Monday, September 16, 2013

The endorsement

                                    The Endorsement

Ashlie farmer had been one of the darlings of the international tennis scene for a couple of years now. She was cute and had that young look that made her a fantasy for all the fans out there. As with several other young stars in recent years, she seemed to be more successful with her public relations than with her career. Though she had some surprise wins over a few major players, she just did not seem to be able to actually win a major tournament. After a couple loses,  Ashlie realized she could be making up the money she was losing by getting a couple sponsors. Or at least a well paying sponsor. many of the players on the pro tour, recognized that the long term money was going to be in endorsements. They all had deals and Ashlie felt it was her turn to cash in. She began to hound her agent with calls and emails about ideas she had on who she wanted to be sponsored by. 
"The sponsoring company would have you wear their logo or the company name on the player's hat, shirt, skirt, pants, shoes, bag, or whatever else they could get a name printed on. Some clothing companies wanted you to wear their clothes even when not playing. Product companies wanted you to use their products and be in commercials."

Ashlie's agent said as he met with her. Ashlie wanted an exclusive sponsorship deal where she would be the face of the product. She believed she could get the tournament wins, but recognized that she needed to strike while her name was in the public eye or it could all go away in an instant. She then threatened the agent that if he did not come up with a deal fast, that she would be happy to find another agent who is able to.

Her agent was starting to get fed up with Ashlie and was getting sick and tired of her demands. But he knew she was right and they needed to get a deal now. The sticking point was that ashlie did not want to do a bunch of small deals where she was one of many spokes-people. She wanted something that people would see her and remember the product while they would also remember her when seeing the product. Typically, the exclusive deals were reserved for the top 5-10 players on the tour. The rest had to take what they could get. Her agent knew there were many companies that the tour players often refused to endorse. Maybe with the right deal, he could get an exclusive through one of them.

After several weeks of negotiation, her agent scheduled a meeting with Ashlie and her legal team. He had found a deal. However, it was going to take all his skills to convince Ashlie to get on board. The legal team had reviewed the contract. But her agent was counting on the legal teams inexperience in big endorsement deals to help avoid some of the common complaints.

"Ashlie, I and my team know that you want to be the sole person endorsing a company. With that in mind we focused on companies that have no representatives on the tour. We requested proposals from several companies that have previously tried to get sponsors on the tour and several other companies. We have come up with a really unique proposal that I think you are going to love." Ashlie's agent said before going on. "Let me give you some of the specifics. This company is willing to sign a lock-in, guaranteeing that you will be their exclusive endorsed player on the tour for the next 5 years. If successful, they want an option to continue the deal at an increased rate for an additional 5 years. The deal starts with a $2 million dollar first year fee"

Ashlie's eyes lit up and she was clearly surprised. This was beyond anything they had ever previously discussed.

Her agent saw the shock in Ashlies face and kept on talking to lure her further into doing the deal. "As you know, this is the type of deal typically reserved for the top couple of players. In addition, there are incentives that can increase the endorsement fees once you accomplish certain milestones including commercials. You will be a household name across the entire US and by the end of the endorsement deal your personal name and face recognition will be off the charts. You won't be able to go anywhere without people knowing who you are. This is the essence of building a long term endorsement identity. If we handle this correctly, you should be able to grow your personal endorsements easily."

Ashlie was excited. "I can't believe it! 2 million dollars to start off with! So who is the client? And Let's get the deal signed before they change their minds!"

Her agent smiled and continued, "The legal team has reviewed the deal and made minor changes. Basically, both sides have agreed, we just need your approval and signature."

"Who is the client?" Ashlie stared at Josh intently.

"The contract is with Nestle Foods an international food giant. They want to start you out endorsing their Gerber family of products. Gerber is a household name focused on products for children and their families."

All ashlie heard was Nestle. "The chocolate company? They're huge. Let's get it done."

With her agreement, the legal team produced the contracts and Silva called the Gerber team to let them know that Ashlie had agreed to the deal. The legal team walked her through the legal requirements and expectations in the contract. They highlighted that the Gerber name would be on almost everything she was seen in while on tour. This was an exclusive deal and they wanted their money's worth. Ashlie saw no problem with that. The company expected input or decision making authority regarding the design of clothing for tournaments, but Gerber would pay for and provide the outfits. Again, ashlie thought, a typical requirement. They had a morals clause that could cause her to lose the deal. In addition, there were penalties for non-performance. She would be highlighted in commercials and the company had exclusive say so on all aspects of commercials. Ashlie quickly signed the contracts.

A few days later, Ashlie and Joshua Silva appeared at a press conference immediately prior to the USOPEN. Ashlie was wearing a baseball cap emblazoned with the Gerber name and a workout coat and pants with the Gerber Life (their life insurance arm) logo tastefully done on both. Gerber had had so much trouble getting a serious player to endorse their products in the past that they had very few clothing items with their logo in Ashlie's size.

As soon as Ashlie entered the locker room, other players teased her. They suggested that Ashlie was the perfect Gerber representative since she probably still wore kid’s clothes. Ashlie took the kidding in stride and ignored them. They might be giving her the business, but ashlie was the one with the $2 Million deal. When she came in from practice, there was a baby bottle and baby food in front of her locker space along with a sign that said, "Lunch was delivered from your new sponsor".

Very funny she thought. She placed the items in her locker as a badge. She wanted them to know that she was able to take a joke. She also wanted them to know that she was happy to have product from her $2 million sponsor in her locker. When a few of the other girls entered the locker room and snickered she told them she had put her lunch in her locker for later.

Ashlie had her best performance in a while by getting into the final 8 players. Though she lost the quarterfinal, the effort was one of her best and seemed to suggest she was on her mark.

Gerber was delighted with her performance and the marketing team began building a marketing plan around ashlie and professional Tennis. Gerber decided on an evolving plan. This would allow them to start simple and build a plan that all parties could be comfortable with. Quickly, ashlie had the Gerber logo on almost every piece of clothing she wore. Her equipment bags, hats, towels, and clothing all proclaimed the Gerber name.

Since most of the other players had multiple endorsement deals, they usually had multiple names on different pieces of equipment and clothing. Ashlie had an exclusive that guaranteed her primary sponsor all of the normal advertising. Some of the other players asked if she had Gerber's logo on her underwear. They joked that she could have Gerber printed on the butt of her tennis panties or wear some Gerber diaper covers under her tennis dress. Again, Ashlie thought they were all jealous. But the chiding did begin to bother her. Joshua simply reminded her of the financial benefits of playing the endorsement game.

With the new inflow of money from her sponsorship, Ashlie's behavior began to change. She was out partying a little more often. She went out to restaurants and hot clubs. The casual observer might question whether she was focused on her career or on the party tour which followed the international Tennis tour.

In the meantime, Gerber cut commercials for ashlie endorsing their Life insurance program for children and young adults. She cut ads for the general Gerber Baby program. She was photographed for print ads.

In the meantime, she continued to play tennis. Her performance continued to be middle of the road.

However, after about eight months, it was clear to everyone that Ashlie was not playing with the effort and capability that everyone knew she had. Joshua Silva and Ashlie's attorney's pointed out that performance was not a requirement of the deal. As long as ashlie was on the tour and maintained a ranking which got her into the major tournaments, she was living up to the deal. Gerber explained that they expected ashlie to penetrate the tournaments further. They said with the additional money and lack of financial concerns, her performance should be set a little higher.

Gerber executives reviewed the deal. They had never gotten into these kinds of deals. They did not have enough experience. They had valued the deal based on their company logo being seen on TV in major tournaments and other appearances. If ashlie did not reach that far, they felt they needed to get their endorsed player into news articles and on TV. The team spent days evaluating ways to up their return on investment.

The day before the next tournament, a Gerber representative delivered a package to Ashlie's room at the hotel. A note dictated that they had decided to make a few alterations to their logo placement and included in the package was the new outfit. In addition, they had delivered a replacement equipment bag along with new towels used to wipe sweat off during the tournament and for in the locker room.

The new towels were printed with several of the patterns currently in use in the Gerber Children’s Wear line of products. They were actually made of the same material and style as the Gerber burp cloths. Ashlie, never having had a child or being around them, did not realize what they were. She simply thought they were towels with some dumb Gerber pattern. The new bag was a larger version of one of Gerber's diaper bags. Ashlie of course did not know that since she was seldom around kids. The tennis dress was similar to the ones she liked. However, it had a small inlaid version of the Gerber pattern that matched the bag and the towels. However, the major change was a pair of bloomers which were covered in a Gerber pattern and had the Gerber name emblazoned in large letters across her buttocks. On every serve, her butt would scream Gerber at the television.

It turned out that there were multiple versions of the outfits and towels in different base color patterns including three variations of pink, a couple of greens, and a flowers on white. This ensured that ashlie had plenty of outfits to play in and that there would be variety in the way she looked.

Ashlie was initially taken aback by the changes and called her agent. Joshua Silva had already been notified by Gerber of the changes. He discussed the requirements with her. Ashlie was distressed, but again, the $2 million made her one of the higher paid players on tour even without winning. So she decided to try and see how things worked out.

The uniform panties were not the same as the ones she usually wore. They were a little thicker and seemed fuller. Although they would hug at the legs and waist, they felt like they ballooned out a little bit. She planned to wear them over a regular pair of her panties and decided it was no big deal. Of course, the minute the other players saw them, they reminded her that it was their idea. They all made fun of her and asked why she was suddenly in need of training pants. They asked if she had seen a doctor yet.

Ashlie stormed off and called her agent. Josh agreed to meet her before her first match. He was taken aback by the fullness of the panties, but tried not to let it show. He told her it was just clothes and these other players were just jealous of her deal. They were going to try to find some way to make her upset because they didn't think Ashlie deserved all that money.

After Ashlie calmed down, she was called for her first set. There were some cat calls from the audience. But the audience at the first and second round matches was usually not as big for the middle tier players. However, the TV producers immediately recognized the unusual nature of her outfit and that led to ashlie being one of the key players on the highlight reels on almost every national sport broadcast regarding the tournament.

The Gerber executives were beside themselves with the success of the uniform change. Throughout Ashlie's playing, she was constantly discussed and replayed on the highlight reels. Of course, ashlie did not know this was happening. She was interviewed and told the reporters she was proud to endorse Gerber and that she and Gerber had worked together to develop some new ways to get their name out there.

She may not have been happy, but ashlie knew she had to pander to Gerber for the news people. The number of interviews she gave increased significantly. She was one of the players that was asked how things were going and after she lost, they went back to her for other commentary and to further discuss her new endorsement outfit.

Mothers across the country immediately recognized that one of the players, ashlie something, was carrying the same diaper bag they used and was using the same burp clothes they used for their babies. They saw the name and Ashlie began to be a person the mother's discussed while the kids were playing.

Gerber focus groups had noticeable upticks in Ashlie's name recognition and knowledge of the relationship between ashlie and Gerber. Groups confirmed that people immediately realized ashlie was using the same products they were. In fact, sales of burp clothes and diaper bags increased noticeably. An unforeseen thing was that mothers were asking where they could by the same training pants or diaper covers which Ashlie was wearing. Gerber immediately commissioned a line of waterproof all-in-one trainer pants and diaper covers styled after the pants Ashlie was wearing. They called them the Ashlie line. The plastic pants just went over a diaper. The all-in-ones were for training a child. They were a pull on diaper, with easy tear away sides. They were double padded on the inside to protect from accidents. It was a product line which had lagged until the new ashlie line was introduced.

However, someone in legal questioned whether Ashlie needed to be wearing the exact same product. After much discussion they decided that since the sales of this line of products was already reacting to Ashlie that they should make a commercial focused on the new line. And that would probably require her to have the same product.

Thus it was that Ashlie received new versions of the training pants that were made with the outer plastic cover and the inner diaper all in one. At the same time, she was featured in a commercial where she stated that "your kids will love these new all-in-ones. I wear them when playing and they are really comfortable."

Ashlie also got some plain white all-in-ones that just had the Gerber name on the bottom. She was not sure why she got the extra ones but she was bothered by the change. These new pants seemed like they might be hot and they were a little bit thicker than the last ones. Josh reminded her of her claim that she wore them to play in and that she thought they were comfortable. He suggested that she try them out and if there was a problem, he assured her that Gerber would fix it.

Ashlie practiced in a white tennis dress with the newer extra white pairs of the pants. She wore them over another pair of panties and she felt hot and sweaty. After calling Gerber, they suggested Ashlie try without anything underwear"

The pants were built to breath and while they might be warmer than a pair of skimpy panties, they should not be significantly warmer than what she had been wearing recently. The woman from Gerber also suggested that a little baby powder would probably also help.

