Leah, however, finds that she was mistaken. In what she thought was her purposely stopping her accident was actually her body pausing, as a log started to crown. She found this out soon after, as her body began to push. Leah grunted in surprise, stumbling on her feet into a crouch as she tried to exert the control she thought she had before, and found there was none. In fact, she was pushing with all her might as her body was wracked by cramps. She found herself on all fours, squatting deeply as she pushed. The log was particularly bulky, needing to be pushed out manually. Despite that...Leah couldn't even stand. She stared at the floor with horror as she was forced to squat there and slowly poop herself. She tried to move, with all of her being. On all fours, she was forced to crawl to the door, stopping ever step with her body pushing some more, feeling like her butt was dry heaving. She was halfway to the door to her room when the massive log pinched off, leaving a heft into her diaper she could feel. She kept trying to crawl to the door, but her body had a much easier time once that initially log was out. She grunted as she easily pushed another massive log into her diaper, and then a second one all within the span of a crawl. Her vision got blurry as tears built up, feeling helpless and infantile and small. She could feel each movement of her bowels, but could do nothing to stop it. By the time she reached the door, she tried to stand to grab the knob, but could only get into a squat at best, no muscles able to stand her up as they were all devoted to pushing down. She stared at the knob, less than a foot away and yet out of reach. Then, and only then, did it fully dawn on Leah: she couldn't do it.
She couldn't stop the tears at that point, and to her surprise found her jabbing her thumb into her mouth. She didn't pay it too much mind, just sucked it for some comfort amongst the horror of her bowel movement. She squatted there for the next 10 minutes, slowly pushing more poop into her diaper. Leah decided to just bite the bullet and stop fighting, but she couldn't push anymore than she already was. She never had any control in the first place.
By the time she was done, her diaper was absolutely packed. It was a massive mess that took her so much effort to pass, yet could do nothing to even attempt to go to the bathroom. Her body continued to dry heave a little more, but she was finally about to stop pushing and stand. With movement now available, she...