In a mixture of shock and sudden fear, your stomach started to gurgle. Before you knew it, warm hot and soft mushy poop fell into your panties. It just kept flowing. It didn't help that you were wearing skinny jeans so all of that sticky hot mush pressed up against your butt. You couldn't believe it! You were supposed to be a teenager! Someone who was in control of their bowels! But you messed yourself like a two year old! In fact, it was even messier than a two year old! You weren't even done yet either! With the pain building up you squatted down to finish off your humiliation and finished the job. With a few farts here and there, and a disgusting sound of an almost liquid like texture filling your panties. There you were, in front of the two girls you were meant to babysit, you were popping your pants in front of them, with water soaking down your legs to make it looked like you peed to make it worse. Your life was ruined.
"Ewwww!" Krista giggled as she gave a whiff of the horrid smell of your waste filled the room. "There's a stain too! And it's leaking!" She added pointing at your rear end.
You took a look to examine your bottom. Your once favorite skinny jeans, now had been Colored brown. You did not even need to look if your panties were leaking poop. You felt a piece fall out of your panties and lay at the cuff of your skinny jeans. You felt helpless. Even the five year old who was being potty trained was laughing at you. You fell on your butt allowing all the mush in your pants to smother even more against your bum. You could feel it poke out of your panties a bit. You could feel yourself start to cry.
"Hmmm, what should we do with the big baby?" Hannah asked her sister with a smirk holding an extremely thick, almost comical diaper in hand. "Should we take a picture of her and post it online to all her friends so they can see how much of a baby she is?" Hannah a photo of you sitting in your own brown mushy and wet mess allowing you to see you humiliation for a split second, you looked even more like a baby in the photo, before putting her phone in her pocket. "Or should we make her wear diapers for the rest of the time she's here and ban her bathroom privileges? You choose baby Emily!" Hannah laughed in the face of your tears.
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