And so the next day, ashlie applied some baby powder and pulled on a pair of the all-in-ones for practice. She honestly had to admit it was not really any different than what she had been wearing for the last few months. And so, ashlie accepted the change in her playing outfit.

One of the things that attracted Gerber to ashlie was her petite size. She was right about four feet and three inches tall and skinny as a rail. She had small breasts which was a benefit. Gerber did not want a mother figure as their spokes person. It was not until one of the fitters mentioned it that the clothing staff for Gerber found out that though Ashlie had a small chest, most of it was padding. This was one of Ashlie's greatest concerns. Her doctors believed that due to her aggressive work out regime that her body generated more natural testosterone and blocked some of her puberty development. She was still young and nature would eventually take its course.

Because of her small size, the training pants she wore could have actually been purchased at a store. They were specially made because that was in the contract. But the staff did note that the off the shelf toddler size products would probably work for her. It was during one of these discussions that someone suggested that they should look at other products which Shana might be able to wear or that could be modified for her to wear as additional endorsement opportunities. The idea was considered and
As Ashlie became more comfortable with her playing gear and Gerber became more comfortable with the success of the new Ashlie line, they decided it was time to expand her impact to other product areas. Up until this time, ashlie had participated in endorsing many of the secondary products in the Gerber line. But at its heart, Gerber is a food and food product company.

Thus ashlie found herself drinking Gerber Pure Water on the sidelines. She was supplied with several Gerber fruit drink flavors designed to up her electrolytes from the Gerber Juice line.

The fruit drinks came with a special sipper top designed to minimize spills. Initially ashlie would unscrew the tops. But she began squeezing the bottles and drinking through the sipper tops. She would just drop the bottles on the ground with no concern of spills due to the special top. Gerber Marketing grabbed onto this and cranked out a new series of commercials showing ashlie using the juices at tournaments and emphasizing the specially designed tops to prevent spills. Obviously, from the real time pictures it was clear that they were easy to drink from.

Gerber arranged to give out free samples of the fruit drinks at the next tournament. On the first day, when the crowds were typically smaller, they gave away every bottle they had brought for the full week. New supplies were quickly arranged and several semi-trucks were delivered. They thought parents would collect samples for their kids. Unexpectedly, teens and young adults and even some older fans grabbed the drinks and sucked on the bottles like a bunch of kids. By the next tournament, Gerber was selling the fruit drinks in the concession stands and sales were outpacing any expectations Gerber could devise.

The clothing stands were selling Ashlie's line of All-in-ones with Gerber on the bottom and the tournament logo in a tasteful small format on the front left hip. Again, Gerber miscalculated. Gerber executives thought it would be cute if some of the kids wore Ashlie panties at the tournaments. However, young followers of Ashlie started buying the panties and wearing them. Sales outpaced demand and complaints about the available sizes being only on the small size were received. Gerber ordered more and Ashlie fans could be seen wearing the training pants under their dresses or skirts. Larger sizes were only available at the tournament sites, but store sales had soared indicating a new market penetration for smaller people that might not actually need the protection but wanted to mirror the style choices of their favorite tennis star. Large sizes were sold out via the Tournament websites. Gerber clothing executives were clamoring to understand the demand and determine a strategy to fulfill demand.

It seemed that ashlie was the golden girl for Gerber sales. Everything she wore or used caused increased sales.

Other players were not so happy. Ashlie was not winning tournaments. But, she was reaping the financial rewards. There was a lot of jealousy. And with a lot of young players, there was still a high level of childish antics that went on in the locker rooms at times.

Ashlie prepared to go out to play on center court. The match was at the round of sixteen and ashlie was happy to have made it this far. As she exited her dressing room, several of the other players grabbed her. Someone slipped a blindfold across her eyes. Another person snagged her arms and a washrag was shoved into her mouth. Ashlie was laid out on the floor and hands quickly pulled down her Gerber training pants to her ankles. She wore nothing underneath. Ashlie heard voices.

"It's time for the Gerber girl to help them sell more products." The voice was sarcastic and not nice. Other people agreed.

Ashlie felt herself lifted up and down. Suddenly, someone started throwing around baby powder. Many of the girls used it to freshen up in the locker room. But, ashlie knew something was wrong.

A bell rang indicating the start of the next match. That meant Ashlie had only a few minutes to get on the court or forfeit. The players often tempted the deadline to put pressure on the opposing players.

As Ashlie's mind came back to the present, she realized something was being pulled between her legs.

One of the girls said, "I have a lot of practice with this. I used to have to look after lots of my younger relatives before my career took off."

With practiced hands, the girl pulled what felt like a large towel between Ashlie's legs. Her legs did not feel like they would come together. But, the girls were snickering and holding her down as Ashlie felt two slight touch's to each hip.

Then Ashlie heard the second bell and a call for players on the center court. There was a 60 second forfeit call. Ashlie had to get out there or she would forfeit the match.

Suddenly the girls grabbed her and carried her across the room. Ashlie was still trying to scream. She knew there was some trick being played on her, but she needed to get out on the court. Ashlie heard a bag hit the ground. Someone pulled the rag out of her mouth and the blindfold off. As her arms were released, she was pushed forward and heard a bang as a door closed behind her.

Ashlie looked around. Her Gerber bag was in front of her and she was outside. As she took a step, she realized her legs were being held apart. She turned to go back into the locker room as an official approached.

"Ashlie, if you are not on the court in 10 seconds you will forfeit. Let's go." The official grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the court.

Ashlie started to resist but realized she had to go. She understood that the other players had slipped a diaper between her legs to make her look more childish. But she had no choice at this moment. She tried to jog behind the official and had to swing her bottom because of the diaper between her legs.

As she ran on to center court, people cheered.

She felt uncertain. She bent over to open her bag. She could hear people in the stands laughing. She wondered what was happening. She approached the official and asked if she could return to the locker room.

"No. You have delayed this long enough. We are on TV and there are other matches scheduled." The official responded.

"You don't understand. The other players did something. I have to go back, just for a minute."

"Let's start the match." The official responded. "NOW"

Ashlie waddled to her side of the net and popped a couple of practice serves. She was having trouble standing with her legs together and she felt like she was waddling.

Ashlie lost the first three games and then won the next. She felt uncomfortable. But, she knew she had to get the set far enough in that they would allow her a bathroom break. Then she could return to the locker room and fix her diaper situation.

She approached the umpire on a side change and asked if she could have a bathroom break.

"Young lady, you delayed the start of this match and I do not think that is practical at this time."

Her opponent taunted Ashlie loud enough for the crowd to hear. "The Gerber baby has her DIAPERS on, why should we stop the match when she clearly doesn't need a bathroom. She is obviously able to play tennis in her baby outfit." Turning to Ashlie she said in a mocking tone, "I am sure YOU are wearing Gerber brand diapers! So, use your diaper like a big girl and I am sure everyone will buy more diapers."

Ashlie went and pulled one of her towels out of her diaper bag to wipe the sweat off her face and to hide her rage. As she did, several bright white diapers bulged out of the bag like new Kleenex popping out of a box. She knew these were also a gift from her locker room friends.

Someone in the crowd yelled, "Aww, the Gerber baby had to get her towwies from her diaper bag. If she uses her diapers, there are plenty of mothers in the crowd who could change her on center court so we don't delay the match."

Ashlie went back to the court. But the hazing continued. Ashlie started complaining about every call that was questionable. She was mumbling about umpire calls and line calls. Eventually she lost the match. On the last play ashlie slipped and ended up on her stomach with her arms and legs splayed out on center court. Her small skirt had flipped up over her waist. Giving everyone a full view of her diapered behind.

That image appeared the next day on ESPN and every sports show across the country.

"Gerber Baby ready for a nap after loss." "Are Diapers the Gerber Baby's secret weapon?" "Crabby Gerber Baby whines and complains throughout match. Did she miss her nap?" "Gerber Baby upset by loss or does she need to be changed?"

Ashlie had run off the court leaving her bag and equipment behind. She had locked herself in a stall and cried. Eventually she stopped long enough to take off the thick diaper. But she stayed in the stall and cried for a long time.

Ashlie felt belittled. Everyone was calling her a baby; news reporters, competitors and even the fans. What had seemed like a fun scheme to make money was making her the joke

One of the sports magazines had a picture of her bending over reaching into her (Faux Diaper) bag. Along side it ran a picture of a Gerber baby wearing the same diaper, next to the diaper bag with a mother wiping her chin with a matching baby burp cloth. The title said "Tennis Baby."

Gerber executives were so caught up in the frenzy of marketing successes that they grabbed a picture of Ashlie in her diapers and manufactured point of sale displays for Gerber's diapers featuring her and her clearly diapered behind sucking on one of the Gerber juice bottles with the child's sippy cup top. They never even talked to ashlie or her agent.

A Gerber executive suggested that maybe ashlie should be given a new tennis dress that was styled after Gerber's world famous Onesies.

For Halloween, Gerber manufactured millions of baby styled tennis dresses emblazoned with the Gerber name, the famous Gerber all-in-one, an adult size diaper and a Gerber baby bottle in adult size. The outfit was styled to resemble Ashlie's. The mask was Ashlie's face.

Ashlie was losing her confidence and she was losing matches. The next couple of tournaments she was ousted early. Gerber executives worried they were not getting enough advertising time.

Ashlie asked her people to explore getting out of the Gerber deal. She wanted the campaign to be a little lower profile. When asked, the Gerber team leader started laughing so hard he had to sit down. He told Ashlie's agent that this campaign was the only marketing campaign in decades that penetrated new markets which had previously been untouchable my Gerber. Gerber told them they expected ashlie to live up to every term of the agreement and given the success of the campaign, Ashlie would get a lot of money and so would Gerber.

Ashlie's agent suggested that Ashlie might keep losing or she might miss a few events. The Gerber attorney's told them that under the terms of the contract, she had to enter the majors. Also, if her performance lagged, Gerber would consider having her play in an adult size baby clothing including real diapers. If they did not get the advertising from winning matches, their research said they could get it by keeping Ashlie on the sports pages and the Gerber Tennis Baby. Their contract also allowed them to supply clothing for Ashlie to wear off the court. They could have her walking around town in a Onesie and a diaper cover or some other baby style clothing.

Gerber warned that if she tried to embarrass Gerber or to welch on the agreement, that she could refund the millions of dollars they had been paying her as a penalty agreed to in the contract. In addition, she could be sued for lost sales if her behavior caused a drop in Gerber product sales.

The Gerber executive told them that ashlie demanded an exclusive deal and Gerber had given them everything they wanted. And Gerber had bought and paid for all the advertising they could extract from ashlie.

Right after a match, her team told ashlie what Gerber had said. Ashlie ran to her suite and locked herself in her bedroom. She curled up on the bed in her little white cotton dress. She still had her Gerber diaper on. She started to cry. As she rocked herself back and forth, the Gerber Baby fell asleep. And as she slept, her thumb slipped into her mouth and she began sucking

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The flower girl

The Flower Girl

Ashlie farmer stood staring at the empty luggage carousel. She knew a couple friends that had lost their luggage, but it had never happened to her, until now. She looked around and asked a clerk what she should do. She was directed to the lost luggage reporting desk across from the carousels. She pondered all of the business trips where she might have lost her luggage. But no, here she was taking a few days off to be in her friend's wedding and had none of her personal items or her clothes. Thank God her bridesmaid dress was here in town. But, what was she going to wear for the rest of the week. She needed to go shopping. This was not a complication that she or June (the bride) needed in the midst of a wedding. Ashlie was completing the paperwork for her lost luggage report when she hard, “There you are, I've been looking all over for you! What's holding us up Ashlie?” “Oh Leslie! thank god for a friendly face. The airline has lost my luggage!” Ashlie was exasperated. “I'm sorry for the delay. It's nice to see you.” Ashlie approached Leslie, June’s older sister, and stretched up to give her a hug. Leslie bent down and they exchanged a friendly hug. Leslie was taller than Ashlie at almost 5 foot ten inches tall. Ashlie, on the other hand was a little less than 5 feet, and always wore heels to add to her height. But even with heels, Leslie was a good 12 to 14 inches taller. Ashlie had met and bonded with June’s sister Leslie during the wedding planning visit this past summer. Ashlie had spent a 4 day weekend with June, her family and other bridesmaids getting measured and helping to iron out plans for the wedding. Leslie was the maid of honor and her daughter Maddie was the flower girl. Ashlie picked up her purse and the two women began to make their way out to the parking lot. “So, when will the airline get your luggage to you?” Leslie said in a cheerful tone. “They say it usually comes in on the next plane. If not on that plane, the chances of recovery decline pretty fast. I just wish I had brought a carry-on bag. I literally have nothing but the clothes on my back.” replied Ashlie with a small sigh. “I'm sure your stuff will arrive later today or in the morning. Until then, we'll find you something to wear back at the house.” said Leslie as she fished her car keys from her purse. Ashlie flashed a smile “Thanks. I appreciate you putting me up for the weekend. June and your parents are obviously overwhelmed and the last thing they needed was a house guest.” both woman got into the car and buckled in. Leslie fired up the engine and looked to Ashlie in the passenger seat “It's no problem and We have the room. It will be great for everyone this way.” booth girls smiled to each other and Leslie drove away. After a twenty minute drive, they arrived at Leslie and Bill Wilson's house.

