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Mark and Sarah talked while she changed her sisters. In Marie's case it wasn't too embarrassing, which was good for her as her would-be boyfriend was in the room. Sarah just slid off her wet Pull-Ups and slipped her into a new pair. Erika wasn't so lucky. Compared to her sister's easy change of undergarmets, she thought her own was utterly humiliating. She had her diaper removed and her exposed bottom powdered before being taped into a new pair of Pampers Kid-Line. By the time Sarah patted her on the butt and told her she was done, her face was as red as the sun. The fact that Marie was standing by smirking didn't make her feel much better.

"Anyway, we gotta get going if we're gonna make the show," Sarah said as Erika moved back toward the couch. "You two won't burn down the house or anything will you?"

Marie said nothing. Erika was on the couch, her face still red, "We'll uh... we'll be okay."

"Great. C'mon, I gotta tell you about..."

She and Mark headed out the door. Marie sat down on the floor to watch TV in the same spot Sarah occupied when Erika came home from school just that afternoon. Erika put her head down and thought.

She needed to think about what she would do at school. She asked her mom at dinner if she would add some length to her school skirts, so she would be safe from more teasing over her pampers. And Sarah was going to take her by the mall today so she could get some new everyday skirts for after school (she found out most of the ones she had weren't quite as long as she needed them to be). But someone was bound to find out, and then it would be all over the school. And what would she do if she needed a change in-between classes.

She looked at the package of diapers in the corner that Sarah had changed her with. The label still read Pampers Kid-Line. She wondered why they would make that. It didn't seem like there would be a very high demand for it. She considered for a brief moment simply using the perfume on people she knew would bug her at school, but she snubbed that idea. She couldn't tell what the effects of the perfume were and what made them react. So far it had managed to turn two girls into three-year-olds, one into a sixteen-year-old, and make another incontinent. And there were no instructions about its use...

She heard Marie giggle. Looking up, she saw the girl smirking at her over her shoulder. Erika tried to ask "What" but it came out muffled.

"Stupid diaper baby," Marie giggled before turning back to the TV.

Erika thought Marie must be referring to her diapers again, but she then noticed that her thumb was in her mouth and she was sucking on it rather vividly. She pulled it out, looking at it as though it wasn't hers. She didn't remember putting it in. And she couldn't have been that deep in thought, could she?

As Erika pondered things, Marie flipped through channels. She was thinking about Mark. He was a real dork and there was nothing she found appealing about him save his position and his looks. But when she saw him tonight, neither didn't seem that important to her. She was still mad that her baby sister was totally treading on her turf, and Mark seemed cute in terms of appearance. But kissing him or doing anything with him just seemed so.... gross.

She turned to the MTV show she was watching and frowned. It was really dull and stupid. She flipped to find something better.

Erika was feeling alot more tired then usual, and stifled a yawn behind her hand as her mother walked in.

"Sarah leave on her date?" At Erika's nodding, she smiled. "Good. I've got your bottle here, Erika, so you can drink it before you and your sister go to bed."

Erika nodded, spying the baby bottle in her mother's hand. She drank from a bottle that night at dinner, which by comparison wasn't that embarrassing (although she was miffed to notice Marie got a sippy cup). This would take some getting used to... Nine was her bedtime before she sprayed herself, and that had stayed the same at least. She just didn't understand why she felt so tired.

Veronica handed the bottle to her and she started sucking. It was pleasantly surprising how warm and creamy the formula inside was. She already felt sleepy, but as the milk reached her stomach she felt even more so. Soon she lowered the bottle, a trickle of its unswallowed contents going down her chin as she felt the white liquid sloshing back and forth in her tummy.

Her mother eyed the bit of formula at the bottom of the bottle, "You finished?"

Erika nodded, "Uh-Huh."

Veronica smiled. Erika never finished the whole thing. She helped the girl up and led her toward her room. She helped the sleepy-head into her pajamas before heading downstairs and turning off the cartoons Marie was watching.

"Hey!"

"That's enough Marie," Veronica said simply, tossing the remote onto the couch. "Time for bed."

Marie glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's jus' Nine!"

Veronica nodded, "Yes, and nine o' clock means bedtime for you and Erika-" She blinked, looking at the little girl on the carpet. "When did you learn to tell time."

"Uh..."

"Oh, Marie I'm so proud of you!" Veronica picked the tot up and snuggled her before pointing at the clock. "You're right, the big hand is on the 12, and the little hand is on the 9. You're getting to be such a big girl. To think you'll be in preschool next year."

