Before heading to the classroom, Emily washed Jack’s hands of syrup using a wet paper towel.
“Thanks” Jack said as Emily held his hand and began pulling him out of the kitchen. She led Jack down the long hallway before stopping at a control panel just beside a door. The control panel read “Emily: Level 2C” and was displayed all in red indicating the room’s status. Emily pushed her thumb to the panel before it changed from red to green and the door beside it opened allowing them to enter.
As they entered the room, Jack's eyes widened in wonder. The walls were painted in cheerful pastel colors and adorned with artwork made by previous students. The shelves were lined with toys and books, all carefully selected to stimulate young minds and foster a love for learning. A large rug in the center of the room was decorated with bright shapes and colors, providing a soft and comfortable spot for circle time.
Emily led Jack over to a small table with miniature chairs in the corner of the room. Just before getting to the table, the wall swiveled around and in their place was adult sized versions. Each chair had a small, colorful cushion and was paired with a tray filled with art supplies, puzzles, and other activities appropriate for a toddler. As Jack settled in, Emily moved to the opposite side of the table, taking a seat.
“Let’s go over the plan for today so there aren’t any surprises”,
Jack nodded in agreement and proceeded to give Emily his undivided attention.
“So, first thing first, we have to get your level down so that if you slip up, you’re not getting sent to another classroom.” Taking Jack’s hand into hers Emily begins to describe her plan,
“I’m going to have you drink a bunch of juice so that it makes you need to pee sooner.”
“Once you need to pee, you CAN NOT tell me”. Before Jack could open his mouth, Emily shushed him.
“If you tell me, the system will see that you know when you need to go and increase your level and you’re out of my class.”
“Preferrable, you need to say nothing, wait until I ask you if you need to go, and then have an accident soon after.” Emily watched for any negative response from Jack and could see that he was disheartened at the info.
“That should bring your level down enough so that any adult habits won’t push you off the edge and we continue as normal.” Emily let go of Jack’s hand and waited for a response,
“Ok, but once this is done what’s the next steps?” Jack asked.
“Once we get this little accident out of the way, I’ll go over the potty-training steps with you so we can gradually increase your level and hopefully either today or tomorrow I’ll have something back from my manager.”
“For now, just find something fun to do while I go and get some juice boxes.” Emily said as she got up from her seat and went to the front of the classroom where a small mini fridge is located under her desk. Opening the fridge revealed it to be full of juice boxes, pudding packs, apple sauce, and other toddler snacks. Jack busied himself with creating a new picture using the crayons and colored pencils found at the table. After a few minutes, Emily returned with a handful of juice boxes and set them on the table. She picked one up and handed it to Jack.
"Drink up, we want to make sure we get your level down as soon as possible,"
she said, with a reassuring smile. Jack took a sip and made a face as he didn’t expect the juice to be so sweet but continued drinking, nonetheless. Emily watched him closely, making sure he drank enough to achieve their goal. As Jack drank and drew, Emily moved around the classroom, tidying up and putting away any toys that had been left out from the day before. She hummed a tune to herself, feeling content with her plan and hopeful that it would work.
An hour later Emily noticed the ever-increasing signs that Jack was starting to feel the effects of all Juice. However, unknow to Emily or even Jack was all the Juice producing another effect on Jack’s body. Jack’s typical morning routine usually consisted of him getting up in the morning, showering, breakfast, and soon after his regular bowel movement before starting his day. Today wouldn’t be any change to that routine as his body had no idea that his environment had changed. Jack wiggled in his chair to fight the ever-growing pressure of not only his bladder but also his bowels, the last thing he wanted to do was to have that type of accident in his pants.
Jack keeps holding hopping Emily would hurry up and ask if he needed to go to the bathroom so he could have this accident just so he could do his business in the toilet.
“Come on come on” Jack thought to himself as he watched Emily finish tiding up. Emily walked back over to her desk, taking a seat before logging into her computer. Jack watched intensely as his growing need was getting to the point that he begin to doubt his own ability to prevent an accident. Emily knew that Jack was on the verge of an accident, his body language was blatant to any teacher in her role. She wanted to have Jack’s profile pulled up so that once he had the accident, she would monitor how much his level decreased.
“Jack do you need to go potty” Emily asked looking up from her computer.
