Leah's tummy rumbles. She can change herself after breakfast. She's hungry. She begins to make her way to the kitchen, waddling thanks to her fully packed diaper. But when she enters the kitchen, she realizes she made a miscalculation. There's a stranger sitting at the table.
"Oh, Leah, you're up!" Rita says, looking over. The person at the table, a handsome young man, waves his hand in front of his nose.
"And smelly. How old did you say she was?"
"Dis many!" Leah lisps, holding up two fingers. While she's fine with using her diapers on purpose, she's still nervous about people knowing that's what she's doing. Luckily, Rita plays along.
"Yep. She's just a little one." Rita gets up from the table. "I'll take her to get changed and then come back." The man nods.
Rita brings Leah to the bathroom.
"I can change myself," Leah whispers. Rita sighs.
"What happened back there? Why did you use your diaper? Did you have an accident? And why did you say you were two?"
"Oh, I thought Tina told you," Leah says, thinking quickly. "I'm really into method acting. I figured, I'm diapered and dressed like a toddler. I might as well act the part to get some acting practice." Rita's eyes light up.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Oh, this is perfect! I can't wait to see you practicing your toddler acting skills 24/7." She tickles Leah's belly. "And I get to treat you like a toddler, too! Otherwise, I'd ruin your immersion."
Leah didn't take that into consideration. This might be more of an issue than she thought when she came up with the idea.
"So, how long will you be method acting?" Rita asks as she begins the process of changing Leah's diaper. Leah thinks for a moment.