Katie Plays With the Other Kids
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Scared, Embarrassed | Apparel and Items: Diapered |
| Day, Time | Saturday, Morning | |
| Need to Bathroom | Relieved, but growing | |
| Level of Humiliation | Diapered and playing like a toddler | |
Even with her diaper covering her large butt and crotch, the fact remained that it was even more embarrassing then being naked! Being being naked was nothing compared to being treated by a child! Jill had left Katie with the kids over in the corner with all the toys, large picture-filled books, colorful tiles, and a little kid village. The kids were still staring at her, mainly because she was the first person besides themselves that they had seen naked. Luckily they were at an age that they wouldn't understand the sexual purpose of the parts of she had seen. The adults on the other hand were supposed to be paying attention to her aunt, but many of them were watching her out of the corner of their eyes.
The play corner of the daycare was rather out of sight of the adults, so Katie decided to hide there from the peeking grown up eyes. Katie didn't want to be seen in her half-naked state, so she got behind the little village building. She sat there for a little while, just trying to stay hidden so that those parents couldn't see her. She hoped that they would just forget about her. After a while Katie herself got a little bored, and since the children didn't care about her anyway she decided to explore the small but hidden area. She crouched from the village building to a play mat where a boy was playing with cars. It was one of those play mats everyone used to have when they were young. She still recognised the Cinema building and the school.
"When i was a child i had the same mat at home" Katie said to the playing boy. He was probably three or four years old.
"Are you not a child?" the boy asked wondering.
"No i'm 16" Katie answered. "I'm almost grown up".
"Why are you wearing nappies then? I don't need them anymore."
Katie realised she was getting carried off. She was conversating with a four year old instead of focusing on hiding. She kept her hands still infront of her breasts.
"Do you know any good hiding spots?" she asked the little kid. "For hide and seek and stuff like that?".
"I always hide in the village house" the boy answered.
"Great! Can you show me?"
"Only if you race me first. Nobody ever wants to race me."
She looked down at the car the kid passed her. Racing him with it would mean she would have to let go of her breasts.
