Daycare Disasters!

Chapter 1
The only

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Chapter Description: It's your first day on the job at a local private daycare. What do you do? The answer: Try to keep your job when you start acting more like the kids you're watching.

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Shea stood behind her desk, arms crossed over her stomach and a gentle smile on her face as she looked down at the new applicant in the chair opposite her. The daycare had put out an ad a month or so back looking for a new full-time employee for the small business, which would bring the total number of workers up to 2, counting Shea herself.

"So, as you can see, we’re a small business, and while I was fine with the four kids, we’ve got two more starting next week, so I’ll need a bit of help. We’re a 24-hour facility, so you’ll be on call most of the time, but since this is my house, I can deal with any non-standard hours business by myself, usually." She was saying to the new girl, "It’s a hard job, but rewarding, and if you’re good to the kids, they’ll be good to you. Any questions?"

"How many of the children need to stay here at odd hours?" Kimi asked a little bit confused. If that was on the application sheet, she’d totally just glanced over it as she filled it out, mainly focusing on name / age / address / work experience as she’d filled it out.

"I am the right girl for the job though, you won’t regret it miss!" she said trying to seem enthusiastic at least.

Shea nodded, and stepped around the desk towards the door to the little home office, "I’m sure I won’t. And really, it’s very rare I have any overnight guests, but I make sure to stay available. It’s a service most centers don’t offer, so I stay competitive. Plus, it’s double normal rate."

She opens the door and motions for the prospective employee to follow, "C’mon, I’ll show you the facilities."

Kimi smiled as she got up, grabbing her backpack and following Shea. "Oh, that makes sense then," she said nodding and seeming to understand. "How old are most of the kids?"

The older woman lead the younger through a small hallway, and down a short flight of stairs to the lower level. From below, the smells of baby powder, oil, dirty diapers, and sweet cinnamon wafted up, and she opened the baby gate at the bottom of the stairs. "We’ve got two crawlers, about 15 and 16 months each, and a toddler starting next week who hasn’t quite gotten potty training down yet. The only older children are my two longest clients, a set of five year old twins."

She keept leading Kimi through the area, past a nap and changing room with a set of five cribs and two small cots, plus a changing table and other needs, then the play room with the playpen and play house and little toys strewn all about. Next up was the kitchen, with the array of high chairs and booster seats around a common, spill-stained table, along with a sink, stove, oven and refrigerator.

"And in here is the bathroom, for use of anyone who needs it during the day." She said, finishing off with the second-to-last closed door on this level, as there had been a door she’d completely ignored leading off of the nap room.

"That doesn’t sound too bad," Kimi said counting the kids mentally.

Kimi was careful to take note of everything, trying to seem studious and insightful to impress her new boss. She noted the stains and well-loved carpets from constant abuse that only young children can generate. Seeing the door they went past she didn’t think about it at first, but it stuck in her mind now at the ‘end’ of the tour.

"Uhm...what was that last door for at the nap room?" she asked.

"Ah, that’s just a spare room in case I ever need it. Right now I’m using it as a storage area for spare supplies," Shea said, then smiled warmly at the new employee, "But don’t you worry about that. I’ll make sure to re-stock everything overnight, so all the diapers and snacks and toys are where they need to be for the next day. It doesn’t do to have to leave a child needing for lack of being prepared."

Then she lead the other girl back to the upper floor office, asking as they went along, "So can you start in the morning?"

Kimi nodded confidently. "Yes ma’am! Just name the time and I’ll be here," she said with a smile, happy to have the job. "Do you have a fridge or something if I bring my own lunch? I’ve been trying to cut back on expenses lately and need to save every penny I can to cover my rent... so cheap lunches are a thing with me lately," she confided, blushing a little and trying not to make it sound like she’s too desperate for a job.

"Just uh... like to save money where I can," she added as an afterthought, hoping that would be a plus the boss could appreciate.

Flicking around in a filing cabinet, Shea handed over a sheaf of important looking legal and tax documents. "Eight AM, and not a moment later, please. The kids will likely be here, but not really all awake yet. Fill these out and bring them to me when you get here, and we’ll get you started with the little angels right away."

Then she chuckled a little. "And of course you can use the fridge down stairs for your lunches, Kimi. Now remember, though, keep it up on the top shelf so the kids don’t get it. I’ll be starting you off at $12 an hour, and I expect you to earn every penny of it. I hope you don’t mind working overtime, either."

Kimi shakes her head. "No ma’am, I’m fine with it and thanks again. You won’t regret it! 8 AM sharp, I’ll be here! Ready to go and work my butt off!" she said overenthusiastically, turning to leave and walking right into the door. She nearly swore, curving her speech to say ’fudge’ at the last second and rubbed her forehead and nose. "I’ll... see you tomorrow then," she said trying to act like she hadn’t just walked right into a door.

She quietly let herself out and rushed home to pour over the forms, even taking her time to make sure her writing was as neat as possible.

The next day she figured she’d be best off if she wore something durable so getting her favorite old pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt, she figured she’d be good and ready for whatever spills the kids might have. She packed an extra t-shirt in her bag, and took a scrunchie to pull her hair back in a ponytail. Then, just to make sure, she showed up 15 minutes early to Shea’s, ready to work, bag lunch in hand.

Even at quarter to eight in the morning, things are already busy when Kimi arrives. "Down here, dear!" is the call from the daycare area on the lower floor, and Shea is already wrist-deep in diaper change when the new employee finally gets down the stairs.

"Ah, good morning!" she says, powdering and re-diapering a squirmy kid who looks to be nearly two, or maybe two and a half years old. "This is Trevon, one of the new toddlers. Seems they decided to start a little early." She says, blowing a bit of hair out of her face as she lets the kid to the floor with a pat on the bottom,

"Dani and Harriet will be here later, they’re the littler ones I told you about, and--" There’s a loud yell from the main play room, "Well, Jan and Jace are already here. Those’re the twins."

Kimi nodded, bending down to smile at Trevon. "Hey there Trevon, its nice to meet you," she says offering a little high five to the toddler. She looked up at Shea.

"Well where would you like me to start miss?" she asked standing back up to look toward the play room. "They certainly do sound... lively."

Shea sighed gently and nodded at the door to the playroom. "There would be a good a place as any. Don’t let the twins intimidate you. They’re darling, really, but can be ... exasperating?" she tried to find a nice word for it. "Anyway, did you bring those papers? I’d like to get them filed as soon as possible."

Un-shouldering her backpack, she fished out the papers. "Here you go miss, and if it’s all right, I’m going to go put my lunch in the fridge before heading in there." she handed off the papers.

Shea looked over the pages of documents, noting where things were signed and initialed, then nodded. "I’m going to go file these, and go ahead and put you in my payroll system and file tax forms." she said, "Go ahead and get acquainted with the kids. The littler ones won’t talk much, but the twins are quite the chatty ones."

Kimi smiled before going to the kitchen putting her lunch away in the fridge. She washed her hands, just in case, and headed off to the play room, trying to stride in with confidence, figuring the kids were like a pack and she’d need to claim alpha quick.

Before she coul even get a couple of steps into the room, however, there was a rather hard slap against the back of her thigh, and a high-pitched girl’s voice calling "Tag! You’re it!" and then scampering away to stand with a nearly identical looking boy on the far side of the room’s playpen.

The boy looked at the girl, probably Jace, and smirked, "Who’s she?"

The girl, Jan was her name, smiles back, "I dunno, but she seems fun. See her face? It’s all red, except for that bit on her nose. She probably ran into a wall."

Kimi frowns at the comment and is a bit stunned as she was so quickly put on the defensive. "Hi kids," she says, ignoring the fact she’d been tagged. "My names’ Kimi, I’ll be helping out Ms Shea from now on," she tried to say warmly, but also convey a sense of authority.

She walked up to Jace and Jan, not really quickening her pace or trying to seem intimidating, just casual.

The two kids shot off like synchronized bullets in opposite directions around the new employee, leaving Trevon standing in the middle of the room sucking on his finger rather dumbly. The younger kid looked up at Kimi with a sort of half frightened, half awed look on his face.

"So you’re the new help?" Jace asked from across the room, keeping his distance in the game of tag, "That should be fun, huh Jan?"

"Yeah!" chirps the other girl, "That’s what I was SAYIN’!" she huffed at her twin. The pair were even dressed the same, in matching denim shortalls, though the girl’s was actually a dress.

Kimi leaned down and gave Trevon another pat on the head, smiling and trying to find him a stuffed animal or something. Turning looked at one twin then the other.

"So I’m ’IT’ huh?" she asked. She took one step toward Jace, changing her stance a little so she was lighter on her feet. "Don’t think because I’m older that I’m not faster, or a pro at tag," she said trying to bluff her way to confidence. She put her arms out to have a better range and circle of ’tagging’ around her as she slowly stalked toward the corner he was in.

Jace just smiled widely and looked past Kimi, "It’s been a while since we had someone who liked ta play!" he says, nodding at Jan while bracing for an escape. "We used to play with Trevon, but then he got boring."

"Uh huh, real boring." mimicked Jan, then she giggles at her brother, "She’s gonna get ya!"

Circling a little, Kimi came in with arms out trying her best to fence Jace into his corner. "Oh I like to play," she smiled. "At least to an extent. I’m here to help kids and be your friend!" she said almost to arm’s distance, she lunged at Jace, going for the tag.

Just as she was about to reach the child, the doorbell rang and almost immediately was a shout from upstairs, "Can you get that for me, dear?", giving Jace a chance to dart beneath the arm quickly, meeting back up with Jan, leaning in to whisper something to his sister that made her giggle loudly. The doorbell rang again, impatiently.

"Got it!" Kimi said, missing Jace and watching him go to his sister with a raised eyebrow. "I’ll be right back," she told the two of them as she left and went to the front door, opening it and putting on a smile at whomever she’d be greeting.

On the other side was a pair of pleasantly plump women with rosy cheeks and matching work outfits, carrying a pair of children in their arms. "Hello! You must be the new helper Shea told us about." chirped one, and then she unceremoniously started handing over her child.

"Uh huh, we’re so looking forward to meeting you, but we’re late for work," said the other, also handing over her child, filling Kimi’s arms with baby. "Sorry to rush off, tell Shea we said hi!" And they both turned down the walk towards the minivan parked on the street.

"Nnn niice to meet you," Kimi said taking the children with a bit of a surprised look in her eye. With one on each hip she watched them leave, taking a careful step back and closing the door with her foot. She looked at the children and smiled, rolling with whatever this place gave her.

She walked up toward where she’d last seen Shea. "Uh.. miss, we have two more that just showed up. Didn’t really catch the parent’s names but they said hi," she said trying to show just what she had in her arms.

"That’s alright, dear!" the voice of her boss called back, "I’ll be down in a bit. Change them if needed, and then the playpen. They’re not quite walking yet, and unless we can keep an eye on them, the further out of trouble the better." Then, a moment later, her face appeared at the top of the stairs.

"The younger one is Shane, the older one is Jeremy." she said, totally unhelpfully, since both children looked to be just over a year old.

Kimi looked between the two of them like she was carrying two large watermelons and wasn’t really sure which was ripe. "Ooookay," she said softly. She gave an experimental sniff, but not finding much other than a house filled with childish smells, she started back for the play room, figuring she could put both down in the play area and check them then and change as necessary.

By the time even this had transpired, the twins had retired to coloring instead of tag, and waited patiently (or uncaringly) as the two smaller children were placed in the playpen, and found to be in clean pants at the moment. Trevon wandered over to the playpen to make faces at the younger babies. Then it starts in earnest.

"How old are you?" asks Jan.

"Where do you live?" Jace says immediately.

"Did you have a job before this?"

"Where’s your mommy and daddy?"

"How much are you gettin’ paid?"

