She tried to direct me back to the living room, but I tried to explain to her I needed to poop. I even pointed to my bottom. She must have understood at least part of what I was trying to say because she turned me around and looked down at my diaper. When she found it still dry and clean, she patted my bottom and sent me back to the living room.
The little boy tried to get me to play with him, but I went back to lying down on the couch with my dolly. I wasn’t there long before I felt the need to poop again. I didn’t want to go in the diaper, but I had no other choice. I just let it come out. I looked around but was surprised the little boy didn’t know I was pooping. Could I really pee and poop in my diaper and no one knew when I do it?