Molly woke the next morning and for a few moments, disorientation hit her as she didn’t recognise the room she was in. Then she remembered she was sleeping at Jenny’s house. She rolled over in her sleeping bag and came face to face with her large pink teddy bear. That was right. Yesterday she had altered reality to the point where 18 year old teenagers were still going through potty training. She chuckled quietly to herself. What a strange thing to think. It sounded more like something she would expect from a comic book. Not something that had actually happened. She allowed herself a broad grin. This was amazing! It really hadn’t been a dream.
Suddenly the air was knocked out of her as Sarah jumped on top of her and began a tickle attack. Molly was lucky as she was mainly still inside her Blues Clues sleeping bag so the tickling wasn’t too severe but she squealed nonetheless from the shock of the attack. Sarah was smaller than Molly and she was easily pushed off and suddenly it was Sarah who was the one being tickled. Sarah only wore a white t-shirt with My Little Ponies on it and her princess pull-up. Molly noticed that Sarah was already wet as she continued to tickle her friend, whilst Jennifer sat cross legged on her own bed and yelled encouragement at her two tussling pals on the floor. Jennifer’s mom opened her bedroom door.
“I can hear from the racket in here that everyone is awake. In which case, stop messing around and get dressed please. Breakfast is on the table and its almost time for daycare.”
Sarah and Molly stopped messing around and untangled themselves from each other. Sarah stood and raised her hand sheepishly. She didn’t have to say anything though as Jenny’s mom noticed what was wrong.
“Okay Sarah, downstairs pronto and we’ll get that wet pull-up off of you. What about you other two”
Jennifer shook her head. “All dry mom.”
Molly grabbed at her crotch trying to tell whether she was still dry through her footed sleeper. She felt dry enough.
“I’m dry too thanks”
She said happily, noticing Sarah looking a little sad that she had been the only one to wake up wet.
“Come on the Sarah, lets get cracking. The day is wasting”
Jennifer’s mom chimed as she pushed Sarah towards the bedroom door and out of sight.
Jennifer went to her wardrobe to pick out an outfit. Molly scrambled to her feet and dug around in her overnight bag to see what it was that she would be wearing for the day.
A deep pink corduroy set of overalls was pulled out of her bag accompanied by a soft pink fleecy jumper. A pair of white and pink striped woolly socks and a pair of black Mary Jane shoes with pink flowers on them. She almost swooned at the ensemble. It was adorable.
Immediately she found herself tugging the zip of her footed sleeper down. She faced the wall as she did so. so that Jennifer wouldn’t see her topless as she latched on her bra. It felt a little odd dressing in toddler clothes but still having a 36C bust. Molly’s figure, whilst not stunning, certainly had curves in all the right places but once dressed the shapelessness of the overalls hid her womanly curves quite successfully. She sat on the edge of Jenny’s bed as she pulled on her woolly socks over her pull-ups. She caught a glimpse of herself in Jennifer’s wardrobe mirror and the smile on her face evolved into a large grin. She buckled up her Mary Jane shoes and jumped up onto her feet to give a little twirl in front of the mirror.
“That looks pretty cute.”
Jennifer stood there as she complimented her friend with her arms crossed against a white short sleeved dress with polka dots all over it. She had brushed her short black hair and pushed a matching hair band in to pull her hair out of her eyes. Molly was about to thank Jennifer for the compliment but Jenny suddenly started pushing Molly towards the door.
“I’m starving, come on, or we wont have time for breakfast!”
Molly allowed herself to be pushed from the room just as Sarah was rushing back up the stairs to get dressed, she was now sporting a fresh pair of pull-ups with a big grin on her face.
“Jenny your mom has made pancakes!”
She yelled as she zipped past the two descending teenagers on the stairs. This caused Jenny to push Molly harder, making Molly giggle.
Moments later they were sat around the breakfast table stuffing freshly made pancakes into their mouths giggling and chatting. There was a gentle knock at the door and Jennifer’s mom got up to answer it.
The three girls continued chatting happily about how they would soon be going to kindergarten when Jennifer’s mom called from the hallway.
“Girls. It’s the daycare crocodile. Get your jackets on please.”