Leslie mentioned to Ashlie that she was in for a surprise when they got to the house. Leslie indicated that Bill had redone their old guest room for Maddie and that Maddie's old room was now the guest room. “Bill, Maddie we're back from the airport! Come say hi to Ashlie!” Bill walked out of the kitchen and up to Ashlie “Hi Ashlie, how was your flight?” he said with a handshake. “The flight was OK. The luggage service leaves a lot to be desired.” said Ashlie with sarcasm. “I'll go get your luggage” Bill offered, but Ashlie cut him off “No, that won't be necessary. The airline assures me they will bring my luggage to your door, when they find it." She said as she rolled her eyes. “Ohhhh” said Bill, almost apologetically. He realized he had unknowingly stepped on a sore spot. “Hi, Annie!” a youthful voice arrived. Ashlie knew it was Maddie by the use of her middle name, but she was stunned as she turned and found herself looking up at 'little' Maddie. Maddie had continued to use the name Annie when only June, her friend from school was supposed to use that name. Ashlie bristled at its use but knew Maddie only did it to irritate her. But Maddie was less than 5 feet tall last summer and she now towered over Ashlie. “Wow, what happened to you?” she queried. Leslie answered her question, “Yes, it's a stunner. She has grown over seven inches since last summer! We had to buy her a whole new wardrobe and even had to replace her bed. This is the surprise I mentioned! I knew you would be surprised by the huge difference in her look. Maddie got height and some curves, referring to Maddie's obvious breast development.” Ashlie, trying to shake off the surprise said, “I guess I can't refer to you as little Maddie anymore?” Maddie responded snidely, “No little Annie, I guess you can't!” Ashlie sensed some hostility in Maddie's response. Ashlie had picked on her last summer, but she assumed there were no long term bad feelings. Ashlie wanted to get out of this moment and decided she should figure out a quick exit. “If you could show me to my room? I'd like to freshen up and use the restroom.” Leslie directed Maddie, “Maddie, show Ashlie to her room and show her where the bathroom and towels are."

Maddie grabbed some pink towels and showed Ashlie into her room. Since it was Maddie's old room, it was decorated for a young girl. The room was pink, everywhere. The furniture was youthful. There was a white youth bed with two matching dressers. One of the dressers had a padded top used for changing small children. In addition, in the corner was a matching crib. The crib had clearly been unused for a while. It had a fancy blanket on the back rail and was filled with a variety of stuffed animals. It was clearly a mother's way of turning the crib into a decoration while keeping it in case another child came along. “Mom cleared out a drawer in the dresser and there is room in the closet to hang your clothes.” chimed Maddie as she stood awkwardly close to Ashlie. Ashlie paused for a second as Maddie faced her, standing no more than two inches away. Ashlie had to look upward to Meet Maddie's eyes “I....I don't have my clothes, yet. The airline lost them” Maddie was looking down on Ashlie from her new found height advantage. “Bummer. Well, there's space when they catch up with you. The rest of the stuff is my old clothes.” Maddie beat a hasty retreat leaving Ashlie alone with her thoughts. Ashlie slipped off her jacket and her heels. Looking in the mirror, her coffee stained blouse and skirt were obviously not going to meet her needs for the rest of the week. Some turbulence on the flight resulted in her wearing both her own and her neighbor's cups of coffee. Of course, those stains would not be removed so easily. Sitting on the side of her bed, Ashlie pondered her dilemma. She called down to Leslie and told her she was going to take a shower. Leslie came upstairs and consulted with Ashlie regarding her clothes situation. Leslie indicated she would find some clothes that Ashlie could wear until her own clothes arrived. She gave Ashlie a short robe and told her to go ahead and get in the bath. Ashlie felt that Leslie was mothering her a little, but she needed a little support right now and it felt good. She began filling the tub. She returned to her room, slipped out of her clothes, donned the robe and entered the bathroom for a long soak.

As Ashlie lay in the tub, she shaved what little hair grew on her legs and underarms. As she entered the working world, one of her first treats for herself was to have laser hair removal on her legs and under her arms. With minimal follow-up, she was virtually hairless and required only a few moments to clear up the stragglers. Other than on her head, the only hair that remained was a small patch above her privates. Ashlie had often found that her dates enjoyed finding her totally hairless. In a moment of recklessness, Ashlie soaped up and quickly removed the remaining hair on her lower body. She felt clean and refreshed. Maybe she'd get lucky this weekend and find an unattached man at the wedding. With that thought in mind, she leaned back, closed her eyes and tried to release her concerns regarding her lost clothing problems. After a long soak, Ashlie felt fully refreshed. She exited the tub and dried her hair with a hair dryer and brush from the vanity. She had no makeup. She returned to her room and found Leslie waiting there. “Well, my dear, we have a situation here. My clothes are clearly way too big. Bill's won't fit you either. It may seem crazy but even maddie's clothes are way too big. But I have found some clothes that will fit. You're just going to have to work with me on this?” Skeptically, Ashlie said, “OK..... you're scaring me? But, I don't have a lot of alternatives I guess?” Leslie handed Ashlie some full cut panties that were decorated with little flowers. Clearly, they were children's underwear. She heard Leslie saying, “Look it's all we have that is going to fit. It's underwear, so it won't be seen.” Ashlie turned away, held up her towel and pulled the panties on. She then took the white cotton camisole Leslie proffered. Leslie handed her a pink t-shirt with scalloped collar, sleeves, and bottom. A picture of bell, from beauty and the beast, centered the front of the shirt. Ashlie slipped the shirt on. Leslie smiled and said, “The shirt fits well. It looks like we've identified your size! These pants should fit.” Ashlie slipped the pants on. They were Capri style pants that were tight but not overly. The pants had an elastic waist for comfort and easy fit. She sat on the bed and Leslie helped her with some ankle socks and pink tennis shoes. Ashlie felt uneasy as Leslie helped her with her socks and shoes. “Th...Thanks. I can do it.” Ashlie stated uneasily. Leslie responded. “I know you can. I just thought I could help. Everything seems to fit well. Now that I know your sizes, this will help me in finding other clothes that will fit you. We can only hope your clothes show up first thing in the morning. Till then, you'll have to get bye with what we got."

Ashlie realized that in the camisole and t-shirt, her chest was non-existent. “Leslie? I think I'll wear my bra instead of the camisole.” “That would work fine, except that I threw all your clothes in the wash since you only had the one set. I assumed you would want to wear your bra tomorrow. So, it is being washed. I didn't realize how much your bra contributed to your chest thou. I realize you are proud of your body and I don't want you to be embarrassed, but we're all friends here. You can throw on a fleecy top if you want something baggy to divert attention. No one will realize that your chest is a little smaller.” “That would be great. Thanks Leslie.” As Ashlie hopped off the bed, she realized that without her heels, Leslie was significantly taller in relation to her. This fact had not gone unnoticed by Leslie while they were dressing Ashlie. Leslie opened a drawer and pulled out a well worn fleecy with a hood and a zip front. Like her t-shirt, it was a faded pink. Leslie had been surprised to find that Ashlie's bra was so heavily padded, but she did need to wash her clothes. However, in her present outfit, Ashlie gave no outward signs of any chest, at all. In fact, Ashlie would be rather disturbed to find that she was wearing maddie's old clothes. Not recent clothes, but clothes maddie outgrew almost a year ago. Ashlie was wearing maddie's favorite outfit from third grade. They had gotten the t-shirt for maddie at Disneyland. Leslie decided it was best not to point this out to the short woman who stood before her. Ashlie was upset enough with the loss in clothes. However, Ashlie almost looked like a cute kid in this outfit. “Ashlie, let's go on down and let everyone get re-acquainted over dinner"

The two of them made their way back downstairs. As they entered the family room, maddie and Bill turned their heads and did a double take. As Bill searched for something to say, maddie jumped right in with a snide remark, “Annie! don't you look cute!” As Ashlie prepared for her next attack, Leslie grabbed maddie and dragged her into the kitchen. “Stop this right NOW! We have a long weekend ahead of us and you need to give it a rest. You can not be fighting with a friend of your aunt's just for fun. Ashlie is here for the wedding and she is our guest. She lost her clothes and she is embarrassed enough about having to borrow some of your old clothes."

“Yeah, but mom! those are MY old clothes. I grew out of them a long time ago. She looks like...” Her mother cut her off. “Stop it. She can't help that she is shorter than you and I. Anyone wearing those clothes would look odd. Whatever she looks like in those clothes, she is an adult and you will treat her as such. Again, she is our guest. Until her clothes get here, she has to have something to wear. She does not know they are your clothes and I'd just as soon delay her knowing as long as possible. Be nice to her and treat her as you would normally treat a guest in our house.” Maddie reluctantly agreed, “OK mom. I'll try to be nice.” As maddie made her way back into the family room, she was trying to figure out how she could embarrass Ashlie the way Ashlie had embarrassed her last time she visited. Maddie had a lot of pent up frustration from their last encounter. When Ashlie was last here, she had pointed out Maddie's small size at every chance she got. Maddie had tried to feel like a part of all the wedding plans, but Ashlie kept calling her squirt or pointing out how small or cute she was. Maddie could feel a little payback was in the offing.

Ashlie, Maddie and Leslie's family watched some TV and discussed the weekend wedding. Ashlie confirmed that the plans were to get final dress fittings tomorrow morning, Thursday. The rehearsal dinner was Friday evening and the wedding and reception were scheduled for Saturday afternoon. All of the women would spend Saturday morning at a salon getting their hair and make-up done. Ashlie had return tickets for Sunday afternoon. It would be an active few days but June was one of ashlie's best friends from school and Ashlie would help out as much as she could.

When they were sitting down at the table for dinner, Maddie pulled out a chair for Ashlie and said, “Hold on Annie honey; I'll get you a booster chair. That way you can sit at the table like the big people.” As she said it, she sneered at Ashlie. Ashlie sensed the attitude and she understood that maddie was trying to get some kind of payback for what happened in the past. Ashlie didn’t realize that Maddie felt like she was under attack when Ashlie had kidded her about her size. She paused and considered her response. “No thanks, Maddie. I don't think that is needed.” Ashlie's response was nice, congenial, and non-confrontational. This threw maddie for a loop. Maddie backed off and sat down. Everyone enjoyed their meal. Maddie offered to cut up Ashlie's food and was again rebuked. As everyone prepared for bed, Maddie told Ashlie that she had laid out a nightgown and robe for her. As Ashlie returned to her room, she saw a short, thin cotton Barbie nightgown along with matching panties and a matching robe. The robe was clearly a child's robe with a pink background and lot's of different Barbie poses over the entire garment. Ashlie groaned inside. Maddie appeared at the door behind her. “I know this is uncomfortable, but this is one of the better choices. If you want to pick your own; look in the bottom drawer of the dresser.” Ashlie had thought that the clothes she was wearing might have been Maddie's. But the full realization was a little unsettling. No wonder maddie was riding her earlier. Ashlie looked in the drawer and many of the gowns looked more like babydolls or other childish styles. Maddie was probably right about the selection. As Maddie was leaving she said over her shoulder, “Once you take off your clothes, you can put them in the hamper, Annie.” Ashlie realized that Maddie kept referring to her as Annie to upset her, and apparently maddie was getting influenced by hearing the name Annie all night long. Frankly, Ashlie was too tired to point out the error at this point. Annie began disrobing and slipped on the childish nightgown and panties. When she went into the bathroom for her evening routine, she was a bit unsettled by her reflection in the mirror. In her present outfit, she looked much younger than normal. She envisioned herself as appearing to others like a teenager wearing childish clothes. Ashlie frowned in the mirror.