"Do you like bees?"

"What’s your favorite color?"

"I once wanted a pet snake, but now I want a pet turtle. Do you want a pet turtle?"

Kimi took a breath trying to sort their questions as she checked the kids and watched Trevon for a moment. "19, nearby, no, at home, a shiny quarter and two dimes, no, blue, never thought about it," she giggled and tried talking over the two voices not entirely sure which had been talking earlier. "How old are you two? Do you like it here at daycare? How long have you been potty trained? What are you coloring?" she asked trying to keep pace.

Jan fielded the first question, and then they alternated, keeping more than pace with the questions and answers.

"We’re five, almost six."

"We love the daycare! We don’t ever wanna haveta leave!"

"I’ve been potty trained for TWO years, but Jace’s only been potty trained for one anna half."

Jace frowned at his sister at this, and shakes his head. "But Jan still wets the bed sometimes. An’ I was colorin’ a police car, an’ she’s doin’ the fire truck." He grins widely, "I like fire trucks, they spray water EVERYWHERE."

There’s another knock at the door, but Shea announces she’ll get it, and soon enters the playroom with another toddler, who immediately goes over to Trevon and the two start babbling and playing among themselves. The twins give each other a big grin, and go back to coloring.

Most of the rest of the morning goes the same, with the twins bombarding Kimi with inane questions, and a constant rotation of the other four little ones needing to be changed or fed or falling asleep.

With things settling into a little bit more of a manageable pace for Kimi she alternated changing kids and ushering the old ones to the bathroom. She managed to learn quite a lot about the twins and spent a little bit of time playing with each of what were basically three groups of kids.

As it moved toward 11 o’clock she excused herself to make use of the bathroom, a little surprised; although she really shouldn’t have been; to find the array of potty training devices in there. She figured she’d just use the potty quick before going to the kitchen and grabbing her lunch.

There were a pair of smaller training toilets, but also a training toilet seat on the top of the regular potty. Seeing the girl’s hesitation at the door as she goes by with one of the babies yet again, Shea offers some advice.

"Don’t worry about it, you get used to using the training seat on the pot." she says, cheerily and with a bit of a laugh in her voice, "It’s easier than taking it off and putting it back on, so go ahead."

Kimi raised an eyebrow, but didn’t question it as she lets herself in and shuts door, trying the training seat and seeing how comfortable and functional it was given her size. After a little finagling she managed to use the bathroom and washed her hands once more before heading to the kitchen.

As she steps out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, there’s a loud shout of "FIREMEN! WOOO~OOOO!" like a siren, then a very cold wet stream of water splashing into Kimi’s midsection, just below her stomach and all over the front of her jeans as Jace sprays her down with the nozzle from the sink, where he climbed up via a chair. Next to him, holding the chair, Jan laughed loudly and then the two of them took off back to the play room, leaving the new employee in wet clothes after exiting the restroom.

"Fire...whaaat?!" she exclaimed about half a second before wetness hit her skin. She frowned and looked down at her jeans, then up at the twins.

"Why you little..." she made frantic motions for them to stop, "Get down, turn the water off! What are you two doing?"

The twins were long gone when Shea returned, carrying one of the little infants again and bouncing him gently against her shoulder. She paused in the kitchen door, one eyebrow quirked as she looked Kimi over with a bemused look on her face.

"Well. Couldn’t figure out the training potty, hmm?" she teased lightly, having obviously heard the commotion and seen the other kids running out of the room.

"GAH!" Kimi said motioning at her pants, "GRAH!" she said motioning again at the twins already gone. Her face looked surprised and embarrassed as she tried to explain through pantomime what had happened.

"I mean, I didn’t they, water, and my pants..."

Shea laughs warmly at that, getting a giggle out of ... whichever kid it is in her arms, "Don’t worry, they’ve done it to me in the past. If you want, you can hang those jeans up on the towel rack for a bit until they dry." she offers.

"Unless, of course, you’re going commando. In which case, I’d ask you to just keep your own pants on and work through it, but whatever you do..." She looks towards the playroom, then back, "Stay off the furniture for a bit?"

Kimi nods softly. "I’m uh... not commando," she says staring at her wet crotch and grumbling. She’d get the twins back. "I think I might take you up on drying my pants, but do you have like an apron or something I can wear around my waist?"

The girl’s employer simply smiled and nodded. "Go ahead and get those wet things off, I’ll be right back with something you can wear." and then she took the kid to the playroom, and gave a little wave as she heads back towards the stairs.

A little while later, she returned with a folded skirt and some thick-looking panties on top of them. "Here, these are mine, but you can borrow them until your things dry. They’re a little bit older, so don’t expect to win any fashion awards for them." and indeed, it’s a pair of thick ’spanky’ styled undies along with a somewhat short 80’s poof skirt.

Kimi held up the pair of panties with a bit of a smirk. "Woah, what a... thanks?" She looked at the panties and the skirt, and then looked back at her employer. "I appreciate it. It’ll at least be something dry," she said trying to make the most of the situation.

Going back into the bathroom, Kimi slipped out of her wet things, frowning a little at the panties. They weren’t exactly Victoria’s Secret but they’d do. She hung her pants up on the towel rack and came back to the kitchen.

By the time Kimi was done changing, Shea was already gathering the children up for lunch, and the twins were already in their booster seats when the new employee emerged. The pair shared a giggle at the change of pants, but that was all. Soon, however, all the little ones were rounded up and either in their high chairs or booster seats, and lunch was underway.

"Things will get a little quieter around nap time," Shea explained, "So you can eat then, maybe take a little break yourself, close your eyes for a few. "

Kimi glared at the twins. It was her first day and already they were putting her through the ringer. "Thanks, you said they got you before?" she asked trying to settle one of the kids down to eat.

She made sure she was the one serving the twins. Smallest portion of applesauce along with the tiniest cookies she could find. "Here you go, least I could do for you was get you both your lunch since you got me a little water earlier," she smirked.

Jan and Jace giggled at that, and nodded at each other, but didn’t speak while eating. Afterwards, Shea helped get the kids down for afternoon naps, and the kids all went peacefully, with Jan and Jace even giving Kimi a big hug each before laying down and passing out from the morning’s fun.

"They like you. That’s a good sign," Shea said, patting the girl on the shoulder as they went back to the play room to clean up and then relax until the next squeal of need from the nursery, "I think you’ll get on good here. Better than my last couple of employees, anyway."

"Spritzing me with water is a sign of affection? Man, hate to see what they do to those that they don’t like," she joked as they left the room. "And I didn’t realize you’ve had other help before me. You said you only needed the help with the two new kids coming on," she went to the fridge and got out her meager bag lunch, pbj and an apple. "So what happened to your last workers?" she asked sitting at the table.

Shea rolls her eyes a little bit, "We have business that goes up and down, depending on a lot of things. The last one was about two years ago when I had a spike in business, then those kids grew up and went to school and such, so not as much need for them." Then she cast a look back down the hallway.

"That one... couldn’t get along with the twins when they first started here. Some days I was happy when they just stayed away from each other."

Kimi raised an eyebrow but didn’t pry further, just taking a bite of her sandwich. "I think they’re... spirited... kids. But not really all that bad. They just seem to need a lot of attention. The other kids are real sweethearts though."

She sat and ate in quiet for a moment before looking down at her skirt and wiggling her bottom. "Well at least I have something of a fun story about my first day. Make this place memorable if anything else," she teased.

With a shake of her head, Shea patted the new girl on the shoulder, "Well, memorable is a good way of putting it. And yes, kids their age need more attention mostly, since they’re old enough to recognize the attention."

Kimi nods pondering that. She finishes her sandwich and eats her apple before leaning back in her chair a little bit to peak in toward the nap room. "So you said you wouldn’t mind if I closed my eyes a minute too?" she asked, actually kind of liking the idea of a paid nap.

Shea pats the girl on the leg and gets up from the couch, letting the girl lay there if she’d like. "Take your time. The rest of the afternoon will probably be playing outside, so it’s just a matter of sitting back and watching. I’ll go check on your pants."

Kimi smiles, "Thanks Shea," she says not wasting any time taking up the couch to stretch out a bit. Her life had been pretty hectic lately with job interviews and scraping by, so sleep hadn’t really been easy in her stress. Having a steady income once again took a nice weight off her shoulders and it wasn’t but a minute or two later that she was dozing off on the couch.

Kimi’s nap was interrupted probably way too soon by strong tugging on her arms in the early afternoon. The twins were up and wanted to play tag outside, and they weren’t taking no for an answer. Shea told the trio to go ahead out back and that she’d catch up later, needing to handle the after-nap diapers and such.

Kimi got up a little groggily. "Huh? Out back?" she yawned. "Sure sure, call me if you need anything Shea," she asked as she allowed herself to be led, still a bit too tired to take in everything.

And that’s the way most of the afternoon went. Because of the nap, the rest of the day went quick, and the twins kept Kimi busy with tag, hide and seek, red light/green light and other VERY active games for the next couple of hours before it was time to go home. Their parents seemed a little reluctant to take the pair home, but were very grateful for the time Kimi spent with them, as the kids were obviously tuckered out by 5:30.

"Tell Shea you deserve a raise if you can run all the energy out of these two like that," said the mother, smiling rather tiredly, "Thanks again."

Kimi was wheezing, but she managed a staged ’pa-shaw’ "Those two? They’re little energizer bunnies, gotta feed um Wheaties if they want to try and keep up with me," she joked, offering a tired, but somewhat theatrically confident wave. "See you two tomorrow," she gave her best grin.

With the kids home, she went to reclaim her pants. "I brought an extra shirt today, but apparently I didn’t plan quite enough. You mind if I keep like some extra clothes here some time ma’am?" she asked Shea as she came out with her dry pants.

Shea was re-stocking the changing tables in the nursery with some supplies she’d produced, probably from that storage room, and nodded. "Sure. Bring a duffle bag and we’ll keep it with the kid’s stuff in the cubbies." she nodded at the plastic divided shelves against one wall. "If you need a change, then you’ll have something clean to put on."

Kimi looked at the cubbies and blushed slightly, but nodded. "Thanks I’d appreciate it." She helped around for a few more minutes before changing back into her own things and handing the loaners back to Shea.

She went and grabbed her backpack. "Well if there’s nothing else, I guess I’ll head out for the day. Thanks for the assist on the twin prank."

With a wave, Shea let the girl go home and get her rest. That night, she spent a little time and printed out a ’Kimi!’ label for one of the cubby holes in the same colorful crayon font she used for all the other little kids and placed it on the end, removing a divider to give the bigger girl a bigger place for her things. Then she went about arranging other things, and prepping for the next day before retiring to her spreadsheets and payroll and expenses and all that.

Just as the day before, Kimi showed up 15 minutes early. She had a re-used paper shopping bag with 2 pairs of jeans, 4 pairs of panties, 3 pairs of socks and 2 t-shirts... just in case. She was a fan of preparedness and working yesterday had helped her realize that she wasn’t quite the super sitter she thought she was.

"Morning Shea," she said as she let herself in.

"Morning, dear! I put a name on your cubby, so put your stuff in there, and then come here and take over with Trevon for me? I’m getting a feeling today is going to be rough, so I hope you slept well." Shea responded, moving through with the littlest ones already in arms, one wailing and the other looking like they might start.

"Sure and... uh.. thanks for labeling it," she said looking at the cubby. She took out the clothes from her bag and folded them up, putting them into the bin.

Trevon was in the playroom, in the play pen, throwing stuff out and looking most unhappy. She came to get Trevon, reaching into the play pen. "Aww, what’s up little guy?" she asked, curious why Shea thought it’d be a bad day.

