Before Leah could make her decision, there was a knock on the door.
“Look, Leah, stop crying your eyes out or whatever,” Alice’s voice sighed. “Gina told me to apologize, so I guess I’m sorry for saying you looked like a preschooler.” Leah stayed completely silent, praying that Alice would leave. “Leah? It’s pretty childish of you to give me the silent treatment, just so you know.” The door swung open. “Oh. It wasn’t locked.”
Alice’s eyes immediately landed on Leah. A broad smile spread across her face.
“Awww, what a cutie!” she gushed. She rushed over to Leah and scooped her up. “Look at those dimples! You’re just the cutest thing I’ve ever seen!” In shock, Leah didn’t say anything. “Aw, were you in the bathroom because you needed to go potty like a big girl?”
“Yes,” Leah squeaked, glad to have a way out.
“Don’t worry, Auntie Alice can help with that.” Alice carried Leah out of the bathroom and into the bedroom of Holly, Gina’s toddler daughter. Humming happily, Alice removed Leah’s swimsuit, diaper cover, and swim diaper, then sat her down on Holly’s training potty. Leah didn’t want to use the toilet in front of her rival, but her body had other plans. The moment her butt touched the seat, Leah’s bladder let loose.
“Good girl,” Alice cooed at the sound of urine hitting the empty potty. To Leah’s horror, she felt pressure building in her abdomen. She clenched her muscles desperately. The pressure only continued to build however, leading Leah to the conclusion that if she tried to hold it in, she would wind up using her swim diaper for its intended purpose.
Her face red with embarrassment, Leah began to push, grunting slightly. With minimal effort and a loud fart, her bowels emptied into the potty. Alice clapped her hands.
“Such a good girl! Now, stand so that Aunty Alice can wipe you.” Leah could only continue to do as she was told. She stood, and Alice wiped her butt, then redressed her. “Wow, I wish I had kids half as well-behaved as you. My kids don’t do anything I tell them to do.” Alice smiled at Leah. “You seem to be about the same age as my youngest. I mean, you can’t be any older than two.”
Alice stood and took the training potty to the bathroom to clean it out. Overcome by nausea from another transformation, Leah couldn’t move. Once the nausea had faded, Leah toddled over to a nearby floor-length mirror. Fortunately, her swimsuit hadn’t changed at all. Unfortunately, her swim diaper had. It was much thicker. Leah was definitely out of her potty trained years.
With more baby fat and smaller, Leah was visibly younger, but hopefully Alice wouldn’t notice. Alice came back. She smiled at Leah. Leah swallowed nervously, praying that Alice couldn’t tell she had gotten younger.