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okay, what is stuffed crazy crust pizza? is that from a local place or a chain?

how are the new pullups?

This will give my age away, but a very long time we had (Hiedi Lynn?) who routinely walked around her Phoenix area neighborhood in little girl dresses, and ruffled panties (I'm almost certain there was a diaper underneath).  Because she was so well-known in the neighborhood, I believe she was largely accepted while going through the neighborhood. She was harmless, so people allowed her to be her (for the most part).  Now- I'm not saying that I was 100% non-judgmental about it.  I thought it was weird as hell, but harmless. An equally long time ago, I was selling SCUBA wetsuits at the San Francisco Costco. This is not diaper-related, but it's fetish-related.  I sold a rather large man a wetsuit that was about 2-sizes too small. A few days later, that same guy was in checkout, wearing the same wetsuit I sold him.  Let's just say, this wetsuit didn't hide very much.  it was weird, but nobody seemed to care. I think the line is: you have a right to be weird, but not the right to force to participate in it.  However, letting people look at you isn't the same as forced participation.  

I guess you mean not for the win?  As you did not say for the win!  LOL  I hope it was enjoyable.  Which i am sure it was. I win for the time being!

Hello. I posted excerpts of this story on CHYOA (under the story Alexa's Secret) for the last several years, but honestly, the site's format frustrates me to no end. I've also been posting on DA and The Changing Mirror. A friend on this site recommended I also post here. Below is Part 1 of Alexa's story. Several more have already been posted, and I'll gradually add them here if that's alright with everyone. Any recommendations on story direction, I'd love to hear. I mean it! This story is a collaborative work where I've had assistance from around a dozen readers on ideas and "realistic" ways to regress our MC. Please understand awkward formatting is due to the site's episodic nature and my poor maintenance of the entire work. Summary: This story involves no magical physical or mental age regression, and will never involve them. Alexa is a 24 year old woman who has persistent bladder issues, while being 100/100 on the intelligence scale. With her job, at least, and with some level of hyperbole. She is also incredibly unlucky (0/100, if we keep using RPG stats) in many facets of life. The unluckiness especially is evident with her always being mistaken for a child, which she rarely helps herself with. Alexa is a bit of a perverted netizen, and is bisexual, solely because she is a virgin with no experience. As events conspire throughout the story, Alexa's life will become more and more complicated. There is no, and will never be, any odd scenarios involving anyone under the age of 18 in this story. Do not recommend me anything of the sort. Alexa is of sound mind and has issues with her life due to her unluckiness, short temper, height, youthfulness and poor bladder control. Alexa's Slow, Bit-by-Bit, Regression, is an attempt to answer the question - "How realistic could a humiliation, Mistaken identity, Age Regression and diaper story be without characters who expressly like diapers or have them as a fetish?" Read on if you like longer stories which attempt to be more "realistic" *** "A mimosa, please." Alexa said, already pulling out her wallet. The flight attendant checked her ID skeptically, handing it back after a thorough lookover. "And for you, miss?" She directed it towards the older woman next to Alexa. "I'm easy. Same as her, please." She said, as the flight attendant nodded and let the two women alone. Briefly Alexa's seat partner began to put her headphones back in, and then spoke up. "Good choice sweetie. I personally enjoy whiskey on the rocks for a long flight, but you made me try something new." She said, smiling at the girl. "Thanks. I never fly to much, so I need it." Alexa responded, not really ready to have a full on conversation with the woman. If she could, she would just go back and enjoy her music. The two, however, made small talk for awhile. Alexa learned her name, Carol, and Carol learned her name, Alexa. Alexa learned she was a mother of three, who had just helped her youngest move in to his second year of university. Carol learned Alexa was a 24-year old (which got a surprised look on her face), who was on an international business trip. Once the drinks arrived, they spoke more, and Alexa gawked at the middle age woman. While she wasn't a model, Alexa certainly did think she could fit into the category of attractive, especially with her tight blouse and hugging pants. "Funny, I'm headed the same way Lexi. You don't mind if I call you that, do you?" Carol said, sipping on her drink in contrast to Alexa's fast gulp. "I always liked that name, even if I never had girls." "No problem. As long as I don't have to call you Miss Carol." Alexa said, giving the woman a genuine smile. Her earlier apprehension at talking with the older lady was gone, replaced by enjoyment of hearing her stories. Usually she did not like being called Lexi, but the infusion of alcohol lessened her annoyance at the term. The woman laughed, and smiled back. "No, I wouldn't even make my sons call me that!" The flight attendant came by. She reappeared once more while the two were talking, giving her a glass of water and another drink. The two continued conversing. Alexa talked about the book she was reading, and Carol discussed the sappy romance novel she had been so invested in. Both shared their enjoyment at that type of literature. Carol talked about how she had met her husband, Steve, by her love of sappy romance novels. After her second Mimosa, Alexa allowed the flight attendant to cut her off. A big bottle of water replaced the drink, along with a cup of straight orange juice. Not thinking much about all the liquid entering her body, Alexa felt a slight shake in the cabin of the plane. "No worries folks, just some slight turbulence. Should be the only we encounter on this flight." The captain's voice said, a deep, rich male voice said. The turbulence got Alexa out of her conversation stupor, as she felt her bladder demanding some release. Getting up from her seat, Alexa felt the plane shake again, and a flight attendant spoke up. "Miss, please wait until the fasten seatbelt light is off before walking around the cabin." Alexa sat down sheepishly, and Carol gave her a smile of pity. "Comes at the worst time, right?" "Yep. Hopefully it ends soon." Alexa said, sipping down water as she failed at reassuring herself. Holding her legs together tightly, she continued her small talk with the friendly Carol. She could tell it was most likely obvious to the woman what was wrong with her, but she continued nonetheless. The plane shook again and Alexa put the water bottle between her legs, squeezing it tightly. The turbulence had only gotten worse, and even the quiet conversation with Carol didn't distract from Alexa's impending meeting with wetting her diaper. Eventually, she felt herself starting to give. "Yeah, I graduated from..." Alexa choked on the words, and felt a bit of pee trickle out of her bladder. Within a few seconds, her struggle was done. Urine flowed into the diaper, as the somewhat tipsy Alexa unable to do anything but bite her lip in embarrassment. "Yeah, I graduated with a Software Development Degree." Carol nodded, observing the clearly embarrassed girl. Her hand was holding the water bottle tightly, her teeth were biting her lip, and her entire face was redder than a tomato. On top of that, Carol heard the telltale sign of something leaking out. She was a mother of three, and could tell an accident from anywhere. Surprised the girls pants weren't wet at all, she tried to veer the conversation elsewhere. "Mhm, that computer stuff goes over my head. Do you feel alright? You're redder than a tomato." Carol said, as Alexa gave her a weak 'yes'. Flagging down the flight attendant, she got the girl a brown bag, and some things to deal with stomach aches. Alexa took both of them, thanking the woman profusely. Swallowing the pills, she tried to play it off like it was just airplane sickness. Carol, from Alexa's point of view, bought the story. Alexa squirmed in the warm diaper. She never got used to the feeling, even after all these years. Surrounding her waist was pure wetness, paired with a heat that did not feel great on the already stuffy plane. She adjusted her pants, making sure they didn't fall at all. It was unnecessary, seeing as she was seated, but it helped to take her mind off the fact that she was surrounded by unknowing strangers in a very wet diaper. "This is your captain speaking. The seatbelt light is off. Feel free to move around the cabin." Alexa sighed in relief, and stood up. "Saved by the bell, right? I've had a few close calls too." Carol said, pulling her feet back for the short girl. Alexa shuffled by, nodding at whatever she said. Grabbing a backpack off the carry-on area, she headed directly to the bathroom. Carol watched the girl shuffle along with interest. A slight waddle was evident with the girl, and when the pants shifted just right, she could see the outline of what she thought was more than a diaper. Alexa, meanwhile, made it to the bathroom. Once it was locked, Alexa let the diaper down gently, and let out the tiny dribble of pee into the toilet. Damnit, she had grabbed the wrong backpack! In it was clearly Carol's possessions. A laptop, charging cables, and some old CD's. Alexa could punch the wall in rage, if she weren't so horrified at the outcome Carol had seen the girl grab the wrong backpack, amused at her slight scramble to quickly get out of the area. If anything had confirmed it to the experienced mother, it was that worried expression on the girls face as she continued down the aisle, compounded with the quickness. Standing up herself, she grabbed Lexis bag, and headed in the same direction. Alexa was besides herself, not knowing what to do. On the one hand, she could pull the diaper up, and go grab her bag. On the other hand, putting a dirty diaper back on was disgusting, and people would probably stare as she headed to the bathroom again. As she thought, a slight knocking came from outside. "Occ...oc-occupied!" She stuttered out, staring at the lock. "You grabbed my bag, not yours. I have your bag. It's me, Carol." The soft voice said on the other side. Alexa felt her heart flutter, feeling saved. About to unlock the door, she stopped herself. "I'll hand over your bag sweetie, no questions asked." Alexa unlocked the door, pulling up her athletic pants to cover her modesty... Carol slid right inside, her motherly figure needing a fair amount of room to get through the door. Alexa felt herself back up in the small bathroom, not knowing what to do. Carol locked the door right behind her, and gave her an awkward look. "Sorry about that, a flight attendant was coming. I couldn't really keep standing there." She said uncomfortably, placing Alexa's bag down in front of her. "Oh, it's...uhm. Thanks for bringing my bag." Alexa said sheepishly. Her hand stayed on her pulled back up pants, and both women looked at each other as the sound of heels walked right by. "Do you need help changing?" Carol said, blunt as could be. Alexa's reddening face made her backtrack a bit. "Sorry, I'm not trying to be weird. A mother knows these things, and you're not the greatest at hiding them Lexi." "Well, uhm, I should be alright." Alexa said, reaching down the grab her bag. "Thanks though Carol." Using both hands, she realized too late that her pants would drop without support. Carol looked down, seeing the nearly soaked through diaper, and looked back up at the mortified girl. Both said very little as Alexa stumbled through her bag, looking for a replacement. Alexa pulled out another diaper, knowing she couldn't use the pull-ups or panties hidden in her bag; neither could withstand the onslaught of what a tipsy Alexa leaked. Carol watched on in silence, trying not to stare nor judge too hard. With the cramped space of the bathroom, Alexa struggled to get the diaper properly placed. After nearly 5 minutes of struggling, she felt confident enough, but a mistake on her end made the diaper slide out from right under her. "Lexi, let me help you. This'll go much quicker sweetie." Carol said, her awkward silence broken. Alexa stuttered out a reply, but the quick movement of Carol and her pressing down of Alexa onto the diaper made her the noise into just babbling. Alexa found herself taped into the diaper in seconds, stood up by Carol, check for the tightness, and her pants pulled up. "Haven't done that in awhile. Never done it thousands of feet in the air either." Carol said whimsically, with Alexa still not really knowing what to do or say. Carol messed with her hair, then slightly mussed Alexa's, which finally prompted her to speak up. "Wh-what're you doin?" Alexa said, trying to stop the woman. "Well, unless everyone here knows you're in a diaper, they probably think we were doing something else in the bathroom. It's just so no one thinks much of it." Carol said, shrugging. Alexa nodded, and Carol pushed her out of the bathroom with her bag. Sitting down at her seat robotically, she felt shame fill her face. Carol came back 5 minutes later, with a flight attendant greeting her before her seat. "Miss, if I might, only one person is allowed in the stall at a time." An old crone of a flight assistant said to her, as Carol tightened up a bit. "My daughter needed some feminine hygiene products. Is that alright?" Carol asked as if she already knew the answer, and the woman nodded. "My apologies Miss. I did not realize." The woman said, her harsh voice replaced with strong tones of embarrassment. Carol nodded, and the woman let her go on her way. Carol felt rather good herself, the alcohol mixing with a motherly sensation she had not felt in years. Taking her seat back next to the clearly horrified girl, she buckled back in, and turned to continue conversing with her. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We're going to have to make an emergency landing at the nearest airport. Ground control thinks it isn't safe enough for us to continue flying. Please fasten your seatbelts, we'll be updating you soon with more information." The same rich male voice said over the intercom, as Alexa shuddered a bit. Great. Already today was a terrible day, what with being diapered by someone else, and having to fly on a plane. Now they were doing an emergency landing! It was a series of very, very terrible events. Alexa felt herself sinking into a pit of despair, grabbing onto her pant legs nervously. Her breathing became slightly labored, and she felt something touch her on the shoulder. A voice broke through her anxiety, and she listened to it. "It'll be alright, Lexi. Don't worry so much, landings like this happen all the time." Carol's voice said, rubbing the nervous girls shoulder heavily. For Carol, it reminded her of helping her boys relax before a game, or how she frequently helped her oldest to stop crying. Whatever the case, it was all too easy for Carol to coax the girl to relax a bit. "Really? I...absolutely hate flying.." Alexa said, not feeling as nervous at the prospect. Carol's handed moved down her shoulder, and onto Alexa's back, rubbing it in circles. Nervousness became just a bit of anxiety, and eventually, Alexa relaxed a bit. A flight attendant came by, the shaking of the plane having eased heavily. "Drinks?" It was the same flight attendant as before. She didn't question Alexa's antsy request for a beer, nor Carol's request for water. Alexa slugged back the beer, munching on the pretzels the girl had given her. Carol let her alone for the time, but once Alexa had finished chugging it down, she smiled at her and spoke up. Conversation flowed more easily between the two, and Alexa found herself slowly forgetting that she was even on a plane. Carol's offer of some snacks and water helped her as well, with the granola bars allowing her to munch on something else. In no time, Alexa felt a slight shock as the plane's wheels hit the ground. Surprised, she looked out the window, polishing off what remained of Carol's water. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have landed. Please standby for further updates as we pull into the terminal. Please stay seated at this time." A female voice announced, as Alexa stared in amazement. It was horrible out there, worse then any storm Alexa had ever been in. Slowly the plane worked its way around the runway, and Alexa felt a familiar hand on her shoulder. "Told ya. Listen to us ol' geezers every once in awhile." Carol said, causing both the women to laugh. In no time, Alexa found herself getting out of her seat, as deboarding began. A twinge in her bladder and bowels reminded her that she would need to head to a bathroom. Flight attendants apologized to the passengers as they left, and Alexa felt herself follow Carol, as if by instinct. Taking a seat in the terminal, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness we're on the ground, right Lexi?" Carol said, getting a nod back from the clearly nervous girl. Both sat near each other, getting the notification that a new plane would be boarding hours later, if the storm stopped. As Alexa sat in the uncomfortable airport seat, she let the feeling of stress ooze out of her. In a second, she'd get up to go use the bathroom, but for now, letting herself take a breath wouldn't hurt. Just as she was opening her eyes to get up and stretch, a large masked figure ran down the row. Grabbing Alexa and a man's bag, he bolted off. Immediately Alexa and the man stood up, beginning to chase the thief. Carol followed soon after, her long legs letting her catch up to Alexa in no time. "Alexa. Chasing him like a superhero won't work. We need to get security." Carol said, the commanding voice of reason convincing the panting Alexa. In about a minute, they found an airport security guard, who was a bored looking young woman sitting at a desk. Her eyes opened in excitement at hearing Carol explain the events. Calling a code '902' over the intercom, she directed Carol, Alexa, and the unnamed young man to head to the main security office, on the other side of the airport. "What if we miss our flight?" Alexa muttered to herself, standing there as Carol and the man walked away. "Lexi, we won't miss our flight. Let's get your stuff back." Carol said, taking Alexa's hand semi-forcefully and pulling her along. Alexa let herself be manhandled a bit, and she found herself walking with her hand in Carol's on the way to the office. Carol and Alexa made light conversation with the man as they walked to the security office. University student in his 4th year, going back to college for the fall. As they got near to the security office, he let Carol take the lead, as she explained the situation to another bored looking worker. Perking up, he escorted the group back into an office. "Right. I'm Richard Naom, but you can just call me Rich if you want. Head of security for the airport. Could you all please give your testimony for the record, just so we know?" A large, older looking man said to them. He sat in a well worn chair, stereotypically munching on donuts. The young man, Devin, explained his story first, with Alexa beginning to explain the exact same story until someone opened the door to the room. "Chief! Just had someone throw a bag at the head of Naomi. Got the perp." A panting lanky girl said, causing the man to stand up. "Right, I think that's related to you. Can all of you hold tight while I go deal with this? Help yourself to some waters or donuts, this may take a bit." The man said bluntly, proceeding out of the room without taking any responses. Alexa, Carol and Devin all looked around. Squeezing her legs together, Alexa tried to hold in her urge to pee. There was definitely a bathroom somewhere in the security station, but just as she was about to get up to go find one, Devin spoke up. "So you where are you two headed? Mother daughter vacation?" He said, grabbing one of the donuts from the box. Offering it to Carol and Alexa, he let them make a choice. Carol spoke up in response. "Not exactly. Lexi's on a business trip, I just dropped my youngest off at college." Carol said, handing the group waters from a mini fridge. Conversation flowed easily between the group, especially once Devin realized Alexa was older then first thought. If she didn't know better, she definitely would think the man was flirting with her. Chugging down some water, and taking an offered coffee, she responded to Devin's question. "Software Development, yep. Never hated hardware, it's just not my biggest thing.." She said, taking another one of the donuts from the box. Her nervousness and need to pee was making her munch or chug whatever was offered. Devin began to respond to her comment, but the door opened. The formerly well put together Chief looked a bit stressed, and seemed surprised at the group still in his office. "I'm sorry, I nearly forgot about you all." He said, catching his breath. Once he was situated, he began to plod through his explanation. "That man who grabbed both your bags assaulted one our officers with one of them." "My goodness, is the officer alright?" Carol said, hand covering her mouth. "Well, it was a head injury, but he'll survive. We also recovered one of the bags, it seems like he tossed it right after getting it." The Chief said, as a lower officer came in with the aforementioned bag. Devin smiled in shock, and made quick work of examining the bag. "Everything in there?" Devin nodded in response. "Miss...?" The Chief said, motioning to Carol. "Carol's fine." Carol said, as he nodded back. Her voice became just a bit lighter and nicer. "Well, your daughters bag is currently being seized for evidence. I can't tell you how long that might take..." He said, sipping his coffee. His face betrayed the fact that he was waiting to be chewed out by a pissed parent. "Well, she has important things in there. Why is it evidence in the first place?" Carol said, her formerly friendly tone gone. "It hit an officer in the head. I couldn't imagine a simpler form of evidence of assault." He replied, finishing his coffee. "Okay, well, have the bag then. We want the contents. I can call my atto-..." Carol said, as the chief sighed. Putting up his hands in defeat, he got comfortable again in the chair. "Fine, fine. Don't get all lawyery on me. I'll see what I can do." He said, as Carol smugly nodded back. The look up 'mother proven right' on her evident. Alexa, meanwhile, was shocked at the whole turn of events. Her bag being used as an assault weapon. Then 'becoming' Carol's daughter. Now, Carol gave away her bag, so she could have the contents. Finally, Carol had won against a police chief, and seemed openly happy. The shy Alexa found it impossible to do, dominating a conversation as much as Carol had. "Before I go, question for you two youngins." The man said gruffly, pointing at Devin and Alexa. Both nodded, Devin having scooted closer to Alexa. It did not go unnoticed by Carol, as she watched and observed him obviously flirting with the girl. Her attention went back to the Security Chief. "Well, the state has this new thing of voluntarily taking the photo of victims. Called 'Victims of Crime.' Supposed to be a fancy new AI or computer thing, puts all the faces into one big combination. While, uh, I'd really appreciate if you did it." The man said, clearly not enjoying asking for a favour from either young adult. Both looked at each other, then Carol, then back to the Security Chief. Devin was fine with it. He liked Alexa. Just the right level of nerdy, a bit shy, and cute. Just out of college. Sure, what she wore right now didn't frame her the best, but he could tell her ass was to kill for under those sweats. Spending more time with her, whether it was for some silly photo or whatever, didn't matter much. Alexa was intrigued by the mention of tech, but also desperately needed the bathroom. It wasn't to an 'accident' point, not yet. But it certainly wasn't to the level that she was comfortable with being near. Those donuts gurgled in her stomach, mixing with the coffee and alcohol to press against her bladder and bowels. Looking to Carol, she received little aid. All together, she didn't know what to do. "I'm fine with doing it, if its quick." Alexa said, as Devin nodded. The man sighed in relief. "Thank the lord. We get shit..." Casting a glance at Carol, he huffed a bit. "'cuse my language. We get crap from the local PD guys for never getting anybody." Carol stayed in the room as Alexa and Devin followed the Chief. Holding her stomach a bit, she giggled slightly as Devin mocked his walk. While they waited for the man to do whatever he needed to do, they continued talking their interest. Devin let Carol talk about finding a job, and he continued with talking about stuff going on in college. All together, it was helping Alexa forget that she desperately needed a toilet. Eventually, the man came back into the small room. "Alright, you first." He said to Devin. Devin let himself be seated in the small white chair. "3...2...1. Smile. All good." The chief said. Alexa stood up. Not talking or having her mind taken off of the fact that she needed the bathroom was making the sensations in her stomach horrible. Devins gaze followed her around the room, and Alexa got comfortable in the chair. "3...2...1..." The voice said to Alexa, as she tried her best to stare forward and not mess her diaper. Whether the stress of having her bag stolen, or just her bad diet over the past few hours, Alexa knew it was a losing battle. The second the Chief said "Smile!", Alexa's diaper was already being flooded and filled. Very quickly, the little space was taken up by all the junk she had eaten earlier, and the alcohol, coffee and water leaked itself into the padding. Alexa bit her lip, knowing full well it must've been obvious. Her face red with shame, she tried not moving at all. The warmness emanating from both sides of her diaper distracted her, but she tried her best to ignore it. Another thought dawned on her: that photo must've been mid-accident, capturing her lip bite, and nervous push. God, that....couldn't get out. Alexa was powerless as the Chief walked out of the room. Devin stared at Alexa. Rosy cheeks, biting her lip, silent. It was like she was waiting for him to do something. Feeling his phone vibrate, he nearly gasped as he realized he had missed the new flight arrival time. His plane left the airport in 20 minutes. He had to get out of here! It hit him. This was the moment. Alexa looked like she was waiting for him to make the move. Standing up, he walked over to her with as much confidence as he could. "Alexa. My plane leaves soon." He said awkwardly. "That's...great news Devin!" She said, the blush deepening. Devin knew it, she was embarrassed to make the first move. "Well, uhm. Before I go. Here's my number." Devin said, handing the girl a small napkin with his phone number. A part of him wavered, and he felt an odd surge of confidence. Alexa looked at him with pure red cheeks, surprised at his actions. Devin leaned over, kissing the girl right onto her lip. His hand drifted down near her sweatpants. It was over in a second. He said nothing more to her except 'Have a safe flight.'. Leaving the room, he felt his entire body redden. Had he really just done that? His hand felt like it burned from touching her ass, like it was hot. It was just in his mind, of course. He rushed to his next flight. Left alone in the room, Alexa was completely breathless. Had she just got the number from a cute guy, who then proceeded to kiss her? Right after she had messed her diaper like some idiot!? Her whole body felt warm, and it wasn't just from her diaper. Fluttery butterflies floated in her stomach, and she knew her face must be redder then a tomato. On a screen near her, she witnessed the picture that had been taken of her. It looked...normal, all things considered. She was biting her lip, and her face was just a bit scrunched. But hopefully, they just thought she was in a bit of pain. Alexa floated back to Carol. The woman sat in the office, surprised at Alexa's face. "You look like you've seen a ghost. What's wrong?" Carol said, getting up and holding Alexa's cheeks. "Devin, he..." Alexa said, hoping not to mention her accident. "He kissed me and gave me his number." "Wow. Good job Lexi. I could tell you two were hitting it off!" Carol said, hugging the red faced girl. As she hugged the girl, a very faint odor made itself known to her nose. "Did you, uh....well do you need a new one." Carol said, as Alexa's face was graced by genuine confusion. Her shame came with realization, and she merely nodded. As she began to speak, the Chief came back. "Ladies, we got the contents of the bag back. If you'll follow me." He said, gesturing for the two. Alexa waddled as best she good with the filled diaper, and Carol followed behind as well. A slight smile played itself across her face, as she remembered the many diaper changes she used to do. What was one more? "No, it's not all here. I'm missing my contact case, my wallet, and....some clothing." Alexa said in the evidence room, shaking her head a bit. "Well, we found the wallet actually. This yours?" A policemen said, pushing over a familiar brown wallet. Alexa nodded, pocketing it. "Right. Well, we'll give you a voucher for the cost of the bag, contact case, and clothes. If you ladies will come with me, we can finish sorting out this mess." The Chief said, as both women followed him. "What were the clothes again?" He said, writing out something on a small form. Alexa, standing awkwardly so as to not mush the filled diaper down. What would she say? Her diapers? Silence held in the air. "It was undergarments. That's all." Carol filled the silence, holding onto Alexa's laptop and notepads. Alexa silently thanked Carol for the intersession. "Understood. Pricey stuff. Should cover more then the cost of everything." He said, finishing scribbling. Pulling out a card from the desk, he gave it to Carol. "That should be loaded with cash now, courtesy of the airport. I added some extra for helping me out with the photos." Carol gave a happy goodbye to the Police chief, who watched her swaying ass leave like a hawk. Alexa followed behind, her slight waddle evident. The Chief shook his head. 'Like mother, like daughter.' "So, we need to get you changed. I'm sure one of these stores has exactly what we are looking for." Carol said, sitting down on a bench. For obvious reasons, Alexa stayed standing. Once Carol finished putting Alexa's belonging in her bag, she stood up and took Alexa's hand. "Let's go." After two stores, which merely had snacks and assorted airport memorabilia, Alexa was close to tears. Was she going to be stuck in this dirty diaper forever? The warmness was fading, becoming squishy cold muckiness near her ass. If she weren't focused on walking, the sensation would've made her stop and run into a corner. Carol herself was worried. The girl was her charge now, and clearly she needed help. But what would she do if no di... "Ah ha!" Carol muttered to herself, standing in front of the pack of diapers. They were tucked away in the 3rd shop, but there was plenty of them. Next to them was some changing supplies like baby wipes and powder. For Alexa, it felt like heaven had come down to earth and saved her from her current situation. For Carol, it was merely a matter of scanning the different packs. What had she made Calvin wear....all those years ago? Hmphm. Extra absorbency. Snug. Cute critters. Thinking briefly, and not consulting the fidgeting Alexa, Carol grabbed the pack she thought was best, and handed it to Alexa. Conveniently, a backpack was in the row above the diapers, and Carol grabbed that as well. Alexa stood there, letting Carol take charge. Staring at the pack of diapers, she internally struggled a bit. 'Extra-Absorbency, Cute Designs, Flower Scent. Like three huggies in one!'. That was definitely...not what she ever liked to wear. She wore slim, thin, white diapers. But Carol looked like she knew what she was doing, so Alexa merely stood there. The person at the counter said nothing, ringing up the backpack, diapers, and changing supplies without so much as a comment. Carol went to swipe the card, but hesitated. "Lexi, grab another pack of those for me dear." Carol said, taking the pack from Alexa. She nodded, and mechanically grabbed another one. Thanking her, Carol finished the transaction. Stuffing all the supplies into a bag, she gave the bag to Alexa, who promptly put it on her back. Taking her hand back, Carol guided her to the nearest family bathroom, and locked the door. "Whew. I'm glad we found a pair of those. Sorry if I was being a bit bossy there, it's been awhile since I've gone into 'Mom Mode' for a situation like yours." Carol said, placing her own bag down and helping Alexa to get hers off. "Here, hop up onto the changing station." "Oh, it's alright Carol. I can change this one..." Alexa said, not eager to let the woman see her privates again. "Really Lexi, it's no bother. Here, hop up." Carol said, patting the spot again. Alexa didn't even think she'd fit on the thing, let alone not break it with her weight. With a lift from the hips by Carol, she was up on it. Strangely enough, it was just strong enough to hold up the mortified and blushing Alexa. Neither Alexa nor Carole could remember the last time they had done something like this. "Shoes off, pants coming down." Carol said, pulling down the respective items. Alexa's diaper was filled to nearly full, the whiteness replaced by a transparent gleam of yellow and brown. The filled diaper was going to be a nightmare to get off, and just as Carol was about to tear the tapes, Alexa heard the ringer on her phone. Carol reached down and grabbed it, fumbling through the sweatpants pockets and handing it to Alexa. Mouthing 'work' to Carol, Alexa took the call. Missing a call from Mr. Yawena was one way to get on his shitlist, and she never had done so before. "Ms. Johnson! I have heard your plane has been delayed." The older man said, as Alexa felt Carol breaking the tapes on her diaper. Responding hastily, Alexa kept a conversation with the older man going, hoping to disguise the noise from the change. About her presentation, spots to visit in the city, his old colleagues at the company, etc. The whole time, Carol was slowly wiggling Alexa out of the diaper. Raising Alexa's ass a bit, she slid it out from under her. A barrage of wiping with wet wipes followed, and Alexa bit her lip to continue a gasp of shock from how cold they felt. Her boss continued, confirming her itinerary as Alexa was cleaned up. Once that was finished, babypowder followed, and Carol made sure to use a profuse amount. Alexa looked red in some areas, and hopefully she had caught it before a rash would come. Turning her hip, Alexa shivered as the baby powder went between her cheeks. Once that was done, Carol tore open a pack of the diapers. Alexa's eyes bulged a bit at the size of the pink things. They weren't massive, but they certainly were huge compared to the diaper which lay in the wastebin. Working it under Alexa, Carol got it positioned well enough that she felt comfortable taping it up. Just as she was finished taping it up, Alexa's call was rapping up as well. "Ms. Johnson, I'll let you to it. Just a bit of advice: I used to be a young buck like you. Make sure, even with your age, you act like the adult you deserve to be treated like. I know you're one of the brightest at the company." He said, with Alexa responding quickly. "Yes Mr. Yawena, I will act like the adult I deserve to be treated like." Alexa said, knowing full well that her boss liked to hear his words repeated back to him verbatim, even as she was taped into the diaper like someone of many less years. The line went dead, and Alexa placed the phone down on the changing station. Carol pulled Alexa's pants back up, and ran a finger around the edge of the diaper. "Whew, it's been awhile since I've had to do that! How's it feel." Carol asked, helping Alexa onto the ground. Walking around in the new thick pink pillow, Alexa tried her best not to waddle. It was a much bigger struggle then she would've hoped, but the sweatpants gave her some hiding space. Thankfully, the cutesy cartoon designs were known only to Alexa, who would've been horrified if that were revealed. "Comfy." Alexa said truthfully. "Thicker then my usual ones." Redness filled her cheeks. "Not that I wear these all the time, I um,...only sometimes." Rolling her eyes at Alexa's comment, Carol opened up the second pack of diapers. "You're fine, I'm sure you're not the only person in the world who needs 'em. Now, let me get your bag sorted." Sorting it so the diapers would be hidden below the powder and wipes, Carol felt something in one of the pockets. Hmphm. Weird. It was like a rope. Pulling it out, Carol realized what it was, and confirmed her suspicion once she noticed the big metal ring on the bag. The 'rope' was a leash for the bag, which oddly enough was a kids bag. Carol hadn't noticed that before. Huffing a bit in amusement, Carol threw the rope back into the backpack, and zipped it up. Alexa, comfortable once more, got her new backpack on and stretched a bit. With a new diaper, and a good phone call with her boss, she felt like a new woman. Especially once she remembered that crumbled phone number in her pocket, and the kiss from earlier. Following behind Carol, she stopped off for some coffee and dinner. Their new plane wouldn't be arriving for a few hours anyway, and she needed to stretch her legs. Alexa sat as comfortable as one might in a plastic airport chair. Her laptop was playing some trashy romcom to fill the air. Carol sat next to her. Sipping on her decaf coffee, Alexa slowly nodded her head a bit. Placing her laptop in her bag, she knew she'd take a nap and was worried her movement might make it fall on the ground. After another sip of the coffee, she completely passed out in the chair, tuckered out after a stressful past few hours. Carol was taking a call from her husband. Standing up, she went to get some steps in. Lexi would be fine sitting there, taking naptime. Pinching herself a bit, Carol reminded herself that Alexa was not her daughter, merely a girl in need of some help. She shouldn't think of naptime in relation to her, especially since she was an adult woman. Carol strided down the airport, enjoying hearing her husbands voice. As Alexa slept, a woman sat down next to her. Stressed, lost, and quite annoyed at her husband, the woman finally was able to take a breather from dealing with an idiot husband and 5 children. Not noticing the similarities between her daughter Joan's diaper bag and Alexa's bag, she too let herself laze around. Alexa stirred a bit, and the woman stayed still. Her phone vibrated. 