In front of the bathroom

“Pull your pants down,” Margaret ordered as they stopped in front of the door to the bathroom. “I want to make sure you’re dry before we even bother.”

Cynthia nodded as she grabbed hold of her pants and lowered them to her ankles. As they hit the floor, however, Cynthia felt a burst of pee flow into her underwear. That was all it took for the floodgates to open. With her pants at her ankles, just in front of the door to the bathroom, Cynthia peed her pants. A puddle formed underneath and both her underwear and pants were soaked.

Cynthia gasped in embarrassment as she knew what would come next. “I’m so sorry,” Cynthia cried.

“Cynthia, you should have told me it was this urgent,” Margaret said. “And you just got out of diapers too. Come on, get out of those. You certainly can’t wear them. They’re soaked.

Cynthia’s cheeks burned as Jasmine entered the room just as she pulled her soaked underwear off handing them to Margaret. “Oh no,” Jasmine said. “It’s okay, sweetie. I’m sure you tried your hardest.”

“It’s no excuse, Jasmine. Girls her age should not be wetting her pants,” Margaret said.

“Come now, Marge. Don’t be so harsh. I’m sure she tried her hardest. But, you’re right. If she can’t hold it, I’m afraid that means she needs diapers,” Jasmine said.

“No!” Cynthia cried. “Please not the diapers. I just got out of them! I don’t need them. Please.”

“Cynthia, do not talk back,” Margaret scolded. “Hmmm. I think that some time in diapers may be the solution. And here I was just talking about letting you perhaps do something special as a celebration for not needing diapers.”

“What?” Cynthia said.

“I invited some of your friends to come over for the weekend,” Margaret said. “Jasmine here was going to help organize the party.”

“We can still have it,” Jasmine said. “I think she could use the celebration. Besides we already sent out the invitations.”

“But the rules are still in place,” Margaret said. “And so I guess that means you’ll be in diapers for your party.”

Cynthia’s eyes widened. “No, please. Miss Margaret please.”

“My decision is final. I’m not rescinding the invitations, and you’ll be wearing diapers until you can keep them dry for 7 days in a row,” Margaret said. “Now go upstairs. Wait next to the bathtub.”