Kimi found out soon enough, however, as the twins arrived in full, rested spirits. Between Trevon being nearly completely inconsolable, the littlest ones setting each other off what seemed like every three minutes, and Jace and Jan pulling and questioning and playing and generally running amok, it was all that Shea and Kimi could do to keep up with everything. It was just a hell of a morning, and even Shea was sweating even before lunch trying to keep up with everything.

"What on earth made you think it’d be a good idea to put that in her hair?" Kimi asked somewhat incredulous at the creativity of the twins. She had Trevon in her arms, keeping him on her hip most of the morning to console him for something she hadn’t quite figured out yet. Her hair was noticeably out of place and she pulled back a few stray bangs as she readjusted Trevon again.

She was as tired as Shea, and it bothered her she hadn’t been able to make Trevon happy. "Let’s just get you both wash your hands," she told the twins. "It’s nearly time for lunch anyways.

"YAY!" They both cheered, and ran off towards the bathroom ahead of Kimi. The sound of running water reminded her that she’d not had a chance to use the restroom with all the commotion in the morning, and it didn’t look like she’d get a chance to now, either, since the kids were all clambering for food and attention, and She was currently trying to feed the littler kids. The baby food in her hair and on her apron showed about how much success she was having, but nevertheless she kept a stoic, pleasant expression on her face.

Kimi nodded, having to pee enough at this point that she was fidgeting a little on her feet. When the twins were out of the bathroom, she was already putting baby carrots on plates for them. Trevon didn’t seem to be hungry, pushing Kimi’s hand away whenever she tried to feed her.

With lunch out of the way, she got up the trays and tried to herd the kids into the nap room, hoping that crying most of the morning would at least take the energy out of Trevon.

The kids were a little restless at first, but as soon as the littlest pair had settled down and drifted off to a (thankfully) peaceful sleep, Trevon calmed down and dropped off as well. The Twins even took a break from harassing the young employee to get some shut-eye, but Kimi was not meant for a break just yet.

"Okay..." Shea said quietly, easing out of the room, "Let’s see if we can clean up the playroom. I’ve noticed that an organized room causes more calm than a confused room."

Kimi nodded politely. "I agree, but umm… if it’s all right, do you mind if I..." she shifted a little nervously, looking out of the room toward the bathroom, and trying not to seem like she was shucking work. She could see Shea was run as ragged as she was, but she was nearing a danger zone here.

With a sigh, Shea gave the girl a "What is it now?" look, and waved her down the hall to the playroom. "I know you’re tired and want to rest, but this won’t take but a moment. I don’t know how long we can keep them down, so your help would be appreciated, please?"

It was a simple request, and probably wouldn’t take that long. Also, Shea had said it in a way that hinted strongly at her pulling rank to get this taken care of as quickly as possible.

Kimi bit her lip and nodded. "Sorry miss," she said feeling a little guilty for coming off as putting out an amount of effort that wasn’t 100%. She tried to help and get the task done as quickly as she could. When she was done, she had her knees together and was shaking a little as she looked over to Shea.

"Anything else?"

"Oh, could you grab that teething ring over on the couch for me? I could have sworn it was already put away..." she trailed off, sorting some of the toys with bits back together.

Kimi turned to look at where Shea indicated, but somehow got her foot tangled up when she stepped on the heel of her pants leg. The hardwood floor came up fast and hard, and the girl’s rump slammed jarringly into it, pain shooting through her rear. Kimi let out an eep as she slipped, followed by a soft curse and bemoan of pain, hands splayed to her sides.

Through the pain and heat in her bottom, Kimi could hear a light giggling, and as she opened one eye from her wince, she saw Jan and Jace side by side in the doorway of the playroom, looking pointedly at the floor between the young helper’s legs. They each had their hands over their mouths, obviously laughing, but trying to look like they weren’t.

Kimi didn’t even realize what she’d done at first until she saw the twins and felt the wetness. "Oh no..." she said suddenly tugging at her shirt and frantically waving at the twins, trying to turn the situation back on them. "What are you doing up from your nap?" she asked in a shaky voice.

She did manage to stop the flow with a hand to her crotch, at least making it not a full blown accident, but she did have a noticeable wet spot.

With a start, Shea turned to see what all the commotion was, and the twins bolted, giggling all the way back to the nursery and their cots while the older woman sighed heavily and came over to help Kimi up.

"Oh, dear, are you okay?" she asked, her voice taking on that same tone that she used with the little kids, "Are you hurt? Don’t worry about the floor, it wipes up." she dusted at the damp seat of the girl’s pants, "C’mon, let’s get you to the potty and then into something clean, okay?"

Gently, she took the girl’s arm to help her stand, then tried to ease her towards the hallway and the bathroom in the kitchen, with the twins peeking out of the nursery ’stealthily’.

"They... they sprayed me again," Kimi said, not very convincingly, whimpering a little as she was helped up.

"Sorry," she said. "I... tried to tell you, just been such a busy morning, I didn’t... ..." she choose to remain quiet at that point as she was led to the bathroom.

Shea simply shook her head as the girl rambled, and let her stay silent until they were both in the bathroom. Without asking, the older daycare owner began tugging at her employee’s pants, getting them down to her ankles with the panties at the same time. She gave an obvious little sniff as she gently pushed Kimi down onto the trainer seat.

"Water doesn’t quite smell or stain like this, honey. Go ahead and finish up, and I’ll go get your clean things, alright?" she smiled as if she were talking to Jan or Jace, patting the girl’s knee as she worked the pants and panties past the girl’s feet. "I’ll toss these in the wash later this evening."

Beet red, Kimi’s face was a study in embarrassment. She opened her mouth to try and explain, to try and excuse herself what was easily the most embarrassing thing to happen to her in years in front of her 2nd day boss.

Mouth opening and closing like a fish as she tried to explain what had happened, but no voice coming out, she simply moaned sadly and started to pee the rest of what had been threatening to let out anyways.

"Sorry..." she said softly.

With a gentle pat on the top of the head, Shea retreated from the room. "Wait here, okay? It’s really alright, it happens, nothing to worry about." she sounded reassuring and not at all upset as she left, leaving Kimi on the pot.

A little while later, she returned with some things from Kimi’s cubby-hole, a fresh pair of shorts and some socks, as Shea had taken those as well, and a travel pack of baby wipes. Oddly, one thing was noticeably missing, and Shea looked very apologetic.

"Uh, Kimi, sweetie? I’m afraid I couldn’t find if you brought any extra panties, so I think I have something for you until you leave for the day." She sat the pile of clothes down on the sink, motioning for the girl to stand, "I’d loan you another pair of mine, but I worry about the hygiene issues, so, if you’d not mind, I have a pair of trainers for you."

Kimi just sat on the potty sobbing slightly and using some toilet paper to wipe her tears. She looked up as Shea opened the door. "Can’t find any? ...I.. I... I brought four pairs?" she asked looking with a bit of trepidation at the wipes in her hands. "Please miss, it was just... a fluke... a lightning strike that’ll never happen again, I swear."

Kimi didn’t feel very authoritative while half naked on a potty that had a built in training seat.

With a sigh, Shea pulled the girl forward, realizing that she’d have to deal with this the old fashioned way, bracing Kimi against her midsection as she wiped at the girl’s bottom and upper legs.

"You’re more than welcome to go look once we get you redressed, Kimi," she said, swiping the cleaning cloth efficiently, "But I simply couldn’t find them." She finally was done, and stood the girl up the rest of the way, bending ever so slightly down to eye level.

"But you’re not going to go in there with those napping children naked, either, so until you find your underwear, you’ll wear these, okay?" she asked, though it wasn’t exactly a question as she lifted a bright-pink pair of old-school styled training pants and began to spread them out near the girl’s knees.

Kimi looked up at Shea and let out an ‘eep’ as she was suddenly pulled forward. Her body had a moment of disconnect, similar to what people in car accidents go through, like watching it through a camera lens and feeling it’s not entirely happening to you... as her bottom womanly parts and inner thighs were wiped, her brain started to realize that it was indeed happening to her. Her face about exploded in embarrassment as she quickly untangled herself from Shea.

"I.. will..." she said at last, responding to the note about her panties. She would find them, but for now she didn’t want to run around half naked as Shea had said and she would have told Shea she could get them on and wait for her to leave, but seeing her already spreading them out for her, she stepped in, feeling this couldn’t have possibly gone any worse.

With a secure and very final tug, Shea got the disposable trainers up the girl’s legs, past her knees and snugly over the hips and waist. A single finger ran around the leg opening from years of habit and then Shea was done.

"Alright, go look for your panties, dear," she said, handing over the shorts and stepping back. "I’ve apparently got wash to do." The woman had a hint of a smile on her face as she did this, almost motherly, the same smile she had while changing Trevon’s diapers, or helping Jace or Jan to the potty.

Kimi took a moment as the woman left, taking her time to gather her thoughts and bleach what had just happened from her mind. She looked at her temp underwear, while what she’d worn yesterday had been understandably dated, this was downright juvenile.. and wrong. Sure she’d always been a little small, but these fit all too well.

She slowly tugged on the shorts, sobbing pathetically at her first accident in years... at Daycare as a worker no less... ... thank goodness most of the kids were asleep. She frowned thinking that the twins had seen and thinking on it now, she was pretty sure they were somehow responsible for her trip.

Kimi left the bathroom and went to the cubby to look for her panties. She rifled through her last pair of pants and the 2 shirts and frowned coming up empty handed. "Is there a panty snatcher here or something?" she said, frustrated.

A long look through the rest of the room came up with nothing, and even in the diaper pails her panties were nowhere to be seen. Shea and Kimi had just cleaned the play room, so if one of the kids had grabbed them and decided they were good toys, she’d have seen them. All of the kids were sound asleep, though, and the downstairs was quiet, calm, and the scent of the powder and diapers and wipes was soothing.

Shea had vanished for the moment, but soon the sounds of the washing machine starting up could be heard overhead, it’s rhythmic sloshing and churning adding to the calming peace of the daycare.

With a resigned whimper, Kimi trudged into the kitchen to take her small bag lunch and eat it in abject humiliation. A sandwich of shame, an apple of peeing in front of bratty twins, even after she’d defended them just last night and said nice things when she was cleaning up. She pushed the thoughts aside, they were kids, she was stressed, and she’d had an accident. It happens, especially at daycare, she’d shoulder through it and muscle on.

Throughout the rest of the afternoon, though, the twins wouldn’t at all let the girl live down the accident. Despite how ’small’ it had been, they were relentless.

"Miss Kimi, when are you gonna be potty trained like us?" was the most popular one, asked whenever the girl’s shorts slipped down and the bright pink of the trainers peeked out to the world. Thankfully, they didn’t say anything to their parents when they were picked up, and amazingly even Trevon and the other two infants had been relatively quiet the whole afternoon.

Kimi was not really at her best that afternoon. Besides the taunts of the twins, she couldn’t quite get over the fact that she’d slipped up. Seeing the twins off, she was actually a bit relieved. She went about the afternoon cleanup in silence, too embarrassed to talk to Shea until gathering her things.

Later, when Kimi was about to head home, Shea stopped her in the front entry way. "Here, take this." she said, smiling, "It’s your things and ... a little something extra, just in case. I won’t require it, but it is a thought." Then she wished the girl a safe trip home, and retired to her paperwork.

"Oh ... thanks." she said not bothering to look in the bag. She didn’t quite get what Shea was insinuating, and just hoped she wasn’t mad for her little slip up earlier. How stupid she must have looked, she was supposed to be the help, not another toddler Shea was looking after. She went home, and only thought to open the bag after she’d already gotten there.

Inside the bag was, as per Shea’s word, the cleaned clothes she’d gone to work in that morning, but beneath those were about a dozen fresh pairs of the training panties, folded neatly and tied with a little ribbon to keep them all in a single stack. Before that could sink in, however, Kimi’s phone rang, the caller-ID identifying it as the owner of the apartment she was renting.

