"Okay...fine", Samantha conceded, "What do I have to do?"
Rebecca clearly had a plan in place - "Well, remember how my little brother was going to come with us today, but couldn't? I actually still have a few of his nappies here in the car with us. I'd say you could just about pass as a late start onto the potty-training - you're one of those girls who could pass for anything between 8 and 15."
"You've got to be joking."
"Of course I'm not."
"I'm not doing it."
"Oh come on, Sammy - think about it. You'll get to walk about all this time, free! Get away with all the things that kids do - hell, you could even go for a pee without even having to head to the toilet, if you wanted to! It'll be fun!"
Weighing up the options for a few minutes, Samantha decided she would probably regret it if she didn't - hell, how many of these chances would she get in her lifetime. She further agreed that the only realistic way of pulling it off would be to be wearing the nappy, and only the nappy. Tiny tits exposed and all.
"Brilliant!", Chloe exclaimed, "Now let's just get you changed, and we can head straight out." Samantha sighed, and began to unbutton her shorts.
"Oh no! If you're really playing the part of a wee kid, we have to be the ones to change you! It's the only way."
"For fuck's sake, you've got to be joking!"
"Of course not, now come on and lie down; we'll get to work."
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