Once there, Lucy sat on a bench to watch while the little girls scattered across the vast playground. She soon heard crying, followed by the firm, yet soft voice of a mother, "Monica....How could this happen again? You're a big girl....7 years old. I'm sorry, but I don't treat my children differently. You have the same punishment I give your little sister when she does this." Lucy looked over and saw a young girl crying and trying to hide her obviously wet skirt. Lucy imagined that the girl must have begun having a wetting accident and panicked, trying the stop it and pressing her skirt onto her panties, accounting for the soaking wet garmet. Lucy watched on as her mother gave the girl a hug, "It's ok sweetie. I know you couldn't help it. But I told both of you that if you wet your big girl underware, you have to go back to diapers until you learn. Amy wet herself last week and had that punishment, so I can't treat you differently or Amy will think I'm not being fair. I now you're older, but an accident is an accident. You just have to stay dry for a week and the diapers come off ok? That's the punishment as you know. Just call me when you have to potty and I'll take the diaper off so you can use the toilet like a big girl. If you wet the diapers, it adds one more day to the punishment. If you poop them, it's another week, but I highly doubt you will have to worry about that. I love you sweetie, but I know it works since I used it on Amy. Ok honey? Do you understand?" The girl nodded and the mother hugged her tighter, "that's mommy's good girl, now lets go to the car and get a diaper on you and change your wet skirt so you can keep playing. It's ok honey, I have your longer skirt in the car so no one will know you are wearing diapers." Lucy watched in amazment. "I didn't know punishments like that existed for older kids. I wonder....no, I'm much too old. But mom did put Jessica back in diapers like that when she began to wet again at 4. I suppose it couldn't hurt. But it's so embarassing!....but then again...." Lucy was going back and forth in her mind when she felt the skirt of her dress being tugged at. "Sis! Sis! I hafta go! Where's the potty?!" Lucy hurried her sister to the toilet area and let her do her business. She felt a need to pee as well but she figured she'd hold it for now.
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