Car Seat 3

Car Seat [Part 3]

By Daring Diane

Chapter 28

As Melissa entered her homeroom, Miss Thompson called her over.

She said, “Melissa I believe the Principal gave you your class schedule. However, if you have any questions on where to go, you should just follow Teresa. She has the same schedule as you do. Ok?”

Melissa nodded, “Yes, Mam.”

Melissa went to her seat. When homeroom was over, Melissa followed Teresa out of their homeroom and three doors down. The teacher asked Melissa her name and saw her name had been added to the class list. Melissa sat in an empty chair near Teresa.

The class was a math class. Class had been going on for about 20 minutes when there was a call from the office for Melissa. Melissa got up to leave. As she did, the teacher gave her a textbook and several sheets of paper with math problems on them. Melissa retrieved her book bag from her locker and put the text book and papers in her book bag. Melissa met Brittany in the office and they left for the office.

Brittany was excited to notice that Melissa had on different underwear. And yet, it appeared more juvenile than her previous style. And, as Melissa had a drink of water, Brittany got a clear view of Melissa’s new underwear in her rearview mirror. Brittany thought that My Little Pony was the perfect design for a little girl like Melissa.



Brittany was pleased that Melissa had not noticed the Go Pro camera which faced the back seat and captured Melissa entering and leaving the car as well as watching Melissa on their rides. In addition, Melissa did not note the new addition of the pacifier which was hooked to a strap on the side of Melissa’s car seat. She figured the pacifier wouldn’t be necessary unless Melissa became upset or fussy.

Brittany helped Melissa out of the car when they got to work. They were the first ones to arrive at work. So, Melissa made her way to the restroom to change. Melissa’s blouses were often very attractive. However, her blouses were usually sheerer than her school uniform shirts. Melissa always wore her jacket around the office and whenever they went out on calls.

After changing, Melissa walked by Brittany to get a cup of coffee. She had not donned her jacket yet. The blouse was loose. But near her skirt where she had tucked it in, Brittany could see little hints of the ponies underneath. Brittany realized that Melissa had looked at her underwear with her school uniform blouse and did not realize that with the sheer material of her work blouse, the ponies might be more noticeable.

Brittany realized it was sort of a little secret between the two of them. Melissa would soon don her jacket and others would not be looking for indications of juvenile underwear on one of their key saleswomen. If it became too blatant, Brittan might have to say something to protect the company.

Over the last few weeks, Brittany had observer the clothing Melissa and other saleswomen wore in the office. As a receptionist, she was allowed a much more relaxed wardrobe. However, Brittany’s trips with Melissa and exposure to customers made her want to look more professional. She wanted to be seen as part of the team.

When Brittany and Melissa went on a sales call later that morning, Brittany enjoyed watching her little girl in the back seat of the car. While they were driving, Brittany asked Melissa where she bought her suits and asked her opinion on different types of outfits. She felt like she was having a car phone call with someone on professional clothing while driving her little girl around in the car. She learned a lot. And, it was kind of fun to separate the professional Melissa from the little girl in the car.

After dropping Melissa off at school that afternoon, Brittany headed for the department stores. She wanted to start out slow. She had a limited budget. But she also had a mission.

Brittany found a young lady in the professional clothing area who seemed bright and helpful. The two of them hit it off. Brittany explained that she was working in a real estate office in a starting position. She then explained that she wanted to build the base for a professional wardrobe without breaking the bank.

Her new buddy saw some sales. But she knew she could help her out. Brittany acquired a few new professional blouses which were on sale. She also acquired some separates of skirts and jackets that could be used to combine and create multiple different looks. Her new friend showed her how to use scarves and accessories to create different looks.

After securing several great base items, her friend directed her to a local second hand shop that had a lot of professional clothes. Their clothes came from professional women who had decided to have children or left the workforce to stay at home. The shop offered higher end items and Brittany was the perfect size to take advantage of their store.

Brittany and her friend exchanged numbers. Brittany would be notified of key sales and her friend would set aside items she thought Brittany should consider. They agreed to get together for drinks later in the week.

Chapter 29

The next day, Brittany wore one of her new outfits to the office. At school, Principal Adams noticed the upgrade in style and mentioned how nice Brittany looked. Brittany and she had a few words and then Melissa arrived for her ride to work. Melissa, in her school uniform, hardly noticed Brittany’s new clothes. At the office, Mrs. Dolan immediately complimented Brittany on her new look as did several other women.

Brittany felt like she was making positive changes. The next couple of days started to fall into a pattern. Brittany wore different outfit. Melissa would go to her math class and pay little attention till called from the office for her ride to work.

The next Friday, as Melissa and the rest of the math class had been seated, the teacher told everyone to turn in their worksheets. The teacher noticed that Melissa did not turn in a worksheet.

“Melissa, I do not see your worksheets. Could you please turn them in?” the teacher asked.

Melissa stared at her wondering what she was talking about. She asked, “What worksheets?”

The teacher explained, “The first day you joined our class, I gave you the textbook and the worksheets. Each day I have reminded the class at the beginning that worksheets were due today.”

Melissa could not believe this woman actually expected her to give her some worksheets. “Mam, I believe there is a misunderstanding.”

Cutting her off, the teacher said, “Obviously, there is.”

At that moment a call was made to notify the teacher that Melissa needed to come to the office. The teacher stopped her before she left. The teacher handed Melissa a note and told her to give it to the secretary in the office.

Melissa said, “Yes, mam.” And tried to avoid an eye roll.

As Melissa was leaving, the teacher said, “Don’t come back to my class without your homework.”

Melissa shook her head as she left the classroom.

Melissa dropped the note off with the secretary and departed the office with Brittany.

After Melissa left, the secretary opened the note and smiled. She took the note into Principal Adams office. Principal Adams asked for Melissa’s student file.

Later that morning, Principal Adams called Brittany at work.

“Brittany, this is Principal Adams. I need to see Melissa in my office this afternoon about 45 minutes to an hour before the end of the school day. We have a potential discipline issue. Since you are her guardian, as noted on her student files, I am requesting that you have her here on time and that you stay in case you are needed.”

Brittany was thrilled to get another opportunity to see Melissa taken down a peg or two.

Brittany notified Melissa that they would have to go to the school early this afternoon since Melissa needed to go to the office before leaving on the bus.

Melissa was exasperated that Principal Adams thought she could dictate Melissa’s time.

However, the principal had her in a bind at the moment and Melissa knew she needed to try to appease the principal.

Brittany and her little school girl departed the office early that afternoon and headed to the school. In the office, Melissa was instructed to sit on the wooden bench and Brittany was pointed to a comfortable chair. Melissa realized this was some kind of power play by the secretary and she resolved to talk to the Principal about it.

Melissa did not even realize it, but since her last discipline session, she never thought about the Principal as anything other than Principal Adams. It was like she had wiped Susan Adams first name form her memory.

The Principal opened her door and gestured Melissa into her office pointing to a place in front of her desk. She then welcomed Brittany into the office before closing the door.

Melissa immediately asked, “Why is she here?”

The Principal returned to her place behind her desk.

Principal Adams shook her head, “You need to keep your mouth shut and focus.”

Melissa couldn’t help herself, “But why is Brittany in the room with us?”

Principal Adams said firmly, “This is my office and I will decide what happens here. It will not be decided by little girls who don’t know when to keep their mouths shut. Now close your mouth.”

The principal stared into Melissa’s eyes and she wisely said nothing.

The Principal began, “I run a school. Students come here to learn. Part of learning is going to class and doing work. I admit you are a special case. But we both agreed that you would follow the rules in exchange for the school working with you during this time of personal troubles. Don’t you agree?”

Melissa felt like she had no choice, “Yes I am trying to work with you and not be an interference to the school.”

The Principal asked, “Then why do I have a discipline sheet for you not completing the worksheets assigned in your math class?”

Melissa responded without considering, “I’m not taking math. I go to the classroom because you said I had to go there till Brittany picked me up? Then I go to work. I’m not doing worksheets for fourth grade math. Are you forgetting who I am?”

The Principal shook her head. “No, little girl. I have not forgotten anything. But I fear that you have. I’m sorry to have to do this, but I am afraid we will have to spend a few minutes on a refresher.”

The Principal went to her door and opened it. Melissa thought they were done. The Principal noticed that her secretary was not at her desk. She turned to Brittany and asked, “As Melissa’s guardian, would you assist me for a few moments Miss Woods?”

Brittany nodded and moved towards the desk.

Melissa almost yelled, “I am not putting up with another torture session with you. And, I am certainly not doing it with the receptionist watching or helping.”

Principal Adams approached Melissa from the side and said, “Little girl, you clearly do not understand who you are or who the adults are in this situation. Now, shut your mouth.”

Melissa could not help herself, “What are you talking about? We’re all adults.”

The Principal shook her head. “No, little girl. There are adults and students in this room. I am the Principal. That young lady over there is Miss Woods and she is an adult. The third person in this room is you. What are you wearing?”

Melissa answered a little too smugly, “I’m wearing the school uniform you said I had to wear.”

The Principal asked, “Why did I tell you to wear the school uniform?”

Melissa answered, “Because I was required to wear the uniform to ride the bus.”

The Principal smiled. “That is right. And, what did we do so that you were allowed to ride the bus in the first place?”

Melissa, “You had to register me in the school.”

The principal continued to smile, “Exactly. Now, let’s tie it all together. What do we call a person who is registered in school, rides the bus to and from school, wears the school uniform and attends classes while in the school building?”

