The changing table was almost as high as Erika was tall. She could only see what was on top standing on her toes, and there was no way she
could get up there. She'd have to change herself on the carpet. As she sat down, she felt the poop spread dangerously close to the edges of the
diaper. She quickly opened the tabs and discovered the brown mess had spread so far between her legs that she could see it from the front. It
was also quite sticky, so she had to pull the diaper off her poo-covered skin. It smelled a lot worse now it was out in the open. Fighting back
tears, Erika realized she needed some wipes - a lot of wipes, actually. Hopefully there were some on the changing table.
Erika stood up carefully, leaving the diaper on the floor behind her. Standing on her tip-toes, she spotted a box of baby wipes - just out of her
reach. She carefully climbed onto the edge of the bottom drawer and managed to grab the box, but suddenly lost her toehold on the drawer
and fell. Her right foot hit the soiled diaper and she slipped again, her dirty butt hitting the floor hard. The pain and humiliation was more than
Erika could handle, and she burst into tears.