Laura’s stomach rumbles. The police officer raises an eyebrow at her.
“Hungry?” she asks. Laura nods. “Well, it’ll be a while before I can take you somewhere, since protocol dictates I wait for any parents to come back.” The officer looks around and spots a couple walking by, pushing a stroller with a toddler in it. She picks Laura up and walks over.
“Excuse me, but this little boy was abandoned, and he seems to be hungry. You wouldn’t happen to have anything for him, would you?” the officer asks. The woman of the couple digs around in the diaper bag she’s carrying.
“Yes, but since our little girl has been constipated lately, all we have is food meant to make little ones go number two.”
“Something is better than nothing,” the officer says. “And he’s wearing a diaper for a reason.” The woman hands over a small container of baby food and a disposable spoon. “Thank you.”
“No problem. I hope you find this little boy’s parents.” The couple continues their walk, and the police officer returns to their spot outside the store, sitting on a bench. Laura’s stomach rumbles again.
“Okay, little guy, time to eat,” the officer says, opening the container of baby food. Laura wants to resist the mush, but she’s too hungry. She caves quickly, devouring all the food in record time. “Wow, you really were hungry.” Remembering the woman’s warning of the food having a laxative effect, Laura prays that her retained potty training is strong enough to avoid messing herself.
Laura’s hopes are dashed a few minutes later, however, when the food hits her system. Her bowels rumble. Without nary a warning, Laura lets out a long, wet fart, flooding her diaper with diarrhea. She bursts into tears.
“Ugh.” The officer takes Laura off her lap, setting her down on the ground. “That lady wasn’t lying.” The officer looks down at her clothes. “What? Gross! Your diaper leaked all over me, little guy!” Laura’s diaper, not built to withstand a kindergartener’s mess, had been overfilled. “I’m never doing babysitting duty again,” the officer mumbles, standing up. She grabs Laura’s hand, drags her into the store, and over to the bathroom. Then, she goes into the bathroom alone.
Laura’s heart soars. Now’s her chance! She rushes back over to the baby and toddler section, removing her outfit as she goes. Once there, she hurriedly finds baby wipes and cleans herself up. She’s no longer a toddler in a soiled diaper. She’s a naked kindergartener.