Little Orphan Laurie

“Well, we actually saw her at the store when we were out getting supplies.” Cassandra explained. “She was walking by us when she stopped in front of the baby aisle and sighed sadly. Then when we saw her at the check-out line, she looked over at a mother comforting her son, and I could have sworn that I saw her cry a little. It’s easy to tell that she desperately wants a kid.”

“Yeah,” Lauren began as she got up from the table and walked over to the fridge, pulling out a bottle of vodka before taking a swig, “so what?”

“C’mon, Lauren!” Rachel groaned, shaking her head. “You claim to be the brains of this team, think about it! We need a way for one of us to get in, grab the emerald, disable the cameras, and get out. She desperately wants a kid to call her own. Any of this connecting…?”

It took a little while for Lauren to connect the dots, but when she did, she spat out the vodka she had in her mouth; almost dropping the bottle in the process before setting it on the counter.

“What?!” Lauren shrieked, face going red in both anger and humiliation. Did these two actually expect HER to pretend to be a child just to get the emerald? HER?! “No way! Absolutely not! Never going to happen! Forgot it! Nein! Nada! NO!”

“C’mon, Lauren.” Cassandra pleaded. “We even bought you a disguise with our own money.”

Cassandra then reached into one of the shopping bags and pulled out a package of hair ties, a pacifier, and a package of diapers. Lauren balked at this supposed disguise, especially the last object. Worst of all, they weren’t even adult diapers; these two had actually gone out and bought baby diapers, expecting her to wear them!

“Okay. First off,” Lauren began, “even if I did go along with this stupid idea, what makes you think that those would even fit me? Secondly, JUST diapers?! You couldn’t spring for, like, a onesie or something?”

“Do you know how expensive kids’ clothes are?” Cassandra snapped. “With the money you, quote-unquote, “pay” us, just be glad that we got the diapers and don’t drop you off on the doorstep butt naked!”

“Look Lauren,” Rachel said, “you’re not even going to be wearing them for that long. All you need to do is just act like a baby long enough to be brought into the house. Then you wait for her to go to sleep, find the emerald, grab it, disable the cameras, and get out of the house so we can grab you.”

“Why a baby, though?” Lauren whined.

“Well, I mean, you kind of look like a – “Cassandra began, before being cut off by Lauren’s **** glare.

“Well, Lauren, if you have a better idea, I’d love to hear it.” Rachel said, crossing her arms. “Because, right now, I’m not seeing any other options.”

Lauren wanted to argue with this stupid plan. She really, really, REALLY wanted to argue with it! But, much to her dismay, Lauren was drawing a blank. She hated to admit it, but these two had a point; there wasn’t any other option available to get this emerald. So, she had to be diapered and act like a baby in front of some random woman, it wasn’t like she was ever going to see this woman again.

Still, it was incredibly humiliating for her. With her face still red, Lauren sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Fine,” she groaned, “I’ll go along with this plan; but we never talk about this. Ever. Again!”

“Trust me,” Rachel smiled, “this plan is fool proof!”

“Yeah, because it was made by a couple of fools!” Lauren muttered angrily, snatching the diapers and hair ties out of Cassandra's hands before marching off to her room to get “dressed”.

Rachel and Cassandra looked towards each other, giving one another knowing smirks.

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I cannot believe that I am going through with this! Lauren thought as she stripped down to her birthday suit and stood in front of her floor length mirror. First, she took a couple of hair ties from one of the packages and did her hair up into pigtails; making her hair shorter than what it really was. She promised herself that after this was over, she would grow it out until it reached her butt.

Next, Lauren ripped open the package of diapers and pulled one out; grimacing as she saw that it was covered in butterflies and pink bunnies. Whimpering, Lauren placed it down on the bed and sat laid down on it. She pulled the front half over her hairless privates (she had often wondered why she was never able to grow any hair down there), and taped the two sides of the plastic garment into place. Much to her humiliation, it actually fit perfectly!

