The next morning, Leah woke up to her thumb in her mouth and a full diaper. As she waddled to the bathroom to change herself, she was intercepted by Rita.
"Phew! That's a stinky one!" Rita remarked. Leah looked down, ashamed. "Don't worry, it happens. Do you want some help changing?"
"No, I can handle it," Leah said confidently. Rita smiled.
"All right. You just call for me if you need me," she said. Leah nodded and went into the bathroom. She removed her diaper with a sigh. At least it happened while she was asleep, not while she was awake. She hopped onto the toilet, but couldn't go. She must have emptied the tank into her diaper overnight.
Leah skillfully cleaned up and changed her diaper. As she was washing her hands, she saw in the mirror reflection her diaper slowly turning yellow. That was odd. She just tried to go.
After she put on some bottoms to cover her already used diaper, Leah headed for the kitchen. Rita was watching something on the stove.
"Need any help?" Leah asked.
"Nope! Go ahead and watch some TV. I'll come get you when breakfast is ready."
"Sounds good to me." Leah made her way to the living room and turned on the TV. As she flipped through the channels, bored, she came across the kiddie cartoon channel. It was playing a cartoon she adored when she was in preschool. Instead of continuing her search for teen dramas, Leah stopped to watch the show for toddlers.
When Rita finally came to get her for breakfast, she found Leah fully engrossed in the show, sucking on her thumb. Rita frowned. Tina had said Leah still needed diapers, but this was different.