The Nursery

April opened the door to reveal a large room with toys scattered around the floor, a table next to the window, a wardrobe, and a number of cribs. It suddenly dawned on Lauren what room this was.

A nursery? I’m being placed in a nursery?! Lauren thought in horror as April sat her down on the table, which Lauren now suspected was a changing table. How old do these idiots think I am?! I’m twenty, not two!

“Hmm, looks like Wendy took the other kids outside for playtime.” April noted. “Oh well, I’m sure they won’t mind if you borrow some of their clothes.” April opened a wardrobe and rummaged through it.

“Here we go! I’m sure you’ll look absolutely adorable in this!” April said, pulling out a bright pink, puffy sleeved dress with a picture of a yellow rubber duck on it.

Lauren paled at this. She was about to say something, but realized it was probably fruitless. Sighing, Lauren raised her arms as April pulled the dress over her head. To Lauren’s **** humiliation, the dress fit perfectly. Well, almost; it stopped just above her waist, leaving her diaper exposed.

“Aww, I was right!” April cooed. “You look like a little cherub!”

Lauren couldn’t believe that this was happening to her! Why did she tempt Maria by choosing Option D? Why didn’t she just go into the woods? Why didn’t she just march right into the truck stop and ask for help? Why didn’t she just explain her situation to these women?! Any of those options were better than…THIS!

“Um…” Lauren asked, still trying to keep the charade going despite the blush on her face. “Could I maybe…um…get some…pants?”