The package you were in was taken off the shelf. You heard a woman's voice.
"Logan, now that you're 3, its time to start learning to use the potty! These are your first big-boy underwear!"
"Yay!" you heard a voice that must be Logan's. "I'm a big boy now!"
The package you were in was placed into a shopping cart, and before long, you presumed they were checking out, as you heard another woman's voice.
"Oh my, looks like someone is a big boy now!"
"Yup!" Logan answered excitedly. "I'm three and I'm a big boy!"
You heard a car door open, the package you were in was placed inside, and it was a short ride back to the house.
Soon the package was opened, and the mother pulled you out and placed you on a shelf. You were in a bathroom, you could see a changing table and a child's training potty. Logan was there, and his mother. She unfolded you and pulled you up on to Logan.
"Now honey," she said. "We don't pee or poop in these, if you have to go potty, come tell me or come right in here, pull your pull-up down, and sit on the potty, ok?"
"Ok, Mommy!" Logan said excitedly. With that he ran off to play.
Logan didn't have any pants on, so you could see the room around you as Logan played. Unfortunately, since it was Logan's first day of potty training, he didn't quite grasp what to do, and the inevitable soon happened. You felt yourself getting soaked by a warm flood of pee from Logan, it seeped all around you and down towards his butt, but you were able to absorb all of it.
Logan kept right on playing and didn't seem notice. Despite your transformed state, all your senses were in tact, and the warmth soon gave way to a cold, soggy feeling. Even so, Logan didn't seem to notice and kept right on playing.
Later, something much worse happened, however as Logan continued playing, you felt yourself becoming covered with a smelly, brown mess as Logan pooped in his pants. It was hot and sticky, and you were completely trapped, with Logan's freshly made mess spreading all over you as he sat down.
Fortunately, the smell quickly alerted his mother.
"Logan, sweetie, did you have an accident in your pull-up?" she asked.
"No, Mommy," he answered, as he kept playing.
"I think you did, Logan," she said. "Come here so I can check."
Logan stood up and walked over to his mother. You felt yourself chaffing in Logan's legs as he walked.
"Logan, honey, you're soaked," she said. You felt her fingers pulling you away slightly on Logan's inner thigh.
"And you've gone poo-poo in it, too!" she said. "Its ok, its your first day, just try to make it to the potty next time and come tell me if you've had an accident so I can change you."
"Ok, Mommy," Logan sniffled.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up," the mother said. She picked Logan up and carried him into the bathroom. The mess he had made was mashed and spread through you with the weight of her hand on his bottom. She lay him on the changing table, tore you open, and wiped Logan's bottom. She put the used wipes inside you, balled you up, and threw you in the trash. You were only there a few moments when there was a flash of light and you transformed into...
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