Melissa thought for a second and said, “Normally you would call that person a student. But my situation is an exception.”

The Principal reached down and picked up a folder. “What does it say right here?”

Melissa read, “Student file.”

The principal moved her hand, “And whose student file is this my dear?”

Melissa read her own name on the file. She did not answer.

The Principal asked more firmly, “I asked you a question. Whose student file am I holding?”

Melissa whispered, “Mine.”

The Principal inquired, “What kind of people have student files?”

Melissa found herself backed into a corner, “Students?” she asked.

The Principal said, “So, if you are riding the bus to and from school, wearing your school uniform, going to your fourth grade homeroom in the morning, having breakfast with your classmates, going to class with your fourth grade classmates and you have a student file, aren’t you by definition a student?”

Melissa almost whispered, “I guess.”

“You guess?” The Principal demanded. “Just a few moments ago you yelled at me. You declared that you were not a student. Now, you are suddenly admitting you were wrong. Is that what you are doing? Were you wrong when you questioned who was in this room and what everyone’s roles were?”

Melissa realized that guessing was the wrong way to handle this. She tried to steady her voice and not offend the Principal further, “Yes. I was wrong. I am a student at this school,”

Melissa felt sure this was what the Principal wanted to hear. Brittany was sure excited to witness this breakdown of the big saleswoman from work into a pandering little girl.

The principal said, “So, you were wrong. You yelled at me and another adult, Miss Woods. You questioned my authority and basically called me a liar in my office. Do you think I normally put up with this kind of behavior from my students?”

Melissa knew the answer to that one, “No!”

“That’s right. And, in all my years at this school, I have never had to explain to a student that they were actually student. Do you think I should congratulate you on being the first person who I needed to explain their role to? Or should I ask; how do you think I plan to handle situations like this?” The Principal was staring into Melissa’s eyes.

Melissa knew where this was going. She tried to think of something she could say that would get her out of her present situation. “I understand completely. I will continue to do my best. I will not make this mistake again…”

The Principal knew when a child was beating around the bush to delay things, “Enough!”

She continued, “You and I both know what happens to students who misbehave, insult or yell at the principal and add to that with not doing their homework. Brittany, If you would…”

Melissa turned to look at Brittany on the back of the Principal’s desk. Before she realized the full implications, Brittany mimicked the actions of the Secretary last time they were in this room together and grabbed Melissa’s wrists to pull her forward towards the desk.

Melissa started saying, “No, you can’t do this. No…”

But Brittany had pulled Melissa up to the desk and was holding her arms on the desk forcing Melissa to bend over the desk. Principal Adams had grabbed her paddle and with a single arm swept Melissa’s school uniform skirt up onto her back.

As Melissa struggled to escape, Principal Adams landed the first blow. With Melissa still struggling, she landed two more strikes before Melissa’s attention was fully on the spanking. She realized she was not giving the correct responses.

As the fourth blow struck, Melissa said, “Four, I I’m sorry.”

Principal Adams delivered the next blow before saying, “I don’t think so.”

Melissa said, “Five, no wait one, I’m sorry.”

Principal Adams delivered the sixth blow and said, “No!”

Melissa realized her errors and said, “One, I’m sorry.”

The Principal said, “I thought we had added to your elocution.”

Melissa said, “I’m a little girl in fourth grade.”

The Principal said, “It appears little girl that you are simply saying that mantra to make me happy. You are going to have to convince me that you know and believe what you are saying. You need to convince me you are a little girl. Convince me you actually believe you are in the fourth grade and that you intend to act and behave like a good little girl and a good little fourth grader. I educate. I change behavior. Your actions are inconsistent with what you are saying.”

The principal delivered the next strike.

“Two,” Melissa cried out, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade.”

The principal delivered the next four strikes with Melissa responding the same each time.

“Six,” Melissa cried out again, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade.”

The Principal stated, “You keep saying the same thing. You are not convincing me. WE may have dealt with snippy talk in the principal’s office. Now, what kind of assignments do teachers give their students to work on outside of the classroom?”

Swat.

“Seven,” Melissa cried out again, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. Teacher’s give students’ homework.”

“So, only the students get homework?” Swat.

“Eight,” Melissa said trying to keep it together as she cried, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. Students get homework and teachers grade it.”

“Well, what is your role around here?” Swat.

“Nine,” Melissa cried and said, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I’m a student. I am not an adult.”

“Who are the adults in this room?” Swat. Principal Adams continued to spread the swats around on Melissa’s behind.

“Ten,” Melissa cried out again, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. You are the Principal and Brittany is an adult.”

“Do you think little girls should refer to adults by their first names? Now let’s try again. Who are the adults?” Swat. That was a hard one..

“Eleven,” Melissa cried as tears streamed down her face, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. The adults are the Principal and Miss Woods.”

“Who is little Melissa’s guardian?” Swat.

“Twelve,” Melissa cried, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. Miss Woods is my guardian.”

“From now on, you will never refer to your guardian in any way but Miss Woods or we will have to work to beat your bad attitude out of you. Never! Do you understand?” Swat.

“Thirteen,” Melissa’s tears flowed non-stop. She said, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I will only call Miss Woods, Miss Woods.”

The Principal added, “I am asking Miss Woods to report any use of her first name by you directly to me. Do you understand?”

“Fourteen,” Melissa cried, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I understand. Miss Woods will report any time I forget to use her right name.”

“So, if you are a student, you attend class, students who attend class get homework, then you probably did get some homework from your math teacher. Is that correct?” Swat.

“Fifteen,” Melissa cried out again, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I probably got the homework. I don’t remember.”

“So, now that we all agree that you are a fourth grade student who gets homework in class, what wi;l you be doing about that homework?” Swat.

“Sixteen,” Melissa cried out again, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I will finish my homework and give it to my teacher.”

“And, if you don’t do your homework, where should you expect to find yourself?” Swat.

“Seventeen,” Melissa moaned and cried, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. If I don’t do my homework, I will be in the Principal’s office for discipline.”

“That’s right little girl. You will be here laying across my desk feeling my anger because you would be a bad little girl. Are you going to be a bad little girl?” Swat.

“Eighteen,” Melissa was having trouble catching her breath. She tried to concentrate. She replied, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I won’t be bad. I swear. I will be a good little girl. My guardian will make sure I am a good girl. I want to be good. Please give me a chance.”

“There is one last thing we need to discuss today, little one. Your hair looks like you are going to a fancy party. Is that the way all the other girls do their hair in your class?” Swat.

“Nineteen,” Melissa seldom paused in her sobbing now, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I want to be good. I will fix my hair. I thought it looked nice. I’m Sorry.”

“The problem is that our dress code does not allow you to use hairspray and hair is supposed to be done in a simple manner. You can wear the school headband. Do you want me to talk to your guardian about your hair and some of the alternatives?” Swat.

“Twenty,” Melissa just sobbed, “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. Please tell Miss Woods and she can tell me how to do my hair. Please.”

“Finally, I am still not convinced that you believe you are a little girl in the fourth grade. I noticed that you have adopted some new and appropriate underwear. I approve and insist that you continue to wear this style of underwear. However, to convince me that you really believe you are a little girl in the fourth grade, I want you to write a paper for me over the weekend that tells me all about My Little Pony and why you love your new underwear. In fact, maybe you should add some My Little Pony additions to your room at home. Bring pictures with your paper to show me you are a little girl who lover her My Little Pony. Show me that your room is the room of a little girl in the fourth grade. Tell me what little girl’s like you do when you are at home. Can I expect that report on Monday?”

“Twenty-one,” Melissa had caught her breath a little. “I’m sorry. I’m a little girl in the fourth grade. I will bring in the report and pictures. There will be no doubt that I am a little girl in the fourth grade. I promise.”

Principal Adams stepped back. “My dear, you will probably need someone to help you get the pictures and to make sure your room is set up nicely. Who do you think should help you?”

Melissa expected a swat at any moment. When none came, she exclaimed, “Miss Woods, will you please help me set up my room and get good pictures?”

Brittany smiled. And looked into Melissa’s eyes. Throughout Melissa’s debasement, she had been looking at Brittany. Their eyes were locked now. Melissa was totally submitting to Brittany. And Brittany was excited to see where this might go. “Of course, honey. Don’t I always try to do everything I can to help you? We’ll talk about it later.”

The Principal had Melissa waddle over to the corner. She whispered with Brittany and explained that she believed that Melissa would be better served with a hair style which seemed more childish. She left it up to Brittany to see what she could come up with.

A few moments later, the secretary knocked and entered. “Miss Adams, Melissa’s school bus is loaded with all her classmates and waiting for her. Can she go now?”

“Little Melissa, You can pull up your little underwear and toddle off to your school bus. I’ll be waiting for your paper on Monday.” The Principal smiled as Melissa made her way out of the office, grabbed her school book bag and headed out to the bus.

Shelley said, “Well young lady. It’s about time. We were getting ready to leave without you. Take your seat.”

Mary could tell that her mother had been crying. Melissa moved to the back of the bus and sat down. She immediately popped up. Everyone around her saw it and realized what that meant.

Someone asked, “Were you in the principal’s office?”

Melissa sat down very slowly and gritted her teeth. She whispered, “Yes.” Then she closed her eyes and cried quietly for a few minutes as the trip home began.

