Leah grabs a can off the shelf and chucks it as far as she can. Tina gasps.
“Le- Aspen! What was that for?”
“Want candy!” Leah screams. She grabs another can and throws it. Tina puts her hands on her hips.
“You’re not getting candy with that attitude!”
“Want it! Want it!” Leah throws her body onto the ground, screaming wordlessly, kicking and punching. The last time she visited Tina at work, she witnessed some record-breaking temper tantrums, and hopes that she’s doing a decent job of mimicking them.
“Naughty boy, Aspen!” Tina seems too confused to do anything other than scold Leah, which isn’t enough. A little boy behaving this way wouldn’t just be talked at. He’d be picked up. Leah rips the pacifier off her overalls and throws it at Tina. Tina reddens. “That’s enough!”
Tina grabs Leah off the ground. Leah feels relief, sure that Tina is about to put her in the stroller. That doesn’t happen. Tina puts Leah over her knee and spanks her. Leah lets out a yelp. Tina spanks her again. A few more times, Tina spanks Leah. Every time, Leah is startled; pee spurts into her diaper with each hit. By the end, Leah is in tears and her diaper is soaked.
“Have you learned your lesson?” Tina asks roughly. Leah nods, sobbing. “Good.” Tina puts Leah back on the ground, apparently not realizing her stepdaughter now needs a diaper change. Thankfully, Tammy is long gone, but Leah is now faced with a decision: either she spends the rest of the trip in a wet diaper, or she asks Tina to change her.