Realizing what was at the bottom of the bag, Kimi dropped it like it was full of snakes or something. She let out a shriek her phone started to ring at the same time.

"Hello? Mrs. Sanderson?"

"This... is a recorded message for KIMBERLY... Jamison," came a recorded voice, "This message is to inform ... KIMBERLY... Jamison... that the premises will be .... FUMIGATED... starting within the next... Twentyfour... hours." The machine stuttered out. It went on to inform her that there would be no access allowed to the property for the duration of the fumigation, and that the premises should be evacuated of all living creatures before eight AM the next morning.

"Fumigated?!" Kimi yelled at the phone. "But but, 24 hours is barely enough time to plan!" She hit the phone button and tried to re-dial her landlord. She was on a VERY tight budget right now, one that did not account for motel costs. She swore as the phone rang busy, the automated message probably going out to others.

In a fit of anger at the day, she tossed her phone across the room and into a laundry pile, dramatically throwing herself onto her bed like she was 15 and her boyfriend had just dumped her. It had just been a bad day, and she needed to have a good cry in her pillow. She fell asleep doing just that.

The next day, she didn’t show up 15 minutes early, she came in right on the exact time, looking a little disheveled. She forgot to set her alarm, and she still didn’t have a place set up to go to. She figured she’d call friends at lunch.

Oddly enough, the entire house was completely quiet when Kimi came in, nearly dead silent. Stepping carefully down the hallway, she found that both the twins were coloring quietly, Trevon was dead asleep next to the playpen, head resting on a big plastic dinosaur, and Shea had the littlest ones on her lap, cuddled up against her and sleeping soundly.

Unfortunately, while the quiet was very good on the ears, -something- was pretty rotten to the nose, and Shea mouthed "Hello." to Kimi from the couch, then nodded at the twins and Trevon in a manner that said "Please find out which one of them stinks."

Kimi put her stuff down in her cubby. She had decided against the trainers this morning, knowing yesterday was a total fluke and having resolved that some Sumerian prankster god had used the last of his power to ruin her day. She offered a nervous wave to Shea, before going to each of the diapered toddlers and trying to sniff her way to bomb detection.

Trevon, as it turned out, was only a little damp in the diaper department, so that left one of the twins, both of whom looked completely unconcerned about the smell. The smell was worst around Jace, and the way he was sitting, up on his knees, made it easier to spot the slightly damp looking ’lump’ under his bottom. Neither of the twins were in diapers or pull-ups, but at their age it wasn’t so out of the ordinary to have a miss here and there.

As Kimi got closer up behind Jace, he shifted, and that was enough to confirm exactly who the messy bottom belonged to.

"Come on tiger, think you and I need to go visit the potty," Kimi said, crinkling her nose. She was also slightly pleased to see one of the twins slip up in a stupid kind of comeuppance type way. She bent down to give him a pat on the shoulder and tried to get Shea’s attention with a pointing motion to the culprit.

With a frown, Jace looked up and noted the pointing, then he seemed to realize what had happened and frowned even more.

"Hmph..." was all he could manage, though Jan giggled a little and starting singing softly, "Jace is dirty, Jace is dirty."

It wasn’t really a hard tease, but the boy took it badly, turning and stomping off into the hallway, pouting heavily like any five year old might. He turned to Kimi in the hallway and glared up at her, frowning and crossing his arms over his chest.

"This is all your fault." He passed the blame, then simply marched off to the bathroom, apparently knowing the routine for an ’accident’.

Kimi raised an eyebrow at his indignation, but followed after him, the childish part of her humming along with the teasing that Jan had started. Thinking on her own misadventure yesterday, she stopped to grab a pull-up and some wipes as she went to meet him in the bathroom.

The kid already had his shorts off around his ankles when Kimi came in, and was standing next to the smaller training potty expectantly.

"I don’t haveta go anymore," he started, his mood already soured, "So just help me get cleaned up. I wanna color some more."

Jan had followed quietly to the kitchen, and giggled a little bit at her brother before the door closed, and as soon as it did, Kimi felt an intense need to use the bathroom as well, almost like a punch in the gut, her colon wrenching suddenly.

After yesterday and with the abject humiliation of having wet herself in daycare, her mind practically dropped Jace from the equation. She looked at regular potty, and immediately began to undo the button on her pants.

"OnesecJaceIhavetogo," she blurted as she tried her damndest to make sure the nightmare wasn’t about to replay.

Jace’s eyes went wide, and he stepped to one side, just out of sight. "Heeey!" He called, obviously not wanting to be left in his own messy underwear.

The urge hit again as the girl fumbled with her own jeans, suddenly finding the button on them very frustratingly twisted just enough to make getting them off a chore. To add to the problem, it seemed as if the zipper had ’hung’ as well, and despite this, Kimi’s bowels were not at all letting up, possibly due to being ignored the day before.

Between the stubborn button, the stuck zipper, and the lack of space to move around in the small bathroom, it seemed like it was going to be a race between Kimi’s growing need to go and her ability to remove her pants. On top of that, Jace had moved over to the door, wrenching it open and wandering out into the kitchen, probably to give the helper some room.

Kimi started frantically pulling at the front of her jeans, the extra effort causing a slight spurt of pee to escape and just dampen her panties the tiniest bit, but she managed to tear the button hole a little wider and get the pants off.

Dropping trow like it was a timed Olympic event and following suit with her underwear she planted her bottom on the toilet just as Nasa signaled take off for the rocket ship. She winced and whimpered a bit caught up in trying so desperately not to have an accident that it didn’t occur to her immediately that the door was now open with a messy underwear wearing 5 year old standing in it.

The relief was immediate and wonderful, almost blissful in it’s just straight out feeling of getting that out of her system, like a warm aura around her bottom. For a moment, she stared blankly into the eyes of the child, his twin sister barely peeking around the edge of the door frame. Slowly, the kid’s confusion started to change into a wide, strange grin.

Then something occurred to Kimi, that that ’warm aura’ around her bottom was ... physical. And heavy. And a bit squishy. Tearing her eyes away from the little boy, she looked down between her legs. There, sagging wetly against her and down into the toilet, was her underwear. The very same underwear she could have sworn a moment ago she’d pulled down with her jeans.

Kimi sucked in a great deep breath of shock, her legs open and un-lady like, her mouth a curve of horror. She wasn’t that frazzled that she’d forget something so critical like taking down her panties… Was she...?

Tears began to well up in her eyes before she even realized they were there, and not knowing what to do and feeling the horrible embarrassment wash over her like the tide rolling back in from the day before, she began to cry, burying her face in her hands.

"Miss SHEAAAA!" came one of the twin’s voices, or both of them, "Miss Kimi had an acc’dent!"

It didn’t take much after that to get Shea into the kitchen, and she winced when she saw what was going on. Quickly she reached into the room and took the pull-up and fresh shorts for Jace and quickly ushered the two kids out of the room and eased the door closed. When she finally returned, no longer than three minutes later, she found Kimi still on the toilet. Quietly, she came in and stood next to the girl, arm around her shoulders.

"Shhh... There, there..." she comforted, rubbing gently, "It’s alright, honey, it happens. C’mon, dry those tears, please? We’ll get you cleaned right up, alright?"

"I made it..." she whimpered. "I really did... I just.. forgot to get my panties down," she said through tear stained eyes. She ran the back of her arm across her slightly runny nose, not caring how she looked right now. "I’m so sorry miss, I.. I.. just had to go so quick.."

Shea continued to comfort the girl, her voice quiet and soothing, "It’s alright, honey, really. I don’t blame you, not even a little bit, trust me." she continued to soothe the girl, hoping to calm her down enough to get things cleaned up, but grateful that she’d been over the toilet when she’d ’gone’, so it wasn’t a bad mess.

"Would you like to get cleaned up, sweetie? Hmm? I think you do. Come on." she slowly eased the girl to a half standing position, legs spread, as she helped her start to step out of her jeans.

As Kimi stepped out of her jeans, she wanted to say she could clean herself up, but her voice was half a choked sob and a gurgling rambling of apologies for how stupid and pathetic she must look on only her 3rd day of work. She leaned against Shea for support, not standing all the way up.

With some care, Shea began helping the girl get cleaned up, easing her panties off and ’emptying’ them into the toilet before tossing them into the diaper pail. Then, with a little more care and attention than the day before, she again cleaned the girl up with baby wipes. Once this was done, she looked down and saw the small wet-spot in the crotch of the jeans and picked those up.

"Take a seat on the toilet, dear, until I can get you something to wear," she requested, with the un-spoken suggestion that it would be best just in case she had another accident.

Kimi sat down, reaching for the toilet paper to dry at her eyes. How had this happened? Had she really just let herself get cleaned by Shea? Again? She couldn’t stop shaking with how upset she was.

Shea returned moments later, and without even asking, started lifting Kimi’s feet and guiding them through the leg holes of yet another disposable pull-up training panty, and when she got to the girl’s knees she helped her stand, tugging them up her thighs and over the hips once again, repeating the ’finger check’ of the leg gatherers before drawing Kimi into a deep, soothing hug.

"Come on now, dear," she soothed, "Let’s get those tears dried. I found a skirt you brought with you, and we can get that on you, and then we’ll get back to work." She says, leaning back away and dabbing at the girl’s cheeks with her thumb.

Kimi returned the hug and finally managed to stop crying as her tears were wiped away. "I’m sorry," she repeated again. "And... I’d appreciate the skirt," she added. In her distress, she was very compliant and thankful that Shea wasn’t mad and was actually helping her.

With a little nod, Shea took the girl by the hand and lead her to the nursery room and over to her cubby-hole, retrieving a skirt from within and handing it to her.

"I’m guessing you can take care of this part on your own, yes? I’ll go put your things in the wash, and you can go play with the children. I’ll have a talk with Jace and Jan when I get back, and I promise no one will tease you." She gave a meaningful look at the pull-ups on the girl’s bottom, and then smiled again and moved past, stopping to give another brief, reassuring hug.

Kimi pulled her shirt down to try and hide her pull-up as she walked out to the cubby. She also blushed a bit harder at the hug, but nodded her thanks as she took the skirt and put it on. With the episode somewhat over, she tried her best to do as she did yesterday and push it past her, working quietly with the kids until it was lunch time. She got the kids fed, and two of them changed, and even got them down for a nap.

With the kids out and a little bit of free time, she took her cell to the kitchen. She got out her small lunch and started going through her list of local friends and acquaintances, hoping that someone would be generous on short notice, but she wasn’t having much luck. One guy already had a girlfriend and she wasn’t feeling a female friend spending the night. Her own best friend Cindy was out of town and didn’t leave a spare key behind. She was starting to sulk noticeably in her chair as she kept trying.

Meanwhile, Shea had been a busy beaver, taking on the lion’s share of the work to give Kimi some time to regroup and recuperate. She’d also pulled the twins aside very shortly after the incident, and the two of them were being exceptionally nice to the young employee all morning, offering to let her color, or play with their toys and such, and things were peaceful otherwise.

Coming into the kitchen after lunch and getting Trevon settled in his crib, Shea couldn’t help but notice the look on Kimi’s face and the cell phone in her hand.

"Trouble, dear?"

Kimi looked up with a pout. "I... my friends are all busy or out of town and I can’t stay the night with them," she said without explaining why she needed too. She shifted a little uneasily in her seat, still embarrassed by the treatment she’d received from Shea so far.

Placing a hand on the girl’s shoulder, Shea knelt down until she was again at eye level with the girl. "Kimi, dear, if you need a place to stay, I can let you stay here for a while. We’ll just say you’re on call for any overnight needs?" She offered, helpfully. So far, Kimi hadn’t seen any guest bedrooms in the house, even up stairs, so it was a bit of a strange offer, but an honest one.