Chapter 30

Melissa was quiet on the walk home from the bus stop. When they got in the house, Mary asked her mother what had happened. Melissa was too embarrassed to explain everything that had been happening. Other than the school uniform, Mary was actually blissfully unaware of many of the degrading things that Melissa had been put through.

Melissa decided to try to explain a little of what happened. Mary was going to need to know something because apparently Brittany was going to come over this weekend at some point.

Melissa thought for a second and said, “The Principal and I were having a discussion and I sort of forgot myself. Because I had to register as a student to ride the bus, I have to wear the uniform. And basically, I yelled at the principal and said things I should not have. She asked me how I thought she should deal with a student who reacted that way and I told her to follow the rules and discipline them. Somewhere along the way I guess I said I thought they should get the paddle. She then went over what I had done and I guess I agreed to have her straighten me out. It was educational and painful.”

Mary stared aghast at her mother. “You told the principal to spank you.”

Melissa sort of nodded her head and smiled.

Mary wondered what had gotten into her mother. “I can’t believe it. So that is why you looked like you had been crying when you got on the bus?”

Melissa nodded as she rubbed her tender rear end.

Mary said thoughtfully, “I guess you live by your own words, follow the rules or pay the price.”

Melissa said, “By the way, I love my new underwear. Apparently the Principal thought so too.”

Mary said, “Oh my god.”

Melissa thought this might be a good time to broach the subject of her bedroom decorations. “The Principal thought I was acting a little uppity. She told me I needed to feel the role so that I would avoid upsetting her in the future. She assigned me a sort of silly thing. She said that since I am registered in school in the fourth grade, she wants me to add some things to my room that will remind me and then take a couple of pictures to convince her. Sounds stupid. I think she is just full of herself and wants to put me in my place. The receptionist from the office, Brittany Woods is going to come by tomorrow and take me to the store to get a couple of things. She’s been driving me around to sales calls.”

Mary was stunned, but her first reaction was, “That sounds like fun. I get to come to don’t I?”

Melissa couldn’t figure out a reason why her daughter could not come and again nodded her agreement.

Brittany called that evening and arranged to come by in the morning at 10 AM. Melissa mentioned that her daughter would be coming with them to the store.

Chapter 31 Brittany and Mary to the Rescue

Brittany pulled into the driveway of Melissa’s house in Melissa’s car at 10 AM on the dot. She got out of the car and knocked on the door.

Mary answered the door. “Hi can I help you?”

Brittany introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Brittany. I work with Melissa. I’ve been driving her around for the last few weeks. Call me Brittany.”

Mary noticed their car, “I’m Mary. Oh you have the car so you can drive mom around.”

Brittany, “Yes. Can I come in?”

Mary stepped back, “Absolutely. I need you guys to explain to me what we are shopping for?”

Brittany had decided not to refer to Melissa as mother or Mary’s mom. She would only refer to her by name. “Where’s Melissa?”

Mary led the way into the living room. “Mom, Brittany is here.”

Melissa came into the living room from the kitchen.

Melissa looked at Brittany, “Thanks for coming. I’m glad you could help us out today.”

The three of them sat down in the living room and Brittany prompted, “Mary wants to know what we are shopping for. Do you want to explain?”

Melissa thought for a moment and began, “As you are aware Mary, I have had some confrontations with the Principal in the past. I think that having me in the position of riding the bus and having to dress in the uniform has empowered her to try and get some payback for my past behavior. She says I am acting uppity and like an adult. But then she said I am a fourth grade student according to the records. All of which is true. So, she wants me to do some roleplaying I guess is what you would call it. She wants me to add some little things to my room to remind me that I am a fourth grade student when I wake up in the morning. She thinks it will help with my attitude. Doesn’t that sound right, Brittany?”

Brittany noted the use of her first name. But she smiled and said, “That is basically the premise. I talked to her and she apparently noted Melissa’s new underwear and suggested she continue that theme in decorating her room.”

Mary was astounded, “You know about my mom's underwear?”

Brittany, shrugged her shoulders and nodded.

Mary was not sure how the receptionist at work could possibly know what underwear her mom wore.

Before Mary could investigate further, Brittany suggested, “Let’s take a look at Melissa’s room.”

Melissa was on her feet. The other two followed her back to the bedroom. They looked around. It was the bedroom of a mother and professional woman. The closet had her blouses, suits and school uniforms. The vanity was covered in cosmetics. There was an old teddy bear on the bed. The bedspreads and pillows were a nice flowered pattern. The curtains matched the bed. There was a light on the bedside table and several simple pictures on the wall.

Melissa was wearing a blouse, skirt and heels. She looked like a mother.

Brittany asked if she could look in the dresser. She found the drawer with child’s underwear and another one with her adult underwear, slips and stockings.

Brittany asked, “Where do you keep your casual clothes?”

Melissa said, “I just have a few t-shirts and a pair of jeans. I don’t really wear a lot of casual clothes.”

Brittany looked at Mary and asked, “Don’t you think that in most fourth grade girls room's they will have some casual clothes?”

Mary immediately said, “Of course. Mom has never been into casual clothes. She wears adult clothes because she is trying to make up for being slightly smaller than many other adults. Right mom?”

Melissa was not happy with the response, “That is not the only reason. As a parent, I want to present a certain image. I am smaller than many adults and therefore, I try to dress a little more professionally to avoid any confusion.”

Brittany said, “But if we are trying to give the Principal the impression that you have a room sort of like a fourth grader, shouldn’t we add some clothes she would expect to find in a younger girl’s room?” She was looking at Mary.

Mary assumed the question was for her and she wanted to help. “I totally agree.”

Brittany continued to look at Mary and pondered,. “It just seems silly to go out and buy clothes that she probably won’t wear a lot.”

Before Melissa could jump in Mary squealed, “Wait a minute. We don’t have to buy anything. We have a lot of my old clothes in storage bins in the basement. And when mom works in the yard she often wears some of my old shorts and stuff. The uniform she is wearing was from when I was in fourth grade. I’ll bet we have a ton of clothes that will fit her.” She had a hundred watt smile and looked to her mom, “Isn’t that great.”

Melissa said, “Yeah. Perfect.”

Brittany liked where this was heading. “Let’s get the clothes and that way we won’t waste time buying things we don’t need.”

The three of them trooped to the basement. Melissa and Brittany identified several plastic totes and they were all brought up stairs. Soon, Melissa’s bed was covered in Mary’s wardrobe from when she was in 3rd through 5th grade.

They sorted things into similar types and sizes.

Mary said, “We need to figure out what fits.”

Melissa was caught off guard. “Why? We’re just putting it here to create the image of a girl’s room.”

Mary said, “Don’t be silly. You are going down there all the time to find things for working around the house or lounging upstairs in front of the TV. Let’s identify what fits and then we will also know to get rid of things that are too small.”

Brittany leaned over to a pile of pants and pulled out a pair of pink leggings. She handed them to Mary who proffered them to Melissa.

Melissa stared at them. Mary said, “Come on mom, this will be fun. Try these on.”

Melissa took the leggings and tried to pull them on under her skirt.

Mary was getting exasperated, “Oh come on. We are going to be here all day. Take off your skirt and pull them up.”

Melissa dropped the skirt revealing her satin underwear to the other two women. Before Brittany could offer an opinion, Mary strode over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of Melissa’s new underwear. “Mom, little girls do not wear panties from Victoria’s Secret. Put these on.”

Melissa thought this was ridiculous. But Brittany was staring at her and nodding. She turned away, slipped off the old and on with the new underwear. She then donned the childish pink capris leggings. They fit. As she turned around, Mary held the next pair of pants. After they had gone through pants, Melissa was forced to try on T-shirts, blouses, and old shoes. When Melissa tried on the shirts, Mary had her put on her school camisole. She was already wearing one of her training bras. Brittany was stunned to realize the bra looked like it was heavily padded which suggested Melissa had little if any chest.

Chapter 32 Bedroom Shopping

As their analysis of clothing ended, Melissa found herself wearing an old pair of Barbie tennis shoes, with pink ankle socks, tight shorts with another princess on them and a t-shirt with Minnie Mouse on it.

Mary suggested they pause and go to the kitchen for a drink. The three of them trooped out and everyone had a drink of fruit juice.

Brittany asked, Mary, “We should go to the store and figure out what items are available that we can add to Melissa’s room to meet the Principal's expectations.”

Mary quickly agreed. “We can go to a few big box stores and even a department store and then decide on a strategy and return and grab our purchases.”

Brittany nodded, “That’s a good strategy. We can grab lunch on the way. No need to waste time here. Let’s get going. Brittany grabbed her purse and motioned Mary and Melissa towards the door.

Melissa balked, “Brittany, I have to change back into my clothes. I can’t go out like this.”

Brittany smiled and looked at Melissa as Mary ran to her room to grab her purse. “I believe the name is Miss Woods, my dear. And you are not changing clothes unless you want me to call the Principal. Grab a casual purse and change nothing.”

Melissa had never seen this side of Brittany. It was almost scary. She ran to the bedroom. Grabbing a casual purse, she shoved her wallet, keys and a few things into it and headed back to the door.

They locked the door and Mary moved to the back door of the car. Brittany said, “Oh no Mary, you get to ride in the front seat. Melissa is required by law to ride in the back seat.”

Mary hopped in and closed the door.

Melissa moved to the back door. Brittany as usual opened the door. Melissa stepped into the door, turned and raised her hands to Brittany. Brittany picked her up and deposited her in her car seat.