After a fitful night of sleep, Annie woke up in an unfamiliar room decorated for a child and she was totally disoriented. Across the room she could see a baby crib and other pieces of child's furniture. It took her a few minutes to realize where she was. She got up and hit the bathroom. As she was returning to her room, maddie knocked on the bedroom door and cracked the door. “Annie, up and at 'em. I have breakfast ready. Put on your robe and get downstairs. We'll get you dressed after we eat. Then, it's off to try on dresses. Let's go. Let's go" Ashlie felt like she was back at home. This was how her mom used to wake her up. What a nightmare? Ashlie grabbed the robe and slipped it on. As she walked down the stairs, Maddie bounded past her. “Good morning little Annie. How'd you sleep?” These references to being little were beginning to wear on her. But, she told herself to be adult about it and Maddie would lose interest. At the table, Leslie handed a napkin to Maddie and appeared behind Annie. She slipped a bib over Ashlie's head and said, “We've got to keep the food off of our clothes.” Ashlie thought this was a little over the edge and as she looked at Maddie, she could see her snickering. Annie realized that Maddie was treating her like a kid. But, she was unsure how to address this issue. She ate her cereal and toast. Maddie chided her to drink her juice and asked if she would prefer a juice box. Ashlie tried to delicately put her off. She did not want to spend all weekend at odds with Maddie. Next thing she knew, Leslie was taking her upstairs to pick out clothing for today. She was presented with another pair of childish panties and a camisole top. Leslie went to the closet and pulled out a dress. It was simple with cap sleeves and delicate ruffles on the bottom and around the arms. It seemed very short to Ashlie but Leslie assured her that it was perfect. Some thin white anklets and a pair of black Mary Jane shoes finished the outfit. Ashlie insisted on wearing her bra. She had to get rid of this childish image. She wore the proffered clothes, including the camisole, but she put on her bra first. Leslie understood Ashlie's attitude. Ashlie did not realize that her chest looked manufactured inside the child's dress, probably because it was. It occurred to her that kid's always wanted to grow up to soon. Leslie suddenly caught herself when she remembered that her little friend was actually an adult. She smiled and said, “You look nice, head downstairs and we'll get going in just a minute.” As Ashlie walked down the hall towards the stairs, her short dress flipped up, occasionally giving observers a glimpse of her childish panties. Leslie smiled. When Maddie saw Ashlie she exclaimed, “Annie, you look great. I'm glad mom found some clothes to tide you over till your bags get here” Leslie came down the stairs and the three of them got into the car. Leslie told Maddie to get in the back seat and let Ashlie ride up front. Maddie wasn't happy but she obeyed her mother.

When they arrived at the bridal shop, June and her mother were waiting. After excited hugs and kisses, June asked about Ashlie’s choice in clothing. She and Leslie explained the loss of luggage and the limited choices they had in the way of clothing that would fit Ashlie. The lady from the bridal shop wanted to get things moving and she began to assign dressing rooms to each of the ladies. All the dresses had been laid out in a separate room so that the girls could ready themselves. Then last minute sizing would be handled by the seamstresses. June and her mother were sent to one room. One of the ladies pushed Maddie towards one of the dressing rooms and another one grabbed Ashlie. Leslie was sent to the only remaining room and everyone talked over the walls while they were getting dressed. June told them all of the plans for the wedding and the reception. A lady began helping Ashlie remove her dress and helped her hang it up. Ashlie was a little put off by the help but she assumed it was part of the bridal services? A lacy camisole was dropped over Ashlie’s shoulders and a set of petticoats were added. This surprised ashlie because the petticoats would hold the hem of the dress up pretty high and she thought the dresses were below the knee in more of a traditional pattern. A dress was removed from the dress bag and dropped over her shoulders. The lady helping her buttoned it up in back and it fit like a glove. But the waist went out from her waist at about a 45 degree angle and stood well above her thighs.

Ashlie realized the dress was wrong, she exclaimed, “Hey, this isn’t my bridesmaid dress?” The lady helping her get dressed ignored her talking and fluffed the dress. Then suddenly, she opened the curtains and pushed Ashlie out into the central area where she was surrounded by mirrors. June’s mother and Leslie were standing there looking at Leslie in her bridesmaid dress. Ashlie was trying to get her footing, Leslie and her mother noticed her. Leslie inadvertently started to snicker. Her mother immediately reacted, “ASHLIE! why are you wearing that dress. Maddie is supposed to be the flower girl.” On queue, Maddie stepped out of one of the other cubicles wearing a bridesmaid dress. The dress was actually a little short on her and a little tight in the chest. Otherwise, it looked pretty good. “This is not my dress!” Ashlie yelled. Pointing at Maddie, she stated, “That is my dress! Take it off.” June stepped out of her cubicle and stared at Ashlie and Maddie. The dress shop lady tried to calm Ashlie down, “Honey, only the bridesmaids wear those dresses. You get to wear this pretty white dress.” Of course, to the outsiders, Ashlie’s outburst seemed like the typical reaction seen every week when the little girls found out they were wearing different dresses than the big girls. In this particular case, their perception was of course wrong, but they did not know that. Everyone was talking at Ashlie like she was a child with no say.

Leslie realized this situation was spinning out of control and needed to be dealt with immediately. “Ladies, you need to give the family a few minutes. ALONE! NOW!” The ladies were stunned, but quickly left the area and closed the doors. Ashlie at that point was crying and Maddie was laughing. June and her mother were clearly upset. Leslie needed to keep

She turned to Maddie and said, “Maddie, shut up. Go back in the cubicle and remove that dress. Do not say a word. Mom, you and June just let me handle this. Ashlie, go back into the cubicle. Let me help you.” Her look and the way she said it caught Maddie off guard. Still snickering, she retreated to the cubicle. Leslie walked Ashlie back into her cubicle and comforted her. She helped her out of the dress. Leslie told her she would get things straightened out. After Ashlie had called down, Leslie asked her to wait a minute. Leslie quickly moved to Maddie’s cube and verified she had removed the dress.

“Maddie, honey, what happened?” Maddie sheepishly looked at her mom. “They told me to go in here and they gave me the dress. I knew it was probably wrong, but I thought maybe June had changed her mind about what I would wear. But, you have to admit, Ashlie sure looked cute in that dress. And besides, there is no way that flower girl dress is going to fit me!"

“Well Maddie that has yet to be determined. And either way, you have ashlie’s dress. Let me have it and we will figure things out in a little while. As an aside, my dear, you did look spectacular in the dress. You work with me on this dress thing and we’ll have to go shopping after the wedding. Your father will not be too happy about his little girl growing up"

Leslie took the dress over to Ashlie’s cubicle and helped her into it. She then took the flower girl dress over to Maddie. “There is no way this is going to fit.” maddie stated. “Fine, put it on any way. Remember what I said. Work with me and I’ll reward you with some shopping next week. Make this too difficult and you may find yourself going to school in this dress” Leslie was staring at her daughter to ensure she understood the importance of this situation.“Do you understand me?” “Yes I understand” Leslie then helped her daughter into the dress. It was of course a disaster. The hem of the dress made it look more like a tu-tu. Maddie’s underwear was below the dress. “Honey, I know this looks ridiculous. And, we will have to work something out. But ashlie has been through a lot in the last day or so. You need to work with me. Clearly, you can not wear this dress. But, I need you to walk out into this room and show my sister and your grand mother that you are a trooper and let them all come to the same conclusion. You also need to let Ashlie see that it does not fit and that it looks silly, since you had such a big laugh at her expense.” After some further haggling, Leslie convinced Maddie to come out since only the family was in the room. Ashlie had come out in her dress. June and Ashlie were talking. Ashlie’s dress was loose on top and the length was wrong. So some alterations were going to need to be made.

Maddie looked ridiculous. But she did walk out to the mirrors. “Gee grandma, do you think I’ve grown a little bit?” Maddie was camping it up for the mirrors. “Oh my goodness, Leslie, your little girl has certainly popped into a woman’s body. Maddie you look like a clown in that dress” Turning to June she said, “June, your niece can not wear that dress in the wedding. What are we going to do?” June was looking at everything and trying to figure out how all her wedding plans had gotten so screwed up at the last minute. “Mom, the dress was especially made. It matches the wedding dress. It matches the lace on all of the pews in church and it is designed to go with all the other decorations. My wedding is ruined.” June fell into that crying and heaving fit so common among brides in the days before their wedding. Leslie and her mother were trying to calm June down. “Ladies, let’s try to think about our options. But first we need the ladies from the shop to get their opinion on our options. Leslie go get the manager” Leslie left the dressing room and retrieved the manager. She briefed her on the mistake regarding Ashlie and Maddie. The manager was apologetic. Leslie assured her that it would all work out. The manager immediately chuckled when she saw Maddie in the flower girl dress that was way too small. “Well ladies, what do we need to do here? Clearly we need some major alterations or different dresses.” June’s Mother said, “As you now know, we had a misunderstanding regarding which dress went with each person. However, we need to figure out what to do for Maddie” The manager looked Ashlie and Maddie over in their dresses. She walked around each of them touching the dresses in different places and estimating the alterations needed. “The flower girl dress is of no use at all unless you have someone else to wear it. Unluckily, we went to extreme efforts to design this dress to match the other elements of the wedding ensemble. It is very unfortunate given what we have put in to it” The manager went on, “Do you have someone else that could wear the dress?"

June’s mother thoughtfully replied, “It would really be inconvenient to change the wedding party at this stage. Too many plans have been made. People have traveled far and it’s too late for that kind of change.” The manager looked to June’s mother, since she was paying for everything, and suggested, “Why don’t you, June and her sister come with me to my office and we can discuss our options. I’ll have some tea brought in.” She began to herd the mother and June out the door and said over her shoulder, “You other girls talk among yourselves for a few minutes while we talk.” Looking at Maddie, she directed, “Young lady, take off that ridiculous dress. I’ll send in some drinks for you girls.” Sitting in her office, the ladies were sipping tea. June had begun to calm down as they were working on a solution. The confidence of the manager helped calm her nerves. “I know we still have to review all of the dresses. But the dress that the smaller woman was wearing,” she turned to June. “Is it Ashlie?” June responded, “Yes. Her name is Ashlie. She went to college with me.” “Well, Ashlie’s dress should have fit her better. It will require alterations to length and in the torso. Whatever new flower girl dress we select will probably also require a lot of work” The Manager paused. She observed the ladies and considered her next statement. The manager began, “Ladies, my wedding was a special event. I asked all of the people that were important to me to be in the wedding. I assume that you did the same” June nodded. Her Mother and leslie also nodded. “All of my friends said to me that they just wanted to do anything that would make it a great day for me. Their favorite saying was, “Anything you need, I’m here for you.” Again, they all nodded. “Well, this may sound crazy but you spent a lot of money on that flower girl dress. And it is coordinated with everything at the wedding.” She paused again and then looked at June seriously. When those two girls had the wrong dresses on, they were almost a perfect fit. The amount of alterations is insignificant in comparison to what we need to do to maintain our original roles. If these girls are here for you, maybe they wouldn’t mind swapping roles to facilitate your having the greatest wedding possible. It’s something to consider” June was aghast. The mother was considering the costs. Leslie understood the practicality. They all sat there looking at each other. At length, after discussing the pros and con's, it was decided that while it was a horrible situation, they should at least ask Ashlie. Finally, June agreed to talk to her short friend.

Ashlie had been reveling in her first adult clothing in days. Even, if it was just sitting around a dressing room. The manager came and asked Ashlie to come with her. The manager returned with Ashlie and left the office to the four women. Everyone refreshed their tea. June made some small talk about college and a few of their friends. Her mom asked about Ashlie’s job. Ashlie quickly realized that there was something wrong and that she was the focus of the problem. June told the manager’s story about all of her friends wanting to do whatever was needed. And Ashlie found herself agreeing that the role of the friends was to ensure a smooth wedding by doing whatever was necessary. June followed up, “Well Annie, I’m glad to hear that because we have a problem And I need you to tell me if you can help me. Leslie has told me about your luggage problem. And, I am so sorry about the mix up"

“It’s not your fault the airlines are incompetent And Leslie has been as helpful as she can in finding me clothes. Although, I wish the clothes were more age appropriate” She chuckled half-heatedly. “Well,” June continued, “we still have a problem. Maddie’s dress was designed to match all kinds of things involved in the wedding. It clearly does not fit. So we are trying to figure out our alternatives. The store manager suggested we get a new flower girl. But we don’t have anyone else of the appropriate size. We can get a new dress for Maddie, but it won’t match everything else at the wedding” Ashlie nodded thoughtfully and considered the problems. “Wow that’s horrible.” June’s mother added, “Yes, and it is going to cost us a fortune to get a new dress on such short notice and all of the alterations that are needed.” June's mom and her daughters all nodded knowingly. June decided the moment had come. “Annie, the manager had a crazy idea of how you could help. I wonder what you would think?” “Anything. Tell me how I can help!” Ashlie said. “She said that she knows it was a mistake. But, if we could convince you to wear the flower girl dress, it would solve everything.” ashlie was aghast. This couldn’t be happening. June jumped back in, “Calm down. I told her it was crazy. I told her I wanted my best friend to be in my wedding as my bridesmaid. But, it was an idea that we thought we should talk about"

June’s mother said firmly, “You did say you would do anything to make the wedding a success? At least consider this? It would save me a lot of money and would keep the theme of June’s wedding intact. You could be the savior of the wedding.” Leslie, who had been mothering Ashlie for a few days, rubbed her shoulder and said, “annie, you’ve been a trooper through all of this. Maybe fate has interceded to solve our problems? She is your good friend and you are here for her. You’d be helping June! And isn’t that the most important thing?” annie felt like she was in a whirlpool. The world was trying to beat her up for being small in stature, again. June applied the final pressure. “Annie, this would mean the world to me. It would save my wedding! I would be in your debt forever. I would do anything for you. I love you. Please do this for me?” annie felt her control slipping away as she whispered, “OK, I’ll do it.” She knew she would regret this decision. But, it was done. Ashlie then asked, “Can we maybe not tell everyone I’m a friend from from school?" June asked, “What would we tell people?"