Marie sighed as her mother carried her up the stairs. She had to get big again, 'cause she couldn't imagine what preschool would be like.

The next morning Erika arose slowly. She was warm and safe as usual, but something below her waist felt clammy and gross.

A moment later she poked her head out into the hall, looking back and forth. She looked at the living room from upstairs, and could see Marie sitting on the couch eating cereal and watching cartoons, still in her pajamas. Erika had gotten a look at her diaper, but she didn't seem to know how to change it. Embarrassing as it was, she desperately needed mom or Sarah to be up and awake, because she was completely soiled under her nightgown.

"Hey, Kiddo."

She looked to see Sarah coming up the stairs. As she approached, the blonde girl sniffed the air and laughed, "God, you smell. Need a change, Kiddo?"

Blushing, she nodded and Sarah led her back into her room.

"Erika?" Sarah called from downstairs, "We're waiting!"

Erika took one last look at herself in the mirror. She didn't like pants, and only had one pair of jeans, but she had thrown on one of the few skirts she thought was long enough to hide her diaper. Still a little self-conscious though, she had been checking herself in the mirror since dressing. At first glance she was just wearing a short-sleeved pink shirt and a light blue skirt, but on closer glance, her butt and hips looked a little big and curvy, giving her a ballooned waist. She didn't think anyone would notice, though.

"Okay, I'm coming."

She headed downstairs, spotting Sarah at the bottom.

"Hey, kiddo. Marie's already in the car. Got your backpack ready."

Sarah tossed her a different, smaller backpack then the one she took to school. Looking inside, Erika could see about four or five diapers, talcum powder, her wallet, and two bottles of formula. Two of Marie's training pants were in there too, just in case she supposed. At least she wasn't carting around a diaper bag.

Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she and Sarah headed out to the car. But the sight of Marie strapped in a carseat in the backseat, pouting like hell made Erika double over in laughter. She climbed into the backseat too (at least happy that she wasn't in a carseat), and Sarah got in to drive them mall-ward. The SUV was a hand-me-down to Sarah after mom got a new car. Erika looked out the window on the way there when she suddenly heard Marie giggling behind her. She wasn't sure what was so funny until she found her thumb was in her mouth again. Turning pink, she plucked it out.

After Sarah pulled into the parking lot, she got out to help Marie out of her carseat. Erika got out herself, before Sarah motioned for her to stop. Taking Marie's hand, the blonde headed over to her sister and checked Erika's diaper.

"Huh, that was fast," she commented, feeling a dampness between her fingers. "Well, c'mon."

Erika blinked, struck dumb. "H-here? Now?"

Sarah looked at her, somewhat surprised at her kid sister's reaction, "Well, yeah. You can't walk around wet all day."

If Erika thought it was embarrassing getting changed in front of Mark, a total stranger, she was totally petrified when Sarah guided her to sit on the open trunk of the SUV and unbuttoned her skirt. Having your diaper changed outside in broad daylight with people walking back and forth through the parking lot was infinately more embarrassing then having it done inside with a stranger in the room. By the time Sarah taped the new diaper on and told her she was done, Erika wanted to sink into the cement and die. Her face redder then the sun, she buttoned her skirt back on.

The three sisters began to head toward the doors of the mall, Marie being forced to take Sarah's hand. As they entered the air-conditioned building, Sarah looked to Erika, "So where you gonna be?"

Erika opened her mouth to speak when something caught her eye, "Marie, you okay?"

The black-haired tot was doing a little dance, hopping from one foot to the other. Left foot, right foot. Left foot, right foot.

Sarah smiled, "I know what that means. C'mon, Cowgirl."

Sarah led Marie quickly and quietly to the nearest lady's room. Erika followed, but as her two sisters walked in, she stopped outside the door, self-conscious. A moment later Marie walked out with a grin on her face, Sarah right behind her.

"You're getting alot better," Erika's former younger sister said encouragingly to her former older sister. "Keep it up and you'll get big-girl-pants soon."

Marie felt pride welling up inside her. She wasn't just basking in this to make Erika jealous anymore. It actually felt good to get praised like this, even if it was just for something like pissing in the bowl.

Sarah turned away from Marie to the blushing Erika. "Anyway, where you gonna be?"

Erika blinked before answering, "Oh... well, I was gonna go to get some new skirts, then maybe head to the bookstore."

