As she’s no longer seven, Jenny loses her role. But Jennifer promptly takes Jenny to audition after audition for something better suited to Jenny’s new age. She lands a few guest appearances on TV shows and in commercials, but doesn’t get anything with longevity until Jennifer signs her up to audition as a diaper model.
“Yes, Jenny here is two years old,” Jennifer says to the person running the audition. Jenny, having given up on resistance long ago, sits quietly in Jennifer’s arms. She sucks on her pacifier as she waits to hear what she needs to do for this newest audition.
“Two is perfect,” the person running the audition says, checking something on his clipboard. “Why don’t you set her down and take off her dress. We’ll see what we can do about posing.” Jennifer does as instructed. Soon, Jenny is wearing only her diaper, doing her best to pose as the man tells her to.
“Excellent!” the man says. He scribbles something else on his clipboard. “Now, most children her age can’t go on command, that’s why they’re in diapers. But it’d be great if she could pee for us right now. Number two would be best, but that’s unlikely to happen.”
“Why?” Jennifer asks, apparently as startled as Jenny.
“We need to showcase the ability of our diapers to hold any mess,” the man says. “We can’t have a shy child who won’t use their diaper in front of others or cameras representing us. That reduces the strength of our message, that our diapers are the best.” Jennifer looks at Jenny.
“Jenny, try to peepee or poopoo for me, okay?” Jennifer says sweetly. Jenny gets to her feet and squats, trying to ignore the cameras on her and the man taking notes. She can’t tell when she needs to go, but she can still force herself to go on command. There’s a soft hiss as she wets her diaper, followed by a loud fart as her bowels empty.
“Wow, she did both when asked,” the man says. He smiles at Jennifer. “I think we’ve found our new spokesbaby.”