Michael enjoying some special attention from Emily.

With the smack to her padded backside, Kylee felt thoroughly dismissed. Not wanting to relive any of what just happened to her, she quickly exited the daycare and made her way through the creepy hallway back to the CrossFit class.

Kylee didn't know how much time had passed, but was hoping to get at least a short workout in before heading home and forgetting this day ever happened. Unfortunately for Kylee, however, every step she took was a reminder of her childish predicament.

Everytime Kylee took a step, she could feel the soft padding wrapped between her legs. It forces her to adjust her gait just enough that she felt like she truly was a toddler who deserved to be wearing training pants. If that wasn't enough, the crinkling sound of her new padding seemed to be trying to announce to the world that she was wearing what basically amounted to a diaper.

By the time she reached the main floor of the gym, Kylee was doing her best to act as naturally and mature as possible. However, as soon as she saw the next group of unnaturally beautiful women lingering outside the door to the room her current class was in, she couldn't help but feel self-conscious. She quickly directed her eyes to the floor, trying not to look at the faces she was sure were judging her. She also pulled hard at the hem of her shirt, trying to make sure the top of the pull-up, which she hadn't been able to keep from peaking out, was covered.

She approached the door to the room her class was being held in, and, with a deep breath, opened it and looked inside.

What she saw was actually not surprising at all. It was actually refreshingly as expected.

Spread throughout the room were the men and women she recognized as her classmates, sweating hard and working their way through the exercises that Kylee had helped demonstrates earlier. In the far corner of the room, her husband, Michael, was working his way through the exercises himself. The only difference between him and his classmates though, was that Emily was standing next to him, her hands on his body, helping make sure he had proper form.

On its face, nothing seemed wrong with that. However, as Kylee looked at Michael, she noticed that he seemed to be entranced by Emily and her beauty. In fact, Kylee was pretty certain she could see the tell-tell signs of a rock hard penis pressing against his gym shorts.

As Kylee walked up to Emily and Michael, Michael didn't even notice Kylee was there. Emily continued to physically correct Michael's form. "Alright, now you need to push your hips back like..."

"Uh hum," Kylee cleared her throat as she watched Emily, the most beautiful person she had ever seen, place her hands on her husband's hips. Kylee felt horrendously jealous, but, when she thought about it, she wasn't certain if she was jealous of Emily or of her husband.

"Oh, Kylee, you made it back!" Emily said cheerily, taking her hands off of Michael. "And it looks like Julie got you all set up," Emily said, taking an appraising look at Kylee's new bottoms. "Pastel pink is really a good color on you," Emily said as she reached out and gently touched Kylee on the hips, bidding her to spin around and show off her new clothes.

Kylee, aware of how clear it was she must be wearing a pull-up and also surprisingly happy about the complement on her pink pants, started to blush. Similarly, Michael, aware that he was caught by his wife enjoying the touch of another woman, started to blush as well.

"Well, sweetie, let's get you set up. Maybe we can get a little sweat in in the next five minutes before class is over," Emily said. "Michael, will you be okay while I take care of your wife?" Emily asked.

"Oh, yeah, uh, definitely," he said, over exaggerating his renewed focus on his own gym equipment.

Emily reached into the small of Kylee's back and started guiding her to another station full of work-out equipment. Kylee groaned internally, aware her new crush must feel the papery top of the pull up she is wearing. Kylee let's Emily lead her anyway.