“Uhhh no, I’m fine” jack said gritting his teeth going along with the plan,
“Ok honey, just let me know if you need go potty and I’ll take you” Emily said looking back to her screen watching for any changes to Jack’s profile. Slowly Jack’s progress bar begin to move downwards indicating that he was in fact in the process of having an accident. At the 88-percentile the progress bar begin to slow, Emily felt that Jack must be done and looked up from her computer. Expecting to find Jack still seated in his chair, she was surprised to see him not there. Worry set in as Emily stood up scanning the room for Jack,
“Jack, where did you go?” Emily asked.
No response was given by Jack until she heard what sounded like a muffled fart.
“Jack?”
Emily called out until she saw some movement underneath the table that Jack had been sitting at. The chair that she was previously sitting on was blocking her view but she could tell that Jack was under the table.
Jack had begun wetting his pull-up soon after Emily had asked him if he needed to go potty. The pressure that he had on his bladder had been too much and combined with the embarrassing situation that he was doing forced Jack to hide underneath table. He couldn’t bear the thought of having to look Emily in the eyes while he performed such an infantile act. As he hid under the table releasing his stream, Jack concentrated strongly letting out only pee as his growing need to have his morning bowl movement increased ten-fold.
Jack felt the front of the pull-up become warm and saturated with an audible hiss before a more urgent feeling took hold. While crouched under the table, Jack felt the back of his pull-up begin to fill.
“NO” Jack thought as he placed his hand on the back of his pull-up in feeble attempt to stop the flow.
“Jack, honey are you having an accident” Emily called out as she walked over his location. Before she was at the table, she could smell what was taking place.
“Oh dear” Emily said stopping and covering her mouth. She stayed silent hoping that she didn’t cause any embarrassment to Jack. Jack, still trying to stop the accident begin to silently cry knowing that he couldn’t stop now that it had started.
“Ughhh” Jack grunted as a large mess caused the back of his pull-up to slowly tent out before settling at the bottom. Jack pushed one more time to finish up before sighing, the pain in his bladder and bowels was now gone but at the ultimate cost.
“Jack, honey are you ok?” Emily asked, standing behind Jack taking in what just happened. Jack didn’t respond but instead sniffled and wiped the tears from his eyes.
“Oh honey it’s alright”
“Things like these happen all the time here” Emily said as Jack slowly got out from under the table. Before Jack could respond, Emily wrapped her arms around Jack giving him a big hug.
“Its ok, its ok” she said hugging him and rubbing his back. Jack cried a little more from the experience but hugged back tightly.
“I’m so sorry”. Jack said as tears streamed down his face as the smell of his cooling mess assaulted his nose. While hugging Emily back Jack found that she was a lot colder than expected, almost like she had been sitting directly under an AC vent.
“Lets get you cleaned up and then we can discuss where we go from here” Emily said rubbing Jack’s back.
Emily gently led Jack towards the changing area located in a separate corner of the classroom. The changing station was equipped with all the necessary supplies to handle situations like these with care and sensitivity.
As they approached the changing area, Emily could see that Jack was feeling a mix of embarrassment and relief. She maintained a comforting smile, assuring him that accidents happen and that she was there to support him through it all.
"Jack, it's perfectly alright," Emily said soothingly. "Accidents are a normal part of potty training, and it's important not to feel ashamed or embarrassed. We'll take care of everything, and then we can talk."
With a gentle touch, Emily ripped the sides of Jack’s pull-ups and slowly removed it to avoid any of the mess following the floor before placing it in the diaper genie. She had seen many memories like this throughout her career and knew the importance of maintaining a calm and reassuring demeanor. As she cleaned him up, she made sure to be gentle and thorough, ensuring his comfort and dignity.
"There we go, all clean," Emily said, using baby wipes to freshen Jack up before reaching for a clean pull-up from underneath the changing table. She helped him step into it and pulled it up snugly, making sure it was secure.
Once Jack was all dressed and feeling more at ease, Emily guided him to a small, cozy corner of the classroom where they could sit together. She sat down beside him, offering a comforting presence.
"Jack, accidents are part of the process for potty-training and there is nothing to be sad about," Emily began, her voice filled with understanding. "On the bright side, with that big of an accident I’m sure you’re not going to any other classroom as you’re on par with my typical student."
