Lauren is humiliated in front of a live studio audience

An hour later, Maria pulled up into the studio parking lot next to Maxine’s limousine. Going around to the passengers side, she unbuckled Lauren from her seat and carried her out of the car and towards the studio, the little diapered woman shaking in a mixture of terror and humiliation.

“Welcome to Tundra Studios!” a young receptionist greeted as Maria and Lauren entered the building. “You must be the grand prize winners!”

“Yep, that’s us!” Maria said with a nod, smirking to the utterly humiliated woman in her arms.

“Before you get started, we’re going to need you to sign these.” The receptionist explained, handing Maria a stack of paper. “Basically just information about your daughter, legal agreements, and all that jazz. Just hand them to me when you’re done and I’ll direct you to the dressing rooms. After all,” she let out a giggle, “your daughter can’t go out on live television in just a diaper.”

WHAT?! LIVE TELEVISION?! I thought that this was taped! Lauren thought as her face turned a bright crimson. Not only was she going to become a new character on this asinine show, but her first appearance was going to be a live show!

Maria giggled and nodded as she took the forms and brought them over to the waiting room, sitting Lauren down in a chair next to her.

“Okay,” Maria began as she read the information portion, also reading her answers aloud, “name? Lauren Sampson. Age,” Maria looked over the red-faced woman for a few seconds before writing down, “four and a half years old.”

Lauren balked at this. Even with her small body and the diaper, no one would be stupid enough to believe that she was four and a half! She could only cover her face in embarrassment as Maria kept writing down the answers in the information; all of which were bold faced lies! For example, one question asked if the child in question was potty-trained, and Maria had marked down “Yes, but prone to accidents” as if to imply that she wet herself…or worse! This had to be the most humiliating day of her life.

After filling out the rest of the forms, Maria had given the paperwork to the receptionist. The woman looked over the paperwork with a smile before giving a nod. The receptionist got up and knelt down in front of Lauren with a warm smile. “Hi, Lauren!” the receptionist said, as if she was talking to an actual toddler, “My name is Ms. Wendy. Your mommy told me to take you to the dressing room while she makes an important phone call, so come this way please.”

Before Lauren could answer, Wendy took the little woman by her hand and led her down the hall as Maria waved goodbye, the little diapered woman letting out a small whine as she hung her head in shame.

As soon as Maria saw Wendy and Lauren enter a room on the left, Maria reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. Dialing a number, she waited for the ringing to stop before speaking. “Hello, Vanessa? Are you back at Lauren’s apartment yet? You are? Good! When it gets close to four o’clock, turn on the TV to channel six. And make sure you press record! If you thought pictures of Lauren in a diaper were perfect **** material, you’re going to be in for a BIG surprise!”