'Hun. I meant Gate A-17. Not Gate D-17. Mistype, sorry.' The text from her husband read. Huffing a bit, she stood up. Grabbing her bag, she quickly slung it on her shoulders, annoyed at the change in plans, and also ignoring the change in weight with the bag. The problem with the bag swap wasn't realized till hours later, when the woman was nearly landing at her flight. Opening it up to get a wipe, she was puzzled at the complete and utter absence of anything beyond a laptop and changing supplies. Taking the laptop out, she was puzzled a bit. Thankfully, their was contact information on the bottom of the laptop, laminated cute pink text 'If Found, Please Contact Alexa Johnson at alexa.johnson@email.com'. Just when had she swapped out her child's diaper and clothing bag for a bag with diapers and a laptop? Alexa struggled to wake up and get out of the plastic seat. Being shook like there was an earthquake certainly helped rouse her. Opening her eyes like a madwoman, she stared right at Carol. "Plane's beginning boarding in a few. Sorry to wake you from your nap." The woman said, handing Alexa her bag. Groggy and none too pleased at being roused from dream world, Alexa shook out the tenseness, and got her backpack on. "Did you need a change at all?" Carol whispered, receiving a shaking head from Alexa. Nodding in reply to Alexa, they both heard their group called. Carol's ticket scanned fine, as did Alexa's. The flight attendant briefly stopped the two, speaking directly to Carol. "Miss, just so you're aware: our airport has a policy that any leashed backpacks must be held by the guardian at all times. Otherwise there is a tripping hazard." The woman said to Carol, as both Alexa and Carol looked at the woman confused. As if on autopilot, Carol grabbed the leash and proceeded with Alexa. Both were confused. Alexa wondered if Carol put the leash on the bag, and Carol wondered if Alexa had put the leash on the bag. Neither had the desire to ask, stemming from tiredness, so they maintained the awkward situation until they reached their seats. Carol got the bag off Alexa, and helped her into her seat. Without much prompting at all, Alexa passed out in her seat, fading back into dreamworld. Carol took the precious few minutes remaining to respond to a few emails and texts. The plane soon lifted off, and Alexa's head bobbed over onto Carol's shoulder. The sky was clear, a night sky ready to be flown through, and Carol stared out the window, half asleep herself. Alexa slowly felt a bump, then a slight tremor, then stillness. Blinking a bit, she tried to get herself situated. Her mouth was dry as hell, alongside the fact that she was sitting uncomfortably. Her neck was leaning on Carol, and she straightened up a bit. Once she was feeling more awake, she looked out the window. Blackness. Beneath it was most likely the ocean. Checking her watch, Alexa realized the plane had been flying for a few hours at this point. It had to have been, with how uncomfortable Alexa's back felt, and the time on the watch. Paging one of the flight attendants, she asked for a mimosa and some water. The girl looked at her quizzically, until she produced an ID. After that, she smiled and returned with the requested drinks. Alexa greedily suckled down the water, with the attendant taking the trash and replacing the water after a minute or so. Sipping on her mimosa, she let herself get comfortable. Carol was asleep, as graceful as ever. Around her waist felt like a cloud. Someone had draped a standard blue blanket over her while she slept, which Alexa kept on her body. Getting bored with moving in and out of sleep, Alexa shimmed her way around the sleeping mother and to her carry on. Grabbing the new bag, she remembered how Carol had stuffed the diapers to the bottom, which would hide her the embarrassment of them spilling out. Still, just to hide her shame a bit, Alexa took the bag back to her seat with her, even as cramped as it might be. Popping open the bag, Alexa was shocked when her laptop wasn't visible. Instead, Ziploc bags of a young girls clothing, diapers, changing supplies, snacks...more girls clothing.... Sitting at home, the woman who had accidently grabbed Alexa's bag bit her knuckle. Emailing someone who might think their laptop was stolen would be helpful, but what if that person just stole her bag instead? It was a mess, and one she only had had the time to get around to once she was done putting her kids to bed. 'Miss Johnson, Please respond at your earliest convenience. I believe we may have mistakenly swapped bags by some chance at the airport. Apologies for the email out of the blue.' The mother of 5 pressed send, and shut her laptop. Hopefully, just hopefully, she'd find a way to get the laptop back. Alexa's inbox received and processed the mail, which awaited someone with an internet connection to view it. Meanwhile, thousands of feet up in the air above an ocean, Alexa was in full panic mode. The bag was labeled (with pink sharpie) 'Joan's Bag' on one of the inner seams, but other then that, there was no identifiable information. While she didn't want to wake Carol, her panicked state made it easy to shake her. The woman's eyes shot up in a few seconds, and she looked at Alexa with concern. "What's wrong?" She said, clearing her throat. A whisper followed. "Do you need a change?" "No, Carol. Someone....my bag..." Alexa said, words sputtering out but not making sense. Carol took the bag from Alexa's hands, and looked through it. Young girl's clothing. Diapers. Same company as Lexi's. Changing supplies. Snacks. More clothes. Nothing. "Did you grab the wrong bag?" Carol whispered to Alexa, not trying to cause a scene. "No, I...I thought I had the right one. My laptop! It was in that bag." Alexa said, her voice quivering with worry. Carol realized the bigger task was stopping Alexa from crying and causing a scene. Rubbing the girls back, she tried her best to assuage her worries. "Did you have anyway to contact you in the bag? An email, anything of the sort?" Carol asked, placing the bags at her legs as she rested Alexa's head against her shoulder, rubbing her back in circles. "My-my laptop has my email written on the bottom." Alexa said, her quiver correcting itself. A flight attendant came by as the girl relaxed, refilling her mimosa, and grabbing a drink for Carol as well. "Listen, I'm sure it's just a mix-up. You'll get your laptop back and they'll get their daughters stuff back. For now, there is nothing we can do." Carol said, as Alexa nodded. The girl went back to gulping down her mimosa's, like on the first flight. Carol rooted through the bag a bit more, and nearly pulled out a diaper into the open. Alexa put her hand over it, stopping Carol from taking it into public view. "Carol, please. Just, uh, keep them in there." Looking at the frequent red face that Alexa had, Carol relented. The girl clearly was horrified by the thought of being associated with diapers, and Carol wasn't cruel. Sitting down in the seat, Alexa felt a slight twinge in her bladder. Right. Time to get up. "Another one, miss?" The flight attendant asked, which got a thumbs up from Alexa. Now she had to sit here and wait for the drink to come back..... "I actually have movies on my laptop, I think. If you're bored." Carol said, zipping up the backpack and placing it back in the storage area overhead. Taking her bag down, she zipped it open and pulled out her laptop. Alexa was more then happy to sit and watch whatever movies were available, if only to turn her brain off for a bit. Once she got the drink down, she'd get up and use the bathroom, then watch some movies. "Attention all aboard, this is captain speaking. We'll be serving our breakfast service in the next few minutes. The attendants will have a menu for you. Please enjoy." A squeaky woman's voice said over the intercom. Alexa hadn't been able to get out of her seat. First, it was getting her drink. Then, Carol put the laptop on her lap and helped her find the movies. By the time that was done, breakfast was coming around and Alexa had to choose what she wanted. That came out too quick for her to nip to the bathroom, and she and Carol were watching some silly romcom. Both were laughing, and Alexa took Carol's leftover muffin and fruit, munching on it. A flight attendant gave the group seconds, which Alexa accepted with little thought. The only thing that reminded Alexa of the fact that she ever even needed the bathroom was the movie ending. By that point, it was like Alexa had turned off a switch. She went from laser focus onto a movie, to realizing she better get up and use the bathroom. As she stood up, the laptop lurched forward, and Alexa found herself covered in the remains of the breakfast meal, chocolate milk, mimosa, and Carol's tea. Looking down, her pants and short were soaked and looked disgusting, food particles all over them. "Let's go to the bathroom." Carol said, her face becoming serious. Grabbing (not) Alexa's bag, Carol escorted her to the bathroom. A flight attendant nearly stopped her, but Carol spoke up. "My daughters having some...issues. Is it alright for me to accompany her to the stall?" Carol said. "Of course. Do you need anything from us?" The male flight attendant asked with a customer service smile. "No, I appreciate it however." Carol said, joining Alexa in the small bathroom. Alexa was horrified, as her sweatpants had the combined stains of food and drink, with the shirt being little better. Stirring in her gut was the deep desire to use the bathroom, inflamed by the fact that she was so close to one. "Carol, I have to go. Bad." Alexa said, eliciting a smile from the woman. "Gotcha. Let's get your pants off and your diaper untapped." Carol said, sitting Alexa down on top of the toilet, maneuvering around her to get the sweatpants off. One leg, pull. Another leg, pull. back to the other leg. It was a slow process, and Alexa felt her control over her bowels loosening as she tried to help Carol get the stuck pants off. She was on top of the potty, ready to go, separated by only the inches of padding. Just a few seconds more.... Alexa felt the left pant leg come off, just as she felt her bowels tremor and pulse. It was coming. Carol pulled the right leg off just as Alexa was filling her diaper. Standing up, Carol didn't realize for a second or two that Alexa had failed, until the small shapes faded away, dissolved into nothingness. An odor filled the small cabin, and Alexa made a light grunting noise. Stress had made her void her bowels, right above a toilet. The rim of the toilet seat made the mush push against Alexa's ass, the warmth burning her skin. The diaper sagged, dangling over the toilet which she had failed to use. Alexa choked back a sob, unable to stop a few tears from flowing. "I'm....I know you were going as fast as possible. I just couldn't hold it." Alexa said, as the diaper reached its max level of sagginess. The front could hold more, but the back was a translucent sag. "Listen, it's alright. Nothing we can do now, right?" Carol said, helping take Alexa's shirt off. The girl was on autopilot, holding back tears and trying not to move too much. It was a pitiful sight, her in just her training bra and diaper, choking back waterworks. "Lexi, listen. You made it to the potty, got it? It was me, I went too slow. No tears now, you made it." Carol said, hoping to take some blame to help the girl. She merely nodded and gave a 'Thanks...' in response. With a bit of precise movements, Carol had the diaper off Alexa. Searching through the bag for the other diapers, Carol pulled them out. Huh. Interesting. Same make and everything as the one Lexi just had, but the mom had bought some with booster pads already in them. Taking out the supplies, Carol wiped down Alexa and grabbed some the anti-rash cream from the bag. Redness was beginning to form on Alexa, and at the rate she was going through diapers....She was sure the mom wouldn't be bothered too much by some being used, especially for a good cause. Spreading it between the defeated girls cheeks, Carol wrapped up with another layer of baby powder. Lexi's doll like state made Carol have less problems with the diaper. Taping it up was quite simple, all things considered. "It's....it feel weird against my...uh..crotch.." Alexa said, leaving the fugue state she had been in. "It should. Whoever had these got boosters in them. Sorry, it's what we're working with." Carol said, shrugging. Alexa pulled at the diaper a bit, and Carol pulled her hand away. "You'll mess up the tapes doing that sweetie." Carol said nicely. Realizing they couldn't stay in the bathroom forever, she raised the next point. "You need a new outfit. Unless you want to put on the food covered one from before." Alexa shook her head, knowing it would be disgusting to have that. But would an outfit from the bag be better? "Let's try this one out." Carol said, opening the tightly sealed Ziploc bag. On it was written 'Joan's Summer Usu'. Whoever this mom was, she applauded her for her organization skills. Carol would've just thrown the folded clothes in the bag. But here, each outfit got a cute little baggy. Sun dress. Yellow with cute cupcakes and flowers decorating the entire thing. A pair of underwear, tights, and a hair tie came with the bag. No shoes, not that Lexi needed a new pair. Getting the dress on Lexi was a struggle in and of itself, but with enough awkward dancing, the two figured it out. The sun dress went to about Lexi's knee, if a bit shorter, and looked alright with her sneakers. Alexa was not a fan of skirts nor dresses, especially since the bulge of the diaper was most certainly evident in the dress, and one bad breeze or leg placement, and her diaper was visible to everyone. Not feeling enough to complain, Alexa allowed Carol to get the long white tights up her legs, with them ending close to the diaper; Alexa's messy hair found itself in a cute ponytail, with the yellow flowery headband keeping her hair down. Carol pulled Alexa up, and put away the ziploc bag. Inside were panties, which obviously weren't needed by Alexa. Before departing, Carol gave the girl one good look over. Puffy eyes, a puffy midsection. Cute dress, headband, tights. All in all, she certainly looked adorable, much like how carol might've hoped a daughter of hers would've looked. Carol left Alexa to herself in the stall, and a worker stood outside the stall. Last edited by JakoTu on Tue Nov 18, 2025 4:06 pm, edited 4 times in total. JakoTu Member   Posts: 23 Joined: Mon Feb 17, 2025 3:32 pm Top Re: Alexa's Slow, Bit-by-Bit, Regression [Regression, Diaper by JakoTu » Tue Feb 18, 2025 3:49 pm "Everything alright Miss? We made sure no other guests tried to get to you or your daughter." The older man said, smiling at her. "Thank you. She and I are fine, we appreciate your concern. Just some female business." Carol said, ready to sit down and have a drink. Going from empty nest syndrome to being responsible for someone still in diapers was its own level of work. Meanwhile, Alexa was in the bathroom trying not to imagine herself looking like a total tween dweeb. The white tights, combined with the flowery headband and dress (which certainly did her miniscule chest no favors), made her look like a total loser. Alexa dreaded having to walking around in this outfit, especially with the swishing of the skirt. Alexa reminded herself of one fact: you are 24. You are dressed young, you look young, but you are an adult. Act like it! After she spent a few minutes hyping herself up, she left the stall. The attendant gave her an oddly fake smile. It was Carols turn to be woken up now. The plane had gently hit the tarmac, and was beginning to pull into the airport as Alexa shook Carol awake. "Thanks." Carol said, having had a nice dream and none too pleased that she was now awake. But, at least they were at their layover. One last flight, and she'd be back home. As everyone began to leave, Carol went first, helping Alexa to get her backpack on, while also not having her dress ride up and expose anything. Alexa had remembered dresses don't come with any pockets, so she transferred her phone and wallet to the backpack. Both women enjoyed their freedom once more, and were walking around the very fancy airport. Carol saw a security guard approaching her and Alexa, and she steeled herself for some bad news. Apparently, Lexi was a magnet for that sort of thing. "Miss. I apologize for the intrusion, but national law is that you must have control over your child's leash at all times." The older gentlemen said, out of breath from his speedwalking to the girls. Carol thanked him for letting her know, and took Lexi's leash unwillingly. Alexa barely even noticed, enraptured by her phone. An email had arrived! About her laptop and bag! Thank the lord above. Quickly typing out a response, Alexa lost her notion of the outside world for a second. Tongue sticking a little out of her mouth, she sent the email, providing the woman with more contact information and that she had her bag. "Someone got my bag, and they emailed me!" Alexa said, beaming to Carol. The two were sitting down at a restaurant in the airport, having been led there by Carol. Menu's were handed out by the waitress, with Alexa receiving the kids menu, much to Carol's amusement and Alexa's chagrin. "See, I told you sweetie. Someone must've mistaken it for there's. Now, lets try to figure out what we want." Carol said, sliding the adult menu over to Alexa. The giddiness and happiness was infectious, and Carol herself felt much better after Alexa began to smile. Like the sun coming through on a cloudy day. Looking at both the menus, Alexa tried to choose the best thing between them. Fidgeting in her chair, she opened her legs, exposing to the world her crotch. Not realizing any of the possibility to be seen, she continued until Carol used her feet under the table to help her close her legs. "Lexi, unless you want to expose..." Carol said, as Alexa nodded, out of focus and thinking. "Th..thanks." Alexa said, with red cheeks. She felt a vibration from her backpack, and pulled out her phone. "Is this Miss Johnson?" The youthful voice said on the other end. "It is. May I ask who I am speaking to?" Alexa said, the waitress coming back. With how busy they were, she wasted no time, getting Carol's order. Alexa pointed at the menu for what she wanted, and Carol repeated it for her; Alexa mouthed 'thanks' to her. The phone call was brief. Regency Luxury Hotels had canceled their tentative booking of her hotel. She was officially hotel less. For a second, she contemplated calling her boss to figure out a new plan, but she knew he hated getting calls that weren't important to him. Alexa put the phone down, her smile returned to a neutral position. "Bad news?" Carol asked, the whole mood at the table now shifted. "Well, not great news. My hotel just got canceled." Alexa said, sipping down her tea and flicking the crayon on the table through her hand. "Canceled? They can't just cut your reservations like that." Carol said, eyebrow raising. Lexi wasn certainly not world experienced if she wasn't going to fight losing her reservation like that. "I know, I know. But they were never reservations. My company made tentative plans with the hotel, so they could get the best rate. And, uhm. they just told me now they're booked." Alexa said, looking on her phone. A new hotel would have to be found, right away. "Oh, I understand. Well, I have 2 open bedrooms, you're more then welcome to stay in one. Not just saying that to be nice, I'm not going to hang you out to dry like that." Carol said, as their food was brought back. Alexa's neutral demeanor changed to a frown as the plate was put down on the table. Pancakes arranged with a smiley face, and a side of eggs and bacon. Definitely not the burger she had wanted. Not going to make a scene, she began reaching for her silverware. "Did you get the wrong food? I can call the waitress over to fix it." Carol said, used to fussy children who changed their mind after ordering. Pinching herself a bit, she reminded herself that Alexa was not a child, and not being fussy. "I wanted the burger, but it's alrigh..." Alexa said, cut off by Carol motioning over a waitress and explaining the situation. The woman was apologetic, letting her keep the pancakes and putting in a new order for the burger. The waitress was sure the kid had just changed her mind, or her mom wanted free food, but it didn't matter one way or another. "Thanks, Carol. I mean it. You've been more helpful then you've ever had to be for a complete stranger." Alexa said, cutting up the pancakes and eating them. They were delicious, and Alexa struggled not to speak with her mouth full. "I'll try to find a hotel, but if you're offering me a spot, I'd really appreciate it. This trip is too important for me to be stressing about stuff like that." "It's no problem, I promise you that. Now, don't talk with your mouth full little Lexi." Carol said, jokingly wagging her finger at Alexa. Both women giggled and Alexa continue chowing down on her pancakes, and Carol into her salad. By the time Alexa's burger had come out, she had completely forgotten about ever even wanting it. While her eyes were larger then her stomach, Alexa did love a good burger, and she started eating the burger and fries. Carol watched on, fascinated by how a girl Alexa's size ate as much food as she did. "Will we be having desert?" The waitress said, having the desert menu with her. This time, she didn't catch Alexa at a bad time, and Alexa took the menu. Wanting a malt milkshake, she convinced Carol to get some cake. They went back to talking, as Alexa finished eating her burger and fries. Carol had finished awhile ago, and was just enjoying conversing with the girl. Dessert was enjoyable, especially for Alexa, as the milkshake was delicious. When the check came, Alexa was quicker, and paid for them both. "You didn't have to do that." Carol said, smiling at Alexa's good manners. "I didn't. But you definitely have earned some free food after your...help." Alexa said jovially, causing a slight laugh in both. The women left the restaurant, and realized they had awhile until they would need to head to their last depature point. Carol recommended they head to a lounge her husband knew about, and on the elevator ride up, Alexa squirmed a bit. "God, my stomach hurts. I might've eaten too much..." Alexa moaned, rubbing her tiny little potbelly. "I was wondering how you even ate that much." Carol said, leading the two to the front desk. Business seating was avaible, but since Carol's husband was a rewards member, they could get a small private cabana. They were down a hallway, and sounded incredibly comfortable. "Just so you know, our company requires any customers using a cabana to take their shoes off prior to stepping on the carpet. I apologize, this is just our policy." The worker said, sounding just as annoyed as he expected the two to be. Both women agreed, and left their shoes out on a rack as they went into the room. A bed, chairs, a hammock, and a computer with internet access. Privacy as well. Alexa oozed into the hammock, grabbing for her phone and that number she had gotten. Texting someone would take her mind off her pained stomach. Alexa: Hey, it's Lexi  A few minutes passed with no response, and Alexa swung in the hammock. Carol was enjoying the internet access. Her phone dinged. Devin: Airport girl!?! Alexa: That's me. Devin sent a picture of himself in a car, smiling with a thumbs up. Alexa blushed a bit, not expecting a photo, and not knowing if she should send one back. "Carol, would you send a photo of yourself to a guy you're flirting with?" Alexa said, not really having any experience in that area. "Duh. Send one of your cute face. Have you never flirted before?" Carol said jokingly, which produced a bashful nod from Alexa. Internally, Carol realized she was dealing with a cast of a true wallflower, and someone who needed a bit of help bringing themselves out into the world. Alexa responded with a photo of herself, which prompted a good response from Devin. Devin: Thanks for the photo, you look great. Alexa: Thanks! What are you up to. The two chatted away over text, until Devin had to handle some things. He left Alexa with a goodbye text, and Alexa got herself out of the hammock. Shoot. A hour had passed, and her stomach now no longer hurt; instead, it was a pressure on her bowels and bladder. "I, uh, bathroom." Alexa said, rushing to the suite's private stall. Carol followed the girl, having seen her doing the potty dance while she was in the hammock. Thankfully, this time, it was near impossible for Alexa to fail. Carol helped get the diaper off her and Alexa sat down. Carol threw the diaper into a wastebin and went to grab stuff from Alexa's bag. Alexa enjoyed finally having reached a toilet on time, and was in a very good mood, even as Carol changed her. Not even protesting anymore, Alexa willingly let herself be covered in anti rash cream, lotion, and baby powder. Taping the diaper up, Carol helped Alexa off the station. "Good job on making it." Carol said, hoping to get some positive reinforcement going. She was sure she could help the girl escape her use of diapers. "Thanks, I, uhm, well thanks for changing me." Alexa said, getting back into the hammock. The baby powder and lotion were taking effect, and Carol could smell them from across the room. A decade or so ago, it was a familiar scent to her. All those warm memories were coming back. Carol rooted through the bag, and discovered exactly the thing she was looking for. A part of her knew maybe it was a step too far, but Carol remembered her early days as a mom. These things were life savers, and stopping Alexa from staining a nice looking dress might be worth it. The waistband had a mark saying 'Wed', and Carol rolled her eyes a bit; who in their right mind labeled diaper covers by the day of the week? "Hey, I think I found something you might like." Carol said, pulling out what looked like a pair of pink granny panties from the bag. Some ruffles were on the butt of them, as weird as that looked to Alexa. "This would do a pretty good job of hiding your diaper from being seen." "Are those granny panties? I doubt it would cover my diaper." Alexa said, taking them from Carol. The material wasn't silk or anything of the like, it felt...plushy. Was this thing a cloth diaper? "It's a diaper cover. To anyone who might accidently catch a glance up your skirt, it'd look like you just have pink panties on." Carol said, letting Alexa feel them. "Usually, kids wear them to stop leaks." Alexa nodded. She never had heard of this! It was genius, really. A pink diaper cover would look like a pair of lame granny panties, but it'd look better then an exposed diaper! "So do I just pull it up...or.." Alexa said, excitement taking over her. Carol helped shimmy them onto the girl. They just fit over the girls tiny waist, stretched just a bit. Alexa took a trip to the bathroom, getting a 360 view of the new ornament. It didn't look as much like panties as she would've liked, but it looked a helluva better then someone seeing her padding. Of course, the ruffles were weird, and the padding of her diaper was somewhat visible, but all together, it was quite an improvement. Carol smiled, seeing Alexa happy at her new cover. Alexa got what she wanted, and Carol stopped her from potentially leaking onto another moms dress. Win win for all involved. Eventually, well before their plane was to leave, the women started getting ready to leave the lounge. It was a two hour rental window, and that was coming up. "My shoes aren't here in the cubby." Carol said out loud. Alexa was having the same struggle, and both women looked through the surrounding cubbies. Nothing. Other people's shoes, but neither could find theirs. "I'm sorry, I can't seem to find them either." The worker at the front desk said, having searched all the possible cubbies. "Is it possible you brought them into the room with you?" "No. We both left them out here, in what we assumed was a safe space to store them." Carol said, with her voice sounding quite displeased. "I, well, we will have to review the security feed." He replied, then rubbing the back of his head. "We have a lost and found, if you'd like to search that. Perhaps you may find them there?" Carol did not reply, but followed the worker to the back area with the lost and found. Lexi's hand was pulled along, with the tights doing little from stopping the cold marble from touching her feet. The tight grip on her hand made it evident that Carol was not too pleased. No. Carol shook her head. There was a pile of shoes, all annoying to sort through. There were some nice shoes, like heels or expensive running shoes, but there definitely was not her shoes. Lexi's sneakers were gone as well. Carol huffed a bit, throwing down the last pair of shoes in exasperation. "How could our shoes just disappear?" Carol said, trying not to sound too annoyed. She knew Lexi wasn't one who did well with stress, so it was best to be confident, for her sake. "Miss, we've reviewed the security footage." The man said, coming back. "We determined a cleaner must've come through well we were on break and emptied out the shoe cabinet. You two were the only ones using the cabana at the time." "I....how can we get our shoes back." Carol said, frustration bubbling under the surface. How incompetent could a cleaner be to..... "We've contacted our contractors, but yet to have a response. You're more then welcome to take from the lost and found pile, and we can provide funds to cover a new pair..." He said, his manager arriving on scene. "Lexi, you try on some shoes. I have to go handle this. I'm size 9." Carol said, heading out with the manager. Alexa nodded, taking the big box of shoes with her. Sitting down on a nearby chair, she sunk into the padding. Too small. Too large. Size 9. Put aside for Carol. A few too small. Another group too large. Just as she was reaching the end of the pile and giving up hope, Alexa pulled out a pair which fit her just right. ever had her parents made her wear shoes like this. They were all about her wearing what she wanted, which was sneakers, loose t-shirts, and sweats. She was sure there was a name for them, these sleek black shoes with a strap across the opening. Wiggling her feet into them, Alexa at first thought they might be a bit too big. However, with the black leather strap pulled tight, they were incredibly snug. Comfortable, even. Taking some tentative steps in them, Alexa stablized herself. Never big on heels, the very minor heel on these made it easier to travel in. Of course, walking around without the insoles in her normal shoes made things quite awkward, as she lost those extra 3 inches. All in all, the cute black shoes were definitely comfortable and fit, with the hearts of the buckle being just the type of cute Alexa liked. Carol came back in the room, observing Alexa do her slight waddle in her new shoes. Mary Janes. Interesting choice, fitting with the white tights and sundress, she supposed. Her choppy walking became more steady, but she nearly fell when she turned around and realized Carol was back. "Oh, I didn't realize you were here!" Alexa said, tottering over to Carol. Leaning at the hip, she grabbed the shoes she had set aside for Carol. In the process she exposed her diaper for only the briefest of glimpses. Carol ignored it, focused on getting some footwear. The first pair fit her fine, a pair of mom sneakers if Carol had ever seen some. They worked. "So I discussed with the manager. We're getting another card with the cost of the shoes on it." Carol said, standing up beside Alexa. A mirror perfectly caught the two side by side. Carol, confident, curvy in the right places, above average height, an example of middle-aged beauty; Alexa, puffy around the waist, flat chest, flowery dress, tights and headband, nearly below breast level for Carol, an example of tween awkwardness. "Great!" Alexa said, getting all the shoes back into the box. The mirror displayed the ruffles well enough as she leaned over to pick up the box. "I've never worn shoes like these before, they are quite comfortable." Carol smiled, nodding. "They're called Mary Janes. I'm glad you found something comfy to wear." Helping to put the box back, the two of them head out and to the managers office. Carol got a card from him, and a deep apology. He offered Alexa some candy, which she gladly took, and Carol was reminded that the lounge also did massages. The manager was hoping that the mom wouldn't be too angry, the last thing he needed was a message from corporate about something that wasn't his fault. Carol had forgotten this lounge did massages. Her husband always liked the flaunt his frequent travel, and how he knew the best spots. He did say these were to kill for. Checking the time, Carol realized they still had a few hours. This layover sucked for time. "Want to get a massage before we leave Lexi? Up to you, but my husband said they are to die for." Carol asked the girl. Alexa took a second to think. "I'll be honest, I've never had a massage before. But I'm fine with trying it!" Alexa said, smiling at the suggestion. "Let's try it out then!" Carol said, taking her hand and leading her to the place. Checking in was easy, and Carol made sure they got a private space to change and locking cabinets for their belongings. "Wait, we have to be naked?" Alexa said as Carol began to strip down in the changing room. "Yeah, of course. It's not like we can get massaged through clothes." Carol said, finishing taking her clothes off and folding them neatly into a pile. Alexa was slower, getting the dress off by the time Carol's stuff was locked up. Beginning to unbuckle the shoes with a shaky hand, Alexa found Carol helping her to get out of those and the tights. Her bra came next, with Carol making short work of the diaper and its cover. Alexa was horrified at the utter exposure, covering up with a towel as quickly as possible. "Hey, no judgement zone. I can promise you neither me or the masseuse is going to judge you." Carol said, putting her hand out. This girl needed a bit of confidence in her body. Shakily, Alexa took the towel off her entire body, covering up her most private bits instead. Alexa found it hard not to stare at the large breasts Carol had, a bit of jealousy spiking in her brain, only increased by her nice rear. The two sat down, covering their intimate bits while they waited. Relaxing music played as the the masseuse got to work, beginning with the feet and working their way up. Carol enjoyed the experience, taking a slight nap as they worked up her body. Alexa enjoyed it more, feeling like she was on a cloud. All the knots of stress were worked out of her body. Some light oils were rubbed into their body, refreshing the skin. After a quarter of a hour of the experience, Alexa felt the women begin to slow, and stop. The music stayed, but the women left, letting the two laying down to sit up. "That was plain amazing! I felt the stress massaged out of me." Alexa said, standing up from the table. Her previous worries of exposure were gone, and she left the towel in the room. Carol followed behind the girl, taking in her petite and waifish body. The most noticeable aspect was the cute, somewhat boyish rear she had, definitely nowhere near to sexy. "Worth it, right? I knew a massage would do us good." Carol said, unlocking their stuff. Good. All there. Throwing on her shirt, she watch Lexi melt into a cushioned seat nearby, relaxing. "Let's get you into your diapers first. I know you didn't use the last one, but the tapes won't work so we need a new one." Alexa nodded, checking her phone. Cool, the woman had responded to her email. Getting up, she put her phone down in anticipation. Quick change, then check that. For Carol, it was a process now. She was back in the groove of constantly changing dirty diapers, so the last two being clean made it easy. Thankfully, the OCD mom with the bag packed more then enough supplies, so she wasn't worried about running out. As she was taping up Lexi, a masseuse came back into the changing room. "Oh, my apologies ma'am." The woman said, turning away immediately to give the two privacy. Carol did her best to did hide Alexa's naked body, even as her own was only covered by a shirt. "What would you need?" She said, finishing taping up the horrified Alexa. Carol was acting like business as usual, checking the fit. Once she was satisfied, she turned to face the woman. "I'll come back for your review of our services. My apologies for the improper timing." The woman said, fleeing from the room. Alexa was beyond red, covering her face, not even seeing the woman leave the room. Carol realized Lexi was horrified by it, and tried her best to help the girl. "Hey, I was standing between you and the lady. She couldn't see much." Carol said. The diaper cover slid on easily, followed by the dress. "Re-really? But she saw me getting changed....I.....besides you, I've never had that happen. She must thing I'm disgusting." Alexa said ashamed. Sliding the dress over her body, she helped put on the tights as Carol spoke back. Adjusting the tights now that they weren't in an airplane, Carol realized they just touched the diaper. "Relax. I'm sure she didn't even know what was going on. You've gotta stop judging yourself so harshly." Carol said, buckling the girls shoes and helping her get the headband and tie back in. "You're right. I know you're right. It's just, well, I hate the idea of someone knowing I need something like diapers." Alexa said, straightening out the tights and fussing with her hair a bit. Carol started getting dressed herself, and once she was done, she did one last check. Shit. In the moment, she forgot about Lexi's bra. Grabbing it, she put it in her bag. Looking at her made it evident it wasn't necessary, and having to redress her would be frustrating. "Listen, if you need them, you need them. Imagine someone coming up to me, and questioning why I need a 36DD bra?" Carol said, pulling up her shirt to show Alexa. "It's just something I have to wear, right? Exact same thing." Carol said, rubbing Alexa's back. The example seemed to help Alexa relax, as she thought about it. The two women gave their review to the lady, who apologized for the intrusion. Afterwards, they began to leave the lounge and head to their last departure point. Alexa felt like she was missing something, and realized she had forgot about the email! The bra at the bottom of her bag was completely forgotten, trumped by the idea of getting her laptop back. 