A Messing Diaper......

She felt the cramp cause a push in her bowels and she helplessly spread her legs to accommodate what she knew was coming next. She let out a bit of a grunt as the cramp **** another push in her bowels, only this time it was accompanied by a warm mush spreading into the seat of her pull-up. She once again felt frozen in place as her body **** the large mess into her pull-up. By the time it was done spreading across her bottom, she felt the familiar warmth between her legs as her bladder gave out as well, soaking her now messy pull-up.

Unsure of what to do, she simply stood there in front of the toilet, almost stunned at what had just happened. She could feel the mess causing her pull-up to droop in the back and the humiliating smell hit her soon afterward. How could she hide this? It would be obvious to anybody around her what she'd done and, while she was thankful for Stacy's help over the past few weeks, she didn't want to go tell her roommate that she'd pooped her pants. Especially given what she was wearing. She felt like a toddler who was failing miserably at potty training.

Still, she couldn't just stand in the bathroom all day all day. She thought about it for a moment and decided that her best course of action would be to make a straight shot to the changing room. Stacy would be taking care of the kids and that'd give her an opportunity to get to the changing room and clean herself up as best she could. She could take a shower once she got home, thankfully it was close to the end of the day so that wouldn't be too far off.

She ventured out of the bathroom now, finding herself waddling just a bit due to the size of the mess in the seat of her pull-up. She eventually made it to the playroom despite that, although she only managed to get halfway across the room before she heard Stacy calling out from behind her. "Christy, hey, would you mind helping me real quick? The kids wanted to move the toy box over to the other side of the room so it would be closer to the playpen." She looked over to the large toy box Stacy was referring to, thinking for a moment before nodding. As much as she wanted to just get to the changing room, not helping would seem suspicious. Besides, she'd feel bad making Stacy move that toy box all by herself. She just hoped she could manage to help get it moved before Stacy noticed the smell.

She stepped over to the toy box and grabbed one side as Stacy grabbed the other. They both lifted it up and carefully carried it over to the other side of the room where it rested just outside the fenced in playpen they'd set up for the kids to play in. They both let out a sigh and Stacy turned back to her with a smile. "Thanks for the help Christy." With that, Christy seemed home free. She turned to make her way towards the changing room when Stacy suddenly tapped her arm. "Hold on, would you mind helping me with one more thing? I think one of the kids is a poopy pants, I can smell it. Would you help me check?" She sniffed the air a bit just to reaffirm that she'd smelled something, quickly noticing it again and nodding.