.....The next day.....

"Bedtime? Come on Stacy, this is going a bit too far, don't you think?" Christy whined, hoping to at least get back some semblance of her adulthood.

With a shake of her head, though, Stacy soon dashed that hope. "I don't. Believe me, you're getting the full treatment until you can keep your pants clean. That was the deal. Now come on." She took Christy by the wrist and helped her off the couch, leading her off into the kitchen. After getting her seated, Stacy made her way over to the fridge and rummaged around within it until she returned with a couple jars and a small spoon.

It took Christy a moment to register what the jars were, but the moment she did she began shaking her head. "No way, I'm NOT eating that!" She tried to scoot back as Stacy set the jars of baby food on the table along with the spoon, but Stacy was quick to grab the bottom of the chair and scoot her back over.

"Yes, you most certainly are. If you don't want it tonight I'll make you something else, but then you'll have to eat it for lunch tomorrow at the daycare." Stacy made that statement knowing full well that Christy definitely wouldn't want that considering how embarrassed she'd already been from just what had happened today. Upon seeing Christy shake her head in response, Stacy continued. "I didn't think you'd want that. I'm willing to compromise there for now, give you at least one 'big girl' meal a day and even let you have it at the daycare so you don't have to be fed in front of the kids, but when I said full treatment I meant it. Alright?"

There wasn't much of a choice here for Christy as she solemnly nodded her head. Stacy was right that she didn't want to be fed baby food in front of the kids at the daycare, so this would save her from that embarrassment. "Yes."

"Good. Remember, I'm not trying to mean, I just want to motivate you to get better. Okay?" Stacy smiled and rubbed Christy's back reassuringly before making her way back over towards the fridge. She opened a drawer next to it and pulled something out before finally returning. She reached out and tied something around Christy's neck, flattening it out against her chest once it was securely in place. "There we go. Ready to eat?"

Stacy asked that question with a smile, but Christy was more interested in what had just been tied around her neck. She looked down at it and saw a large, white, plastic bib tied around her neck. It brightened the blush on her face once again but she managed to stop herself from complaining, not wanting to make Stacy reconsider the 'compromise' she'd made. Instead, she simply nodded at the question.

"Alright then, let's get you fed then." That comment was followed by a bit of a chuckle as Stacy opened the jars on the table. She dipped the spoon into them and held it out in front of Christy's face. "Alright, open up!" As much as she knew the drill with this kinda thing, having done it herself many times with the younger charges at the daycare, this was humiliating enough for Christy that she hesitated a bit. Stacy didn't wait, though, resulting in a bit of the food dripping onto Christy's chin and then onto the bib. "I guess it's a good thing I bought that." Stacy remarked, with a bit of a chuckle. "Gotta open up if you're hungry."

Christy did as she was told after that, going through an entire jar of applesauce before Stacy began on another. That was done in short order, with only a few spills, and Stacy finally seemed to motion that the meal was finished. She untied the bib from Christy's neck and tossed it onto the counter before grabbing a wet wash cloth from the sink. She took the wash cloth and used it to wipe Christy's face, making her blush even more deeply. "Bit of a messy eater, huh?" Stacy chuckled and patted Christy on the shoulder. "It's alright, that's what the bib's for. It tends to be messy when somebody else feeds you."

With that, she helped Christy up out of her chair and led her out of the kitchen. "Time for a diaper change now, then bedtime, alright?" After all the humiliation she'd been through today, Christy was surprisingly ready to get some sleep and forget this day ever happened. She waddled to her room, led by Stacy, and found some supplies already set up on the floor for her impending diaper change, including a changing mat. Her blush reddened as she caught sight of it all, but she made her way over to the mat despite her embarrassment so she could get the diaper change over with.

As Christy laid down on the changing mat, Stacy smiled and went about getting the supplies ready. "This will only take a minute, then you can get to bed, alright? You look ready for bed already." She chuckled, watching as Christy simply nodded at the notion that she was tired. Stacy quickly went to work after that, unsnapping Christy's onesie and checking her diaper. "Your diaper is pretty soaked now, but I think it held up pretty well. I think these will do pretty nicely for you." She untaped the diaper and pulled it out from under Christy's bottom, tossing it into a nearby trashcan.

From there she grabbed the other supplies, using a few wipes to clean up Christy's diaper area before sliding a clean diaper underneath her bottom. She then applied a generous amount of powder to Christy's crotch and bottom, rubbing the powder in gently before finally pulling the diaper up between Christy's legs and taping it closed. She took a moment to adjust the diaper, making sure it's tight and snug before giving it a bit of a pat. "There ya' go, all dry." She proceeds to snap Christy's onesie back up and help her up to feet. "Ready for bed?"

