A girl bounded into the living room excitedly. She squealed in delight at the sight of Leah.
“Oh, wow, she’s sooooo cute! How old is she?”
“Two years old.”
“Aw!” Abby ruffled Leah’s hair. “I bet she’s still in diapers, isn’t she?” Abby squeezed Leah’s butt, feeling the diaper squish. “She is!”
“Now, now, Abby, be nice,” Julie said gently. “If she doesn’t have a good time, Tina won’t let her visit again.”
“Oh! Right!” Abby smiled at Leah. “Sorry, Hailey. Come on, let’s go play!” Abby took Leah’s hand and led her out of the living room, down a hallway, and into what was presumably her room. Thanks to the thickness of her diaper, Leah was forced to toddle, something that both added to her acting and made Abby beam broadly.
Abby sat Leah down and the two began to play with dolls. Leah quickly found that, though easily excited, Abby was a very sweet girl. She mentioned a baby sister multiple times before cutting herself off and turning back to the game. Eventually, Leah felt her bowels ache. Again? Biting back a groan of frustration, Leah did what she would inevitably have to do.
Abby didn’t seem to notice Leah grunting while they played, which Leah was relieved by. It was bad enough to be messing herself in front of the girl. She didn’t want the girl to know she was doing it! Slowly, as she had to override her potty training, a log began to enter Leah’s diaper. Once she started, she couldn’t stop. She couldn’t slow it down, either, as the process sped up without warning. Her bowels abruptly emptied all at once with a loud fart. Abby paused. She got up, went around, and checked Leah’s diaper.
“Ew, gross!” Abby ran off to get her mom. Leah sighed softly as Abby returned with Julie. Julie whisked Leah away to a…nursery? Leah looked around the room curiously. The house had a nursery, Abby kept mentioning a little sister… Leah’s heart sank. Something horrible must have happened, and that was why Abby desperately needed to play with a little girl.
“Are you tired or hungry, Hailey?” Julie asked as she changed Leah’s diaper. It was a process Leah had already become so familiar with that day, she barely noticed it happening. Leah thought about it. On the one hand, Abby was a lot, and she could use a break. But on the other hand, the poor girl had clearly had something bad happen in her family.
Whatever her answer, Leah knew it had to be a single word if she wanted to keep up her act.