'Ms. Johnson, I am glad to hear you have my bag, and that we have established contact. Where might I ship your diaper bag? My address...' The email continued with some information, and a picture of her laptop. That was the one! Typing out her response, Alexa bit her tongue in thought. As she thought, a message from Devin popped up. Devin: Watcha up too?  Alexa: In the airport still.... Alexa sent a picture of the airport to him, and continued some light conversations as he talked about his college campus. A slight tug on the leash of her backpack made her stop staring at her phone, and start looking around her. "Want to grab some last minute candy? This place is a local business with a spot in the airport." Carol said, eliciting a thumbs up from Alexa. The two used the card given to them to check out the small little candy shoppe. Alexa filled a bag with all the sweet junk she could find or remember she liked; several times, Alexa went too far from the leash, and realized she had to track with Carol more closely. Carol was a bit slower, grabbing candies she knew her husband liked or might want to try. He was a psycho who liked the spicy candy, so he would like this stuff. "Candy for the little lady?" The old man in an apron said, smiling at Alexa. "Yes, uhm, yes please sir." Alexa said, putting her bag up on the counter. "Good manners. Your mom has trained you well." The man said, taking Carol's bag as well. Ringing them up, he offered them a few samples, all of which Alexa took and gave a good review. No other customers were coming in, so the old man made conversation with the two women. Carol was enjoying talking to the man, especially since the alternative was sitting in their seats until boarding began. Discussion veered into business, and Carol mentioned her husband and his constant travels nearby. Taking the candy sellers card, she exchanged it with her husbands. A little bit of promotion never hurt anybody. When it came time to finally pay, Carol made sure to tip extra well, especially since the money wasn't even her own, it was left over from the backpack and Lexi's diapers cost. "Thanks so much, traffics slow. Your business is appreciated" The kindly older man said, then looking down at Alexa, who had been eager to try her candy. He reached under the counter, pulling out a very cute pink water bottle, decorated with the company logo and lollipops. Along with it came a large swirly lollipop, and a sticker which stated 'Candyman's Lil Helper', which was promptly stuck to Alexa's backpack shoulder strap. Carol knew part of it was the man schmoozing her indirectly, but she saw the excitement on Alexa's face at the lollipop. "Thanks so much sir!" Alexa said, unwrapping the large circular swirly pop and licking at it. If Carol hadn't known Alexa's true age, she definitely would have a completely different image in front of her; she was sure the candy man thought she was just an excitable young girl. Whether it was the cute ponytail and headband, the dress which gave no credit to any curves, the slight puff around her waist that an observant parent might know, the angelic white tights, the schoolgirls shoes, or the leashed backpack, Carol didn't know. They all were childish and without much adulthood in them. Saying their goodbyes, Carol took the two of them to fill up Alexa's new stainless steel pink water bottle, then to their seats where boarding would begin soon. Alexa was desperately trying to polish off the lollipop before that happened. "Boarding group 4, boarding group 4..." The voice annouced over the intercom. Both knew it was theirs, and slowly filtered through the line to get their ticket scanned. The lady at the desk nearly said something to Alexa about her lollipop, but Carol pulled her along quick enough that she didn't have the heart to do so. This aircraft was much smaller, and navigating to their seats was easier then the previous two times. Alexa let Carol have the window seat this time, preferring the aisle anyway. Once they were both comfortable, Carol got her laptop out as Alexa continued finishing off the lollipop. A trashy horror movie played for the two as they lifted off. Alexa nodded off after finishing her lollipop, and Carol turned the movie off. It was time to sleep for her anyway. She checked her phone one more time to make sure she had texted her husband to pick them up. Right. She had. Not like she could do much of anything in the air, but it was nice to know they'd have a ride back to her place when they hit the ground. Alexa awoke with her head on Carol's shoulder, precariously dangling above just falling right into her chest. More asleep then awake, she blinked a bit, and drank from her cute water bottle. Closing her eyes, she tried to get back to how she had felt when she got massaged. Relax. No tenseness. Breath in, breath out. Muscles relaxed. Eventually she fell back asleep, her diaper becoming flooded with urine as she relaxed every muscle in her body. Finally tipping over, she rested right into Carol's bosom, wetting her diaper all the while. No one noticed much of anything, besides a cute scence of mother and 'child'. Wet. Alexa felt wet and disgusting the minute she woke up. The heat had gone in her sleep, and all it was left with was a cold wetness around her bottom. Fully awake now, she lifted herself from Carol's chest, which roused the woman a bit. Carol stayed asleep, and Alexa paged an assisstant for something to drink. Her diaper was wet, but her throat felt incredibly dry. She never wet herself while she slept. Not usually, at least. What in the hell was that? Alexa contemplated what to do as she swigged down the milk. Trying her best to sldie by Carol only awoke the woman, who was alert. "Change?" She said, half yawning as she said it. Too loud for Alexa's taste, she shook her head and sat back down. Carol went back to sleep, and Alexa diverted her attention with some silly kids game on her laptop. The attedants were more then nice, helping her with drinks and even her some headphones and a blanket. "Folks, we'll be landing in about one hour and 47 minutes. Our flight attedants will be providing are lunch or dinner service for those hungry. Clear skies the rest of the trip." The monotone voice said. Carol stayed asleep as Alexa ate her late lunch or early dinner, and only awoke near the end of the flight. Rubbing her eyes a bit, she smiled to Alexa. "How are you doing?" She asked as Alexa pulled the headphones out. "Gross. I....um, while I was sleeping, wet." Alexa said, her whisper barely even audible by Carol. "Did you change yet?" Carol said, ready to go to the bathroom. "No, um. I was sorta waiting for you to wake up. And now the planes landing, so..." Alexa said, her reasoning sounding stupider once she said it. How often had she changed herself before? Frequently, was the answer. Why'd she need to wait on Carol this time? Carol laughed a bit, and smiled at her. "I get it. We'll get you fixed up at the airport." Alexa nodded. Departing the plane was easy enough, and Alexa sighed in relief. Finally, she was here! Without a doubt, this trip had been on of complete uniqueness, and not all in a good way. Now she just needed to get her luggage, get a change, and get settled in at Carol's place. "Sir, I apologize. We have had massive delays on all luggage after major redirections across the West and East Coast. We can promise your luggage will be delievered...." The robotic manager said to the people in front of Carol and Alexa. They had waited for their luggage. 10 minutes passed. Nothing. 20 minutes. Nothing. After 25 minutes of waiting, Carol pulled Alexa along to the desk regarding luggage, which had a massive line. Alexa was more ready to be out of her diaper than even get her luggagge by the time they got to the front. "If you're here about your luggagge Miss, I regret to..." The man said, informing them of that which they already knew. Carol replied. "Fine. I'd like two persons luggage to be directed towards..." Carol gave her address. "...Alexa Johnson and Carol Simons." "Understood ma'am. We will be delievering it as soon as possible." He said, anticpating their next question. "The earliest will be in two to three business days, at the latest, seven to ten business days." Carol nearly replied, but caught herself. There was no point in arguing. Lexi needed a change, and her husband sitll was driving around to pick them up. "Let's go Lexi." Carol said, taking her to the nearest family bathroom, she locked the door. 'Toilet out of commission' read a hastily scribbled sign above a tapped off toilet in the room. "Uh, before we change you, it's about a hour ride to my house from the airport. Do you need to use the bathroom before we go?" Carol said, not looking forward to possibly explaining why a 24 year old was using a diaper in the back of their car. She had said the girl was shy, but wouldn't leak such personal information. Alexa tried to think a bit, she did feel like she needed to go. Not terribly, but she definitely could use the bathroom eventually. "Yeah." Alexa said, shame only giving her a dusty rose on the cheeks. "I'll go use one of the bathroom stalls." "Honestly, you already used that diaper, right? You'd have to go over or come back to the bathroom in the bluff if you take off a diaper. Could just go in it again. Might be quicker." Carol said, trying to speed things along. Alexa blushed, just a bit ashamed at the idea of purposely using her diaper. Sure, it was for accidents. But she never was one to purposely be lazy and use it. Only when she couldn't hold it. She didn't even know if she could purposely use her diaper if she tried. "Alright, I, uhm, I'll just use my..." Alexa said, not finishing the sentence. Carol finished it for her. "Use your diaper. It counts as using the toilet since you knew. Not that I'm keeping score." Carol said whimsically, causing laugh from even the ashamed Alexa. Right. She could do it. Closing her eyes, she pushed on her bladder and bowels. Release. Both protested. They went into toilets, or accidently into diapers, not into diapers on purpose. Especially not standing up. Alexa tried her best, giving several unfeminine grunts, but she was unable to go. Carol watched, fascinated by how adorable Alexa looked. Eyes scrunched, tongue out, mini squatting. One thing was obvious to anyone looking: she was trying to use her diapers. Trying, but failing. "Lexi, just bend a bit more hun. Relax your back." Carol said, trying not to think how absurd it might sound to anyone that the person in front of her was 24. Being coached to use a diaper. And failing at following the coaching. After a few minutes of exasperated groans, Alexa opened her eyes. "I can't. I can't do it." Alexa said. "You can. Shut your eyes. Come with me." Carol said, turning on a dribble from the tap and pulling Alexa to in front of the sectioned off toilet. Squatting the girl down as much as possible, she got her right above the toilet bowl. "Stay still. You're on a potty. Go." Carol said, pushing lightly on Alexa's stomach. Whatever magic Carol had worked made Alexa flood the diaper, as the backside sagged down. The booster pads sucked up the overflowing liquid. Alexa voided whatever was left in her stomach, and gave a satisfied groan once she was done. "I'm....done." She said, still ashamed of purposely using her diapers. "Good job. I'm proud of you for making the big girl decision and thinking ahead." Carol said, hugging the girl. As she was smooshing Alexa's face between her breasts, Carol pulled the dress up to examine the back of the diaper. Jesus. That girl had done some work on it, sagging like it was. Not at capacity, but definitely not designed for whatever Alexa was eating. Changing Alexa was easy for the both of them. Carol went a bit more indepth then Alexa was used too, using the wipes to clean deeply into her vagina and butt crack, but she was using her phone. No protest arose from her as her crotch was covered in baby oil, anti-rash cream, and baby powder. Pulling up the diaper cover, Carol made sure everything was inline. Once she knew it was, she helped Alexa off the table and gave her the bags. "You sit with our bags real quick. I have to use the restroom myself." Carol said, dashing to the Female Restrooms. Alexa felt just a bit patronized, realizing she probably could've gone to the bathrooms, but had willingly chose to use the diaper anyway. Whatever, it was best not to think negative. Finding Carol's husband was easy enough, as he was driving what looked to be a very nice car. In a nice polo, khakis, and cool aviators, he pulled up to the girls on the sidewalk. Carol sat in the front, and Alexa in the back. The couple made up for their missing time with more then enough romantic kissing in the front, and Alexa felt like she wasn't even there on some level. Carol stopped as the man was grabbing her breast, pushing him back a bit. "Alexa, this is Paul. Paul, this is Alexa. The Software Developer who's here on business." Carol said, as the man turned back to her. His handsomeness was breathtaking, with a chiseled jaw and perfectly shaped face. He greeted Alexa, putting out his hand. Alexa, not knowing what to do, put hers out, receiving a kiss on the hand. "Ah, the girl who has taken care of my wife for the past two days! A full time job, if you don't mind me saying." He said, causing all three to laugh. If only Paul knew...thought both Carol and Alexa. They got on the highway, and Alexa enjoyed the adult conversation she had with the couple. Even dressed as she was, she felt more like an adult then usual, as she discussed current events and the like. Flashing red lights came from behind the car after Paul floored it. Pulling off to the side, all the passengers mood changed to annoyance. "License and registration, please." The stocky female office said to Paul. They had been after the handsome man, it seemed. Alexa sat in the back, meekly and trying not to take up any more space than necessary. Once everything checked out, the officer made one last glance into the car. "Just a speeding ticket today sir. Now, if you don't mind me asking, could you roll your back window down?" Paul did so, eager to not displease the officer. She stared at Alexa, looking her up and down. "Hi there sweetie. You should be in a car seat, don't you think?" "Uh, ma'am. She's 24. I don't think she is in need of a car seat, or that tone." Carol said, annoyed at having been pulled over in the first place. Now, her friend was being disrespected like that. "Oh. Apologies, Miss..." Alexa gave her last name. "Johnson. But, state law is that anyone who's feet can't touch the floor of the backseat need some form of extra protection in case of a wreck." "That's frankly ridcolous. She's an adult. A belt is fine, is it not?" Paul said, annoyance evident in his voice. "I don't make the laws, I just enforce them sir." The officer said, shrugging her shoulders. "Now, I could write you a ticket for improper driving, since you have someone improperly secured in your vehicle. Or, I can accompany you to make sure you get a car seat for her." "I'd like a supervisor, please. That law doesn't sound right. An adult in a car seat?" Carol said. The supervisor agreed with the lower ranking officer. "I'm sorry ma'am. It's a law from the 60's. We have to enforce it, even if it makes no sense in this case. A Booster seat should be fine." "This is absurd. I mean, she's an adult who can drive a vehicle, but has to be in a booster seat?" Paul said, as Alexa shrank further into her seat. He sounded pissed, just if only out of the principle of it. "Besides, it's about like two damn inches off the ground. Come on." "Paul, relax." Carol said. He took a breath, and the officers explained they could follow him to a nearby store to get a booster seat for Alexa. All parties, except Alexa, were in agreement with the plan. She was rightfully horrified at the prospect of being stuck in a booster seat in the back of a vehicle. Arriving to the closet store, Carol went in with the officers to get a booster seat. Paul stayed in the car with Alexa, her discomfort obvious. "I'm sorry about this. I really am." He said. Alexa accepted his apology, but told him it wasn't his fault. The two talked a bit about business, which calmed the man down minorly, and which distracted Alexa. "Hop out Alexa. I tried to get you the most comfortable version, even if this was stupid." Carol said, opening up the box. Paul and the officers helped to get the thing set up, as Alexa stood on the sidelines. Carol watched with her, rubbing her back. They finished after a few minutes of wrangling it around, and Paul gestured to Alexa. "Here, Alexa. It should be good now. Sit in it." Alexa got in the car, and tried her best to be comfortable in the seat. It fit her decently, the only part which was awkward was the diaper, which made the entire seat feel just a bit smushed. Moving to get herself comfortable, Alexa gave the thumbs up to the group. "Uh, well, she has to be buckled into it to be safe, right?" The supervisor said, causing the lower ranking officer to agree. Paul rolled his eyes, and pulled the two vertical belts up. Alexa's dress got caught on it, exposing her pink diaper cover to the world, worsened by the fact that Alexa's feet were already spread by the booster clubs poor ergonomic design. No one said anything about it as Paul clicked the two belts into place. "Happy?" Paul said, ready for this to be done. The supervisor leaned over, looking Alexa up and down, and definitely spotting her diaper cover. Noticing a clip near the head, the officer put it into place, running horizontal across her forehead, forcing her against the cushion of the Booster Seat. "Great. We are in compliance with the code now. Have a good day, you two." The officers said, heading out from the scene with no further comment, not even to hand Paul his speeding ticket. Both Carol and Paul got back in the car and looked back at Alexa. Carol spoke up first. "Sorry about that mess. What a waste of time. Let me undo the headstrap." Carol's breasts covered Alexa's sight as she popped the forehead belt off, which let her relax her neck. "I knew I needed tinted windows." Paul said as they pulled out of the parking lot for the shop. "I promise you, our entire community aren't pricks like them. You comfortable back there Alexa?" Alexa squeaked a raspy 'Yes'. Pulling her dress down was near impossible, as the belts kept wanting it to go up, and the stupid leg positioning made it impossible not to show off her underwear. If she were wearing panties with no bulk to them, it would've been no problem, but the poorly designed nature of them made it impossible to hide. Thankfully, neither Paul nor Carol looked back at the girl, especially Paul. Alexa would've been horrified if he knew she wore diapers. Paul took it slow, stopping off just a bit before his home to get ice cream. Alexa was more then happy to make the stop, especially since she could drowned her embarrassment in a pint of ice cream. Carol shot a glance back at Alexa, realizing the girl's underwear were exposed to the entire world, and Alexa wasn't even fidgeting to cover them. Ignoring it, Carol thought about what ice cream she would want. "This place is great. On me." Paul said, looking back at Alexa. They went through the drive through, and Alexa felt like she could nearly die of shame as one of the workers came up to her window to ask her order. The girl smiled at her, clearly evaluating her to be a child. Parking the car, Paul rolled the windows down to let a breeze in; their ice cream all came out quickly, and Alexa briefly forgot she even was in a car seat as she ate the deluxe banana split. Paul and Carol merely got an ice cream cone, and as they were eating, a bit dripped on Carol's upper bosom. "Let me clean that for you.' Paul said flirtatiously, forgetting Alexa was even strapped in the back. Licking his wife's chest, he ran his tongue further up her neck, until it went into a full kiss. Alexa enjoyed her ice cream as the two in the front made out with each other, acting as if they had both come back from a war. They stopped, eventually, which Alexa was thankful for. Alexa was surprised at how nice of a house they had. Not just surprised, astounded. Gated community, two stories, swimming pool in the back, 3 car garage. It was in stark contrast to Alexa's flat. By the time they had gotten back, the sun had set, and Alexa was yawning. Jet lag was catching up with her and Carol both. Carol showed her around the place, seemingly happy to have a guest at the home. "We haven't had much of any gatherings since all my sons moved out." The basement was an entertainment zone, the 1st floor having a lounge air and the kitchen, with a guest bedroom currently being renovated. The second floor had two offices, and two bedrooms. Carol showed Alexa the boys old room, still having a bunk bed proudly jutting out. "Alright, we can tour more tomorrow." Carol said, sitting on the edge of the bed as Alexa took a spot on the computer chair. "I'd like that." Alexa said, smiling. "Tomorrow is my last day off. My presentation is the next day. I really do appreciate you letting me stay over here." "Really, it's no hassle." Carol said, looking like she could pass out on the very bed she sat on. "I just remembered!" Alexa said, panic filling her heart for a brief moment. "My business clothes. I can't go to the presentation looking like this! Shit, I'll have to go shopping tomorrow..." Yawning, Carol replied. "I have a friend who runs a boutique. She'll help you out. For now, don't worry about it. Serious question time." Alexa stared at her. "Sure, what's up?" "Have you ever overflowed your diapers and wet a mattress? I think I still have plastic sheets from years ago, so please don't be bashful." Alexa felt a bit shocked by the question. Alexa tried to think. There was that one time at camp...but that was a long time ago. A year ago she had after drinking with all her coworkers....a few weeks before this flight after she had drank at home after hearing she'd be flying halfway across the world. Red filled her face as she thought of it, and she put a hand on her face. It wasn't common, but it definitely wasn't impossible. "I...don't often. But I have." Alexa said, causing Carol to nod. "Got it. No reason to be ashamed Lexi, it happens. 'sides, you'll be safe in your diapers." Carol said, going near to the door. "Search through the bag for anything pajamas or something. If you can't find some, I'll russle up something." Alexa nodded, looking through Joan's bag. A onesie. In a Ziploc bag labeled 'Joan's Sleepy', and with a pair of cute little bunny slippers. It was bunny themed, having a little pink puff ball like a PlayBoy bunny at the butt, with a zipper discretely hidden at the butt flag. A zipper ran down the front so she could get in, and the hood had big floppy bunny ears. All in all, it would look adorable, and felt incredibly soft to Alexa's touch. Shutting the door, Alexa stripped out of the dress and tights, folding them neatly. Her shoes were put near the pile, and she worked the headband off, undoing the ponytail. Sliding one foot into the onesie, she danced around to get the thing slid up. After a bit of struggle, she got it zipped up and on her body. Ignoring the bulge of the diaper, it looked quite cute, and Alexa found herself posing in the mirror. Her usual shorts and a t-shirt couldn't compare to the comfort of this. "Aw, that's adorable. Your butt flaps open though Lexi." Carol said, having got in the room without notice. Looking back desperately, Alexa realized the woman had just been messing with her. She got a jokingly hurt look. "Sorry, I just had to!" Carol came back with the plastic sheet, getting some help from Alexa to put it on the bed. Once it was on, Carol showed her where the bathroom was, gave her some toiletries, and showed her how to get some water in the night if she needed. Right outside Alexa's new door, Carol smiled at the adorable girl. "I'm glad we sat next to each other and met." Carol said, hugging the drowsy girl. "Now, get your butt to bed missy!" Carol said, wagging her finger and patting Alexa's butt, causing both girls to giggle and head their separate ways. Alexa laid on the bed, enjoying the comfort of a pillow. She snapped a quick pic to Devin, feeling cute, but soon put her phone down. Sleep came before she could shut the light off. Carol opened the door a few minutes later, observing the sleeping Alexa, and letting her sleep in darkness. Alexa awoke, feeling a pain in her bladder. Confused where she was, and the fact that she heard voices in the room next door, it took her a second to remember she was at Carol's. Right. The pillow beckoned her back to sleep, but the audible voices kept her awake. "What if she's awake babe..." The masculine, deep voice said. It was Paul's voice, undoubtedly. "She isn't. I just checked. Out like a light. Come on." A sultry voice said, which Alexa realized was Carol's. They weren't...oh god. Why did she have to wake up right when they wanted to have sex!?!? Alexa bit her lip, and turned into the pillow. Back to sleep it was. Her bladder could wait. A moan came through the house, then another. Routine slapping soon followed, and Alexa realized even the padding of the pillow couldn't protect her ears. Not able to find her headphones, she tried using two pillows to hide herself from the noise, and focus on not having an accident. They helped, and slowly, Alexa realized they had stopped. Putting the pillows down, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Round 2?" Paul's voice said. "Fuck, yes." Carol said, as they went back to their moans and rhythmic movement. Alexa covered her head with the pillow again, still failing at blocking the noise at all. Alexa felt her bladder stirring, and she squeezed her legs together. She could hold out. Squeezed legs shut, pillows over the ears. She could not hold out. A loud feminine moan broke her concentration, and before Alexa knew what was happening, she felt pee filling the diaper. Thankfully, it was just pee. The banana split hadn't worked its way through her yet. As both Carol and Paul came down from their orgasms, Alexa came down from filling her diaper, the warm glow surrounding her waist. She tried not to think too deeply on the fact that she was in a bed, on plastic sheets, filling a baby's undergarment, as right next door, someone was getting to experience the most adult behavior possible.... Alexa's concentration on blocking out the noise made her fall back into a restful sleep. The warmth certainly helped. Giving it one more go, she finally got a response when Alexa opened her eyes, blinking and confused. Taking a few seconds, she slowly came to the land of the living. "What's up?" Alexa said, rubbing the crusties out of her eyes. She could use a shower. "Well, I figured you would want a shower and some breakfast before we go clothes hunting for you." Carol said, sitting in the chair. Alexa's slightly squeamish face told Carol all she needed to know regarding whether or not she had an accident. "Showers in the bathroom I showed you last night. Just call me whenever you need diapered, Paul isn't home. I'll look through that bag to find something to fit you." Alexa nodded, too crusty and exhausted to do anything but waddle her way to the shower. The onesie came off with just a bit of struggle, and the diaper made a solid thud when it hit the ground, evidence that she wet. Alexa kicked them aside, and used the toilet. Hoping into the shower, she enjoyed the warm water rushing over her, removing the stale pee which had clung to her body. Not having any product, Alexa only did a quick rinse of her hair, mostly just standing under the warm water. As she washed her face, in a lapse of judgement, one of her contacts was flushed from her eye, followed by the other shortly after. Unable to do much, she continued with her shower uninhibited. Carol checked through the bag, finally settling on an outfit that she was sure would satisfy Alexa. A pair of overalls that stopped at the thigh, with a cute shirt underneath. It was labeled 'Joana Play Outfit' in the Ziploc bag. Carol took it out putting the panties back in the bag, and collected the neatly folded dress and tights. A knock on the bathroom door got Alexa out of her shower mode. Right. She had to get dressed and ready to shop for some business clothes. Getting out of the shower, she dried herself off and wrapped the towel around her midsection, opening the door a crack to let Carol in. "Got a good outfit for you. Comfy." Carol said, pulling Alexa out of the bathroom and into her room. Laying her down on the carpet, she changed the girl after oiling and powdering her up. A new blue and white striped diaper cover came up, and Alexa sat on the edge of the bed. To think last night, there had been....here.... And she was sitting on the bed to get put into kids sized overalls and a cute shirt. Carol helped her pull the denim up and get everything right. By the end, Alexa was dressed like one might expect someone dressed by their mother to be. The diapers bulge was more evident then yesterday, with the butt and front of the overalls distended. The leg portion only went down to her thighs, showing off a good portion of her pasty legs and arms, and without a bra, Alexa was flatter than a board. "There we go. I'm going to make breakfast. Any requests?" Carol said, with Alexa shaking her head. "Whatever you think is good. Could I use your computer possibly? Without my laptop, I can't really access my work stuff." Alexa asked, following Carol into one of the offices. Logged in, she was able to access her emails and work website, which was an immediate relief to her. The woman who took her bag had responded, with Alexa eagerly clicking the new notification. 'Ms. Johnson, Call me at ##-####-####-#### if possible. I'd appreciate it. Don't worry about possible time differences, I just want to establish a vocal rapport.' Alexa's vision blurred the numbers together, reminding her to go check that bag for her contact case. No dice. Even a check of Carol's bag produced nothing but her glasses case. Black nerd frames. Better then nothing, she supposed. Besides, she had contacts in her luggage, for situations just like this. Pushing the bridge of the glasses upwards, Alexa dialed the supplied number. Hopefully, this would end the whole email exchange and get her the bag back. "Hello, who is this?" A very matronly voice said over the phone, with the background noise being the skittering of children. "This is Alexa Johnson. We've been emailing back and forth about our bag swap." Alexa said, squirming in her chair. Phonecalls were not her favourite thing. "Oh, Ms. Johnson, I'm glad to hear from you! Now, I know you got me the address to send your bag, and I gave you the address to send mine." The voice said, sounding much more nice, but no less stern. "I noticed we're only about a hour or so away from each other! Fancy that, right?" Alexa felt her tongue run over her lips, a bit nervous at whatever this woman might say next. "R-right. I can send it through mail, that's no problem." "Oh, no need to waste time. Listen, how about I call you later and we figure out which one of us is driving to who. Sorry, I have to get the kids dressed for school, not much time." Her voice said. "Gre-great. Yeah that works." Alexa said, as the phone line went dead. Damnit. The last thing she really wanted to do was meet the woman who's kids clothes she been wearing for the past two days, and who's diapers had been more then well used. "Lexi! Breakfast is ready." Carol's voice said, causing Alexa's tummy to rumble. Breakfast was a veritable delight on its own, and Alexa sat at the table after thirds feeling more than full. Alexa's only complaint was the spice level of it, with Carol using more spices then she was used to. It sat funny in her stomach, especially the breakfast burritos, but the rush to go buy clothes made her forget about that. "Let me grab my bag real quick." Carol said, letting Alexa to message Devin in the lounge area. Once Carol was back, the two headed to Carol's car. Originally, Alexa was getting to sit in shotgun, but Carol frowned. "You can't, remember. I'm sorry but the Community Directors might shoot me for violating a stupid law." Carol said, giving her a frown and getting a laugh from Alexa. Carol's tits covered her vision as she strapped Alexa into the booster seat, making sure her legs were comfortable in it. "You forgot you water bottle by the way. Here you go." With the handoff, Carol sat in her seat. First, to the boutique. Driving in a new country was exciting to Alexa, especially now that she was much less jet lagged and not thinking about lost luggage. Whatever the case, the rolling country side and beautiful mountains allowed Alexa to relax and forget about all her worries. Soon enough, they pulled into a very chic shopping centre, filled with small, expensive looking coffee shops, salons, and many, many clothing joints. Weirdly enough, the centre was outside the city, so it was surrounded by wilderness. Carol parked the car, getting out to help Alexa once again. Without fail, her chest was back in Alexa's face as she undid the straps. Tottering out of the car, Alexa followed behind Carol after she grabbed her rectangular bag. The store they were entering, 'La Flamme' looked to be a business clothes store, if pricey. Carol knocked at the locked door, and Alexa stood there awkwardly. "Car, Car, come in, come in." The flamboyant, extravagantly dressed man welcomed the two of them in. He neither look nor sounded sophisticated, but his fine suit made him quite handsome. "And might you be the reason we are here today, little lady?" "I am. Uh, yes." Alexa said, shaking his hand. "I need some business clothing for a presentation tomorrow." "Ah, yes, yes. Let me lock the door please. Please ladies, make yourselves at home." He said, locking the deadbolt and taking a seat with the two women. "So, you have a very cute, waifish style. Might we reflect that in your clothes?" The man said, standing up to think. "Yes, yes. I believe I know exactly the business look for you dear. Now, if you would strip behind the screen for us, we can begin trying on your new digs." Alexa looked at Carol for a bit of help, but she gave her a reassuring smile. "He's helping Lexi. I'll be here the entire time, no worries." Alexa nodded, and began to take off the overalls. The thought of this man seeing her diaper terrified her a bit, but she was reassured by the screen and the hope of privacy. After nearly two hours of trying on, taking off, and repeating the process, Alexa was sick of clothes in general. It had started off more then well, as the man gave her mostly normal blouses and slacks. Following that came pencil skirts and pleated skirts, which stretched the boundary of business wear. Near the end, business wasn't even a thought for either Carol or the man. Alexa was trying on prissy and frilly dresses, things one might wear to church for Easter. Following that was a barrage of trendy kids outfits, with Alexa even trying on a few 'luxury' onesies and one-pieces. The entire time, the man made no comment at all about her diapers, much to the thanks of both women. By the end, Alexa was at her breaking point. The first 5 outfits were enough, more than enough in fact. Sitting down after the 4th sundress, both Carol and the boutique owner frowned. He was enjoying trying fashion ideas on an unusual body type, and Carol was enjoying playing dressup after years of never getting it with her boys. But, both knew she was done, and didn't press her further. "Would you like to wear any of those out?" The boutique owner asked, as Alexa gave herself one