Vicky sat up on the changing bed obviously freaked out by her being on there instead of Laura. ‘Were are we?’ She asked looking around at all the changing beds, not a single toilet in sight.
“The Girls bathroom silly.” Laura responded. “Now let’s get back to shopping!”
Laura then left the bathroom still wearing a diaper, not a care in the world.
‘Wait!’ Vicky cries out chasing after her feeling the uncomfortable crinkling of her own diaper. ‘You can’t go out like tha—‘ Vicky stopped once she left the bathroom.
The mall was now packed with people when previously they had been the only ones there. That’s not all, every female was now wearing a diaper. Vicky could see it underneath there skirts, or bulging in there pants. The men seemed unchanged, what’s worse, no one was bringing it up! And there was Laura standing there expectantly amid it all, seemingly unaware of the prank you put her through.
Vicky walked over to her still not yet use to wearing a diaper. ‘Laura.’ She whispered ‘Why are all the women here still wearing diapers?’
Laura looked embarrassed, not by her seaming to notice. But by the question it self.
“That’s an odd question? I thought someone like you would know by this point.” Laura said unfortunately.
‘Just answer, please.’ Vicky said desperately.
“Well... “ Laura started as if finding the right way to put it. “When a girl reaches a...” Laura was clearly uncomfortable talking about it in public “certain point in her life... every once in a while... they... bleed ... from there... front uncontrollably... and that is a sign that the—“
Vicky stopped her putting a hand over her mouth. ‘Are you seriously talking about a PERIOD?’ Vicky yell whispered and Laura nodded. No wonder she was so embarrassed about bringing it up in a crowded mall. Vicky took her hand off Laura’s mouth.
‘Wouldn’t it be more effective to just use tampons?’ She asked.
Laura looked confused like Vicky just said an alien word. (Right...) Vicky thought.
‘How come there are no toilets in the girls bathroom?’ She asked.
Laura rolled her eyes. “Toilets are a BOY thing silly.”
‘What if a girl wanted to use the toilet?’ Vicky asked hopeful. Laura just looked confused again. “Why wait use a potty when you have one on your body at all times?” Laura pokes the front of Vicky’s diaper making her blush. ‘What if you... you know... use it? Isn’t that gross?’ Laura shook her head “It’s NATURAL.” She said in a way that almost made Vicky genuinely believe that she was just being crazy, almost. “Besides, I’ve changed you before, you just need to ask me if you feel it’s full.”
‘How long have things been like this?’ Vicky asked.
Laura shrugged “As far as I know always, but you could probably research the inventor of the diaper using it on his wife or something.”
(Ok. Vicky) she thought to her self (Your in some kind of parallel timeline were women walk around in diapers to deal with periods... and other things in them. Unless this was your old world now altered to be this way? Hopefully not the case. You didn’t want to spend the rest of your life in a dirty diaper waiting for someone to change you. You could probably change your self but still! There had to be a way to undo this, to go home to your timeline b—)
Laura put her hand on Vicky’s forehead. “You feeling okay Vic? You’ve been acting weird since I changed you? Do you need a new pacifier and bottle?”