Underwear

Lauren whimpered as Michelle pushed her down the underwear aisle, rows of packages of childish panties all with different designs. “Let’s see I’m thinking you’re a 5-7. So we can try these,” Michelle said as she held up a package of unicorn and pegasus ponies.

“N-no. Please. I need big girl undies,” Lauren said, not believing the words coming from her mouth.

“These are for big girls,” Michelle said as she loaded a few more various packages into the cart. “Unless you think we need some little girl undies. Honestly I think I should get some just in case.”

“Huh?”

“I’m sure girls your age have some accidents. And that’s okay. But I don’t want you ruining the sheets,” Michelle said as she pushed deeper stopping in front of the training panties. “Hmmm. So the question is… training panties or diapers?”

“I…I don’t need diapers,” Lauren whimpered.

“Of course not,” Michelle said. “Okay, let’s just get some padded undies just in case and see if you can keep them dry at night.”

Michelle tossed the training panties into the cart as she moved on. “W-what about bras?” Lauren whimpered.

Michelle looked at Lauren. “Do you really need one? I guess this is a big girl thing, right? You want a bra to make you feel older? Well… I suppose we can get a few.”

Michelle stopped in front of the training bras. Lauren squirmed as Michelle grabbed one and held it over her chest. Lauren looked down at the pink Barbie training bra. “No…”

“Honey, your chest is far too small for a real bra,” Michelle said.

Lauren watched as Michelle added some to the cart and kept moving forward.