The next day...

Lauren's eyes drifted open. She sat up, stretched, yawned, and smiled. There was no telling why... but the energy was there today. She just felt _good. _So much so that she lounged and spread herself out. Had her bed always felt this soft? There shouldn't have been much new about it.

As Lauren swung her legs over the edge of her bed, she heard the crinkle. Her eyes looked down at her otherwise nude body, and saw the diaper, giving a sweet hug to everything between her hips. Crimson flooded her face as memories of the previous day hit her. Only... the conflicts with Vanessa weren't at the forefront. Instead... she thought about how everything felt. How smooth she was... and that the soft, thick padding of the diaper was comfortable.

She reached for the tabs, planning on stripping the silly thing off... but then she stopped. Lauren took a breath, and ultimately left the diaper in place. It was still dry, so there was no reason to remove a perfectly good diaper. Then she shook her head at the thought. No, she didn't need the diaper at all. This was... a choice. An experiment.

Lauren wrapped her arms around her small chest and wore nothing else. With red decorating her cheeks, she left her bedroom, and made way for her kitchen. When cereal fell into a bowl and milk followed, she thought about that thing on her hips while she ate.

It was comfortable. It made her cum like she never had before. It kept her from making a mess on her bed when she did that. Against all odds, she liked it. Her mind began wandering about what she could do while diapered. Did she dare leave her apartment with it on under her clothes?