Leah's stomach rumbles. A thick log slowly begins to push into the back of Leah's underwear. Wait, underwear?
Leah looks down at herself in shock. She's...back to normal? All of the baby clothes, the pacifier, the diaper, they're all gone, replaced by what she was wearing when she left the house that morning. Even Tina's purse, which had turned into a diaper bag for Leah, was back to normal.
But as the log pinches off, followed by a new one, Leah is reminded that she isn't back to normal. Everything except her potty training is. At least, that's what it seems like.
They pull into the driveway. Tina grabs her purse and the bags of groceries. She looks at Leah, still buckled in her seat.
"Are you coming?" she asks.
"Uh, in a minute," Leah manages. "I got a bit carsick, so I'm going to let my stomach settle before I go inside."
"Oh, okay! Let me know if you need anything." With that, Tina turns around and goes inside. Now that her stepmother is gone, Leah turns her attention to her still ongoing bowel movement. She pulls her knees to her chest and actively pushes, grunting with effort. With a loud fart, her bowels empty into her underwear.
Leah gets out of the car and hesitantly waddles inside. Tina is distracted on the phone, so Leah walks past without her noticing the mess in her underwear. She makes a beeline for the bathroom.
As Leah removes her clothes and hops in the shower, she wonders what's going on, if the warps were even real. And if they were, whether they'll come back.