Tonya sniffs loudly, her nose wrinkling in disgust. Leah blushes, knowing full well that Tonya's reacting to her now second pair of ruined underwear.
"Ugh, you need a change," Tonya teases. "You might need some protection from now on." Leah squeaks unhappily as the poop she had managed to stop earlier starts again. She grunts in a way that Tonya immediately interprets correctly. "Oh, no! Be a big girl!" Leah clenches, stopping the log that was threatening to crown. "I have to be careful about what I say."
"Yeah, but most people won't be!" Leah sighs. "Sucking my thumb is bad enough, but since it seems like I'm interpreting everything in a very babyish way, there's countless ways someone could say something that makes me have an accident."
"Yeah. And after what just almost happened, I'm thinking diapers."
"I agree."
"Let's get back out there and find you some fresh clothes and a diaper," Tonya says. She carries Leah out of the bathroom. There's a shopping cart, already containing some items Tonya picked up earlier. Leah blushes again as Tonya places her in the seat of the cart. She shifts slightly, not happy with the feeling of poop pressing against her butt. "I know, I know, but if you can tolerate it for now, we'll get you changed before you know it!"
Suddenly, Leah's no longer bothered by her wet, messy underwear. A second later, Leah blinks, and she's back in the bathroom, wearing an outfit identical to the one she just dirtied. Judging by the cushioning around her waist and butt, as well as the crinkling when she moves, she's diapered. She looks up at Tonya, confused.
"Uh, what just happened?" Leah asks.
"I got you new clothes, cleaned up, and changed," Tonya replies. She sighs. "Let me guess. Because I said it would happen before you knew it, you basically blacked out until just now?" Leah nods. "Great. I really need to be careful."
"What now?" Leah asks. "You said you had a plan?" Tonya nods.
"Yes. I do."