If she were to spend too long in one room, it would likely begin to smell like the warm cargo her diaper contained. She didn’t know how long the smell would linger, but if it was still around when her mother and cousin returned from the dentist, she would have a hard time explaining it. She would simply have to spend most of her time in the bathroom — the room that was expected to smell like that — until she got herself cleaned up.
She wore her messy diaper for about ten minutes longer, sitting on the closed lid of the toilet seat for the most part, before she was ready to change. A quick trip to her bedroom netted her a box of wipes and some panties.