T-Shirt & Diaper

Lauren pulled the bag out and gulped. She knew that whatever was in this bag had to be better than nothing…she hoped. Dropping her towel, Lauren gulped again as she opened the bag. She only saw two articles of clothing.

The first one she recognized as a t-shirt and quickly put it on. It fit at least, but when Lauren looked down at it, she was in for a big surprise. Firstly, despite fitting it came to just below her chest; exposing her pudgy stomach. Second, it was a bright, pastel pink. And finally, what caused her face to go red, was that it had a picture of a unicorn on the front. It hit Lauren that this was a shirt intended for actual children.

The second item she saw was something that looked like a white square that was decorated with little pink bunnies and ducks. When she went to pull it out, she felt that it was made of some sort of plastic –

“NO WAY!” Lauren shrieked as she dropped the item to the floor. She now recognized what this article was: a diaper. “If she thinks that I’m going to wear that, then she’s crazier than I thought!”

Lauren then thought about the warning in the letter. If she didn’t send the picture of her in this outfit, her hair done up like it was now, than Ms. Karma was going to post all of those photos she had of her online. Whimpering, Lauren decided to bite the bullet and grab the diaper. After pulling it up her legs and rear, she turned towards the full length mirror in her room.

Looking back at Lauren was NOT an attractive, formal, and fancy twenty year old ice queen. What was looking back at her was a little, red faced kid wearing only a t-shirt that didn’t come to her stomach, and a diaper.

Lauren wanted to cry.

Lauren looked up at the clock: one fifty. Whimpering again, Lauren grabbed her phone and took a picture of herself in the mirror. Using the information she got from the texts she got from Ms. Karma before this, she sent the picture and waited. About five minutes later, Lauren’s phone began to buzz. Looking at the unlisted number, Lauren answered it.

“Aww, don’t you just look precious?” Ms. Karma said mockingly over the other end. She chuckled for a bit before continuing. “Now that you’re properly dressed, here’s your next instruction.”