last glance in the business outfit. Professional, sleek, and more refined then her usual style. Whatever this would do to her bank account she shuddered from, but it was a beautiful outfit, perfect for a formal presentation. "Sure, let me have the flats, stockings, and the skirt with the fleece and camisole." Alexa said, having liked that outfit. She wasn't a fan of skirts, but she did found the outfit super comfy, and since sweatpants weren't on the menu, she made do. The requested items were passed over to Alexa, who took off the business clothes, heels first. Carol came around the screen, helping Alexa with the stockings. They were adorable little black cat stockings, with cat faces at the mid-thigh ending. The flats came next, and the sunflower covered skirt, finally, the camisole with a cute pink fleece. The camisole gave Alexa the impression of a bar, which she realized she hadn't worn in a few days, and the fleece was just plain comfy. It looked adorable with the skirt, and Alexa twirled in front of the mirror. The only worry, of course, was the potential of her diaper being seen from the skirt. Thankfully, this one was long enough that the concern was unwarranted. If it sagged a bit low, maybe that'd be in realm of possibility. Giving a twirl to the smiling Carol, Alexa left from behind the screen, ready to pay. She and Carol sorted through all the outfits she had tried on, with Carol coaxing her to take all of the outfits; Alexa relented, and met her in the middle with a majority of the outfits being added to the 'take home' pile. "I have my own clothes. I don't need that many clothes." Alexa said, hoping to cool Carol down a bit. "Right, I just figured you'd like to try on something different then your normal wear." Carol said, sorting out a pile. A thought popped in Alexa's mind briefly. "Uhm, I didn't realize till now, but I need to get some undies." Alexa whispered behind the screen, hoping to at least have a few pairs of panties. She never really could wear them, but she did like to try them on every so often, it reminded her what she should work towards. "Don't worry, we'll buy you more underwear later in the day. Are you dry?" Carol said, prompting a reassured nod from Alexa. "Great, now, I wanted to try on some outfits too. Could you be a dear and run to the coffee shop across the street? Get yourself whatever you want. Large black coffee, clever style for me. If Beatrix is there, tell her I said hello." Carol put a few bills into Alexa's hand. "Got it, I'll be right back!" Alexa said. "Thanks for helping me with outfits today." Alexa gave Carol a hug, then bounded out of the boutique. Carol watched her skirt swish back and forth as she ran with all the energy a kid might, and the lack of foresight to stop her skirt from flashing her diaper once or twice. Walking across the street, Alexa considered what else she had to do today. Check on her presentation, call the lady back, and talk to Devin. Get some underwear too, and another bra. Having made her priority list, Alexa walked with the confidence of someone who's life was in order. "I'll take a large...uh, clever. And your pumpkin spice latte please..." Alexa said, standing at the counter. Looking at the display of the cafe's baked goods, Alexa stared at them; with no one in line, she got to have a through inspection of the sweets. Deciding on a pastry, she asked for that as well. "You on a coffee run for mommy?" The girl at the counter asked after giving the total to Alexa. Shaking her head, Alexa tried her best to remain serious. "No, just for me and a friend." Alexa took the pastry and change, sitting down in one of the seats. Remembering Carol's friend, she went back to the counter, much shyer. "Is Beatrix here? Carol says..." "She is. Let me go find her for you cutie." The girl at the counter said before Alexa could finish. Sitting back down, Alexa fiddled and played with her phone as she waited for the woman. Eventually, an average height, older woman came from the back with the barista from the front. "I heard you wanted me?" The woman's voice said from behind Alexa, grabbing her the instant Alexa heard the voice. Alexa squeaked, more shrill than a mouse, and felt a large burst of pee flow into her diaper. "Oh, Carol told me to tell you hi if I saw you." Alexa said, taking another bite from her pastry. "Carol, Carol Simons?" Alexa affirmed it. "Are you her niece? Here on vacation?" "Uhm, no. I'm on a business trip here." Alexa said, swinging her feet back and forth from the stool. Why did everyone always have to think she was a kid? "Aw, that's adorable. Business to visit your auntie?" Beatrix said, not buying that the person in front of her was anything but a child, or that she could be on a 'business trip'. "I'm 24, I'm just friends with Carol." Alexa said, producing her ID for the woman. "Oh, well, uh, my apologies." The woman said, scratching the back of her head. How was the person in front of her 24? Taking a seat, she watched the girl bound up to grab her drink, sipping it in relief. Making conversation with the girl as she waited for Carol's drink was quite easy, but Beatrix still felt quite bad about scaring the kid, then treating her like that. Promising to make it up to her, she offered the girl a complimentary smoothie. Alexa left with her and Carol's coffee, and a nice large protein powered papaya smoothie, feeling a bit better. The smoothie tasted delicious, and Alexa was more focused on sucking it down then her previous, (minor) accident. Beatrix watched the girl leave her café, confused at the whole encounter. "How does this look on me Lexi?" Carol asked as Alexa came back, in a more than revealing skin tight one piece. It looked amazing, and Alexa stumbled on her words. "You look hot Carol, if I'm being truthful." Alexa replied, handing the coffee to Carol and explaining what had happened at the cafe. Carol, seeming not to believe Alexa, checked her diaper without so much as asking, remarking afterwards. "Oh, just a bit of pee. Let's wait till you use it later." Alexa sat behind the screen with Carol, helping her to try on her assorted outfits as she drank down her smoothie and latte. Really, she was just there to judge and help Carol with the zippers or the like. Eventually, Carol got to a few dresses where she didn't need a bra, so Alexa helped with that. Carol acted like it was no big deal at all for Alexa to see her breasts, and actually asked her opinion on them. Dresses moved into thongs and lingerie, and ALexa was reminded of the fact that Carol had said she'd get underwear later. Why not here? The lingerie looked expensive, and made Carol even hotter than normal, with the thongs doing her justice. More then once Alexa was the decider on what Paul would like, being asked which set made her breasts look better, then her butt. "Alright, could you grab that pink pair real quick Lexi." Carol asked, with Alexa bending at the waist to grab it. Reaching for it, she let her diaper on full display, the blue and white stripes moving as she reached for it. Dressup time soon finished, and Alexa was more than happy to be done. Seeing Carol naked for close to a hour was not the highlight of her day, especially when you were dealing with someone as hot as that. After helping her make her final decisions, Alexa went to the counter with Carol, getting ready to take her card out. The owner didn't so much as look at her, taking Carol's card only. Alexa tried to stutter something out and ask to pay. Neither listened, and soon they were back in the car, putting the bags away. "You didn't have to do that Carol. I'll pay my half." Alexa said, never being one who liked things bought for them. "Listen, it's no biggie. He owes me a favor and a half, so I get a very, very favorable discount." Carol said as the last bag of clothes was loaded in, next to Alexa's booster seat. Alexa was intrigued. "What'd you do to get a discount like that?" Alexa asked, confused. "Hooked him up with his wife, she is one of my friends." Carol said as the two stood in front of the car. Clapping her hands, Carol remembered Alexa asking for underwear earlier. "You wanted undergarments. Let's go buy you some." Alexa perked up at hearing that. "I'll be honest Carol, when I said underwear, I meant the stuff you were wearing earlier....you know, not diapers." Alexa said, stopping Carol from her 4th look at the swimming diapers. Alexa pulled Carol's hand, hoping to direct her away from the diapers. They had gone into a kids clothing store, and of course, Carol went to the aisle with underwear - which included pullups, diapers, and super cute pairs of panties. Alexa loved the look of some of them, and wanted Carol to look at those, not what she wore at the moment. "Oh Lexi, I'm so sorry, I thought you were talking about your diapers. We could've bought you something back at the boutique...." Carol said, rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment at her mistake. "Well, let's find you some undies here at least." With how frequently she had accidents, she wasn't sure of the usefulness of panties, but to each their own. The packs of assorted underwear ranged from neutral tones and colors, to adorable designs. Carol loved the one design which the days of the week in black text across the underwear, Alexa was busy looking at one with cute little hearts. These were definitely kid underwear, but they looked too cute not to buy a pair, Alexa reasoned. "How about you get a pack or two, and then we can get your diapers." Carol said, helping Alexa to pick out the ones she wanted, she went with the two aforementioned, and some with bunnies on them. Alexa felt warm inside, the hope of finally getting near the chance of working her way to the underwear she had just bought. Following behind, Alexa helped pick out some pull-ups with some cute designs on them, and helped Carol load booster pads and some diapers into the cart. A thought popped into Alexa's mind, and she blushed a bit at having to ask Carol. "I was, well I was hoping to get something like the nightie you were trying on. Not just, you know, kids panties." Alexa said, having liked the adult look of them. Carol stopped walking in the next aisle. "Here we go, some cute nighties just like you were asking about!" Carol said, smiling obliviously to Alexa as she pulled a few off the rack and put them on the edge of the cart. Comparing them against Alexa, she took a couple and put them into the cart. "I sorta meant a sexy version...You know, like you were wearing" Alexa frowned and whispered to Carol, who nodded in understanding. "My bad. Before we leave the shopping centre, remind me, and I'll get you something." Carol said, distracted by the next aisle of camisoles and training bras. A pack of those camis into the cart. Alexa smiled, and followed Carol around the store, not really making note of the purchases. Carol was thinking, sure, Alexa was only here for a bit, but better to have too much then too little, she supposed. Two changing pads, one for the car, one for the house, some new diaper changing supplies, a swim and shower cap, plus a few diaper covers, and swimming diapers. That all about did it for what Carol was hoping to get. They were out of the store before Alexa realized it, walking back to the car as she flirted with Devin. Carol didn't need much help with the bags, preferring to let Alexa fiddle with her phone while she arranged everything in the backseat. "Lexi, you said you have an important meeting tomorrow, right?" Carol said, finally having got the bags put away and sorted. "Right. It's really my whole reason for the trip." Alexa said, the warm fall air giving her a good breeze. It contrasted nicely with her still damp and warm diaper. "Well, do you want to go to a hairdresser? I was going to go anyway, but I figured you could come with." Carol said, grabbing the ends of her copper hair. "I have to get some light work done." Alexa thought about, playing with her golden blonde hair. She wasn't big on going to a hairdresser, especially one in a fancy spot like this, but it did sound like a good idea. Look professional, right? "Sure! I could use a clean up." The salon was about a 5 minute walk for the women, and Alexa contemplated what she'd ask them to do. Probably just like Carol said, a clean up. "Carol, Carol, welcome back." The short, busty woman at the front desk said, her green hair in a bun. "Who might you be sweetie?" "I'm Alexa, nice to meet you." Alexa said, smiling at the assisstant. People sure were nice here. "We were both hoping to get some work done on our hair. When can you fit us in today?" Carol said, playing with her own hair by twirling it in her fingers. "Actually, you caught us at a good time. Right now would work for the both of you." The girl said, then gesturing to Alexa. "What will she be doing today?" "Whatever she wants to do is fine by me. It's her hair." Carol said, interested what Alexa might do. Hopefully, she'd change it up from just a blonde ponytail. Alexa followed the women, but an older lady touched her shoulder. "Hey hun, we have a kid section this way. Just follow me." Alexa replied, annoyed a bit. Carol and the woman had already disappeared into the back of the salon, so she was on her own. "I'm not a kid, I'm-..." "You're right, you're a young woman. Sorry dear, I know I have to mind my terms." The late middle-age woman said, pulling Alexa past the room with Carol and the woman in it. "Now, your mom said you already had an idea of what'd you like to do. Will we be dyeing our hair today?" Alexa was seated in a stylists chair, in a room which looked to be specifically designed for smaller customers. It was a lot more cutesy then the rest of the salon, with murals decorating the walls, and more popping colors. "What do you think would look good?" Alexa said, not an expert on hair; this woman was, so she could most likely help her make a choice. "Oh, that's a great question hun. Honestly, I think you'd look perfect with just about any color." The woman said, giving her a smile. "But, Golden blonde isn't the most in season with fall. What about a strawberry blonde, or some copper tones?" "I guess, but couldn't that damage my hair?" Alexa asked, wondering if the rumors she had read online were true. "Oh no! Very safe, that was back when I was a little kiddie like you that it hurt your hair." The woman smiled. "So, strawberry blonde it is. Now, you'll have to sit still for a bit. We have some headphones and music if you'd like to listen and relax while I work, and some cartoons on the TV." Alexa began to respond, not all that settled on choosing to dye her hair, but the woman walked off to go confirm with mom. Popping to offered earbuds in and connecting to her phone, Alexa relaxed to her music for a second. "She's going strawberry blonde? That sounds like a good choice." Carol said, surprised Alexa even was getting her hair dyed. The hairdresser nodded. Coming back to Alexa, the hairdresser walked in on her with her eyes half opened, listening to music and watching the cartoons on the television. Kids, she supposed, never changed. By the time Alexa realized someone was even back, water was running through her hair, and she felt a hand rubbing against her scalp roughly. It felt amazing, like the massage she had at the airport lounge, but concentrated on a smaller space. Alexa's eyes faded and flickered. Riding the wave and listening along to her music, Alexa relaxed the muscles in her body, feeling herself go limp in the chair. The hairdresser smiled, knowing her magic was good enough to put some kids right into nap time. Beginning the process of rubbing the chemicals into her hair, Alexa felt a fine comb running against her scalp. It made her feel electric. Meanwhile, her gut rumbled, having had its fill of coffee, shakes, and breakfast. Some part of Alexa's part urged her to release another muscle. In her mind, it was a pain that was nagging at her from afar. Justifying releasing it was easy, and in very little time at all, Alexa felt a warm mush move into her diaper, filling the backside to its brim. The booster pad got a fair share of work as it sucked down another burst. Alexa's shapes had faded from the front, and back was translucent and obviously full. With the relaxing and emptying of her stomach, Alexa felt herself falling asleep. Warmness hit her, and then she was out like a light. "Only about 10 more minutes, then we can take the foil off." The hairdresser said to Carol, who stood at the door watching Alexa. Her haircut was done, after 45 minutes, but Alexa's hadn't even started. Looking at the passed out girl with the foil wrapped around her head, Carol found it hard not too feel a pang of motherly connection. "While we wait, can I get my nails done? Toes too, I suppose." Carol said, not having planned on it but fine with it anyway. "French tips." The stylist nodded, and they left Alexa alone to stew in her dirty diaper. "Hey sweetie, your foil is off. Time to wake up." The woman said, shaking Alexa. The young girl awoke with a gasp, and looked into the mirror. The hair looked, without a doubt, absolutely amazing. At least by Alexa's standards. A perfect mix of strawberry and blonde, just a bit more copperish. It framed her very well, and she thought it made her look cute. It did make her cute, and to the hairdresser, she looked like a girl excited to show off her new hair to her friends. Alexa poured out profuse thanks to the lady, preening herself in front of the mirror. "Now, we got it dyed. What will you be doing for the styling today?" The woman said, happy to have satisfied the girl. The smell of hair dye reeked in the room, and Alexa herself felt dizzy. Maybe she should just ask the lady her thoughts. Especially since her head felt horrible right now. You made a great choice with color. What do you think would be a fall friendly, but professional style?" Alexa asked, still amazed at the shift from blonde she had. "Awh, thank you sweetpea. I'd have to think. You have a nice amount of hair, and I'd hate to cut any of it. What if we give you some curls, and a cute pair of bangs in the front?" The woman said, as Alexa blinked rapidly. "Curls. I've never tried those." Alexa said, closing her eyes to catch herself. Her headache worsened a bit, and she tried not to pass out. She failed, relaxing into the chair at the first touch into her scalp, working her bottom into the messy diaper. The haircut itself was quick, just a few snips to give Alexa bangs that reached right to her eyebrows. What took long was the curlers portion, taking close to half a hour just to let the curlers set. Alexa slept better than a baby during that, only waking up when she felt someone messing with her fingers, seeing Carols face, she went back to sleep. "Sure, doing her nails while we wait for the curlers is fine with me. Do some of those cute pink gel ones with flowers or something, she'd like that." Carol said, hoping she had made a good read of Alexa's taste. The room stunk in here, mixing Alexa's accident with the remaining bleach to create an odor Carol wasn't eager to be around. Going outside the salon, she called her husband and waited for her friend. Alexa awoke to being stood up by a few of the women. A full length mirror was in front of her, and her glasses got put on her face by the women. Touching the bangs, then the ringlets of curls, she was astounded how fresh it made her look. The curls gave her volume, and as she stroked through them, Alexa looked at her fingernails. Taking in the pink nails, she recognized different flowers on them, cute designs which made them pop. All together, she felt and looked like a new woman. Carol was more then pleased by Alexa's new look. The curls, mixed with the glasses touching bangs, gave her a feminine, cutesy look that her previously flat hair couldn't have. Combined with the outfit, and the new nails, Alexa looked younger than a tween, closer to ending pre-K then gradeschool. Walking around, the bounce of girls solidified Alexa's new young look, and captivated Carol. "Carol, thanks so much for taking me. I feel like a new woman." Alexa said, hugging Carol outside the salon. As she did, the dizziness and sleepiness left her body, and she realized that not only was her diaper wet, it was beyond full. Both girls embraced for a few seconds, and then Alexa spoke up. "Uhm, I may need a change. I sorta went in there." "Oh, is that all I'm good for? Not even going to compliment my nails or hair, I see how it is Miss Lexi." Carol said, showing her French tips and much more elegant, and blonder hair. If the salon had lessened the appearance of Alexa's age, it certainly enhanced Carol's allure. Both women laughed as they walked, Carol's comment helped Alexa to deal with the waddle from the load in her diaper. "I didn't mean it like that." Alexa said, taking Carol's hand and staring at the long French tips. "These look great Carol. And I'm not just saying that after you guilt tripped me." She followed up with, causing both women to laugh. Alexa felt a bit of jealousy from Carol's beauty, but admiration flooded that out. For Carol, they were close enough to the car that they could just head over their to get a quick change, then be on their merry way. Alexa was puzzled why they were heading back to the car, especially when Carol asked her to hop into the trunk of the minivan. Staring at Carol, she noticed the changing pad, and made the connection. Shaking her head, "No. We're in public....I can't." Alexa pleaded. "It'll be quick, besides, no one will even bother us. I used to do it all the time with my boys." Carol said, struggling to see the problem. To all outside appearances, Alexa might be a tall Pre-K or kindergarten student. It wasn't unnatural for them to still need diapers, was it? Besides, they were parked so no one besides the countryside could see in, and she was 24, so it's not like it was that big of a deal. Alexa pouted, and contemplated trying to take the diapers herself and change. But she had become pretty decedent on not doing that stuff....and she didn't really want to argue. "Alright, um, could you back the car up to a spot that faces only the countryside? I...someone could drive by." Alexa said, shivering at the thought. "Honestly Lexi, you're a dramaqueen about this stuff. I will do it, but only because I care about you as a friend and don't want you to stress yourself out over nothing." Carol said, backing up the car into a new spot. Alexa willingly hopped onto the changing pad, helping Carol get her skirt off and squeezing her eyes shut. Carol was careful wiping down Alexa, the mess having had enough time to cling to her skin. When she finally cleaned, Carol stopped and looked at the bright red spots all over Alexa's bottom and near her hairless vagina. Grinding her teeth, Carol looked at Alexa and got her attention. "How long did you let your accident sit?" Carol asked, the bright redness not looking too well. "Uhm, I think I went before I got my hair dyed. It's kinda hard to remember. Why?" Alexa said, confused at the question. "Because, you have the beginning of a rash. Wait here, I have to get you a special cream. It's pretty bad." Carol said, frustrated Alexa hadn't asked her for a change earlier. Taking a second to find the cream, she came back to a mortified Alexa hiding her face as she lay back in the trunk. "You know, you should tell me when you need a change. Letting it sit for hours is bad." "Uhm, sorry Carol." Alexa said, sensing the sudden burst of anger from Carol. "I just, um, I fell asleep and honestly didn't think about it. I wasn't thinking." Alexa said, continuing on to babble another apology as Carol took a hand full of the cream. "Relax Lexi, I'm just a bit frustrated, that's all." Carol said, less frustrated as Alexa flinched to ice cold cream. The other rash-cream was a light oil, this was caked on. By the end, Alexa's entire nether regions were whiter then snow, and that was before Carol put on a profuse amount of baby powder and oil. Alexa was feeling a bit squeamish as Carol finished taping the diaper up, since it pressed all the cream and powder agaisnt her skin, making her feel like she was back into another messy diaper all together. Carol pulled up a new diaper cover, this one rose red and with ruffles, and a plastic outlining. "Alright, good to go." Carol said, helping Alexa to get out of the car. "See, what did I tell you? Did anyone say anything at all?" "No, you're right. I just, well, like, what if someone saw me and called the cops? For being naked?" Alexa stammered out. "Oh, no one would do that. I'm just a mom doing a diaper change." Carol said, shrugging her shoulders. Apparently, Alexa didn't realize how young she looked, or was trying to deny it. "Now, make sure to tell me next time before you spend two hours in a dirty diaper. Anyway, let's get some lunch." Alexa could agree with that, her stomach grumbling in hunger. Alexa got helped in the booster seat once more, with Carol fiddling with the straps and buckles. Again, Alexa got a fairly blatant cleavage shot staring at in amazement, passively watching Carol's breasts swing back and forth as she clipped everything in. "Are your legs comfortable with this? I know this stupid thing..." Carol said, patting the middle part that stopped Alexa from closing her legs. "Probably doesn't help." "Yeah, they're fine, honestly." Alexa said, more then ready to stop having Carols chest in her face. A second passed, and Carol's hands slid under the seat, pulling out two buckles which looked to be for someone's legs. "Huh, weird. Oh, I see these clips. I guess they keep your legs from accidently rubbing into the little protrusion. Neat." Carol said, buckling the previously hidden sections. The effect was obvious to only Alexa, as Carol turned around and headed to her side of the car. Her legs were spread against the edges of the car, so even if the skirt didn't ride up, her diaper would be visible to anyone with two eyes. She spoke up. "Carol, um, those buckles are....I can't shut my legs." Alexa blurted out, causing Carol to turn around and realize. Alexa's legs were wide open, exposing the rose diaper cover to the world. "Here, let me loosen them then. I don't want to get pulled over for not having one of the buckles on." Carol said, leaning back and loosening them just enough that Alexa could close her legs. With that, and some of music choices by Alexa, the two of them headed out. Badgering Alexa to make a choice, they settled on a nearby brunch spot. The restaurant fit with the shopping center, looking more expensive then most restaurants Alexa had been to in her life. Carol looked right at home, and they found a comfortable seat with a beautiful overlook of the surrounding nature; the patrons were primarily younger adults, most likely just waking up on the weekend. "Honestly, I have no idea what to get." Alexa commented, rubbing her head at the menu. "Here, maybe this is more your speed." Carol said, handing Alexa the kids menu. Laughing it off a bit, Alexa stuck her tongue out to fight back. "There's a senior citizen section too, make sure you don't miss it grandma." She said, both of them laughing as the waiter came back with their drinks. Alexa, unable to decide between two dishes, not knowing if she wanted breakfast or lunch, settled on a platter to sample most of their options, hoping to try everything the restaurant had to offer, Carol settled for a crepe. Both women enjoyed their respite from walking around and shopping, and once their food came out, they enjoyed the warm sun with cool air on their face. Eventually, Carol was finished, with Alexa still picking away at the platter of different foods. Some of it she didn't like it, but she was trying her best to finish it. Waste not, want not, after all. "You don't have to finish your food Lexi, I promise I won't give you a spanking just for that. I have a host of other good reasons." Carol said, causing Alexa to laugh as she swallowed, and put down her fork. "No, I'm going to finish. I ordered it." Alexa said, her eyes having been much too big for her stomach. How was she supposed to know 'sampler platter' meant it was for a family? "How you aren't the size of a whale after how much I see you eat, I'll never know." Carol asked, rubbing her own stomach. "I drink too much water, and I'm back to looking like I'm 9 months pregnant." Alexa enjoyed the conversation, talking with Carol about how her pregnancies and early childhood of her kids were. The waiter was more then helpful, making sure the women's coffee was topped off and water was never close to empty. Alexa's picking rewarded her with an empty plate, much to Carol's shock. Just how much food could you shove into that girls gut? The waiter came by with the bill, handing it directly to Carol, who took a quick look over it. Her charges were there, as were Lexi's, but right next to Alexa's rather expensive meal was 0.00, with small text underneath 'KIDS UNDER 10 EAT FREE'. As Carol was laughing to herself, Alexa snatched the check, putting her card in with it and handing it back to the waiter. "Thanks for paying. You didn't have to do that, I'm quite fine with paying." Carol said, not used to anyone other than her husband paying for her meal. Alexa shook her head. "No, I insist. Have to make sure you'll drive me back, afterall. No other reason." It produced a laugh out of Carol, and eventually, the women set off from the restaurant, with Alexa grabbing a few of the mints on the way out. "My stomach hurts." Alexa complained as Carol strapped her into the booster seat; she mostly said it so she could think of something besides Carol's breasts, and her minor jealousy towards the fact that Carol even had the problem. Finishing strapping Lexi into the seat, and putting on the leg straps, Carol rubbed Alexa's stomach, jabbing it. "I told you not to eat that much Lexi, you ate for a family of 9. Here, I think I keep something for tummy aches in the car." Carol said, heading to the trunk. Right, she did keep them. Pouring some into the cap, she brought it back to Lexi, who drank the pink liquid down. Her face scrunched up tightly, and Carol rolled her eyes. Making sure she was strapped in one more time, Carol thought of the next place to go. Alexa meanwhile dealt with some rumbling in her gut. She didn't need the bathroom at all, but her stomach certainly didn't feel amazing. "Uhm, I need toiletries. Shampoo, conditioner, soap, toothpaste. Toothbrush too." Alexa said, reading off the list of stuff she had remembered to write down on her phone. "Right! I know just the shop." Carol said, driving the two back to the shopping centre. A smaller, sectioned off area of the centre had a tiny little shop selling all the products Alexa had mentioned. The clerk at the front counter greeted the two, but left them alone as they searched the store. Carol helped Alexa to make her choices for scents. Cherry blossom for shampoo and conditioner? Bubblegum for soap? Both sounded good. As they walked around, a section of curlers stopped the ground, and Alexa squeezed the pack together, going back to play with her now curly hair. "You know, if you want to keep that hair, you'll have to put those in at night." Carol said, taking a pack as well and looking at them. "Really? Isn't that uncomfortable?" Alexa asked, putting down the curlers. Wearing another adornment (beyond her diaper) at night seemed irritating. "Not really. These are cheap. Let's try them tonight, and if you absolutely can't stand it, just take 'em out." Carol said, producing an affirmative from Alexa. They waltzed through the store, picking up any supplies Alexa needed. Stopping at the face cream section, Carol suggested Alexa get some to try. Alexa shrugged her shoulders. "I've never seen a point. That and most makeup seem like wastes of money to me." Alexa said, feeling Carol smoosh the sample of the cream against her face. Shutting her eyes, she let Carol rub it into her face, spreading it evenly. It reminded her of the cream which surrounded her entire butt, which she had forgotten about during lunch. Once Carol was done, Alexa opened her eyes. Her face looked fresh, fresher then before at least. Radiant even. Smiling at the mirror, she enjoyed the look, and put a thing of the cream in the cart. Carol enjoyed her smile, especially with how much more of a baby face the girl now seemed to have. It made her skin glow, and shined quite adorably. They checked out, and Carol felt her phone buzz. Paulie: Could u pick up my usu from coffee place Carol: yes, will be home soon Paulie: Love you Carol: Love you more Knowing what they needed to do next, Carol put the bags in the trunk, and helped Lexi arrange the last ones. "Do you need anything else?" Carol asked, feeling like Lexi had asked for something else. What was it? "I don't think so, but thanks for asking." Alexa said, knowing the routine at this point. Get in booster seat, get strapped in. As she sat against the booster seat, something stuck out from her back and caused her to shift. Pulling it out, she realized it was another strap. Carol said what Alexa thought. "How many straps does this dumb product have? Here, let me check just so we don't get anymore surprises." Carol said, nearly sitting on Alexa as she felt around the entire thing for more straps and buckles. Opening up the thing which was between Alexa's legs, to reveal the last belt. It formed a V, rubbing up right against the front of Alexa's diaper; more importantly, the one Alexa had found ran across her stomach, tightly pressing on it. As Carol worked, Alexa found it hard not to do her usual staring. Carol was struggling with the straps so much, her one tit was about to pop out. Alexa, captivated by the swinging, watched as it nearly.... "All done. This thing is so poorly designed, honestly, I'm surprised it's even allowed." Carol said. Alexa now was more then safe, as she a strap stopping almost every limb of her body from moving. The straps did her no justice, making it so it was truly impossible to not expose her diaper, seeing as they pulled and held up her skirt and legs. As they drove, the V-belt rubbed against her diaper cover, the sensation weakly touching her loins. 