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“Should we.. Keep them on…?” Abby’s mother said, as she felt the now very pressing need to relief herself. Her head clearing slightly from the babyish haze. Abby’s grin didn’t wane.

“Uhh.. I dun know mommy..” She said as she shrugged. Her tone was one that obviously meant she had no intention of taking the headsets off. Abby’s mother shook her head, as she centered herself.

“Let’s get these off, Honey. You heard the warning! We wouldn’t want your little brain to go to mush would we?” She said, Abby’s face melted into a frown.

“No Mommy! Stay as a bab-“ Abby’s mother cut her off as she grabbed her daughters headset, and yanked it off her head. She quickly did the same with her own. The two headsets tumbled to the ground, as the two fell into a daze as the world suddenly come back into view. Abby’s hands went to her face, her mind was spinning. It was as if someone had hit reset in her brain. Her mother was no better, as she clenched down on her eyelids. 

“Urghh..” Abby moaned, as she regained her focus. “You alright there mom?” She said, opening her eyes.

“Ah, yeah I’m.. I’m good. Damn that thing really hits you hard doesn’t it?” She said with a slight grin. 

“Yeah, good thing we didn’t go any longer.” Abby said, as she got to her feet. It was then she noticed that her jeans were completely soaked. At first she felt some shock, but quickly her mind seemed to push that emotion out. It felt suddenly kinda normal, like it wasn’t a big deal that she was standing in wet pants. “Oh, looks like I need to change these.” She said nonchalantly. 

“Yeah why are your.. pants.. wet?” Her mother said, but her mind also felt hazy at the idea her daughter had just clearly wet her pants. She shook her head and said, “No big deal Honey, it’s only your first one of the day. Accidents happen, go up to your room and get changed.” She said, getting to her feet as well. Abby still felt a little strange about this situation, but shrugged it off as she made her way out of the living room.

“Okeydokey mommy” she said, with a slightly childish tone. Her mind churned as she made her way up the stairs. “Do I normally go potty in my pants?” She thought, as she passed the upstairs bathroom. It was then she had a revelation, “Well duh, sometimes I do. It’s not like I always make it on time… right? That still doesn’t seem completely right.”  She thought, as she opened her bedroom door. She started stripping off her clothes, until she was completely naked. “Eh, maybe I should just sleep on it.” She mumbled, as she slipped into her bed. The second her head hit the pillow she was out like a light. Her thumb crept up into her mouth as she sunk deep into a slumber.

***

“BEEP BEEP” Abby’s alarm blared, as her eyes flew open. She slumped herself up, as her mouth made a popping noise from her thumb leaving her mouth. “Shit, I can’t be late to school today.” She said, as the weight of the day started to build on her shoulders. She zoomed around the room as she started throwing on clothes, and shoving some notebooks into her bag. She bolted out of the door after just a few minutes.

“Gotta run mom! I’m going to be late.” She said, as she started running down the stairs. Her mother peaked her head out of the kitchen.

“You need me to give you a ride?!” She yelled back, as Abby got down the steps. She stopped at the door, as she started to process what her mom had said to her. For some reason, it was very difficult to process any of the words she had said to her. It was like the cogs in her mind were gunked up with sand.

“What mommy?” She said, as she grabbed the door handle. A smile grew across Abby’s mother’s face.

“Does mommy need to give you a ridey baby girl?” She said, in an extremely baby talk tone. It was as if she was talking to a two year old. For some reason though, the words suddenly clicked in Abby’s mind.

“Oh! Yesth please mommy!” She said, with a childish lisp for some reason.

“Alright girly, I’m right behind you.” She said, patting Abby’s bum as she spun around to open the door.

The car ride wasn’t as eventful as the last time. Abby did find herself sucking a lot more on her thumb, but any embarrassment from that in her mind was long gone. Her mother didn’t even fight her on the thumb sucking this time, she’d work on weening her off when she got a little older.

“Alright Honey!  Have a good time at school!” Abby’s mother said, as they pulled up to Logan Hall. Abby immediately pushed open the door.

