'goid girl's praised Helen, patting her head, 'that deserve a star's she pulled out a pack of stickers, putting one gold star on the potty chart in the wall. Emma blushed as this woman has no right to treat her like a toddler, but she did felt good going tinkles in the potty, it's better then wetting herself.
Helen then pulled out a package of adult pull-ups, 'I am not wearing those!' said Emma stomping her foot, trying to stand her ground despite being bottomless right now.
Helen tut her finger, 'You need proper protection, I don't want to have to clean up your messes if you have an accident on the couch'
'But I won't!' yelled Emma
Helen gave her a glare, that made the poor celebrity coward, 'its either this or diapers' she said sternly, 'and I don't mind giving your bottom a smack'
Emma whimpered, her bum still stinging from her recent spanking, plus she really doesn't want to wear diapers. 'ok' she said 'ill wear the training pants' she doesn't want to call them something so infantile. She reach out to grab it but Helen pulled them away, Emma sobbed as Helen bend down, opening the pull-ups for her to step into, they were pink, with belle on the front holding a flower.
Emma held onto her shoulders and put one leg through, then the other through the hole, Helen pulled them up her legs and her thigh as she pulled them on her. Emma stood, feeling the pull-ups on her like padded Pantone's, at least this proves she can still use the potty. Helen smiled, 'now let's get you properly dressed' she said, tugging at her pink shirt. Emma pulled no resistance as her shirt was pulled over her head, leaving her in her bra, but Helen soon undid that and pulled. She quickly covered her breasts as she blushed, standing half naked and hoping no one will walk in. She turn to go to her room when nanny grab the rim of her puulups, stopping her, 'where are you going?' she asked in that stern voice.
Emma whimpered, looking back, 'to... To my closet' she said.
Helen shook her head, 'ypu don't have any appropriate clothes, which is why we are going shopping' she said
'But I can't go out like this, I'm nakie!' whimpers Emma, not want any paparazzi to catch her wearing pull-ups, all the headlines will call her a big baby. Helen got out a large childish looking dress, she got Emma into it.
Emma stood as the dress reach her knees, sitting on the couch while Helen put on some silly Mary Jane shoes on her feet. At least this will cover up her underwear, she thought to herself. Helen beamed as she took Emma's hand, they both soon got out the door.
Soon....
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