Greg heard grunting coming from the stroller again.
"Making another present for me, huh?" he teased.
"You know I can't help going two timeth," Dan replied between grunts. His voice lisped slightly from the pacifier in his mouth.
"I know. Finish up and I'll change you again," Greg said playfully.
"I want out," Dan said. "The angle is better."
"You got it." Greg removed Dan from the stroller and set him on the ground. It was difficult to tell that Dan wasn't actually a toddler, but a man shrunk down to the size of one. He looked exactly like the little boy he was posing as when in the stroller. Particularly while he was squatting in public, visibly messing his diaper.
Dan sucked on the pacifier for much needed comfort. It was hard for him to come to terms with just how much he'd been reduced to. He was wearing only a baby T-shirt, sucking on a pacifier, pooping his diaper that didn't have anything over it. All because he was shrunk in size. He wasn't actually turned into a toddler! Well, he had been, but he was turned back into a man.
And now, he was a tiny man filling his diaper with poop. Again.
He always had two poopy accidents, one shortly after the other. It was because when he had the first one, his remaining potty training kicked in to hold back some of it. But after he got changed, his potty training failed again, and he finished going. That was the case now.
Dan finished using his diaper. Greg took him away for a change into a fresh one. But something was different about this particular accident. A new development that made Dan concerned.