Unfortunately for Leah, while her bladder may have emptied earlier, her bowels had not. This fact makes itself very clear in the form of building pressure in her abdomen. She holds it in successfully until the bus drives over a particularly large bump in the road. The sudden movement jolts Leah, releasing her control. With a loud fart, she fills her diaper with poop.
“Whew, smells like someone made boom-boom,” says the employee from earlier. She walks around, checking diapers. Leah holds her breath, praying the employee won’t realize it’s her. “Oh, Leah, did you have another accident?”
“No,” Leah mumbles. The employee checks her diaper.
“Naughty, naughty girl, lying to me,” the employee scolds. Once again, Leah is unbuckled and laid down for a diaper change. She holds tightly to “Mr. Fluffles”, but can’t help crying at the humiliation of getting her diaper changed again already. “Aw, poor girl. Here, have a paci.” A pacifier is popped into Leah’s mouth. She sucks on it and finds the action surprisingly soothing. Before she knows it, she’s been wiped down and taped into a fresh diaper.
Just as Leah is about to be buckled in again, the bus comes to a stop. They’ve arrived. The employee picks up Leah and carries her off the bus, then hands her to a camp counselor waiting nearby.
“Here, this is Leah. She’ll be one of your campers,” the employee informs the counselor.
“She’s going in the little poopers’ cabin?”
“Yep.” Leah blushes. She remembers from the information letter that the older children are divided into different cabins based upon potty training ability, while the younger children are grouped based upon age.
She’d claimed to be slightly older, expecting to be in the “clean diaper” cabin. But after her two accidents on the bus, she apparently was now assigned to the cabin for the least potty trained of the older kids. In fact, the “little pooper” cabin was the only one for older kids that didn’t have toddler training potties available.
“Is she clean?” asks the counselor. Leah freezes. She recognizes that voice.
“Yep. Just changed her.”
“Sounds great. Come on, Leah, let’s get you settled in.” As the counselor carries Leah away, she gets a better look. Dread builds in her gut. It was as she’d thought. She knows her counselor.