“Thanks, Mommy!” She yelled back, as she slammed the car door. Multiple people walking by the building did a double take at the loud proclamation from Abby. She didn’t really care though, she walked right up to the front doors, popping her thumb out to push the handles. She made her way down the halls, until she entered her math class. 

As she found her seat and started taking things out of her bag, she felt her mind starting to clear from the warm haze it was in during the car ride. She briefly looked over the past few days notes to see if there was anything critical she missed. The professor walked in as her nose was buried in her notes.  

“Alright class, so today we’re going to practice a few more triple integrals. Follow me on the board here, and be ready to get called up here to finish the problem.” The professor said, as she started taking out a few markers. “So first we figure out what coordinate system we’re in, then we…” Abby did her best to follow the big words as she tried to draw the math problems in her notebook the best she could. After about a minute, she looked down at her notes to see a jumbled mess of scribbles and random markings. It was as if a three year old had just attacked her notebook. She furrowed her brow.

“That doesn’t seem right-” She thought, as she was suddenly brought out of her mind.

“Abigail, would you like to come up here and finish the problem?” the professor said, extending the marker in Abby’s direction. Fear pumped through her as she slowly got out of her seat.

“Oh uh… yeah sure..” She said, her mind scrambling trying to figure out where they even were in the problem. She grabbed the marker from her teacher’s hand, and just stared at the board. It didn’t even look like hieroglyphics, those at least looked like something. This was even worse, it was as if someone wrote in complete scribbles and asked her to decode it. She gripped the marker tighter.

“You… um…” She pressed the marker up to the white board. She just held the marker there, shaking as she tried to figure out what to do next. 

Suddenly, her face went from struck with fear, to a small grin. 

Something in her mind flipped, as the scribbles on the board began to make complete sense in her mind. “Ooo I wove drawing!!” She squealed, as she started dramatically moving the marker up and down the board, doing her best to draw a pretty house. “Den we gotta put da doors in, and oh! Da peoples..” 

“What a good girl!” The professor said lovingly to Abby, as she kept madly scribbling across the board.

“Hehe.. den we gotta put da.. graa baa..” She trailed off as she started babble to herself. Any kind of coherent drawing was long gone as she started randomly drawing lines in every kind of direction. She felt a pressure in her bladder, but didn’t even think twice as she immediately let go in her pants.

“Oh Abby… Abby… ABBY… ABBIGAIL!!!!” The professor’s voice went from soft and sweet, to suddenly booming in her ear with an incredibly harsh tone. Abby shook her head as she suddenly spun out of her haze. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” Abby’s mind continued to clear as she got a good look at the board. The previous math problems had now been completely blanked by childish scribblings. It was as if a group of kindergarteners had just mobbed the white board. 

“I don’t.. I…” Abby trailed off, as she crossed her legs. Feeling the warm wetness around her jeans as she did so. 

“Oh god look at you! What on Earth… I’m honestly speechless!” Abby’s mind started to spin again as she felt herself start to fall back into her haze.

“I’m weawwy swowwy…” She said, popping her thumb into her mouth.

“Oh you’re going to be missy.” The professor said, as Abby’s mind sunk back into a babyish fog. “Turn your butt around!” She said, as she spread her across the nearest desk. She immediately pulled down the girls pants. “You are going to learn some lessons!” 

SMACK SMACK SMACK

“OWW!! PWEASE!” Abby wailed out.

“No, this will teach you to be a bad baby in my class!” The professor yelled out.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

Abby was in tears, her bottom was completely red from the consecutive blows. She closed her eyes, as she cried her heart out. As she did so, she could start to feel the world coming back to her. The room spun, and when it finally stopped, she opened her eyes.

There she was, laid out across her desk, with her butt stuck out, tears still streaming down her face. Her soaked pants were still on, and everyone in the room’s mouth’s were on the floor. The professor was in pure shock.

“I…” The professor couldn’t even eek anything out. Abby immediately straightened out her back. The weight of what she had just done finally hitting her.

“I uh… Have to go!” She yelled, as she immediately bolted out of the room.

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