A bit of a nod was all the response Stacy got to that question as Christy waddled over to her bed and climbed in. Stacy followed along, pulling the blanket up over her to tuck her in. "Alright, have a good night, Christy." She smiled and walked back over to the door, turning out the light and allowing Christy to get to sleep.

It took a little longer than usual for Christy to get to sleep, the thick diaper between her legs was a very unfamiliar feeling that took a few minutes to get used to in bed. Before long, though, she finally managed to close her eyes and fall asleep. She slept soundly through the night and was only awoken the next morning by the sound of her door opening. She groggily opened her eyes, sitting up on her bed just in time to see Stacy in front of her.

Stacy took a moment to turn on the light before turning back to Christy with a smile. "Good morning. You sleep alright?" She got a groggy nod in response from Christy, which prompted her to step over and gently pull the blankets down. She unsnapped Christy's onesie from there and then checked her diaper, chuckling a bit upon finding it soaked. "I guess it's a good thing we had you in diapers last night, your diaper is totally soaked. You probably would have leaked in those pullups." She left Christy's onesie unsnapped while helping her off the bed, smiling as she noticed her blushing due to those last few comments. "Don't be so embarrassed, that's what they're for. Better them than the bed."

It didn't seem as though Christy took much solace from that comment as she begrudgingly made her way over to the changing pad on her floor. She laid down on it, knowing she was due for a diaper change before they went about doing anything else. "Let's, um, let's just get this over with..." She let out a bit of a sigh after saying that, clearly not looking forward to the day ahead of her.

Noticing that sigh, Stacy merely chuckled a bit at Christy's glum attitude as she kneeled down next to the changing mat. "Oh, don't be like that. Being all grumpy isn't going to help you get out of diapers any sooner, is it?" She tilted her head, waiting for a response from Christy. When she didn't get one, she decided to take matters into her own hands by tickling Christy's inner thighs. As Christy squirmed, giggling helplessly due to the tickling, Stacy grinned. "Are you done being grumpy now?" She asked, not slowing down on her tickle attack.

In a fit of giggles and laughs due to the tickling, Christy managed to get out a somewhat jumbled response. "Y-Yes! Yes! Ju-Just please stop." She was practically pleading with Stacy by the end of it, the tickling having affected her quite heavily.

With that grin still shining brightly on her face, Stacy obliges and stops the tickling. She lets Christy catch her breath before putting a hand against her diaper to check it again, chuckling a bit more afterward. "I'll have to remember that you're so ticklish, I think you wet your diaper again from all that." That comment got another blush from Christy as she continued to catch her breath. Stacy paid it no mind, though, and instead got to work on grabbing her supplies. "Let's get you changed, though, wouldn't want you leaking."

She followed that up by untaping Christy's diaper, pulling it away and using a few baby wipes to gently clean her diaper area. She rolled the wipes into the soaked diaper and tossed it into the trash before grabbing the clean diaper she'd brought and sliding it underneath Christy's bottom. She then sprinkled the baby powder onto Christy's diaper area in a bit of a puff, gently rubbing it in before lifting her legs up and applying a bit more to her bottom directly. After rubbing that powder in as well, she pulled the clean diaper up between Christy's legs and taped it closed. She took a moment to adjust the diaper, ensuring that the fit was good enough to prevent any leaks before finally patting it playfully. "Alright, all dry!"

Stacy got back up to her feet after that, offering her hand to help Christy up as well. Once they were both on their feet, Stacy moved over to the dresser and began rummaging through it. After a few moments she returned with something bright pink in her arms. "Alright, time to get you dressed for the day. Arms up!"

Not having much time to really get a look at whatever it was Stacy had in her arms, Christy did as she was told and raised her arms up. As she did that, Stacy grabbed the bottom of her onesie and pulled it off over her head. Stacy tossed the onesie into a nearby hamper before taking the pink garment in her arms and pulling it down over Christy's head. Once it was down into place she straightened it out, patting the back of it to eliminate any wrinkles.

Now that she was free to do so, Christy looked down at her new outfit and saw a bright pink dress with a ruffled skirt that just managed to cover her diaper. She tugged at the hem a bit herself, just to see if it could be pulled down any further, looking back up at Stacy. "This barely covers my diaper..."

That comment got a bit of a nod from Stacy as she returned to the drawers and returned with socks and a pair of black Mary Jane shoes to go along with the dress. "Yep, that's probably gonna be the case for most of the stuff I bought for you. You're supposed to be a baby, after all, and babies don't get embarrassed about their diapers. I have a couple outfits for you that will cover it more, but those are for if we go out into town or something." She helped Christy into the socks and then slipped the shoes onto her feet, buckling them tightly. "Now, I think we're ready to head out. Let's go."