She pushed her cart containing her toddler daughter into the super market. It was about mid-day so there was a good number of people, an annoyance to the mother but she had something planned. A special connection she shared with her infant daughter that made every trip out enjoyable. As the pair entered the crowded produce section they locked eyes for a moment before the daughter started to fidget. The mother knew what these movements told and anticipated the outcome greatly. The daughter was suffering some intense intestinal discomfort and when she was lifted out of her little seat proceeded to unleash that distress directly into her clean diaper. A fart heralded in a decent sized load by the mother's approximation confirming everyone's suspicion of what had happened. The mother sniffed heavily," smells like someone made a stinky", she said almost unfazed by the smell of her daughter's mess. With the stench in the air, everyone gave her a wide bubble of space to go about her shopping trip which she greatly enjoyed. As she searched for the perfect apple, her daughter sat content with her messy diaper, releasing a noxious cloud of gas every so often. The mother playfully waved away the fumes smiling at her daughter, both of them enjoying the smell. Pushing her cart into the first aisle, the daughter started fidgeting again with even greater intensity than the first time. The mother quickly picked her up as she saw her already sagging diaper ballooned out even further, the browns turning even darker than before. "Smells like you really need a change now wehh", the mother announced still unfazed by the smell. She placed her daughter back into the seat of the cart with an audible squelch. People quickly emptied out of the aisle as the mother grinned to herself at both the wonderfully pungent odor in the air and the glorious privacy as she went about her shopping. Finally able to do as she pleased the mother hiked up her dress a little to reveal her own diaper underneath. Her fiber rich diet meant she usually had to go multiple times a day and it was now after lunch and she was really feeling the need to unleash. The daughter's area clearing messes gave her the perfect excuse for the smell and it usually kept people away from seeing it. She bent over to get something on a lower shelf, her rear appearing before her daughter who clapped and giggled happily knowing her mother was about to join the poop party. With an easy and practiced push the mother emptied her bowels into the diaper.
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