strip for the doctor!

"I... is there somewhere I can change?" Lauren asked, defeated. She needed Feldman's help to deal with her problem, even though he asked SO MUCH from her!

"Lauren, you're not listening." Dr. Feldman said. Outwardly he sounded totally professional, but inwardly he was a little nervous. He was pushing this way outside the ethical limits, and nearing the legal limits of his profession. He had only gone this far because he was so intrigued by Lauren, both her problems, her pretty face and curiosity about what lay under her deceptive clothes. He'd taken the risk, now he'd just have to bluff his way through it.

Luckily, he was a professional, in his field and in control. Lauren was a patient, utterly lost and out of her element. He just had to keep acting like this was all normal and legitimate.

"This is part of your therapy." Dr. Feldman went on, clearing his throat. "A bit of exposure is a good way to start. Then, these flaws your hiding won't haunt you, not once you see that they are really quite insignificant. This will help with your neurosis and ultimately stop this bed wetting problem."

Lauren bit her lip. It sounded so strange, but he was a doctor! He had to know what he was talking about, right? She had to get a hold grip on her problem. She was a 20 year old wearing a diaper! It couldn't go on. So, she reluctantly decided to do what she was told.

Reaching down she grasped the hem of her shirt. She took a deep breath then rolled it up quickly, pulling it off her head. She set it on the ground before crossing her arms over her bra. Dr. Feldman caught a glimpse of a white bulky bra. Was it really full of padding? He was about to find out! But Lauren, before taking off her bra unbuckled her jeans. Unable to look Dr. Feldman in the eye she began squirming out of her jeans. He caught a glimpse of fluffy white material and heard the tell tale crinkle of her diaper. Lauren tried to take her jeans off while sitting, but found that impossible and was **** to stand. Crouching over she clumsily slipped off her jeans, running them down her short legs and off her feet. She stood in just a bra and diaper before the doctor.

"Lauren." He said after a pause. "Please take off your padded bra."

Lauren was shaking. Her knees vibrated. She was humiliated and exposed, could feel the air across her body. Yet, she'd gone this far. Taking a quavering breath she reached behind her. Unclipping her bulky bra she let it fall, at the same time throwing her hands over her chest. The bra fell with a heavy thud. Yup, that was definitely padded, Dr. Feldman said. He hadn't gotten a good look at Lauren's chest before she covered though.

Lauren stood wearing nothing but a diaper before the doctor, cupping her chest, every other inch of her pale flesh exposed...