Laura squirms uncomfortably. She doesn’t want to interact with people much while she’s so young, but she doesn’t have a choice. She walks over to a nearby house and knocks on the door. After a moment, a woman opens the door. The woman crouches down to Laura’s eye-height and smiles at her.
“Hello there, sweetie. Do you need some help?”
“Gotta pee,” Laura blurts out. The woman stands up.
“Oh, sure thing! Come on in.” The woman quickly brings Laura to a bathroom inside the house, where, without asking, she removes Laura’s overalls and pulls down her training pants. Laura is too startled by the invasion of privacy to react. The woman then picks Laura up and sets her down on the toilet. And waits.
Laura doesn’t think she’ll be able to go with the woman watching her, but her control is reduced enough for it not to factor. Laura’s bladder releases. After a moment, Laura opens her mouth to speak. However, she feels another urge and, deciding that she might as well finish up, even if she’s in front of someone else, evacuates her bowels, grunting softly.
“All done?” the woman asks brightly. Laura nods. “Wow, what a good girl!” The woman takes Laura off the toilet and, before Laura realizes what is happening, wipes her clean. “Wait here a moment, and I’ll help you get all dressed again.” Laura has no other option but to wait as the woman flushes the toilet, washes her hands, and then pulls Laura’s training pants up and puts her overalls back on.
“Thank you,” Laura says politely. The woman beams.
“No problem. So, do you want to stick around for a little snack? I’ve got goldfish crackers.”