Marcia would be unable to reach the door after several tries, but as she did she would feel something... bad. At first she couldn’t quite put her finger on it but then after her last attempt at the door it would hit her all at once. A rumble echoed in her bowels and her bladder was full to bursting! The toddler would cross her legs and start to whine, as she looked to Christine, unsure of where the bathroom was as she asked in a rushed tone, sounding much like a toddler unintentionally.
“Godda go poddi fiws! Help?”
Christine would look to her and shake her head, a smug look on her face as she did so before responding.
“Sorry hun, I gave you your options and you said you were a perfectly capable adult who didn’t need help. Bathroom’s just past the door on the other side of the hall. If you can’t even make it there then its clear your transformation has stifled your ability to do your job and then its in my hands to deal with you myself.”
Still crossing her legs, Marcia would look at Christine clearly pissed... when this was all said and done she expected alot of money. Oh well, she had to figure out what to do! But what could she do if she couldn’t reach the door?