Mrs. Fullon

"Oh, you poor dear!" The mother of the Fullon family cried out, running over to the coughing Lauren. "You must be so scared! Are you cold? Imagine, running out practically in the buff like that!"

She patted Lauren on the back as she finished coughing.

"I... I'm fine." Lauren said, finally free of the smoke's effects.

"Where are your parents?" Mrs. Fullon asked.

"Parents?" Lauren asked, confused. Then, suddenly, she understood. Mrs. Fullon didn't recognize her! She didn't know that this leotard (and diaper) clad person before her was Lauren, the 20 year old young professional who lived in the building. She thought Lauren was a youth! Lauren could see why. The leotard was quite childish. Also she was very small, and at the moment didn't have her traditional padded bra or designer clothes on.

Lauren almost spoke, but then stopped herself. Should she admit she was Lauren, an adult? Then they'd know that she was prancing around in her apartment in leotard and diaper! She'd be ruined! But, what was the alternative? Play along and pretend to be a child?