Tina beams at Leah, looking almost as happy as she had on her wedding day to Leah's father. Dread collects in Leah's gut, replacing the poop she's currently pushing into her diaper. Why is Tina so happy? It can't be for a good reason, that's for sure.
"Uh, Tina, I thought you said your stepdaughter is a teenager," Rita says. Leah turns to look at Tina's younger sister. Rita is gorgeous, even with the look of disgust on her face as she watches Leah fill her diaper. Leah feels extra humiliated, pooping her pants in front of such a beautiful woman.
"She is," Tina says, her delight shining in her voice.
"She's acting like a pamper packer."
"And it's soooooo cute!" Tina gushes. Leah gulps. Oh. That's why Tina looks happy. She works at a daycare because she loves taking care of babies. Of course she likes seeing Leah act like one of her charges. Leah bends even deeper into a squat, trying to pass the stubborn log. Tina actually squeals. "Oh my gosh, she looks like just a little toddler or- or even a baby! I love it, so adorable."
"Uh, yeah," Rita says, clearly not agreeing with Tina. "Look, I agreed to watch a teenager that's having accidents. Not an actual baby."
"I'm not an actual baby," Leah says between grunts. Rita raises an eyebrow.
"Could have fooled me."
"Are you no longer comfortable watching Leah?" Tina asks. Rita sighs.
"Well, I'm fine watching her if all I have to worry about is changing diapers. If there's anything more to it, I don't think I can handle the responsibility."
"I understand." Tina looks at Leah, who has finally finished using her diaper. After the poop, there was a quick salvo of pee, and Leah desperately needs to get out of this sagging, smelly diaper. "Well, in that case..."