Leslie grabbed this idea and ran, “There is no problem with the name since most people don’t know her. Why don’t we just tell people that she is a niece? It would fit with the clothes I have that fit her. Most people don’t know everyone in the family. We could easily get away with it” They didn’t discuss age at all, but everyone understood that most flower girls were in early grade school. Leslie left the room to talk to Maddie before Ashlie and the others rejoined them. She instructed Maddie to be nice to Ashlie. She told her that Ashlie was doing this for June and that maddie needed to lay off on the kidding while they worked everything out. Maddie was so excited about being a bridesmaid that she could barely contain her glee. And no matter what her mother said, she knew she would extract her revenge on little annie before things were over. She quickly agreed with her mom and everyone rejoined them. Leslie didn’t even notice that in all of her conversations she was referring to Ashlie as Annie. She talked about her as a little girl she was protecting and watching. that attitude and subliminal message was heard by everyone without it even being spoken. Annie and Maddie exchanged dresses for a second time. Leslie helped annie put the dress back on. The ladies from the dress shop rejoined them and everything was finalized for the wedding.

After the dress shop, all the women went and had a nice lunch. The waitress tried to get annie to order a kids meal, but they chased her away. Everyone understood that annie would be put forth as a younger niece to avoid embarrassment. Maddie figured that their goal was guaranteed to backfire, because she was going to make sure that Little Annie was reminded of her status and age as often as possible. The gods had arranged for Maddie's nemesis Ashlie to become Little Annie for the wedding week. Yes, Last summer had pissed her off. And, Maddie was ready for some payback. On their way back to Leslie's house after lunch, a police car pulled them over. Leslie could not figure out what they had done wrong. After checking their registration and insurance, the officer asked if she knew why they had been pulled over. Leslie said she did not. “Well mam, you are in violation of the state seat belt law. I am willing to give you a warning this time. But, the girl in the front seat needs to be in the back seat. These laws are to protect the children from getting hurt.” He leaned in the window and said, “I’m sorry, honey. But you need to be in the back seat. Can you please get in the back seat?” Maddie couldn’t pass this up, “Little Annie you know you aren’t supposed to be in the front seat until you are bigger! Climb back here and I’ll get you buckled in. Officer does LITTLE Annie need a booster seat?” The officer laughed, “No that is really not necessary. We just need her in the back seat.” Leslie turned to Annie, who was clearly stunned and said, “Annie, honey, can you please just get in the back seat so we don’t have a big drama here?” leslie gave her an understanding look and her voice had a pleading tone to it. Ashlie felt more of her life slipping away. She just nodded and climbed in to the back seat. She did not allow Maddie to help buckle her in. By the time they got home the impact of the day was weighing heavily on Ashlie. She had agreed to help her college friend out by filling in as the flower girl in her wedding. To facilitate things, they were going to tell everyone she was a niece in grade school. And now she was playing her role so well that a police man wanted to give leslie a ticket for letting her ride in the front seat. She had only kid’s clothes and somehow they all seemed to fit. If she lost her purse, no one would believe who she really was. This was a nightmare. She just wanted to go home, get her own clothes, get back to her job and forget about this weekend.

Leslie found a perfect party dress for the new flower girl in Maddie's old clothes. She needed it to go to the rehearsal dinner. Leslie helped annie curl her hair in an obviously more childish manner. She put ribbons in her hair that matched her dress. Leslie told her she was not allowed to wear her bra. Mary Jane shoes with ankle socks completed her outfit. Maddie, the new bridesmaid, wore a tight dress that flattered her figure and with a touch of make-up made her look years older. Ashlie was self-conscious about how childish she looked in her outfit. But, when Annie saw Maddie she wanted to curl up in a corner. Leslie and Bill were effusive in their compliments to both girls. Everyone climbed into the car and went to the dinner. At the dinner everyone was introduced. It was hard for annie to remember all of the names. There was a table for the wedding party. But when it came time to sit down, it turned out that there was not a seat for the flower girl. Annie was relegated to a table of kids off to the side of the room. While there were no little kids at the dinner, ashlie found that in her new status, she was perceptibly the youngest person there. There were some kids in late grade school. Most of the kids were from the groom’s side of the family. Ashlie was pretty much ignored. In the middle of the dinner, two of the boys were rough housing and as usually happens things got spilled. When ashlie realized that a red drink had been splattered onto her dress, she started screaming at the boys. Several mothers came running to calm down the kids. One of them yelled, “Don’t blame the boys if you can’t keep track of your drinks!” ashlie was agitated and tried to explain that it was not her drink. Leslie grabbed a napkin and began dabbing the spill. She maneuvered annie into the ladies room and calmed her down. “Look at my dress. I look like a fool! Those kids were fooling around and it wasn’t my fault. It wasn’t my drink. And after all I’ve been through I did not need one more problem!” leslie found herself using all her motherly skills to calm annie down. She had observed that as the situation had been deteriorating, that Ashlie was being treated by everyone as a kid and not the adult she really was. The result is that she was reacting to everyone in more and more childish ways. And given everyone’s perception of her age, they assumed that her actions and motives were those of a child. Annie finally stopped crying and Leslie convinced her that the stain was not that noticeable. They returned to the party. As soon as Maddie had a chance, she kidded Annie about her stained dress and her problems at the kids table. She asked her why she couldn’t get along with the other kids. Annie just sulked on the side of the room. She couldn’t really hang out with June. No one else was interested in her. As the party was breaking up, everyone decided that they would go out to a local nightclub for a few more drinks. Of course, Annie could not go. Maddie on the other hand looked old enough and would be with her parents. A number of the people attending the party had dropped their kids off at Leslie's house to be babysat during the rehearsal dinner. Emma, a friend of Maddie's, was babysitting the children. Leslie, Bill and Maddie dropped Ashlie off at the house on their way to the after party. Since Ashlie was not having a very good time to start with, she figured she might be able to relax if she went back to the house. Leslie and Maddie ran into the house with Annie to freshen up.

As they were preparing to leave, Maddie pulled her friend, Emma, aside. “Listen, Annie has been a little accident prone over the last few days. Keep an eye on her and get her to bed at a reasonable time. We want her to be nice and fresh for the wedding. I laid out a nightgown for Annie on the bed in her room.” Maddie thought it was great that she was arranging for Annie to go to bed early. Maddie thought of all the times in the last day or so that Ashlie had spilled food or drinks. By reminding her friend of Annie's accidents, she was making her sound more like a child that needed care. Emma assured her that she understood and that she would take care of little Annie. Unluckily, the words Maddie used suggested something totally different to Emma. Since Emma perceived Annie as a child, the message she got from Maddie was that Annie had a problem wetting her pants or the bed. Both Maddie and more importantly Annie were unaware of this misunderstanding. At 8:30, Emma approached Annie and told her it was time to get ready for bed. Ashlie looked at her in astonishment. “What? It's only 8:30? I'm not going to bed yet.” Emma put a stern look on her face and said, “annie, I am in charge while the parents are away and you will do as I say. You have a big day tomorrow. There is a wedding and a reception and it will be a long day. You have a special role and you need to be well rested. Now, get up.” ashlie felt like a berated child. But this was ridiculous. She was not a child. And, she certainly did not need a babysitter. And, she knew tomorrow was going to be more of a nightmare than a fun day. “Look, I know it’s a big day and I will get plenty of sleep. But I will go to bed in an hour or so.” Ashlie said trying to sound adult and well thought out. Emma only heard the prattle of a child trying to delay the inevitable. She reached down and grabbed Annie and easily picked her up. Ashlie was caught off guard and began fighting back. Emma made her way back to Annie's room. Ashlie was screaming, “NO! Put me down! Leave me alone! No. NO. No. What are you doing? Put me down. I'll go to bed when I want to. No..No!” Emma sat down on the bed and spun Annie around. Ashlie found herself lying across the lap of Emma with her butt perched up in the air. Ashlie started screaming and flailing more wildly. Just as quickly, her skirt was tossed up and she felt her little panties pulled down. As ashlie paused in astonishment trying to understand the implications of this development, the first of many swats began falling on her unprotected rear end. Annie tried to sound firm as she told her assailant to stop. But as the swats rained down, she began to cry and soon was begging Emma to stop. “Please, stop. Pleassssse.” Emma paused, “Will little annie do as she is told?” “Yes!” “Are you going to go to bed like a big girl?” “Yes,” she sobbed. “I'll get no more backtalk?” “No” Ashlie found her breathing beginning to return to normal. Emma stood up and placed Annie on her feet next to the bed. She began undressing Ashlie. “I can do it.” Swat. Emma rapped her backside reminding her who was in charge. “I don't want to hear a sound out of you!” Ashlie bit her lip as Her clothes were removed. Emma pulled off her socks and shoes. Then Emma started to pull off Annie's camisole. Ashlie again started to fight and again received a swat on her rear along with a stern look. But, when Emma started to remove Annie's little panties, her only remaining piece of clothing, ashlie decided she had had enough. She slipped from Emma's grasp and ran to the other side of the room. “What is the matter with you? Leave my panties alone. I can dress myself. Give me my night gown, you bitch!” Ashlie continued to unload, “I don't need some bimbo to help me get dressed! Do your mommy dearest routine somewhere else.” It was at this moment that Ashlie realized that the look on Emma's face was different. She was mad. And apparently, Annie was the focus of her anger. As Emma trapped her and grabbed her, ashlie again began to yell and flail around. She again found herself on the receiving end of a spanking and she was totally nude, now. Then Emma picked her up and carried Ashlie into the bathroom. She was crying uncontrollably and could not stop. Ashlie saw herself in the bathroom mirror, a little nude girl being man-handled by a baby sitter years younger than her. And as she realized how young she looked as she cried uncontrollably, Emma pushed a bar of Ivory soap into her mouth and began to berate her on her language. She was no longer dressed in the childish clothing, but she felt every bit as bad as any child in this situation. As she tried to regain control of her own actions, she heard Emma again tell her that there better not be another word from her. With the mouth-washing complete the nude little girl was again dragged back into “her” room. Emma looked around and found a little girl's nightgown on the end of the crib near the dresser in Annie's room. In the closet, she noted a stack of pull-ups. She remembered Maddie's warning about accidents. Emma placed the nightgown over Annie's head and Ashlie raised her arms to get the gown to come down. It was a short babydoll design that barely reached her waist. As Annie was reviewing her new night wear, Emma stood, reached up into the closet and grabbed a pull-up from the pile. When Emma lifter her leg to pull the pull-up onto her leg, ashlie could not see it and before she realized what Emma was dressing her in, she was firmly encased in the pull-up. Emma picked annie up and instead of placing her in the bed, she put her in the crib. Again, ashlie began to complain, but at this point all it took was one look from Emma and she again bit her lip. “I know you don't need the crib, but I was told to put you in this bed and your night clothes were laid out for you on the bed. Maybe someone else, an adult for instance, is staying in the other bed. I don't care. Frankly, the way you've acted, this is a more appropriate place for you to sleep tonight."

