Persona 4 Regression ULTIMAX! Part 5

Chie blushed upon seeing her longtime childhood friend bounding playfully toward her. Behind her Mrs. Satonaka chuckled before giving her a little push into the room. “Have fun sweetie, I’ll be back after work today.’’

“Wait!” Chie exclaimed, realizing her mother’s intention, “Are you just going to leave me here?” She unconsciously tried turning to question her mother, causing her feet to get tangled beneath her, setting her up to fall backward.

She was happy to discover that the new thicker padding she’d been taped into served to cushion the impact on her bottom, as did the fuzzy carpet of the room.

Her first thought as she landed was one of confusion as she noticed how surprisingly squishy the padding was before it dawned on her that the absorbent core had become slightly waterlogged. Even more disturbing was that the padding had cooled down a while ago leaving the clammy wet material clung to her rear.

“When did I—!?”

Diverting her gaze from the soggy padding, Chie looked up at her mother standing in the doorway giggling at her. “Just like when you were younger,” she said, “yes honey I’m leaving you here. I’ve still got work. This program is meant to try and retrain you in areas you’ve been having difficulty learning–it’s going to help you. Don’t be scared, I promise I’ll come get you at the end of the day.”

Her eyes widening with understanding and resignation, Chie turned her attention from her mom to the room around her. The walls had cutesy animals all over them; it looked more or less like a normal classroom only floor with foam mats, the assorted bins in primary colors, and the blank potty charts on the wall told Chie it was meant for a group of students much less mature than high schoolers. At least, it would if everything wasn’t so big. It was all perfectly sized for adults to use.

“This is a daycare!” Chie exclaimed indignantly, moving to push herself up for the floor to confront her mother. She’d only gotten onto her knees when a sudden weight appeared hanging around her shoulders along with a muffled crinkling and the gentle tickle of Yukiko’s hair against her face.

“Yay!” Yukiko cheered, “Chie-chan gets to stay and play!”

Chie shuddered, recognizing how weird her longtime friend was acting, but upon reflecting on her recent actions she’d admittedly shared those strange tendencies and it was hard to forget about her constantly waning bladder control.

“Yuki-chan noooo.” Chie said, squirming under her friend’s hug. She wanted to get up, to try and talk to her mom and tell her this wasn’t the right place for her. With her focus on Yukiko she failed to notice that somebody had approached and taken her mother’s attention while she was distracted.

A silver-haired woman wearing a white dress spoke in hushed whispers to Mrs. Satonaka, just outside of Chie’s range of hearing. The thing that bothered her the most was that whoever this person was seemed familiar to Chie–very familiar in fact.

Behind her Yukiko tumbled away, relieving the weight from Chie’s shoulders. As she heaved a relieved sigh Chie finally sat upright on her knees before she frowned in confusion.  It was strange to think, but after spending all this time trying to get up, she just couldn’t understand why she would need to stand right now. Instead, she placed her hands in front of her and crawled forward. She sat her soggy bottom directly at her mother’s feet, looking up at the two “adults” with hopeful eyes. “Mommy?” she said.

To her surprise, she was ignored. She tried again, speaking up just a little to make her presence known, but still received no attention. Seeing no other option she waited patiently for the pair to finish their conversation.

Across the room Yukiko, tired of waiting for Chie, turned her attention elsewhere and was digging through one of the multicolored bins. With nothing better to do Chie watched her, trying to discern what was wrong with her.

It seemed the dark-haired girl was content to just act babyish, with more interest in delving for toys in the bin than solving their predicament. In the midst of reaching into the depths of the bin–likely to pull out yet another toy to offer to share with Chie–it looked like an important thought struck her when she perked up attentively. Having her hopes raised for finally getting some information out of her friend, Chie had just started moving when the back of Yukiko’s diaper bulged out, clearly showing Chie how wrong her assumption was

Chie was shocked watching her friend strain, obviously pushing a substantial load into the diaper she was wearing. The bulge of her padding drooped, stretching the bottom material of her onesie with its weight. Yukiko let out a soft grunt of exertion followed by a sigh of relaxation. Her eyes fluttered as her mess finished with a noisy bout of flatulence.

The former police trainee’s jaw practically dropped at the shamelessness of her friend’s accident. It didn’t even seem to phase Yukiko however as she wasted no time returning to rummaging through the object she’d been hanging onto for support while pushing stinky gunk into her padding like a toddler.

Not sure what else to do Chie pulled at her mother’s pant leg. “Mommy,” she said, finally grabbing her mother’s attention, “Yuki-chan pooped herself.”

The pair looked down at Chie for a moment before turning to Yukiko who had finally found the perfect stuffed animal. Chie watched the silver-haired woman’s red eyes flick between the two of them before chuckling. “It seems I have my work cut out for me.” she said, “You can rest assured Mrs. Satonaka, I’ll take good care of Chie-chan. Hopefully we’ll have her out of diapers in no time. I'm positive her track record can be just as good as Yukiko-chan's if she sets her mind to it.” As if to prove her point, she gestured towards the group potty chart on the nearby wall.

Chie noted the presence of each of her friends’ names on the chart before focusing on Yukiko’s row. Already having a bad feeling given how little effort Yukiko made to avoid using her diaper, her fears were proven correct when she saw no less than one lightning bolt sticker under each day of the week, not counting the numerous raindrop stickers.

“That can’t seriously be what they consider good potty training progress… right? What does that mean for me if I’m below that?

Chie’s mother nodded in agreement, saying a few parting words before turning to her daughter. “You behave for Ms. Nami now, okay? I’ll be back in a little while.”

Chie, not wanting to be left here, broke free from her worried thoughts and reached out for her mother who had turned to leave. Before she had a chance to voice her protest a pacifier was slipped into her mouth by the daycare attendant.

The silver-haired woman approached Yukiko, lifting her with ease and carrying her to a changing table. “Once I get Yukiko changed, I’ll do you next Chie. I noticed your diaper was soggy when you walked in. We’ll have you in a nice fresh diaper before the rest of your friends arrive.”