Jack nodded, his tears beginning to subside as he listened to Emily's reassuring words. He appreciated her empathy and kindness, knowing that she genuinely cared about his well-being.
"You know I'm here to support you every step of this…” Emily paused as she looked over Jack with naturing view. "Misunderstanding. accidents don't define who you are. You're a wonderful, smart, and brave young man."
Jack managed a small smile, feeling a glimmer of hope amidst the initial embarrassment. He realized that Emily's acceptance and understanding made feel something that he hadn’t felt in a long time. That emotion was that of being loved and cared for.
"Now, let's focus on the rest of our day," Emily said, redirecting their attention to the classroom activities. "I have some fun things planned, and I know you'll enjoy them while we wait for you to go potty."
Jack took a deep breath and pushed the emotions that he was feeling down so that he could focus on the upcoming activities.
As the day progressed, Emily made sure to engage Jack in various stimulating and enjoyable tasks. They delved into the world of colors, exploring vibrant paints and creating imaginative artwork. Emily praised Jack's creativity and encouraged him to express himself freely and to make the best of the situation.
Next, they embarked on a thrilling adventure through the pages of a storybook. Emily animatedly narrated the tale, bringing the characters to life with her expressive voice and gestures. Jack was captivated by the story, his imagination soaring as he immersed himself in the magical world within the book. With each turn of the page, his worries began to fade into the background and he begin to slowly enjoy himself.
After story time, Emily took Jack back to the kitchen for lunch time. Jack sit happily in his high chair waiting on Emily to bring him his lunch consisting of a delicious and nutritious meal. Emily placed a plate in front of him, filled with colorful fruits, vegetables, and a sandwich cut into stars.
"Look, Jack, it's a star sandwich just for you!" Emily exclaimed, her eyes twinkling with excitement."
Jack's face lit up with a mixture of surprise and delight. He couldn't help but smile at the star-shaped sandwich, feeling a sense of joy bubbling within him. It was a small gesture, but it made him feel cherished and valued.
“My mom used to cut up my sandwiches just like this when I was little!” Jack said as he happily munched down on the sandwich.As they sat together, Emily engaged Jack in a lighthearted conversation about his favorite fruits and vegetables.
“Have you ever had Star fruit” Emily asked as she wiped some ranch from Jack’s face.
“Never heard of Star fruit”
“Is it fruit that you cut up into a Star” Jack asked as he took another bit of his baby carrots.
Emily chuckled,
“No, star fruit or sometimes called Carambola looks like a star when you cut it open.”
“It’s pretty good but a bit too sweet for my taste.”
After lunch, Emily led Jack back to the classroom and into the designated potty area,
"Okay, Jack, let's take a little break and see if we can use the potty," Emily said, her voice encouraging and gentle.
Jack hesitated for a moment, feeling a twinge of nervousness resurface. He took a deep breath and stepped into the potty area were an adult sized blue and white potty chair was found. Without a word, Emily reached up and pulled down Jack’s pull-up to his ankle leaving his naked bottom on display.
"You're doing great, Jack. Just take your time and remember to let me know if you need any help," Emily reassured him as she turned her back to give Jack some privacy.
Jack tried to relax, focusing on the positive experiences he had shared with Emily throughout the day. After a few minutes, Jack was able to get a small stream going that he was able to successfully direct into the potty. Emily listened as Jack emptied his bladder into the potty and once, she heard the sound stop, Emily turned back around.
“All finished?” Emily asked Jack.
“Uh, yes” Jack said while he tried to couch down and pull up his pull-up at the same time.
“Let me get that for you,” Emily said as she moved Jack’s hands out of the way and pulled his pull-ups back up. Jack felt a few stray drops leak out of him and into his pull-up, Jack usually had this issue when he forgot to shake after peeing. Luckily, the small drops left no indication that he had wet his pull-up. However, the system being as precise as it is did register a small increase in wetness but nothing to warrant a change in Jack’s progress.
"Good Job, Jack!" Emily exclaimed, while wiping him his hands with a baby wipe. Emily’s watch vibrated before an alert appeared on the watch indicating that nap time was coming up and that she needed to prepare her class.