Kimi didn’t even have to think about it. "Really, you don’t mind? Like I can go home with you for the evening when we’re done for the evening?" she said, not realizing that she had indicated here, at the daycare. "My.. my place is being fumigated on short notice and my friends are really great people, but they’re just.. .well.. it was too quick for them to be able to help, so I’d REALLY appreciate it."

Shea chuckled, and gave the girl a pat on the shoulder. "Really, you can stay here for the night, I don’t mind. Now why don’t you go relax on the couch, rest a bit while the kids are asleep, and I’ll make up a bed for you."

Kimi managed a dull nod. She’d already finished her sandwich and apple, and she tossed the bag in trash, stumbling away from the kitchen table.

"Thank you Shea," she said as she left. "I really got lucky with this job," although she worried about being a little too defeatist with that tone and quickly added, "I mean, cause you’re such an understanding and helpful employer and..." she shut up before she babbled any more. She went over to the couch and plopped down face into the pillow.

Soon enough, Kimi was dead asleep on the couch, and Shea went about preparing the girl’s room for her. Time passed in the quiet of the afternoon, and the young employee wasn’t disturbed in the least until she was awakened by a weird tickling sensation along one of her legs, at the outer thigh, as if something was brushing lightly against it, and she could hear the hushed whispers of two small, quiet voices.

Groaning, Kimi tilted her head on the pillow. She directed a breath of air from her mouth to push her hair clear and give a cyclopic view of what was around her. She was still a bit tired and having been asleep probably longer then she should have, was not coming out of it yet

Out of the corner of her one wandering eye, she caught sight of Jan standing behind her, the de-pantsed Jace standing beside her with his own, smaller pair of training pants on display. They had her skirt lifted up and were giggling softly, looking at her bottom beneath. Jan reached out and was about to touch the pull-ups when they spotted that she was awake, and Jan quickly dropped the hem of the skirt and moved around towards Kimi’s head.

"Miss Shea told us we weren’t allowed ta tease you, an’ that we should be nicer to you ’cause of your acc’dents." the girl started, looking for all the world like the most innocent little angel ever.

"Uh huh," Jace chimed in, "So we’re bein’ nice, an’ lettin’ you know that ya should probably ask Miss Shea if she’ll change you, ’cause of she not likin’ if you get the couch wet."

Grumbling and less the cordial in her waking, "I didn’t have accidents, I just... having a bad day... er.. days.." she said doing a push up to try and unglue her head from the pillow. "And what do you mean about change?" she said as she sat back on her knees, yawning loudly and trying to adjust her shirt, pull her skirt back down, smoothing it over her rear with a glare at the two overly inquisitive toddlers.

As her hand passed over the back of her skirt, however, she could feel a slight puffy sag in the rear of the training pants, and the two kids exchanged looks, then frowned a little.

"Your princesses are all gone..." Jan tried to explain helpfully, and the kids actually looked hurt at the tone.

"We was just tryin’ to help," Jace said, sullenly as well, then he shuffled one foot and grabbed Jan by the arm. "We’re gonna go play outside..."

"But.. I... bu... they!" she was speechlessly mortified for a moment, raising a hand at the kids, and trying to disclaim what they’d said, and to deny the sag of her soggy pull-up. There was no way, just no way that this could have happened. She looked around and made sure she was alone, and then sitting further back on her knees, she carefully lifted the front of her skirt up, bringing a hand to check the front of her pull-up, having to make absolutely sure that her mind wasn’t playing a trick on her. She whimpered as her nightmare apparently continued. "I.... wet?"

At exactly this moment, Shea came into the playroom with Trevon being led by one hand, her other arm full of baby and she stopped, a little stunned at the way Kimi was sitting with her skirt childishly hiked up and a hand to her wet pull up, but then simply continued on, placing both children in the playpen before coming over to her employee. She reached out and took the hand that was probing the sodden trainers, and with her other hand she raised Kimi’s chin so their eyes were meeting.

"Have a nice nap, Kimi?" she asked, gently, pulling the girl up off of the couch by the hand. "C’mon, let’s get you changed, then you can go play with Jace and Jan while I take care of the others."

Kimi’s mouth fell open as the other hand took hers off of her trainers. She looked up completely stupefied in Shea’s gaze. "I... I..." she wanted to talk, she wanted to explain that this wasn’t what it looked like and she wasn’t developing a pattern of potty behavior that was contrary to what a daycare employee should be expected to maintain, but instead she just sheepishly sunk her head as she was pulled off the couch, staying quiet as she followed behind Shea, but taking at least a chance to peek back and make sure she hadn’t left a wet spot on the couch.

The couch, thankfully, was clean, though as she walked along back to the nursery, it was obvious that it was only by the grace of god, her trainers being quite dangerously saggy against her hips. Shea lead Kimi over to one of the changing tables, the other littler baby sitting in one of the cribs and watching curiously.

"Okay, dear, I want you to know that this isn’t your fault, and I know that." Shea started, pulling some wipes and a fresh pair of training pants from the table, "You’ve had a very stressful day, and I want you to not worry about it. Just enjoy the afternoon, and let me do all the heavy lifting, okay?"

Kimi kept her eyes on the ground. "It’s never happened before I worked here," she said softly. "I know... you didn’t hire me for this..." she said somewhat upset with herself. The fact she was in front of a changing table and the fact Shea had just grabbed another pull-up hadn’t really registered with her.

At the very least, the twins weren’t being their usual selves, and even to a point seemed to be somewhat nice today.

The older woman nodded, lifting up Kimi’s skirt and easing the trainers down her legs, "Oh, don’t worry about that. You’ve been a huge help the last few days, and the kids like you quite a lot. I’m not going to fire you or anything."

The cool wipe against her sensitive skin shocked Kimi a little back out of her self-pity party, and it suddenly became clear what was happening as Shea fanned out a new pair of trainers and held them before the younger girl. The implication that she put them on was quite clear.

"Starting a new job can be hard, especially one this busy. Really, go play and have fun with the twins today, that’ll be more help to me than you can imagine. Just make sure all of you get to the potty as needed."

Kimi nodded, just happy she wasn’t getting what logic told her she deserved verbally. She stepped into the trainers, feeling very childish, and did her best to reaffirm Shea that she’d be the best help she could be, trying to salvage at least a little modicum of dignity.

"I’ll keep them busy," she said, trying to detach herself from the reality of getting wiped and put into a dry pull-up.

Once outside, the warm sunshine and the tweeting of the afternoon birds helped to put Kimi’s mind at ease, and soon she was embroiled in a pretty fun game of ’tag’ with the twins. They were being super nice this afternoon, laughing and playing pleasantly, and Kimi couldn’t help but feel herself pulled into their good mood, despite the morning’s problems.

The fun was only broken once by Jace and Jan needing to use the bathroom at roughly the same time, but when the end of the day came and Shea called out that the twin’s parents were there to pick them up, there was a palpable twinge of disappointment that ran through the back yard as the ’fun’ was suddenly killed.

Kimi had done what she could to try and put the combined embarrassment of what she’d done and what she was wearing behind her. She couldn’t help getting into the same spirit the twins had been in and when it was time to wrap up the afternoon, she looked almost as saddened as they were.

"Aww, well, I’ll see you both again tomorrow, right?" she asked the twins as she walked them to the front door. Her skirt was riding a little high and the crotch her pull-up was peeking out slightly as she met their parents to pass them off.

The twin’s mother only briefly glanced at the peeking pull up as she retrieved her children, Jace still minus pants.

"Well, I see someone must have had an accident today, hmm?" The woman said and it’s unclear if the comment is directed at her son or her son’s babysitter as she takes the children by the hands.

Kimi immediately turned bright red, and bit her lower lip. "Well.. it was.. a.. uhm..." she was at a bit of a loss for words, immediately forgetting that Jace had also had an accident earlier and the woman might be talking to him instead. She got a bit self-conscious of what she was wearing and without intending to, began to pull her shirt down a little to try and hide her lower body in somewhat of a classic childish defensive tactic.

The woman stopped and gave Kimi a rather long, odd look. "Uh, right. It’s okay, sometimes the little ones have a wee accident, it’s not your fault. I mean, they’re only five..." There’s a long, awkward silence which is interrupted by Shea coming up behind her employee and patting her on the shoulder.

"Of course!" she says, opting to let Kimi save some face, "My new employee is just very dedicated, and doesn’t like to think that it was allowed to happen. Nothing to be done, and she’ll be just one of the gang soon enough. It’s a learning process."

Kimi nodded, realizing just what she’d missed. "Aside from the one accident, he’s been doing rather well," she said trying to rejoin the conversation. She gave both the kids a pat on the head. "See you tomorrow to play some more?" she asked, actually a looking forward a little to just that.

With a laugh, Jan and Jace nodded in unison and then waved their goodbyes, turning to go to their mother’s car. As soon as they were out of sight and hearing, Shea let the front door close and sighed a little bit.

"Kimi, do you need to tell me anything right now?" she asked, carefully with a meaningful look at the girl’s trainers. It was the same question Kimi had heard her ask Trevon or the twins when they looked like they either had an accident or needed to use the potty.

Kimi blushed and for a moment had a look of panic. She was okay, right? "F..f...fine, I mean.. I’m okay, honest," she said, sounding anything but confident. She knew the tone, and the question, and it wasn’t lost on her the implications. She started to back up slowly, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to go to the bathroom, either to use or make sure she hadn’t already.

The owner of the daycare stepped out of the way to allow the girl to go past. "Why don’t you try to go, just in case, hmm? It’s been a few hours, and I don’t want you to miss out because of work. When you get done, please see me in the nursery, I want to show you something that hopefully will help us both."

Kimi backed up slow till she was out of sight and then practically ran to the bathroom. What the hell was happening to her? She locked the door and flipped up her skirt, checking and double checking that her pull up was fine. It was slightly damp, but she chalked that up to running around outside with the kids and it being sweat. At least she hoped it was. She took a leak in the toilet, flushed, wiped, and did everything she’d expect the toddlers to do without thinking. She got up and hesitated, feeling silly as she pulled her pull-ups back on. She wandered out of the bathroom, holding one arm and looking a little worried as she met Shea in the nursery.

The older woman was there waiting when she came back, a smile on her face and standing by the changing table, something tacked to the wall behind her.

"Well, dear, are we all dry and clean?" she asks, cheerily, hoping her attitude would bleed over to the girl, "It’s okay, you can tell me. I know how distracting some things can get around here.

"I don’t need to be checked... I appreciate leniency and I’m so sorry for how things have gone, but..." she looked a little bewildered at what was on the wall, coming up a little closer as she thought she saw her name on it.

Shea shook her head. "No, dear, you need to tell me if you’re clean or not," her tone turning a tad more insistent and commanding, the tone of someone dealing with a reluctant toddler.

"Just think of how awful it would be to catch a rash while having to carry the little ones around, or chase Jace and Jan all over the back yard." She waits until the girl is a little closer, then reaches out and takes hold of the hem of the skirt, not lifting, but holding. "Now, do I need to see for myself, or can you be a big girl and tell me?"

Kimi let out an audible little eep, hand instinctively going to the hem of her skirt to try and hold it down, only managing to get the front down while Shea still held the back up. "It’s dry!" she whimpered. She hadn’t gotten a good look at the wall before she was distracted, but she’d stopped paying attention to it and tried to tug away from Shea’s hand.

With a nod, Shea let go, "I’m going to trust you for now on this one. So, let’s see..." she said, turning and revealing what looks to be a hand-made laminated chart. On it are several names that Kimi has never heard of, but the bottom with big check marks next to them are Jace and Jan’s names.

Directly under those, however, is Kimi’s name, and in the box with the current day’s date at the top are the letters M/W/ and she adds a ’D’ next to those two, turning back to Kimi.