"Great," Sarah nodded happily. "I'm just gonna drop Cowgirl off in the play area and then I've got some things to do."

Marie looked up at the mention of her new pet-name. Play area?

She then spotted where Sarah was leading her. There was a big section in the center of the mall full of bright-colored plastic play equipment around a huge kid's castle. It was where some kids were left while older kids went about their business. Before Marie could object, Sarah put her on the other side of the waist-high wall and was over her head.

"You be good now. I'll check up on you in a minute."

So Marie was left fuming, and with nothing else to do, she begrudgingly headed toward the play equipment.

Sarah headed into the usual CD store. While considering if it was worth buy a whole CD for just a few good songs, she heard a voice behind her.

"You should do your shopping online. It's cheaper."

"Mark!" she cried, turning around to hug to baseball star.

"Hey, baby." They kissed, and he smiled, "So what're you doing here?"

Sarah shrugged, "Erika wanted to come by, so here I am getting CDs." She smiled, "I had a really good time last night."

"Me too," he said. They began to walk out of the store. "You're not doing anything next week, are you?"

"Not yet," she replied tauntingly.

Mark smiled "Because I know a great place. I think you'll like it."

"I'll be there."

Mark grinned, "Really? Great! See you there, baby!"

Mark moved to leave, when Sarah put a hand on his shoulder.

"Mark? Please don't call me that."

In the play area, Marie would say she was having a good time if wasn't too stubborn to admit it. She was particularly enjoying the sea of balls. She couldn't even find the bottom, it was so deep. Poking the top of her head out of the multi-colored plastic balls, she puttered around, pretending she was a deadly man-eating shark. THat's when she spotted someone.

There was a boy with blue eyes and brown hair carefully getting into the ball pit. Marie had been feeling differently about boys recently. They seemed gross now. Disgusting. And this one was the worst of all- horribly pathetic and sad looking. Taking one of the balls in her hand, the great shark struck.

The boy turned, holding the back of his head, "Hey!"

Stifling an evil laugh, Marie dived again, waiting to strike. The boy moved over to where she last was and she popped up behind him, hitting him again with a ball.

"Quit it!"

Marie stuck her tongue out before diving again. This time the boy dived as well. In a matter of seconds, they bumped heads. Both quickly popped out of the top, rubbing their foreheads.

"Stupid!" Marie cried, glaring at the boy.

"Am not." The boy had tears in his eyes for a moment but blinked them back. "Why'dja throw balls at me?"

Marie smirked, "'Cause you're dumb." With that she dived again.

The boy in question, Dean, didn't like this mean girl. He began to move toward the barrier of the ball pit, planning to head to the slides. As he slung one foot over the edge, Marie popped up on the other side.

"You cannot escape!"

She began to pelt Dean with balls again, causing him to run.

"Marie!"

The tot looked up to see her now-elder sister standing over her at the edge of the pit. She grabbed the girl by the underarms and held her to face-level.

"You wanna tell me why you were throwing balls at that poor boy?"

Marie frowned at her blonde sister, "'Cause he was gross."

Sarah's expression went from one of anger to one of confusion to one of amusement, "Oh... I see."

The tot kicked her feet in the hair, "See what?" Sarah set her on the ground beside the ball pit, "See what?"

The elder sister turned, smirking as Marie sat on the floor putting her velcro shoes back on, "Marie's got a boyfriend."

Marie blinked, feeling once again that twinge of disgust at the thought of having a boyfriend, "Nuh-uh!"

"Yes, you do," said Sarah, bending down. "There were other boys in the ball-pit but you only attacked him. I think someone's got a little crush, eh?"

Marie pouted. Sarah was enjoying this way too much. "Do not! He's gross an' stupid, an' dumb!" She folded her arms, to emphasize that the subject was closed.

"Yeah, sure." said Sarah, a smirk remaining on her face. She grabbed Marie's hand. "C'mon, let's go find Erika."

With Marie in hand, Sarah walked through the mall, looking back and forth. Until she spotted her. Erika had her back to them and was shyly peering around a coke machine at some benches. Sarah crept up behind her slowly.

"Boo."

"EEEK!"

Erika wheeled around, breathing hard but calming down slightly when she saw it was her sisters. Sarah just laughed loudly.

"A little high-strung, aren't we? What for?"

Erika blushed, looking at the ground, "No... no reason."

"Then what were you looking at?" the blonde asked, making to look around the edge of the machine.