10 minutes after they had left the centre, a thought popped in Alexa's mind, and she felt idiotic for forgetting it. "I meant to get one of those nighties! Shit, I forgot." Alexa said, having wanted something sexy to sleep in like Carol. "Oh, but you already got some nighties. Remember, from the aisle next to the swim diapers..." Carol said, looking back at Alexa. Her diaper cover was well and truly exposed, and Alexa merely fidgeted nervously. Letting it alone, Carol let Lexi respond. "No, I meant like the ones you got....You know, like sexy. Not cute." Alexa said, a blush returning to her cheeks. "You did say that. I'm sorry sweetie, I should've remembered." Carol said, feeling bad she had forgotten about Lexi's outfits. "We can go back if you want." "No, it's alright. I appreciate that you bought me those nighties in the first place." Alexa said, smiling at Carol through the rear view mirror. Driving a bit more, Carol went through the drive-thru for the cafe her and husband loved. Pulling up to pay, she felt the cashier scan her car, and shift her eyes to the back. Lighting up, the girl smiled as Alexa stared at her. "Oh my gosh, she looks so adorable in that booster seat." The girl said, leaning over the window to smile at Alexa. "Um, thanks." Alexa squeaked out, having realized the girl was not talking about it in an adult sort of adorable. A gaggle of girls came to the window, all coming over to the window to coo and ahh. Carol, not knowing what to do, let it happen as she waited for her coffee, and Alexa sat there, covering her face with her hands. "Here, let's give her some ice cream. What does she want?" Another girl asked Carol. Looking back at Alexa, she spoke up with the exact orders she wanted. Sprinkles, fudge, chocolate bits with swirl. All the girls rushed to make it, and by the time they were done, they came back with the cream. One girl handed it back, with her subtly slipping a card to Carol. "I babysit, call me if you ever need." The girl whispered the next part. "I deal with helping potty training too." Carol drove off as Alexa enjoyed her ill-gotten icecream, staring at the card. Laughing a bit, she passed it back to Alexa. "Maybe I've found someone to watch you during the day." Reading over the card, Alexa blushed, but knew she couldn't take the insult lying down. Ice cream on her nose, she stuck her tongue out at Carol through the rearview mirror, and spoke up. "Uh huh. And I'll have to get someone to watch you at the old folks home. We can both have babysitters." As she made the jab, Carol pressed harshly on the break, causing Alexa to fall forward a bit. The strap across her diaper rubbed ever so slightly, giving Alexa just a sensation in her vagina. It was, oddly enough, pleasant. Trading back light barbs on the way home, the two were in a jovial mood walking in. Paul was resting on the couch, headphones in his ear; he smiled as he felt Carol's breasts push up against his back, and a coffee presented to him. Alexa meanwhile headed upstairs with her various shopping bags, barely making it before her arms gave out. Leaving the bags in her room, she headed to the computer room, accessing her work material. Slides needed to be worked on, things needed to be researched, and she needed to feel comfortable before she walked in. Her company was counting on her, most importantly. Getting lost in her work, she didn't heard Carol calling for her, and only looked at the time when Carol opened the door. "I've been calling you for dinner. Everything alright?" "Oh, yeah. I've just been working on some things. I'll come down now." Alexa said, getting up from her desk. A few hours had past, with her realizing none of it. Dinner was a calm, relaxed affair. Carol had made a delightful Italian dish, and everyone was in good spirits. Paul questioned a stammering Alexa about IT related things, needing information and clarification on topics Alexa was just actually researching. By the 10th question, Carol grabbed his arm, a little annoyed. "Paul, let her enjoy dinner. What'd you need all this computer gizmo information for anyway?" Carol said, rolling her eyes. "Well, um, I meant to say, but I'm getting sent on a business trip." He said, his attractive face displaying a bit of apprehension. "Oh, where to? When?" Carol said, giving Alexa both her second serving, and whatever was left on her plate. "Tonight. I leave tonight. I should actually start packing." Paul said, rubbing the back of his head and thanking both women before heading upstairs. "Tonight? But..." Carol sighed, getting up from the table. Alexa was left alone in kitchen for a brief second, but Carol popped her head back in. "Could you put the stuff in the dishwasher? Also, when you're done, come up to your office. I already know I'm going to need your help." Alexa nodded, scarfing down what was left of her food, drinking her tea, and cleaning the dishes. It took her a bit of time, and definitely felt like a chore, but she was done with it in no time. Rubbing her stomach in contentment, she did a once over on the kitchen, and headed upstairs into the office. It was locked, and she knocked. "Alexa?" Carol's voice whispered, which elicited a whispered response as well. "Oh, come in." In the centre of the office stood Carol, holding up two of the nighties the women had bought that very morning. Both sheer, both almost the exact same look. One pink, one blue. More important then the nighties, however, was the fact that Carol was completely and utterly naked. Alexa looked away in horror, not wanting to see her friends nude body, but Carol grabbed her hand. "I know you are a girl of good taste, Lexi. Help me choose to surprise Paul. Pink, or blue." Carol said, as Alexa opened her eyes. Looking up and down Carol, Alexa seriously thought. Carol gave her a runway model turn, exposing her juicy rear, thighs and long legs. Alexa eventually spoke up, saying... "I knew it had to be pink. Thanks Lexi. Now, could you help me get this thing on." Carol said, throwing the blue one onto the chair, and taking the pink off its hanger. Alexa helped the woman as best she might with the skimpy lingerie piece, awkwardly touching her body. Carol seemed eager for the help, and let Alexa adjust the bra section more then once. Looking in the full sized mirror, she stood proudly in front of Alexa. "Now, I remember you saying you wanted a nightie. I grabbed one we bought so you wouldn't be alone. Pink, so we can match." Carol said, pulling out a nightie that Alexa had bought from the kids aisle. It was pink, but neither skimpy nor sexy. A solid shirt with adorable ruffles making a tiny skirt, it'd look like it would barely cover Alexa's diaper, if that. Alexa backed up a bit, not really wanting another dressup session. "Uhm, I'm alright. My skirt is fine." She said, with Carol frowning. "Please? I really wanted to see you in this, I figured you'd look plain beautiful." Carol said, as Alexa's resistance crumbled into nothing. Quickly stripped of her outfit, she found herself pulling on the short sleeves of the nightie. She had been wrong on one count. It wasn't that it barely covered her diaper; it didn't cover anything besides the top section near her stomach. Exposed to the world was her diaper cover, the rose matching well with the pink nightie, adorned itself with a rainbow and a unicorn. Alexa looked at herself in the mirror, shocked at how immature she looked. "Oh, my gosh. Alexa, you look adorable. Not just beautiful, but adorable." Carol said, hugging Alexa in a death squeeze. "Here, you stand right next to me. This warrants a photo." Before Alexa really could react, Carol had her hand around her waist, with both women in front of the mirror, dressed in pink. Alexa, the peak of innocent, babified youth, stood next to Carol, the beautiful middle aged mother of 3. Snapping a few photos herself, Carol gave Alexa one more hug, then looked a bit serious. "I'm....Paul and I are having private time for a bit, so I'd appreciate, you know, privacy." Carol said, rubbing Alexa's head and leaving the room. Alexa was shocked and bewildered, not really knowing how to interpret what had happened in the past 5 minutes. Just as she was starting to make sense of it, Alexa, who's office was a fair distant away from the master bedroom, heard Paul's deep, rich voice. "Carol, I...we can't. I have to get in my taxi soon." His voice said, his protest weakening as he spoke. "You'll make it, baby..." Carol said, a zipper coming undone, and springs beginning to get pushed into the bed. Alexa listened in horror, her ears begging her to stop; but her brain and loins urged her to listen on, both intrigued and a bit randy. She could always put her headphones in, and stop listening to the gasps.... The headphones remained in place, and Alexa heard higher pitched gasps, slapping, and the grunts and groans one might expect. Her hand snaked itself between her diaper and her diaper cover, rubbing against her vagina roughly. Sparks came up her spine as she deepened her rubbing and listening to the two, unable to pull herself away now. The car seat yanking against her crotch had excited her, and it was impossible to imagine stopping. Her other hand typed on the keyboard, trying to find some to slick herself off to. Somehow, she ended up watching a secretary kneeling before her boss, enjoying every second of it. Both hands now were rubbing against her diaper, and a small squirt of pee came out into her diaper. Alexa rubbed the warmth against her vagina, feeling just a bit disgusted. More sparks came, and some deeply horny part of Alexa contemplated flooding her diaper, making the material slick enough that she could rub one out through the diaper. Another contemplated just taking the diaper off entirely. As Alexa watched the cheap porno, and the moans from the other room enraptured her ears, she didn't know quite what to do. Friction of a dry diaper wouldn't be enough. Alexa had never done this before, but she knew that would be true. Pee let her body, and Alexa basked in its warmth, enjoying the sensation as it filled her diaper. The combined drinks from throughout the day emptied themselves, swelling her diaper to almost the point of max capacity. Alexa tried to stop it, but pee continued on, leaking out of the diaper after a few seconds, thankfully caught by the cover. Her hands got back to work, squishing and grinding the now warm and wet front of the diaper right into her vagina. The video switched, now to a nerdy girl with a model. Alexa was trying her best, whining just a bit loudly as she kept getting closer, and closer, and closer. It was just on the edge, like if she was being teased to orgasm. Everything came at once. Her body shook, and she moaned loudly, louder then the only two (she thought), biting her knuckle. While she did, the seat of her diaper filled with all the food she had eaten, expanding to its limits too. Alexa grunted and groaned herself like a wild beast, enjoying the entire warmth around her waist, even after her breathtaking orgasm. Another followed shortly after, and Alexa began to rub herself in circles through the wet diaper, throwing the diaper cover out of the way. Life felt amazing, like all the stress and humiliations of the past few days was gone, released like Alexa had released into her diaper. Her knuckle in her mouth shfited to a thumb, as suckled on that. Life was perfect. Until the door open. "Paul's gone, i-...oh gosh sorry." Carol's voice said, as Alexa turned to look. Immediately, reality hit her like a truck. She was jerking off through her diapers, watching some cosplaying MILF get pounded, and listening to two other people have sex. That's how low she had come. Beyond dreading the fact that Carol had seen her in that state, she quickly shut the tabs. She had to get to Carol before she thought she was some freak. Pulling the diaper cover up over the swelled padding was a struggle, but Alexa managed. Leaving the room with a heavy waddle, Alexa found Carol sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at Alexa with a friendly look. The ever worrying Alexa hoped things would be alright. "Hey, I didn't realize. Sorry for that intrusion." Carol said, looking a bit ashamed of herself. "I should be apologizing. Listen, don't think I'm weird or anything. I...I have no idea what came over me. I can leave, if you think I'm weird." Alexa said, her stomach wrenching at having been caught jerking off through something kids would wear. Her. A 24 year old. Rambling continued from Alexa, and Carol merely patted the side of the bed. "Alexa, you're fine. Here. You're stressed. I don't think you're weird just because you were getting off." Carol said bluntly, pulling Alexa into the bed, and getting her between her lap. Stroking her back in circles, Carol calmed the hysterical Lexi. Both enjoyed the moment, as Alexa fell back into Carol's chest, resting herself between her breasts. "I'm....Thanks Carol. I was so worried." Alexa said, calmed down a bit, but still feeling like a teenager who had got caught by their mom. "Alexa, relax. Be quiet and just relax, you're shaking like a leaf." Carol said, squeezing the girl tighter and running her hands up and down her back, like she used to with her boys. Alexa shut her eyes, feeling surprised as Carol gently put Alexa's thumb into her mouth for her, but staying quiet and enjoying the experience. Time passed, and eventually, Alexa came back to the world of the living, Carol still stroking her back. Pulling out her soggy thumb, Alexa began to speak, but was shushed by Carol. "I don't think you're weird Lexi, but I do think..." Carol said, taking a dramatic pause. "...you need a change. And some punishment for leaking." Carol said, turning Alexa around and tickling the sleepy girl. Alexa giggled and had to lay on the bed, dealing with the tormenting tickles as more pee escaped her body, leaking from the diaper into the cover. Breathlessly, she begged Carol to stop, who eventually did. "Lay down on the changing mat." Carol said, patting the mat beside the bed. Before anything, Carol put on a pair of gloves she had bought at the store, keeping her fingernails safe. Pulling Alexa's nightie off, Carol threw the diaper cover aside, staring at the leakage. "Just how did you leak with a diaper with a booster already in it?" "Um, I...was focused on work and didn't think to use the bathroom." Alexa said, feeling a blush come onto her. "Goodness Lexi. You need me to get you for potty time next time?" Carol said, sticking her tongue out at the girl as she undid the tapes. It was a doozy to get off, filled as it was. Alexa and Carol both wretched at the smell, and Alexa shivered as Carol wiped her down. Her vagina was sensitive, and Carol thankfully was not too invasive with her wipes. "Flip over." Carol said, helping Alexa onto her other side. Finishing the wiping down, Alexa yipped a bit as the cream was caked onto her backside, with Carol spending more then enough time rubbing it in. Another layer came after, and Alexa felt like she was becoming more cream then human by the end, with Carol not finished until a massive amount of babypowder was put down. Pulling the new diaper on, she slid a new booster pad in, on top of the one already in it. As she taped Alexa up, Carol watched her face betray her relief. "Stay here. I have to grab you a new diaper cover." Alexa let her pull the yellow one up, decorated with sequins and ruffles. Walking in her new diaper, Alexa complained about the new booster pad, and the cream. "This.....thing is rubbing me the wrong way. It's super annoying." Alexa said, fussing with the diaper a bit. Carol pulled Lexi's hands away. "Just let it alone Lexi. You almost leaked, so you need it." Carol said. "Now, arms up." Alexa let the nightie get put back on her. She felt refreshed and somewhat back to normal. "Thanks Carol. I mean it." Alexa said, now eager to put the experience behind and get back to work. "Could you take your messy diaper to the pail. It's in your bathroom." Carol said, as Alexa nodded and robotically took the thing, throwing it into the discreet looking pail in the bathroom. Had been that there before? Whatever. Alexa still had work to do. Work, work, and more work. Alexa might have been a bit neurotic about making sure she was okay with this presentation, but she had good reason to be. Presenting in front of possibly hundreds of leading experts in the software field, with her main focus being the boss of the company her company was hoping to partner with. If she didn't know the minute detail of every single aspect, she'd be fucked. That's how she ended up captured by the monitor again, not looking up till Carol came back in the room. This time, there was no awkward exchange, but Alexa looked up, happy to take a break. "I figured you could go for a midnight snack." Carol said, bringing a plate of deliciously smelling cookies in the room with her. "Midnight?" Looking at her watch, she realized it was midnight. Shit, she had been sitting reading for hours! "You get lost in work?" Carol asked, getting a nod from Alexa. The nod stopped as Alexa bit into the first cookie, lightly burning her mouth a bit. Taking a swig of the offered milk, she felt much better. "I just baked those. How'd they turn out?" "Delicious. Like, truly amazing." Alexa said, swallowing down a few more of the cookies. Her stomach rumbled, appreciating food after hours of nothing. "God, that hit the spot." The women talked and enjoyed each others company, with Carol having traded the nightie for a long sweatshirt. Alexa got up from her seat, stretching and cracking her back as she polished off the last parts of the cookie platter. Carol took the plate, letting Alexa finish her glass of milk. "I know, he has to work. But it's so frustrating, you know? I had periods where he was in other countries for a year, two years at a time. Sure, I never have to work. But taking care of 3 boys is its own job." Carol sighed, playing with her hair. The time of night mixed with the light patter of rain to make the girls reflective. "Here, sit still while I put your curlers in." "Sure, I understand. But you two seem to have a healthy relationship when he's back." Alexa said, leaning back in her chair. She hadn't just said that because of the loud sex they'd had but that certainly played a part. "Mostly. I don't know. I'm just going stir crazy because I have an empty nest, and he is going to work like that till the day he dies. I love him, but leaving like he did now has happened so many times." Carol confessed, feeling her head droop a bit. She and Lexi both ought to go to bed. "What time do you need to be woken up for work?" Alexa told her, and got ready to head to bed. She needed to sleep, lest she look like a witch for tomorrow's presentation. Helped back to her room by Carol, she was tucked in, nearly passing out the minute her head hit the pillow. Carol followed soon after, coming back upstairs after cleaning the dish off. Checking in on Alexa, she saw her sleeping restfully adorned with curlers. Taking the cute image to bed with her, Carol slept restfully, if a bit lonely. Alexa's eyes had shut, but her mind was too preoccupied on thinking about work to truly get a restful sleep. When Carol shook her a bit, Alexa was up and standing in a shocking amount off time. Rubbing her eyes, Alexa thanked Carol, and started to head to the bathroom. Curlers bouncing cutely in her hair, she made into the bathroom, pulling her nightie off, before Carol came in. "Lexi, you have to take your curlers out. Here, I'll do it. You get your diaper off." Carol said, working the curlers around slowly but surely as Alexa untapped her diaper and let it hit the ground with a thud. By the time Carol was finished, Alexa's hair had become even more curled, cutely mixing with her bangs to frame Alexa's face beautiful. Picking up Alexa's wet diaper and putting it in the the pail for her, Carol spoke up to the girl who was rubbing her eyes in exhaustion. "You also need a shower cap, or you're going to ruin your beautiful hair. Here." Carol said, helping Alexa to put the rubber duck covered cap over her bountiful curls. Not so much as speaking, Alexa hopped in the shower with Carol's assistance, beginning to clean and shave (what little body hair she had) herself and finally wake up to the world. Carol took a few brief glances back, looking through the shower curtain to see Alexa's petite figure slowly awaking and lightly singing. Alexa showered till she felt fully alive, and then some. Stepping out of the shower, she dried herself off, ready to get changed into a pair of clothes. Heading to her bedroom with a pink towel wrapped around her, she called out to Carol, but received no reply. Heading downstairs, she called again, with Carol in the kitchen humming away. "Hey, I was ready." Alexa said, eyes meeting Carols. A smile covered her face, and she nodded, following Alexa back up the steps. "Alright, lay down on your mat." Carol said, having brought Alexa's changing supplies from her room into Lexi's. Alexa consented, more things on her mind then a diaper change. Q1 results indicated what? she quizzed herself. Carol got a great look at the starkly nude Alexa, realizing she truly had nothing up top, not even mosquito bites. She had seen much of it when they got a massage, but it was finally dawning on her that it was nothing in the slightest. Looking at the developing redness around Lexi's bottom, Carol felt a proud mom moment in the fact that she had caught it, even after all these years. "Your rash is going to become worse before it becomes better. But, it'll be much less time like that then if we had done nothing." Carol said, finishing up with her process of changing Alexa. Alexa gave a passive nod, biting her lip as she thought. "Let's get you dressed like a businesswoman Lexi." Getting dressed took about the same time as getting her diaper changed, with Alexa doing quite the same amount of work. Carol got the camisole on, helped Alexa get her slacks on, tucked in the blouse, pulled over the suit jacket, and helped her tie her shoes. Alexa wasn't acting like an invalid, but Carol could tell she certainly had something on her mind. When they were done, Alexa stood in front of the mirror, shocked at how well the outfit looked. For once, she didn't look cute; she looked like a serious businesswoman. "Just wait till we get your makeup on. Now, come with me." Carol said, pulling Alexa along by the hand. A quick makeover session followed, with Alexa unusually squirmy during it. Light dusting of this, a coating of that, blending...tada. Putting her glasses on to see the results (and feeling the shwoer cap finally taken off), Alexa looked at the mirror in shock. With the makeup, she looked amazing. Like an adult. Like she deserved to look. "Carol, thank you so much. I look amazing" Alexa said, nearly smooshing her face into Carol's chest for a hug. "Stop, stop. You're gonna ruin my work." Carol said, giving Alexa a hug from behind instead, with her breasts pressing right into the girls back. "Now, let's get you some breakfast and ready for your first day of preschool." "Uh huh, and let me go grab your walker old woman..." Alexa said, her previous serious, distant attitude broken down by the well timed joke. Breakfast was amazing, with Carol making the nervously eating Alexa two stuffed omolette's and some hashbrowns. Scarfing it all down, Alexa drank her second cup of coffee, twirling her hair a bit with fidgeting nervousness. Carol gave Alexa the last remaining bacon and hashbrowns, and sat down herself to enjoy a light breakfast. "You're a nervous eater. Hell, you've been nervous the entire morning Lexi." Carol said, after witnessing Alexa tap her fingers on the table for the millionth time. "Listen, you're gonna kick ass today. Worrying won't solve it." "Thanks Carol. I'm ready, it's just like my mind wants me to know every minute detail." Alexa replied, stopping her finger tapping. "You got it." Carol said, taking the dirty dishes from Alexa, who stood up with a purpose. "I had a question for you. If I need a change throughout the work day, um, what should I do. Not that I'm going to wet or anything, I'll try my best to make it." Alexa asked, fidgeting with her slacks. "Oh, I was planning on meeting you for lunch and changing you then. I can pack you something if you want to enjoy lunch by yourself..." Carol said, looking a bit sad at that prospect. "No, no, that's completely fine. I just wanted to make sure, that's all." Alexa replied, getting a clear smile from Carol. "I'll definitely try not to have an accident." Carol took the comment a bit and asked herself if that was true. Pulling Alexa out to the car, she realized at the door she was still in only her sweatshirt. Throwing on a pair of sweatpants, she headed out to Alexa fidgeting with the booster seat, looking confused by the belts. "I think I got it. No worries." Alexa said, giving a thumbs up. "You didn't. In fact, I think you messed it up so badly you might have to walk." Carol said, in mock horror. "Hold still, you put that belt in..." It took a few minutes, but Carol had fixed Alexa's little adventure with the booster seat. All the while, Alexa felt just a bit embarrassed to have messed up a kids thing, and that Carol's chest, hidden by the sweatshirt, bounced in front of her. "Alright Ms. Grabby hands, leave it up to the smart people to do your booster seat." Carol said, tapping her head. "Now, where were we going?" Alexa felt her phone buzz, and she saw it was her boss. "Ms. Johnson, I'm glad we could talk before your presentation." Mr. Yawena said over the phone, sounding puffed up, yet nervous. The two briefly spoke up Alexa's plans, and the end of the phone call drew near. "What did I once tell you, Ms. Johnson?" His voice asked in all seriousness. "Act like the adult I want to be treated like?" Alexa asked. It wasn't once that he asked, it was every damn time he ever spoke to her. "You're the first person to remember my quotes in a long time. I'm touched." The old man said, a bit of hope stirring in his heart. "You'll do great Ms. Johnson. I'll be watching." The line went dead, and Carol pulled into the parking lot of the company. Helping Alexa from her booster seat, she gave the girl a pat on the diaper, and a light hug, stopping her from going in and ruining her makeup. "You got it. Give 'em hell." Carol said, pushing Lexi from the butt towards the front door. Watching the girl walk in, she felt quite proud to have given the girl even a minor bit of confidence. Alexa disappeared into the imposing tower, and Carol left the parking lot, both feeling better. "I'm sorry, we don't have a Misses Johnson on our list for entry. Might you be thinking...." The redhead secretary at the front desk asked once again, chewing bubblegum like a horse chews hay. Alexa's eyes drifted towards her chest, which nearly was popping the buttons of her already popped blouse. "Miss Johnson. Miss Alexa Eve Johnson. I'm on there." Alexa said, frustrated as can be. "Oh, I don't see you on here sweetie." The secretary said, giving the girl a pitiful smile. "J, you're looking at an older list. Give me one second to help her ma'am." An older man at the front desk said, sliding in front of the woman's computer. "Right. Here you are. Alexi Johnson." "Alexa Johnson." Alexa said, annoyed at the slight difference. "What I meant to say." He said, knowing Alexa's tone. "Proceed through the detectors on your right please, security will have your badge." Alexa nodded, and walked through the detector. A loud BEEP let her know something was amiss, and an older woman in a security outfit walked up to her, with a younger man dressed similarly approaching soon after. "Misses Johnson, we were told to expect you. Since you'll have a Level A badge for today, we'll need to do a quick search of your person off the side. Nothing invasive, just standard operating procedures." The older woman said, smiling. Alexa nodded, and followed the two into a small room, which might charitably called an interrogation room. "It's Ronnie's second day on the job, so bear with us for a bit. I'll be here to observe." The woman said, following it up with. "I'm Miss Sadie, just so we all know each other." The wand Ronnie held gave a loud BEEP, and Alexa watched him run it again. It was around her waist. He asked her to unbuckle her pants, and shimmy them down a bit. Alexa shook a bit, and slowly pulled them down. It beeped again, this time around her thighs. She brought her slacks to her ankles, and the portly man approached her. "I'm just going to have to do a quick, routine patdown miss." He patted her shoes, then feet, and slowly worked his way up her legs, reaching the cutesy diaper cover. Alexa hoped he thought it was simply just panties, but he knew better, and pulled open the front to inspect the diaper, then the 2nd part. "You wouldn't happen to have anything in your, ehm, undergarments, would you miss?" "No...I..um...no.." Alexa stuttered out, her face red with horror. How did she always end up in these situations? "No need to be nervous Miss Johnson. I'll just have to do a quick check of..." The portly man said, reaching to pull her diaper cover down, with it sliding effortlessly down to her ankles. The woman coughed a bit, and they both looked at her. "Ronnie. You need to be more careful. She had a flashdrive in her pocket. Run the wand over her, I'm sure she's clean." The woman said, taking in a good look at Alexa. She was clean in the diaper, at least. The wand made no noise, but did BEEP over the flashdrive. Ronnie helped Alexa with her pants, smoothly out her diaper as she shimmed them back onto her body. "Sorry about that miss, training and all. Ronnie, give the girl the safety brief, paperwork and come to my office afterwards." Alexa received a brief from the man about security expectations and the like, and took her badge, thankful for the situation to be over. After paperwork was finished, she noticed a rating form was left, to judge the security guard. He looked at her, eyes just a bit pleading. "If, if...don't tell anyone about my diaper. You get a 10." Alexa said, and he nodded. "Lips sealed. My two girls wear the same brand actu......" The man said, getting daggers from Alexa. "Right, lips sealed." She slid the paperwork to him and headed upstairs. Thankfully enough, she had been so early that the slight diversion barely stressed her regarding time. The conference room was on the 51st floor. Alexa got herself set up and ready, stretching a bit. Eventually, after a few mock presentations, a gaggle of older looking folks came into the room. The one she recognized was the company CEO, and the rest looked like Board members. They shook her head, clearly ready to start. An intern gave her three fingers, then two, then one, and Alexa began..... "...Great question Miss Armworth, regarding the software developed in Q2, I..." Alexa blinked, answering the question like it was second nature. Another fired, then another. A short water break gave her a second of ease, as she gulped down a full glass. An intern refilled her off camera water, and she went back to presenting and answering the frequent interruptions. After nearly a hour, her bladder was pained, and Alexa felt her focus slipping. She knew, on some level, the reason was that alone. Her confidence was up, her spirit ready to explain what she knew, but her bladder was interfering. Making the connection, she felt her bladder begin to leak and then pour itself into the diaper as she answered another question, soaking the diaper. Whatever part of her recognized she had just pissed herself on a live stream of more then a hudnred business people put that into a memory hole, as did the idea that she willingly used it. Standing behind the podium, Alexa neared the end of her presentation, having sold even herself the companies plans, and their R&D pitches. She concluded with a confident "Any more questions?" The question produced it's own questions, and Alexa faltered a bit. Two hours. It had been two hours of on her feet, constant speaking, and her bowels felt just a bit pressured. After she had answered a question on software's future, biting her lip and coughing slightly, she attempted to cover up her filling her diaper. Nothing came out, and Alexa knew it wouldn't be as easy as just pushing and praying. Needing an excuse to squat down, she went back to a previous slide and pointed to the lowest point, squatting all the while. Mess filled her diaper, and Alexa knew she was back in the game as she fired off another response to a question. Questions drew to a close as the front of Alexa's soggy and sagging diaper began to cool and turn gross. Thankful for the last question as the stream ended, Alexa stood behind the podium, staring at the CEO and board members. The man at the centre spoke first. "Miss Johnson, a fine presentation, if I do say so myself. Please, we must discuss business. Take a long lunch, after a performance like that, I believe you warrant it. Come back in say, 2 hours." He looked around, his confident frame and demeanor swaying the board members to his side. "Right. 2 hours then." Alexa thanked them, and headed out. A text made its way to Carol, letting her know she was ready for lunch. By the time Alexa had gotten out of the elevator and stood outside, Carol sent a message saying she'd be there in two. Her mom van pulled up to a parking spot, and Alexa tried her best not to display much of a waddle as she worked her way over. Hugging the happy Alexa, Carol sensed the positive vibes radiating from Alexa's face. "How'd it go?" Carol asked. "Great. Good. I felt like I didn't miss a single question." Alexa said, her confidence shifting lower as they approached the car. Looking around a bit, she leaned over to Carol. "I do need a change, though. Uhm, presentation jitters and all. Sorry, I couldn't get it earlier." Alexa said sheepishly, remembering Carol's complaint from yesterday. "You're in trouble missy, next time, I expect you to stop that presentation the minute you use the bathroom." Carol said, doing her characteristic joking wag of the finger. "Let's get you changed in a spot a bit more discrete, I know you stress the little things." Alexa smiled, letting herself get buckled into the booster seat with no incident. Her eyes got a good view of Carol's breasts in her crop top, and she enjoyed the slight jiggle. It wasn't perverted to stare at something she saw every car ride, right? 'More discrete' turned out to be a two minute drive into a hidden area of the parking lot, and a good angle to allow only Carol to see into the car. Alexa contemplated asking not to be changed in the corporations parking lot, but appreciated Carol's nice words and hopped into the back with no protest. The change was easy enough, and Alexa shivered as a breeze combined with the cream made her bottom feel like it had icicles. Carol giggled at her shivers, but stopped when some loud footsteps came near the car. "Miss, I'm sorry, but this is a no parking zone." An older man's voice said. It was Ronnie. Alexa could tell after a few words, that's how deep the experience from that morning had gotten into her. "Oh, I'm so sorry sir. Might I finish changing my daughter, then I'll head out?" Carol said, placing Alexa's diaper down to turn towards the man. "Certainly. Apologies for the interruption there Miss. Heavens knows my wife would throw me out if I stopped a mom from changing a diaper." Ronnie replied, going on his merry way. His eyes checked Carol out, but he paid no attention to the kid being changed, hidden as she was by her mother. Alexa told Carol what had happened as they drove to lunch. A laugh followed, and Carol brought it up as they sat in a nearby Spanish restaurant. "You're sure it was him?" Alexa confirmed. "God. Well at least he couldn't see much. I was standing between you two, and he was checking me out like a creepo." Carol said, rolling her eyes. Their food came, and Alexa dug, all the stress of the day having gotten to her. She knew it wasn't over yet, but at least what she controlled was. Eventually, they headed out, and Alexa found herself back in the conference room, ready to receive the news. "Miss Johnson, we can familiarize ourselves more and go into greater detail at a later date. But we need help now. So, and I know I am not alone in saying this, we accept your company's proposal." The man's honeyed voice said, the words flowing into Alexa's brain. Some pleasantries were exchanged, and Alexa dealt with some last minute questions and the like. Her celebration came as she was alone in the elevator, jumping up and down from the excitement. She'd done it! Carol was happy for the girl, telling right away the news was good. Before she could get much of a word in, Alexa felt her phone vibrate. Her boss. "Miss Johnson, I got a phone call from my boss telling me the brief of the results. Congratulations, of course." His voice said, betraying his obvious joy at the result. "Now, your docket was clear tomorrow, correct?" "Yes, Mr. Yawena." Alexa replied, a bit nervous for what he might ask of her. Another presentation....? "Enjoy the day off, please. I know you put your all into that presentation, all 2 hours and 43 minutes of it. We can talk more after you get some R&R." His voice said happily, with the phone dead after a few little goodbye's were said. "My boss, he gave me tomorrow off for how good I did!" Alexa smiled, getting buckled in. Carol and Alexa talked excitedly on the way back, and Alexa threw her suitjacket down on her bed once they were back. "You're not gonna pass out on me, are you?" Carol asked, holding a glass of liquor. "We have to celebrate." "I don't know...I'm not a big drinker.." Alexa said, even as she stood up took the glass from Carol. Swinging back a shot, she tore off her work outfit, Carol egging down another one between the both of them before she even had a pair of pants on. Throwing on the nightie she had yesterday, Alexa reached around for a pair of pants, taking too long to find any. "Oh, you'll just be at home. What do you need pants for? Come on, live a little." Carol scoffed, her logic convincing the already buzzed Alexa. The two headed to the basement, enjoying watching some films and forgetting about any of the troubles of the day. By the time they ordered pizza, Alexa was more drunk then Carol. They were about the same by the time the delivery person arrived at the door. "Ugh, Lex, the best scenes coming up. Could you grab the pizza? Monies on counter." Carol asked, not wanting to get up. Alexa agreed, slightly stumbling her way up the stairs, forgetting about being without pants. Carol watched her diaper pass, noticing the obvious yellow colouration on the front. "Pizza?" Alexa asked as she opened the door. In front of her stood an average height, cute looking boy, maybe Alexa's age, maybe a year or two younger. "Pizza! Do you have your mommy or daddy who could pay for your pizza?" The boy asked, smiling at the adorable little girl in front of her. Wet diaper, cute pink nightie, without much of a care in the world. "Um, money is right here." Alexa said, looking around for the money. Where was it? Waddling her way around in front of the boy, she searched for it high and low. "Uhhh, I'll be right back." "Carol, where's the money?" Alexa slurred speech reached her ears, and Carol got up, annoyed but expecting it. She might have forgot it. Kicking her pants away from her ankles, she stumbled up the steps, seeing Alexa at the top. "Right here. Duh, on the counter like I said." Carol said, grabbing the money from a spot Alexa hadn't checked. Her figure didn't make the boy see anything cute like Alexa, he was merely happy to see the tight crop top and boyshorts Carol wore as she handed him the money, Alexa standing in the background in her wet diaper. His lusty eyes tracked her movement as she took the pizzas, and he hated having to leave. "I swear Lex, you'd lose your head if it weren't screwed on." "I couldn't find my glasses." Alexa said, taking the pizzas downstairs. By the time the pizzas were finished, neither woman knew who was more intoxicated, but both were riding the high of it. Alexa's last memories were of a drunk Carol trying, and failing, to change her diaper after Alexa filled it during a tickle fight. Her next feeling was of warmth around her, and her eyes opening up. Someone's arms were wrapped around her. Tight. Like they were squeezing her for dear life. Alexa blinked, trying to make sense of the world around her. It was dark, and the only noise she heard was the persons light breathing, and the feeling of two orbs on pressing on her back. Alexa turned, and whoever was squeezing her pulled her closer, making an annoyed sound. Craning her neck, she realized the person was Carol, snoozing the time away; she was in the blue nightie she had discarded from two days prior. Alexa wanted to wake her up, but she felt a burning sensation from her hips, and the disgusting feeling of a wet and messy diaper well past its changing time. Now she definitely had to wake her up. "Carol, Carol, Carol..." Alexa repeated, lightly shoving the woman. If her mess hadn't made Alexa desperate, the rancid smell was. After the 50th shove and Alexa nearly screaming her name, Carol stirred, pulling Alexa into a tight hug, her face pressed right against her one breast. Some muffled shouting seemed to rouse Carol. "Huh...I'm up, I'm up." Carol repeated, putting her head in her hand. Her nose noticed the problem first, and her eyes