Jess sits in her seat smugly throughout the ceremony, preening over finally getting back at her brother. However, as the ceremony goes on, she feels a growing pressure in her abdomen. She didn’t use the bathroom beforehand. All Jess can do is pray that her potty training hasn’t been reduced too much. She lets out a tiny fart. Mom glances at her, bemused. Jess crosses her legs.
Her control fails during the worst possible moment. There’s a silence after Jack says his vows, a silence that is broken by a loud fart from Jess as her bowels and bladder empty into her diaper. The noise results in some scattered tittering of amusement throughout the hall. Mom glares at Jess. Luckily, the minister continues the service, ignoring the interruption.
After the ceremony is over, Mom drags Jess to the side to scold her.
“It wasn’t enough to show up like this?” she hisses, gesturing at Jess’s size. “You had to use your diaper during the ceremony, too?”
“I no mean to,” Jess says urgently. Mom scowls.
“So you accidentally messed yourself?” she asks. Jess nods. “You’re supposed to be an adult, Jess.”
“Sorry,” Jess mumbles.
“I don’t have a diaper bag, so you’ll have to get someone else to change you,” Mom says, marching away. Her diaper thoroughly uncomfortable, smelling, and sagging under her, Jess considers her options.