As Laura splashes around, she bumps into a little girl her current age. The girl looks at Laura and splashes her. Laura splashes her back. Giggling, the two girls have an excitable splash fight that only ends when the pool announces all minors need to leave for the adult swim hour. Laura and her new friend toddle out of the wading pool together.
“Julia, did you make a friend?” asks a woman, crouching down to smile at Laura. Laura’s new friend, Julia, nods. “Hello, sweetie! What’s your name?”
“Lowa!” Laura chirps happily. The woman beams.
“It’s nice to meet you, Laura. Where are your parents?” she asks. Laura points in a random direction.
“Dere.”
“They can see you from where they’re sitting, good. Do you want to join Julia for a snack break?”
“Yes!” Laura says eagerly. Her stomach rumbles loudly. The woman chuckles. She takes Julia and Laura’s hands and leads them both over to the snack stand. The woman buys each girl an ice cream cone, then brings them over to where her items are. Julia and Laura sit on the ground and devour their treat. Once they finish, Julia’s mom wipes them both clean and checks their swim diapers.
“Ooh, you need a change,” she tells Julia. Julia giggles.
“I poopoo!”
“Yes, you did!” Julia’s mom says, poking her daughter’s nose. In front of Laura, Julia’s mom takes out a changing mat, lays Julia on it, and quickly and efficiently changes her. To her surprise, Laura feels jealous of her newfound friend getting a change from an experienced adult. All of her diaper changes, she’s done herself, clumsily.
Laura feels pressure building in her bowels. She has to poop. She’s about to ask Julia’s mom to take her to the bathroom, when she realizes that she could get a proper diaper change for once. Laura gets to her feet and squats, right in front of Julia and her mom. Julia, properly clothed again, laughs.
“Lowa poopoo!” she says, pointing. Laura grunts loudly, forcefully messing herself. Once she’s filled her swim diaper, she stands up straight. Her swim diaper sags visibly under her.
“I poopoo!” Laura chirps. Her heart suddenly plummets as she realizes what she’s done. She messed herself on purpose just to get her diaper changed by an adult. Is this what she’s been reduced to? Julia’s mom chuckles.
“You sure did! I guess you’d better get a change, then!”