"This is my potty chart. We keep track here of how often you are dry or wet when I check, okay?" She starts to explain, "As soon as you can get a row of six D’s, then you get to go up to big girl panties."

Kimi’s mouth dropped... her name. HER NAME. It was on the potty chart. She looked at Shea incredulous, and she tried to force her mouth to move, but all that came out was more of that same whimper. She was in a pull-up and those markings on there weren’t lies. They had happened. She pouted and looking up at Shea, she slowly started to cry.

With a little "Awww" Shea pulled the girl into a hug, stroking her back and hair gently as she led her from the room and into the playroom, one hand patting at the pull-up and finding it dry on the outside, despite her insistence that she wouldn’t check.

"Come on, honey," she says, soothingly as she eases down onto the couch with the girl, "Let it all out, go ahead. It’s not a punishment, just a reminder to pay attention a little more closely, okay?" she keeps patting, letting the girl lean against her as much as she needs.

Kimi offered a weak nod. Her repetition for dealing with these feelings of inadequacy lately had been apologizing, and as she cried and held onto Shea she whispered ’I’m sorry," over and over again, trying to excuse her accidents and general lack of maturity for a job that almost certainly required it.

After 15 solid minutes of being held and finally managing to dam the flow of self-pity, she sniffles back the last tear and sits with Shea in awkward silence.

"...I’ll be sleeping on the couch?" she asks. "I.. I’ll need to go home and get some clothes... and bring back a sandwich for dinner," she added, thinking that she had at least been fortunate enough to have been offered to stay here for the night.

With a comforting chuckle, Shea shook her head. "Oh, no, not on the couch, honey, and I’ll cook us up something, don’t you worry." She said, wiggling a finger at her employee’s tummy in a little pseudo-tickle. "I’ve made up a bed for you down here. I don’t have a guest bedroom up stairs, but I think you’ll be comfortable enough."

She then pulled the girl back into a hug, "But I do need to make it clear that, while the chart is there to help you progress, if you get too many M’s or W’s in a day, I’ll need to do something to remind you to be more attentive, yes?" She holds the girl, letting this sink in while Kimi is calmed down some.

"Something more..?" she blushed and shook her head. "That’s okay.. it.. won’t happen again," she said with a nod, trying to instill more confidence in herself. She slowly got up and out of Shea’s arms. "I’ll be back in a little bit then," she said making an awkward motion like she was going to leave.

She grabbed her backpack and headed to her car. She was glad she found a place for the night, but still kind of pissed at the suddenness of it. She got to her place, packed some clothes for the next day, got her toothbrush, the mail, and headed back to Shea’s place after locking the door.

When Kimi returned to the daycare/residence, there was a very tantalizing smell coming from the kitchen downstairs and further investigation revealed Shea deep in the middle of cooking up a pot of spaghetti. It smelled delicious, and most of the kid’s things had been cleared from the table, but there was a little sectional plate still there, next to a real plate.

"Just toss your things in your cubby, honey, then wash your hands and get ready for dinner, okay?" she said, looking up from her completely home-made sauce, with fresh tomatoes and basil grown out back in the little garden.

Kimi smiled and her mouth actually started salivating at the smell of the meal. Her budget didn’t really allow for lavish meals. She was eating a lot of ramen and pbj’s these days. She stuffed her bag in her cubby and skipped off to the bathroom to wash her hands, not even worrying that it was kind of a childish thing to be told to do.

"It smells fantastic," she said as she joined Shea in the kitchen.

Over dinner, at which Kimi found herself sat in front of the little sectioned plate, though with adult silverware to use, Shea started to talk to her.

"I just want you to know that I think you’ve been doing a great job here these last few days, Kimi, so don’t worry about your job. I need help keeping the children occupied, and you’re a hit with them." She took a bite, swallowed, and continued, "Also, I cleaned out the storage room and set you up a place to sleep in there. It’s not ideal, but you really don’t want to sleep on the couch again. There’s no telling what’s lingering in those cushions since the last time I had them steam cleaned."

"I.. really appreciate it," Kimi said, not fighting over the plate, but raising an eyebrow at it. Given how hungry she was she wasn’t about to turn down delicious looking food. She attacked the spaghetti.

"To be honest, I don’t really felt like I’ve been all that good at it," she said with a mouthful. "But thanks for letting me stay here," she said looking around for a drink

Shea ate slower, more primly, and watched the girl. "My, you eat as if you’ve not had a decent meal in a long time, Kimi." she mused, taking her own time and enjoying her home cooking.

"I’m glad you’re at least having fun working here, and you honestly aren’t doing poorly at all. Much better than the last helper I hired a couple of years ago. He didn’t last long at all."

Blushing, Kimi tried to swallow a full mouthful, taking her napkin to wipe around her mouth. "Yah? He.. uhm.. couldn’t handle it?" she asked, liking that the conversation was steered away from her and to someone who had somehow done worse then she had.

Taking her glass Kimi tried to clear her throat. "Sorry for scarfing it down, it’s just really good."

The older woman waves a hand at that, as if trying to fan away an annoying smell that had invaded her nose, "I thought he was going to be better, but ended up forgetting things and not getting on well with the children I had at the time."

She stands up, gathering the plates, "Would you like some more? I made plenty."

Kimi is quick to nod. "Yes please," she says getting up and trying to help Shea. "Well I promise that I’ll be mindful of everything I can," she adds, referring to the forgetful previous employee, and not remarking about her potty mishaps.

And Shea is quick to refill the plate with more spaghetti and give it back to the girl and then turning back to cleaning up the remnants of the meal. "Oh, I’m sure you’ll be a lot better off than he ended up being, I’ll make sure of it. I did a much better job of screening people this time around."

She ends up just putting most of the dishes in the dish washer, along with the used bottles and such from earlier in the day. "And besides, once you get back on the potty horse and over your nerves, things will be better for you."

Was already shoveling more food in her mouth, but dropped her spoon hearing ’potty horse’. She laughed nervously. "Right, I mean, no more problems from me, freak accidents, really," she said returning to the food with fervor to try and eat away her embarrassment.

"Of course, dear. You just take your time, and put your things in the washer when you’re done. I’ve got to take care of some paperwork, so come get me when you’re ready to go to bed and I’ll show you to where I’ve got the spare sleeping arrangements setup."

Kimi nods and finishes her meal in quiet, going back for even a small 3rd portion before putting her kids tray in the dishwasher. She went to her cubby afterwards and got out her toothbrush, visiting the bathroom once more and using it just in case, before going to look for Shea.

Kimi finds the woman right where she said she’d be, in the small upstairs office, working away on expense balancing and budgeting and so forth, pouring over the computer’s spreadsheets intently. She seems to sense a presence and looks up with a smile.

"Ready for bed, honey?"

Kimi checks her watch. "Well, actually, I think an early bed does sound like a good idea," she admits. "Stress and lack of sleep probably hasn’t been helping me much. I could barely sleep the other night worrying about a place to stay," she said, following Shea.

She leads Kimi to the back door of the nursery, the one that had previously been called a storage room, and opened it. Inside were what looked like a lot of boxes of diapers, training pants, wipes, formula and other supplies, but they only took up one corner of a larger room. The rest of the space was taken up by... another nursery, only this one had a single crib and changing table, a rocking chair and a dresser, all sized for either very large children, or the average adult.

"Here’s where you’ll be sleeping tonight, honey. I know it isn’t ideal, but unless you want to really sleep on a pee stained couch, this will be much better."

Standing in the doorway, Kimi isn’t exactly sure what she’s looking at. "It’s a... it’s... a..." She looks at Shea. "I... I’m grateful for a place to stay, really I am, but I didn’t think you meant," she looked at the room again, taking an awkward step forward. The crib was huge, the changing table was large enough for someone her size.

"Why... do you have a room like this?" she asked, turning to look at Shea in confusion.

The older woman’s smile is still present, comforting, reassuring. "Dear, you have to understand," she starts, taking a step forward and placing a hand on Kimi’s shoulder, "I don’t just look after children. Sometimes I deal with... those less fortunate. It’s part of the reason why I’m ’open’ 24/7, you see. Those people need care as well. Come now, I’m sure it’ll be just like sleeping in a bed."

Shea starts to lead Kimi over towards the crib, the side of which is lowered and open making it seem more like an oversized day bed than the crib it is, and she starts to turn back the covers. Everything in here looks recently cleaned, and the carpet shows that the boxes were more scattered, and it’s obvious the room isn’t often used.

Kimi looks unsure for a second. "Umm.. well," she stutters, not sure what ’less fortunate’ could mean, but at least the bed looked clean. "If it’s just for a night," she relented. The place seemed a bit odd, but Shea had been so nice, she couldn’t really say no at this point.

With a quick pat to the pull-ups under Kimi’s skirt, she smiles, "Good girl. Now, you get ready for bed and rest up for the night. We’ll see you first thing in the morning, and if you get five dry checks in a row on your chart, we’ll put all of that behind us, okay?"

Blushing, Kimi nods dumbly, pulling her skirt off and crawling into the ’bed’ wearing just a pull-up and her t-shirt. "Just one night," she mumbled to herself. "Thank you again," she said to Shea before the woman left.

Morning found Kimi waking up to an odd sensation and the muffled sounds of a baby’s crying coming from somewhere nearby. The sounds were obvious and easy to place, sounding like Trevon or one of the other littler babies, not either of the twins. The sensation was a little harder to put her finger on, but as she sat up in the crib, it became obvious... She was waking up with no need for that usual morning pee, probably due to the cool, damp sensation she could feel on the back of her thighs. Not to mention the warm squish in her pull-up.

Kimi sat up slowly. Her face flushed red. She looked around to make sure the door was shut and that none of the kids would come barging in. She once again had to sit on her knees and dab at her pull-up, confirming its state. "I... wet...?" she asked, not believing what she felt. By the sounds of things, some of the kids were already arriving for the day.

The trainers were, in fact, sopping, not to mention leaking, having not been designed for this sort of usage with such a large person. It wasn’t a bad leak, just a couple of small wet spots on the sheets of the bed. Through the door, a muffled voice started to become clearer, the speaker getting closer.

"...play nicely while I go wake Kimi up, okay?" it was Shea, and then the door handle started to turn.

Letting out an audible ’eep’ Kimi tried to fumble her way out of bed, her legs caught in the sheets, she only managed to fall out of the crib, crashing to the ground with a thud. Her front half was piled on the floor, her legs still half in the crib. Her shirt had managed to ride up a little thanks to gravity and her pull-up was on prominent display

Moments later, Kimi was being helped to her feet by a very amused, yet appropriately concerned Shea. It wasn’t hard to see what had happened, with the spots on the sheet and the way the girl’s trainers were exposed like that, but the focus seemed to be on making sure Kimi was alright.

"Are you okay?" Shea was asking, patting down all the important bones and joints, "Are you hurt anywhere? Does it feel bad when I squeeze here?"

Kimi shook her head. "I’m fine... I just.. fell. I didn’t realize where I was when I woke up," she said pulling her shirt down to try and hide her wet pull-up. She lowered her head a little bit seeing that Shea could obviously make out what had happened to the bed. She wasn’t sure apologizing again like she frequently did would do any good, so she just quietly blushed her way through getting up.

After a little more examining, Shea simply patted the woman on the rump like she would any toddler she was trying to get moving. "Alright, well, go get a fresh trainer and a shower, then come back down and get dressed. It’s still early, but I suspect the others will be here soon."

She didn’t seem at all bothered by the wet garment, or the slightly sodden sheets, she simply pulled them off of the bed, leaving the waterproof mattress exposed with just a bit of a hint of a yellow spot in one tiny location.

"Well, get going honey, come on, no time to waste."

