"You could go around without anything over your diaper and diaper cover," Rita suggests. "That would make diaper changes faster, too."
"Hmm." Leah considers this. The only thing holding her back is that she wouldn't be able to leave the house. But she doesn't really want to do that anyways, in case she loudly and obviously poops herself in front of someone she knows. "All right."
"Perfect." Rita places Leah on the floor. "Go ahead and get dressed for the rest of the day, sweetie."
Leah makes her way to her room, toddling due to her diaper and diaper cover pushing her legs apart. She stares at her reflection in the floor length mirror in the room. She looks like a baby. Well, hopefully she can do something about that.
Leah selects a push up bra to make her chest not seem flat and one of her favorite shirts, which is very obviously not a baby or toddler style. She then sits in front of the mirror to do her hair and makeup. When she finishes, she puts her things away and returns to the mirror.
Now, she looks like a teenager cosplaying as a baby. Or a toddler that is getting ready for a beauty competition. Either way, Leah is not happy. She squeezes her diaper. Maybe she can talk to Rita about going without it? She had that accident, but it had to have been a fluke.
Still staring at her reflection, Leah watches herself suddenly bend into a squat. Warmth spreads through her diaper as she wets herself, closely followed by a small amount of poop.
Okay, maybe it wasn't a fluke. Leah's knees bend deeper. She grunts, pushing a small log out without meaning to. Great. Rita was right.
She needs diapers.