"NO!" Erika flew her hands up. "Don't look, he'll see us."

"Him?" Sarah smirked. Both her little sisters seemed to be discovering love today. "A boy you know, Erika?"

Erika stared dead-fixed on the ground, blushing like mad, "Well... well, yes."

Sarah leaned to look closer at her face, "A boy you like, mayhaps?"

The girl said nothing, but gave a feeble little nod. Sarah let out a bold laugh and whapped her sister on the back.

"HA! First Marie, then you! My baby sisters are growing up! Well, get out there."

Erika blinked, worried. "G-Get out there? What do you mean?"

"Y'know! Go talk to him."

She shook her head, but Sarah put a hand on her shoulder and shoved her out from behind the Coke machine.

"You'll thank me for this later."

Erika was out in the open. She knew Sarah wouldn't let her run from this. She walked slowly, trying to control and trembling toward the bench Tim was sitting on.

"Hey uh... M-mind if I sit here?"

"Hm? Oh, sure."

Erika sat down, self-conscious of not only her diaper but everything about her she found at all negative.

Tim smiled, "Wow. Two days in a row. What're the odds?"

"Yeah.... I uh... I came here to get some more skirts and I saw you sitting here."

Tim nodded, smelling the air, "You still smell like peaches."

Erika nodded as well, "Yeah, that perfume seems to be long-lasting. It uh.... everyone I know that I've sprayed it on still smells like... y'know a certain way..."

Tim smiled again. And paused, apparently thinking.

"Erika?"

"Y-yes?" she replied in a rather high pitch.

"Would you like to go to the movies with me on Wednesday?"

Erika brightened up, feeling a great weight lifted off her shoulders, "R-Really? Sure! I'd love to go on Wednesday! If... if you really want to..."

"Of course."

Erika stood up suddenly, "Great!"

It was then that Erika realized her problem. After trying on skirts in the dressing room, when she put her skirt back on and left with her purchases, she only half-buttoned it. When she stood up, the button slipped out of its slot, pooling around her ankles and showing her diaper to Tim.

There was a pause as both parties blinked dumbly. Erika quickly snapped out of it and pulled her skirt back up to her waste fumbling her fingers to re-button it.

'Please don't say anything, please don't say anything, please don't say anything....' she kept repeating in her head.

Tim blinked again, "Erika... was that a diaper?"

Erika blushed, her fingers trembled so bad the skirt slipped down to her ankles again, "W-Well.... I... I have some problems with.... accidents..."

Tim smiled understanding, "I get it. You've just got that incontinent thing going around."

Erika blinked, face still beet red, "Going around?"

The boy nodded, "Yeah. Haven't you heard? Alot of kids in school are having problems like that."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I uh.... guess you do too...."

Erika sniffed the air, finding out why Tim slowed down. She had just messed herself, puffing out the back of her diaper.

'Oh God, no! Not in front of Tim!'

"S-Sorry!"

Tim held up his hands, "It's okay... we'll just have to do something about it before we go to the movie on Wednesday."

The girl blinked once more, "You... you still wanna go?"

He nodded, "Sure. I mean, I could...." he was about to suggest he change her if she needed it, but then realized what that would invovle her being naked from the waist down in lying in front of him. He blushed and stopped in mid-sentence. "I'm sure we'll think of something."

Erika smiled, her eyes becoming very big, "So... Wednesday?"

"Wednesday."

Tim headed off. Erika felt explosions going off inside her chest.

"Smooooth, kiddo."

Erika turned around to see Sarah standing over her. She squealed and wrapped her arms around her big sister's waist, snuggling her face into it, "We're going to the movies! You were right! You're the best big sister ever!"

Sarah cooly examined her nails, "I am aren't I? In return, I shall demand your life."

Marie made a "Hmph" noise beside them. "You're going out wifa boy. Boys're gross!"

Erika smirked at her formerly-big sister, "You're just jealous 'cause you don't have a date this week."

"I dun wan' date, smelly!"

Erika blushed strongly again. Marie was still able to get the upper hand with her. Sarah just chuckled, however.

"She's right, you do need a change. Got the skirts you needed?"

"Uh-Huh."

"Great let's get back to the car and clean you up. You may want to put that back on, though."

She pointed to the skirt still at Erika's feet. The girl blushed, grabbing it again. They walked out, Erika still on a perfect high, despite Marie's constant taunts of "Smelly sister! Smelly sister! Smelly sister!"

