The horrible noise you hear as you look up and see a massive flood of muck up from above. There was no surviving this, the huggies of the girl sagged to her knees as the diaper grew from the mess she buried you in. Her giggling as your last desperate impression protruding outside of the rear of the cute and innocent baby diaper patterns.
*Pfftlrch*
That was a more thunderous crackle than you've heard before as you look up and see a massive mound of poo that would squash you. From the outside it looked innocent - a cute mushy mound under an "I love you" printed on the diaper and two cartoon foxes hugging... Only for that massive mound to slowly and firmly droop downward, smothering you entirely.
It was only a matter of time until Kelly got her diaper changed and you would spend the rest of your days at the bottom of the pail. Getting covered in other kid's messy and wet diapers, trapped in Kelly's biggest dump yet.
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