“Don’t you have company coming over soon?” Leah asks.
“Yes,” Tina replies. Leah thinks for a few moments. If she wears her own clothes, it’ll be obvious she’s in a diaper, and far too old for it. But she currently looks like a young toddler or even a baby, someone who would be expected to be in a diaper. She should just lean into that while there’s people here.
That being said, Leah doesn’t want to keep running around with nothing over a diaper. She goes over to the bags of clothes and rummages through them. After a quick search, she selects a cute sundress. It’s too short to cover her diaper whatsoever, but she likes it the most of her options. She goes into the bathroom to check her hair and quickly redoes it, using ribbons to tie it into pigtails.
Satisfied by her disguise, Leah goes back to the living room. Tina’s already there, setting up for her guests. She raises an eyebrow at Leah.
“If someone’s going to see me in a diaper, I’m going to pretend that I’m little enough to need one,” Leah says.
“Fair enough. But if you want to pretend you’re a little girl, I’m going to treat you like one while people are over.”
“That’s what I want,” Leah confirms.
“All right.” Tina leaves. She returns, carrying a playpen, as well as a baby bottle full of something white. “Someone your age has their diet supplemented with either formula or breastmilk, and would be in a playpen or crib while I’m busy.”
“…Fine,” Leah mutters. Tina places her in the playpen and hands her the bottle of baby formula. “Do I get any real food?”
“Yes, you do.” Tina turns the TV on, flips to a channel for babies and toddlers, and goes back to the kitchen. She comes back with a small plate of chicken nuggets, cut up into small pieces. The doorbell rings. “Showtime, Leah. Act like the little girl you look like.” Leah nods, taking the plate from Tina.
Tina goes to the door. Leah watches TV, already bored, and tries to remember what club Tina is hosting.