The kids notice

For a few more moments, Christy continued to look herself over in the mirror. Thoughts were racing through her head of how the kids in the playroom would react to the sight of her like this and it was safe to say she was less than enthusiastic about facing that fate. Considering the teasing she'd endured earlier when she had the accident that brought all of this about, she was certain there was more on the way once they saw her dressed up like a baby. The diaper was very obvious, its thick and bulky padding noticeable even with the onesie covering most of it from view, and the onesie itself was almost as embarrassing as the diaper considering how babyish it looked.

The only option that didn't lead to even more humiliation was to hide out in the changing room until it was time to go home, but she quickly found out that Stacy wasn't about to let her get off that easily. Her few moments of thought were interrupted as Stacy stepped behind her, "Come on, you can't hide in here all day. I have to go watch over the kids, and now you, so let's go." With that, she put a hand on Christy's shoulder and guided her towards the door. Stacy couldn't help but chuckle a little at the definite waddle in Christy's step due to the bulk of her diaper. She led Christy to the playroom from there, although she soon realized Christy had stopped short of the door. She let out a sigh, stepping back through and grabbing Christy's wrist before finally forcing her to waddle into the playroom.

The response from the kids in the room was almost immediate: one or two seemed to look surprised, but the rest just giggled at Christy's new attire. Stacy was quick to quell that, holding out her hands to calm them down. "That's about enough of that, kids. Christy is having some problems right now so this is to help motivate her to work harder on fixing them. Still, I don't want to hear any of you teasing her, I know you've all been taught better than that." She smiles as the giggles due down after that. "Thank you." She leads Christy over to the playpen and helps her into it, motioning for her to go play with some of the toys.

As Christy makes her way over to a rather empty edge of the playpen, one of the children moves over to Stacy and tugs her shirt. "Miss Stacy, does this mean Miss Christy's a baby now?" The young girl seems genuinely curious, but this still causes some of the other children to begin to giggle again.