“If you want to get a change before we leave, you should go now,” Tina says, twenty minutes after Leah’s latest change. “I only need one more thing, then we’re leaving.” Immediately, Leah drops into a squat and begins to push. Her diaper is flooded with pee quickly, though she is only able to poop a little bit. “That’s my girl.”
Tina picks Leah up and brings her to the bathroom.
“You didn’t poop much,” she comments as she wipes Leah down.
“Even babies don’t poop as much as you’ve been asking me to do,” Leah points out. Tina nods thoughtfully.
“You’re right, sweetie. I’ve been pushing you a bit hard on that.” Leah’s heart soars with hope. “No rush on using this next diaper.”
“…What?”
“Oh, you still need to try out this last brand for me,” Tina says, diapering Leah. “But don’t feel like there’s a specific timeline for which you need to go number one and number two in it.” She finishes the change and pokes Leah’s nose. “And don’t force yourself, because you could hurt yourself, okay?”
“Okay,” Leah mumbles, accepting her fate. Tina beams.
They check out and finish running Tina’s errands. The entire time, Leah continues to wear just a T-shirt and diaper, and in the car, sits in a car seat that Tina keeps for work emergencies. Leah wants to be done with the diaper, but is also wary of Tina’s warning. She’s able to pee again without issues, but her bowels are thoroughly emptied.
“Until you mess in this brand, I don’t want you to stop wearing diapers, okay?” Tina says as she changes Leah’s wet diaper at home.
Leah’s too exhausted from the day to protest. After she showers for the night, she diapers herself, as instructed, and goes to bed.
Hopefully, she can finish this diaper testing before school on Monday.