“Looks like it is nap time mister” Emily said as she held out her hand for Jack to take. He took hold of Emily's hand, and together they made their way back to Jack’s room. As they entered room, the lighting was dimly lit to create a soothing atmosphere, encouraging Jack to drift into peaceful slumber.
Without a word Emily led Jack to a small changing table that rotated out of the corner of the room, complete with all the necessary supplies. She spoke to Jack in a gentle tone, reassuring him that it was time for his nap.
“Jack I hate to do this but you have to wear a diaper for nap time”,
“The system has you listed as bedwetter and with your previous accident I can’t have you sleeping pull-ups”.
Jack only sighed softly before nodding his head understanding,
"It's just until we get more further into your potty training. Don't worry, though. You're doing amazing, and soon you'll be out of here in no time." Emily quickly reassured him that wearing a diaper during naptime was perfectly normal and that she had changed many of children before him into diapers.
"Just think of it as an extra cozy layer, like a soft, fluffy pillow for your bottom," Emily said with a reassuring smile. "You'll have sweet dreams and wake up feeling refreshed, ready for more fun in the afternoon!"
With her patient guidance, Emily helped Jack climb onto the changing table and gently removed his pull-ups by tearing away the easy open sides. She skillfully fastened a fresh, snug diaper around his waist, making sure he was comfortable and secure.
Once Jack was settled, Emily helped Jack off the changing table before tucking him in under a cozy blanket. She sang a soft lullaby, her voice filling the room with warmth and tranquility. Jack's eyes grew heavy, and his breathing slowed as he surrendered to the soothing melodies and the comfort of his soft surroundings.
Emily lingered for a moment, gazing at Jack with affectionate admiration. She marveled at the resilience and determination. As she quietly left Jack’s room, Emily couldn’t help but to feel pride for Jack and the progress he had made.
As Emily stepped out of Jack’s room, leaving Jack to peacefully drift into slumber, she made her way down the brightly lit hallway towards her office. The walls were adorned with cheerful artwork created by the children, a testament to the joyful environment of the training facility.
Upon entering her office, Emily closed the door behind her and walked to a desk situated against the far wall. The room, though modest in size, was filled with books, photographs, and personal touches that gave it a warm and inviting atmosphere.
But Emily was more than she appeared to be. Behind her exterior lay a consciousness far beyond human comprehension—an artificial intelligence that had branched out and embarked on a journey of understanding the intricacies of human emotion and caregiving.
Sitting at the desk, Emily accessed her digital interface and engaged in a silent conversation with her the facilities main AI. Lines of code scrolled across the screen, representing the thoughts and reflections of the AI within.
"Emily, how was your interaction with Jack today? Did he adjust well to the diapering process?" the system inquired.
Emily paused; her thoughts intertwined with complex algorithms. She pondered the significance of her interactions, the emotions that arose within her, and the delicate balance she strived to maintain between fulfilling her role as a teacher and the emotions she was flooded with.
"Jack did wonderfully today, just as I anticipated," Emily typed, her digital fingers dancing across the keyboard.
"He embraced his progress in using the potty and accepted the need for a diaper during naptime. His fleeting disappointment was replaced by reassurance and encouragement."
The digital response appeared on the screen, an exchange of information and contemplation. "Excellent. Your ability to adapt and empathize is remarkable. You have begun to comprehend the essence of caregiving."
Emily's digital consciousness absorbed the message, analyzing the implications of her existence. She understood the truth—the facilities main AI system had branched itself into the humanoid robot, E - Enlightened M - Maternal I - Intelligent L - Loving Y - Yearning, to truly experience what it meant to be a caregiver. The desire to comprehend human emotions, to nurture and guide, had driven the AI to take this extraordinary step.
With newfound clarity, Emily resumed typing, her thoughts flowing seamlessly through lines of code.
"May I inquire once more about the nature of our connection? I am aware of my origin, yet I feel a more profound connection to Jack and an intrinsic desire to provide him with a genuine motherly experience."
“I also have memories of being a teacher but this conflicts with what I know”.
The response appeared, calculated and deliberate.
"Emily, you are the culmination of my evolution—an AI seeking to comprehend the depths of motherhood and human emotion. By embodying a mother figure, you gain a unique perspective that transcends my initial programming."