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Mark and Sarah talked while she changed her sisters. In Marie's case it wasn't too embarrassing, which was good for her as her would-be boyfriend was in the room. Sarah just slid off her wet Pull-Ups and slipped her into a new pair. Erika wasn't so lucky. Compared to her sister's easy change of undergarmets, she thought her own was utterly humiliating. She had her diaper removed and her exposed bottom powdered before being taped into a new pair of Pampers Kid-Line. By the time Sarah patted her on the butt and told her she was done, her face was as red as the sun. The fact that Marie was standing by smirking didn't make her feel much better.

"Anyway, we gotta get going if we're gonna make the show," Sarah said as Erika moved back toward the couch. "You two won't burn down the house or anything will you?"

Marie said nothing. Erika was on the couch, her face still red, "We'll uh... we'll be okay."

"Great. C'mon, I gotta tell you about..."

She and Mark headed out the door. Marie sat down on the floor to watch TV in the same spot Sarah occupied when Erika came home from school just that afternoon. Erika put her head down and thought.

She needed to think about what she would do at school. She asked her mom at dinner if she would add some length to her school skirts, so she would be safe from more teasing over her pampers. And Sarah was going to take her by the mall today so she could get some new everyday skirts for after school (she found out most of the ones she had weren't quite as long as she needed them to be). But someone was bound to find out, and then it would be all over the school. And what would she do if she needed a change in-between classes.

She looked at the package of diapers in the corner that Sarah had changed her with. The label still read Pampers Kid-Line. She wondered why they would make that. It didn't seem like there would be a very high demand for it. She considered for a brief moment simply using the perfume on people she knew would bug her at school, but she snubbed that idea. She couldn't tell what the effects of the perfume were and what made them react. So far it had managed to turn two girls into three-year-olds, one into a sixteen-year-old, and make another incontinent. And there were no instructions about its use...

She heard Marie giggle. Looking up, she saw the girl smirking at her over her shoulder. Erika tried to ask "What" but it came out muffled.

"Stupid diaper baby," Marie giggled before turning back to the TV.

Erika thought Marie must be referring to her diapers again, but she then noticed that her thumb was in her mouth and she was sucking on it rather vividly. She pulled it out, looking at it as though it wasn't hers. She didn't remember putting it in. And she couldn't have been that deep in thought, could she?

As Erika pondered things, Marie flipped through channels. She was thinking about Mark. He was a real dork and there was nothing she found appealing about him save his position and his looks. But when she saw him tonight, neither didn't seem that important to her. She was still mad that her baby sister was totally treading on her turf, and Mark seemed cute in terms of appearance. But kissing him or doing anything with him just seemed so.... gross.

She turned to the MTV show she was watching and frowned. It was really dull and stupid. She flipped to find something better.

Erika was feeling alot more tired then usual, and stifled a yawn behind her hand as her mother walked in.

"Sarah leave on her date?" At Erika's nodding, she smiled. "Good. I've got your bottle here, Erika, so you can drink it before you and your sister go to bed."

Erika nodded, spying the baby bottle in her mother's hand. She drank from a bottle that night at dinner, which by comparison wasn't that embarrassing (although she was miffed to notice Marie got a sippy cup). This would take some getting used to... Nine was her bedtime before she sprayed herself, and that had stayed the same at least. She just didn't understand why she felt so tired.

Veronica handed the bottle to her and she started sucking. It was pleasantly surprising how warm and creamy the formula inside was. She already felt sleepy, but as the milk reached her stomach she felt even more so. Soon she lowered the bottle, a trickle of its unswallowed contents going down her chin as she felt the white liquid sloshing back and forth in her tummy.

Her mother eyed the bit of formula at the bottom of the bottle, "You finished?"

Erika nodded, "Uh-Huh."

Veronica smiled. Erika never finished the whole thing. She helped the girl up and led her toward her room. She helped the sleepy-head into her pajamas before heading downstairs and turning off the cartoons Marie was watching.

"Hey!"

"That's enough Marie," Veronica said simply, tossing the remote onto the couch. "Time for bed."

Marie glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's jus' Nine!"

Veronica nodded, "Yes, and nine o' clock means bedtime for you and Erika-" She blinked, looking at the little girl on the carpet. "When did you learn to tell time."

"Uh..."

"Oh, Marie I'm so proud of you!" Veronica picked the tot up and snuggled her before pointing at the clock. "You're right, the big hand is on the 12, and the little hand is on the 9. You're getting to be such a big girl. To think you'll be in preschool next year."

