The whole morning flashes through Leah's mind, with every childish antic adding further to her frustration. In all logic, she should just go ask Rita to remove the diaper and then get showered. However, Leah already felt humiliated for what had to be one of her most unflattering mornings to date. In a burst of stubborn impulse, she entered the shower with diaper still strapped on tight.
Immediately she began to regret her decision, as her already wet diaper began to swell. She thought about exiting and getting Rita---maybe even some scissors or something to at least try and remove it---but decided she's already gone too far to go back. As such, she began her regular shower routine with a grimace. There were numerous problems that already presented themself. For one, the diaper was clearly not meant to be in such a water dense place, and was absorbing water rather rapidly. Try as she might, she couldn't ignore her diaper even if she wanted to. Deciding that she should start with washing her hair, she reached for some shampoo. However, much like earlier, she underestimated the distance and accidentally knocked the bottle over. She fumbled with it briefly, but could not prevent it from falling onto the shower floor with a bang, causing the top to fall off and empty its contents. Blushing wildly, she bent over to pick it up only to find that her diaper has swollen wide enough to force her legs further apart; bending suddenly wasn't so easy.
"Leah, are you alright? I heard a loud bang." Leah cringed at Rita's words from the door, looking briefly at the mess she's already made.
"Nope! I'm fine!" She called out, trying to position herself to where she could grab the bottle before it completely emptied.
"Are you sure?"
Leah briefly looked back towards the door, wanting to say something snarky; however, her lack of attention lead to shifting on the now soap covered floor, and slipping with an 'eek!' Her bottom meet the ground with a loud squish, making Leah partially glad for the padding cushioning her fall. However, she not only made a loud noise, but found that soap bubbles were starting to form on the ground; her diapered bottom was blocking the drain, and water was starting to rise in the tub.
"Leah?! What was that?"
"N-nothing, I-" Leah tried standing, but found that her diaper was now heavily weighing her down, making the action borderline impossible. She looked around in a panic, looking to the shampoo bottle to at least stop it from pouring out anymore, but stopped: her struggles made lots more bubbles, and she had an irrepressible urge to play with them. Fond memories of play in the tub came back to her, where she would spend hours splashing around in bubble baths. All other problems left her mind as she grabbed a handful of bubbles, giggling as she collected more and more to see how large she could make it.
"Leah?! I'm coming in!"
Leah burst out of her trance covered in soap suds, and gasped as she looked at how much more of a mess the shower was. The water level was getting high, and completely filled with bubbles.
"N-No! Please, Rita, I'm fine!" Leah pleaded, trying to move in such as way that she could finally stand again. She shifted and struggled until she got her feet under her, then put all her muscle power into standing back up from a squat. She found out too late, however, that the strain wasn't to stand as a liquidy fart bubbled up from her water soaked diaper. She gasped again (or more grunted) as she turned to find her self pushing out a load, and powerless to do anything to stop herself.
As if fate wasn't cruel enough, it's at this time that the bathroom door opened, and a panicked Rita ran in. What she found was a bubble-covered Leah wearing a hilariously over-swollen diaper, in an almost overfilled tub filled with soap suds, currently emptying her breakfast loudly into her pants as she stares at the woman like a deer in headlights.
Leah fills with dread at being caught in so horrible a situation, terrified of how her aunt will react angrily. To her dismay, Rita reacts in a much worse manner: unsurprised disappointment.
"Oh Leah." The woman sighs with a shake of her head, as if this was something she should've seen coming. It was too much for Leah, as she felt tears start stinging her eyes, too humiliated to speak any further.
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