Mary heard the clicks and turned in her seat. “What in the world is that? Brittany what are you doing? Mom?”

Brittany said, “The police informed me that your mother is required by state law to ride in a car seat. The police told me the exact requirements and the fire department gave us the seat for free. Since we often are on business calls, Melissa must have a real car seat for insurance purposes.”

Mary was stunned. She turned around in her seat to look out the windshield. Once she was harnessed into her chair, Melissa did what had become her habit. She reached for her sippy cup and had a drink.

Brittany got into the car and they were off. When they got to the mall, Mary was fascinated with the ritual of the unbuckling and getting in and out of the car seat.

She asked, “So you got the car seat from the fire department?”

Brittany replied, “Yes. And they installed it and told me how it needed to be in this position as installed for maximum safety.”

As they made their way to the mall, Mary just shook her head.

Brittany was dressed in blue jeans, boots with a two inch heel, and a blouse designed to highlight her chest. Mary wore leggings, a tunic top, and kitten heels. Melissa followed in her juvenile clothing and Barbie tennis shoes. As the three of them made their way to the mall entrance, Melissa was clearly the shortest and looked the youngest of the trio.

The first store they went to was a big box store that focused on kitchen, bath and bedroom items. The trio headed for the bedroom section. There were obvious men’s designs, flowery and pastel designs for the mature woman, designs that would appeal to couples, and then there was the kids section. The three of them stood in the aisle looking at the choices. There were mocked up mini-bedrooms. Spiderman, Mario, and Disney each had areas. Sets included bed spreads, sheets, pillow s, lamps, rugs, comforters, and various doo dads to decorate your child’s room.

Melissa had forgotten how outrageous some of these combinations could be. Melissa said to Mary, “Remember when you were little and we decorated your whole room with beauty and the beast? You were so cute back then.”

Mary said, “I loved my room. And, we watched the movie almost every day. I could talk to my stuffed dolls during the movie. Remember we got all the characters from some fast food restaurant.”

Melissa smiled, “Yeah, I think we had to buy a hundred kids meals to get the final characters in the set.”

Mary and Melissa hugged. Brittany thought it was cute.

The trio looked through different sets and found some good possibilities. Then they moved on. They entered a vast store at one end of the mall that sold everything from food to clothes to tools to furniture and electronics. Here they found several items like lamps and some pillows which highlighted My Little Pony. Melissa thought if they could just acquire a few items to put in her room that they would be done. Mary and Brittany reminded her of their shopping strategy. Right now they were just looking to see the possibilities.

They then checked out a few mall shops and finally visited the two large department stores. As they were finishing up at the second department store, Mary said, “Hey, we never had lunch.”

Brittany and Melissa agreed and the three of them made their way to a restaurant. As they were seated, the waitress gave Brittany and Mary menus and then handed Melissa the menu backwards and pointed out the kids’ portion of the menu on the back page. Melissa stared at the woman’s back as she left the table.

Melissa’s anger was interrupted by Mary and Brittany laughing. Mary said, “Can you believe that?”

Melissa realized that Mary thought it was funny that someone mistook her for a kid. She had to dissipate her anger. Brittany didn’t have any trouble understanding the waitress’s mistake. The problem was that Mary still looked at Melissa as her mom. Mary could not see the reality sitting in front of her.

Everyone ordered and while the waitress was surprised Melissa ordered a full meal, she said nothing.

Over lunch, the women discussed their finds at various stores. Melissa wanted to get a couple of little items. Mary kept turning to Brittany to figure out what the Principal really was looking for. Brittany wanted to turn Melissa’s room into a juvenile heaven.

When Melissa went to the bathroom, Mary and Brittany quickly schemed. Brittany pointed out that they were not throwing anything away and Melissa’s room could easily be returned to its present state. Mary thought it would be fun to get s a few posters for the wall. Brittany insisted on changing the entire bedding and acquiring matching curtains. The two also decided that some of the little items that Melissa had identified would seal the deal. Brittany then reminded Mary of a stuffed My Little Pony they had seen at one of the department stores.

When Melissa returned, Brittany and Mary explained the afternoon strategy. Mary would run off to a couple of stores while Melissa and Brittany hit the other stores. Mary was tasked with acquiring the stuffed animal and a few unique items available at the department store including a lamp with a shade decorated with My Little Pony.

Melissa and Brittany headed out to acquire the bedding. While there, Brittany insisted on getting the entire set since it was on sale. This included all bedding, a comforter, some additional throw pillows, and curtains.

While Mary was at the department store, she walked past the kids department and saw a prize. She purchased a My Little Pony nightgown, robe and slippers.

For Brittany’s part, she had earlier seen a shower curtain with My Little Pony decorations. It went into the basket without Melissa even noticing.

Soon the trio reunited and headed home.

Chapter 33 Time to Redecorate

Once home, their purchases were brought into the house. Mary wanted to set things up for her mother and Brittany offered to help. They suggested that Melissa start preparing dinner. Melissa thought everyone was helping and did not realize, the duo wanted to rearrange her room without her.

When they entered the room, Brittany and Melissa looked at the piles of juvenile clothing. The clothing which did not fit was packed up in bags to give away.

Melissa was pleased when she realized the other two had packed up the kids clothes. She did not want to deal with that any more.

Mary and Brittany talked for a few minutes. Brittany pointed out that Melissa was wearing the kid’s underwear all day lately and some of the more adult items in her dresser were not really needed till the court case was resolved. Mary agreed.

Noting the now empty storage bins from all the kids clothes, Mary said, “Maybe we should store the clothes mom doesn’t need right now to make room for other things.”

Brittany smiled, “That is a great idea. It will make things simpler for Melissa.” Brittany was excited that Mary seemed to be suggesting some fun ways to trap Melissa further in her role.

Melissa’s lingerie was packed in a storage bin along with most of her night gowns and robes. Mary informed Brittany of her purchases and Brittany was thrilled. Brittany took note of the fact that all of Melissa’s bras were heavily padded. Brittany wondered what Melissa might look like without a bra.

After cleaning out the dresser, Mary and Brittany packed the juvenile clothing which fit Melissa into the dresser. A few childish dresses and skirts were added to the closet near the school uniforms.

Mary and Brittany removed several items from Melissa’s closet to be added to the storage bins. While Melissa needed clothes for work, she was clearly not going to need all of her clothes. And since the bedroom was supposed to be that of a fourth grader, a lot of the extra clothes seemed out of place.

The women quickly moved the storage bins to the basement. Now it was time to focus on the room itself. Mary began opening the bags. Mary took the new sheets to the laundry to wash them before putting them on the bed. Brittany had stripped the old sheets off the bed and Mary planned to wash them before storing them in the basement.

Brittany removed the curtains and folded them. The bedside table light was replaced with a child’s lamp decorated with the My Little Pony theme and had a matching shade. A couple of old pictures were removed from the wall.

Mary hung a few posters from My Little Pony and Frozen on the walls.

Brittany collected the cosmetics on Melissa’s vanity and put them in a box which was put in the closet. The majority of Melissa’s cosmetics which she used were actually in her book bag. A couple of toy figures from the two movies were added to the vanity and the top of Melissa’s dresser.

Mary was really getting into the room decorations. Brittany was enjoying herself also.

Melissa had decided to let the other two do their work in peace. She would look at it later and decide whether it was acceptable.

Mary and Brittany picked up Melissa’s room and stored away any items that seemed unneeded in Melissa’s present situation.

As dinner was about ready, the sheets were done in the dryer. Mary moved everything to a basket and took it back to Melissa’s room. Melissa thought it was nice that they were cleaning the room and doing the laundry.

Mary folded the old sheets. Brittany began making the bed. My Little Pony sheets, pillow cases and a new comforter were put on the bed. Several special throw pillows replaced the old ones. In the center of the bed, Mary placed the stuffed My Little Pony.

They laid the new nightgown and robe on the bed and placed the slippers alongside the bed.

Brittany had set up Melissa’s vanity more like a school desk where a child could do their homework. There was a pencil jar and some paper along with a My Little Pony eraser.

Stepping back, Brittany and Mary high fived each other. The room looked great.

Brittany had taken a couple of pictures before they began their work. She had photographed the dresser contents and the closet. She took several pictures of the finished product. While Mary went to wash her hands before dinner, Brittany took pictures of the new contents of Melissa’s dresser and her closet.

Melissa called them for dinner.

Chapter 34 Melissa’s New Room

After dinner, Mary was excited to show off their work. “Mom, there is no way the Principal will be mad at you. I think we have everything covered.”

Melissa approached her room with a certain amount of trepidation. Brittany pulled out her phone and decided this would be a singular moment to capture on video.

Mary asked her mom to close her eyes and she led her to the door. Brittany stepped into the room and to the side. From here she could capture the room and Melissa’s reaction.

Mary stepped next to her mom and held her hand. “Okay, open your eyes.”

Melissa had had stunning moments in her life. But her breath caught in her throat as her eyes opened wide. Mary read it as excitement. Brittany read it as Melissa being aghast and speechless. Melissa’s mouth moved, but no sound came out.

Mary said, “I know. Isn’t it great? I just know this is perfect. Aren’t you happy with your new room?”

Melissa looked at Mary who was smiling and then to Brittany who was also smiling. But, Brittany’s smile reminded her more of the Cheshire cat.

Melissa fought to find words. She did not want to upset her daughter. And Mary seemed happy and excited. But, it felt like a little girl’s room. All evidence of Melissa’s room seemed to have vanished.

