Macy’s

“We cannot have Megan see us like this,” Michelle said. “Let’s just try and go to Macy’s. Meet up with our moms.”

Alexa nodded, gripping what she had tightly, making sure her diaper couldn’t be seen. She wasn’t even sure if Michelle actually saw what she was wearing, but she wasn’t about to risk letting anyone let alone her see more. They made the walk of shame to Macy’s. They occasionally got looks of people giggling and pointing, but they ignored them as they walked through the mall to the big black walls.

“Okay, let’s…” Michelle said but stopped as she saw her mom and Alexa’s mom talking by the entrance.

The two looked to see their daughters clutching their lower halves. “Michelle? Alexa? What are you doing?” Juliette asked. “What happened to your pants?”

“Uh… they uh… ripped,” Alexa said.

“Oh no,” Rose said. “Well, let’s go get some clothes for you. Why don’t you both go to the fitting rooms. We’ll meet you there with clothes to put on.”

The two nodded not needing to be told twice as they made their way to the fitting rooms. They stopped in their tracks as they saw a familiar person running the fitting rooms. “V-veronica?” Alexa gulped. “I didn’t know you worked here.”

“Hey, Michelle. Hey, Lexi. What happened to you two?” Veronica asked, smiling.

“Nothing,” Michelle said. “Our pants just ripped.”

“Oh, I see,” Veronica said. “Well go on to one of our rooms. We only have one available right now.”

The two nodded as they quickly entered the larger fitting room, unfortunately it only had a curtain to shield them. “I can’t believe Megan’s lackey works here,” Michelle whispered. “Of course she works here. It’s just our luck. Let’s just hope she doesn’t blab.”

Alexa squirmed as she sat down on the little chair that was there. “What do you think our moms will get for us?”

“I hope something worthwhile,” Michelle said.