"Oh... Oh god, what's happening to me?!" Laura screamed, on the verge of tears.
"Uh... Um... H-hey! It's okay, Laura! You were just gassy, is all. It was probably a one time thing, really." Vicky didn't plan on this. She didn't want to freak out Laura, she just wanted to embarass her, and maybe get a picture of her in a wet diaper. Nothing serious. Well, this seemed serious.
"Y-you... You think so? There's nothing wrong with me?"
"Like I said, I bet it was just gas. Now, we need to get you out of that dirty diaper. Good thing the changing station has wipes and stuff, and everything in the mall is free." Vicky smiled at her friend.
"Yeah, you're right. It feels... ew..." Laura smiled back at Vicky, completely over her little panic attack and now back to her usual happy self.
"Okay..." Vicky looked over the buttons on the changing station and hit the ones for baby wipes and baby powder. "Okay, you've got two choices." Vicky's smile widened. Now that Laura was over messing herself, she didn't have any guilt it daring her friend again.
"O-okay... what are they...?" Laura knew what was coming, but she didn't really care. She knew Vicky was going to dare her to do something else, but after just pooping her pants like that there was nothing that could embarass her more.
"All right, your choices. Now, since you were just supposed to wet the diaper, but you pooped instead, I think you need a punishment. So, you can either clean yourself up and wear whatever undergarment you want, but then you have to buy diapers in your size after we leave the mall..." Laura groaned. "...Or, you can let me change you and put you in whatever undergarment I want for the rest of the time we're in the mall and take a few pictures - don't worry, I won't show them to anyone - but then we'll never meantion this to anyone. Which do you want?"
Laura turned red. "Well... I... I don't want to buy diapers, that's for sure, so... Okay, I want the second choice."
"Okay--"
"BUT, I have one additional condition. You have to promise that NO ONE finds out. If you let anyone else know about this, then you have to wear diapers for a week!"
Vicky grinned. Laura normally didn't make demands like that, but this certainly made it fun, though. "Okay. Now lay back stinky girl, you're getting your diaper changed."
Laura blushed deeper and groaned to herself. She knew this was coming, but there was no way to avoid it. She layed back and lifted her legs, wanting to get this over with quickly.
In little time at all Laura was undiapered, cleaned and powdered. Though Vicky noticed that one thing seemed kind of odd, and that was that Laura's crotch was completely hairless. Well, she didn't think about that for long as she hit a button to get a fresh diaper. After she hit the button for a diaper for Laura, though, she slipped and hit another. Oddly enough, the second diaper was the perfect size for Vicky. Again, Vicky didn't focus on this as she diapered her friend, then helped her into her jeans. There was an obvious bulge, but no one was around to notice that.
"There, all done. If you need to be changed just come ask me, okay?" Vicky teased.
"Vicky!" Laura turned red again. Why did Vicky have to be so mean? Wait, something seemed off... "Uh... Vicky..."
"What is it?" But Vicky knew what it was. Well, she just realized, actually. She looked down and save a large wet spot growing on the front of her jeans. Vicky was wetting herself. "Wh-what the hell?!"