Kaitlin and Laura begin their long walk to the magic shop. When they are about halfway there, Kaitlin feels pressure building in her abdomen. She has to go again. Kaitlin knows that she has clearly lost the ability to hold it for long. Trying to resist the urge to potty will likely fail like it did before. But she’s determined to have no pit stops on their trip. She needs to get out of this diaper as soon as possible.
However, the pressure only grows, and Kaitlin can feel her abdomen rumbling, demanding release. She lets out a few farts, hoping that doing so will alleviate the pressure somewhat.
It does for a short while, but soon the pressure returns, more intense than before. Well, she’s wearing a diaper, she could just use it. Maybe Laura won’t even notice her peeing again. Still, she can’t bring herself to purposefully use her diaper.
Kaitlin and Laura are a block away, the magic shop in sight, when disaster strikes. Kaitlin lets out an enormous, wet fart. Laura waves her hand in front of her nose.
“Gross, that was so smelly! What did you eat?” she asks Kaitlin. Before Kaitlin can reply, she lets out another fart. Her eyes widen as she finally recognizes the specific kind of pressure that has built up. It’s not number one. It’s number two.
But it’s too late now. The dam bursts. Kaitlin’s bowels empty with a third and final fart, filling her diaper with a hot, sticky, smelly mess. Kaitlin bursts into tears.
“You tried to hold it again, didn’t you?” Laura asks. Kaitlin nods. “I told you not to do that!”
“Now what?” Kaitlin asks through her tears.
“Well…” Laura looks in the direction of the magic shop. “We’re almost there. Think you can wait for a change until then?”