Crossing his legs and dancing around anxiously, Oliver spots a nearby restroom. He rushes over, sprints inside, and hops on top of a toilet, just in time. After the initial surge of relief, he realizes that, in his hurry, he forgot to pull down his pants. He’s just wet himself.
Scowling, Oliver hops off the toilet and waits until he’s done peeing. Then, he checks on the status of his training pants. The colorful characters on it have disappeared. He needs a new pair. Oliver leaves the bathroom stall and heads back outside, his wet training pants squishing with every step. He looks around for the bag he got the training pants from, but doesn’t see it. Whoever owned the bag must have left.
Oliver walks around, looking for a new bag he can grab some training pants from. Unfortunately, none of the remaining bags have training pants. They only have diapers or underwear. And judging by the experience he just had, Oliver needs some form of protection. With a sigh, he takes the diaper he finds and ducks behind a bush to change into it.
The diaper is a bit snug on him, but still fits without restricting his movement. After taping the diaper on and pulling his pants back up, Oliver looks down at himself. The diaper bulges visibly under his pants.
On the bright side, if he has any more accidents, he won’t need to be changed immediately, since the diaper can hold more than the training pants. Oliver emerges from behind the bush and goes back to what he’d been pondering before his accident: he needs either adult clothes or a way to get back home.