She finally decided on some dark, baggy athletic pants and one of her looser T-shirts. Certainly, she could still feel what she was wearing under her clothes, but she didn’t think it was visible. A quick trip to the bathroom’s full-length mirror confirmed this. She smiled as she spun around, seeing no hint of the garment that she would soon be making full use of.
She went back downstairs to the living room, figuring it was as good a place as any. Memories replayed in her mind, reminding her of the toddler she’d seen in the grocery store a month prior. As she recalled, that girl had simply squatted where she stood and soiled herself. That kid’s probably more of an expert at using a diaper than I am.