Marie sighed as her mother carried her up the stairs. She had to get big again, 'cause she couldn't imagine what preschool would be like.

The next morning Erika arose slowly. She was warm and safe as usual, but something below her waist felt clammy and gross.

A moment later she poked her head out into the hall, looking back and forth. She looked at the living room from upstairs, and could see Marie sitting on the couch eating cereal and watching cartoons, still in her pajamas. Erika had gotten a look at her diaper, but she didn't seem to know how to change it. Embarrassing as it was, she desperately needed mom or Sarah to be up and awake, because she was completely soiled under her nightgown.

"Hey, Kiddo."

She looked to see Sarah coming up the stairs. As she approached, the blonde girl sniffed the air and laughed, "God, you smell. Need a change, Kiddo?"

Blushing, she nodded and Sarah led her back into her room.

"Erika?" Sarah called from downstairs, "We're waiting!"

Erika took one last look at herself in the mirror. She didn't like pants, and only had one pair of jeans, but she had thrown on one of the few skirts she thought was long enough to hide her diaper. Still a little self-conscious though, she had been checking herself in the mirror since dressing. At first glance she was just wearing a short-sleeved pink shirt and a light blue skirt, but on closer glance, her butt and hips looked a little big and curvy, giving her a ballooned waist. She didn't think anyone would notice, though.

"Okay, I'm coming."

She headed downstairs, spotting Sarah at the bottom.

"Hey, kiddo. Marie's already in the car. Got your backpack ready."

Sarah tossed her a different, smaller backpack then the one she took to school. Looking inside, Erika could see about four or five diapers, talcum powder, her wallet, and two bottles of formula. Two of Marie's training pants were in there too, just in case she supposed. At least she wasn't carting around a diaper bag.

Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she and Sarah headed out to the car. But the sight of Marie strapped in a carseat in the backseat, pouting like hell made Erika double over in laughter. She climbed into the backseat too (at least happy that she wasn't in a carseat), and Sarah got in to drive them mall-ward. The SUV was a hand-me-down to Sarah after mom got a new car. Erika looked out the window on the way there when she suddenly heard Marie giggling behind her. She wasn't sure what was so funny until she found her thumb was in her mouth again. Turning pink, she plucked it out.

After Sarah pulled into the parking lot, she got out to help Marie out of her carseat. Erika got out herself, before Sarah motioned for her to stop. Taking Marie's hand, the blonde headed over to her sister and checked Erika's diaper.

"Huh, that was fast," she commented, feeling a dampness between her fingers. "Well, c'mon."

Erika blinked, struck dumb. "H-here? Now?"

Sarah looked at her, somewhat surprised at her kid sister's reaction, "Well, yeah. You can't walk around wet all day."

If Erika thought it was embarrassing getting changed in front of Mark, a total stranger, she was totally petrified when Sarah guided her to sit on the open trunk of the SUV and unbuttoned her skirt. Having your diaper changed outside in broad daylight with people walking back and forth through the parking lot was infinately more embarrassing then having it done inside with a stranger in the room. By the time Sarah taped the new diaper on and told her she was done, Erika wanted to sink into the cement and die. Her face redder then the sun, she buttoned her skirt back on.

The three sisters began to head toward the doors of the mall, Marie being forced to take Sarah's hand. As they entered the air-conditioned building, Sarah looked to Erika, "So where you gonna be?"

Erika opened her mouth to speak when something caught her eye, "Marie, you okay?"

The black-haired tot was doing a little dance, hopping from one foot to the other. Left foot, right foot. Left foot, right foot.

Sarah smiled, "I know what that means. C'mon, Cowgirl."

Sarah led Marie quickly and quietly to the nearest lady's room. Erika followed, but as her two sisters walked in, she stopped outside the door, self-conscious. A moment later Marie walked out with a grin on her face, Sarah right behind her.

"You're getting alot better," Erika's former younger sister said encouragingly to her former older sister. "Keep it up and you'll get big-girl-pants soon."

Marie felt pride welling up inside her. She wasn't just basking in this to make Erika jealous anymore. It actually felt good to get praised like this, even if it was just for something like pissing in the bowl.

Sarah turned away from Marie to the blushing Erika. "Anyway, where you gonna be?"

Erika blinked before answering, "Oh... well, I was gonna go to get some new skirts, then maybe head to the bookstore."

