"All right, Leah, we need to get some paper towels," Tina says as Leah follows her through the store. She stops to frown at a few options. "These don't work well. Whenever I wipe something up with them, it's still wet."
At the word "wet", Leah's bladder suddenly lets loose. Leah stifles a gasp at the sensation of peeing her pants. What just happened?
"As you kids would say, this brand sucks," Tina jokes. Leah's thumb pops into her mouth. She begins to suck on it with urgency. Tina picks up a paper towel pack. "Hmm. This says it will clean up any mess."
Given what the words "wet" and "suck" did, if Leah knew what had happened with the hypnosis, she would have been able to predict what the word "mess" would do.
Leah's knees bend into a squat. She begins to push. A log enters her soaked underwear. Leah frantically tries to clench, but her attempts to stop it only makes it worse. She pushes harder, her face turning red. A soft grunt escapes from around her thumb.
As she squats in the aisle, emptying her bowels, Leah's mind races, trying to figure out what to do.