Ashlie cried softly. This was a nightmare. A few days ago, she was a marketing professional and now she lay in a crib, in a diaper, in a baby nightgown, crying and tomorrow, she was going to be the flower girl in her college friend's wedding. She has agreed to play the role of a child to help her friend out and yet not one person has questioned whether she is actually might be as young as 6 or 7 years old. In fact, as she has now been spanked, stripped and diapered, she is beginning to question her own reality. People seem to think she is younger not older than the role she is playing. The world seems to be slipping away. Ashlie cried some more. She stared at the Barbie night-light and eventually slipped off to sleep. When Leslie, Bill and Maddie returned from the party, Leslie asked, “How did everything go?” Emma smiled and said “Fine. The other parents stopped by a little while ago to pick up their kids. Annie seemed to ignore the other kids and just watched TV till I put her to bed.” Leslie was surprised by the wording and asked, “wait? you put her to bed?” Emma nodded big “Yes. I started to prepare her for bed at around 8:30.” Emma saw Maddie and Leslie looking at each other and snickering. “Well, I thought you wanted her well rested for tomorrow and she certainly was cranky. So I put her to bed” Leslie tried to reassure Emma, “No you did fine. It’s just that Annie often stays up later than that.” Emma gave out a small laugh “Oh she made that clear. But, I babysit a lot and I don't take backtalk from the little ones. Otherwise, they never respect you.” Leslie set her purse down and asked “What happened?” “Well she started yelling and threw one heck of a tantrum. I just gave her a spanking and...” Leslie's jaw dropped in shock “Wait, you spanked her?” Leslie was worried now. “Yes I did, then she threw a fit and started cussing. I washed her mouth out with soap, dressed her in the nightgown Maddie left out for me and put her in the bed. It was a good thing Maddie told me she put her nightgown on her bed or I wouldn't have known to put a girl her size in the crib. I guess you have other people staying in the real bed?” Maddie was laughing and Leslie was beside herself. Bill had almost forgotten that Ashlie was anything other than what she appeared to be, a small child. Leslie responded, “Well....yes, we expect some of the friends or relatives might need the bigger bed. You have to use what you have in these situations.” Emma explained that “The way she was acting, I figured she probably should have been sleeping in that bed anyway.” Leslie paid Emma and as Emma was leaving to go home she added, “Oh and don't worry about any accidents, I found the pull-ups in the closet.” With that Emma was gone. Leslie and Maddie were like statues staring at the door. Leslie looked at Maddie and asked, “What is she talking about?” Maddie shrugged in confusion “With all the spills and such I told her that Annie had been having accidents and to be careful.” As realization struck Leslie, she said, “Oh my God! I think She thought you meant that Annie had accidents wetting the bed. I think Ashlie might be in a diaper in the crib upstairs!” Both women dashed for the stairs. They quietly entered Annie's room and there they found her. Annie was curled up in a ball holding a teddy bear wearing a babydoll nightgown and a pull-up. The two barely got out of the room before they were laughing uncontrollably. Maddie got her camera and they took several pictures of Ashlie in the crib before going to bed. After everyone had gone to bed, Maddie quietly slipped out of her room. She went to the bathroom, got a small dish of warm water and entered Annie's room. With her experience from camp, she carefully placed Ashlie's hand in the dish and waited. Within a few minutes, she heard the sounds as Annie's bladder released itself into the pull-up. She quietly left the room and began thinking about how this could be used to further humiliate Ashlie. A few minutes later, Maddie returned to further document Little Annie's condition. The ballooned pull-up was featured in her new photos.

Leslie was a mother. Maddie knew there was one thing that really got her mother mad. She hated when older kids wet the bed. Maddie wanted to maneuver her mother to be the one that found the new bed wetter. Everyone was up early since the girls all had a spa day before the wedding. But, Annie was not one of the first up. Maddie mentioned this to her mother. Leslie, with Maddie in tow, went to wake up Ashlie. “Annie, time to get up.” Leslie reached into the crib and nudged Ashlie. Ashlie started to awaken. Maddie acted surprised and said, “Oh my god! Mom, look!” Maddie pointed at the middle of the bed where there was a large wet spot from Annie's leaking diaper. Also, the clearly overloaded diaper was visible now that they were both looking at it. “Annie! what have you done?” Leslie's nerves were suddenly on overdrive. “Is this your way of teaching us a lesson for yesterday? Well little Missy, you have another thing coming. I don’t put up with this type of behavior from small children and I am certainly not putting up with it from you!” Ashlie was suddenly forced awake. The tirade was blistering and Leslie was really mad. Ashlie was suddenly aware that she was wearing a very wet diaper. She did not know how it happened but Apparently, Leslie thought she did it on purpose. As she moved to stand up in the crib, leslie grabbed her and lifted her out. She was marched into the bathroom. Ashlie had not been able to articulate a thought yet. Now, Leslie had the shower on and she was taking Annie's clothes off. Ashlie started to complain and say that she could do it herself. Leslie swatted her on the butt and Ashlie was reminded of the previous night. The area was still tender. Maddie was observing and taking clothing from her mother as she handed it out. Annie was shoved into the shower. Leslie and Maddie were a little stunned to find that Ashlie was totally hairless everywhere. Maddie thought it was hilarious. It turned out that little Ashlie looked an awful lot like a little girl without her clothes on. As Ashlie reached for the soap, Leslie reached into the shower and began to wash her hair. When she objected, another sharp swat quieted her down. Ashlie washed her body as Leslie washed and conditioned her hair. While Ashlie finished washing, Maddie reminded her mom of the rule they had regarding bed wetting. Leslie had always had a rule that if the kid wets the bed, that they were required to wear a pull-up the next day. Leslie told Maddie that it seemed kind of excessive. Maddie pointed at the wet baby diaper in the trash and raised her eyebrows. Maddie looked at her mom and asked "why shouldn't someone acting like a brat, be treated the same as everybody else?" Ashlie was unceremoniously pulled out of the shower. Leslie dried her off and dragged her back into the bedroom. Ashlie began to complain. Leslie looked at her and stated, “Do not say anything! I am so mad right now I don’t know what to do!” annie took a deep breath and tried to figure out what was happening. Yesterday, she agreed to be the flower girl instead of a bridesmaid. She was then delivered to a babysitter, spanked, diapered and put to bed in a crib. Lying in bed last night, she figured there was no way anything worse could happen. Then, she apparently wet the bed and now the new day was proving that things could get worse. Leslie produced another childish camisole which flattened out what little assets Ashlie had. A cute child’s sun dress was dropped over her shoulders. Maddie was brushing Annie's hair and Ashlie looked in the mirror as Leslie stepped in front of her and bent down to help her step in to her panties. But Ashlie quickly realized something was wrong. Before she even began to complain, Ashlie found herself wearing a new pair of pull-ups. This was too much. “No, no, no. Leslie what are you doing? I’m not wearing a diaper again!” Ashlie yelled. Leslie placed a sharp swat on Annie's inner thigh. Annie began crying. She couldn’t believe this was happening. “Now YOU listen here young lady. We have a rule in this family. When one of the kids or a friend who stays over wets the bed, they wear a pull-up or a diaper the next day. Now, you are wearing a pull-up, not a diaper. If you had had a diaper on last night, I would not have to wash all the bedding from the crib because your accident would have been contained. If you can behave yourself, we will get you into some real underwear for the wedding. Otherwise, I have no problem sending you to the wedding in a diaper and plastic pants. GOT IT?” ashlie was trembling. She was so honestly scared that She was whimpering. “Also, I don’t think it is appropriate for someone acting like a little girl to call me by my first name. From now on, you should call me Aunt Leslie or Mrs. Wilson. Now put on these sandals and let’s go down for breakfast.” After breakfast, Leslie finished getting ready. Leslie told maddie to grab a small carryall and put annie's underwear that matched her camisole in it along with any additional clothes she or annie might need. Being a total optimist, maddie figured there had to be some way to keep ashlie in pull-ups for the wedding. Maddie grabbed the underwear and stored it in the side pocket of the bag. She also grabbed some other items Annie might need if her plan worked out. Maddie brought along some baby powder, additional pull-ups and a bunch of cloth diapers and plastic pants. Leslie, Maddie and Ashlie then climbed into the car to go to the salon. Ashlie begged to put on her regular underwear that matched the camisole, but Aunt Leslie would not relent. When Leslie wasn’t with them, Maddie turned to Ashlie and said, “Wow Little Annie, I never thought I’d see you begging to wear your little girl panties!” Ashlie sat quietly, in the back seat of the car, of course, pondering Maddie's mocking statements. She hadn’t even realized it until maddie pointed out that she was actually begging for the children’s underwear. Of course, that’s all there was to wear. But still it felt ridiculous for a marketing executive like her to be making such a childish request. As they pulled up in front of the salon, Ashlie hoped that things could get a little bit back to normal. When they headed inside, the rest of the wedding party was already there. Ashlie said hello to June and her mother. Everyone complimented her on her dress. Ashlie's spirits began to rise. She felt a little better seeing her friend. Leslie and Maddie were talking to the manager because they wanted to do something different with Maddie's hair now that she was a bridesmaid. All of the bridesmaids were getting similar hair-dos. Maddie had some follow-up conversations with the manager regarding some other issues. Each of the ladies was sent to a room in back to put on a smock. Ashlie was reluctant to change clothes due to fact she was wearing a pull-up. Aunt Leslie slipped into the room and helped her change. Aunt Leslie pointed out that the pull-ups looked like underwear other than the princess picture on the front. She assured her no one would notice. Then Aunt Leslie told her to act like a big girl and not ruin this for everyone. Since Annie was shorter than most of the women, the smock was long enough that she felt it might cover her secret. Ashlie reluctantly donned the smock and they turned themselves over to the hairdressers. Ashlie found herself thinking of Leslie as Aunt Leslie. It turned out that the bridesmaids were getting their legs waxed. Since Ashlie had no hair on her legs, she did not feel left out. They all were getting pedicures, manicures, hair and make-up. All of the women were getting trims and their hair was being put up in curlers. The women were chatting with each other and discussing the wedding. Annie's hair was washed and trimmed just a little. Then they started to put her hair up on some small curlers. All of the girls were getting their hair put up. It wasn’t until she smelled the permanent solution that ashlie realized she was in line to get a perm. She noticed everyone had curlers in their hair and they had discussed that everyone was getting similar hair-dos. She was upset, but figured she could deal with it next week when she was back at work. Big body curls would be an interesting new look for her. While she was under the dryer, her finger nails were done in a sort of bubblegum pink. While she was unhappy with the color, she assumed that the bridal party colors had been selected by her friend June. As the lady began working on her toe nails, she patted Annie's knee and asked her if she needed to use the potty. Ashlie looked down at the woman sitting at her ankles and realized she was looking between her knees at the pull-up. Ashlie's good mood was deflated and she shook her head no. Across the room, she could see them removing the curlers from Maddie's hair. The big bouncy curls really looked nice on her. As they began styling her hair Ashlie could see that Maddie would look much more adult with this hairdo. This lifted her spirits and she was looking forward to seeing how the new doo would look on her. When the dryer was done, annie was moved to the styling chair. They faced her away from the mirror and began removing the curlers. The stylist used a pick to separate the curls and the tray filled up with the many small curlers. Ashlie had never had a perm before and was surprised by a couple of the curls that fell in front of her eyes. The stylist asked annie to wait for them to do her make-up before looking in the mirror. The make-up lady spent only a little time on her face. A light foundation was followed by adding some color to her cheeks. The lady complimented her on her skin and how cute she was going to look. A light pink lip stick was added and they were ready. Maddie was standing behind the stylist talking to her. Maddie looked beautiful. June and Leslie approached and June put her hand to her mouth in surprise. Leslie seemed a little surprised also. All three of them looked great. It seemed that annie would be the last one done. Ashlie was getting excited as everyone seemed surprised by how good she looked. This began to lift her spirits. She asked if she looked good. And everyone agreed she looked great. When it was time for the unveiling, she closed her eyes and stood up before turning around to the mirrors on the wall. When she opened her eyes, ashlie was bewildered. She saw the entire wedding party and they looked great, but there was a young child with bright pink lipstick, bright pink fingernails and a head full of tight ringlet curls like Irish dancers or Shirley Temple wore. Suddenly, she realized that she was the child in the mirror. Everyone was smiling but she was aghast. She put her hand up to her mouth. To everyone else that looked “so cute.” She began to cry. Everyone thought they were tears of joy. June and Leslie were unclear how or why Ashlie had this cute child’s haircut. But, even they had to admit she looked beautiful. On the other hand, Maddie was very excited with the look they had achieved. That special conversation with the stylist had paid off. Leslie and Maddie stepped over to Annie. Leslie offered a handkerchief and begged her not to ruin her make-up. Maddie began herding her towards the door. Ashlie had not even been able to speak. As she tried to say something, Maddie shushed her. Ashlie was sulking in the car. Ashlie thought they were headed back to the house, but instead they headed for the dress shop. Annie did not realize where they were until everyone piled out of the cars. They were in such a hurry as the entered the store that Leslie forgot about Ashlie and her pull-ups. Ashlie was still in a funk from the hair salon. Each of the girls was pushed into a room to get dressed. It was only as Annie began to disrobe that she realized she still had the pull-up on. The lady from the store seemed oblivious. Annie said, “I need to talk to Aunt Leslie, Mrs. Wilson.” Ashlie felt defeated having to refer to Leslie as if she was some adult years older than herself. “Honey, give us a minute and you can talk to anyone you want. But I have to get you out of here so we can stay on schedule.” She pulled Annie's dress over her head and removed the camisole. Ashlie crossed her arms over her chest. The woman thought that was very cute and said “Soon, you’ll grow up and have something more to cover up there.” ashlie wanted to respond but realized it was pointless. She found herself just going with the flow wondering how she got here. A new camisole was pulled over her head. Next the dress was carefully dropped over her arms. The woman removed her sandals and helped her into little white anklets and some white low heel mary-janes. Then she grabbed a pair of bloomers which were a bit oversized and covered with ruffles. “Honey, these go with the dress. We didn’t try them on the other day. They’ll cover up your special panties.” Ashlie realized she was talking about the pull-ups. She expected to get her underwear, but anything to cover them up at this point was a bonus. And that was how Ashlie ended up letting the woman pull a pair of large white ruffled bloomers up her legs. They reminded ashlie of the diaper covers you put on small babies. Of course, they were much bigger and had much more lace. The bloomers emphasized the bottom and they were easily visible from behind in the flower girl dress. Because the dress flared out, annie was not really aware of just how visible they really were. With her hairdo, the childish dress and the bloomers, people might expect her to waddle or toddle down the aisle. Before all the women had been dressed, the shop ladies had asked them if they needed to use the restroom. Since annie had on a pull-up, her assistant had not bothered to ask. Soon everyone was hustled out to the waiting limousine. June was beautiful and everyone was fawning over her. When they arrived at the church, it was time for pre-wedding pictures. All of these pictures were only of the women in the wedding. They sat near flower beds and under shade trees. Annie was seated with her dress fluffed up around her. When she stood for pictures they had her stand sideways or with silly childish poses. What ashlie did not realize was that the dress which flared out beginning just below the bust area stopped with its crinoline so that the lace panties often showed in the pictures. Along with her childish poses with her hands in her lap or a finger under her chin, she was the perfect image of the little flower girl. June was taken with her mother into the church for last minute preparations. Leslie had gone with them. But Maddie stayed behind with Annie. Ashlie was being photographed with the ring bearer. Marvin was 10 years old and clearly a little trouble-maker. Marvin arrived with two other boy cousins about the same age. Ashlie was getting tired of the pictures and wanted to go find a bathroom. The photographer kept telling her to smile. She was not performing up to expectations. He talked to her like the child she appeared to be. He told her she should be proud to have a nice looking boy her own age. Marvin was getting bored and wanted her to smile and get it over with. So, Marvin, who had is arm around Annie for the picture decided he would help things along. When Marvin began to tickle Annie the photographer thought it was ingenious. Therefore, the photographer encouraged it as he danced around shooting un-posed pictures of the two kids tickling with Annie trying to fight him off. Ashlie was squealing for him to stop and actually forgot about the photographer. However, Marvin was relentless and in the middle of their tussle Ashlie's eyes grew wide as her bladder suddenly let go. Her scream stopped Marvin. But everyone nearby knew what had happened. The boys started teasing her and Maddie quickly grabbed her to hustle her towards the church. Ashlie was crying in deep heaving sobs. Maddie put her arm around her and said in a voice she knew everyone could hear, “Thank goodness you had on a pull-up or your dress would be ruined.” That, of course, triggered a new round of teasing as they made their way into the church. Leslie heard Ashlie crying and ran to help. Luckily, June was in another room with her mother. When Maddie explained what had happened

