Whether he pooped in his diapers again before he went to sleep or while he slumbered was immaterial. Either way, when she changed his present diaper, it would be the last diaper change of the day. He would spend the night in a messy, wet diaper so he would learn to accept his role as a permanent baby. When she came into the nursery tomorrow, she expected to find a dirty, tearful baby with a VERY bad case of diaper rash.
Andrew sighed in relief as the last bit of poop slipped out of his behind and the abdominal contractions stopped. The reek of dirty diapers formed an almost palpable cloud around him. He knew that there was no way Krystyn could ignore what he had done. Strangely, he felt no guilt at that particular moment for what he had done.