Finally, she said, “Wow. It you guys went all out. I didn’t realize we were going this far. It is certainly cute. And I guess you are right honey. This is probably going to make the Principal happy.”

As Melissa walked towards the bed, she spied the nightgown and robe. “Oh look, you got me a new nightgown. And it matches my new sheets and covers.”

Mary held it up. “Isn’t it the cutest thing? After we tried on clothes earlier I knew just what size to buy. I couldn‘t pass it up.”

Melissa realized that Mary had bought this on her own when she was at the store. She did not want to disappoint her daughter.

Melissa said, “It is the perfect addition to the room. And, you are right, it is really cute.”

Melissa felt trapped by her daughter’s enthusiasm and she was trying to figure out what Britany’s role in all this was.

Melissa walked around the room trying to take everything in. “What happened to all my makeup?”

Brittany answered, “Fourth grade girls don’t have a lot of makeup. But they do need a desk to do their homework on. We thought the Principal would think that was a good touch.

Melissa decided she needed a quick escape and said, “I need a glass of water.” She went into her bathroom and they heard her exclaim, “Oh my god. The bathroom too?”

Melissa had found her new shower curtain decorated in the My Little Pony motif and the bathroom drinking glass, the tissue cover and her new toothbrush were from the same collection.

Melissa shrieked, “This is too much. I didn’t pick My Little Pony, Mary did.”

Brittany said, “Fourth grade girls seldom pick their clothes or the decorations for their bedroom or bathroom. Their guardians, parents or older siblings are often the ones doing that for them. You told the Principal you like My Little Pony and she asked you to add some things to prove it to her. We helped. And I think you should be thanking Mary and I for making sure you don’t get in any more trouble with the principal. Besides, when the lights are out at night, you can’t tell what the decorations are or what you are wearing. It’s dark.”

Mary jumped in, “I couldn’t pass up the shower curtain. It was just too cute.”

Melissa reconciled with herself to let this go. She could always make the bed with her old sheets next week.

Mary was excited to sort of force her mom to live with the childish room decorations. She wasn’t sure why. But there was something about it. She knew she had pushed it when she was shopping. Besides, it matched her new underwear. And, since we took all the other underwear, I guess she will be staying in little girl underwear seven days a week. While they were at the store, Mary had purchased another set of the My Little Pony panties to ensure that Melissa never ran out.

Brittany really wanted a picture of Melissa in her new night clothes. “Melissa, honey, you have had a big day. I think it would be a nice gesture if you tried on your new nighty that Mary so thoughtfully bought for you. While you change, Mary and I will clean up the kitchen.”

Mary thought that was great and encouraged her mom to try on her new nighty. “Come on mom. I really want to see if I got the right size. It will look really cute with your new room. We’ll be right back.”

Melissa was alone in her room. She removed her clothes and tried on her new nighty. She did not typically wear a bra to bed and removed both her bra and camisole. She donned the robe and slipped her slippers on. Her underwear was an exact match to the nightgown. She put her dirty clothes in the clothes hamper.

Melissa made her way to the kitchen where Brittany and Mary were finishing up. The two of them were talking and seemed to be getting along well.

Melissa asked, “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Brittany said, “No honey. You just hop up on a stool there and we’ll be done in just a minute.”

Brittany and Mary were very pleased with Melissa’s new nightwear. Everything fit perfectly. And Melissa looked just like any other little girl would in her outfit. As Mary was having her mother turn around so she could get a look at it, Brittany took a picture of the two of them. Then she suggested, they needed a picture of Melissa in her new nighty in her newly decorated bedroom.

Melissa was reluctant but Mary pushed her along asking what the problem was.

Brittany got a shot of Melissa at the foot of her bed. The bedding, her night table and her new wall posters were all clearly evident in the picture.

Brittany noted the hour and said she needed to head home.

Mary and Melissa saw her to the door. Then Mary turned to her mother and said, “We need some mother daughter time. Come on, I want to brush your hair.”

They moved back to Melissa’s bedroom and Mary sat with her mother on the bed. Mary started brushing Melissa’s hair. It was a ritual the two of them often did on the weekend. After a while, Mary parted Melissa’s hair and did two braids one on each side of her head. She ended each braid with a little barrette.

Melissa was worn out emotionally and was still trying to figure out how she would revert her room to the way it was. Mary helped her mother climb under the covers and kissed her good night. Mellissa was out like a light.

Mary stopped at the door as she was turning out the light and thought how cute her mom looked in her new room.

Chapter 35

On Sunday, Melissa woke up slowly. Her arms were cuddling a stuffed animal. As she opened her eyes she realized that she was holding her own My Little Pony. She found that she was surprisingly comfortable in her new bedding.

Melissa used the bathroom and took a shower behind her new shower curtain. She could not escape My Little Pony. After her shower, Melissa brushed her teeth and then moved to the bedroom to get dressed.

Opening her dresser drawer she was stunned to realize that her normal underwear drawer was full of children’s socks. She moved to the drawer with the children’s underwear and donned underwear and a training bra. She needed to have something on as she looked for where they had put her lingerie. Melissa went back to the first drawer and grabbed a pair of shortie socks.

As she opened another drawer, Melissa was upset to find juvenile shorts and leggings. She had an idea what had happened. She shook her head as she pulled out a pair of pink and yellow bike shorts. In the next drawer, Melissa found piles of juvenile shirts and tops that they had gone through yesterday. Melissa pulled out a t-shirt decorated with rainbows. It seemed like a good match for the bike shorts.

Melissa put on the tennis shoes from yesterday and then began to investigate what other changes had been made to her room. Her makeup was not in the drawers of her vanity. It was in a box in the closet. It seemed that some of her clothes were missing from the closet. But she noted the addition of several dresses Mary work when she was much younger. Great she thought. I can wear my daughter’s hand me downs.

Melissa had used a shower cap during her shower and now remembered that she still had her hair in pigtails. Standing in front of her closet floor to ceiling mirror, she realized that in her present outfit, she might have trouble convincing someone she was in fourth grade. Frankly, she thought she looked younger.

Suddenly, Mary was at the door to her room. “Mom, you look great. I love your outfit. Did you sleep well? How were your new sheets and comforter?”

Melissa wanted to complain. But Mary’s excitement was infectious. She did not want to disappoint Mary. “I slept really well. The bedding was pretty comfortable. Of course, I was pretty tired.”

Mary ran into the room and hugged her mother. “I knew you would like it. I just knew it. And you decided to wear some of the casual clothes we found. You look really cute. Let’s get some breakfast.”

Mary held onto Melissa’s hand and pulled her out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.

After breakfast, Mary asked “What are we going to do today?”

Melissa said, “I have some paperwork I need to work on today. Also, I hate to admit it, I have to fill out some math sheet for the class I attended last week.”

Mary laughed, “You have homework?” she asked.

Melissa reluctantly admitted, “Yes. The Principal says if I am in class I have to do whatever the other students are assigned. I have to sit in a math class while waiting to be picked up in the morning. So, I have some math homework.”

Mary took on a dominant tone and said, “Well young lady, I don’t want to see you on the internet or watching TV until all your homework is done. When you are done, you call me and I will review it. Do you understand?”

Melissa got into the joking and said, “Yes mam. I’ll go start working at my desk.”

Mary laughed as her mother departed for the bedroom.

Melissa sat at her vanity, now school desk and worked on her math problems.  It took her a while to get back into the groove.  But once she refreshed herself on the principles, she started making good headway.

Mary took a picture of her mother sitting at her desk working on her homework. It was so cute, she could not resist.

Mary made some sandwiches for lunch along with some cut up fruit. She set the plates up with glasses of milk on the table located on the patio outside the family room.

Mary had started feeling silly calling a person dressed like a fourth grader mom. But, she also felt it was wrong to address her by her first name. So she decided to use endearing terms and nicknames. She went to her mom's door and said, “Honey, let’s take a break from your homework. I made us some lunch. Come on now.” It was exactly how her mother often got her to take a break from her studies. It felt nice to do something for her mom.

Melissa was surprised that Mary had made lunch. Maybe she was growing up and taking more responsibility. That thought made Melissa proud.

Melissa was reluctant at first to eat outside. But, Mary pointed out what a nice day it was and she held the door. Melissa and she seated themselves at the table and began eating. Melissa complimented Mary on the lunch and thanked her for helping out.

Mary took that opportunity to ask Melissa, “So, how is your homework coming? Are you about done with your math homework?”

Melissa nodded her head with a mouthful of food and said, “Mhm, I just have one or two more problems left. But then I have to write a letter for the Principal because of what happened on Friday.”

Mary shook her head, “Honey, you don’t want to be on the Principal's bad side. You need to do a good job.”

Melissa nodded again, “I know. I don’t want to upset Principal Adams anymore.”

Mary thought it was unusual for her mom to refer to the principal using her full title and not saying Miss Adams. But she let it go.

After lunch Mary said she would clean up so Melissa could finish her homework.

Melissa finished her math homework in 15 minutes and began writing her report for the principal. While she was working on that, Mary came into the room and asked form Melissa’s math homework. She said she would check it so that no obvious mistakes were turned in the next day.

Melissa spent about an hour trying to craft something she thought the principal would accept. Mary helped her take a couple of pictures of the room. When she was done, Melissa sent the report and pictures by e-mail to the principal.

Mary congratulated Melissa on getting all the math correct.

The two of them settled down for an afternoon snack and picked a nice chick flick to watch. It was nice to spend time together.

