Lauren slowly goes through her day

[Just to explain - for the chapter(s) I'm writing, I'm going on the ideas that 1. a couple chapters ago Vanessa didn't steal all Lauren's underwear and replace them with diapers in the dresser because that's something that would be super noticeable (and I don't think that it would affect the story much with the direction I'm thinking of going) and 2. after Ashley left Vanessa went back in a took back the calendar and stuff to keep Lauren unaware]

Lauren slowly trudged down the stairs to the kitchen wearing nothing but her shirt and panties. Without her enhancements, the shirt didn't quite sit right. Both her neck and her right shoulder were popped through the neck hole, so the right side of her shirt was draped lower on her body. Every step she took flashed her hot pink panties to the room, but even if she wasn't moving, the shirt wasn't long enough to completely cover them, they'd still be peeking out. On the back of her panties, the words "Naughty Girl" was inscribed in cursive. It was fitting, she thought. She had been a "naughty" girl in a manner of speaking... Just not in the sexy way the panties were meant to imply...

Shuffling through the kitchen on autopilot, Lauren grabbed a breakfast muffin and meandered to the living room. Part of her mind was screaming at her for walking around the house like that so casually. Until a few nights ago, she would seldom even be in her room with her panties exposed and sans enhancements like this - let alone traipsing around the house. But she just couldn't bring herself to care. She was the only one home, and she would be the only one home for a month... thankfully. It'd give her time to figure out how to fix her little nighttime issue.

After eating her muffin, she turned the TV to a random channel, pulled her legs up into her shirt, hugging them close to her body and resting her chin on them, not caring that how she was sitting exposed her panty-clad butt to the room. She idly pulled out her phone and saw an unread message from Ashley that read: "Party at my house tonight! You in? :)"

Lauren stared at the message for a few minutes. A party could be a nice distraction from her little problem... but this little problem all started after a night of partying... And to be honest, she really wasn't in a partying mood. No, she just wanted to lay there and do nothing. She sent back a quick, "No, I'm busy tonight."

The very moment the message sent, her phone alerted her it was read. Lauren watched the 3 dots that showed Ashley was replying appear and disappear for several minutes before she finally received a reply. "Bummer, it's not a party without you. But, oh well." Followed by another: "Try to stay dry tonight! I think the forecast calls for more rain clouds tonight".

Lauren furrowed her eyebrows at her phone. Why was Ashley giving her updates on the weather of all things? And besides that, more rain clouds? It hasn't rained all week. Lauren felt confused but not enough to actually care, giving a simple "Thanks" in return.

After she sent her response, Lauren dropped to her side on the couch, legs still hugged to her body inside her shirt, and rested her head on a throw-pillow as she casually surfed the internet on her phone, looking for solutions to her problem. She found some more traditional ideas, such as not drinking anything for about 3 hours before going to bed, though she wasn't sure how she'd manage that. And then she saw some less than traditional ideas - namely listening to positive affirmations as you slept. She considered that idea as a whole nonsense, but she didn't really see many other options. And she was getting ****, so she was willing to try almost anything.

On her music app, she decided to create a playlist and find herself some positive affirmations. Supposedly, if she listened to them on repeat at night, her subconscious mind would absorb their message and follow their instructions. Namely, that she'd be able to control her bladder over night or at least wake up if she had to go pee.

When Vanessa saw the new playlist, it sparked an idea. Sure, there's no way listening to the playlist could help Lauren, because it wasn't like she was wetting the bed naturally on her own. It having any effect on her was unlikely. But that didn't mean that Vanessa couldn't put a fun spin on the idea. She'd make her own night time playlist for Lauren - one to encourage her to wet the bed.