Jennifer awoke from her nap and saw that she was still in her onesie and diaper. ‘So much for it being a dream,’ she thought. She remembered what had happened before she fell asleep, her mother has the gemstone. Without it, Jennifer would be doomed to poop herself for the rest of her life. And speaking of that, she felt her bowels rumble once again. Her lunch must be ready to come out.
“Not again,” she complained, trying to hold it in.
She knew that she didn’t want to mess herself, but seeing the position she was in she had to other option. Jennifer pushed and felt her diaper getting full. This time it felt mushy like the food she ate for lunch earlier. The smell instantly hit her nose and she gagged. ‘I hope my mom comes soon,’ she thought. After sitting in her mess for nearly ten minutes, her mother came in.
“Smells like another poopy has been made,” Melissa said, “Don’t worry, I’ll change you and we can go downstairs.”