Christne Poop

As Christine finished her phone call, she stood up from the couch, a look of concentration crossing her face. Lilly's mother, still smiling warmly, nodded towards Christine and said, "I think Christine might need a change soon, sweetie." Christine nodded in agreement, her face scrunched up in effort. Lilly watched in a mixture of fascination and embarrassment as Christine's face turned slightly red.

Suddenly, a faint smell wafted through the air, and Lilly's eyes widened as she realized what was happening. Christine's diaper was bulging slightly, and a small, brown stain was spreading across the back of it. Lilly's mother quickly stepped forward, a fresh diaper and wipes at the ready.