"I might as well just get it over with," thought Sarah, "The faster I do this, the faster I can get changed."
Sarah got onto her knees and put her hands on her thighs. She lifted her butt off of her heels and bent over slightly.
"Well, here goes," thought Sarah. She began to push. Sarah bit down on her pacifier as she pooped. She dropped a load and her diapers sagged in the back. Sarah sighed, but still had more to go. She continued to mess herself and the back of her diapers expanded to the size of a grapefruit. Sarah came to a stop, her bowels appeased. She didn't want to sit down for fear of spreading her mess.
Seconds afterwards, Allie walked into the kitchen.
"What's this? Did my baby go poopie in her diapees?" asked Allie, looking at the bulge in the back of Sarah's pants, "I smell a baby with a poopie diaper. Who's the baby with a poopie diaper? Who's the baby who messed her adult diapers? Who's the 19-year old who pooped herself in a diaper? You are."
Sarah's face burnt red.
"Can I-" began Sarah from behind her pacifier.
"Can you what?" asked Allie.
"Can I...have my diapers changed?" asked Sarah, turning her eyes away from her friend in shame.
"Does baby Sarah wants her diapees changed?" cooed Allie, "I'll bet she does. Come, let's go get your dirty diapers changed."
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