A Pull-Up and Childish Yoga Tights

As Julie dug through the closet to find clothes, Kylee took a look around the room.

At first it looked like any other gym daycare. The walls were all pastel blue and pink and lines with paintings of cartoon animals dancing and playing. Large, soft carpets covered the floors. Toys for infants and young children were scattered throughout the room. There was a plastic table and chairs made in out of blue, yellow, and green plastic with coloring books and other art supplies.

The problem with the room though, was the size of a large amount of the furniture. Near the closet where Julie was looking for clothes was a changing table. But, it wasn't a typically sized changing table. It was large enough that Kylee or even Michael, with his large frame, could easily lay on. It was also tall enough that Kylee thought that if she had to lay on it, she would need some help climbing up.

That wasn't the only oddity. There was also a crib in the opposite corner that was also suspiciously large. The crib appeared to be the size of a queen-sized bed, with railings that had to be just over 6 feet tall. It also was so tall that a normal sized woman, like Kylee, would need a step stool or a boost to climb into it.

Finally, the last oddity of the daycare was that there weren't any kids in it--not that Kylee was complaining. Without her towel and with the huge wet spot running down her workout pants, she felt particularly exposed.

"Why is all the baby furniture so big?" Kylee asked hesitantly.

Still with her head in the closet, Julie answered, "Oh, sometimes we get some bigger kiddos that need taken care of, so we thought it would be best to have larger furniture than smaller."

That made sense to Katie. It was nice to know that the gym was so thoughtful as to provide babysitting for members with disabled children.

"Here we go!" Julie announced.

The mountain of a woman popped out of the closet with two pastel pink items of clothing in her hand.

"I'm sorry I don't have something a little more mature, but this is all I have that will fit a big girl like you," said Julie, with the same tone a school nurse would use when talking to a grade schooler.

Kylee looked at the garments in Julie's hands. In one hand she held a pair of pastel pink yoga pants with unicorn heads and rainbows printed all over them. They were, admittedly, pretty infantile for Kylee's taste, but they would do.

What Julie held in her other hand is what gave Kylee the most concern though. It was very clearly a large, pink, Minnie Mouse branded pull-up.

Kylee swallowed nervously. "Thank you, but, I, I, I don't think that that will work," she told Julie nervously.

"Nonsense! This will fit you perfectly, and give you some extra protection to keep you from having any repeat performances in class!" Julie said.

Before Kylee could protest further, Julie was yanking down Kylee's soaked panties and yoga tights.

"Before we can get you changed though, we need to make sure that your tank is all empty!" Julie said. While Kylee was still in shock from being unceremoniously pantsed, Julie picked her up as if she weighed nothing, and placed her on a child's training potty.

"Wha... What is happening?" Kylee asked, looking up at the towering figure of Julie from her new thrown. Adding to her embarassment, her wet panties and pants were still dangling from her ankles, not capable of sliding off due to wearing her shoes.

"Like I said sweetheart, it's gym policy that I can't give you new clothes after an accident until I am certain that your tank is all empty. I'd take you up to the locker room to potty, but I figured you wouldn't want to walk back upstairs past all of those people in your wet pants," Julie explained to Kylee with logic that Kylee found upsettingly sound.