... she realized it had been just in time, as her bowels forced a warm mush into her diaper. She pushed to speed up the unpleasant process, causing some pee to flow out of her as well - at least that was quickly absorbed by the diaper. Unlike the hot mess on her butt. Lucy stood up, her diaper sagging somewhat, the sticky poop tugging on her butt. This was so not fair - Lucy would have easily made it to the bathroom if the door hadn't been closed! Without that stupid door in the way, she'd now be sitting on a potty or toilet beaming with pride while having her butt wiped instead of wearing a thoroughly unpleasant messy diaper. Changing it herself was not an option - there were no wipes within her reach, and even if she had any, she'd probably be too clumsy to clean herself without getting her hands covered in poop.
Seething with anger, Lucy walked towards the door and hit it several times with her fists. Now her hands hurt a little, while of course the door showed no reaction whatsoever. Lucy's rage turned into despair, she felt her lip quivering and her eyes getting wet, and then she gave up trying to contain her emotions and let out a loud, long wail as tears ran down her cheeks. Finally, the door opened and...