"Oh, that place has amazing food!" a voice says in a nearby aisle. "You just have to go!" Leah's eyes widen as she feels warmth spread through her pants. She looks down. She can no longer say that she avoided wetting herself too much. There's a massive spot on the front of her jeans. Just as she's trying to think about how she peed herself, she feels her bowels rumble.
Thankfully, there's a circular clothing rack nearby. Leah quickly darts into it. Just as she's hidden by the clothes, she feels a fresh log begin to crown. Leah bends into a squat, grunting softly as the log slowly enters her soiled underwear. She attempts to speed things along like before by actively pushing forcefully, but for some reason, that's not working this time. The poop exiting her body is taking its sweet time, dragging out her humiliation.
When the log pinches off, Leah's still not done. There's another round of pee, then a loud fart, as mushy poop is expelled from her body. Then yet another log. Leah groans quietly. What is going on? That stranger she overheard was strangely right, she just had to go to the bathroom. Leah's eyes widen again. Wait, is that it?
Leah thinks about the strange behaviors she's just had. Each time, it happened after she heard a word or phrase that fit the behavior that followed it. That must be the key! Something's happened to her that is making her do whatever she hears. And, rather upsetting, interpreting each "command" in the most babyish way possible.
The final log finally pinches off and Leah has control over her body again. She straightens, her pants and underwear sagging horribly and smelling terrible. But despite that, she's filled with relief and hope. Now that she knows what's going on, she can plan around it. She'll get...