Groaning, Lauren got up from her bed and stood in front of her mirror. Lauren wanted to cry at the image in front of her as she turned scarlet. Sighing, Lauren covered her chest with her arms as she waddled back into the living room where Rachel and Cassandra were waiting for her.

“Aww!” Cassandra cooed before letting out a small giggle. “See, Rachel. I told you they would fit her!”

“Let’s just get this over with!” Lauren growled, glaring angrily at the two.

--

Rachel parked the car in front of their target’s home: a small, ranch style house on the outskirts of the next town over, surrounded by trees and bushes.

“Okay, Lauren.” Rachel said as she looked over her shoulder to their leader, who was sitting in the back while pouting and sucking on a pacifier. “Remember the plan?”

“I know, I know.” Lauren groaned, removing the pacifier from her mouth. “I need to put on the whole “innocent little orphan” act just to get in, wait for her to go to bed, yada, yada, blah, blah. I know the stupid plan!”

“Also,” Cassandra added, “for this to work, it would probably be best if you didn’t talk. At least not adult talk.”

“What, you mean just babble incoherent nonsense?” Lauren asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, yes,” Cassandra said, “but also use more simplistic words. You know, mama, baba, boom boom, binkie; that kind of thing.”

“And no covering up.” Rachel added. “Babies don’t care who see them in just a diaper.”

Lauren sighed as she leaned back in her seat, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Let’s just get this over with.” She groaned, placing the pacifier back into her mouth.

Rachel nodded as she opened her car door and stepped out. She pulled the hoodie of her jacket over her head, then walked over to and opened the trunk; pulling out a wicker laundry basket before closing it again. She then walked over to the backseat and opened the door, allowing Lauren to step out.

Lauren gulped as she stepped into the laundry basket and laid down, covering herself with a pink blanket. In a feat of strength, Rachel lifted up the basket and carried both it and Lauren towards the house, placing it on the doorstep. Rachel then attached a note to Lauren’s blanket before ringing the doorbell and running back to the car. Lauren began to hyperventilate; there was no turning back now!

The door opened to reveal a tall, brunette woman with glasses. So, this is Ms. Karen Wilson, huh? Lauren thought. Karen looked around for a bit before looking down, letting out a gasp at the sight of Lauren. Lauren let out a little whimper in an effort to sell the disguise.

“Oh my -!” Karen began, bringing a hand to her mouth in shock. She reached down and picked up the basket, bringing the little woman inside. “Where did you come from, little one?” she asked.

--

Back in the car, Rachel and Cassandra high fived each other, smiling.

“Step one is officially successful!” Cassandra said.

“All we need to do now,” Rachel said, setting her seat back as she closed her eyes, “is wait.”

--

Back with Lauren, Karen sat the basket down on her coffee table and removed the note from the blanket. Clearing her throat, she read the note aloud to herself: “Dear Sir or Madam, please take good care of my Little Daisy as I am unable to provide for her. I only wish that you give her the life that I never could, and shower her with love and affection. If she ever asks when she’s older, please let her know that her mother did this out of love.”

Lauren rolled her eyes. That garbage was the best that Cassandra could come up with? The next time they pulled off this kind of scheme, which was NEVER, Lauren decided that SHE would write the note! Lauren heard a sniffing sound and looked up to see Karen wiping her eyes as she sat the note down. Wait…that worked?! Lauren thought in shock. Karen then reached into the basket and picked up Lauren, cradling the little diapered woman in her arms.

Lauren realized that to get anywhere she had to act the part. So, swallowing her pride, Lauren **** a smile and reached up to the other woman, babbling incoherent gibberish before adding, in the most babyish voice she could muster, “Mama! Mama!” Karen gently hugged the little woman, crying softly with a smile on her face.

“Don’t worry, Daisy. I will take good care of you.” Karen said through her tears. Wiping the tears from her eyes again, Karen added, “But first things first.”