While at the mall, Brittany had explained that Melissa needed to have a more normal school girl hairstyle and that given her long hair, she would probably need to wear the school approved headband to keep her hair out of her eyes.

That evening, Mary reminded her mother of the hair issue and suggested that Melissa take a shower tonight and Mary would help her with her hair in the morning.

In the morning, Mary explained that Melissa needed to have a normal school girl hairdo. She reminded Melissa that when Mary was in the lower grades and had longer hair, that mom had almost always braided her hair to keep it out of her face during the day.

After Melissa was dressed in her school uniform, Mary quickly recreated the two braided ponytails from the weekend. Melissa was worried about what she would do with her hair at work. But Mary said, adults have more flexibility in their hair than grade school girls.

Chapter 36

Principal Adams was thrilled to see Melissa exiting the school bus with her childish braids. Now, Melissa looked like all the other little girls.

This was simply icing after Principal Adams had reviewed Melissa’s paper and the pictures of her redecorated room at home. In her wildest dreams, Principal Adams had not expected Melissa to take the changes as far as she did. It was obvious the lesson on Friday had imparted to her little fourth grade girl that she needed to live the life of a fourth grader.

Before Melissa departed the school this morning, Susan Adams would bring Melissa in to discuss her paper. Maybe Brittany, as her guardian, should be a witness to Melissa’s presentation.

Principal Adams reread Melissa’s letter;

Melissa went to homeroom and traveled with her classmates to math class. As she entered the room, she approached the teacher’s desk and apologized for the misunderstanding and handed the teacher her math homework. The teacher nodded in understanding and Melissa moved to her desk and sat down.

When Brittany arrived, the principal asked her to come in. After being prompted, Brittany reviewed their shopping adventures and the redecorating of Melissa’s room. It was clear that Brittany had enjoyed her day of shopping and degrading her boss. It also sounded like Mary had gotten into the action. Susan wondered how that dynamic might play into things in the future.

Susan explained that she was going to have Melissa come in and read her letter out loud. The principal thought it would be a good idea for Brittany to be a witness. Brittany was thrilled. Brittany went out to the secretary to fill out her paperwork and Melissa was called to the office.

Brittany was wearing one of her new skirt suits along with 3 inch pumps. She looked very professional sitting in one of the comfortable office chairs when Melissa came traipsing in in her school uniform. Melissa was smiling this morning and she said, “Good morning, Miss Woods. Shall we go?”

Brittany smiled and said, “Not yet honey. I think the principal wants to talk to you before we head off to my office.” Brittany had decided to refer to work as her office instead of either their office or Melissa’s office. She felt it might create some separation in their worlds.

Melissa caught he difference in calling it “work” or “our office”. She thought it best to discuss it later.

The secretary said, “Girl, put your book bag down on the bench and go on into the Principal’s office.”

Melissa did as she was told and found Brittany following her into the office.

The Principal indicated the area in front of her desk. But, by now, Melissa knew exactly where she was supposed to stand when in the Principal’s office.

The Principal looked over her young charge and she was pleased with the full presentation. Of course, she still knew about the bra situation and she was waiting for just the right moment to use that as a lock to trap her young charge. She was still working on exactly what she wanted to extract from young Melissa. She had already made so much progress. She needed to really raise the bar. Yes, Melissa would pay dearly for her final major dress code infraction.

The Principal began, “So, your hair is much more appropriate. This way when you are on the playground or eating lunch in the cafeteria, your hair will no longer be a problem. Don’t you agree?”

Melissa was caught off guard by this opening. She didn’t play on the playground or eat in the cafeteria. But, there was clearly only one acceptable answer. “Yes, mam.”

Susan Adams could see the concern on little Melissa’s face. “Because of your schedule, you don’t get a lot of time on the playground with your classmates. Do you?”

Melissa answered slowly, “No Principal Adams.” She was positive this was some attempt to get her to explode. Melissa vowed to try and keep her emotions in check.

The Principal continued, “You often miss lunch. I wonder if you could adjust your schedule to be able to eat with your friends.”

Melissa said, “Because of the obligations I have outside of my classes, I’m afraid that would be impractical.”

Principal Adams declared, “Oh how silly of me. I should really address these kinds of issues with your guardian. Shouldn’t I? She’s the one who decides where you spend your day.”

Melissa agreed, “Of course, Principal Adams. I am sure Miss Woods will explain all the things I need to do outside of school.”

To emphasize their places, Susan turned to Brittany, “Brittany, you and I should talk about little Melissa’s schedule and see if we can arrange for her to have more quality time with her classmates. We work so hard to ensure the children have enough recreation time and a balanced diet.”

Brittany replied, “Susan, I will review little Melissa’s schedule and then I think we should get together and talk about how to minimize her time away from school.”

Brittany smiled. Susan smiled. And Melissa realized she couldn’t talk to either of them using their names. It was like she was cut off. And now they were talking about planning her life without her. She needed to get Brittany out of here before she agreed to something stupid.

Melissa’s thoughts were cut off by the Principal, “So, Melissa, I received the pictures of your new room. It looks like you had fun redecorating. I also received your report. I think it would be best if you read your report to me.

While Melissa pondered this request, the Principal walked over to her door and opened it. She saw the secretary and the school nurse talking at the desk. The Principal invited the two women to join them in the office for a moment.

The Principal picked up the report off the desk and said, “Alright, Melissa. Brittany, the school nurse, the secretary and I are all ready to hear your letter. You may begin.”

Melissa was stunned. She wrote a pandering letter to the Principal believing it would only be seen by the Principal. Now she wanted to not only share it with others, but to read it out loud. Melissa stood there looking down at the paper and then up at the adults in the room.

The Principal interrupted her thoughts, “Melissa, the adults have to get back to our important work. Please begin reading, now.”

Melissa decided to shut the real world form her mind and slowly began reading her letter.

Dear Principal Adams,

I wear My Little Pony underwear all the time.  I got rid of all my other underwear because I love everything about My Little Pony.  My guardian, Miss Woods and Mary, helped me redecorate my room to make me feel like I am in Equestria the home of the ponies.  I now have My Little Pony sheets, comforter, curtains and even a shower curtain.  All my friends from Equestria surround me. 

But, my favorite pony is Rainbow Dash.  Rainbow Dash guards my bed when I am at school.  She holds me at night to protect me.  Rainbow Dash is a female Pegasus pony and one of the main characters in My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. She maintains the weather and clears the skies in Ponyville.  Rainbow Dash has a pet tortoise named Tank, whom she chose out of Fluttershy's offered animals.  She represents the element of loyalty.

Rainbow Dash was the first in her class to get her cutie mark. She got her cutie mark in summer flight camp, where she defended Fluttershy from a pair of bullies.  She challenged two bullies to a flying Pegasus race, and in the ensuing contest she discovered her passion for speed and for "winning."   In winning the race, she performed her very first sonic rain boom, not only gaining her own cutie mark, but also inadvertently setting in motion the events that would cause Fluttershy and her future Ponyville friends to gain their own cutie marks.

This weekend, I went shopping with my Miss Woods and Mary.  I wore my clothes which are hand me downs from Mary when she was in the fourth grade.  Miss Woods and Mary helped me go through all my clothes this weekend to make sure I had all the clothes I need for both school and when I am at home.  I have a dresser full of play clothes.  I am such a lucky little girl. 

On Sunday, I did my homework and wrote this paper.  Then Mary and I planned to watch an appropriate movie.  Mary looked over my math homework and told me what a good job I had done.  I hope my teacher is also happy. 

Tonight, I will talk to Rainbow Dash before I go to sleep and ask her to help me be better at school.

I am sorry for my words and actions on Friday and I will do everything I can to be a good little girl and a fourth grade student you can be proud of. 

Melissa Martin

Fourth Grade Student

Brittany found she was holding her breath and trying not to break out in laughter. The secretary and the nurse who both knew this was the mother of another student were simply too dazed to respond. The Principal’s smile grew larger as Melissa read each paragraph of the letter which step by step chipped away at any dignity or respect she would have in any of these women’s eyes.

The Principal took the letter from Melissa and patted her on the forehead like a small child. “That was a very nice letter my dear. I am going to keep my eye on you to make sure we don’t have any more setbacks. Now, I think you should run along with your guardian to do whatever it is you do when you are skipping school.”

Brittany was still having trouble processing the letter she had just heard. However, she had not missed an opportunity to record it from the back of the group. She would have to listen to it again at work. She was finally able to say, “Come along little one.”

The Principal smiled at the secretary and the nurse. They simply stared at her. The Principal pointed to the window and both women moved to the window. There they saw Brittany walk to the car holding Melissa’s hand. The rear door was opened and they witnessed Brittany loading little Melissa into a car seat.

The Principal said, “Are you two having a contest to see who can catch more flies? Close your mouths. Have you never seen a fourth grade student getting into a car with their guardian?”

The nurse looked at her like she was crazy. “That is Melissa Martin. She is a mother and has a daughter in high school. What in god’s name is going on?”

