The girl looked to be a toddler in a thick diaper, wearing a cute navy blue sundress and diaper cover with her black hair held up in twin buns tied with blue ribbons. After what seemed to be the end of a rather hefty bowel movement, the girl straightened up and looked in Leah's direction. To Leah's surprise, the girl gave her an incredibly judgmental eye-brow raise and removed her pacifier.
"Did you just say 'Me, Weah'?" The girl asked in...far more mature a voice than expected. Leah blinked in surprise, scratching the back of her head awkwardly.
"Uh, yeah?" She droned, narrowing her eyes at the girl, "Youwh...not a toddwah, awh you?"
"And you are obviously not one, 'Me Weah'." She said with an eye roll, "What are you, some 1960's depiction of a caveman?" She held both arms out, bending at elbow 90 degrees, and crossed her eyes as she repeated 'Me Weah' in a cartoonish sounding deep voice. Leah frowned in an unimpressed fashion.
"Sowwy fo twying to act the pawt, no need to be such a callous bitch."
"If you wish to play the part, then understand how the development of speech works. Saying 'me' instead of 'I' as a first person pronoun is used exclusively in cartoon logic to show a character is of little intellect, and is never used by actual human beings. A toddler is not stupid, they are learning, and learning how to speak is often mimicking what they hear. As such, even making a close approximation to 'I' is more realistic than using 'me'." The girl spoke slow and methodically, like she was giving a lecture. Leah could feel her disbelief (and patience) slowly transforming into annoyance just listening to her.
"You're not very fun at parties, are you?" Leah finally said, removing her pacifier and spinning it on one finger. The girl blinked multiple times in surprise.
"Do I...look like someone who goes to parties?"
"You look like a toddler with shit in her pants."
"Well, I suppose that makes two of us." The girl gave a polite smile as she reached out one hand, "Quinton Williams, but you may call me Quinn." Leah grabbed the hand, feeling a little out of sorts by the incredibly bizarre situation.
"Leah. This is...really weird, but I guess it's nice to find a pants pooping buddy my age."
"I believe this is the first time I have met another fellow ABDL out in the wild as well." Quinn mused. Leah once again blinked in confusion.
"A what now?"
"An ABDL? Adult baby diaper lover?" Quinn acted like it was the most obvious thing, but Leah was entirely blind in this situation.
"There's a name for this?!" Leah asked in astonishment, pointing between the two of them.
"Oh my, you are entirely new to this, yet are already out in public? Messing yourself no less. I must say, you are incredibly bold."
"I mean, I kinda want to...live like this? Like, all the time? Is...that common?"
"Ah, a full life transition! It is a lovely, and common fantasy, but I do not know many who have the luxury to do so. I myself only have weekends and breaks from school." She turned and showed off her full diaper, "However, I am always diapered."
"Woah, you unpotty trained?" Leah asked in awe, feeling slightly jealous. "Can you do that?"
"Yes. What you saw earlier was an accident, not intentional. I am very happy with the results." She said with a wide smile, shaking her tush a little to emphasize her point.
"Well, I pooped myself on purpose because I like pooping myself, but also cause I wanted to know what it's like to play with a full diaper." Leah added, touching her own load. Is she comparing her own mess with another teen? The situation was so odd, Leah wasn't even sure if she could call it good or not. She's not even sure it's real.
"Ah, I see. It depends, but I personally find the experience very invigorating. Would you like to find out?"
"What, with you?"
"Indeed! We can 'play' together. I have never had the opportunity to interact with another like this." Quinn seemed...excited? The girl was strange on so many levels, speaking like an intellectual about being a tot. Leah wasn't sure what her thoughts on Quinn are, but she was here to explore herself, and this Quinn girl seemed to know far more about this stuff. Plus...it sounded really fun.
"Alright, sure." Leah agreed, plopping her pacifier back in, "Wet's pway."
Quinn smiled brightly before replacing her own pacifier. Her whole demeanor shifted as she giggled and grabbed Leah's hand, acting like the toddler she looked like.
"Come on, come on!" She shouted, pulling her through the many parts and rooms of the structure.