The BabyGirl sat on the toilet in the upstairs bathroom of the new home that she and her Daddy just moved into. She was anything but happy, however, with the move – never having taken change very well … unless the change involved her diaper.
So, from the moment they started packing and all the way through the whole moving process, she tried to delay the inevitable – fussing that she had tummy cramps that weren’t the girly kind. Her Daddy assured her that she was fine and was probably just a little upset they were moving. She vehemently denied this and kept up the tummy pain story.
The reality was that she actually was very upset with moving and she had no tummy pains at all. So as she sat on the toilet in their new house with her diaper at her ankles, having been put there by her Daddy to hopefully pass the tummy pain out, the BabyGirl kept up the fake story and fought the urge to poop – at this point, no longer really understanding why she was keeping the fake story up but bound and determined to not tell her Daddy the truth that she had been bluffing.
After having had her sit on that potty for a half hour, her Daddy did what any good Daddy would do. He made her stand up, place her hands on the bathroom sink and stand perfectly still as he slipped the nozzle of an enema bottle into her rosebud, emptying the contents into her bowels and then pulling her diaper back up into place around her waist, where it belonged.
The BabyGirl fussed something awful as her Daddy led her down to the living room and made her lie down on the rug. She fought the urge as long as she could, being incapable of preventing her tantrum. Then as she relaxed her body and placed her hands on her belly, her diaper began to puff out at the back. She whimpered and blushed at the embarrassing noises her bottom was making, but then she sighed relief.
Though she was becoming poopy, she was feeling much better already.
“That’s a good girl,” her Daddy said, sitting on the sofa and snapping pictures of her with his cell phone. “Push it all out and be done with our old apartment. Welcome home, BabyGirl. Daddy knows you’re going to be very happy here.”
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