Kimi found her skirt and got it back on, leaving the room and carefully checking to see that whatever kids were here already didn’t connect her to it. She tried her best to keep her pull-up off display as she went to use the shower and wash away the shame of how she’d woken up to this morning.

After a good 15 minute scrub, she slowly came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her hair, and another around the rest of her body, swearing quietly that she’d forgotten her bag in her cubby as she hovered near the bathroom door trying to catch Shea’s attention.

The employer was nowhere to be seen, but from the sounds of things, she was up near the front door, having a conversation with someone at the top of the stairs, meaning that the downstairs was probably free of anyone except maybe Trevon, and he’d be off playing somewhere anyway.

Seeing her chance, Kimi snuck out of the bathroom, figuring she could make it back to the room she’d been allowed to borrow and in worst case scenario put on the skirt and shirt she’d worn yesterday and go commando till she could get her backpack.

The door to the other room was shut tight, though, and as Kimi jiggled the handle, she noticed something sitting in her cubby. It was a fresh pull-up and a clean skirt and t-shirt combo, obviously having been set here to get her attention. Directly above the cubbies, plastered on the wall was the potty chart, a very large and obvious ’W’ already recorded for today on Kimi’s line.

Kimi’s face burned with humiliation as she saw the chart and the contents of her cubby. She looked around once more, discreetly taking what had been left and retreating to the room to put them on. She grumbled and felt stupid for both the chart and her disposable underwear, but at the same time she couldn’t argue the logic behind them given the horrible track record she’d accumulated over the last two days.

Dressed in a fresh skirt and a dry pull-up she quietly left the room to begin her duties for the day.

It wasn’t long before the other children arrived, and other than Shea commenting on how well she got herself dressed, no one said anything about Kimi’s attire. On the other hand, it did seem as if Shea was doing most of the work with the younger pair of children, leaving Kimi to watch over Trevon and the Twins for the morning.

Only a couple of hours in, and in the middle of another question and answer session with the nosy pair of preschoolers, Kimi noticed a bit of an odd tickle in the groin department.

Trying to mask a sudden worried feeling, Kimi looked at the twins. "How about a bathroom break?" she said already getting up and motioning like it was important for the twins to try and keep at their potty training.

"Huh?" Jan asked quizzically, having just been not even thirty minutes before. "I just went!"

"An’ I don’t need to go." Jace agreed with his sister stubbornly. Then both of the twins looked at each other, grinning, and Jan spoke up.

"Do YOU need ta go potty, Miss Kimi?" she asked sweetly, taking the babysitter’s hand and going towards the restroom.

Jace grabbed her other hand, "Come on, we’ll make sure you don’t have to change panties, Miss Kimi." he said, both kids acting exceptionally serious, and eliciting a little chuckle from Shea as she tried to keep the two infants occupied.

Kimi was stunned at the turn around. "Wait, I was asking you two! I don’t need help going, you two are the ones in training," she said tugging at their hands. She saw Shea out of the corner of her eye and tried to speed up, pulling the twins along like it was her idea all along... and also feeling that tingle get a bit more urgent. "I’ll go if you both go," she said as an ultimatum, not trying to concede that she wanted to take them simply because she needed to go.

The two children didn’t let up, picking up speed as well, and with their height, Kimi soon found herself being pulled out of the room half bent over to keep up.

"No no, come on, we gotta get you to the potty quick!" Jan said insistently, looking to Jace.

"Uh huh! You don’t wanna get another ’W’, or worse!" he agrees, moving the employee further down the hall.

The bathroom was in sight, and the kids pulling Kimi towards it insistently, when the young girl suddenly felt the tingle turn into a little trickle, but the children aren’t stopping, the training potty coming into view around the edge of the door.

Kimi whimpered, starting to walk weird as she tried to bring her knees together and stop what she felt might be the start of an accident. She bit her lower lip, giving up her argument and just trying to stumble along behind the twins to the bathroom. She let out a weak "hurry," as she gave up on dignity and tried her best to make it.

Both of the kids laughed, thinking this was great fun, and that their babysitter was being silly. Once in the bathroom, Jan and Jace were able to maneuver around and position Kimi over the little training potty, thinking this was all in good fun, laughing at each other.

"Alright, let’s help you potty, Kimi!" Jan said, laughing, and pulling at the pull-ups, managing to get them down a little before letting out a little ’EEP!’ herself and stepping back.

"Kimi’s peeing!" Jace exclaimed, pointing at the now obvious fact. Jan, ever the responsible one, stepped up again and pushed, sending Kimi plopping onto the pot as opposed to standing and peeing down into her half-removed pull-ups.

"MISS SHEA!" Jace was yelling, already heading out the door.

Defeat was pretty much total. Kimi fell back onto the seat and couldn’t stop the flow, the pattering sound of her relief into the training seat was mixed with the sound of her starting cry. She’d had barely any warning and it’d just started happening on its own. What was happening to her? It barely registered where she was sitting.

By the time Kimi looked up again, it was to see Shea standing over her, holding out a hand and smiling that same, warm, loving smile once more. "C’mon, dear, let’s wipe you up." she said, taking Kimis’ hand and pulling her to her feet, reaching for a baby wipe from the nearby dispenser, taking to Kimi’s bottom without any other warning.

"See?" she was saying, cleaning the girl up, "You got most of it in the potty. These trainers are just a little damp, so they’ll be fine to remind you to pay more attention through the day." Her voice didn’t sound in the least upset or annoyed or anything, just helpful and reassuring.

"You’re just lucky Jace and Jan were paying attention to you."

Kimi looks at the twin with a dubious glance, but manages a nod. She yelps a little at the feeling of the cold wipe. She can’t seem to stop blushing throughout the whole process.

"It.. was an accident," she says, the only miniscule defense she can come up with. She is comforted that Shea didn’t seem angry.

Shea then eases the pull-ups back up the girl’s legs. "I know, dear, I know, and it was only a little one. Don’t worry, everyone has a few false starts." she comments, patting the seat of the trainers once they’re in place. Then she turns to the little girl next to her.

"Jan, can you please go put a ’W’ on Kimi’s chart? Just a small one, because it was a little accident, okay?"

Drying her tears, Kimi just nodded and followed the twins and Shea out of the bathroom. Push and move past it had been her mantra over the last few days. She had a little misstep; she’d try again later... or just conduct all business while sitting on the potty so no accidents would be possible at all.

The female of the pair of twins ran off ahead to the nursery, glad to be ’helping’, while Jace and Shea took Kimi back to the play room.

"Okay, kids, you all be nice and relax while I get lunch started, alright?"

"Do you need any help?" Kimi asked, worried that she was being lumped in with the kids. She was sitting in the playroom on her knees, not sinking too low purposefully trying not to feel the wetness of her pull-up.

Shea laughed gently and patted the girl on the head, not really giving an answer. "Relax, really. I’ll call you all when it’s time to eat."

Looking up at the clock, it looked like lunch wasn’t for another couple of hours, though, so Kimi found herself with the proposition of playing with all the babies for a little while longer. It wasn’t so bad, though, as the Twins were again absorbed in their coloring, talking quietly between themselves and the two smaller babies were being entertained by Trevon making stupid faces at them in the playpen.

Overall, things seemed really pleasant and quiet, relaxing...

Easing off her worry, Kimi scooched on her knees over to the twins, leaning down to peek at their coloring. Her skirt rode up a little in the back, showing off her pull-up, but it seemed no one cared, and with things moving along a bit easier, Kimi had practically forgotten what she was wearing as she commented on the crayon art.

Soon, she was drawn into coloring, herself, and before she knew it, Shea was calling for lunch. "Kimi! Grab the little ones and come get lunch!"

A few little trips later, all of the children were seated at their respective places at the tables and high-chairs and Shea was giving out plates of hot dogs and baked beans, setting another one of the childish sectioned plates before Kimi, her hotdogs already cut up into small bites.

Kimi sat down at the table, happy that lunch was being provided since she didn’t have a chance to make her usual sack lunch while her home was off limits. Seeing her pre-cut portion her smile faltered a little bit, but she tried not to let it show. "Thanks," she said to Shea, sitting with the kids.

"You’re more than welcome, dear," Shea smiled, and nodded at the three in the high chairs, "Just help me feed them first, hmm?"

As each of the little ones were fed, Shea would take them each to the play room, letting them wear themselves out before their nap. That left the Twins and Kimi, and of course, since the pair weren’t helping to feed anyone, they also finished before Kimi and Shea, getting up and using the bathroom in turn before hugging Kimi and heading back to play.

"You do seem to have reached them on their level," Shea commented, sipping a cup of coffee while she watched Kimi eat.

Kimi wasn’t sure that was a compliment or an affirmation of demotion. "...Thanks?" she said eating the last bits of her meal. "They seem a lot calmer at least since I first met them a few days ago," she said.

The owner nodded a couple of times, then stood up to rinse her mug out, "They get excited around new people. I had a talk with them and told them to take it easy on you, or they’d end up without anyone to play with again." She said, a bit of a tease in her voice.

"When you’re done, do you mind rounding up the little ones? I’m going to go get the twins down." And without waiting for an answer, she stepped out into the hall, calling for Jace and Jan gently, leaving Kimi alone.

Kimi nodded, taking her plate up and washing her hands before going off to find Trevon and the youngest of the kids, gathering them to the nursery for a nap. She couldn’t help a yawn herself after the last few day’s regularities of naps.

It took a little more time than she thought, since Trevon was nowhere to be found as she gathered the littlest two tykes, but eventually she located the two-year-old. When she spotted him on the far side of the couch, his back was turned. As Kimi approached, the young boy started to squat a little in an all too familiar display, and it hit Kimi that she hadn’t done... that since the morning before. Her body went about this reminder by suddenly causing a distressing cramp in her abdomen as the young boy in front of her proceeded to fill his pants.

Wincing, Kimi let out a garbled groan, putting a hand to her stomach. It didn’t feel as immediate as the tingle earlier, so she tried to finish what she’d started, getting Trevon by the shoulder when it looked like he’d finished and trying to walk him back toward the nap room. She walked a little awkwardly, standing up straight and ’clenching’, hoping Ms. Shea would return soon so she could run off to the bathroom and not leave the toddlers unsupervised.

The urge grew as she started to change the boy, and she could swear that Jace and Jan were staring at her, though every time she even half glanced their way, they were laying with their eyes closed on their cots. The littlest ones were still awake and rolling around in their cribs, but didn’t really care much beyond that. It’s really becoming quite unbearable, perhaps driven by the smell of Trevon’s own diaper, and somehow the wet spot on her trainers feels cold and obvious against her skin.

Kimi shuffles a little in place, trying to get Trevon changed as efficiently as possible. The feeling was coming on too fast, it was almost unnatural. She kept clenching and was just about finished taping up Trevon’s diaper when suddenly it happened. Leaning slightly over as she was to change Trevon, the seat of her pull-up began to bulge out a little bit as her body gave in to the urge to relieve the pressure and push. She was frozen in place, unable to move as she tried desperately to control her lower half, but found herself unable. It wasn’t a conscious act she was making, just a slight urge and it was already over. She lifted up Trevon, moving rather stiffly now, and placed him into his crib.

Once the child was deposited, Kimi took a moment to feel out what she’d ’deposited’ in the seat of her training pants. A cursory ’check’ of them revealed that the mess... wasn’t all that much. It certainly wasn’t as bad as the pressure in her bowels had made it seem at the time. The smell was rather obvious, however.

"Hmm... Remind me to clean out the diaper pails tonight," came Shea’s voice from the doorway, quietly, so as to not wake up any of the children who were trying to fall asleep.

Kimi let out an audible ‘eep’ and spun on her heel to see Shea. "Oh.. um... yes ma’am," she said, not wanting to draw attention to what she’d just done. She straightened up the changing table, tossing Trevon’s diaper in the pale before trying to get to her cubby.

