"Okay, I have to admit something. I generally didn't like not having any freedom or being able to talk normally, but I think these diapers are really comfortable."
"Really?"
"Yes! And not having to use the toilet is so cool. I hate using the toilet; makes my legs sore."
"But it's so gross. You JUST said how nothing could be worth pooping your pants."
"That's just because it smells so bad." She explains, sitting down with your notebook at your desk. She writes, "All poop will now have its strength of smell reduced 98%."
"Huh... interesting idea, but even at 1/50th the smell, that'll still be pretty horrible." You explain.
"I went number 2 this morning before my mom brought me over to your house, and I liked it quite a bit. You haven't even had a mess yet, have you?" She looks at you with a smirk.
"Not yet, and I don't intend to." You shake your head.
She looks back over at the notebook and writes,
"Jake and I will release a huge series of bowel movements in 2 seconds."
"Oh COME ON Mai! That's so... ungff..." You instinctively spread out your legs as you look up at the ceiling and hang your mouth open, as a tear sheds from your eye. Maya squirms around in your chair excitedly, the hard wood making it preemptively squish.
"Hoo... um... okay." You admit to her. "That felt really good."
"And it feels great having it weigh you down, amiright?" She gets up and waddles around.
"Yeah... gotta admit, you have pretty good ideas." You squish it in the back. "Who's gonna change us, though? Moreover, if the whole teenage population still wears diapers, who changes them now, if they have their responsibilities again?"
"Hmm..." Maya takes to the book. "How about..."