As Jane reached for the phone, she felt warmth spread through her training pants. Was she...peeing? Then her knees bent into a squat. She let out a loud fart. Tommy looked over. He pointed at her and laughed.
"Jane poopy!" he jeered. Jane clenched her hands into fists.
"No, I not!" She let out another fart. Some instinct told her to push. She did so, grunting, but didn't realize what she was doing until she felt something enter her training pants. Shit, she really was pooping!
"Don't make fun of your sister," Mr. Thomson scolded Tommy. "Particularly when she's been better about accidents than you have." Tommy got quiet.
"Unfortunately, a poopy accident means she needs to go back to diapers," Sophia said. Jane continued to push. She could feel her face turning red as she desperately tried to empty her bowels. "I can change her really quick, Mr. Thomson. Unless you want to."
Jane's eyes widened. Perfect! If Sophia changed her, she'd have another shot at getting the phone! She opened her mouth to voice her preference, but all that came out was a grunt of effort. She couldn't sway the decision. She just had to wait and see.