Night time is Vanessa's time

Just as she has been, Vanessa waits until she's sure Lauren is deep asleep before gathering her supplies and sneaking into Lauren's room. As soon as she enters the room, she is hit by the smell. How hasn't Lauren seemed to notice it, Vanessa wonders. Has she just gone nose blind to it by sleeping in here? And then a thought crosses Vanessa's mind that brings a mischievous smile to her face. There's no way her clothes in here aren't absorbing the smell, and she probably can't even tell. Which means, unless Lauren washes her clothes before wearing them, something Vanessa knows won't happen, she'll be walking around with a subtle aroma of pee on her. Right now, it's probably not a strong enough scent for anyone she walks by to notice beyond a faint hint, but the longer it takes Lauren to actually clean her bed, the stronger that smell is going to get

Vanessa approaches Lauren's bed, when she steps on something, and it makes a crinkling sound. Vanessa's eyes shoot over to Lauren, who is still fast asleep, before looking to the floor. Beneath her foot lays a plain white diaper. In fact there are several scattered around. When Lauren's bag dumped them out earlier, she hadn't bothered to pick them up. Kind of like a little kid leaving their clothes on the floor, Vanessa thinks with a smug smirk. What would she tell anyone who walked in here and saw them? 'Oh those aren't mine' or 'it's not what it looks like.' Well... I guess that would technically be the truth. These diapers aren't hers, they're far too mature. Hers have little princesses and kids stuff on them. But it's not like anyone would ever believe her.

Vanessa moves her foot, careful about where she steps, and approaches the bed, setting down her supplies. Vanessa stares at Lauren's sleeping form, still covered by her blanket, like a kid on Christmas eager to unwrap a present. Exercising caution, she grabs the edge of the sheet and peels it away from her, unveiling her body. Vanessa takes it all in. Lauren's limbs are all sprawled out, her nipples look hard enough to cut glass, and she almost appears to be sleeping with a smile on her face, very content. All while she's only wearing a Tinkerbell diaper. That smug look returns to Vanessa's face in full ****. Her bitchy sister is literally sleeping like a baby. Vanessa's eyes gaze down at Lauren's diaper, still dry. Well, not quite like a baby, yet, Vanessa thinks. But I'll fix that.

She grabs Lauren's arm and eases her hand into the warm water. Just like the previous night, it didn't take long for her face to start scrunching up. Then, the flood gates open, and Vanessa watches as the diaper rapidly starts to turn yellow. She hears a quiet sigh of relief from Lauren, and her eyes dart to her sister's face, worried she might see Lauren's eyes flutter open. Far from it. Vanessa watches Lauren's features relax even more, continuing to wet herself. Vanessa's eyes don't return to the diaper, however. They stay focused on Lauren's face, watching it relax more and more, like all her cares are just draining away. When Lauren finally finishes, Vanessa can only describe the look on her sister's face as self-satisfaction. Vanessa can't help the smug look that spreads across her own, doing her best to keep from laughing, while she looks over her sister. "Oh, are you feeling proud of yourself?" Vanessa whispers, an amused lilt to her voice. "Maybe you should. After all, this is the first night in a while you didn't pee all over your bed. That's a big achievement for you." Vanessa casts a quick glance at Lauren's fairy-covered crotch. "All it took was realizing you're not ready to wear big girl undies to bed. Good job," Vanessa cooes, barely keeping it together. As if trying to make it as difficult for her to contain her laughter as possible, Lauren appears to be soaking in her "praise," her sleeping form practically seems to beam in response to the comments. Vanessa quickly pulls the sheet back over Lauren, grabs her supplies, and rushes as stealthily she can back to her own room, where she promptly shoves her head into her pillow, trying to keep her laughing fit quiet.