully taking it.

"And don't worry," Kim told her pleasantly. "I'm not going to tell anyone."

Janice froze. "H-Huh?"

"I won't tell anyone, Janice," Kim said, making the smaller girl's blood freeze, realizing that she'd known who she was all along after all. "I think it's wonderful that you're daring to be yourself like this... And, if you ever need a babysitter, I'd love to help. You really are just so cute!" She giggled, giving Janice's hand a light tug to get her moving again, taking her over to a small group of kids, where she introduced her as if she was one of them, showing no signs that there was anything unusual going on.

Janice played with them for a few minutes, but she couldn't help but notice how easily visible they were from the front counter. It felt wonderful, knowing that Kim had seen her this way, and accepted her... She wasn't sure her friends would feel the same, however, and as unlikely as it was that they would happen to stop by, she didn't want to risk it. She crept to the back of the play center, somewhere less visible, sitting by herself and watching the other kids have fun.

After a little while, confident that she had a good hiding spot, she curled up there, and, before she knew it, she had drifted off for a nice nap, her tummy still full of formula, and making her drowsy. At least, it was a nice nap until she woke up, and felt something wet underneath her. She frowned, wrinkling her nose as she reached down, poking nervously at her crotch to find that her shorts were absolutely soaked, her diaper having leaked on her. "No!" she squealed, sitting up in a panic.

"There you are!" Kim exclaimed, swooping in. "I've been looking all over for... Oh, no, sweetie, what happened?"

Janice sniffled, staring up at her pitifully. Unfortunately, there was really only one option... Taking her to the changing table and putting her into a fresh diaper, but leaving her shorts off. Just like she'd been planning to spend her day at home... But that was at home. It was totally different doing it here, while she was being babysat.

And being changed by Kim was totally different, too. It was weird, being changed by anyone else, when she was used to doing it on her own, but especially so to look up at see one of her classmates, smiling down at her. Fortunately, she didn't make a big deal of it, treating Janice like she probably treated any other charge here, wiping her off and powdering her quickly and efficiently, complimenting her softly. "Such a good girl," she cooed. "Being so nice and calm for me... Not squirmy at all!"

And, when she was done, the fresh diaper taped snugly around Janice's waist, more tight than she'd ever been able to get it on her own, making her even more aware of it, Kim reached down and playfully tickled Janice's tummy. Janice giggled automatically, wiggling now, unable to help herself... She didn't find it particularly funny, however, because, even after her bladder had emptied itself during her nap, her tummy was still feeling very full, and the pressure, however light, on her stomach made her worried she was going to mess herself.

Thankfully, she didn't, and Kim only tickled her for a moment before sending her off to play again, warning her not to hide again, even though Janice wanted to do that more than ever, now that she was running around with her diaper completely exposed. She could feel the workers keeping a closer eye on her, too, to ensure there wasn't a repeat.

Before long, Yvette showed back up. Janice wasn't sure if she was glad for that or not... They could go back home, yes, and she could put something else over her diaper, or at least stay inside where nobody would see, but she did like it better, being looked after by Kim rather than Yvette.

"I'm afraid she had a little accident," Kim explained, handing a plastic bag with Janice's shorts over to Yvette.

"Janice!" Yvette scolded. "Honestly... You know better, young lady! Thank you so much for putting up with her."

"Oh, not at all," Kim shook her head. "She was a little angel! And she couldn't help it, so don't be too harsh with her!"

Yvette raised an eyebrow at that, but nodded, taking Janice by the hand, the girl's head spinning as she was pulled away from the play center, into the mall itself, her visible diaper feeling like a beacon, calling all eyes to stare at her bottom.

And, to make matters worse, Yvette didn't turn towards the exit. "Umm... Wh-Where are we going?" Janice squirmed.

"I saw something we need to try out here," Yvette told her.

"B-But..." Janice stammered, helplessly being dragged further and further into the mall, knowing that, at any moment, somebody she knew could see her... Especially when she realized they were heading straight towards the kids' clothing store where her friend Riley worked... Where, in fact, assuming her usual schedule hadn't changed recently, Riley was probably working right now...