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Chapter 11 = Losing the Authority: As Dafi continued her soft stride through the mall she couldn’t help gushing over her latest purchase. The stuffed animal was just so cute and so fluffy! Part of her wanted to just stop walking right now and just sit down and hug him; but part of her brain still realized that would be quite the strange action for a young woman like her to do. How old was she again..? Dafi shrugged it off, it’s not like it mattered much. She had her beautiful horsey doll now and nothing was going to stop her from enjoying it.

She booped its nose and played with its hair. “Aww, horsey this is so cute. What a nice sa... sa...” Dafi found herself stunned for a moment. She had the first two letters but she found that she suddenly couldn’t remember the name of one of the most simplest and basic horseback riding terms. The name of the leather seat on the back of a horse. “Hmmm... that’s weird... what is that called again?” She said to herself. She’d been horseback riding for years. Why wouldn’t the word come to her?? “Sa...sa....sa...” The young woman repeated to herself, trying to force the memory to return, but it just wouldn’t. She looked around, trying to see if there was anyone who could help her, when she saw a young girl, maybe 8, who had a horse on her shirt. The girls’ Mother was distracted so Dafi snuck over to the young girl, kneeling down to her height.

“Umm, excuse me, sweetie? Could you please tell me what this is called?” Dafi asked, pointing at the seat on the stuffed animals back. The young girl gave her a strange look.

“You don’t know what it’s called?” The girl asked condescendingly. Dafi found herself a little stunned by the girls’ rudeness.

“Uh, well I...”

“I know at least 300 terms about horses.” The girl said proudly as she stood tall next to the cringing Dafi. “And I have known about them since I was little.” She giggled at Dafi. “How come you don’t? Are you a dummy?”

Dafi let out a small gasp. “N-no! I’m not! I just...”

“I know what a dressage is. And a bridle. Oh, and a canter.” The girl chuckled as she spouted out terms to Dafi. Dafi heard them and was shocked to understand that she knew she had heard them before, but couldn’t for the life of her remember what any of them meant!

The girl poked Dafi’s stuffed animal with a smirk on her face. “That is a saddle. Duh.” A saddle! Dafi thought in shock. She’d only sat on one herself at least a couple hundred times. How had she forgotten such a simple word that she’d heard for years almost on a daily basis?!

“But I... mphmmddh... I don’t want to buppy mockerfloppin... addercoo...” Dafi was shocked even more as she heard the words that were coming out of her mouth. She was trying to say normal words but she couldn’t even understand herself.

The young girl once again looked confused but more amused than anything else. “Hehehe, clearly you have a lot to learn. How little are you? Can’t even talk very well yet. You sound like my little sister when she’s about to have an accident.” Dafi’s jaw dropped at the blunt little girls’ comment. She tried to say something in response, but found that her words, even the senseless babbling ones, had totally gotten caught in her throat.

The little girl giggled at her even more. “Is that what’s going on? Are you going to have an accident?” The girl asked, a big smirk plastered on her face. Dafi whimpered a little silently and squirmed in place at the girls’ horribly embarrassing comment. She was trying to respond when she felt something strange...

A soft cold wind seemed to blow by her. Even though they were inside it felt like a sudden breeze. She had no idea what it could be! But she didn’t have long to contemplate it before she felt a horribly familiar feeling. Dafi looked down and saw a tiny wet spot appear on the crotch of her skinny jeans and quickly begin to grow bigger and bigger. Dafi’s jaw dropped even more, she clenched her legs together tightly but she couldn’t stop it at all.

“Uh oh...” The little girl said, quickly beginning to giggle. “Looks like I was right. You’re having an accident, just like my little sister.”

Dafi whimpered desperately and tried to stop it with her hands, but she couldn’t stop the warm flow even for a moment. She was helpless as the wet spot quickly encased her entire crotch and begin spreading down her legs.

The young girl continued to berate Dafi. “Oh my goodness, you’re really losing control aren’t you? Hehehe. My sister used to at least wear some diapies to protect her from her accidents. But she grew out of them, she doesn’t need them anymore. You on the other hand look like you might.”

Dafi couldn’t take it anymore and ran from the girl, her new stuffie and groceries held tightly in her hands. “Good luck little baby!” The girl called after her, still giggling. By this point Dafi could feel herself growing ever closer to bawling once again. As she ran she couldn’t help herself from peeing even more. She didn’t stop to look back as she was surely leaving a wet little yellow trail behind her.

She finally made it into one of the private bathrooms and sat her butt down on the toilet, but by then the damage was done. As Dafi sobbed and peed through her jeans and panties into the toilet, she already knew what needed to be done. After spending the next fifteen minutes peeling off her wet clothes and cleaning herself up, Dafi took a long nervous sigh before she fished around inside of her purse and pulled out one of the pull-ups and the skirt she’d stashed in there. She knew what she had to do. There was no denying her accidents any longer, caused by Violet or otherwise.

Dafi hesitated, but she slowly pulled the soft crinkly material all the way up her long slender legs. She looked in the mirror and was horrified to see how well they fit her butt. The material of the pull-ups crinkled with every move she made. She really was a babygirl now... 

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