"She did! She pooped her diaper!"

"She did! She pooped her diaper!"

Feeling her dress get pulled up, Christy managed to pull away and turn around so the girl wouldn't be able to see her diaper anymore. However, in doing so she put her diaper on display for everybody else, including the boy. Even he couldn't help but giggle at the sight of her drooping diaper, causing Christy to scramble to pull her dress back down. As she did, the girl got up and went over to the edge of the playpen, "Miss Stacy! Christy pooped her diaper!"

Several of the kids began to giggle as Stacy made her way over to the playpen after finishing up with the child she was helping. "Well, thanks for letting me know sweetie." She smiled at the girl and stepped into the playpen, making her way over to Christy who, by this point, had begun to cry again due to the utterly humiliating situation she'd been put into. "Aw, hun, it's alright." Stacy said with a smile as she helped Christy up to her feet. She raised up the back of Christy's dress again, pulling the back waistband of her diaper out just to confirm before nodding. "Come on, let's go get you changed out of that stinky diaper."

She led Christy out of playroom and into the changing room, where Christy soon began to bawl. Stacy sighed and led her to the changing table, rubbing her back reassuringly before helping her lay down onto the table. "I'm sorry, hun, I know that had to be embarrassing, but it's okay. I'll get you all cleaned up, alright?"

As much as Stacy had hoped it would, that didn't seem to cheer Christy up at all as she shook her head hysterically. "Sh-She called me a baby an-and pulled my dress up..." She barely managed to get that out between sobs as Stacy set about gathering her changing supplies.

Stacy stepped over to the cabinet and retrieved something, stepping back over and slipping a pink pacifier into Christy's mouth to ease her crying. She put a finger to the shield to keep Christy from spitting it out. "It's alright, I promise I'll take care of her when we go back out. I warned them not to tease. You just try to calm down and I'll get you cleaned up, okay? I know you wouldn't want them to see you crying like this."

That seemed to calm Christy down just a little and she nodded back up at Stacy. Satisfied, Stacy pulled her finger off the pacifier, watching for a moment as Christy suckled on it lightly for comfort before smiling. "Alright, now let's get you outta that messy diaper." She pulled Christy's dress up and out of the way, exposing soiled diaper hidden underneath. She untaped it and pulled it back, grabbing a few baby wipes to clean up the mess on Christy's bottom. It took quite a few wipes but she eventually managed to get Christy cleaned up, rolling the wipes up with the diaper and tossing it into the diaper pail nearby.

She slid the clean diaper underneath Christy's bottom and began to sprinkle out baby powder onto Christy's crotch, forming a small cloud of powder for a moment before gently rubbing it in. She lifted Christy's legs up straight and sprinkled even more powder onto her bottom this time, taking extra care to rub it in thoroughly after the accident Christy had just had. After that, she laid Christy back down on the diaper and pulled it up between her legs before tightly taping it closed. After a few adjustments of the fitting, she happily patted the diaper and helped Christy off the table. "There ya' go, hun, all clean." She pulled Christy's dress back down over her diaper and flattened it out. "Ready to go back out now?"

With her tears mostly stopped now, Christy merely gave a nod as a response as she continued to suckle on the pacifier. As humiliating as this situation was, she was finding the pacifier surprisingly calming. Stacy took her by the hand and led her back out into the playroom, helping her into the playpen before turning to the young girl. "I'd like a word with you, young lady."

Christy made her way back over to her spot and watched as Stacy helped the girl out of the playpen and walked over to the other side of the room with her. They talked for a minute, a bit too softly for Christy to make out anything, and then Stacy sternly took the girl by the wrist and led her to the corner. With the girl now in 'timeout,' Stacy made her way over to the playpen and cleared her throat, catching the attention of the other kids before speaking. "I warned you all yesterday that teasing is not okay and I meant it. From now, if I catch any of you teasing each other, you'll get a timeout. You wouldn't appreciate being teased, so don't tease anybody else, okay? Just be good and have fun."

The rest of the day went ahead without incident after that, with most of the kids playing with their toys and their friends. Christy remained in her spot, pushing her car around lightly and idly suckling on her pacifier until it was time to go home. Stacy once again led her out to the car, helping her into her seat and buckling her in before taking her own seat on the driver's side. As she started the car, she looked over at Christy. "Before we go, I just want to warn you, some things at the house are probably gonna look a bit... different."

That one got a bit of a confused look from Christy as she tried to imagine what Stacy could possibly mean by it. "Whatdya mean?" She asked from behind her pacifier, not sure if she should be worried or excited.

Stacy considered the question for a moment before shaking her head. "I'll let you see for yourself, just didn't you to be too surprised by it is all. Ready to go?" All Christy could really respond with was a shrug, prompting Stacy to back out of their parking spot and begin their trip home. As they drove, Christy's mind raced with thoughts of what could possibly be waiting for them at home that would warrant such a warning...