"Come outside to play!", Val says to the girl, who jumps down from the changing table and runs outside. She runs around, chasing Val, with you tumbling around in the stinky mess. She runs, and runs, and runs. By the time she is done, you are covered in poop from head to toe, and smell like poop youself. Then, Val opens the stinky mass of padding and yanks you out. She carries you out of the daycare and into a small car. She puts you down inside a cup holder and then starts the car.
"I hope you like baby poop, cause that was only the beginning!", she says. "I've got a babysitting job, and guess what?"
"There are diapers?", you gulp and she nods meanly.
"The girl that I'm babysitting is the QUEEN of poop.", she says. "You will be begging for mercy my the time she is done with you." "She has Hyper-Messing Syndrome, a bladder the size of a gas tank, and a bowels the size of a soccer ball."
You gulp again. Hyper-Messing Syndrome alone is enough to confine a person to diapers for the rest of their life, but most people that got it had a rather small system. if what she said was true...
"Oh, and she hasn't had a dirty diaper in over two weeks.", Val says.
Five minutes later, Val grabs you and shoves you in her pocket. You hear muffled voices, and a door slamming.
"Katie-pie!", she says pulling you out. "Come over here!"
A six year old girl makes her way over. She looks perfectly normal, except for the giant diaper she is wearing around her waist.
"Katie, this is a tiny.", she says. "We are going to show him how much you can go poopie, OK?"
"Got it.", she says, and without another word, she shoves you into the roomy confines of her diaper. Then, she lays down and Val begins to rub her tummy. Instantly, a spray of golden pee shoots out and soaks you. The diaper is pinned in just the right place, so that you are pinned in place, unable to move away from the hot shower. You wait under the spray for several minutes, begging the girl to stop, but she is relentless. The pee keeps comping, and coming and coming. After what seems like forever, the spray dribbles out, and you fall into the soaked back of the diaper.
"URRRGH!", the girl grunts, and she starts filling the diaper with a mushy mass of awful-smelling poop. You try to run, but the poop evelops you, and makes you want to vomit. The six year old keeps grunting and filling for several minutes. Then, with a nasty fart, the poop ends.
"Great job!", Val praises What happens next?
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