Begs for the potty, but it’s too late

“P-please,” Alexa begged. “I need... I need to go potty.”

“Sweetie, we already went over this. We need to wait for your luggage,” Carol said. “Stop asking.”

“B-but I need...” Alexa squirmed as her stomach rumbled. “Potty please. Please. I need. I need. I need potty! Please. I need potty!”

Carol smacked Alexa’s diapered bottom. “Just wait, sweetie. I think I see your luggage now.”

Carol slowly reached for the label and looked at it. She grabbed the suitcase and pulled it to the floor. Just as she did, Alexa couldn’t hold it anymore and she felt her butt cheeks parting as she peed more and also... defecated into her diaper. Alexa squirmed and squirmed, unable to fight back. Unable to stop her diaper from expanding as she stood there.

“Good girl,” Carol said. “Better out then in. It seems the medicine really worked.”

“W-what?” Alexa said.

“The medicine in the apple juice,” Carol said. “It helps soften the stool. Let’s it come out easier.”

Alexa’s eyes widened. “B-but...”

“Now stay there sweetie. I’ll change you after I get my own bag,” Carol said.