As Jess tries to work up the courage to use her diaper, the decision is made for her. Without any warning, her bladder lets loose, wetting her diaper. Mom hears the hiss. She nods.
“Good work, Jess. Now, let’s get you changed.”
“But-” Jess starts. Mom pops a pacifier into her mouth. She sucks on it instinctively and decides not to mention that she still needs to go number two. That’s something she should be able to control better. Mom carries Jess out of the bathroom and back to the main area of the reception. Jess is laid on a changing mat. She blushes profusely as her mom removes her diaper.
“Oh, this is soaked!” mom says loudly. “Wow, Jess, you really had to go!” Jess reddens further at the attention directed towards her. Mom takes her time wiping her down and putting a fresh diaper on. By the time she finishes, the pressure in Jess’s bowels is so intense, she can barely hold it.
“All right, now that you’re all cleaned up, time to take you back to the other little kids,” mom coos, picking Jess up. She brings Jess back to where she’d picked up Jess earlier, and sets her down. The second mom disappears from Jess’s sight, Jess jumps to her feet. She dances nervously, barely maintaining her tenuous hold on her bowels.