opened to stare at Alexa. "Change. You need a change." "That's what I've been trying to say." Alexa mumbled, still a bit smooshed in Carol's body. Carol woke up fully, pulling Alexa out of bed and into her room to get a change. Somehow, some way, the night prior, Carol had put a diaper over Alexa's already messy diaper, meaning Alexa had gone the whole night resting in the diaper. By the time it was off, Alexa's rear looked blood red, and even the sleepy Carol grimaced. "That needs air. Like, you shouldn't wear anything till that thing gets a few hours out in the open." Carol said, rubbing the cream into Alexa's skin profusely. "Alright, let's get back to bed. I'm sleepy, and need..." Both women spotted it at once. Not massive, but a large enough wet spot. Alexa looked at the ground, ashamed; Carol looked amazed. "How? Two diapers, and you made it through. Amazing." Carol said, going back to Alexa's room. "I got these if you ever wanted to try panties, but they should work now." The two went to Alexa's room, putting a pad down ontop the plastic sheets. Carol passed out almost immediately, but not before turning Alexa into a little spoon. It felt the furthest thing from sexual, feeling like Carol was cuddling a teddy bear. Sleep came over Alexa, and she was happy when it did. A few hours later, Carol was the one who woke first. Looking at the dozing Alexa, sans nightie, only wearing curlers in her hair, securely tucked in her arms like a doll, she tried to slip herself free of the girl. It was hard, to end a moment she enjoyed so much. The sheets were the only part that got wet, with the mattress almost getting nothing on it. Carol breathed a sigh of relief, and threw the sheets into the wash. Back to Alexa. Pulling the girl up and waking her up she got mere grumbles as responses. What woke Alexa up was a wet wipe on her butt, looking panicked. "Relax, relax. Stay still, I'm trying to look at your red little rear." Carol said, splaying Alexa's legs open too get a better look. It looked better then a few hours ago, but maybe that was just because Carol was looking at it awake and under light. Alexa seemed nervous. "I didn't mean to wet, uhm, on your sheets." Alexa stuttered out, her headache mixing with the burning on her bottom to make an uncomfortable looking girl. "My fault. I shouldn't have just strapped another diaper on you and called it good." Carol said, a brief moment of inspiration hitting her. "You need another booster. At a minimum." Alexa with another booster in her diaper walked with a more pronounced waddle, and she looked a bit horrified at it all. Carol patted the diaper, and rubbed her eyes. She needed a coffee and some headache meds; Alexa waddled to the bathroom, vomiting with some assistance from Carol. The taste of coffee filled Carol and Alexa's mouth at roughly the same time; both women sat in the kitchen, Alexa in her diaper and curlers, Carol in a sweatshirt. Both sat there, recounting last night with some bemusement. "I couldn't find the money, I swear..." Alexa giggled, sipping down some milk alongside her coffee. A pounding headache was being washed away by the caffeine. "Uh huh. Just like you couldn't find any pants when a boy came to the door, huh?" Carol said with a teasing tone. "Oh my gosh. I showed my diaper to that boy. My wet diaper." Alexa replied, the realization just now hitting. "Yeah, and the world didn't end, did it? He probably thought you were a kid or something Lex, and he probably forgot who we even were the minute he got to his car." Carol said, shrugging her shoulders. "Do I....not even look like an adult?" Alexa said, annoyed at Carol's bluntness, and realizing she needed something to cover up her nude body. Some part of her brain wanted to hear Carol's opinion, her judgement, so she hid nothing of her body. "Of course you look like an adult, seeing as you're an adult. I'm just saying in that moment, he probably just thought you were a little kid." Carol soothed Alexa, who's defensiveness was obvious. "Alright, you have today off. Let's enjoy it! But, could you clean up the basement while I do some stuff, then you can shower and get ready." Alexa nodded, first heading upstairs to get her nightie. It came back on as she waddled down the basement steps, picking up the pizza boxes and assorted trash from the night before. A few crumbs were on the ground, and Alexa grabbed those too; after maybe 20 minutes of work, the basement looked as good as new, maybe even better. Alexa hopped up the steps, eager for a shower. The dry diaper hit the ground with a rustle, and Alexa let the warm water embrace her body. Alexa stepped out after enough time, drying her body off and gently dapping her rear off, with Carol walking in, dressed in the same sweatshirt. Taking Alexa's shower cap off, she worked the curlers out of her hair, and finished drying off the girl. Alexa followed her to the changing pad, with Carol tutting a bit. "We wasted a good diaper and booster pad. Next time, I guess I just will have to glue them if the tapes won't get back on." Carol said, causing both of the women to laugh a bit. It was an easy process, and Alexa felt like she had a bucket of cream in her pants as she waddled around while Carol rooted through their boutique purchases. "Here we go!" Carol said, patting Alexa's behind to get her attention. A pair of cotton white stockings came up Alexa's legs, both stopping right below her diapers. Alexa giggled at the image in the mirror, and spoke up. "I look like I have a really big butt. Are you jealous?" Alexa asked, doing silly poses in the mirror. Her previous embarrassment days prior with Carol seeing her was gradually fading away, especially after the women had changed her countless times. "Yes, I'm very jealous of your big butt. Hey, what's this? Are you padding?" Carol said, jokingly patting the diaper and tickling Alexa. A slight shot of pee made its way into the diaper, and Alexa let Carol finish dressing her. Mary Janes for shoes, a pink skirt, a shirt with 'Princess' in cursive. Alexa looked at herself in the mirror, and Carol smiled at her work; she still had it, the ability to dress a child in no time. Pulling a big yellow hair bow from the bag, she worked her hands through Alexa's hair and tied the bow with it. Next came a light dusting of makeup, accentuating Alexa's rosy cheeks and giving her cute lips. Alexa let Carol work, and smiled at the results, but a small scowl formed on her face. "You don't think I look too young like this, do I?" Alexa questioned. "No, I think you look very cute Lex. Don't stress over it so much, especially not after an expert..." Carol pointed at herself. "...just did your makeup..." Carol left her alone in her room, and Alexa opened her phone up to text Devin. Their conversation had been flowing decently well, and Alexa wanted to continue. A message from last night popped up. Alexa: sadfadaf txt me ? Devin: Huh, you alright Lexi? Alexa typed, realizing she must've texted Devin in a drunken stupor. He deserved a message back. Alexa: Sorry, had too much to drink. What do you think of my outfit? She snapped a photo in her rooms mirror, trying to get a good angle of the whole ensemble. As she sent it, she realized a slight part of the changing mat peaked out, and she contemplated deleting it. Seeing an email notification, she forgot that thought. "Ms. Johnson, I apologize, I had a medical emergency in the family and forgot to call you back. Might we talk at your earliest convince to set up a point where I can drive down to exchange things? My children and I need a roadtrip. Diana Sauers" Alexa was annoyed, having forgotten about her laptop herself. Both had blended to the back of her mind as she had prepared for the presentation. Heading to the computer, Alexa began to type a response to the email. Just as she was nearing the end, Carol came into the room, having tried on clothes she bought as well. Her outfit was different, a bodycon dress with a pair of pink heels and some jewelry; the bright red lipstick only gave her further allure, making Alexa nearly drop her mouth open in shock at the transformation from mom in a sweatshirt to beautiful babe. "Hey, no work today!" Carol said, turning Alexa away from the desk. "Listen, how does this look? I still need to finish my makeup, but I liked the lipstick." "Carol, you look amazing. Like, seriously." Alexa babbled as Carol gave a 360 degree turn to show off her body. "Well, you certainly are the flatterer. Now, you get out of this office right now missy, I refuse to let you work yourself to the bone." Carol said, beaming after the compliment and putting her hand on her hips. Alexa followed her downstairs, sitting on the couch as Carol turned on the TV. Cartoons popped up, and Alexa found herself enraptured by a cartoon she hadn't seen since she was in grade school. Sipping on some fruit juice, she only realized her last 30 minutes had been spent watching a kids cartoon when the show ended. Carol came down, makeup finished and with sheer pantyhose on. It was a sexy, yet not overtly slutty look. Grabbing Alexa's attention, Carol saw the fruit punch in her hand, glad someone enjoyed the purchase. "I think I'm ready, sorry for the wait. Let's get some breakfast somewhere, then I can show you around the city proper." Carol said, pulling the lazy Alexa off the couch and out to the car. The booster seat performed its job well enough, and Alexa struggled impossibly to close her legs or keep her skirt down. Breakfast was at a beautiful vista, fitting with Carol's manner of dress and quite at odds with Alexa's. When they finished, Carol showed Alexa around the town, having given her the 'borrowed' backpack to carry her changing supplies. The leash dangled, and a constable walked by the pair, flagging Carol down. "Miss, if your child's bag has a leash, borough law states you must have possession of it at all time." The man said, as Carol nodded took the leash. "I'm so sorry officer, I didn't know. Could you forgive me?" Carol gave him puppy dog eyes, working her magic as he relaxed. "Of course miss. You and your beautiful daughter have a wonderful day." The man said, heading down the street as Carol gave a 'sorry' to Alexa. The nice weather and beautiful city made Alexa forget about the annoyance of being led on a leash by Carol. Until her phone rang, of course. "May I please speak to Miss Alexa Johnson?" A serious voice said through the phone. "Who you're speaking to now. How might I help you?" Alexa said as she sat on a park bench. Carol had left to grab something from a nearby food truck. "Miss Johnson, I'm so glad I could reach you. I'm Melissa Alizvon from Tech Focus. I was hoping you could come back to the office today and sign some forms." The woman's voice relaxed after hearing it was Alexa. "Forms for?" Alexa asked, confused. Carol came back with some snowcones, with Alexa eager to try hers. She made Alexa wait till the phone call was done. "Oh, my apologies, I should've started with that. Your presentation yesterday was excellent. We'd like to put it on the front page of our company website. Since you don't work for our company, we'd just need a consent form from you." The woman stated. "Gotcha. When should I come in?" Alexa asked, hoping it wouldn't be today. "Today works. Actually, I'll be busy tomorrow, so I'd need you to be here today. How's in about a hour sound?" The woman's voice asked. "Uhm, yes, but well could I have a bit more time...?" Alexa asked. "You said yes? Sorry, you're breaking up. I'll see you in a hour then." The voice said, with the line going dead. "Shit." Alexa said, licking her snowcone. "Work?" Carol questioned, watching a group of young men playing volleyball shirtless. She felt a stirring in her body as she thought about Paul, who's body looked so similar to those men. "Yes. Damnit. I have to go in to sign a form. Like, now." Alexa said, annoyance very evident. Carol sighed, sad their day was being cut short like that. But work came first, especially for her friends. Alexa hopped back into the booster seat, watching with eager eyes as Carol's boobs jiggled in the dress. Carol noticed her eyes, and looked down at her chest. "Are you just always going to gawk at poor old me as I get you in your booster seat?" Carol asked, pulling the one strap just a bit too tight, meaning Alexa had zero chance not to display her diaper cover during the drive. She had to wait to zing back as Carol walked around the car. "Sorry, I just was having two watermelons shoved in my face. Hard not too stare when I nearly suffocate every time." Alexa said, sticking her tongue out at the laughing Carol. "Alright, that was a good one." Carol said, and the women enjoyed the nice car ride to the corporate tower. Getting into the lobby was easy enough, and Alexa saw that dreaded red haired secretary from yesterday, making sure to avoid the bitch. Instead, she walked up to a nicer looking young woman, who seemed just a bit frazzled. "Ms. Alizvon? Oh certainly, you'll see her on floor 42..." She checked the directory. "Room A3. Elevator is to your right Miss." She got back to typing on her computer. Alexa walked through the metal detector, setting off the alarm. The two guards from yesterday walked over to her. "You were here yesterday, weren't ya?" Ronnie said, remembering the diaper wearing businesswoman from yesterday. She looked much, much younger today. "I was. Um, I had to head up the elevator." Alexa said, taking a badge from the men and heading up the elevator. "Ms. Alizvon is currently getting coffee, could I take a message?" A young male clerk sat at a desk in front of the woman's office. "I needed to meet with her to sign some consent forms...?" Alexa questioned. Hadn't that woman said she'd be here? "Oh right, Ms. Johnson. She should be back soon. She asked me to get you your photo taken while we waited." The man said, standing up. Alexa followed him through the floor, confused why she needed a photo; he explained it would be on the company's front page, so they wanted a photo of who the speaker was. Sitting in a chair, in front of a camera, Alexa prepared herself to have the photo taken. Until....nothing happened. "Shit. Sorry, language. Shoot. Let me find a new camera." The boy said, walking off. Alexa felt her bladder begin to stir at the worst time, and she fussed with her outfit as she waited. Don't use the bathroom while getting her photo take, she told herself. "Right, I found a camera lyin around. I'll just do it manually." The intern said, as Alexa focused on his words. Her bladder was pained. Beyond reason. Fidgeting with her stockings, she tried to look as professional as possible in the outfit, hands on her knees. Thankfully, she didn't repeat what happened at the security room. Instead, her bladder began to flood the diaper before the guy had even taken the photo. Slamming her legs shut, she failed to even ebb the flow, and had to let it finish as her booster pad began to overflow. "Shoot, the cap was on. Sit up tall for me, please." The man said, as Alexa straightened her back and tried to not to think of her accident. Taking a few snaps, Alexa got up to look at them. In all of them, due to the man's terrible angling, her diaper cover was obvious, and she felt like one could see yellow if they peered into them long enough. About to ask for them to be retaken, Alexa lost the chance as the man pulled the camera away. "I was one of the interns who helped yesterday. I go to college nearby here, and let me tell you, that was freakin amazing." He said, walking back to the room. Alexa forgot her earlier concerns as she began to talk to the intern, and slowly realized he knew what he was talking about. Lost in technical details, she didn't realize how much time had passed until the intern looked at his phone and grimaced. "Hey, before Ms. Alizon get's back, could I get your number? Maybe to get coffee sometime?" The boy said, and Alexa nodded, amazed at the fact that she had gotten a second boys number. Signing the forms was simple enough, and Alexa was outside the company office in no time. Having forgotten about Carol in the car, Alexa rushed over, feeling bad for making her friend wait for at least half a hour. "My bad, my bad. Sorry, I had to wait on the woman to sign the forms." Alexa said, panting a bit from her light jog she had done to the car. "No problem Lex, I just called Paul while I waited." Carol said, handing Alexa a smoothie. "And went and got a smoothie for you." Alexa thanked the woman, and let herself be strapped into the booster seat once again. Sipping down the smoothie, Alexa listened attentively to Carol's next words. "So I was thinking, we still have most of the day left. I wanted to hit the gym, especially since I haven't gone in a few days." "Uhm, I'm not much of a gym person..." Alexa commented, finishing her smoothie. Delicious. "Oh, come on, it won't kill you to try it once, would it?" Carol asked. "If you don't want to, we don't have to." "Alright. I need to change, and I don't have any workout clothes." Alexa said, hoping it might dissuade Carol. "You already need a change?" Carol asked, her voice surprised. "I meant clothing change!" Alexa protested. "But yes, I also need that sort of change." "Well duh, I'm not going to go workout in a dress Lex. Here, let me pull over, we can get you changed now." Carol said, pulling into a nearby parking lot, which was packed with people. Alexa felt her heart flutter, and she worried. Not in a parking lot this crowded, right? "It's fine Carol, it's just some pee, I can wait till we get back...." Alexa mumbled as Carol let her out of the booster seat, squirming. Carol waved off her protests, and Alexa jumped up onto the changing pad, covering her face with her hands. This was a new level of humiliations. The parking lot was full of people, not in a hidden area, and cars were driving by every second. Mercifully, the change was quick enough that nothing occurred besides Alexa's embarrassment. "God, it's not like we're having sex or something. It's just a change." Carol said, seeming very annoyed at Alexa's overdramatic behavior. What was the big deal about changing a kids diaper, even if that kid was a woman in her 20s who was a full adult? "I know, it's just, well, nevermind. I'm sorry Carol, I'm just not used to anyone knowing, forgive me." Alexa said, immediately sensing Carol's annoyance. Carol got her buckled back in, and realized her tone may have been harsh towards the girl. "Alexa, listen okay?" Carol said, Alexa's eyes drifting upwards. "No one will say anything. Trust me on that. But you have to stop being so dramatic on it. When I need to change you, just let me without a hassle, okay? We don't have all the time in the world." "I understand. Sor..." Alexa's apology was cut off by a hug from Carol, and both women forgave the other, enjoying the ride back. They changed quickly, with Alexa throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a large sweatshirt. "Give me a second to get changed." Carol said after changing Alexa's clothes. She lead the girl to the basement, putting her in front of the TV with some juice to occupy her. A naughty gym outfit photoshoot for Paul meant she needed a fair amount of time. Alexa hadn't noticed that nearly half a hour had passed by the time Carol came back, occupied by the show on TV and her phone. The sweatshirt and pants had a large purple stain, and Carol tutted at Alexa, who realized she had spilled something on her pants. "Oh, uhm, it was really good juice and I uhm, wasn't really paying..." Alexa said, looking down at the stains. "Don't make me give you a bib missy!" Carol said, wagging her finger jokingly. Clad in her tight yoga pants and sports bra, she pulled Alexa upstairs, changing her once more. New, tighter pink sweats, with a matching pink sweatshirt; all bedazzled, and a slight bulge at her waist. "It's sorta, showing off my diaper, don't you think?" Alexa questioned, staring in the mirror. Carol shook her head, letting her ponytail hit her shoulders. "Not really. Besides, you look cute in it. Come on, we should head out, I want a workout." The ride to the gym was uneventful, besides some small talk. Once they reached the counter, the bored looking worker stopped the group, not believing Alexa was old enough to work out until she whipped out the ID; they had no hassle afterwards. Inside the locker room, Carol put their stuff in one of the cubbies, and brought her in front of one of the large posing mirrors. "Let's take a pic, I haven't had a gym buddy in awhile!" Carol said, standing side by side with Alexa; one in unflattering sweats and a sweatshirt, the other in figure hugging yoga pants and a sports bra. Not feeling like protesting, Alexa smiled for the photo, only weakly mumbling a bit as Carol pulled out a pair of cutesy headphones with cat ears on top. Pink and blue, they fit Alexa's current outfit well, but she was confused how Carol had gotten them. "Oh, I figured you need headphones. So I grabbed them from that girls bag to borrow. Try them, they seem to be high quality." Carol said, walking Alexa out to the gym floor as she fiddled with them. By the end of the workout, Alexa was covered in sweat. Run. Stationary Bike. Run again. Stair stepper. Sprints on the treadmill. Leg workouts. Stretching. Another quick jolt on the bike. Carol was sweaty as well, but not nearly as much as the panting Alexa. Thinking they were done, Alexa followed behind Carol like a little duckling, surprised when they went past the lockerroom and to another section. Watching Carol squat, Alexa light held her stomach, which felt funny from all the workouts they had done. "Your turn Lex. We'll start off with some practice." Carol said, helping her with the form. After a few minutes, Alexa's form had improved, but her stomach had not. Her partner urged a last go at it, and she wondered. "You go girl!" Carol said, as Alexa prepared herself. She could do it. Breath in. Out. In. Out. A hand waving in front of her face stopped ALexa. "I'm gonna record this, and we can work on your form later. You got this!" Alexa nodded, too caught up to think much. Down. Up. Grumble in her stomach. Down again. Up. Shooting pain in her stomach. Down once more. An explosion of pain in her stomach, and knowledge that she was going to have an accident. Up. Thinking she was done, Alexa heard Carol cheer her on through the music. Down again. Reaching the bottom, she felt her stomachs pain move downwards, filling the diaper with little stoppage by Alexa. Red-faced already, Alexa scrunched her mouth up, and listened to Carol's words. "Keep going down!" By the end, her diaper was full, and Alexa was exhausted from the effort. It had been surprising how she had....messed without so much of a thought, and she kept quiet as they headed back to the lockerroom. "Carol, uh, I may, you know, change." Alexa said, the tiredness mixing with embarrassment to make her look at the ground as she muttered the words. "Oh, when'd you go?" Carol said, worried a bit. "You didn't at the beginning, right?" "No! I went at the end." Alexa said, as the worry melted off Carol's face. Not thinking much, she let Carol strip her in the lockerroom, down to her diaper and socks. It hit her once some else walked by the two women, as she yelped a bit, covering up her camisole covered chest and crotch. Carol waved her hand out of the way, leaning over as she slid Alexa's headphones over her ears, whispering into her ear. "Just close your eyes Lexi, if it'll make you feel better." Alexa nodded, shutting her eyes and focusing on the music as Carol maneuvered her body onto a wooden bench nearby, getting the diaper off in no time, and slathering on a heavy layer of cream. A fellow mom shot her a smile, and she got back to work, putting Alexa back into her diaper cover and sweats, all while the girl lay their like a doll. Alexa only looked up as she was pulled out of the lockerroom. They stopped for more smoothies, and Alexa felt her empty gut rumble as they ordered. Another absurd order (for how skinny Alexa was) later, and they were back in the car, Alexa sucking down her fruit blend. Carol gagged a bit, realizing she had definitely not gotten the right smoothie; it tasted like liquid cupcakes. Alexa gave it a sip, enjoying the taste. "Mhmmm. This is amazing Carol! Why don't you like it?" Alexa asked, surprised. "You can have it. It tastes like pure sugar. Definitely not my thing." Carol said, watching the giddy Alexa slurp down the shake, undisturbed by the size of either. How she fit so much food in such a petite body, she would never know. Getting Alexa out of the carseat, Carol smirked at the girls eyes drifting downwards, then looking panicked as she realized her one breast was nearly popping out of the sports bra. Alexa snorted, and Carol blushed for the first time in awhile. After a shower and setting the curlers in Alexa's hair, Carol got to cooking some dinner; Alexa sat in front of the computer, munching on the leftover cookies as she checked over work things. Carol stood behind Alexa, the girl engrossed in her music and clearly checking work. Unnoticed by the girl, she crept up, pausing for a second. Alexa let out a scream as Carol grabbed onto her shoulders, flooding her diaper with a small amount of pee. "Oh my gosh, Carol, you sacred me so bad." Alexa said, looking terrified in her cute overalls and shirt. "I said no work today missy and here I find you, looking at work!" Carol said, putting her hand out. "Computer time's done, hand over your phone and come down to dinner." Alexa giggled at the joke, playing along and placing her phone in Carol's hand; the woman looked surprised, but played along. Dinner was unsurprisingly amazing, and Alexa found it hard not to stuff her face with the eggplant parm and salad. After her third serving, she rubbed her stomach, finishing her glass of prune juice. Carol let out a snort, and wiped a napkin on her face. "You're a messy eater Lex. I appreciate the complimenting by demolishing my food though, you remind me of my boys after one of their games." Carol giggled, finishing wiping the face of Alexa. "Do you have to go into work tomorrow?" "Just a teleconference early in the morning. Hopefully I don't get some surprise call like today." Alexa said, with an annoyed voice. "Right. Alright, could you help me with the dishes and we can put on a movie." Carol said, and they worked together to finish all the dishes. Afterwards, she changed Alexa into a new outfit, a romper with pink teddy bear designs throughout, it clearly displayed her diaper cover and diaper through the material; Carol was in her sexy blue nightie. A movie followed, with a bit of wine. Alexa's head dipped down, then found itself resting in Carol's lap, and before she knew it, she was out like a light. Carol teased the girls hair, her other hand scratching her back. Beyond comfortable, Alexa was in dream world, and slowly slipped her thumb into her mouth; Carol was surprised at the childishness of the woman, but let her do it. Picking up Alexa was easy, and after helping the sleep chasing girl brush her teeth, they both went to bed, Alexa being cuddled tightly by Carol. A high-pitched whine followed by a yelp, some shuffling on the bed. Alexa groaning, Carol looking over the side. "How'd you fall off the bed?" Carol questioned, helping Alexa onto the edge of the bed. She was rubbing her head, surprised and pained by the fall. "I dunno." Alexa shrugged. Both women laughed it off, and went back to bed. Hours of sleep passed. Carol was both awake and asleep when she heard a noise from downstairs. Shuffling. She'd gotten good at hearing noises after living alone with just the boys. Alexa wasn't here. The bathroom? No. That couldn't be downstairs. Proceeding with caution down the steps, she grabbed a robe from the bedroom. If someone was invading her house, they most certainly weren't getting a shot of her in her underdress. Looking around, she saw a dark figure in the corner, near the door to the pool. Approaching slowly, Carol realized they were in a jumper.....and had curlers in their hair. "Alexa? What're you doing looking at the corner." Carol questioned. No response. Freely walking up the girl, Carol realized she was standing, and even stepped around, but her eyes were shut. Sleepwalking. That's what it was. "Lex. Wake up sweetie." Carol said, lightly touching her back. Nothing. Remembering how she used to get her boys up Carol reached under the jumper, and began tickling Alexa's sides. A yip followed, and Alexa's voice groaned. Her diaper began to fill up with urine as she involuntarily let go. "Where....downstairs?" Alexa said, face full of confusion, especially at her thumb in her mouth. "You were sleepwalking. Scared me senseless." Carol said, keeping her hand on the girls back. "Oh, uhm, sorry. I sometimes do it, only when I'm stressed." Alexa said, red filling her face. "Chill out Lex, not a big deal. Up for a midnight snack?" Carol said, hoping to distract the embarrassed girl with some food. It worked, and after some milk/cookies, Alexa had forgotten anything about the night before. They head back to sleep, and Alexa was the first to go, this time, much more securely hugged by Carol. "Wakey-wakey." Carol said, shaking Alexa back and forth. It was early in the morning, before the sun even rose, but it was enough to get Alexa dressed and filled up with breakfast. Alexa awoke with a start and realized where she was. Next, she felt Carol getting her up and pulling back her romper to check the diaper. "Good job Lex, no accident during the night! Why don't we..." Carol said, very much surprised at the fact Alexa had no accident. "Gotta go. Bad..." Alexa said, darting off as fast as she could to the bathroom. Behind her followed an amused Carol. The romper was fighting her as she pulled it down, but with some assistance from Carol, it was thrown into a pile on the ground. Sitting down onto the toilet, Alexa nearly let go, until Carol broke the tapes on the diaper and pulled it from under her. She let the girl do her business in private. "Good freakin job Alexa, I'm super proud of you!" Carol said, happy the girl had finally used an actual toilet. Both realized the collective awkwardness of what Carol had just said around the same time; Carol from the fact that she had used her 'mom voice' to congratulate Alexa, while Alexa realized she was smiling at having avoided an accident. "Thanks Carol, uh." Alexa said, not having much of a response. Instead, she hopped into the shower, enjoying the warmth running down her shower cap and onto her body. In no time, she was out, wrapping the towel around her body as she looked for Carol. Not finding her in her room, she stumbled upon her in Alexa's room. The towel was cast aside, and Alexa laid down on the changing mat, letting Carol get to work. Carol cajoled Alexa with praise, and she had a diaper, diaper cover, and a pair of panties pulled up over her waist. "Carol, doesn't this look a little weird. I mean, the panties look stretched as heck." Alexa questioned. "No, no. You deserve to wear them. I'm going to help you wean yourself off diapers, and it starts with you wearing undies when you do well!" Carol said, pulling up the granny panties so they were snug. The cursive text on them was cute, displaying the day of the week. She tried on the pencil skirt she had gotten from the boutique, and combined with a nice blouse, she felt pretty good about the morning. Carol helped remove the curlers and do her makeup, and Alexa stared in the mirror. Breakfast was a short affair, and Alexa was contemplating the events of the teleconference over eggs and bacon. Soon enough, the time came, and Alexa sat at the computer, logging into the conference. Her part came around 30 minutes into the meeting. "Miss Johnson, I have heard great reports from what occurred on your trip. Please, give all us a recount of your journey." A kinder old man's voice said. It was her bosses boss. Alexa explained the journey, and all of what she had done, finishing up after around 10 minutes of constant speech. She downed the last of the water bottle she had gotten from the candy shop at that airport. "Fantastic! Now, onto Mister Richardmours presentation about growth in..." The older mans voice said, as a message pinged directly to Alexa. 