“As I told you, she had to register to ride the bus. The rules say she has to wear a uniform to ride the bus. She sits in the back of the bus with the younger kids. The state said she had to go to homeroom every day. So, she goes to homeroom every day. The police say she can’t run around town in a school uniform during the day, so she can’t walk to school or work. Therefore she needs a ride. The state law says that due to her size she needs a car seat in the back seat. Because her ride doesn’t get here till after homeroom, she, like all other registered students goes to class with her classmates. Melissa has time and again violated the rules and with her agreement, she was punished for those violations like any other student. Okay, maybe I was a little harsher on her than other students. But, she’s an adult. She should know better. I asked her who is in fourth grade and she said little girls. I agreed. I asked her if her room at home and her actions out of school were like other girls. She said she would write me a report. As with many things Melissa has been involved with, she may have gone a little overboard. So she wrote me a letter explaining it all. Melissa Martin is now a registered fourth grade student in our school and she just promised to try and be good. I don’t know about the two of you, but I actually like this relationship much better than the one where she yells and screams at us criticizing everything we do. What do you think?”

The two of them were still staring at her slack jawed. Susan smiled, “You two are still catching flies. Maybe you should get back to your work. I have a school to run.”

Melissa was thirsty after reading her letter and found herself taking a drink from her sippy cup as Miss Woods drove her to the office.

Brittany wanted to prevent Melissa from changing her hair. She gave Melissa enough time to change clothes and then told her there was a call for her. Melissa swiped on some makeup and quickly went to her office. Of course the call was gone. But Melissa was in her professional clothes with pigtails. It was strange but not unacceptable. Brittany handed her several messages from the day before and within moments, Melissa forgot about her hair.

When Mrs. Dolan came into the office, she ducked her head in to say hi to Melissa. “That is a cute hairstyle.”

Melissa thought quickly, “Mary asked if she could do my hair and this is what I got. Is it bad?”

Mrs. Dolan thought about how it would look on the school girl who came and went and smiled. “No honey, it looks fine. Get back to work.”

Melissa noticed that more people were referring to her as Honey and other drippy names.

Melissa spent her morning on the phones. Then she decided it was time for a discussion with Brittany about this nonsense at her school. It did not occur to her that there was something wrong with thinking about “her” school. “Brittany can you come to my office when you have a moment?”

Brittany was immediately aware of the use of her first name by her young charge. She decided to stir things up, “You know, I have a job, honey. As soon as I have a moment, I’ll scoot back to see how you are doing. I can’t let my responsibilities suffer just to run off every time you want to tell me a secret. If you need something to do, I’m sure there is some reading materials in your little bag.”

Melissa was stunned. It sounded like Brittany had lost her mind. She must have spent way too much time babysitting when she was growing up. She was talking to Melissa like she was some kid who needed attention. “Brittany, this is Melissa. We have some things we need to talk about.”

Brittany could hear it in her voice. Melissa was getting upset. “I totally understand. But remember, there are lots of other people who work in my office and I have to help them all out. I’ll have some time for you in a bit. Now, remember who you are talking to and hang up the phone.”

Melissa wasn’t sure she understood. But there seemed to be a veiled threat. She hung up the phone.

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Brittany waited over 30 minutes. She knew that whatever Melissa wanted to talk to her about was regarding personal issues outside of the office. She also knew that making her wait would get her riled up. They were getting to the point where Brittany was going to have to establish the pecking order with Melissa. And she had no intention of being anywhere but on top.

With a fresh cup of coffee, Brittany made her way to Melissa’s office. The door was shut. Brittany made no pretense of knocking and simply barged into the room. She did not close the door and sat down in one of the guest chairs. “So, my dear, what is so important we need to talk about?”

Melissa could not believe that Brittany had not knocked. And now she left the door open. “Brittany, could you please shut the door?”

Brittany sipped her coffee raised her eyebrows and asked, “Why?”

Melissa could not believe the audacity of the receptionist. “How about because I asked you to close the door? I even said please. How about because I am a sales person and you are the receptionist?”

Brittany continued to smile. “All good points. But when you insult me and address me in such a demeaning manner, I think I have a right to be upset. It makes me wonder why I should show you any deference when you insult me.”

Melissa was taken aback. “How did I insult you? You’re the one insulting me.”

Brittany sipped her coffee and looked over the brim of her cup. That hid her smile from Melissa. “I think the way you refer to me is demeaning.”

Melissa was not sure where this was going. “How did I possibly demean you? I simply asked you to come back to my office. I’ve done it before and there have been no issues.”

Brittany asked, “Try to remember what you said. Try to remember exactly what you said.”

Melissa thought about it. “I asked you to come to my office for a moment.”

Brittany shook her head. “There was more.”

Melissa, thought back, “Didn’t I say Brittany, can you come to my office when you have a moment?”

Brittany nodded. “Yep. That was it.”

Melissa could not figure out what she had said that was demeaning. “I don’t get it.”

With a serious face and staring directly into Melissa’s eyes, Brittany asked, “Is that the proper way for you to address your guardian?”

Melissa stumbled for words. Her guardian, that’s what she said. Melissa hopped up from the desk and closed the door. She stood next to Brittany. “But that’s just at the school.”

Brittany shook her head and placed her coffee on the desk. “That was not what you agreed to. You told the Principal that I was your guardian and the Principal said and I quote ‘you will never refer to your guardian in any way but Miss Woods or we will have to work to beat your bad attitude out of you. Never! Do you understand?’ And you told her you understood and that you would never call me anything but Miss Woods.”

Melissa was standing in front of Brittany and she was dissolving. She was acting like the fourth grade student again as she whined, “But that was at school. I can’t be the only one referring to the receptionist as Miss Woods. What will people think?”

Brittany said, “They will think you respect me. They will know you don’t look down upon me. And right now they will not know that I am your guardian and therefore I deserve that level of respect. I think I may have to drop you off at school early today so that I can have a talk with the principal.”

Melissa’s “No. Please not that. Anything. Not that.” Came out of her mouth in a begging, pleading tone one would expect form a child who knew the punishment would be horrendous.

Brittany knew she had her now. “Anything. You’re sure?”

Melissa reassured her, “Absolutely. Anything. Please don’t tell the Principal.”

Brittany thought about this. She needed to document this. She pulled out her phone. “First tell me why you might be in trouble.”

Melissa admitted to using Brittany’s first name instead of calling her Miss Woods. And then without prompting, she admitted that she would do anything Brittany wanted to avoid Brittany telling the principal.”

Brittany felt that about covered things. She put her phone away and walked out of the office.

It was not until she was gone that Melissa realized they never discussed the things Melissa wanted to talk about.

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Brittany spent the rest of the day trying to decide on an appropriate punishment for Melissa. Things came together and Brittany arranged everything. Melissa would regret annoying Brittany and giving her free control of the punishment.

Brittany alerted Melissa that they had to run an errand after lunch. Melissa assumed this had something to do with her punishment. They got in the car and Brittany drove them to a strip mall outside of town. They pulled up in front of a salon. Brittany turned to Melissa. “We are going inside. You will not disagree with me. This is your punishment. You said anything. I am not going to have them do anything to the hair on your head. Do you understand?”

Melissa wanted to ask why they were here. But she knew it was a waste of time. Bad nails or hair. It did not really matter at this point.

Melissa and Brittany entered the salon. Brittany seemed to know a few people. Brittany confirmed an appointment and soon a woman approached the two of them and escorted them to a room in the rear of the salon.

Brittany was yammering away with the lady who was clearly an old friend.

Melissa had been looking around trying to figure out why they were here. When she heard Brittany change subjects.

“So, I told her how much I loved the work you guys do. And, Melissa begged me to get her in. Right Melissa?”

Melissa simply nodded not having any idea what they were talking about.

Brittany said, “I told her how I hated shaving my underarms and my legs and that I had had you take care of everything. Melissa wanted the same thing. I told her you would give her a discount since we knew each other.”

The technician, named Tammy, said, “Absolutely. Referrals always get a 10 % discount.”

Tammy turned to Melissa, “So, Brittany called me yesterday and I have you all set up. Now we use the latest in laser techniques. There will be a little discomfort, but other than that, you’ll be done with shaving.”

Melissa was trying to understand. This hardly seemed like a punishment.

Tammy handed her a pill and some water. “This is a pill to take some of the edge off. It will wear off in about 2 hours.”

Melissa, under Brittany’s watchful eyes, downed the pill and drank the water.

Tammy instructed her to remove her outer clothes and just keep her underwear on. She would be right back.

Melissa started to undress. But she did not want to undress in front of Brittany. She did not want to undress in front of anyone. She heard Brittany say, “This is the punishment.”

Melissa figured having to reveal her childish underwear to some stranger was no big deal. She would never see her again. She decided to just go with it. She removed her blouse, and her suit. All her clothes were folded on a chair. Melissa climbed up on the table wearing her training bra and her My Little Pony panties.

Tammy returned. “Oh, aren’t you the cutest thing. I love your underwear.”

Brittany prompted, “What do you say Melissa?”

Melissa said, “Thank you.” She was already feeling like they were treating her like a child.

Melissa was already starting to feel relaxed as Tammy set things up. She explained that they would do her under arms first and then start at the bottom of her legs. They would do the back first and then the front.

Melissa tried to get comfortable. They had her wear special dark glasses. The technician undid Melissa’s bra to get full access under her arms. Brittany saw a few tears as Melissa’s childish chest was revealed.

After they were done, Tammy helped Melissa put her training bra back on.

As they began working on her lower legs, Brittany and Tammy continued to talk. They had music playing and Melissa was having a hard time concentrating. She sort of drifted along as her body was moved and different areas were treated with the laser.

As they got higher on her legs, Melissa hardly realized when Tammy slipped her juvenile panties down her legs. She heard a buzzing like hair shears and then it was gone. Soon, Melissa felt like she was waking up. She had her underwear on and she even had her camisole back on. She was just lying on the table. There was a strap across her middle that prevented her from falling off.

