Katie Tries to Clean Up Her Mess, But She Has Another Accident

Katie gulped down her complete embarrassment as she knelt down with toilet paper Jill handed her. Katie then started wiping the pee off the tiles. She used up a lot of the paper, and kept on having to switch. What was worse was that her need to go so bad meant that she was constantly fighting back the need to let her bladder relax. When she just over halfway done however, the pain had become too much. The parents had quieted down and were talking with Jill again, and the kids were still playing in the corner. With so little attention on her, Katie guessed that if she positioned herself so that her leg was covering her crotch, she could just let the rest of it go onto the floor. She turned herself around and held her breath as she started tinkling. It might have worked, except that she stopped wiping and there was a lot more noise than she expected.

"Does she have any control of herself? My dog is better at cleaning up after himself than she is!" one stinging statement was said by a disgusted parent.

"Are you quite done?" Jill asked, all the humor out of her voice. It wasn't like she liked her niece peeing on her floor.

"Yeah I'm..." Katie was cut off by a rumbling in her gut. She had been given a laxative earlier, hadn't it already cleaned her out!?

"Yes?" Jill asked getting closer but making sure not to step into the puddle which was larger now.

"I'm d..." Katie was again cut off by her gut aching.

"You are???" Jill asked more loudly.

Katie didn't even answer, her colon was feeling just as bad as it had before! Was that even possible???

In a very quiet voice, she whispered "I need the diaper aunt Jill..."

"Hmm, why?" Jill asked loudly.

"I need to go..." Katie whispered.

"What?" Jill asked, cupping her ear with her hand.

"I need to go." Katie whispered a little louder.

"WHAT?" Jill asked very loudly.

"I NEED TO POOP!" Katie yelled to the humorous enjoyment of the parents.

"Oh, then here you go." Jill slowly handed over the diaper.

Katie forgot about everything else other than the intense pressure in her colon and the diaper in her hands. She quickly slipped the diaper up her legs, and not a moment too late. Obnoxious noises from her behind were followed immediately by the long release of her bowels into the tight diaper. When she was done, she could feel a large bulge at the seat of her bottom. Looking over her shoulder, she saw a softball sized hill.

"Wow, that ass is louder than my .22, and with more rounds too." a parent dryly joked.