The generic action film they were watching was more out of irony than interest, as it looked humorously terrible from the trailers. Leah had hoped that the film would not trigger anything, being a macho action flick, but one of the first scenes has the protagonist say 'Shit!' in anger. Leah felt the usual feeling of her core cramping and pushing with a sigh; she's been pooping herself all day, so she was no longer embarrassed---if anything, she's annoyed. When she's triggered to poop, she has to stop everything that she's doing to squat and push, taking anywhere from a couple seconds to minutes of her time. Even now, she felt her body want to squat, making her not just incapable of focusing on the movie, but probably distracting.
"Should I reverse it?" Tonya asked, noting her frustration. Leah was tempted to say yes, if for no reason than to just enjoy the film, but knew that would become tedious itself. Leah reluctantly shook her head, certain that taking a bowel movement now might decrease her need later.
Tonya relented, but Leah could tell she couldn't focus either.
"Ugh, why is going poopie so hawd?" Leah grunted. Tonya decided to not say anything, probably not wanting to inadvertently make it worse. Leah was about to ask her to pause just so she could walk off and finish pooping her stupid diaper, but another idea came to mind.
Why did she have to squat? Why did she have to push so hard? She could feel the semi-solid mush in her diaper growing, so there wasn't much need to expend herself. She knew she had to poop, so why couldn't she just let her body do the work?
With that idea in mind, Leah sat back down and tried to relax herself. The amount of triggers she was currently under made her potty training incredibly lacking, as such she didn't even feel the need to go. She tried to sit comfortably while leaning forward, focusing on the movie and not on her stomach muscles.
It was awkward at first, with Leah not used to pooping in this position (outside of a toilet, at least), but she eventually found a position that was less difficult enough for her to put it out of her mind. Next, she tried to get her body to stop pushing; there was no need, she was already going to poop herself. The hypnotically induced action took longer to override, but eventually she convinced her mind to relax, reducing her grunting significantly. It was awkward as all hell, but Leah knew she could do it now.
As the film heavily favored using 'shit' throughout, Leah got plenty of chances to practice. Each time, she can get a little more comfortable, and keep herself from pushing a little less harder. She had a very heavily used diaper by the end of the film, but she also felt pooping was much less taxing.
"Wow, that really was a 'shitty' movie, huh?" Tonya deadpanned, forced to sit there and watch her best friend forcibly poop herself for the entire film. Leah rolled her eyes as she pooped a little more, leaning forward and tensing only a little.
"It was good pwactice fo going poopie, at weast."
"Yeah, wow, I barely even noticed you just pooping. We should probably get you changed." Tonya said, neither of them even acknowledging the trigger; not that there was an effect outside of Leah's butt dry heaving a fart, all her poop already in her pants. Though Leah could no longer tell how bad her diaper smelled, Tonya's forced face and scrunched nose told her it was probably horrid.
"I think I should get a showah, I'm a wittle too stinky." Leah says with a bashful smile, more upset that her diaper is punishing her friend's nose than the actual poopy diaper itself.
"I should probably reverse the triggers then. Don't want you getting hurt trying to bath yourself, afterall."
Leah raised an eye brow as Tonya triggered her again. Tonya herself winced at yet another slip of her tongue.
"I'm undah a wot of twiggahs wight now, so...