'Please call me after meeting, have important matter to discuss - Mr. Yawena' Alexa shivered a bit, the rest of the meeting going by at a snails pace now that she had to talk to her boss. What could important matter mean? The only thing that broke her focus was Carol bringing a snack, some apples and peanut butter on a plate. His voice was nice, more nice then most times she ever called. "Miss Johnson, I am glad you were able to make it to the meeting. Now, I have an important matter to discuss. Do you have a few minutes?" "Yes of course Mr. Yawena." Alexa said, surprised her had even asked. Usually, he made the person have the time he needed. "So, after your performance at that presentation, upper management really is pushing for you to be our Remote Liaison to that market area. I already had thrown your name out there, but now, you basically only need to sign to get the job. It's responsibilities would be mostly remote work, combined with working between the two companies. Of course, you would have to live where you are now, which means moving. The company would pay any costs for such a short move, of course." He said, taking a breath to drink some water. "I won't lie to you Miss Johnson, this is a very big opportunity for you. I won't say refusing it will destroy your career, but you would lose any upward mobility. Any questions?" Alexa badgered him with a few questions, surprised at the turn of events completely. "You'll have me as a mentor, and it will initially be a two year position. I need a response by the end of business hours your time. So please, think it over, get a good lunch, and then think it over some more." Mr. Yawena said, as they exchanged some goodbyes and ended the conference. Alexa sat there, stunned at the turn of events, scrolling through her email and other tasks aimlessly while she thought. The only thing that broke her attention was Carol coming in with her refilled water bottle. "You look like you've seen a ghost Lex, what's up?" Carol said, placing the filled bottle down. Alexa explained the offer she had just received, and how she didn't know what to do. They went back and forth for a bit, exchanging opinions on it, weighing the positives and negatives. "Right, well I think...." Carol said, interrupted by a loud DING from the doorbell. "I'll get it. You finish your juice Lex." Alexa did as told, and then followed behind Carol. Neither Carol or Alexa recognized the tall woman at the front door, nor her five children. "May I help you?" Carol questioned, staring at the gathering of very well behaved children. "I'm looking for a Miss Alexa Johnson? Here to return her laptop?" The woman questioned, looking like she thought she may have the wrong address. "That's me! Sorry, I completely forgot to call you and schedule a time to come back!" Alexa said, bounding forward between Carol and Diana. "Miss Johnson, pleasure to meet you." The woman said, extending her hand. "Diana Sauers, Miss Sauers if you please." "Sauers...Diana....you wouldn't happen to have graduated Fernhome Secondary School, would you?" Carol said, a shock looked passing on her face. "I did, in fact. You are....?" She questioned, keeping her kids well controlled. "Carol. I remember you! Freshman Literature, right?" Carol said, looking surprised at the turn of events. The woman, and her children, were invited into the house as they reminisced over memories of school. No one remembered the backpack, but Carol and Diana certainly remembered their friendship in school. Alexa headed upstairs to work on some projects, and sorted out the bag to return. She was interrupted by Carol coming up and knocking on the office door. "Hey, Diana and I are planning on grabbing some lunch. Want to get changed from your work clothes really quickly?" "Sure, I have pretty much the entire day off. Can we get my bag first?" Alexa questioned, prompting a nod from Carol. Arms up, arms down. Shimmy. Alexa looked around her room as she stood naked, with Carol picking out her outfit amongst the massive amount of clothes from the boutique. "Ooh. Perfect!" Carol said, always happy to play dressup with her friend. A strapless training bra fit well, but Carol stopped after a bewildered look from her. "This is, uh, a training bra right? Could we use one of the ones I had brought with me?" Alexa said, poking at the bra. Its supposed use, to give her some appearance of breasts, was completely pointless, as the pressure it exerted squished any bump down and away from exposure. "It's either this or a camisole. Besides, these are super comfy and I think it flatters your figure well. Arms up Lex." Carol said, promptly a mechanically response from Alexa. A loose sundress was pulled down, reaching above her knee; some ruffled hem socks came, ending with a pair of Mary Janes. "Couldn't someone see my diaper?" Alexa questioned, twirling around in the mirror as she took stock of the dress. "No worrying about your diaper. Remember what I said a few days ago Lex?" Carol said, working a pink bow into Alexa's hair. "Uh, no?" Alexa said, getting comfortable in her dress. "You need them. Should I be embarrassed if someone knew I was wearing a bra for my breasts? Do you think I should be?" Carol questioned, sounding slightly standoffish, her hands lifted them. "Of course not, that'd be..." Alexa was cut off. "Then don't worry even if someone could see your diaper. No one will to begin with." Carol replied. "I don't go around flashing my bra to every person, so unless you get off on that..." "I don't, I don't..." Alexa said, realizing Carol was joking too late. She shot back with a joke, and soon, Carol was scooting her downstairs so she could get ready herself. Conversation was a bit awkward between Diana and Alexa, at least until they exchanged bags. After that, Diana talked about her children and the like, clearly enjoying the role of mother of 5. They hit it off when they began discussing interests in movies, especially romance movies; eventually Carol came down, dressed in a pair of figure flattering jeans and a crop top. "My car or yours?" Carol asked. "Well, I need space for the five kids....so mine." Diana said, which caused a question from Alexa once they reached the car. "Where will I sit?" "Oh, we have a spot in the back. Between Joan and Jodie." Diana said, which caused a reaction from Carol. "I'll have to grab Lex's car seat. One second!" Diana raised an eyebrow, but once explained the story, snorted a bit and helped move the carseat into the car. Thus, Alexa found herself in the 3rd row from the back, between two very oversized 8 year-olds, and behind 3 just as oversized kids. Alexa felt beyond embarrassed that she had somehow squeezed into these Joan's clothes, especially now that she met the girl in the flesh. All in all, it was a mortifying experience, especially being strapped up besides the kids in a car seat. "Okay, we have a 40 minute drive ahead of us. What's the show you all want?" Diana's voice said, clearly used to using the televisions in the back of seats to placate the children. They all eagerly watched what was ahead of them, and silence dominated the car, besides for Carol and Diana catching up. Feeling something hit her lap, Alexa looked down and noticed Joan had passed her a pair of headphones which were identical to the one's she wore. Hoping to connect them to her phone, she pulled them over her head, realizing instead they were playing the sound of a cartoon. It captured her attention. Carol looked back in between her discussion with Diana, happy to have made two friends in the span of a week; up front, a friend she could relate to with motherhood, in the back, a friend she could help. Alexa sat there with the cat eared headphones on, giggling along with the kids, but mostly looking deep in thought. Her sundress rode up, clearly exposing the day of the week panties, and the padding below them, but Carol made no comment. The less Alexa cared about them, the better. Nearly 30 minutes into the drive, Carol looked back once more, and realized Alexa's eyes were wide, clearly wanting her attention. She shot her a look back, and Alexa looked down, desperation on her face. Bathroom. Now. "Do you think we could stop? Sorry, I really need the bathroom." Carol asked Diana during a lull in their conversation. "Of course. I'm glad you asked, GPS says traffic might delay us a bit, so a stop is in order for the kiddies." Diana responded. They pulled into a gas station, and Carol pulled Alexa out of her booster seat once all the kids were out. Diana looked just a bit confused, but said nothing, merely watching both her kids stretch, and Carol escort the waddling girl to the bathroom. "Shit, shit, shit." Alexa muttered as they went to the bathroom. Not thinking anything of Carol following her into the family bathroom, she felt a sense of relief upon seeing a toilet, especially once Carol shut the door. It wasn't fast enough. Pee flooded into Alexa's diaper in mere seconds, just as she was being helped by Carol to get the diaper cover off. "I....I was so close. Damnit! God damnit!" Alexa said, her temper flaring up, combining with the nervousness of the recent job offer to make her volatile. "You were. It's alright Alexa. You made it in my book." Carol said, hoping to assuage the girl. "But....Carol I didn't make it. Not even close. Don't lie to me to make me feel better." Alexa said, sitting on the toilet and letting the diaper squish. "Alexa. Lexi. Lex. I don't just say stuff to hear myself talk. You made it." Carol said, squishing Alexa's head right into her bosom. Alexa felt herself relax as she tried to breath, and her thought process cooled down slowly but surely. Next came getting a diaper, and Alexa had to sit awkwardly in the bathroom as she awaited Carol to come back with one. Two voices appeared outside the bathroom, and Alexa tensed up. Carol knocked, and Alexa let her into the bathroom. Behind her followed Diana, and Alexa yelped a bit as Diana let herself in, covering up the wet diaper. "Sorry Alexa, I forgot to pack your diaper bag, so, uh, I had to borrow one from Diana." Carol said sheepishly. "Oh, uhm, got it. I can change my..." Alexa said, hoping to scoot the two women out of the room. "No need. I got it Lexi." Carol said, not seeming to get Alexa's embarrassment. "So, those diapers in the bag were yours? I figured you...had a daughter." Diana said, surprised at the turn of events. "Yes, uhm, yes." Alexa said, face tomato red. Her hands covered her eyes, and she contemplated melting into the changing table. "Do you need them, or just like to wear them?" Diana said, befuddled at the adult wearing them. "Need them!" Both her and Carol said, with Carol beating her to the punch. "She's, uh, she definitely needs them." "Oh, it's not some weird fetish thing. Got it. Well, in that case, she has a really bad diaper rash. Let me help Carol." Diana said, the abnormally tall woman butting next to Carol as Alexa watched in horror. The two women worked together to powder, rub baby oil, and slathered cream into Alexa's loins. It was mostly just Carol's work and Diana talking, but Alexa was confused how either woman thought this was normal. Eventually the change was done, and Carol was running her hands along the inner part of the diaper to check the fit. The bathroom door jiggled, and someone opened it. "Uh, miss, you can't leave your kids unatten..." The man stopped his speech as he realized he was barging in on a change. Alexa felt her mortification reach a whole new level, and she stood on wobbly feet as Diana helped her off the changing table. "Carol, could you check on my kids. I need to have a word with Alexa really quick." Diana said, the tall woman sounding forceful enough to make Carol scatter. "You're serious about needing these things, right? Like, my kids aren't going to be exposed to anything weird or anything of the sort?" Diana asked the embarrassed Alexa. She already had her answer from her red Alexa was, but she wanted to hear it verbally. "I need them. Please, don't tell anyone. I'm....Please just don't tell anyone." Alexa said, breaking down as her secret was revealed to another person. The response was all Diana needed and she patted the girl on the back. "I won't. Before we leave, is Joan's diaper comfy for you? Not too loose, not too tight?" Diana asked, pulling up Alexa's sundress. Alexa choked on the words. "It's....fine. Fits fine. Thank you for letting me use one of your daughters." Diana could sense the girls anguish and stress, and didn't know how to react. She was an adult, sure, but she certainly wasn't acting like an adult. "Good. Listen, I won't say a word to the kids about it. Whenever you have to go potty, let me or Carol know, 'kay?" Diana said, prompting a nod from Alexa. Diana seemed a bit miffed, and took on a much, much more matronly tone. "I'd like a verbal response." "I will." Alexa muttered, staring into the ground. "Will what?" Diana said, going into full mom mode. "I'll let you know when I have to go potty!" Alexa said, stamping her foot. "Okay, good." Diana said, smiling and chuckling a bit. "Joan only wears them just in case, but she hasn't had an accident in awhile, so don't worry about running out of your diapers." They headed out, with Diana 'fixing' Alexa's fussiness by buying her something from the gas station, specifically a big thing of chocolate milk. Sipping on it, Alexa felt her mood lessen, and when she saw Carol standing near the kids, she felt her spirits rise. The drive to the restaurant was scenic, and Alexa watched it pass with amazement from the back of the car. Her view ended when they parked in the lot of an older, fancy looking restaurant. "Table for 7, please." Diana said, herding both her leash and unleashed kids towards the front of the restaurant, with Carol and Alexa following close behind. The view from the patio was beautiful, and the restaurant was beyond packed. Ordering went well, but Alexa was slightly annoyed when the waitress deferred to Diana and Carol on what she wanted to drink. "Chocolate milk and water, right?" Carol said, knowing Alexa's palate all too well; she received a nod from Alexa. Gulping down her liquids, Alexa found herself checking her phone awkwardly as Carol and Diana talked, only jumping in once or twice. The waiter came up, and much like what had happened days ago at the airport, saw her passively pointing at something, and assumed she wanted it. He was gone by the time Alexa could speak up to change her order. "I thought you didn't like pancakes?" Carol asked, confused at the clearly annoyed Alexa. "I don't....I wanted a burger. It's like that time at the airport, remember?" Alexa said, laughing a bit, causing Carol to laugh, and then proceed to explain some of their adventures at the airport. As they talked, the waiter came back with food, and Diana spoke up. "Young man, she didn't want that. Could you please retake her order?" Diana spoke like Alexa was her own daughter, and didn't relax until the man had placed their food down, and retook her order. Alexa ended up explaining her job and life to Diana between twin bites of flapjacks and a burger. Eventually, she prompted a comment from Diana. "How are you so...petite, and yet, you just ate a meal for two fully grown adults?" Diana asked, turning her attention towards Carol. "Did you not feed her breakfast?" "No, no. She always likes to eat." Carol said, throwing her hands of sheepishly. Lunch finished early for Alexa, as Carol/Diana slowly ate their food, she demolished it, polishing down everything like it was nothing. "Joan, finish your food. I mean, heavens, you barely have even pecked at it." Diana said to the girl to her right as Alexa fidgeted with her glasses. A groan followed, and the girl pushed it away from her, not wanting any part in finishing off the full plate. Diana's face became a bit red with anger, and she grabbed Joan's plate, moving it in front of Alexa. "Fine Joan, you don't want to use your words, now Miss Johnson is going to eat your food." Alexa raised an eyebrow, and looked at Diana, getting the sentence 'Play along' mouthed to her by the woman, followed by a 'Please'. Taking a few small nibbles, which produced no reaction from the girl, Alexa stopped as a pang of pain hit her stomach, already full. Diana slightly kneed her under the table. It proceeded like that until ALexa had finished the plate, with no action other then some annoying stares by the girl, who went back to talking with her sister; if she was mad about not eating, she clearly didn't show it. Diana, however, was happy as the group left, Alexa following behind with her swollen stomach. "Thanks for helping me teach her a lesson. She is such a handful sometimes, so I have to get creative with my punishments. Do you have to go potty before we go?" Diana asked, having slowed her walk so it was semi-discreet. Alexa shook her head, and talked with Carol as she strapped her into a booster seat. "Alexa. Alexa." Carol repeated, trying to get the attention of Alexa as she sat in her booster seat, listening to the cartoon on the screen and thinking. Diana shut it off, causing Alexa to look up at the two women far in the front. "Huh, what's up?" Alexa asked, confused. "We're stopping at a really nice lakeside park. Do you need to get back right away for work?" Carol asked. "No, I'm good. Thanks for asking." Alexa said, shooting her a cute toothy grin. Her sundress had ridden up, much like any outfit did in the carseat, and sitting next to Joan, she looked like she was in the right spot. The park was beautiful, especially with the sun directly overhead and not inhibited by any clouds. Once they were all out of the car, Diana began talking to her children, taking them on a potty break, while Alexa and Carol headed out onto a park bench. A strong gust of wind brought Alexa's skirt up an inch or so, and she rushed to hold it down with her hands. Carol produced some sunscreen, and after putting some on her face and arms, she began rubbing it into Alexa without so much of a word; lost in thought, Alexa let her go to town. They explored throughout the park, and Alexa hopped up onto a rock, handing Carol her phone. "Take a photo of me for Devon!" Alexa said, smiling and making silly poses onto the overhang. After a few minutes, they stopped, and later, they came across an even more beautiful overhang. Alexa did the same poses, making silly faces. A strong gust of wind completely flipped her sundress upwards, exposing her underwear to the world. Carol continued snapping photos, not realizing what had happened until she focused on the photos themselves, and not just egging Alexa on. While Alexa focused on keeping the sundress down, Joan and her brother fought over a beetle they had found, with her older brother holding it above her head. "Gimme it back!" Her voice whined, followed by taunting. Too late for either Diana or Carol to notice, he began to back up, hopping onto Alexa's rock. A dash from Joan prompted him to jump back, and a cry from Diana. "Watch out!" Alexa heard the words, and felt something hit her directly in the stomach. Her balance was lost, and she wobbled backwards, falling over the overhang. Diana and Carol watched in horror as they tumbled down the rock incline, landing head first into a pile of mud. Truthfully, Alexa had been knocked out the very second her head hit the rocky incline. She felt a dull thud, then warmth around her waist, and a gross feeling around her whole body. After that, darkness. She came to inside a dusty wooden cabin, ice cold water being poured over her face, and someone wrapping a damp rag on her forehead. Her head hurt worse then her worst hangover, and opening her eyes was a struggle, with dark orbs being replaced by blobs of colors, then finally, a few blurry people. "Alexa. Can you hear us?" Carol's voice said, staring at the exposed (besides for a messy diaper) body of the girl in front of her. It was covered in a mass of scratches and bruises which had formed in the last hour or so. "Yes." Her voice croaked, as her vision came back to normal. Things were blurry, and Alexa reached around for her glasses, unable to find them. She sat up on the cot. "Where am I?" "Park ranger's cabin. We rushed you here as soon as you hit the ground with Davey." Diana said. "What you did was very brave, protecting him from the ground." "Brave? Davey?" Alexa said, head pounding in pain and confusion. "You took the blunt of the fall. He only had minor scratches, thanks to you wrapping your arms around him." Diana said, realizing the girl was confused. Her voice betrayed a sense of deep gratitude, replacing the earlier talking down to vibe she had given to Alexa. Alexa started to recover from the headache, aided by the silence of the room. As she stretched her fingers and wiggled her toes, she realized with horror that not only was she naked, she was naked besides for a dirty diaper. Thankfully, it was only the two of them in the room. But the cold mush in the seat of her pants made her gag a bit, and both moms realized the disgusted look on her face. "Sorry, we were going to change you but then you started coming back to the real world." Carol said, as Diana slipped out for a second, returning with a diaper bag and the park ranger. Too tired to protest, Alexa let the attractive uniformed man stare at her, but began to cover up her exposed breasts when he walked towards her. "Miss, I nearly was about to call the EMT's. Do you need medical assistance?" He asked, leaning over to put her hand against her forehead. "I'm fine. Th-thank you." Alexa's hoarse voice said, and the man nodded. Seeing the diaper in Diana's hand, he seemed a bit offput, but said nothing. Diana stopped him, requesting a changing pad from him, just as one might order a coffee from a barista. He rubbed the back of his head, and returned with a tarp, not knowing anything else that they could use. Carol and Diana helped Alexa move from the cot. It was easier to move after a few steps, and she slowly eased herself onto the tarp, squeezing her nose at the squish from the diaper. "It's not a changing mat, but it certainly is better than getting a splinter up your butt." Diana said, prompting a nod. Her change was slow, and interrupted by the park ranger coming back with some rubbing alcohol and bandages for her very large gashes. While her bottom was changed by Diana, Carol played support, dabbing the hundreds of tiny scratches with rubbing alcohol and putting bandages around the larger ones. Her eyes watered, and she bit her lip, not wanting to cry out in pain. "Alexa, this one is going to hurt. It's the largest one." Carol said, pointing at one which ran from her mid-thigh to calf. Yelping when the rubbing alcohol was poured over it, she felt pee escape her body, flooding the diaper which lay below her. Diana looked unamused, but sympathetic. "I guess we'll need another change, then." She said sardonically. "Sorry, I'm too sarcastic for my own good sometimes." After close to 15 minutes of repeating the same thing, Alexa sat on top of her wet diaper, bandaged up and feeling a hell of a lot better. Diana slid the untapped diaper from under her waist, and placed it off to the side, returning with a diaper, and several booster pads. No protests came from the teary eyed Alexa, even after she stood up, her gait drastically changed with the insertions. Looking around, Alexa realized her sundress was no where to be found, her heart fluttering at the thought that it might have been so damaged she would have to go naked. "I can tell you want some clothes." Carol said, noticing Alexa's scanning of the room. "Diana, you said you had some?" "Done! I brought a pack of Joan's clothes from her backpack." Diana said, pulling out a plastic bag stuffed with the wording 'Joan's Cute Skirt' tightly with neatly folded clothes. There was a flurry of activity as Carol worked with Diana to get Alexa dressed and ready to leave the cabin. Diaper cover first. A Hello-Kitty shirt, with white tights and a pink tartan skirt with straps that ran over her shoulders. Pink flats with cute bows on the end tightly encased her feet, and while she got steady with her walk, she realized the swish of the skirt combined with her awkward gait to make the diaper quite obvious. "Sorry, this isn't the most hike friendly outfit." Diana said when she noticed Alexa's uncomfortable gait. The walk back to the car was neither enjoyable nor short. They retread their previous trail, and the only thing which stopped them was Alexa needing frequent water breaks. Eventually, the haggard Alexa made it back to the car safely, passing out into the booster seat, her last sight the tight hug of Carol's shirt around her bosom. The suns light softly bled into the room, touching Alexa's face, combining the cool blowing of the fan to make her feel at peace. Parts of her body tingled minorly, but she enjoyed the coolness surrounding her. Her eyes fluttered open, and she realized the fan felt amazing because she had no clothes on other than her diaper, which was encased in a pair of juvenile panties. Where was she? Carol's room. The bed was evident, and she felt herself sink into it. Sitting upright, she realized she had to message Mr. Yawena! He wanted an answer. Looking down at her phone, she realized she had only been out for a few hours, making her feel much better about the whole situation. She had enough time to still dither over the choice. A knock came, and Alexa's croaky voice said "Come in." It was Carol and Diana, both with a glass of wine in hand. The women walked up to Alexa, just slightly tipsy. Making sure she felt alright, they slowly pulled back the bandages, leaving Alexa truly in the buff besides for her diaper. "Could I get some clothes?" Alexa questioned, covering up her breasts so Diana couldn't see them. "For now, hold tight. Sorry Lex, we ran to the store and got some lotions which should help stop any scar tissue from forming." Carol said, leaving the room for a brief second. "Miss Johnson, Alexa, Lexi, Lex. Whatever you prefer. I don't think you were lucid enough to hear my praise earlier. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for keeping my child safe. I'd hate to imagine what injuries the rascal could've gotten if you hadn't been there." Diana said, prompting a weak 'You're welcome' from Alexa, who sat on the carpet. They moved over into Alexa's room so she could lie on a changing mat. Breaking the tapes on the diaper, Diana began to work on Alexa's lower side, while Carol worked on her stomach. Both women seemed to transition to private areas in synch, with Alexa's little bumps getting rubbed down with the lotion. Another pat down came, and Alexa bit her lip, trying not to betray herself. They concluded rubbing the lotion in around the same time as well, and Alexa was relieved. "We just have to let it dry for 15 minutes, then we can get you back in your diapees." Diana said, taking a codscending tone. Realizing her voice, she coughed a bit. "Sorry. Mom voice. Didn't mean any offense." "None taken. could I get my phone while we wait?" Alexa asked, carol producing it form her back pocket. They talked while she texted Devon. He has enjoyed the photos of her on the rocks, and sent her back some from the beach. It made her heart flutter, and she enjoyed the attention. "Okay, 15 minutes are up." Carol said, breaking their discussion on romance novels. "Do you need to go to the bathroom?" Diana asked, prompting a head shake from Alexa. "Are you sure, why don't you try?" She did have to, just a bit. It was terrible to be followed by the two women to the bathroom, but she did get privacy to go. Coming out, Alexa was led back to her room, more then happy to let the two women take the lead. Her change was simple, easy and quite quick, with Diana relegated to choosing an outfit and Carol doing the bulk of the work. Sitting in the kitchen, Alexa enjoyed a cup of coffee and water, happy to finally get some liquids. Both moms had tried to get her to drink some wine, but she refused, not feeling up to alcohol. Truthfully, she thought little of Carol or Diana, or alcohol or food. She had one thought: should she take the offer from her boss? "Mr. Yawena. I accept the remote position." Alexa said, sounding as business-like as she could muster. "Miss Johnson..." His voice hung on the phone, as if he was choosing his next words carefully. He had never been a man to wait to think or speak, so the silence made Alexa uneasy. "...I hope you know you made the right decision. I did not want to sway your opinion one way or another, but for your career path, this is the correct choice." "Thank you Mr. Yawena." Alexa said, looking up from her desk as Carol came in with a pre-dinner snack. Apples with peanut butter, and a glass of chocolate milk. Alexa munched on the snack as the conversation continued. It took a better part of a hour until their conversation was over. Mostly it was due to paperwork the two reviewed, with Mr. Yawena being a rare example of someone who reads a 100 page long legal document. Squirming in her seat a bit, Alexa reached page 81 with her boss, and felt her bladder protest just a bit. Page 100 came, and she sighed in relief. The bathroom would soon be there for her. "So, that is section 1 of the agreement. Section 2 is much shorter, and basically goes over the companies policies on expenses overseas..." Mr. Yawena said as Alexa groaned silently. Time alone made Alexa lose the fight against her bladder. They were three pages off from finishing, and Alexa squeezed her legs tightly. Pee dribbled into the booster pad, followed by a deluge. Alexa continued speaking normally, trying to act as if nothing had occurred. "I hope this will not be the end of our partnership Miss Johnson. You may have a new supervisor, but I will always be one phone call away. Remember my most important quote?" He questioned. "Act as the adult you wished to be treated." Alexa repeated in her soggy diaper. The two exchanged goodbyes, and Alexa sighed in relief. She was ready to be done with work for the day. Diana had waited to say leave until she could say goodbye to Alexa. Squeezing her in a tight hug, the Amazonian woman made sure to wish her well, and give her a genuine thanks once more about what had happened at the park. Her kids wished said awkward goodbyes, and then it was solely Carol and Alexa in the house. They reviewed photos of the day over drinks and Chinese food. Carol doubted Alexa's technical abilities for a second, as they had told her you could hook up your phone to the TV, something she had never done. "Try it now." Alexa smirked, knowing her tech skills would impress. It worked, and photos of the park took over the large movie screen TV. Nature, pictures of birds, Alexa on a rocky section, Alexa's sundress up, displaying her panties, diaper cover, and obvious diaper. "Um, skip those." Alexa said, face red at her photo being displayed in 4K. "Goodness, you must just love showing off your diapers or something." Carol teased, glad Alexa had gotten just a bit of karma after talking up her technical abilities. "Shut up Miss Melons." Alexa said, sticking her tongue out at Carol, who's nightie contrasted well with Alexa's childish nightie. A photo of the three women popped up, Alexa centre stage. They all smiled, enjoying the warmth of the park. Alexa loved the photo, and asked for a copy of it. Carol sent her the whole batch, including the several dozen shots of her with the sundress turned up. Alexa laid back, their programming changed from park photos to a movie. Her eyes fluttered a bit, and she felt sleep begin to overtake her. Snapshots appeared in her head. Carol waking her up slightly. Pulling her upstairs. Alexa asking for a glass of juice. Laying in bed. Alexa's bed. Carol leaving the room. A feminine voice. "Baby, I hope you're doing well..." Carol's hushed voice said, as she giggled. "What are you wearing?" Alexa's eyes bulged a bit, and she heard Carol obviously begin to have phone sex. Meanwhile, Alexa listened in, feeling her own loins light up a bit. She contemplated stopping herself. It failed. Her diaper wasn't wet, but the tipsy Alexa made sure that didn't last long. Shakily pulling her phone out, she searched for some material. Rubbing her hand against the warm outside of her diaper, she moaned, biting into her shirt as she brought herself closer....and closer....and closer..... Carol's voice combined with the picture on the screen, a MILF, to bring Alexa to climax. Shuddering, she cried out a bit, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure. Shutting her eyes, she basked in the moment, both hands silently rubbing the front of her diaper. "You okay in here?" Carol said, voice sounding genuine with concern. Alexa looked like a kid who got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Her eyes shot down, and she yanked her hand away from her diaper. Carol evidently understood what she was doing, and gave a slight grin. "I'm all good....Thanks. Nothing going on here." Alexa said, face red with horror. "Uh huh. Miss Johnson, just what were you doing in your bed before I came in." Carol said, mock strict voice barely stopping her giggle. Her hands on her hip sold the act. "No-nothing....." Alexa replied. "Uh huh. Would you be lying to me, Miss Alexa Eve Johnson?" Carol said, her voice sounding strengthen as she walked closer to Alexa. No whisper came from Alexa, merely a look of shame and a head shake. "Mhm. Why's your phone open to 'MILF Poun...." Carol said, as Alexa shot up and grabbed the phone from Carol's hands before she could finish the title. "Um, wrong click?" Alexa said, soon beset by Carol's tickling attack on the girl. Struggling to fight back, Alexa gained a bit of an upper hand when she realized Carol was just as ticklish. By the end, both were laughing hard, and Alexa felt just triumphant, as she had stood on her own. "Phew. Let's get you changed and asleep." Carol said, as Alexa realized she had messed her diaper. When had she done that? Sleep overtook both women after the change, with Alexa joining Carol in her bed. "Alexa. Wake up." Carol said, shaking the sleepwalking Alexa once more. It had happened again, the same spot as the night before, all with Alexa being woken up by a tickle of the sides. Carol sighed, amused at the girls antics in the night, but wondering if maybe she needed to see a sleep doctor or something of the like. Her thoughts ended as she fell back asleep with Alexa cuddled like a teddy bear in her arms. However, her peaceful rest was interrupted by aloud thud, and a groan from Alexa as she recovered from hitting the floor. It awoke Carol enough to pull the girl up onto the bed and back to safety. Alexa put her head into her hands, the stress flowing out of her brain after a long day of work. She had been working since sunrise, and now she was finally done. Documents to sign, a new person to train on her job, another batch of documents to sign, international paperwork so she could stay in the country. All of it took her attention, and made it quite impossible for her get up and enjoy the day like she wished. Carol had supported the girl throughout the work day, bringing her breakfast, a few snacks, and only tearing her away at lunch. A phonecall from Mr. Yawena broke up the monotony. "Miss Johnson, more good news. You've been selected by our company to be sponsored to get your Masters. Apologies, I will give you more details in an email tomorrow, but congratulations. You deserve it." His call was quick, his voice evident with tiredness. Alexa was too busy to make much of the phonecall. Eventually, however, the tidal wave of work wavered and in the late afternoon, Alexa closed her final laptop tab. What a relief it was to be done for the weekend. Overcome by the combined hours of food and water she had consumed, the first thing she did was rush to the bathroom. Making it was easy enough, but the subsequent semi-streaking throughout the house to find Carol was not great. She found her downstairs, toying with some food, and on the phone with her husband. The mom got the message as Alexa pointed to her diaper. "Right hun. Another three weeks you say?" Carol said on the phone, shaking her head in obvious anger. She pressed the mute button. "Clothes off sweetie." Alexa stripped herself in front of Carol, laying on the changing mat. She spread the cream aggressively all over her body as she talked over the phone, she temper worsening and worsening, and Alexa yelped in pain as Carol accidently scratched her. "Sorry..." Carol whispered. Alexa waited, and soon, Carol just as aggressively strapped her into the diaper, tightening it around her waist. She finished the phone call just as she was finishing getting Alexa changed. "Everything okay? Um....that was a pretty violent change." Alexa said, not knowing the word to use. "No, Paul is spending our anniversary working. Sorry, I really didn't mean to scratch you there. Here, let's get you dressed. I have something I wanted to talk to you about." Carol said, pulling Alexa up by her shoulders. "Don't protest or cry foul, but I scheduled you for a family doctor. Sleepwalking and falling out of bed are definitely not normal." "I...thanks Carol." Alexa said, surprised at the turn of events. She hated doctors. Absolutely hated medical stuff. "I should be fine..." "Shush. You need it. The appointment is today, so let's get dressed and head there." Carol said. Alexa remembered why she hated doctors offices, and thankfully, this clinic was nothing like her old ones. Modern looking, very private, and not questioning her maturity. In fact, the doctor had done nothing but treat her like an adult, which made her more willing to listen. "Miss Johnson, sleepwalking is not a normal behavior, nor is falling off the edge of your bed. Now, tell me, have you ever had any problems with staying asleep before?" The wise looking old man asked. Alexa replied and kept a good dialogue between herself and the doctor; Carol watched as Alexa swung her feet to and fro on the medical examiantion board, her shortfalls' making her look plain adorable. "Alright. I'm glad I could get a grasp on the situation. I'll be back in a second. If you could, please take your clothes off and put on a medical robe, I just want to do a few tests." He said, leaving the room. Freezing in place, Alexa was guided by Carol through the process of changing, shame faced the entire time. His tests were purely professional, and he made no mention of the obvious diaper or cover. At the end, after he had given Alexa time to change, he spoke up, seeming ready to diagnose her problem. "So, Miss Johnson, I can't tell exactly what's wrong with you..." He said, making Alexa feel better. Good, no medicine! "But, I do have a few medicines that I think could help you with your sleeping problem." She was prescribed some sleeping aids, and muscle relaxants, all in the hope to keep her asleep and not lucid. After he had read about the medicine, he coughed a bit, moving onto another section of the paper. "While this treatment proposal certainly couldn't be tried for every patient, might I also suggest staying in a confined space with no ability roll out? Until you start to see changes from the medicine, that is." "You mean a crib." Alexa replied, horrified she was even hearing these words. "While, cribs are for children, I was just saying a confined space. But if you'd prefer that terminology, then yes, a crib might help." The doctor said to a shocked Alexa. He could tell she did not appreciate his suggestion. "I'm just recommending this. No need to go out and buy one right away if you don't feel comfortable." Alexa nodded. What a ridiculous idea. She'd never buy a crib. Medicine, gross as it was, would be better. Her earlier thoughts in the doctors office were correct, Alexa angrily huffed to herself. She'd never buy herself a crib. Carol certainly would, however. "Carol. Please. Please. I really don't want this." Alexa pleaded with Carol as they went down an aisle at a children's store. "I won't even fit!" "Alexa. Just try it out for one night. I'll take it back if it doesn't work." Carol said, putting her best de-escalation voice on. "I....I'll be nothing but a baby in a crib!" Alexa whined, breaking into a set of tears as she stomped her foot. Stopping the cart, Carol soothed the sobbing girl, letting her sob until she ran out of tears. Her trunk was backed with the crib. Alexa was moody, and only in a minorly better mood from ice cream. Carol had put a movie on, distracting Alexa as she set the crib up. It was the largest she could find, and even then, she doubted it could fit the adult in her basement right now. Pity filled her heart. She understood Alexa's pain, but her genuine worry overrode that sympathy. What stopped the next time she fell from being when she got a concussion? Ordering Alexa's favorite takeout, Carol relaxed after setting up the crib in Alexa's room, making sure the plastic sheets were on tight. Observing the girl in her pajamas, Carol felt right in what she had done, knowing Alexa needed help with her problems, help beyond just herself. The two of them were beyond wasted by the time they were ready for bed, celebrating a long week, and Alexa's new job. Stumbling upstairs, Carol forced Alexa to hold still as she stumbled through putting curlers in her hair, and changing her diaper. Alexa was too tired to protest, work having taken more out of her then she realized. What she did protest was when Carol tugged her towards the crib, helping her get in. "Nooooooooooo. Carol, not happening." Alexa said, squirming out from under Carol's grasp. "Lex....just try it out. You'll be comfy!" Carol said, voice slurred. Alexa's squirming stopped, and she lightly tripped, allowing Carol the leverage to force her into the crib. Her desire for sleep overrode any more qualms she had, and Carol made sure the girl was comfortable. Sleep soon overtook her as well. Carol awoke late in the morning, having enjoyed a calm, if cold and lonely, night in her bed. Surprised that her crib idea had worked, she left the room in the nightie from the night before. When she entered Alexa's room, the girl was dozing peacefully, thumb in her mouth, looking like she had no cares in the world. It almost made Carol feel bad to wake the girl up. Almost. "Lex. Time to get up sweetie." Carol said, lightly shaking her. Alexa didn't respond. It took three more shakes, and even then, Alexa was little more then a pair of open eyes looking around the room. Yawning and stretching, she shoved her thumb back in her mouth, looking like she was about to go right back to sleep. "Oh no you don't." Carol said, giving her one more shake and pulling Alexa's thumb from her mouth. "I'm uppppp..." She groaned, sitting on the edge of the crib. "Gosh, it's the weekend. I figured old people slept in, not wake up at the damn sunrise." "For your information, it's pretty late in the morning. Anyway, get up, I need to change you." "Change me? I..." ALexa looked down, and felt her waist in horror. Around her was obvious leakage from her diaper, with the diaper clearly not able to contain her accident. "Oh my gosh, I leaked. I never do that. Sorry Carol I...." "Relax Lexi, doesn't matter to me. That's why you have a plastic sheet any way. Here, come this way." Carol said, guiding the quivering legged Alexa to her changing mat. Even Carol had to look away at the clearly overfilled diaper, changing it as best