A slight problem...

Jennifer gulped as she entered her dressing room, trying her best to ignore the snickering and laughing of the crew as she closed the door. Jennifer looked at the package of prop adult diapers sitting on the table in front of her.

Was she really going to do this? All because she told one white lie to protect her image?

Letting out a pained sigh, Jennifer walked over to the table and tore open the menacing looking package, immediately greeted by the white, plastic garments covered in images of diapered teddy bears and bunnies riding unicorns over rainbows. Oh God, it was worse than she imagined! Gulping, Jennifer sat the diaper back down before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her pants and underwear, slowly pushing them down and off her legs, kicking them away with her foot. Jennifer then picked the diaper back up and stepped into it, cringing as she felt the rough plastic slide up her legs and hug her hips. She then turned to the mirror...

Oh God!

She looked absolutely absurd! The diaper was extra thick and bulky, forcing her into a bowlegged stance and crinkled with just te slightest movement. Not only that, but she could actually feel the rough and hot plastic garment smothering her lower half. Jennifer **** herself to look away before grabbing her pajama pants and stepping into them. However, just as she got them to her hips, Jennifer found it difficult to pull the pants up over the diaper.

"Oh no..." she whispered in horror.