Leslie lost it. “What are you three years old? What are we going to do now? I can’t believe that a big girl like you can’t tell the adults when you need to go to the bathroom?” Maddie realized that her mother was talking to Ashlie like she was a little kid. Then she remembered the bag she had brought. “Mom, I brought supplies in my extra bag. Let me grab it.” Leslie pulled Ashlie into the bathroom and told her to stand still. Still treating her like a little child who had disappointed her. She said, “We have to get you cleaned up before the service begins. Work with me.” Annie was still crying. She kept repeating, “I’m sorry Aunt Leslie.” How could she be in this situation? Thank god she had the pull-up on. What was she thinking? Why did she have a pull-up on? What was she going to wear now? How could she be grateful for having a pull-up on? Leslie picked up Annie's dress and pulled down the bloomers. Then she removed the wet pull-up. “Sit on the potty and I don’t want to hear a word out of your mouth young lady.” At that moment, maddie returned with the bag. Ashlie wiped herself and was trying to use the toilet paper to wipe the area covered by the diaper. “Look, just stop. You’re going to ruin your dress. I can deal with this faster.” There was a large couch in the lounge. Leslie quickly threw a towel on the couch and pulled Ashlie over to it. She helped gather up the dress and then pulled Annie's arms around the bundle. “You hold up your dress and I’ll get you cleaned up.” With that she pushed Ashlie into a sitting position on the couch and then leaned her back so she was lying on the couch. Maddie observed Ashlie who was lying on her back on the couch while holding her dress up to her face. Leslie grabbed a wet wash rag from the sink. Maddie placed the bag near the couch and started taking things out. She pulled out the plastic pants and cloth diapers first since they were on top. Then she reached in for the pull-ups. She remembered the underwear was in the side pocket and started to reach for it. Leslie was finishing washing Annie's privates while she lay there whimpering and crying. Leslie looked over at the pile of items and something snapped. She pointed at the pull-ups and said, “We won’t need those.” Maddie stopped going for the underwear and looked at her mother. Her mother gave her a conspiratorial look and Maddie handed her the baby powder. As an experienced mother, once Leslie was in motion events unfolded quickly and decisively. Leslie had taken care of Maddie and other babies for years. As she smiled at Ashlie over her piled up petticoats, she sprinkled the baby powder on Annie's crotch saying, “We need to make sure you don’t get a rash down there.” Ashlie seemed like she was off in another world. Maddie had stacked up four old style Curity diapers (The kind you fold to fit. Unfolded, they were easily big enough for Ashlie). Picking Ashlie's legs up off the couch, Leslie quickly slid the diapers under her bottom. She then grabbed the plastic pants and the bloomers together and indicated Maddie should feed them onto Annie's feet. Maddie put the plastic pants and bloomers together and fed them on to Annie's left foot and then her right foot. She was holding them on the sides waiting for her mother’s direction. Leslie pulled the diapers up between Annie's legs and had one side pinned before Ashlie could process why that did not feel right. As she pinned the far side of the diapers with the pink bunny pins, Maddie quickly pulled both the plastic pants and bloomers up and over Ashlie's newly diapered bottom. The actual cloth diapers were much larger than the pull-up had been. But, the bloomers still covered them.

“What are you doing? Leslie?” Ashlie was yelling. Swat. Swat. Leslie pulled up Ashlie's legs and swatted her tender inner thighs really hard. “Shush. Not another word. And I told you to call me Mrs. Wilson or Aunt Leslie. You are clearly not old enough to deal with me on a first name basis.” She swatted her thighs again. “Ow. What? Stop that you bitch. You can’t..” Ashlie was yelling again. Suddenly, Leslie lifted Ashlie's legs and sat on the couch. She pulled Ashlie's legs back down across her lap and flipped her over so she was face down on the couch. She quickly undid the near side of the diapers. She pushed bloomers and plastic pants below Ashlie's bottom and began to spank her. Swat. Swat. Swat. “I am sick and tired of you little girl! First you cause trouble for the babysitter! Then you wet the bed like an infant. And as if that was not enough, now you decide to soil yourself at the wedding of my sister. If you are going to act like an infant, I will treat YOU like one!” The spanking continued. Ashlie's yelling turned to sobs. And eventually she was whimpering that she was sorry. She was not really sure what she was sorry for, but she was broken. She was a bad little girl and she needed to say she was sorry. “I’m sorry. Aunt Leslie, I’m sorry. I’ll be good. Tell me what to do.” Maddie had witnessed this and was feeling sorry for Ashlie. She had been broken like a horse. Annie was no longer some friend of her Aunt June. She was a broken little girl. Leslie re-pinned the diaper and pulled up the plastic pants and bloomers. She checked to make sure the diapers were not sticking out to prevent leaks. She held Ashlie while Maddie got some tissues. They dabbed Annie's face and she still looked angelic. June stuck her head in the bathroom to find out what all the noise was about. Leslie looked at her and said, “Oh it was nothing. Little Annie had an accident. I think we have it all worked out now. Don’t we Annie?” Ashlie responded meekly, “Yes. I guess.” June’s mom said from behind her, “Good, then let’s get this marriage ceremony going.”

Leslie and Maddie helped Annie to stand up off of the couch. Ashlie was standing funny. She couldn’t put her legs together. The cloth diapers were so thick that they held her legs apart. “I can’t put my legs together.” leslie looked at her seriously, “Are we going to have another incident little girl? Walk slowly. You’ll be fine. We don’t have time for this.” Some lady from the church pushed a large basket with flowers into Annie's hands. There was a pile of rose petals in the middle. She was supposed to sprinkle the rose petals all along the aisle in front of the bridal party. She found herself waddling out of the room. As ashlie walked she found that if she swung her legs and her bottom, she could walk in a waddling gait. Of course, that just emphasized her now voluminous bloomers which called attention to themselves under her skirts. As she passed each pew the mothers and kids all noted how cute the flower girl was and wondered why she still appeared to be wearing diapers. She could hear some of the whispers and she cried as she waddled up the aisle. Everyone assumed that she was shedding tears of joy. They did not realize they were tears of shame and embarrassment at her loss of adult status and her own childish behavior. Ashlie sat at the head of the aisle at the foot of the altar. There everyone could see her along with the bride and groom. There was no where for her to run. After the ceremony, she followed the new couple down the aisle along with the rest of the wedding party. Outside, she was part of the receiving line. She stood next to Maddie for protection from the taunts and teasing. The ring bearer and his friends kept up a quiet ongoing teasing. They kept calling her baby Annie. They asked her if she was wet or dry. More pictures were now taken. These included the entire wedding party. Pictures were taken both in and outside of the church. Again there were pictures which the photographer knew would highlight the little flower girl and her cute rumba panties. Soon everyone moved into the limousines to go to the reception. Ashlie had dreamt of June’s reception. She wondered if she might meet a cute guy and get laid after the wedding. Who knew where it might lead. Now she was sitting on a pillow which was the diapers on her bottom. Maddie was sitting next to Becky. “Hey, Annie do you remember when you were here several months ago to try on dresses? I wanted to tell you that I was wrong.” Ashlie looked up at maddie trying to understand what she was talking about. “Wrong, about what?” “Well last summer you kept saying how you thought the flower girl dress should be very frilly. And you liked that it matched the wedding dress. Remember?” ashlie felt like this was a set up and warily said, “Yes!” “And you insisted that the flower girl should have ringlet curly hair with flowers in it. You also insisted that lots of lace was needed. After they shortened the dress at your suggestion, they added the lacy panties in case they showed. Luckily, the bloomers cover up your diapers. But, I just wanted to tell you I was wrong. Now that I see it, I realize this is the perfect flower girl outfit. And the only thing that could have made it better was that you are wearing it instead of me.”

At the reception, the bridesmaids were seated at the head table. However, there was not a place for the flower girl. Luckily, there was not a kids table. Ashlie was assigned to sit with Leslie's husband Bill. There were other people assigned to the table but they were friends of the groom’s family. Ashlie sat at the table in a trance. She was pondering her situation. My relationship, with June and her family, is ruined. I feel like I am sitting here with a huge pillow under my bottom and pulled up between my legs. This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. Thank god no one outside of this town knows what is going on. My god what am I going to do when I have to go back to work next week. What will I tell people about the wedding? Everyone I work with knew I was going to a wedding. They’ll all ask. What about my hair? People were arriving for the reception. Two men approached the table. “Alright, this is great. I had no idea they were providing dates for the wedding. I get to sit with the flower girl. Hi honey, my name is Joshua. What’s yours?” At that moment, Ashlie had her second accident of the day. And she was suddenly crying again. Josh was very apologetic. Maddie ran over to find out what was wrong and took Annie to the bathroom to clean up her face. Bill told Josh that the flower girl’s name was Ashlie farmer and that she had been having a hard time the last few days and He probably just scared her. Josh gave out a small chuckle and said "funny thing? I wok with a Ashlie farmer." Maddie had no idea what the problem was. She asked Annie and she was reluctant to answer. Ashlie decided she would rather wear a wet diaper than admit to having another accident. But that was not the problem. She looked up at Maddie through bloodshot eyes and said, “This whole week has been one terrible thing after another. The only thing that got me through it was the knowledge I could go back to work next week and no one would know!” Maddie felt a little sympathy, but did not understand. “So?” “So! So! That guy that just came up to the table works with me. He is one of my chief rivals at the company. He is a loud mouth jerk. And if he figures this out, my life is ruined. Totally!”

