The girl wanders over to her dollhouse playset and mumbles dialoge while playing with the dolls. Allison hears her narrating their lives and sometimes mashing them together. Soon enough, her mother returns.
"Mindy! It's time to go play with Isabella! You remember Bella, right?"
"Yay, we had lots of fun last time!" the girl responds.
"Let's get you dressed up nice and pretty for the trip."
Allison feels the girl troddling over to the dresser, and her mother helps her into a loose dress covered in floral daisy patterns. A thin cloth diaper cover is pulled up over Allison, though she can mostly see through it. The hem of the dress partially covers her view, though. "What am I about to get into..." Allison wonders.
The girl walks with her mother out to a van, and Mindy is buckled in tight. Allison is squashed underneath the girl's substantial weight. She can feel her wearer's weight shift throughout the trip. Fortunately, that is all that she has to deal with, for now.
The drive finishes, and the mother helps Mindy out of her car seat. They approach a house, and Allison hears the "ding-doing" of a doorbell. Another mother answers the door, presumably Isabella's mom.
"Hey there! Glad to see you two! Hello Mindy!"
Next to the woman, a girl, maybe 4 years old walks up, partially hidden from Allison by the mother's legs. "Say Hi to Bella, sweety!" Mindy's mother asks. Mindy gives a cautious greeting.
"Ooh, Mindy! Let's go play in the yard!" the new girl proposes. She grabs Mindy's hand and pulls her off to the backyard. Allison sees what looks like padding beneath the raven-haired girl's sweat pants.
The girls run around in the yard. Allison is stretched and thrown in every direction. Perspiration beads on Mindy's back, and drips down into Allison. She is helpless do do anything but absorb the salty liquid. Bella suggests: "Why don't we play hide and seek?" Presumably, Mindy nods. "OK, you're IT! Good luck finding me!" Allison hears the girl giggle, and then she wanders over to a corner near the house and begin to clumsily count up to ten. "1..2..3...3...5...6...9...10! Ok, I'm gonna find you!"
The diaper-girl is rattled around even more while Mindy runs off to check every corner of the back yard. Eventually, Bella is found underneath the slide, on her hands and knees. Mindy approaches the girl, grabbing her shirt from the back.
"Fwound you! You so sneaky..." Mindy trails off, sniffing the air. "Did you go poo-poo?" Shortly after, a waft of stank hits Allison as well. "Ugh! This girl, too?!" the diaper-girl thinks.
"...No... I didn't poo-poo..." Bella obviously lies. Allison notices the telltale buldge of a log in her pants. Apparently, Mindy notices this too. "You went poopies, didn't you?" she accuses. "Bella made poopies! Bella made poopies!"
The girl's mother, not far away, hears this. "Bella, are you stinky? You know you're supposed to go poo-poo in the potty..." Embarrassed, Isabella gets up on her feet. "Maybe a little..." she says. The mother comes over and grabs her hand. "Let's get you cleaned up. C'mon Mindy."
The group walks back into the house, with Bella waddling like she has a load in her pants. "At least it isn't me..." Allison thinks, relieved. They walk over to the living room, and Mindy gets up onto the couch. "Wait here for a minute, hun," the mother requests, and walks out of the room. Bella stands stock-still. "You stinky, Bella!" Mindy proclaims. The older girl doesn't respond, looking away, embarrassed.
The mother returns shortly with a container of wipes, and a fresh pink pull-up. "Alright, lie down for me, honey." Bella complies, and her pants are removed, revealing her full training pants.
Mindy squirms and giggles slightly at the sight. Allison feels her thighs tremble, and cheeks clench through her padded body. Then...