"Sparky, could you not do that? I really don't need a cheerleader right now." Betty's legs were crossed in front of her while she remained sitting on a chair. They were training her to use her diaper, but it was hard going.
"Captain, you've crossed your legs again," X-5 pointed out.
The red-head looked down and realized he was right. "Sorry." She uncrossed her legs. "I've just never done anything like this before. Usually I try to avoid wetting my pants."
"Do you want some more water?" Sparky suggested.
"No thanks. I think I've had all the water I can stomach." Her bladder was aching enough as it was.
"But you still have yet to urinate into your diaper," X-5 pointed out.
Betty let out a frustrated sigh. "I know, but this isn't as easy as I thought it was going to be. I've been toilet-trained for years, it's not like I can just forget how to use the bathroom."
"Perhaps. However there must eventually become a point were your body is no longer capable of holding in all your urine."
"Yeah, sure." Betty crossed her legs again without thinking about it. Truth is she really didn't want to wet her diaper, even if it was important to her training.
"Maybe we should try something else," Sparky said aloud. He leaned over to X-5 and whispered into his ear. The robot nodded and scooted off. He was gone barely a minute before he returned carrying something in his hands.
"Is that a baby bottle?" Betty asked.
"Yup." Sparky grabbed the bottle from X-5. "Nice and warm too."
"The bottle has been warmed to exactly 37 degrees centigrade, or the internal temperature of a human."
"Look, I don't know about this. Besides, didn't you say we were going to start with diaper wetting?"
"Don't worry, Chief. Uncle Sarky's got everything under control!" Sparky sat himself down on a couch and patted the spot next to him.
Still unsure about the whole ordeal Betty got up and walked across the room. It was slow going as she still kept her legs crossed out of habit. When she finally sat down next to Sparky she reached out for the bottle. Sparky however had other ideas.
"Nuh-uh! You're a baby now remember! And babies don't feed themselves."
"Then how?" Sparky patted his lap in response. Tired of arguing, Betty positioned herself so that her head was on Sparky's lap. Before she could do anything else she found the nipple shoved into her mouth.
As Betty murmured her displeasure through the nipple, Sparky simply told her to suck. It took her a while to get used to the mechanics of suckling, but it wasn't long before Betty could taste warm milk coming out of the bottle.
For the first time since she had accepted her new assignment, Betty started to relax. That's all it took for her bladder to release. Betty was immediately aware of of the warmth that was spreading from her crotch. The girl spat out the rubber nipple and sat up. At least she tried to sit up. Sparky put a hand on her chest and told her to stay still.
Betty did just that. By this point she was too engrossed by what was happening in her diaper to move at all. She tried to stop wetting herself but she just couldn't, no matter how hard she tried. The warmth continued down to her bottom and upwards soaking the front of her diaper. When she was finished Betty finally stood up to inspect what she had just done.
The diaper seemed much heavier on her now and felt squishy when she touched it. Sparky put a hand on her shoulder and congratulated her.
"This is only the first step in your training," X-5 reminded her. "You still have a long way to go before you will be able to impersonate an infant crime lord."
Betty's face contorted into a frown. She was regretting taking this assignment more and more every minute. Without thinking she sat down onto her wet diaper and felt the squishy material cushion her bum.
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