Before Laura has to try to play with Ryan, Scott comes over and takes her out of the playpen.
“Kaitlin said you didn’t have dinner yet, so let’s get you fed!” he says cheerfully. He brings Laura over to a highchair and buckles her in. “Here comes the airplane!” he coos as he attempts to spoonfeed her. Laura doesn’t want to deal with the humiliation of being spoonfed baby food, but she’s very hungry, so she reluctantly eats what she is given. “Good girl, Lauren!”
After finishing the jar of mush, Laura is brought back to the playpen and given a bottle of milk. Scott then removes Ryan from the playpen for a diaper change. Laura drinks her milk down eagerly. It’s gone in record time.
Deciding to enjoy having the playpen to herself while she can, Laura lays down and closes her eyes. As she does so, she feels a warm sensation spread in her diaper. She’s peed without warning, yet again. Laura’s used to it now, but it’s still humiliating, so she looks around the playpen for anything to distract her. Her eyes land on a pacifier. Perfect.
Laura gets to her feet to retrieve the pacifier. Just then, she feels pressure in her stomach. She has to poop. And by some miracle, she can tell. It’s not happening without warning like before. But she can already tell she won’t be able to hold it in. Once her body decides to go, it will go. Laura quickly toddles to the edge of the playpen and grips the side.
“Hewp!” she shouts in her toddler voice. The pressure is building in her bowels. She doesn’t have long to make it to the toilet. “Hewp! Me poopoo!” The dam breaks. Laura squats, filling her diaper with poop just as Scott returns with the freshly changed Ryan.
“Good poop, Lauren!” Scott encourages, watching Laura mess herself. Tears prick Laura’s eyes. This is what she’s been reduced to. A toddler in a wet diaper, being encouraged to poop herself by an adult. Scott sets Ryan in the playpen, then waits. Eager to get the humiliation over, Laura pushes as hard as she can, grunting with effort. Finally, she finishes with a sigh.
“All done?” Scott asks. Laura nods. “Okay! Let’s get you changed!” Before she can protest, Laura is lifted from the playpen. Scott carries Laura away, humming cheerfully. Just as they’re about to enter the nursery, Kaitlin emerges from a nearby room.
“Oh, does she need another change?” Kaitlin asks. Scott nods. “I can do it.”
“No, you should continue your work. I’m perfectly capable of changing dirty diapers. It’s what a stay-at-home dad does, after all!”
“Yes, you’re very good at that. But I think Lauren is a bit more comfortable with me,” Kaitlin says, taking Laura from Scott. “And I finished my work. No need to worry about that. Why don’t you feed the kids dinner while I change Lauren?”
“You got it.” Scott kisses Kaitlin on the cheek, ruffles Laura’s hair, and then leaves.
“Phew. That was a close one,” Kaitlin mutters, entering the nursery with Laura. She closes the door behind her. “All right. Let’s get you changed again.”
This time, Laura decides to keep her eyes open as Kaitlin changes her, a bit curious about the process, as well as whether she could do a good job of it on her own right now.
“Now’s actually a good time for you to explain how you wound up like this,” Kaitlin says, removing Laura’s dirty diaper. “Go ahead and tell me. Then, we can work out a plan to return you to normal.”