A sudden hand on Kimi’s shoulder gave her a little shudder as she tried to act all nonchalant, and Shea’s voice was closer now, easier to be heard in the quiet room without being loud. It had a hint of loving kindness in it, but also concern. "And that means nap time for you, too, honey. Let’s just see what we have to put on the chart, shall we?" she asked, and Kimi could feel the back of her skirt being raised, "See if we added any more wettums to that earlier little incident."

Kimi knew this would be bad. She gently tried to shrug Shea’s hand off her shoulder. "No.. I think I’m all right," she said blushing, trying her best to remain calm and as level as Shea was being. She tried to force a smile, really only making herself look all the more guilty as she tried to escape the nursery.

Gentle though it was, Shea’s grip was also quite unrelenting, and as Kimi tried to pull away, she only succeeded in bumping into the woman, finding a hand quite firmly pressed against her bottom. A long moment followed where things were absolutely still, as if frozen in time, and then the hand began to move, kneading at the back of the training panty as if unbelieving what it felt there.

"Oh, my..." came Shea’s voice at that, "I see we’ve had another little accident, hmm Kimi?" she asked, and there was a hint of sadness in that voice, perhaps regret, "I’m sorry, dear, but I’m afraid we’re going to have to do something about this...." Shea’s grip didn’t harden, but the hand did pull away from the girl’s messy bottom and with one arm around Kimi’s shoulders, Shea turns her towards the door at the back of the nursery. Out of the corner of her eye, Kimi could see Jace and Jan lying in their cots, grinning at her.

Kimi shook her head, not wanting this. It had been an accident, she couldn’t help it. She looked at Jace and Jan as she passed them, having a bad feeling, like they were more then they let on, but she couldn’t say anything, she just whimpered and tried to slow Shea’s march and not end up in the room she’d been in the night before.

"I can take care of this... I’m okay," she said quietly, not trying to disturb the room. "It was just an accident."

Just before the door to the ’spare room’, Shea stopped and shook her head. "No, dear, I don’t think you can..." She said, smiling gently, "You didn’t even know it had happened, remember? I doubt you’d think you were ’fine’ if you had."

Then her expression changes a little, and she frowns, "But, this means that we’re going to have to put this on your chart."

With that, Shea took up the little dry erase marker hanging from the little cotton string from the corner of the chart and popped off the cap. Both the Twins and Trevon were watching now as Shea moved the marker over the laminated surface, each line of the letter like a sword stabbing right into the center of Kimi’s self-confidence, until there’s nothing left but a rather prominent ’M’ on the chart.

With a ’snap’, the marker was returned to its cap, and Shea sighed as she turned back towards Kimi. "Come on, honey, let’s get you cleaned up and into something a little more appropriate for your record today."

Kimi’s legs gave out under her, and she had to grab onto Shea for support as she nearly fell. Had she really come to his? She tried to shake her head and keep from crying. "No, it was just an accident, please, I couldn’t help it," she whispered, trying to form some type of defense around the ruins of her confidence.

Supporting the girl as best she could, Shea helped her through the door to the cool, dimly lit spare room, trying to comfort the girl as they went. The door clicked shut audibly behind them, and Kimi found herself standing next to the larger changing table.

"I know it was an accident, honey, I know. There, there... shhh.." She cooed, trying to help the girl to lay down on the padded top of the furniture. "We’ll just make sure you don’t need to worry too much about it anymore. You do remember our rules, right? Three accidents and we go back to diapers for a bit until we can try again, right?" The tone was comforting and gentle, but the message was anything but, especially when spoken to a girl of Kimi’s age.

"That’s a rule for toddlers," Kimi pleaded. "I’m an employee, I’m way too old to be in diapers," she said, trying to emphasize the ridiculousness of it.

She didn’t fight as she was laid back on the table though, only sniffling back a few tears and dreading what was to come. Aside from what she’d be wearing, she feared it’d be the end of her employment. A daycare worker was supposed to change diapers... not fill them.

"I know you’re not a toddler, honey, really I do." Shea reassured her, one hand pushing the girl’s skirt completely out of the way, the other rubbing her stomach gently, like she would with any upset child, "I want you to know that this is for your own good, though."

Still keeping a firm but comforting hand on Kimi’s midsection, Shea crouched a bit and the sounds of light rustling is heard, and when she stands up again, there’s a package of baby wipes and powder in her hand. She sets these next to Kimi’s face, in easy view, then returns to below the table, returning this time with something thick and white, with pink highlights. She smiles down at the girl and lets the diaper unfold before her.

"See? It’s not all bad. Look at all the cute little patterns on these diapers? Aren’t they adorable? You’ll look so sweet in these." She cooed, letting Kimi get a good long look at the garment she’d soon be wearing, a disposable diaper with pink trim at the legs and little butterfly prints along the covering.

The change itself is a fairly painless affair, though Shea does seem to draw it out. She doesn’t bother with pulling the trainers down the girl’s legs, merely ripping at the sides and letting it lay open on the table.

"Oh, this isn’t so bad of a messy, just a little poopsies," She smiles at the girl, using a thumb to wipe at the tears, "Really, it isn’t so bad. You’ll feel better when you’re clean," she coos.

Carefully, she took the girl’s legs by the knees and pushed them back, using a wipe to make sure Kimi’s bottom is as clean as if she’d just taken a shower. Then she pulled the trainer away, folding it over itself to hide the mess and pushing it to the end of the table, replacing it with the unfolded diaper. A quick powdering later, and Kimi’s butt is lowered onto the rather soft cushioning of the diaper, Shea letting her feet stay together, but gently spreading the girl’s thighs apart to bring the diaper up through them.

"See? Cleaner is happier."

Kimi used her elbows to push herself up a little and see what her lower half looked like. Seeing the diaper with its juvenile print, she sniffled back the last of her tears. "I look like a baby," she whimpered to Shea.

She tried to swing her legs off the changing table. "What... what rules apply now?" she asked, "Am I still allowed to work here?"

Before the girl’s feet hit the floor, she found herself straddling Shea’s hip, and then the older woman easing them both into the large wooden rocking chair, Shea pulling Kimi up into her lap.

"Well, dear, I would very much like for you to keep working here, but I’m afraid that... things have gotten far enough that you need to understand how it all works."

Gently, she begins to rock, stroking the girl’s hair, holding her close and warm, "You can’t leave, I’m afraid. Or rather, it would be in your best interest not to leave." she says, quietly, as if trying to soften the blow.

Kimi’s eyes shot to Shea and her face seemed to increase in worry. She shifted a little on Shea’s lap, blushing at the crinkle. "What do you mean?" she asked hesitantly.

Placing a hand on the back of the girl’s head, Shea pulled Kimi’s head down to her shoulder, continuing to pat her reassuringly. "They aren’t bad children, really, they just like having someone to play with." she says, confusingly to Kimi, "I asked them not to push you too hard, but I fear they don’t quite know their own strength sometimes."

She rocks for a while longer, "We can’t leave. Or rather, I don’t know what will happen if I leave the house. You’d likely end up like Trevon did, half way down the walk, then ’poof’ an infant with someone coming to pick you up to go home. He was a nice boy, but the Twins didn’t like him anymore after that, so I’ve been trying to be as nice to him as I could the last couple of years."

Kimi’s mouth dropped open, and she even peed a little in her new diaper. "It’s... been them all along?" she asked as her eyes went wide. "I... I..." she looked at Shea to see if this was truth or just some cruel ploy to make her feel better about the recent accidents.

Part of her knew she wouldn’t just randomly have accidents like that on her own and whimpered as she held on to Shea. "What’s going to happen now then? Will they be upset that you told me?"

Shea’s face didn’t even hint that this was even a little bit of a joke, she just shook her head, smiling. "No, they’ll be fine, so long as you’re nice to them most of the time. They just want someone to play with, on their level, but they ... go too far."

With a bit of a gentle pat to the girl’s bottom, and not mentioning the fact that she felt the diaper being a little wet, she continued, "Jan, I think, is the one who wants this, a baby doll or baby sister. Don’t worry about that, though, I don’t mind changing you, but I do expect you to still help with looking after the children."

She kept holding Kimi, rocking her in the cool quiet room, stroking her back as she did so, "I have to say, it could have been worse. You really are a cutie pie, and it would make me happy to have you here, like you are. Just please don’t try and leave. I’d have to hire someone else to replace you..."

Kimi gulped loudly, looking at Shea. She wondered if getting paid was still out of the question. She considered her options and thought for a moment. "I... can’t promise anything," she said, "But.. I’ll see this through a bit longer," she said, not able to fully swallow the whole situation and just commit right then and there.

She had a million questions now. How long had things been like this? If Trevon had been here for years, how old were the twins really? If she was supposed to play on their level, did that include ignoring the fact that the twins were the ones in power apparently?

She settled for looking at Shea and asking the more pressing question. "Do.. do you think I’ll ever get out of diapers around them?"

Shea leaned over and planted a little kiss on the girl’s forehead, "I couldn’t tell you, really. When they’re not around, I don’t mind if you try trainers, like nights and weekends, but if you don’t show any improvement, then I’m afraid diapers it’ll have to be."

A little bit of rocking later, letting that sink in, Shea looked towards the crib, "Do you want to take a nap, honey? I know this is a lot to try and consider, but please trust me, I’d love nothing more than to have you here. I get so lonely, and I don’t have any children of my own..."

Kimi didn’t answer at first, her mind already running a hundred miles a minute trying to process everything. She just absently reached toward the crib she’d been in the night before. A nap would do her some good, she needed to sleep and consider everything... maybe even wake up from whatever alternate realty she’d landed in.

With the care of a mother with a tiny child, Shea lowered the girl into the crib, pulling the blankets up over her. She kissed Kimi again, patting her diaper through the quilt and smiling down at her.

"We’ll take care of that when you wake up. Trust me, things will look better if you just relax and let things happen." She then eased the crib railing up into place with a very quiet click. Then she reached into the crib and brushed a bit of hair out of the girl’s face.

"We don’t have much choice anyway, and I’d rather have a happy girl than another screaming toddler."

****

A few hours later, Kimi awoke from her nap. By the way the sun shone in from the small windows near the top of the half-basement room, it was later in the day than she’d intended to sleep, but given the shock of earlier, Shea was likely not in a rush to wake the poor girl. There was a pungent odor in the room, causing the ’employee’ to wrinkle her nose and start to sit up, intent on at least helping change one of the littler kids if they’d done any harm in their pants, despite the bombshell of her current state.

Rolling onto her back and moving to a sitting position, however, made the girl realize a few things. One, she had no idea how to get the rails of this large crib down without help, and two that she did need help, but not just with the crib bars. Easing her bottom from side to side it was obvious that not even sleep would give her a respite from the power of the two strange children.

"She awake?" came a little voice from the door, and Kimi’s head jerked around to see the twins peeking in at her with smiles on their faces.

"Uh huh!" came Jan’s reply to Jace’s question, and they moved in quickly, scrunching up their noses at the mess Kimi had made.

"Good. I wanna play ball with her!" Jace said, getting a warning look from Jan.

"No way, she’s our little SISTER an’ I wanna play dressup."

"Ball is way more fun, even for girls!"

"Nuh uh!"

And as the two kids started to argue about this, Kimi felt the front of her diaper start to warm mixed in with a familiar tickle in her crotch. Sitting down heavily on her mess, she began to weep as the situation she was in really struck home. This brought an end to the bickering, and Jace frowned heavily.

"I’ll go get miss Shea to change her diapees." He said, hurrying out of the room.

Jan simply walked up to the side of the crib, sticking a hand through with a pacifier hooked in her fingers. "It’s okay, baby sis, we’ll have lots of fun together!"

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