Not if Vanessa can help it

"Hold it in, Laurie... Hold it in..." Vanessa whispered with an amused smirk as she watched Lauren struggle to keep her bladder from bursting. "It would be so humiliating for you if those big, strong, handsome firemen saw you like this and see, not a twenty-year-old woman, but a little girl who can't keep her pants dry."

Lauren bit her lip as she tried to keep her mind off her bladder, feeling sweat run down her bare skin as she tried to think of anything else!

"If it helps any," Vanessa whispered evilly, "just try to pretend that you're anywhere else right now. Like the beach, or the swimming pool. Or a tropical island, where you watch a mighty waterfall trickle down into a stream..."

"Shut up!" Lauren hissed.

"Oh!" Vanessa said suddenly as she gave Lauren an evil smile. "Perhaps when they get you out of that swing," she whispered, "I can take you out to get a nice, ice cold lemonade. An interesting drink, lemonade. All it is is lemon juice, sugar, and lots, and lots of..." Vanessa leans in close to Lauren's ear and whispers, "Water."

Lauren squirms as she is fighting a losing battle. Her eyes then widen as she realizes that she can't stop thinking about water right now. Suddenly, a low hissing noise is heard as she feels her diaper getting wet, her cheeks turning red in realization. That did it!

And at that moment, the fire truck arrived.