she might. The redness had returned to Alexa's sensitive areas, making her squirm just a bit as Carol gave her what felt like a bottles worth in her diaper. Alexa rushed to the shower, her cute butt rushing out of the room the second Carol let her up. "Lexi, don't use the shower just yet. Let the cream soak in for a few minutes." Carol said, not having thought Alexa would use the shower right after. That was Carol's fault for assuming. "Urgh. Carol, I feel beyond gross. Can't we just reapply it?" Alexa asked, half her body in the bathroom, the other half poking out to speak to Carol. "Lexi, I've seen you naked more than once. Just wait a few minutes while the cream gets into your pores." Carol replied, causing a blush from Alexa. "Fine. I need some coffee and aspirin, my head is killing me." Alexa said, opening the bathroom door and heading back to her room. The requested items were brought to her, and Carol also got a very loose robe for the girl, allowing the two of them a modicum of modesty while they waited. Eventually Carol felt like time had passed enough, and Alexa hopped in the shower. While she did that, Carol handled the leakage onto the plastic sheets of the crib. A ding from her phone stopped her. Diana: Hey Carol could I get a few of those photos from yesterday? Really loved the one with you me and Lex. Carol replied, sending the whole batch of photos. Diana: Thanks, much appreciated! Carol hesitated a bit, but typed out the message she knew she should send. Her motherly knowledge of how to handle diapers and leaks was rusty, but Diana's certainly wasn't. Carol: Question for you - what's the most absorbent night time brand diaper you know of? Her text spurred a response from Diana, who was surprised at the conversations sudden shift. Trying to think why Carol would be asking that, she realized it was most likely on behalf of Alexa. Had the girl leaked? Diana: Well, depends purely on the brand. I personall would use.... Carol's conversation with the mother was productive. Brands to use, how to best prevent leaks, and some things she hadn't even thought of it. Most of it was just dusting off tomes from years gone by, but Carol appreciated their long text conversation. Alexa hopped out of the shower, enjoying the icy cold on her burning hot skin. Truly, she felt a new woman and person, the messiness of the morning forgotten. Outside the bathroom sat Carol in her nightie, looking enraptured by her phone. She heard the light pitter of Alexa's feet on the carpet. "Feel better?" "Much better. Sorry to make you wait so long to use the shower." Alexa replied. "No problem Lex, no problem at all." Carol said, accompanying Alexa to her room once more. Tottering around in her new diaper, Alexa poked at it, realizing Caro, most certainly had added more then one booster pad. "Little hard to walk in this. You jealous of my youthful speed?" Alexa asked, doing a mock flex in the mirror. "I just wanted to make sure you didn't leak. Here, arms up." Carol said, pulling a frilly, elegant pink dress over Alexa's head, then working a pair of very tight pink tights up her legs, followed by a pair of relaxed white flats. Alexa closed her eyes as she was patted down with makeup, squirming a bit as Carol brushed her hair, making sure every curl was perfect. "Um, Carol, you don't have to do all this. I feel bad, I feel like you're spending more time on my hair then you spend on yourself." Alexa said, guilty. "I appreciate your concern Lex. Don't worry. I enjoy doing it, otherwise I'd be making you spend the night sleeping in the doghouse." Carol said, tickling Alexa's vulnerable ribs. "Alright, well, I appreciate it. I don't know how to say it, but thank you for trying to help me with, erm, my unique problems sometimes." Alexa said as Carol worked through a tough knot. "You're welcome. I'm sorry for how I had to handle it, but I hope it truly helped you Lex." Carol said as she finished brushing Alexa's hair, working it into a pair of matching pink knotted pigtails. "It did! But, I don't like the crib. It's just not comfy." Alexa said, pouting a bit. "Alright, alright. We'll figure something out. I need a shower. Could you clean the basement and any other junk for me?" Carol replied. "Of course!" Alexa said, bounding from the room. Her dress swished around, and Carol loved the sight; her long years of never dressing or playing dressup with dolls made her heart stir in happiness at the sight. Alexa: New outfit, watcha think? Alexa texted both the intern she had met from the corporate office, and Devon. Both replied with seconds of each other. Intern: Super cool, definitely your style. Devon: Love it. Looking good! Watcha been up to? Alexa smiled at their replies, happy to finally have some male attention in her life. After college, her life became mostly work, home, work, home, so finally having it was nice. As she cleaned up the downstairs and collected their trash from the night before, Alexa blushed at the next message from the intern. Intern: How about coffee tomorrow? My treat. Not knowing what to say, Alexa left the message on read, merely thinking of her response to the direct words. Maybe Carol would know. She did know what to say. Perfectly. "Here, give me the phone. I'm perfect with responses." Carol said, sensing the apprehension from Alexa as she clipped her into her car seat and watched her eyes flick down to her chest, held tightly in her sundress. She purposely had chosen an outfit to accentuate her bust for the day, knowing Alexa's wandering eyes would be obvious. "Alright." Alexa said, so lost she was willing to accept the direct assistance. "Oh, this one's easy. Go to the place we went when we were at the boutique. Easy. Here's what you should send." Carol said, handing Alexa's phone back to her. Alexa: I'd like that. I know a perfect spot, unless you already had somewhere you loved. Pressing send, Alexa got a response before Carol had even left the driveway. Intern: I'm fine with whatever spot you want! Her texting with the young man distracted her as they drove throughout the city, passing the very boutique Carol had mentioned previously. Parking into a smaller shopping centre, Carol got out, pulling Alexa out as well. "Alright, no phone. Let's do some window shopping." Carol replied, getting no complaints from Alexa. Walking through the shopping centre, Alexa didn't see much that attracted her attention, besides for a tech shop. Taking some glances into the dusty shop, Alexa saw nothing she might like, so she kept on her way. Carol was, it seemed, on a mission, pulling Alexa into a random shop with a slight tug on the leash of Alexa's backpack. "Uh, we don't need anything in here, right?" Alexa said, staring at the aisle of differing diaper brands before her. "Well, I just wanted to check it out. You're leak sorta made me worried. Maybe you should wear a different pair at night?" Carol suggested to Alexa, who looked around the abandoned shop with just a bit of paranoia. Thankfully, it didn't seem to have many other customers. "I won't leak again. That was just my drinking." Alexa stammered out. "You're never drinking again?" Carol asked, picking the brand Diana had suggested off the top shelf. "No, I meant, I just won't leak." Alexa responded. She didn't even believe her own words. "Lex. Relax. You're tense. No one will think these are for you. Just help me shop. We'll get you that nightie you had wanted a few days ago." They left the store with a cart full of night time supplies. Plastic pants, very thick diapers, and an embarrassed Alexa. Throwing the stuff into the back of her trunk, Carol whispered to Alexa. "Need a change?" "Nope! All good." Alexa beamed. Carol drove the two of them back to the area of the boutique, taking Alexa to the same salon. Confused, Alexa spoke up, but realized the meaning as Carol explained. "Spa day. It's next door to that salon. Get you prepped for your hot date." She said, getting no complaints from Alexa. Until they had to lie on the table for the massage. Stripping was no fun to Alexa, who allowed herself to be stripped to just her diaper cover by Carol. "God, this is just plain....wonderful." Carol said as she let her head rest against the sauna wall. After close to 45 minutes of an intense, thorough massage, both women felt closer to jelly then flesh. It was nothing like the message they got at the lounge; it was like the masseuse wanted to pull the muscle off the back of both women. Thankfully, to Alexa's eternal gratitude, it was merely too middle aged women whom said little beyond 'Hello' and 'Goodbye'. The sauna gave both women a time to unwind, and after a few minutes in it, some humor. "You're wet!" Carol said, poking at Alexa's incredibly squishy diaper. "No! The um, steam got into the diaper. It's super uncomfortable." Alexa said, squirming in her seat. Besides for the diaper, she was in heaven currently. "Lex. You should take it off. I doubt having a wet thing like that against your skin is healthy." Carol said. Alexa consented, and before she knew it, the diaper was outside the sauna, as Alexa sat her bare bottom on the wood. She allowed herself to completely and utterly relax, nearly drifting off. Standing up, she followed Carol from the sauna to a nearby jacuzzi. The place thankfully had no besides the employees, and Alexa allowed herself the luxury of handing over her towel. Completely naked, she rested in the jacuzzi. Life was great. Until a loud blaring noise began to fill both women's ears, and red flashing lights shocked their eyes; followed by a robotic voice. "ALERT. ALERT. ALERT. FIRE. FIRE. FIRE. PLEASE. EVACUATE. ALERT. ALERT. ALERT." The robotic voice repeated endlessly, making Carol look at Alexa in shock, and Alexa reply in fear. The two were rushed from the room by a pair of employees, and Alexa realized if she didn't do something, she'd wind up in her birthday suit outside! Their feet hit the dirt which lie right outside the emergency exit. Alexa shut her eyes, praying no one else existed to see her exposed flesh. Carol's voice broke through. "Alexa. It's not much. Use it wisely." Carol said, sacrificing her only cover for the clearly horrified girl. A small tea towel, barely covering one of Carol's breasts, fell into Alexa's grasp. She used it to cover her bottom half while her other hand covered her small chest. "Th-thank you Car-Carol." Alexa stuttered out, happy at least some of her modest was preserved. The two were surrounded by workers, patrons, and all sorts of adults who looked just as confused as them. An older looking man approached the pair with a large fire blanket. Carol accepted it, tossing over her and Alexa equally. Cuddling tightly with Carol, Alexa allowed herself to be hidden by both the blanket and her arms. Her shaking soon stopped, and she allowed herself to focus on the fact that she had been potentially saved from a fire. "It's plain unacceptable, I agree." The Spa Director said poignantly to both Carol and Alexa. They had been let into the building after a few minutes, hidden under the conveniently supplied (but scratchy) fire blanket. "Not a single worker thought to grab Lex or I a towel. I mean, come on! I had my two hands to cover up. I'm not trying to be a bother, I'm really not." Carol said as Alexa stayed silent. "I agree ma'am. Please, accept my most sincere apologies for the exposure of yourself and your daughter. How about some store credit for your troubles...." The Spa Director said, looking like he wanted the angry mother out of his office as soon as possible. Carol walked out of the office with a smile on her face, Alexa following behind her to the car. She finally collected her thoughts when they sat in the car. It had been a hectic few minutes back in the spa, as Carol canceled their spa trip, indignant at the fact that no worker had given them help in their time of need. Alexa was content with getting her clothes back on, with Carol angrily tapping a fresh diaper onto the girl. After that came her visit to the office, and finally, they were in the car. "Carol. I know you're angry. But thank you so much for the help. You gave me that towel even though it meant you'd be naked. I....just thank you so much." Alexa stuttered out, hugging Carol as she sat in the passenger seat. It cooled Carol's temper. "Of course Lex. Now." Carol said, collecting herself. It was hard to be angry with a cute girl hugging her for dear life. "Why don't we go to the salon. I'm sure your hair could use a brush up before your big date." "Carol! Lexi!" The main woman at the front desk said, smiling at her frequent customer and her daughter. Carol smiled back at the green haired woman, speaking up for the two. "We're just looking to get a bit of work done. She has a big date tomorrow." Carol said, smiling at Alexa with a proud beam. The hairdresser Alexa had prior appeared from the back, recognizing her former charge immediately, and heading to meet her. She coo'd over Alexa's hair, admiring the curliness with the pride of an artist. She pulled Alexa away from Carol, attracting her attention. "What will we be doing today?" She asked, with Alexa following dutifully behind. "Well, uh, hmm.." Alexa said, following her to the back and sitting in the salon chair. Carol let her Alexa be pulled along with no stoppage, merely giving her a smile as she watched the girls skirt swish along. Sitting in the chair, her usual attendant asked her a familiar question - "What will we be doing today?" Carol and Alexa both pondered over the question... "Last time your recommendation was great, what would you think?" Alexa questioned, getting comfortable in the same seat she had taken prior. "Oh, thank you very much for trusting my recommendation. What if we kept the curls, but gave you some additional length?" The salon worker asked. "Additional length?" Alexa questioned. "Yes, we could put some extensions in. Just a few inches. More room to work with." The salon worker replied, getting a nod from Alexa. "I like that!" Alexa said, feeling some earbuds popped into her ears, and cartoons begin on the TV in front of her. Very quickly, she was out like a light; the salon worker smiled, glad she now had a relatively easy child to work with. Carol merely had allowed a touch up of her hair, and reapplication of her French tips. It didn't take long at all, and thankfully the salon worker for Alexa mostly left her alone. She only asked her to come look at her work once she was finished; it took a good 45 minutes. Alexa was just waking up herself. "Wow. How many inches did you add?" Carol questioned, letting her hand grasp the bulk of the girls hair lightly. "Just a few. Moms stamp of approval?" The woman asked. "Sure." Alexa was sat up, getting to view the extensions in the mirror very briefly. Her hair was now curly and down to her back. The look was...unique for her, seeing as she never grew her hair that long. It kept its magical curls the entire length down, and swished from side to side as Alexa examined it. She was speechless. It was a massive amount of hair, truly, but it was beautiful. "Alright sweetie, back in the chair for me." The woman said, patting Alexa's spot. Alexa consented, slipping back into the spot and fading into her usual stupor. A hot towel got put on her face, which only allowed her to relax more. In her dream, Alexa felt a light resistance. Could she keep resisting the urge to fill her diaper? Much like the last time she was in the salon, Alexa's answer to the question of holding it was already made up. Releasing her control, she filled her diaper, just barely managing to not overflow the poor thing. Truly at ease now, she didn't have a single care in the world. As she slept, the woman worked away on Alexa. After a few minutes, she felt her work was done, and she wiped down the remaining wax and other materials. Placing her tools down, she allowed herself a moment to relax from her craft; a purtid small hit her nose, and she realized the source. "I think she's had a little accident." The worker said to Carol once she was in the room. Carol, standing outside and talking to her husband, raised an eyebrow at the revelation and returned with the backpack. "Do you mind if I..." Carol questioned, letting a nod from the woman. "Of course, of course. Poor dear is probably so tuckered out she'll sleep through the change." The salon worker said, playing lookout for Carol as she changed Alexa. She was right, in some way. Alexa slept through every part of the change until Carol put the tabs against her flesh. Opening her eyes like a woman drowning, Alexa looked around, shocked at the current position she was, and noticing the salon worker, Alexa shut her eyes. It was over soon after, and Carol stood Alexa up in front of a full length mirror. What the woman had done was....amazing. Alexa's eyebrows were much more defined, with her eyelashes popping out naturally. Some beauty magic meant the few blemishes and blackheads on Alexa's face were removed. Her skin was...perfect actually. "Just an eyelash perm, some touch ups around her eyebrows, and blackhead removal. I have a few creams she should start using; I can tell if she doesn't take care of her skin now, come the teenage years, she'll be getting pimples." The salon worker said, clearly selling product to Carol. She obliged, and Alexa found an assortment of creams rubbed into her face. By the end of it, Alexa had received new pink nails on both her hands and toes, and a face full of chemicals. Sent out by Carol to throw the dirty diaper away, Alexa looked over her shoulder, and noticed no one staring. Hopefully no one said a thing. They didn't. Carol left the salon with Alexa, smiling. "Your hair looks very nice." Carol commented at the fresh faced Alexa. "You too. Even if you stuck with boring blonde." Alexa teased. "Hey missy, keep it up and you'll talk yourself into a spanking." Carol said with faux seriousness, getting a look of sympathy from a passing by father. Alexa, losing the battle, said nothing until she was in her car seat. Carol got her fair share of good pictures of Alexa. "He thought you were serious!" Alexa stuttered out. "And...why'd you have to change me in the salon....." "Oh, relax. You're the one who decided to use her diaper, not me...." Carol replied. Carol drove Alexa past a massive looking campus, looking abandoned on the weekend - if Alexa didn't know better, she'd say no one used the school campus at all. Surprised at their lcoation, Alexa realized everything as Carol explained and she listened. "This is a major campus hub. They host Pre-K to Ph.D.'s here. My boys started here when they were 5, and ended when they graduated Secondary School. Just a suggestion for your college search." Carol said as they drove by and explored a bit of the campus. "Wow. Thanks Carol. This is beautiful. I'd love to get my Masters here." Alexa said, and then kept quiet as they drove me. After their drive, Carol and Alexa both destressed at home, with Carol refusing to leave Alexa alone to be nervous about her date. Heading to the basement, Carol put on a movie for Alexa as she unpacked the days purchases, and soon enough, was downstairs with Alexa. "Carol. That thing is massive. No way I'm wearing it." Alexa crossed her arms and played a game of chicken with Carol, who was holding the girls new nighttime diaper. "Alexa. You leaked last night. I'm not angry or going to beg you to wear it. But what if you leak again?" Carol asked as she pointed to the diaper. "I'll try it on. Bu-but. No promises I'll keep wearing it." Alexa said, losing the game of chicken with Carol. Carol easily (having gotten used to it by now) got Alexa changed into the new diaper, only struggling with the bulk of it. A cloth brand that Diana had recommended, it more then amply wrapped itself tight around Alexa's bum, making sure she knew the diaper was there. Covered in pink roses on its hard outer cloth, Alexa squirmed as Carol pulled over a clear plastic cover for it, with her prodding. "It feels so....big. And not like a normal diaper." Alexa said, fooling with it. "It's a cloth diaper. Reusable. I figured, you use them so much, why waste money rebuying." Carol said matter-a-factly. She realized her words were in poor taste when Alexa frowned. "I didn't mean it like that. Just, you know, trying to save money." Smiling at Carol's brief embarrassment, Alexa permitted the comment and the women got back to their movie; Alexa ended up sitting on the floor as Carol brushed her hair. Enjoying the flow of alcohol, chattering with one another and the general relaxing of a weekend, they nearly missed the ring of the doorbell. Alexa was sent up, drunk enough to again forget her pants; she came back redder then a tomato with the ordered food. Laughing with Alexa, Carol assuaged the girls nervousness at being exposed to another delivery worker. Alexa drank enough for the both of them, and soon enough, ended up looking like she might pass out. Carol escorted her to her new crib, and in no time, Alexa was passed out like a baby. Until, of course, Carol heard the sleepwalking. Checking the hidden baby monitor she'd placed in Alexa's room, Carol realized Alexa, in her sleep walking mode, had opened the latch, and walked out of the bedroom! Bringing her back up to the crib, Carol sighed. Dangit. Even with all the medicine in the world, this wasn't going to stop. That girl was going to hurt herself one of these nights. How could Carol solve that...... "Lex. Wake up." Carol said, shaking Alexa. No response came. "Fine, I guess you'll be going to your hot little date in a messy diaper." Alexa woke instantly. Pulled from the crib easily, she yawned as Carol wiped her down for a change, and felt some relief as Carol took the (very filled) diaper away. Thank goodness! To have to put one of those monsters on when she wasn't sleeping....Alexa found herself dozing off on the changing pad until some tickles on her size got her up. "Lex, come on. You have to get a shower." Carol said, not used to Alexa being this....tired and apathetic. "I'm sooooooo tired. Just 5 more minutes?" Alexa asked. She felt exhausted. Like she'd slept 5 minutes the night before. If she could just get back to the crib and lay down. Carol realized what was happening. The Doctor's medicine. Of course. It was making her tired. Hmphm. Carol had dealt with sleepy tykes before. What desire for sleep Alexa had instantly disappeared when the first drop of hot water hit her. Opening her eyes, Alexa realized she was sitting in the bathroom, in the tub, with it filling with water. Carol sat off to the side. And Alexa was naked! "Ca-carol! I can bathe myself." Alexa said. "Uh huh. You couldn't even stay awake. Stay still." Carol said as she worked Alexa's shower cap onto her mass of hair and began bathtime. Alexa's bathtime went by rather slowly for the girl, especially as her want of sleep came back once she realized she had to do nothing other then lay there and be cleaned by Carol. Fading in and out of reality, Alexa finally felt lucid and alive when Carol was drying her down and pulling her from the bathroom. Not wanting to protest, she got covered in the usual rash cream, then a smaller cloth diaper, then a diaper cover, and finally, a pair of very stretched cute panties. Standing up for Carol, she felt a cute blue sundress pulled over her, followed by a pair of pink tights and some nice shoes. Sitting there as her makeup was done, Alexa felt more akin to a doll then a human, especially as Carol harshly brushed her hair. Eventually, however, it was finished, and she spoke up. "Wow. You...did amazing Carol." Smiling at her work, Carol nodded. "Thanks Lex. Now, I think you have a date to be at." She was running just a bit behind, but Carol's lead foot helped make up for time. Once she was finally there, Alexa got to meet and talk with the boy she'd talked too days prior. He was, in many ways, amazing. Knowledgeable in Alexa's career field, great at keeping the conversation going, every single trait Alexa liked in one person. Not shy at all, he moved their date once the coffee was finished to a nearby park. On a stroll through the woods, the two continued their talks, and Alexa forgot every stressor she'd ever had and simply enjoyed it. The park walk eventually ended, and it soon moved from a park to a movie. Not one to refuse a free show, Alexa went with him, and the two enjoyed the afternoon together. Eventually, he said he had to go home to do college work, and Alexa promised they'd meet up later in the week. He agreed. Before she stepped out of his car, he stole a kiss from her, and it sat on Alexa's mind the entire night. "Lex. You there?" Carol waved her hand in front of Alexa's grinning face. She sat at her desk, staring at a blank computer. "Oh. Uhm. Yeah. What do you need?" Alexa asked. "You're boy crazy." Carol said, rolling her eyes. "Tell me all about it later. Any way, the airport brought our luggage back. I washed it, but could you hang some of it up on the clothesline? Delicates that can't be in the dryer." Alexa nodded, and took the offered basket, letting her past few hours dominate her thoughts as she pinned everything up. Until she came to her clothes. Well, more accurately, one piece of clothing. The cloth diaper she'd worn that very morning! It stayed in the basket, eventually alone, as Alexa came back in. Carol seemed surprised at Alexa's annoyance. "It has to dry. It's just as delicate as my lingerie. I'll put it up if you don't want to." Carol said with a shrug of her shoulders. "But someone will see it! And know I wear diapers!" Alexa protested. "Ah, no one cares. They'll think it's just my granny panties or something. Here, I'll hang it up for you." Carol said, taking the diaper from Alexa. And she did hang it up, letting it wave on the clothesline as Alexa felt aghast. Just what in the world would everyone else in the neighborhood think? "Carol, I don't knowwww. I mean maybe we could hang them up inside? Anything but outside." Alexa said, watching the wind blow the diaper on the clothesline; it was an absurdly...interesting view, the sun setting in the background, Alexa's diaper in the foreground. "Are you still worried about that? Come on, I just finished dinner." Carol said, shrugging her shoulders and redirecting Alexa's attention. After a few healthy servings of pasta and meatballs, Alexa had forgotten all about the clothes, and sat downstairs, watching TV and just generally chatting with Carol. Her phone buzzed. "Am I speaking to Miss Johnson?" A voice on the phone said. Alexa shot Carol a look, and she muted the television. "Yep. May I ask whom I am speaking to?" Alexa questioned. Why did the voice sound so cryptic..... "Hi Miss Johnson, this is Paul James from our companies logistics department. Now, if I am reading these emails correct, you're going to be having a company sponsored international move." The voice said, much warmer. "Ye-yes." Alexa replied. "Great. So, would you flying out form your current location in two days time work for you? Arrive back home, get your lease ended, everything moved, etc., then fly back? I'm open to changing the time if need be." He asked like a pro. "Su-sure! Two days works great!" Alexa stuttered back. They discussed a few more details. Alexa sunk into the couch, stress building up inside of her like a ball, and she felt herself dozing off. Carol brought her upstairs and got her into the crib. Carol went into Alexa's room early in the morning. She expected something to have happened in the night, but not whatever had occurred; Alexa lay their, sprawled out onto the ground, sleeping peacefully. Checking the baby monitor as Alexa slowly woke up, Carol realized she had undone the crib gate, gone back to sleep, rolled out, and then passed out on the floor. "God, my back hurts." Alexa whined. "I bet it does. You slept on hardwood." Carol replied, clapping her hands together. "Now, let's get you changed and ready to go to the gym." "Do-don't say it like that. You didn't even check my diaper, and you assume I had an accident. I mean....give me a chance." Alexa grumbled. "Chance given Lex....." Carol said, checking Alexa's diaper. "....a failed. I'll make sure to mark it as a failure in your chart." Both women laughed. Following a quick change, Alexa sat on the couch downstairs, awaiting Carol. It did not take her too long, and Alexa soon found herself in the booster seat of the car, feeling more tired then ever, and not ready for a workout. Why did Carol even want to workout at this ungodly hour. Shivering in the big sweats and sweatshirt, Alexa was let out of the car by Carol. Carol took Alexa to the nearby track, leading her in some stretches and other warmups, before they both began to run. Immediately, distance grew between them, Carol's longer legs making her strides beat out Alexa. After a few laps, Alexa was beat. The only thing that kept her going was Carol beside her, egging her on for another lap. Alexa was by no means fat, but that certainly didn't mean she was athletic. Covered in the sweat by the end of the workout, Alexa collapsed on the ground, both she and Carol panting. Desperately, she sucked down water, and followed Carol into the gym, going through the motions of the workout, speaking little. They ended the workout with time on the bike, and Alexa felt her stomach grumble a bit, much in the same way she'd felt when she had squatted last time. Continuing to push, she saw Carol stand up, smiling at her. Alexa stopped. "No, no, keep going. I'm taking a vid of our workouts for Paul!" Carol said, smiling. Alexa kept her pace, and in a few seconds, she felt her willpower crumble, and the diaper get filled with last nights meal. If Carol knew, she said nothing, and Alexa kept biking, even with the gross mass in her thin diaper. Eventually it was over, and Alexa headed to the locker room. Carol grab their stuff, and Alexa looked at the ground, feeling bashful, but muttering to her. "Car-carol....I need a change." She said. Carol nodded, and got to work, quickly changing Alexa silently as Alexa lay on the wooden platform. Thankfully, no one said a word, and the two women left the gym, Alexa happy to finally jump into the shower and get the sweat off of her. Jumping onto her computer afterwards, Alexa fiddled with her long hair, kicking her feet back and forth. Work grabbed her attention, and she focused on that for the next few hours, only losing focus from a late breakfast and lunch. Meanwhile, Carol researched a bit on her computer. How did one deal with someone opening up their crib? Mostly Mom Support Forums had the answer, but she read on. Hm....just what was the solution? "Two days from now? Really? That's close." Carol said to Alexa, sitting next to her, trying her best to distract Alexa from her work. It was late afternoon. "Yeah. I'll have to start packing and get ready. Ugh." Alexa grimaced, the tasks making her look like she was in pain. "I'll get my ticket scheduled too." Carol smiled. Alexa perked up. "Really? You don't have to do that Carol....." She said, her words not hiding the relief on her face. "Don't have to, but I will. Being stuck her alone would be boring." Carol shrugged her shoulders, and booted Alexa out of the home office. "Go do something other then work. Maybe get some of the clothes down from the line." Alexa needed no more encouragement, taking the basket and letting energy surge throughout her limbs, the idea of taking down everything making her happy. Finally, the diaper would stop mocking her by gently swinging in the wind. Working her way down the line, she finished the process, bringing the basket back inside. Carol smiled at her, and went through the basket, pulling the diaper out, and sliding her another basket. "Still wet sweetie. Here's this mornings cloth diaper too. Could you hang them up for me?" Carol asked, and Alexa felt her jaw drop. "Bu-but...." Alexa said, taking the diaper from, and feeling the moisture still on it. It was a bit wet, sure, but....she'd only done that task just to get the diapers put away from public viewing! Defeated, she hung the two cloth diapers on the clothesline, and went back inside. Carol sat on the sofa, thanking for the job, and silencing her phone. "Sorry for all the chores Lex, but could you order some food for the night and sort my clothes? Paul just called me and now it's a whole family call." Carol asked, her eyes rolling in annoyance. "Definitely! Not a problem." Alexa said, searching a bit, and then deciding what she wanted for dinner. Pizza again. She was a pretty famished, and called then ordered, heading up with the basket of Carol's clothes. Sexy nighties, Lingerie, underwear she knew they had bought at the boutique....all of it sorted. It was a just bit embarrassing, sorting the clothes, while she still was in a diaper. Carol enjoyed the pizza, as did Alexa; even more then the pizza, both women enjoyed a healthy amount of drinks, staying in the basement. Alexa had the next day off to pack her stuff, meaning perhaps she went just a bit overboard. After their second movie for the night, Alexa stood up, in her pajama pants and camisole, stretching and yawning. "Carol. I-I...wish.....I had underwear like you." Alexa blurted out, not knowing where that had come from. "Huh?" Carol questioned, having been focused on the movie. "Ju-just....doing your laundry today. Sexy stuff. My stuff is stuff kids wear. Bu-but I'm an adult." Alexa complained. Carol rolled her eyes. "Lex. Come here." Carol said, and Alexa felt herself totter over, the thin diaper mixing with the alcohol to make it a slow waddle. "Arms up." Alexa followed directions, and soon found herself naked except for her diaper. Not a cloth diaper, just merely one of usual day time one's. "Car-carol....It's cold." Alexa whined. "Alexa. You talking about your diapers like they weigh you down is bad for you. You know that. I know that." Carol said. "You need them. Eventually, I hope I can help you so you don't need them..." Carol said, giving a warm smile. "But for now, just stop. Stop thinking about them. If you make it to the potty, good. If you don't, okay. They are adult underwear because you, an adult, are wearing them. Got it?" Alexa nodded. "Tr-true....but...." "No buts. Now, when you have a used diaper, discreetly come let me know. No need for hysterics every time you use them. Got me?" Carol asked, and Alexa nodded. "Good. Now no more complaining about something you need." Alexa nodded again. The two enjoyed the movie for a bit more, and then Alexa stood up once more, stretching. She had gotten very used to the chill of the room, forgetting her clothes and accepting a fluffy blanket around her body. Wrapped tightly around her, shielding her body from view. Carol brought her upstairs, having stopped her drinking hours prior. "Bathroom." Carol said. Alexa stumbled into her bathroom. A toilet was in front of her. She sat on it. Shutting her eyes, she let the days stress flow out of her, and into the toilet. "Alexa! I didn't take your diaper off! Ugh....just finish using it...." Eyes opening up, Alexa stood up from the toilet, only to feel herself pressed down by Carol. Her protests died in her throat as her accident continued, filling the diaper fully. Too drunk to care, Alexa found herself out of the diaper, and in one of the cloth variants. "Hands out." Carol said and Alexa complied. Mittens soon wrapped themselves around Alexa's hands, and her eyebrows shot up. "Just so you don't open up your crib at night." Alexa, too tired to do anything but nod, passed out, clad in only the mittens and large cloth diaper. Carol followed in her comfortable bed. One slept soundly.... ....while another slept the opposite. Carol knew the answer to which was which when she came into Alexa's bedroom, finding her once more sprawled out onto the floor, smooshing her filled diaper into the ground. Before even waking the girl, she watched baby monitor, realizing just how Alexa had squirmed out of her crib without her her hands. The gate was down, meaning she'd not just got up and jumped out. Still, she'd used her feet. Whether consciously or not, Alexa had hit against gate with feet, using her (very slight) body weight to force open a gate designed for much, much smaller persons in mind. With just a bit of force, it'd fallen open allowing her to roll out and be in her present situation. "God, my back hurts." Alexa moaned in pain, repeating the same words as the day prior, much to Carol's noticeable annoyance. "Sleeping on hardwood two days in a row will do that to you." Carol said, rolling her eyes a bit and causing a laugh from Alexa. "Let's get you changed." Alexa yawned, and fell back asleep, completely peaceful by the second Carol came back into the room. Not one to waste time, Carol navigated Alexa onto the mat, changing her and putting the cream onto the girl; next came brushing the girls long hair. If Alexa weren't still lightly breathing, Carol would've felt that she was back in time, playing with a dressup doll, what with how malleable Alexa was. Eventually, a particular hard knot made Alexa yelp in pain, and she realized she was naked, having her hair brushed, and relaxed. She was not fully awake until Carol stuck her into the cold water of a bath, with a slight laugh by Carol following suite. "That'll get you up." Carol said, and Alexa splashed water back at the woman. Dressed in diaper, romper, ankle white frilly socks, with a big bow on top, Alexa ate her breakfast, dashing upstairs (as best she might in a diaper) to work. Carol left the house for a few hours, only noticed by Alexa when she went down from lunch and realized Carol had left her a bowl of grapes; engrossed by her work once more, Alexa leaned back comfortably, realizing she'd finished everything: bringing people up to speed on her old position, arranging her move. So relaxed, Alexa felt herself loosen up, and her (unnoticed) bladder leak.....