Made to use a training potty

Megan smiled. “Okay, little Lexi. I’ll be right back. Don’t pee your pants until I come back,” she said as she removed her hand.

Alexa desperately clamped her legs together as Megan walked away to her car. Alexa squirmed and squirmed, unsure of how long she could hold herself as Megan took her sweet ass time. Megan made her way back with something in hand and then plopped it directly in front of Alexa. Alexa looked down to see a training potty. Her face burned red as Megan smiled and pulled down Alexa’s undies.

Alexa desperately sat on the training potty and immediately emptied out into it, unable to hold it anymore. As she sat there, she noticed the door was wide open and Megan was holding her phone up.

“Miss Megan, c-can you close the d-door?” Alexa whimpered as she sat with her panties at her ankles on the juvenile toilet.

“Well, let’s see the state of your little undies first and then we’ll talk,” Megan said as she looked inside of them. “Oh no, it looks like you wet your undies.”

Alexa whimpered as she looked down to see a bit of wet spot on the crotch of her undies. “P-please,” Alexa pleaded.

“So you lied about your undies,” Megan said. “I think you need a punishment.”

“No, please,” Alexa pleaded.

“Are you done going potty?” Megan asked.

Alexa nodded. Megan pushed Alexa forward and started wiping her. Alexa blushed embarrassed to be wiped right there in front of her door where anyone could see her. “Oh and I hope you don’t mind. I invited some people over to have a little play date with you. They should be arriving any moment.”

Alexa’s eyes widened as she saw a car pull into the driveway with her still on the training potty being wiped.