Preschool

As Lillian joins Stefan in the kitchen for breakfast, she can hardly contain her enthusiasm. "I've decided to go to preschool today," she announces, a smile spreading across her face.

Stefan's eyes light up with pride as he nods in approval. "That's fantastic, sweetheart," he says, reaching out to squeeze her hand. "I think you'll have a great time."

After a hearty breakfast, Stefan leads Lillian to the nursery, where he helps her out of her pajamas and into a fresh diaper. With practiced ease, he cleans her up and fastens the diaper snugly around her waist, his touch gentle and reassuring.

Once Lillian is dressed in her adorable preschool outfit – a cute floral dress with a matching bow in her hair – Stefan steps back to admire his handiwork. "You look absolutely adorable, baby girl," he says with a grin.

But as Lillian looks down at herself, a frown creases her brow. "This dress is so short," she complains, tugging at the hemline in frustration. "Everyone will be able to see that I'm wearing a diaper."

Stefan chuckles at her reaction, gently teasing her as he reaches for her hand. "Don't worry, sweetheart," he reassures her. "All your 'classmates' will be wearing diapers too. You'll fit right in."

Despite Stefan's attempt to lighten the mood, Lillian can't shake the feeling of self-consciousness that gnaws at her. She takes a deep breath, reminding herself that she's doing this for herself – to embrace the new experiences and challenges that await her in The Colony.

As Stefan leads Lillian to the car, she can't help but feel a flutter of nervous excitement in her stomach. Today is her first day at preschool in The Colony, and the anticipation of what lies ahead fills her with both eagerness and apprehension.

As they drive through the neighborhood, Lillian's eyes widen in wonder at the sight of clean streets lined with charming houses. The sense of community is palpable, and she can't help but feel a sense of belonging as they pass by unfamiliar faces – half of whom are regressed adults like themselves.

Suddenly, Lillian spots Anna, their cheerful neighbor, walking hand in hand with her Daddy, Thomas, towards the daycare center. Anna's pink shorts leave little to the imagination, the unmistakable bulge of her diaper visible beneath the fabric.

As they continue their journey, Lillian's excitement begins to wane, replaced by a sense of nervousness as they approach the preschool. She can't shake the feeling of self-consciousness that gnaws at her, knowing that she'll be surrounded by other adults who, like her, are littles and wearing diapers.

Her nerves only intensify as they pull up to the preschool, where another grown woman catches her eye. Like Lillian, she wears a short dress that barely covers her diaper, and Lillian can't help but feel a surge of jealousy as she watches the woman being unbuckled from a car seat nearby.

Stefan notices the mix of emotions playing across Lillian's face and decides to lighten the mood with a bit of teasing. With a playful grin, he leans over to her and whispers, "You know, sweetheart, I think we might need to invest in a car seat for you too. Wouldn't want you to feel left out." Lillian blushes at Stefan's teasing but can't help but giggle.