Joshua was very apologetic when they returned to the table. He offered to get Ashlie a drink from the bar and brought back a glass of lemonade. Annie was trying to just get through the reception. She sat at the table in her wet diaper wondering how she got here. Josh and his buddy would drag annie out on the dance floor for every few dances. They thought it was hilarious to dance with the little flower girl. The photographer got lots of pictures of them dancing. There were pictures at the tables and Josh just would not go away. Her attempts to get him to go elsewhere were perceived as a child trying to sulk. They would have none of it. Any time Annie tried to move towards the bathroom, either Maddie or Leslie would jump up to escort her. They would ask her if she needed to use the bathroom and offer to help her with her outfit. She would tell them she was trying to avoid Joshua. Ashlie didn’t want them to know she had wet the diapers but she hoped to get rid of them. Ashlie was unable to ditch the diapers but she had clean hands. As the afternoon and early evening passed, Ashlie's diaper became more and more uncomfortable. She grew desperate to use the toilet. It seemed like she could not think for herself. Joshua and his buddy along with several other men had made it their mission to keep annie on the dance floor. She did enjoy the dancing, but was constantly worried about detection of either the diaper or who she actually was. Then Marvin, the ring bearer, and his buddies showed up. They were pulling her hair and teasing her. Ashlie did not know where to go. Now when she needed them Josh and his buddy were no where to be seen. No Maddie. No Leslie. Ashlie moved to a corner of the room and was trying to avoid the boys. They were trying to tickle her and tease her about wearing diapers. Ashlie was laughing when tickled and or crying. Then her bladder let go and she had her third accident of the day. No one seemed to notice it this time. She just kept crying. But it was devastating for ashlie to realize that she had just had another accident at the wedding. She could not believe that she had reused the wet diaper she had now been wearing for hours. And the only positive thing that came to her mind was that at least her diaper was no longer cold. What was wrong with her, she wondered. Someone got the boys to leave. A lady helped her wipe away her tears. Ashlie moved back over to the table and sat down. She was sitting on a drenched diaper. She felt the wetness all around. The party was winding down. As everyone started gathering up their things to leave, Maddie came looking for Annie. The two of them made their way over to where her mother and dad, Leslie and Bill, were waiting. Ashlie still had that waddle due to the diapers. But Leslie detected something else. They pointed to the door and Leslie walked behind annie. And that was when she saw the telltale sag that went with the waddle indicating that the person she was following had a totally soaked diaper. Leslie was incredulous.

When they got to the car, Leslie told Ashlie to hold up. She reached into the trunk of the car and retrieved an old towel that Bill kept there. She placed it on the back seat. Then she looked sternly at Ashlie and said, “Well miss potty pants, it looks like you decided to use your diapers instead of the big girl potty. I don’t want to hear any excuses. Nothing can possibly justify this. Sit on this towel so I can change you" Bill just shook his head. He could not figure out what was happening. Maddie was thrilled at taking Annie down another notch. Maddie stuck her fingers in the side of Annie's plastic pants and exclaimed, “Her diaper is totally soaked! don’t leak on our car. Do I need to get you a booster seat?”Ashlie was devastated, again. She was crying as they drove home. Leslie continued to lecture her on her juvenile behavior. Ashlie realized things were not going to get better when they got home. One more night in this hell, she thought. Leslie and Maddie marched her right up to the bedroom. Leslie picked her up put her on the plastic covered changing table. Ashlie began to complain and leslie put an immediate stop to that with a quick swat to her inner thighs. She quickly pulled her dress over her head and handed it to Maddie. She then laid her down and began removing the bloomers and plastic pants. She was dealing with Ashlie like a real baby. And Ashlie was about ready to give up. Her Diapers were soaked and they had been soaked for hours. “I can’t believe this. Did you just sit around and wet yourself all afternoon?” Ashlie was crying. She did not even respond. As Leslie removed the diaper, she gasped. Annie's crotch was red. “Well, miss potty pants you have earned yourself a really good case of diaper rash. That’ll be around for a few days. It serves you right. Maddie grab the diaper rash crème."

Maddie was stunned. She grabbed the crème. Her mother washed the area with a damp cloth and dried her off with a clean dry flannel. Ashlie was wearing nothing but her white anklet socks and a childish camisole. Leslie then picked ashlie up and moved over to the bed. Whereupon, she placed Ashlie across her lap and began to spank her with great force. “I have NEVER been so embarrassed by anyone in my entire life! Imagine a girl your age can’t get to the bathroom. Don’t you know every mother there had to have noticed your condition? I am astounded someone else didn’t offer to change you. You have an important role in my sister’s wedding and YOU behave like a spoiled child. Well you won’t be sitting down comfortably for a while young lady!” Leslie continued to spank Ashlie's bottom. Ashlie cried and just whimpered, “I’m sorry. Aunt Leslie, I’m sorry!” She repeated it over and over again. Leslie continued to chastise her as the spanking continued. Ashlie continued to cry and her breathing was in heaving choking breaths. When she was done, Leslie put Ashlie back on the changing table and applied the diaper rash crème everywhere. Turning to the closet, Leslie retrieved a new set of super thick cotton diapers and efficiently bundled Ashlie up in them. She then put a clean pair of plastic pants on her. Sitting on the changing table in a huge cloth diaper wearing nothing but white socks and a child’s camisole, Ashlie looked like an overgrown 2 year old. Maddie grabbed the camera and took a quick picture. Ashlie was still crying.

Ashlie begged Aunt Leslie to let her use the bathroom. Leslie just laughed. “Now you want to use the big girl bathroom? I don’t think so. You wanted this. You‘ve got it. After tomorrow, you’ll be gone. I wonder if the big girl will return or if you will just keep acting like a little girl.” Leslie left the room for a minute and returned with a blanket sleeper that Maddie had used a couple of years ago. It resembled the sleepers baby’s are put in. She slipped it onto Ashlie and zipped her up. With her ringlet covered head, she looked like a Shirley Temple wannabee. Ashlie was moved to the crib. Leslie looked at ashlie and stated, “Don’t you dare get out of that bed for anything. I’ll send Maddie up with something to drink and you can just go to sleep. Maybe tomorrow you can try to explain your actions?” Leslie did not want to deal with Ashlie any more. Leslie told Maddie to get Ashlie some juice or something out of the refrigerator and take it up to her. Make sure she hasn’t gotten out of bed and then leave her alone. Maddie found an old sippy cup in the cupboard and filled it with prune juice. She took it up to Ashlie. Ashlie was still whimpering and ignored her. Maddie left the cup on a table at the end of the crib. She pulled the side up and left. Maddie couldn’t help herself. She slipped in several hours later with another warm bowl of water. In the morning things were not much better. Maddie reported to her mother that Ashlie was in bed and that she was soaked again. Leslie fumed for a little while before going to take care of their “little girl”. “As far as I’m concerned you are a little girl who has no control her bodily functions. Therefore, you will leave my home appropriately dressed to protect your clothes and those around you. I will put you in a nice matching outfit and we will drop you off for your flight. Then, we will be done with this horrible chain of events.” Leslie and Maddie dressed Ashlie in clean thick diapers. Leslie asked Maddie to apply more of the diaper cream to ashlie's diaper rash which was not getting any better. Maddie did her crotch and then greased up a finger with diaper cream and picked Ashlie's legs up. She slid her finger along the crack of Ashlie's bottom. As she did, she slid the finger along with a strong overnight suppository into Annie's anus. Ashlie let out a gasp and said "watch what your doing!" Maddie acted as if it was an accidental slip and said sorry. It seemed that Ashlie was unaware of what really happen. It was Maddie's final secret gift to Ashlie. As Maddie wiped cream around Ashlie's Butt hole, Ashlie began to complain but a quick slap from Maddie on her still red buttocks silenced her.

The diaper pins had a metal clasp. Maddie pinched the clasp with a pair of pliers to make them virtually impossible to remove. She explained that Ashlie could deal with it when she got home. Annie slipped on a crisp white blouse followed by a brown pleated skirt. Maddie tied a little tie around her neck. She said it went with this outfit. She wore knee high stockings and brown oxford shoes. A brown headband that matched the skirt held her hair out of her eyes. Maddie held a coat which matched the skirt. In its pocket was a small beret that matched the outfit. Maddie packed up what few belongings Ashlie had arrived with in a bag which had some school logo on it. She told Ashlie that since she lost her luggage, she could have this bag. Ashlie's bra and adult underwear were put in the trash. Ashlie tried to tell Aunt Leslie she was sorry for all the trouble. Leslie seemed unfazed. Becky climbed out of the car with her ticket in one hand with her coat in the crook of her arm and carrying the school emblazoned satchel in her other hand. When the plane landed ashlie was getting uncomfortable. She had visited the lavatory on the plane and she could not loosen the diaper pins. She needed to pee and her body was telling her that it wanted to do other things too. She refused to use the diapers. Ashlie just wanted to get home as soon as possible. She wanted to forget this ordeal. Ashlie got off the plane and was waddling/walking with the other passengers when she heard a woman call her name. “Annie. Ashlie? I’m your driver. Come on over here honey.” ashlie looked around. She had not ordered a driver. “Mrs. Wilson called and let me know what flight you were on.”

Oh. How strange Ashlie thought? Maybe Leslie wasn’t really that mad. She walked over towards the lady. “ashlie, I am Mrs. Prentice.” “Hello Mrs. Prentice. I wasn’t expecting to see you.” “I know honey. Listen, its chilly outside. I’ll hold your bag while you put on your coat.” Great she’s another pandering adult thought Ashlie. Mrs. Prentice took the bag "Ashlie put the coat on." It was a fitted coat with no collar. It seemed odd. But hey, given Leslie's and Maddie's attitudes, it was some kid’s clothes they did not want. Something was better than nothing if it was cold. She was just looking forward to getting back to her place, getting out of these clothes, USING A BATHROOM, and putting her own clothes back on. As they walked out the door to the airport, Mrs. Prentice guided her over towards a passenger van. There was a man standing near the back door. He had the doors open and as they approached, he nodded to Mrs. Prentice and said, “Hello little lady. Let me take your bag.” And he held out his hand. Ashlie was stunned there were two of them. “Why are there two of you?” Mrs. Prentice chuckled “We always travel with at least two escorts. Let me help you in” Ashlie thought there was something odd. This did not seem like the normal limo service. But, she was in a hurry to get home and she overlooked the odd issues. She carefully climbed into the second row of seats. Mrs. Prentice got a good view of her diapered behind. Smiling, Mrs. Prentice climbed into the third row behind her. “Don’t forget your seat belt?” The driver said as he closed the doors. Ashlie didn’t notice the logo on the side doors since they were not visible when the doors were open. Otherwise, she would have been surprised to see the same logo as was on her bag. Also, that logo was on the breast of the coat she had just put on. “Ashlie we were very excited to hear from Leslie Wilson. She is a great benefactor to St. Tinian’s. Yes, your aunt was very insistent that we pick you up today. She and your Aunt June both went to our school. She mentioned you would have the St. Tinian’s bag.” She was pointing at Ashlie's bag on the floor. “That’s how I knew who you were.” “What are you talking about? What is St. Triniar? What is gong on here?” ashlie was trying to understand what was happening. She realized that Mrs. Prentice had on a jacket with the same logo as the one on her bag. That’s strange. “St. Tinian’s. As I’m sure Aunt leslie explained, we are the best girl’s school in this part of the country. And I assured her that we would cure your bed wetting problem and any other behavior issues before we let you move on to the high school. That way you won’t have to wear those bulky diapers anymore. Of course, that gives us a few years to work on our problems. Luckily, your uniform hides the diapers from most observers.” Ashlie shook her head in confusion “I’m too old for school? Years, what grade do you think I’m in? I don’t have to wear diapers. I have to go to work.” Ashlie was stunned. She couldn’t be going to some girl’s school. She was an adult, not a grade school student. Had Leslie and maddie set her up? What did she mean saying I’m wearing the school uniform? Suddenly, the last week totally caught up with her. She couldn’t control it anymore. Her mind went on autopilot. The suppository finally completed its task. All self control was lost. She began to cry. Ashlie's system totally voided. The smell filled the vehicle. “There, there honey. We’ll make a lady out of you before you know it. Bill you’ll need to pull over so I can change our new young lady’s diapers. Oh my god? She smells like she filled them to the brim. I brought some clean diapers after they told me your condition. I’ll bet you can’t wait for your older cousin Maddie to get back to school in a few days. She’ll be a good example for you.” Ashlie continued to cry as the van pulled off the road so her diapers could be changed by some stranger who picked her up at the airport. She was apparently going to be enrolled in grade school instead of going back to work. She was so confused all she could do was mumble to herself and wonder what else could possibly happen.