pass by the dunk tank!

Lauren glared around, rubbing her largely exposed body angrily. The crowd around just snickered. After all, here was this obviously far to old diapered girl, trying to look angry but coming across ridiculous! How could you take that seriously?

Vanessa, chuckling herself, took Lauren by the arm. Lauren staggered after her sister, unable to stop rubbing her sore body. Her skin was tinted pink and raw from the burns on the slide. Grumbling she kept moving along. They passed by a crowded game with a lot of people their own age in the crowd. Lauren cringed, fearing being recognized diapered in public! She saw the game was a dunk tank, with a fit woman in a bikini in the tube and someone excited throwing baseballs at the target that would dunk her!

A young woman came over and approached Vanessa.

"Vanessa! So glad you came by!" The woman said. "our girl in the dunk tank has got to leave. Would you mind getting in? People would love to see you swimming around in there!"

"I'm sure they would," Vanessa purred, loving the flattery. "I've got a better idea though. Why don't you have Lauren in the tank?"

She pointed back at Lauren, who cringed at the mention of her name.

"Lauren?! Wait... you mean that's your sister!?" The girl asked in shock. "That would be amazing! I could charge ten bucks a throw to see the ice queen get soaked!"

Without bothering to ask Lauren directly the girl grabbed Vanessa by the hand and started dragging her forward...