You’re happily sitting on the lap of a gorgeous redhead with massive breasts when you feel warmth spread throughout your training pants. It takes you a moment, but then you realize that you’ve wet yourself. Horrified, you get up from the woman’s lap.
“Oh, are you going to go play?” she asks. You merely nod silently in response and toddle off to the playground where other toddlers are playing. Once you’ve found a somewhat secluded corner that blocks you from view, you get out the remote. You’re done being a toddler.
“Hi, Becky!” a voice calls. You look over. Another young woman has joined the daycare employees. She’s even more gorgeous than the others. She could be a model. But she’s wearing the same uniform as the other daycare employees.
Suddenly, you don’t really want to quit being a toddler just yet. You feel a pressure in your abdomen that alerts you of new information. Your bladder might have emptied, but your bowels haven’t. And you really don’t want to deal with asking one of the beautiful women to help you use the bathroom.
Well, you were planning on using the remote to change your training pants anyways. You bend your knees into a squat and begin to push. Messing yourself is surprisingly easy, probably because of your current age. As you push, you idly wonder at what age you were originally fully potty trained.
After what feels like forever, you finish filling your training pants with poop. You take the remote, select it on yourself, and press the CLOTHES button. Like you had hoped, your training pants are replaced with something new. Unfortunately, the new thing replacing them is a thick diaper. Apparently, the remote decided that someone with poop in their training pants couldn’t be trusted in training pants.
Before you can try to fix it, you hear footsteps. You hurriedly hide the remote away as the new daycare employee comes up to you. She bends over, her breasts in your face.
“There you are! Come on, we have to go back to the daycare!” she coos. She picks you up. You bury your face in her chest happily.
Being a toddler, even one in a diaper, isn’t all that bad.