The giggling Sophia waddled towards her toys, holding the leg of the change table to support herself. As she continues towards her toys, she can no longer hold on and begins wobbling from side to side as she tries to keep her balance before falling down, landing on her but mashing her bottom into the diaper-girl's face. Giggling, Sophia crawls towards her toys, unconcerned about her fall. Upon reaching her toys, Sophia plonks back down on her but, again, mashing her bottom into the diaper-girl's face as she grabs some of her stuffed animals and starts waving them around in the air giggling the whole time, as her wriggling and squirming keeps mashing her bottom uncomfortably against the diaper-girl's face. But Elizabeth is helpless, unable to communicate or even move in any way. Elizabeth had no choice but to bear with it as she complicated the inescapable horror yet to come, as she continued to berate herself Why did I even think anything good would come out of this!? Being a diaper!! Yeah, good things happen to diapers, don't they!!! Now I'm probably going to get pooped in because that's what happened to diapers. What the fuck is good about that!!!.
Then at the sound of a doorbell, the mother says, "Oh Good, Rachel's here. Come on, Sophia, Rachel's here. Time for me to head off."
Sophia giggles. "Rachy, Rachy, Yay," as she stands up, she takes her mother's hand and waddles along beside her, repeatedly mashing her bottom against the diaper-girl's face as each step pulls on the diaper-girl. Elizabeth could feel all of Sophia's movements, her bottom rubbing against diaper-girl's face as her legs kept tugging, causing her to twist back and forth uncomfortably.
Elizabeth hears the sound of a lock clicking, followed by a door opening, before the mother says, "Hey Rachel, good to see you. How are you doing? I hope your mother's doing better."
"Hey, Heather, I'm doing fine. Mum's the same as always. She'd drunk herself into a coma when I left. And how are you, Sophia?" the 14-year-old girl says as she reaches down to grab the little girl, wrapping an arm under her bottom and pulling her up to kiss her on the forehead, causing her to squeal in delight, yet again mashing the diaper-girl's face into Sophia's bottom.
"Rachy, Rachy", she cries out excitedly.
"Well, you can see she is excited to see you. I expect I'll be several hours. It is about time for her dinner now, and put her to bed around 8. Bye, Sophia. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye, Mommy"
Elizabeth hears the door close and locks as Rachel bounces the giggling Sophia in her arms, repeatedly mashing her bottom into the diaper-girls face. As Elizabeth wonder, is that Rachel from school? It sounds like her, and she does have a drunk mother?
"Well, let's get you something to eat then, Sophia", Rachel says as she carries Sophia into the kitchen. Rachel lowers the little girl into a high chair, wedging the diaper-girl against the seat and the crotch restraint. Finally, a tub of Yogurt is placed in front of her, and Rachel carefully spoons it into Sophia's mouth. After finishing the Yogurt, Rachels hands Sophia a bottle filled with a warm formula which she quickly starts drinking.
As Sophia continues to suck on her bottle, warm liquid splashes against the diaper-girls stomach and crotch, causing the blissful warmth of a warm shower to radiate through her; the next thing Elizabeth notices is the rather pleasant salty smell of ocean spray. However, the diaper-girl soon finds herself wanting to gag, as the overwhelming taste of saltwater floods her mouth, as she begins to do her job absorbing the warm yellow pee as it starts to pool down the bottom of the diaper. As the diaper-girl continues to soak up the little girl's urine, the pleasant warmth of the pee saturates her body, and her taste slowly adjusts to the overwhelming saltiness of the little girl's pee, allowing her to take in the actual flavour of the urine which Elizabeth is disgusted to find is an enjoyable salty musk. However, the swelling the diaper-girl experienced as she diligently soaked up the urine now filling her left her feeling uncomfortably bloated.
After she finishes eating, Rachel says, "Now, how about we watch a cartoon before bed Sophia."
This causes the little girl to bounce in her seat, enjoying the warm squishy feel of her soggy diaper, as she squeals out, "Yay." On the other hand, the diaper-girl doesn't enjoy it at all being compressed between the little girl's bottom and the soft padding of the high chair. Every time Sophia shifts, it tugs and pulls on Elizabeth, like overly tight clothes, pulling against a sweaty body. The pressure as she expanded served to increase her discomfort.
Then she felt herself lifting in the air again as Rachel carried the little girl into the living room, placing her down on the floor in front of the TV. Then, Elizabeth heard the opening song of some cartoon show that had caught Sophia's attention. But the diaper-girl is quickly distracted by the horrifying sound of low deep rumbling inside the little girl, followed by several moist stinky farts that utterly disgust the diaper-girl.
But after farting again, her asshole continued twitching until it suddenly pushed outward, letting out a gurgling sound and causing the horrified diaper-girl to think Oh please, Sophia! Just hold it in! I'm begging you!. But to her great dismay, the little girl just shifts position, grunting, as she pushes the warm mushy mess out to squish against the diaper-girls face, not making any effort to hold it in. Her innocent cruelty made Elizabeth mentally cry as the soft paste-like mess of pooh into her, quickly filling her to capacity. A entire week of this... what in hell was I thinking? she curses. A diaper!? Of all things, a diaper!? Guess what happens to diapers!? They get poohed in; what the hell is good about that!? Smart Liz... real smart, she scolds herself again in disgust.