Tammy and Brittany were standing in front of her.

Brittany handed her a blouse. She slipped it on. As she did, she realized it was her school uniform blouse. She started to look up at Brittany to ask a question when Brittany said, “We have to get you into your school uniform. We barely have time to get you to the school on time.”

Tammy smiled a knowing smile and said, “You are right Brittany that is one great costume. Melissa you are really a strong woman to wear that costume to the school. Good luck.”

Melissa thought Brittany had told Tammy she was in some type of costume contest. Either way, they had to hurry to get to the bus. Melissa donned her uniform and Brittany borrowed some makeup remover tissues from Tammy to clean Melissa up.

Melissa was still a bit tired from the salon visit and the pill. Her legs and underarms tingled. Frankly, her butt tingled. But, they needed to get to the school.

Brittany loaded her youngster into the car and they were off.

When Brittany dropped Melissa off at school, the principal was excited to see that her favorite fourth grade student still had her hair in pigtails after working all day.

At home, Melissa and Mary had a quick dinner and Melissa went to bed early.

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The next morning, Mary fixed her mother’s hair in a mid-high ponytail. It was held in place by a simple hair tie and Mary pulled the school headband on her mother’s head to keep the straggling hairs from flopping into her face.

Brittany arrived at school to pick Melissa up dressed like all of the professional sales women at their office. She had a skirt suit and a nice silk blouse. She had her hair in a bun. Brittany looked totally professional.

Melissa was a little surprised at how good Brittany looked this morning. She had noticed the change in dressing. And it was good that Brittany was taking her clothing more seriously.

Brittany hustled Melissa out to the car and got her harnessed in. Melissa found her sippy cup where it was every time they got in the car lately. She took a drink and they were off. They had been driving for a few minutes when Melissa realized they were not headed to the office.

Being careful, she said, “Miss Woods, this isn’t the way to the office.”

Brittany answered, “That is very observant of you, honey.”

Melissa was concerned now. “Where are we going?”

Brittany answered, “We have to make a stop before we go to the office.”

Melissa was more concerned, “But, I have to change clothes.”

Brittany nodded. “I understand. We should have plenty of time. You have everything with you. So there should not be any issues.”

It sounded like Brittany had the situation in hand.

Melissa sipped from her sippy cup as they drove along.

Brittany informed her that they had a showing at a house that had been on the market for a while. Melissa had originally signed the listing and she was excited that it might turn into a sale where she got both sides of the deal. Therefore Melissa was familiar with the property and had few if any concerns.

Brittany turned into the driveway and parked next to another car. At first, this did not register with Melissa. Brittany was out of the car and opened her door. Suddenly, there was a woman talking to Brittany while Melissa was on full display in her car seat. Getting anxious, Melissa said out loud what she was thinking, “I have to get out of my car seat.”

As if things could not get worse, some other woman had her head in the car. “Oh aren’t you the cutest thing.” She ducked out of the car and said, “Miss Woods, your little one doesn’t want to be trapped in the car.”

Brittany kept talking to the woman as she stepped back into the door of the car. Brittany loosened the harnesses and Melissa as was her habit stretched out her arms to allow Brittany to remove her from the car seat. Melissa expected to be put down in the car. Brittany, however, stepped out of the car door and plopped Melissa on her feet in her school uniform right in front of some woman. And the woman looked familiar.

The woman said, “I love that car seat. May I take a closer look?”

Brittany assured her it was fine.

The woman was smiling as she exited the car. “And, I see that you kept the pacifier I gave you the other day. They do come in handy when the little ones whine and cry.”

Brittany petted Melissa’s shoulders as she agreed, “You were a lifesaver the other day. She was having a real breakdown. Your gift gave her something else to worry about and gave me a few moments of silence on the way home from the store. I hooked it right up to her chair so it would be there if we had another breakdown.”

Brittany leaned down to Melissa, “Honey, tell the lady thank you for giving you her extra binky. Go ahead now.”

Melissa had been trying to figure out how she would change clothes. Now this insulting request. She looked up at Brittany and suddenly saw the fierce look in her eyes. “Thank you for the binky.” Melissa barely got it out.

Suddenly, Brittany was all business. “Well shall we take a look at the house? Brittany led the way to the front door. The woman was pushing a stroller with her child in it. Brittany opened the door and they all entered with Melissa at the back.

Brittany said, “Melissa, can you push the baby around in the dining room in her stroller while the adults look at the house?”

Melissa was fuming. But she knew there was no way out. She simply nodded. Melissa started pushing the stroller around as the two women disappeared into the house.

Next thing she knew, the two women were in the kitchen writing on a piece of paper. Brittany assured her she would get back to her later today.

Soon they were in the car and leaving.

Brittany smiled at Melissa, “I got my first sale.”

Melissa said, “You aren’t an agent. You can’t sell houses. How could you let this happen? I have never been so embarrassed in my life.”

Brittany drove along and said, “It was an accident. I thought we handled it pretty well considering. And somehow, we still sold the house. We will talk to Mrs. Dolan about how to handle things.”

On their return to the office, everyone had arrived long ago. Brittany assisted Melissa in changing into her office clothes. Brittany wondered when Melissa would consider her school and play clothes her regular clothes and the office clothes to be the costume.

Melissa dunked into the rest room to fix her makeup.

Moments later, Mrs. Dolan was calling her name.

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Brittany was sitting in Mrs. Dolan’s office with a smile on her face. Mrs. Dolan had clearly been laughing. “Melissa, Brittany has been telling me about your adventure this morning. That is one of the funniest things I have ever heard. And the best part is, you guys still sold the house.”

Melissa wore a serious look on her face and it took Mrs. Dolan a few moments to realize that Melissa did not see the same humor in today’s events. “Oh, come on Melissa. Get off your high horse. This was a situation reminiscent of the keystone cops. And you guys sold a house in the middle of chaos. And, it was legal because since Melissa was present, we still had a licensed agent on site. Now, I’m taking the two of you to lunch today and we are all going to laugh and have a good time. Now everyone scoot back your posts.”

Melissa was kicking herself for possibly over-reacting. She stepped to Brittany. “I am sorry I got upset. You saved the day and I was so caught up in the embarrassment that I couldn’t see it. Please forgive me.”

Brittany said, “Of course Melissa. I just wanted to do what was best for the company.”

The three women walked down the street to a favorite restaurant at lunch. By the time it was over, even Melissa was laughing at what had happened.

Brittany dropped Melissa off at school later in the afternoon.

That evening, Melissa decided to have a bath and try to release some of her life pressure. After dinner, Melissa made her way to her room and began disrobing. Recently, she found the site of herself in the childish underwear a little un-nerving. Therefore, she had avoided looking at herself unless fully clothed.

Melissa filled the tub and added bath salts and bubbles. She doffed her juvenile underwear and threw it into the hamper. Then, she quickly slid into the tub. Melissa laid back and soaked in the odors and played with the bubbles. She tried to get rid of her stress.

She ran her hands up and down her legs. Not a hair could be found. She grabbed her loofa and washed her legs. It looked like the laser treatment had been successful. True it was embarrassing to let someone see her naked. But, it was better than tempting Principal Adams.

Melissa washed the rest of her body before addressing her more personal area. Finally, as she was feeling totally relaxed, she decided it was time to wash her personal area. Melissa had not been on a date in a while and she sometimes took a few extra moments in the tub to pleasure herself. Melissa soaped up a washcloth and made sure she got all the cracks and crevices.

Then it was time for a more personal moment under the bubbles. Melissa rubbed her chest and ran her hands up and down her body and played with her nipples. Without much in the breast department, Melissa’s nipples were always overly sensitive. Her excitement grew. Melissa’s hand made its way south and she extended her middle finger to part her lips. Melissa was very turned on when she suddenly realized her palm was resting on soft flesh above her vagina. Suddenly, as her finger touched her clitoris, it dawned on Melissa what was strange. Her hand was not resting on her pubic hair. Because, there was no hair. But the touch to the clitoris was pushing her over the edge. Melissa sat up in the tub and looked down to see that her pubic area was as clean as the day she was born. Yet her hand was furiously attacking her. She realized, that her unclothed body looked exactly like the fourth grade girl she dressed as each morning. She now knew what Brittany’s punishment was. What she did not know, was whether the hair indicating she was an adult would ever return. With these thoughts in her head and her realization that she lived in a fourth grade girls’ room, dressed as a fourth grade girl and now she had the body of a fourth grade girl, Melissa had one of the most intense orgasms of her life.

Melissa was lying back in the tub. The water was cold now. Melissa had finally recovered enough to move around. She drained the tub and moved to the shower. Melissa liked to rinse off in the shower and then wash and condition her hair. Mary or Brittany had replaced her shampoo with some children’s shampoo with Rainbow Dash on the label. Melissa washed her hair. Afterward, she rubbed baby oil into her skin. It felt great on her newly denuded body. She almost had another session with her hand when she realized, she needed sleep. Getting into bed in her My Little Pony nightie, Melissa realized that she now smelled like a little girl. Her matching panties slipped up her legs and fit her like glove, the same as they would any other little girl.

Melissa pulled Rainbow Dash into her arms. “You may be cute, but you seem to be everywhere in my life.” She hugged the stuffed animal and closed her eyes.

Worn out from her day, Melissa fell asleep quickly.