A diaper

The woman was holding up a small white square with colorful flowers printed all over it. Lauren’s eyes went wide.

“A…a diaper?” Lauren asked in shock.

“Sorry, sweetie.” The woman apologized, “I know that you’re probably a little too old for diapers, but I don’t have anything else that would fit you. And Amanda’s spare clothes would fall right off you.”

“Probably a little too old”?! I’m twenty-three! Lauren thought angrily. And did she really just imply that the clothes of a girl who was younger than her would be to big?!

Lauren was conflicted. On the one hand, this was not at all what she had expected! She couldn’t run around in a diaper. That would be too much! And if this woman believe she was only “a little too old” for them when she saw her body not wearing one, who knew what people would think about her if she was wearing one?

On the other hand, she did tell herself that she would literally wear anything the mother offered her. And, as much as it pained her to think it, running around in a diaper was a better option than running around naked. At least the diaper would cover her lower half. It was humiliating beyond all reason, but it was the better option.

“Thank you.” Lauren said, hanging her head as she took the diaper.

“Can you put it on by yourself, sweetie?” the mother asked, “Do you need help?”

“N-no, no. I got it.” Lauren said. Please, let me have at least one shred of whatever dignity I have left. She thought.

Lauren placed the diaper between her legs, covering both her front and her butt. She then took the tape on one side and taped it onto the front before doing the same to the other side. When she was finished, she stood in place; doing her best to cover her top half.

And then the diaper fell to the ground.

Amanda and Janet both started laughing. Even the woman, who was giving her oldest and second oldest a stern look, was trying to keep herself from laughing.

Well, Lauren thought to herself. So much for that last shred of dignity.

“Here, honey.” The mother said, “Let me help you.”

The mother grabbed one of Lauren’s hands and brought her over to the picnic table. She then laid Lauren down on the seat. Grabbing Lauren’s ankles, the woman lifted Lauren’s rear up into the air, almost putting her into a head stand. The woman then grabbed another diaper out of her bag and placed it under Lauren, setting her butt onto the garment. The woman then folded the front over her front half, and taped the sides to it. Finally, the woman helped the red faced Lauren to her feet.

“There,” the woman said, “all done.”

She then went over to the other diaper on the ground and picked it up, walking over to the trash can to throw it away.

Lauren just stood there, red faced and covering herself the best she could. She was wearing a diaper! And not just that, she was wearing a diaper made for infants; and it fit her! She didn’t know if anything could destroy her pride anymore than this.

Just then, Janet walked up to her. Lauren actually went wide eyed at this. What startled her the most was that, despite Lauren being older, this girl was actually a few inches taller than her. Now she knew of something that could.

“Hi, I’m Janet!” Janet introduced herself, sticking out her hand, “Nice to meet you!”

“Um…Nice to…meet you.” Lauren said, shyly. She noticed the outstretched hand. Sighing slightly, she removed one hand from her chest, and shook Janet's hand. She then felt her other hand being pulled away from her chest, as she saw Amanda shake it.

“My name’s Amanda.” Amanda said, “Pleased to make your acquaintance!”

“Hey! Don’t try to out do me with your vocaberry!” Janet yelled.

“It’s vocabulary.” Amanda said, “And I’m not trying to out do you. I’m showing her how to talk better for when she grows up.”

I AM grownup, you twerp! Lauren thought angrily. I’m OLDER than you, in fact!

“No, you’re not! You’re trying to steal my new friend!” Janet yelled.

“She can be a friend to both of us.” Amanda countered, narrowing her eyes, “And no, I’m not!”

And I DON’T want to be friends with either of you brats! Lauren inwardly snapped as she found herself in some kind of game of tug-of-war; with her as the rope.

“Are to!”

“Am not!”

“Are to!”

“Am not!”

Lauren found her eye beginning to twitch. She felt like she was going to lose it at any second! At this point, the mother had arrived back.

“Girls!” the mother shouted. The two stopped fighting instantly, letting go of Lauren’s hands. Lauren covered herself back up, the good it did now. “What did I just say earlier?”

“Sorry, Mom.” The girls said sadly.

“Consider this strike two.” The mother warned, “One more fight and we’re going home!”

The mother then looked towards Lauren and knelt down to her.

“Sorry about that,” the mother said, “my daughters can be quite the handful sometimes.”

No, really? Lauren thought sarcastically.

“Anyway, you’ve met Amanda and Janet. That’s little Molly,” the mother said, gesturing to the sleeping three year old in the stroller; “and my name is Rachel Davis-Matthews.”

Lauren paled at the name. Rachel Davis? THE Rachel?! Lauren thought in terror. She looked completely different than when she last saw her in high school; what was once a slightly chubby, bespectacled nerd was now a voluptuous, blue eyed woman with the body of a model; or an Amazonian warrior, given the muscles she now sported. The wimpy nerd who Lauren bullied, despite being three years younger, was now…this! Lauren looked down at the woman’s hand and, for the first time, noticed the ring on her finger. She was married too!

And here she was standing in front of her wearing only a diaper. That Rachel had put her in. After she came out of the bushes butt naked.

“What’s your name, sweetie?” Rachel asked.

“I’m…” Lauren stammered. She was at a crossroads now: Should she tell Rachel who she really is? Or should she make something up?

If she told Rachel the truth, there was no telling how she would react! Rachel had grown to despise Lauren after the incident with the hose nine years ago. If she knew that the little girl standing in front of her was the same person who got her a month’s worth of detention and who regularly made her life a living nightmare, she would be livid and probably do something to get back at her.

Although, there was also the chance that Rachel might have just forgiven her by now. There were rumors going around the school that, after “The Zoo Hose Incident”, Rachel had become an item with Jason Matthews, the captain of the school’s hockey team, when they met in detention; ironic considering that, unlike Rachel who was billed the smartest kid in school – to the point that her grades allowed her to graduate high school three months after the incident and graduate college three months later with a Doctorate, Jason was billed as the dumbest. There were some who even claimed that he was a modern day Neanderthal and that it was a miracle that he ended graduating. In some bizarre way, it was because of her that the two ended up together and had three kids. So maybe there was a chance that she would help her out of this situation and track down the thief that stole her stuff.

If she made something up, she didn’t really have to worry about the possibility of whether or not Rachel was going to get back at her and ruin her life further. However, considering that Rachel actually believed that the woman standing in front of her was a wee tyke, that meant that she had to act like a child to keep her identity a secret. That meant that she had to do all sorts of childish things and not cover up.

Lauren gulped a bit at that fought. She had to decide soon though: her real identity? Or a fake one?