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time, she was wet again, too, so her body was truly taking over and taking care of things itself. Mommy changed her and praised her again for letting go like a good girl, but it had been a while, she’d noticed, since Alicia had gone number two.
    “Unless you’ve been using the potty without asking Mommy,” Mommy said, watching her carefully.
    Alicia’s eyes grew big above her pacifier, and she shook her head back and forth gravely that she hadn’t. And she hadn’t.
    “Well, I think someone needs some encouragement, because you should be using the potty to go number two at least once a day, baby girl.” So before her Mommy finished diapering her and put her into a pretty pastel flowered romper for the day, she reached into the cupboard and pulled out a huge round container of glycerin suppositories and put them on the crib next to Alicia, so that she could see when Mommy took each suppository out of the tub.
    Alicia’s legs were already held obscenely back by those evil straps, which exposed not only her kitty, but her bottom hole, too. Mommy must have thought that it wasn’t exposed quite enough, though, because she pushed a button on the crib and Licia found her legs drawn back even further, until her knees were almost back to her ears, and her bottom was raised well off the diaper and layers of soakers that lay open beneath it.
    “That’s much better.”
    She could still see Mommy reach for that container of suppositories, though, and she began to keen when she saw the size of what she took out of the jar. They were huge! Alicia had seen them before; her mother had used them for herself when she’d been constipated, and they were relatively small. But these were the size of six or so of the normal ones, as if someone had melted five or six of them down and reshaped them into one larger one.
    And she’d taken out four of them! They were easily as thick as a grown man’s thumb, each of them.
    “These should help you. When you need to go, you have permission to take out your pacifier and ask me to go.”
    Ask? She’d be lucky if she made it with all of those up inside her!
    “Time to take your medicine, Alicia,” Mommy said, and Alicia could immediately feel the pressure of the tip of one of those awful huge things up against her bottom flower, and Mommy wasn’t going to take no for an answer, she was quite sure. As it sat there, her own body heat began to melt it and make it slippery, so whether or not she wanted it to, it was going to end up inside her.
    And seconds later, it did just pop inside her, making her feel uncomfortably full and stretched inside. She whined and fussed as much as she thought she could get away with, which wasn’t much.
    And then the second one was inserted with much less ceremony, because the lubrication from the first was already there. And that just made her feel that much more stuffed. Mommy waited just a minute or so for her body to accommodate, not long at all, though, before adding the third and fourth right in a row, with no time in between the two at all.
    And then she bundled her up in the layers of her diaper and into her romper and brought her down to lunch.
    Alicia hated walking with something in her butt. She hated it. With the exaggerated size and number of the suppositories inside her, it would take a little while for her to get to the point where she would be able to ignore their presence, which was, of course, just what Mommy wanted. Just about that time, they would begin to have their desired effect, and Alicia would have to ask for permission to use the potty. And she had to sit like that and drink her bottle for lunch.
    Mommy decided she was being entirely too fussy about it, and she got her first spanking at the table, which Amy smirked about, of course. Mommy took a pink paddle, which was quickly becoming her nemesis, out of a drawer of the hutch, and used it to blister her rear end but good. So not only was Alicia dealing with the total