Frankie finds her some clothing

Lauren could do nothing but trail after Frankie as the bubbly blonde walked towards her bedroom. “How many times do I have to tell you I’m an adult?!” she said, frustrated. “Get out of my apartment, or I’ll call the cops!”

Frankie clicked her tongue. “That’s no good, Jasmine! You should only call the police if there’s an emergency!” To Lauren’s shock, she picked up her cellphone, which had been charging on the dresser. “Is this your mommy’s? You look a little too young to have your own cell phone!”

“That’s mine!” Lauren said angrily. “Give it back!” She tried to reach up and snatch it away from the taller girl, leaving herself exposed. Frankie easily held it out of her reach.

“We don’t grab other people’s things, Jasmine,” she said sternly, slipping the phone into her bag. “I’ll give this to your grandma once she arrives. For now, we need to get you dressed!”

Lauren dropped her hands to her sides, letting out a growl of frustration. She didn’t know if this girl was crazy, or just stupid. She knew her body was underdeveloped, but surely she couldn’t really be mistaken for a child! A child young enough to need a babysitter, no less! A regular person would be able to tell she was an adult, she was sure. Once she was dressed, she’d run to one of her neighbor's and get them to call the police!

Although...if she did that, they’d see what she looked like without her enhancements. Reminded of her current state of undress, Lauren covered her chest again, noting (not for the first time) just how flat she was. God, that would be embarrassing! If anyone she knew found out that her sexy, adult appearance was a lie, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to look them in the face anymore. She’d be a laughingstock!

Okay, new plan. Once she was dressed, Lauren would find a stranger, and get them to call the police. It would be awkward, letting anyone see her like this, but at least she’d never have to see them again. She couldn’t just let Frankie keep doing whatever she pleased; who knew what the teenager was capable of?!

“Here we are!” Frankie said cheerfully, shaking Lauren from her thoughts. “That took awhile! Your mommy and daddy should separate your clothes from theirs!” She held out a small, poofy dress. “How about this! You’d look just like a princess!”

Lauren stared at the dress in bewilderment. It was very pink, and covered with glitter. Why did she even have something like this? She certainly didn’t remember buying it! Her eyes strayed from the dress, to the cardboard box Frankie had pulled it from, and she let out a sigh. That explained it. Her mother and some of her friends had been collecting old clothes for Goodwill a few months ago. She’d dropped the boxes off at Lauren’s apartment, and asked her to take them there. Lauren had agreed, and then promptly forgotten all about them.

Until now. “That’s not mine,” she said irritably. “My clothes are in the dresser.”

Frankie chuckled. “I think those might be a bit too big for you! Especially the shirts.” Lauren scowled, her attention drawn again to the 18-year old’s sizable breasts. She definitely wasn’t wearing any padding. “Now come over here, so I can get this on you.”

Lauren managed to stop herself from snapping that she could dress herself. Frankie clearly had no intention of listening to anything she said. And the sooner she was dressed, the sooner she could get the girl out of her apartment. Lauren stiffly crossed the room, letting her arms fall to the side. It was hardly as though letting someone dress her would be the most humiliating part of today.

To her surprise, however, Frankie put her hands under her arms and lifted her into the air! “What are you doing?!” Lauren protested, as Frankie laid her on the dresser’s surface. “Let go of me!”

“Relax, Jasmine!” Frankie said soothingly. “I’m just diapering you up before we get you dressed.”

“D-diapering?” Lauren repeated in shock, watching the girl remove a diaper from her bag. “No, you-you can’t!”

“Oh, don’t worry!” Frankie said cheerfully. “I’m pretty new at babysitting, but I’m an expert at diapering! I used to do it for my little sister all the time.” She lifted Lauren’s legs in the air, placing the diaper underneath her butt. “There we go! Just hold still, and we’ll have this done in a second.”

Lauren closed her eyes, her face bright red. It was bad enough being naked in front of a total stranger. But to be picked up and diapered? She wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. But she knew if she tried to fight, she would lose. Frankie had picked her up like she weighed nothing at all; she wasn't going to be able to stop her physically. She just had to endure this until she could get away.

“All done!” Frankie said happy, lowering Lauren back to the ground. Lauren glanced at herself in the mirror, and winced at what she saw. She looked utterly ridiculous! Wearing a diaper and nothing else, Lauren was **** to concede that she might really be able to pass as a child. Who knew if anyone would even recognize her like this?

“Good girl, staying still for me,” Frankie cooed. “Okay, now hold out your arms!” Lauren did as she was told, letting the girl put the dress on her. It was silly and childish, but better than being in only a diaper. “There we are! Gosh, you’re so pretty, Jasmine!” Frankie said admiringly.

Lauren took a deep breath. “Thank you,” she said shortly. Now that she was decent, it was time to make her escape. Could she make it to the door on her short legs faster than Frankie could?