Lauren is to work in a diaper

"You can't be serious, Beatrice!" Lauren whined as she covered her nonexistent chest. "I can't work like this!"

"I will not hear any more of this, Lauren!" Beatrice snapped in annoyance. "We are in the middle of a lunch rush! So, the way I see it, you have two options. One, you get out there and do the job I'm paying you to do. Or two, you go home during our busiest time of the day and get changed."

"Keep in mind," Beatrice added as she narrowed her eyebrows, "that if you choose to go home, then that "Help Wanted" sign goes right back up in the window!"

Lauren let out a whimper as she hung her head in defeat. She didn't want to lose this job. Sighing, Lauren waddled over to a nearby table where she picked up her apron and tied it around her. Much to her humiliation, the apron didn't even cover her diaper. It stopped right above her bellybutton. Lauren then picked up her notepad and pen as she waddled towards the doors that lead to the dining room.

"Were you really going to fire her if she went home?" Danielle asked in a hushed voice, a smirk on her face as she tied an apron around herself.

"To tell you the truth," Beatrice explained, her voice a hushed whisper, "I was going to fire her anyway. This is the twelfth time this week that she's shown up late for work, and the eighth time she showed up late to a lunch rush. Showing up in just a soiled diaper was the straw that broke the camel's back. Consider today her last shift."

Danielle stifled a giggle as she saw the red faced Lauren gulp nervously as she walked into the dinning room...