"Great," Sarah nodded happily. "I'm just gonna drop Cowgirl off in the play area and then I've got some things to do."

Marie looked up at the mention of her new pet-name. Play area?

She then spotted where Sarah was leading her. There was a big section in the center of the mall full of bright-colored plastic play equipment around a huge kid's castle. It was where some kids were left while older kids went about their business. Before Marie could object, Sarah put her on the other side of the waist-high wall and was over her head.

"You be good now. I'll check up on you in a minute."

So Marie was left fuming, and with nothing else to do, she begrudgingly headed toward the play equipment.

Sarah headed into the usual CD store. While considering if it was worth buy a whole CD for just a few good songs, she heard a voice behind her.

"You should do your shopping online. It's cheaper."

"Mark!" she cried, turning around to hug to baseball star.

"Hey, baby." They kissed, and he smiled, "So what're you doing here?"

Sarah shrugged, "Erika wanted to come by, so here I am getting CDs." She smiled, "I had a really good time last night."

"Me too," he said. They began to walk out of the store. "You're not doing anything next week, are you?"

"Not yet," she replied tauntingly.

Mark smiled "Because I know a great place. I think you'll like it."

"I'll be there."

Mark grinned, "Really? Great! See you there, baby!"

Mark moved to leave, when Sarah put a hand on his shoulder.

"Mark? Please don't call me that."

In the play area, Marie would say she was having a good time if wasn't too stubborn to admit it. She was particularly enjoying the sea of balls. She couldn't even find the bottom, it was so deep. Poking the top of her head out of the multi-colored plastic balls, she puttered around, pretending she was a deadly man-eating shark. THat's when she spotted someone.

There was a boy with blue eyes and brown hair carefully getting into the ball pit. Marie had been feeling differently about boys recently. They seemed gross now. Disgusting. And this one was the worst of all- horribly pathetic and sad looking. Taking one of the balls in her hand, the great shark struck.

The boy turned, holding the back of his head, "Hey!"

Stifling an evil laugh, Marie dived again, waiting to strike. The boy moved over to where she last was and she popped up behind him, hitting him again with a ball.

"Quit it!"

Marie stuck her tongue out before diving again. This time the boy dived as well. In a matter of seconds, they bumped heads. Both quickly popped out of the top, rubbing their foreheads.

"Stupid!" Marie cried, glaring at the boy.

"Am not." The boy had tears in his eyes for a moment but blinked them back. "Why'dja throw balls at me?"

Marie smirked, "'Cause you're dumb." With that she dived again.

The boy in question, Dean, didn't like this mean girl. He began to move toward the barrier of the ball pit, planning to head to the slides. As he slung one foot over the edge, Marie popped up on the other side.

"You cannot escape!"

She began to pelt Dean with balls again, causing him to run.

"Marie!"

The tot looked up to see her now-elder sister standing over her at the edge of the pit. She grabbed the girl by the underarms and held her to face-level.

"You wanna tell me why you were throwing balls at that poor boy?"

Marie frowned at her blonde sister, "'Cause he was gross."

Sarah's expression went from one of anger to one of confusion to one of amusement, "Oh... I see."

The tot kicked her feet in the hair, "See what?" Sarah set her on the ground beside the ball pit, "See what?"

The elder sister turned, smirking as Marie sat on the floor putting her velcro shoes back on, "Marie's got a boyfriend."

Marie blinked, feeling once again that twinge of disgust at the thought of having a boyfriend, "Nuh-uh!"

"Yes, you do," said Sarah, bending down. "There were other boys in the ball-pit but you only attacked him. I think someone's got a little crush, eh?"

Marie pouted. Sarah was enjoying this way too much. "Do not! He's gross an' stupid, an' dumb!" She folded her arms, to emphasize that the subject was closed.

"Yeah, sure." said Sarah, a smirk remaining on her face. She grabbed Marie's hand. "C'mon, let's go find Erika."

With Marie in hand, Sarah walked through the mall, looking back and forth. Until she spotted her. Erika had her back to them and was shyly peering around a coke machine at some benches. Sarah crept up behind her slowly.

"Boo."

"EEEK!"

Erika wheeled around, breathing hard but calming down slightly when she saw it was her sisters. Sarah just laughed loudly.

"A little high-strung, aren't we? What for?"

Erika blushed, looking at the ground, "No... no reason."

"Then what were you looking at?" the blonde asked, making to look around the edge of the machine.

