Persona 4 Regression ULTIMAX! Part 9 (Patreon)

Chie could hardly believe her ears and flashed her gaze angrily between Ms. Nami and Rise. They each looked back at her in surprise, apparently not expecting such an explosive response from the brunette.

Ms. Nami raised an eyebrow, walking to a cabinet by the changing table and producing an overly large, yellow plastic toddler toilet from it. “This potty Chie,” she explained calmly, bringing it to the center of the room so all three babies could see it clearly, “it’s not like you gave me a chance to show you before you filled your diaper.”

There was a smugness to her voice, almost like she may have known that Chie didn’t have any input in the filling of her pants.

“Was she responsible for the spiral in the board?” Chie wondered, turning to the blackboard for a second before whipping her attention back to the plastic potty in Ms. Nami’s hand. “No, no stay focused. I don’t want to get sucked in again just in case it wasn’t a slip.”

Next to the caretaker Rise jumped from leg to leg obviously struggling to stop herself from wetting her pants. “Ms. Naaammiiii,” she whined, tugging at the woman’s sleeve with growing urgency. One of her hands flew down to the front of her diaper's crotch, a useless tactic to try and hold it in.

The silver-haired woman ripped her death-locked attention away from Chie and in a flash, her annoyed scowl became a smile as she addressed Rise. “I’m so sorry dear, I got distracted. Let's get you set up.”

She moved gracefully, setting the potty on the floor with a smooth motion. Chie took a second to notice that almost everything she did was like that. There was a flow to the way the caretaker moved.

The seat proudly displayed its occupant directly in the middle of the nursery where anyone could see them. That however didn’t bother Rise as she dropped her diaper to the floor to clear the way for her descent towards the potty.

Rise started lowering her bottom, somewhat gracefully, toward the seat, only to misjudge its height and fall into it with a plop. The splatter of urine was hitting the bottom of the toilet before the meat of her rump slapped against the plastic of the seat.

The splattering sound, followed by the meaty thump, and Rise’s sigh of relief made Chie green with envy. “Sitting in the middle of the room wouldn’t be so bad if it meant I got to use a big girl potty!” she said with a huff, crossing her arms and pushing her neck into her body, almost like she was a turtle trying to hide inside its shell.

This time her tantrum was ignored. The rest of the focus of the room was solely on Rise, who kicked her legs back and forth happily while Yukiko and Ms. Nami watched. The wet splashing continued for several minutes, longer than Chie could believe.

“There was no way her bladder could hold that much.” she thought.

She was left on the sidelines while she waited for Rise to finish. Yukiko broke the tension in the room by jumping up excitedly. “Oh Oh, I’m nest Mish Nami!” she exclaimed, queuing up behind Rise to wait for her turn.

“Oh what a good idea Yukiko, maybe we should all try the big girl potty.” She pointed across the room to the still fuming Chie, who was feeling rather unresolved in her anger, “Chie why don’t you come take your place behind Yukiko and see how it works?”

This made the tomboyish brunette even angrier and she shook her head in refusal, fearing what the very rude words she was thinking of might bring.

Again the caretaker’s scowl returned and she snapped her fingers. To Chie, the sound felt deafening, like she had to blink lest the shock wave of it hit her.

When she opened her eyes again her position had changed. She was inexplicably standing behind Yukiko.

“Wha?”

The rebellious girl felt completely disoriented and blinked to make sure what she was seeing was correct. She had, in fact, moved. A look back revealed the caretaker towering over her again with a menacing aura. A quick glance down confirmed her fear, something worse than being stuck in the corner waited for her if she protested further. It was a hairbrush, its shiny surface turned toward her to show off the surface area perfect for swatting her insubordinate bottom with.

Chie stiffened up nervously turning her attention to the line in front of her. “It’s fine,” she thought, “I’ll just sit there for a few minutes and say I didn’t have to go. It’s that easy.”

It seemed to be perfect timing too because Rise called out right at that second. “Ms. Nami, I’m all done!”

The caretaker approached from behind Chie, her demeanor once again shifting to the cheery smile. “Good Girl!” She praised.

After a quick and embarrassing aide in wiping Rise popped up, pulling her still clean diaper up in one smooth motion. She beamed, and Ms. Nami smiled back.

“Using the Potty like a big girl means you earned something little Risette, do you know what it is?” Ms. Nami asked.

“I get a smiley sticker on my potty chart!” Rise cheered, bouncing up and down. Each little hop caused her sundress to bounce along with her and reveal the completely untarnished diaper to Chie.

It was almost like a slap in the face, made even worse by having to watch the nursery’s caretaker carefully place a smiley face on a completely untarnished potty chart. It was a stark contrast to Chie’s little lightning bolts and rain clouds and the massive amount of stickers Yukiko had denoting her accidents.

“I wanna smiley face.” Chie said under her breath, willing the urge to pee forward in search of the reward using the potty might actually bring.

Unfortunately for her, Yukiko was first. The dark-haired girl popped open the bottom of her onesie confidently and plopped down into the potty without removing her diaper first.