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The Diapered Cheerleader - Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2018-03-13 22:14:11 +0000 UTC As Amy slept in her crib, she began to dream. Baby bottles, cribs, letter blocks, and wet diapers floated through her mind. All the while, she peed helplessly into her now soaked diaper.She was awoken by Charlie rubbing her shoulder. Opening her eyes, she saw Charlie looking down at her with a smile, "Baby Amy, it's time to get up. Your Nanny wants you to come to the front and have your diapers checked." Charlie said. Amy re-actively reached under the sheets, realizing that she had wet the bed twice in one day.
"Come on young lady, I don't have all day!" Mrs. Wagner called from the front, "You can come use the potty while you're up here, I'm sure you need to go after drinking that baby formula."
Amy didn't know what to do. Her diapers were soggy and had leaked a little into her crib. There was probably no way around this, she reasoned as she decided to get up and make her way to the front. Walking down the row of desks, she felt one of the other girls slap her saturated ass with a wet thump. "Mrs. Wagner, I don't think she'll be needing that potty." The girl giggled.
"My goodness! Baby Amy did you go peepee in your baby diapers while you were sleeping?" Mrs. Wagner asked, surprised that Amy had regressed so quickly.
"I'm sorry Nanny. . . I . . . had an accident. . . it won't happen again. . ." Amy sputtered as she arrived to the front of the class.
"This is ludicrous. I thought that having you in the class was just sort of a joke and that you'd be back in panties quickly. But now, well, I'm not sure anymore. Marcy - why don't you take Baby Amy over and get her changed. Charlie, you can make her a fresh bottle of formula. And baby Amy . . I'm very disappointed that you wet your diapers. I'm going to get something really for you to write out on the board as punishment."
Amy, resigned to her fate, followed Marcy to the changing table and climbed up onto it. Marcy began to change her soaking wet diapers, first removing the 'Messy Princess' plastic panties, followed by the diaper. Meanwhile, Charlie mixed up a fresh bottle of formula and heated it in the classroom microwave. Marcy finishes her work, placing a pair of plastic panties over the new diaper with the word 'Poopy Angel' written on the butt.
Charlie handed the baby bottle to Amy and helped her off the changing table, leading her to the front of the classroom. Mrs. Wagner was already busy lecturing but motioned for her to begin copying out lines on the side blackboard. Amy walked over to the board, sucked on her bottle, and began to copy out the lines.
Bad Babies need Diapers. Babies wet their Diapers. Amy is a Bad Baby. She copied. Over and over again. As she filled the board with lines, she felt her bladder getting full as well. "Umm. . . Nanny? How many lines do I need to do? I kinda have to go potty. . ." She asked.
"I want you to fill the board four times and then you can go potty. If you can't hold it until then, you'll just have to use your diaper, again." Mrs. Wagner said, pausing only briefly before returning to her lecturing.
Amy erased the filled board and began copying onto the empty chalk board. By the time she filled the board a second time, she felt a little pee escape into her diaper. She winced and then erased the board for a second time. A few more minutes passed as she quickly filled the board a third time, peeing a bit more into her diaper. "Nanny... can I please go to the potty? I can't hold it any more!" She pleaded.
"Alright baby Amy, tell you what, how about you put your cheerleader skills to use and sing us the alphabet, and then you can go potty." Mrs. Wagner replied, taking a seat and turning towards the fidgeting girl.
Amy wasn't sure she could get through the whole thing and it was probably clear that her diaper was already getting wet, nevertheless, she proceeded to make her way through the alphabet. " . . L . . M. . N . .O . .ppp . ." She started stammering as she flooded her diaper.
"Good girl! P is for pee pee! Alright what comes next dear?" Mrs. Wagner said mockingly.
Amy did her best to continue the alphabet as her diaper filled to capacity. "Now I know my ABCs, next time won't you . . sing with me." Amy concluded.
Everyone in the room clapped. "What a big girl! Okay now go get your diapers changed, it's almost time to head back to your dorm room before supper." Mrs. Wagner said.
Proceeding to the now familiar changing table, she was changed into two diapers encased in the same "Poopy Angel" plastic panties. "Why two?" Amy pouted to Charlie.
"Oh it's okay sweaty, this is just in case you make a mess in your pants at supper tonight. You know that babies tend to go poopy when they eat right?" Charlie replied sweetly.
I wasn't aware of that.. Thought Amy, annoyed at this whole situation. Well there's no way I'm doing THAT in a diaper. I may have just pissed myself in front of the whole school, but I'm not a baby that shits herself at supper time!
