A new day

It was only a few minutes before they were pulling into the parking lot of the daycare. Stacy helped Christy out of the car and walked her into the building, leading her into the playroom. "Alright, you go ahead and start playing and I'll take care of the kids as they get here, alright?" She helped Christy into the playpen as she laid out that plan, although Christy didn't seem too enthusiastic about it.

"Come on, do I have to play? This is already embarrassing enough without having to play with a bunch of toys..." She whined, hoping to be allowed something else, anything else.

Stacy, however, wasn't so easily swayed. "Of course you have to play. Remember our deal? That's definitely part of it." She looked toward the toy box for a moment before adding on. "Do I have to tickle you again or do you wanna pick out a toy?"

At the mention of another bout of tickling, Christy quickly shook her head. "I-I'll get a toy." She made her way over to the toybox after that, rummaging through some of the toys before pulling out a large doll. She looked it over for a moment before making her way over to the spot she'd sat in yesterday. She sat down there with the doll, setting it down in front of her so she could pretend to play with it. 'Just enough to appease Stacy...' She thought, moving the doll around a little as Stacy walked by.

The kids began to filter in over the next hour, most of them going off with their friends to play and letting Christy play by herself for the most part. This continued for most of the day, with playtime only interrupted for lunch. Thankfully for her, Christy was allowed to eat a normal lunch in the back office while the kids were getting their lunch in the kitchen. After that, though, it was back to the playroom.

Eventually, the boredom began to be a bit too much for Christy and she crawled back over to the toybox to grab a different toy. There was a decent variety of toys to choose from and she ultimately decided on a toy car. She halfheartedly rolled it alongside her as she crawled back over towards her spot, not wanting to have to carry thing the over there and making crawling back more difficult.

Just before she reached her spot, she felt a cramp in her bowels. She turned to look for Stacy, knowing full well what the feeling was, but it was already too late as the cramp began to fade and a warm mess began to push its way into the seat of her diaper. The warm mush pressed against the padding before spreading across her bottom and filling her diaper. She could feel her diaper begin to droop after that as the large mess made it bulge out slightly in the back. That feeling was followed by a warmth between her legs as her bladder once again gave out, soaking her diaper as well.

She wasn't quite sure what to do as she instinctively put a hand back to check how bad the mess was. She covered up the action by tugging at the hem of her dress, but before she could decide on anything else she was interrupted by a couple of the kids that were in the playpen with her.

"Hey, do you wanna race cars with us?" A girl asked, motioning towards her own car and the car a younger boy was playing with nearby.

The boy looked up as he heard her mention a race, smiling brightly at the thought of it. "Yeah! Let's race!"

Usually, Christy would have played along despite how embarrassing it might have been just to give the kids something fun to do. This time, though, given what she'd just done... she would much stay by herself until she could Stacy's attention. "N-No thanks, I'm um, not great at racing." She thought up a quick excuse, not wanting to just say no in the event the kids try to pry.

However, her excuse wasn't exactly convincing for the girl, who giggled at it and shook her head. "Oh come on, it's not that hard. Even a baby like you could do it!" The girl seemed to grin, Christy recognizing her as one of the kids that had teased her yesterday after she'd been put in diapers to begin with. She didn't exactly have a retort for that comment, though, and found herself blushing instead.

The boy seemed a bit confused, though, and tilted his head after the girl's comment. "But Miss Christy isn't a baby..."

Before he could really say much more than that, the girl nodded her head. "Yeah huh! Miss Stacy pretty much said so yesterday! Plus, my mommy says only babies wear diapers and Christy got put back in diapers yesterday!" She argued as Christy looked down at the floor, a bit too embarrassed to respond. After a moment of silence, the young boy also unsure of what to say, the girl seemed to notice something as her nose wrinkled slightly. "Ew, I think she pooped her diaper too!"

That got Christy's attention as she looked back towards her diaper, but before she could start thinking up a response she saw the young boy crawl a bit closer. "Miss Christy, did-did you go potty in your diaper?"

Not wanting to admit what she'd done, she quickly shook her head, although the bright red blush on her cheeks wasn't doing her any favors. "N-No, I just-"

She didn't even get a chance to finish whatever lie she was about to try and tell, as she soon found out that the girl had slipped behind her when the boy crawled towards her. While Christy was trying to find something to hide what she'd done, the girl grabbed the hem of Christy's dress and pulled it up high enough to expose her obviously messy diaper. The girl giggled, throwing the hem of Christy's dress up toward her head to keep her dress pulled up.