"NO!" Erika flew her hands up. "Don't look, he'll see us."

"Him?" Sarah smirked. Both her little sisters seemed to be discovering love today. "A boy you know, Erika?"

Erika stared dead-fixed on the ground, blushing like mad, "Well... well, yes."

Sarah leaned to look closer at her face, "A boy you like, mayhaps?"

The girl said nothing, but gave a feeble little nod. Sarah let out a bold laugh and whapped her sister on the back.

"HA! First Marie, then you! My baby sisters are growing up! Well, get out there."

Erika blinked, worried. "G-Get out there? What do you mean?"

"Y'know! Go talk to him."

She shook her head, but Sarah put a hand on her shoulder and shoved her out from behind the Coke machine.

"You'll thank me for this later."

Erika was out in the open. She knew Sarah wouldn't let her run from this. She walked slowly, trying to control and trembling toward the bench Tim was sitting on.

"Hey uh... M-mind if I sit here?"

"Hm? Oh, sure."

Erika sat down, self-conscious of not only her diaper but everything about her she found at all negative.

Tim smiled, "Wow. Two days in a row. What're the odds?"

"Yeah.... I uh... I came here to get some more skirts and I saw you sitting here."

Tim nodded, smelling the air, "You still smell like peaches."

Erika nodded as well, "Yeah, that perfume seems to be long-lasting. It uh.... everyone I know that I've sprayed it on still smells like... y'know a certain way..."

Tim smiled again. And paused, apparently thinking.

"Erika?"

"Y-yes?" she replied in a rather high pitch.

"Would you like to go to the movies with me on Wednesday?"

Erika brightened up, feeling a great weight lifted off her shoulders, "R-Really? Sure! I'd love to go on Wednesday! If... if you really want to..."

"Of course."

Erika stood up suddenly, "Great!"

It was then that Erika realized her problem. After trying on skirts in the dressing room, when she put her skirt back on and left with her purchases, she only half-buttoned it. When she stood up, the button slipped out of its slot, pooling around her ankles and showing her diaper to Tim.

There was a pause as both parties blinked dumbly. Erika quickly snapped out of it and pulled her skirt back up to her waste fumbling her fingers to re-button it.

'Please don't say anything, please don't say anything, please don't say anything....' she kept repeating in her head.

Tim blinked again, "Erika... was that a diaper?"

Erika blushed, her fingers trembled so bad the skirt slipped down to her ankles again, "W-Well.... I... I have some problems with.... accidents..."

Tim smiled understanding, "I get it. You've just got that incontinent thing going around."

Erika blinked, face still beet red, "Going around?"

The boy nodded, "Yeah. Haven't you heard? Alot of kids in school are having problems like that."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I uh.... guess you do too...."

Erika sniffed the air, finding out why Tim slowed down. She had just messed herself, puffing out the back of her diaper.

'Oh God, no! Not in front of Tim!'

"S-Sorry!"

Tim held up his hands, "It's okay... we'll just have to do something about it before we go to the movie on Wednesday."

The girl blinked once more, "You... you still wanna go?"

He nodded, "Sure. I mean, I could...." he was about to suggest he change her if she needed it, but then realized what that would invovle her being naked from the waist down in lying in front of him. He blushed and stopped in mid-sentence. "I'm sure we'll think of something."

Erika smiled, her eyes becoming very big, "So... Wednesday?"

"Wednesday."

Tim headed off. Erika felt explosions going off inside her chest.

"Smooooth, kiddo."

Erika turned around to see Sarah standing over her. She squealed and wrapped her arms around her big sister's waist, snuggling her face into it, "We're going to the movies! You were right! You're the best big sister ever!"

Sarah cooly examined her nails, "I am aren't I? In return, I shall demand your life."

Marie made a "Hmph" noise beside them. "You're going out wifa boy. Boys're gross!"

Erika smirked at her formerly-big sister, "You're just jealous 'cause you don't have a date this week."

"I dun wan' date, smelly!"

Erika blushed strongly again. Marie was still able to get the upper hand with her. Sarah just chuckled, however.

"She's right, you do need a change. Got the skirts you needed?"

"Uh-Huh."

"Great let's get back to the car and clean you up. You may want to put that back on, though."

She pointed to the skirt still at Erika's feet. The girl blushed, grabbing it again. They walked out, Erika still on a perfect high, despite Marie's constant taunts of "Smelly sister! Smelly sister! Smelly sister!"