To Leah’s horror, it’s a complete stranger. The stranger, a young man, stares at her for a few minutes. Worried about what will happen, Leah’s bladder inadvertently lets loose. Her diaper begins to leak. The man’s eyes widen. He looks around.
“Where’s your parents, little girl?” he asks. Leah opens and closes her mouth silently. “You can’t walk around leaking all over the place.” The man walks over to Leah and picks her up, bringing her over to his cart. There’s a woman by the cart holding a little boy.
“Who’s this?”
“Don’t know, but she really needs a change. Could you hand me Ryan’s bag?” The woman hands the man a diaper bag. The man brings Leah over to a nearby bench, where he lays down a changing mat. Leah’s horror only grows as the man lays her down on the mat and opens her diaper. “Whew! You made a lot of boom-boom, little girl!”
“I poopoo,” Leah mumbles weakly.
“You certainly did!” The man wipes Leah down and tapes her into a fresh diaper. “There! All clean!” The prune juice from earlier suddenly comes back with a vengeance. Leah lets out a fart as her bowels empty into the diaper. “…Not for long. You’re a really stinky girl, huh?”
“Leah!” Tina says, rushing over.
“Oh, is this your daughter?” the man asks. Tina nods. The man hands Leah over. “Her diaper was leaking, so I changed it, but she already needs another change.”
“She poops a lot,” Tina says. “Thank you for changing her, though.”
“No problem! Have a good one!” The man, woman, and boy all leave.
“Apparently, I missed out on you going number two in that other brand,” Tina remarks, bringing Leah to the bathroom for another change. She lays Leah on the changing table. Leah shudders as she realizes that she’s already getting used to getting poopy diapers changed.
“How many more diapers do I need to test?” Leah asks wearily.