It’s even worse

Lauren startled as her bottom hit the ground failed to notice as she did, her bladder which was semi-full let go into her diaper. Her mother stared at her in disbelief and pulled Lauren to her feet, taking her by her arms. “Lauren, what are you doing in a diaper?!” Her mother yelled as everyone watched.

“M-mom!” Lauren cried. “It’s not what it looks like!”

April kindly approached Lauren and her mother and handed Lauren the package of diapers as well as a ziplocked bag with a soiled pair of underwear. “Don’t forget these, Lauren. I know you might be embarrassed about them, but you need them. Oh, hello. Who are you?” April said pretending to just notice Lauren’s mom.

“I’m Amelia Adkins,” she said. “I’m Lauren’s mom. What is this?”

“Oh, Lauren had a little incident,” April said. “I helped her out with her diapers, but she had a little accident while in line. I bagged the undies so that they can be washed when she gets home.”

Lauren stared knowing full well the underwear in the bag wasn’t hers. They looked like granny panties. Lauren wondered where April even got them as her mom took the bag and examined them. “I see…” Amelia said. “Well… Lauren, I think some time in these will do you some good. Look at this, you’re wet already.”

Amelia patted the crotch of Lauren’s diaper. “Oh my, and I just changed her too,” April said.

Amelia grabbed Lauren’s hand and pulled her along, grabbing a cart as she walked her back inside the store. “Mom, no!” Lauren cried.

“I need to get some items and we’ll be needing more diapers for you,” Amelia said. “Come along, Lauren.”

Lauren cowered in shame as she was led in just a wet diaper back into the store that just saw her naked as the day she was born. Her mom pulled her along down the diaper aisle, this time it wasn’t the adult aisle, but the teen/youth aisle. “Mom, wait! I don’t need diapers.”

Lauren watched as her mom pulled a package of Disney princess diapers off the shelf and put them into the cart. She added a few more items before she headed back to the register. Lauren didn’t know how this could get any worse as the crowd was still watching as Amelia placed the items on the conveyor belt.