The Bet

In the hours after accepting the bet and her rather embarrassing addition to the potty training chart, Christy tried her best to continue doing her job in addition to the attention she was paying to not poop her pants again. For the most part, her job consisted of watching over and assisting the children they had at the daycare on any given day. That included helping to remind them about, and then assisting them with, going potty, at least for the children who were in the daycare's potty training program. With this new bet in place, part of her wanted to not help with the potty training since doing so could end up hurting her chances of staying out of diapers. That wouldn't be fair to the kids, though, so she continued to help with that as well whenever necessary.

Near the end of the day, though, she was helping one of the children pick out a toy to play with when she again felt the urge from her bowels. She hurried the pick along, handing the boy a toy truck before making her way off to the bathroom. It was open, thankfully, and she managed to get past the door before the cramps kicked in. She shut the door behind her and made her way over to the toilet, another rather intense cramp in her bowels causing her to hesitate before pulling the lid up off the seat. She fumbled around with her jeans now, realizing she was running out of time. She eventually managed to get her jeans unbuttoned and pulled down, but that was as far as she got.

Before she could reach back up to pull her pull-up down, another intense cramp hit and this time she felt an accompanying push from her bowels. She tried to hold it just a little longer, but it was too late. Within seconds, the mush spread across her bottom and into the seat of her pull-up. She also felt a warmth between her legs as her bladder once again gave out and caused her to soak the padding of her pull-up. As the garment began to droop a bit in the back due to the added weight of the mess, she let out a sigh and pulled her jeans back up. There was no point trying to use the toilet, she'd already pooped her pants. All she could do now was go tell Stacy what she'd done, and ask for some help changing into a clean pull-up.

As she made her way back into the playroom, just the slightest hint of a waddle due to the mess in her pants, she looked for Stacy and walked straight over to her. She didn't want to waste time and potentially let any of the children know that she'd already pooped her pants again. She managed to get Stacy's attention, pulling her off to the side before whispering to her. "I um, I kind of had another accident." She once again blushed deeply upon that admission, especially with the bet she'd made earlier in the day fresh on her mind. She was already beginning to wonder if the bet was a mistake.

Meanwhile, Stacy let out a bit of a sigh as she gave a quick sniff of the air just to verify what had been implied. "We should probably get you changed real quick, then. First, though, come here." She took Christy by the wrist and led her over to the potty training chart. That blush on Christy's cheeks only deepened as Stacy took the marker from its position and made a very clear frowny face next to Christy's name. Once that was done, she turned back to Christy. "I was going to let you have today as a freebie, but I thought you'd keep your pull-up clean for the rest of the day. You need to try to make it to bathroom faster, Christy. Now come on." She motioned towards the changing room, a few of the kids already giggling as they realized what was going on.

Christy remained silent throughout the changing process, pulling her jeans back on after the clean pull-up was pulled into place. She muttered a quick "Thanks." afterward, a bit too embarrassed by the whole situation to say much else. Stacy merely nodded her head in response before leading her back out into the playroom. As they returned to the room, one of the children tugged on Stacy's shirt to get her attention.

As Stacy looked down at the girl, they spoke up. "Miss Stacy, how come Miss Christy doesn't hafta wear diapers? I thought we had to wear diapers if we had three poopy accidents in a week. She had two in one day!" Once again there was a bit of giggling from some of the other children, although they were quickly shushed by Stacy.

Once that had been taken care of, she smiled back down at the young girl. "Miss Christy is having a bit of trouble right now but the rules work a bit differently for her since she's not technically enrolled in the potty training program. She's working on getting better, but she will be wearing diapers if she can't stop having accidents." Stacy shot a look over at Christy as some of the children once again began to giggle, causing her to blush. Stacy paid that no mind and continued. "For now, just focus on your own potty training, okay? We're both still here to help, Christy just needs a little help too right now."