Unfortunately for Leah, that morning, she drank a venti Starbucks coffee drink. Thanks to that, her bowels and bladder were both begging for release. She crossed her legs in the car seat, determined to hold it until they arrived and she could convince someone she wasn’t a baby. However, they hit a bump on the road, which broke Leah’s tenuous hold.
Leah’s bladder emptied, drenching her panties. Soon after, she let out a loud fart, evacuating her bowels as well. The daycare worker that had given her the pacifier looked over at Leah.
“Someone had an accident,” the daycare worker commented. Her eyes widened as she saw liquid pooling in the car seat. “She’s leaking! Dave, stop the car, we need to give her a change now before it stains.”
The van stopped so that Leah could be changed. She sobbed, humiliated, as the mean daycare worker unbuckled her.
“Whoa, she’s not wearing a diaper. She’s not even wearing training pants!” the mean daycare worker said. “Who was responsible for this?”
“No clue. But we better put her in a diaper right away, before she has another accident,” Dave said. The mean daycare worker laid Leah down on a changing mat and removed her soiled clothes. She continued to cry as the daycare worker wiped her down and taped her into a fresh diaper. “Why don’t you put her in a onesie? That might help her calm down a bit.”
“Maybe.” The mean daycare worker then dressed Leah in a soft, fuzzy, pink onesie. After mopping up Leah’s mess, the teen was buckled back into the car seat. They drove off again. Exhausted from the embarrassing accident, Leah fell asleep.
When she woke up, she was…