Erika slowly opened her eyes back to her room, biting her lip as the waste encased within her diaper was rubbed up against her butt by her onesie.
"Mmf... uh... O-Okay, it's... I just..."
There was a sound downstairs. Clearly her mother had just returned home from work. ...
"MOMMYYYYYYYY!"
Erika began to rush out of her bedroom with an almost instinctive desperation, her diaper smashing against her all the more with every step. Her motion more like an awkward waddle than a run, she began to toddle down the steps all while she screamed, "Me make boom-booooom!"
Continuing to awkwardly waddle, and with every step feeling all the more disgusted and her balance becoming all the shakier, the preteen could only continue to cry out, "Me done th' boom-boom! ME GOED BOOM-BOOOOOOM!"