A pink onesie

Alexa whimpered as she looked inside and found the only thing left that would fit her was a pink onesie. It was something she wore previously when she used to wet the bed a lot. It had a dropseat for easy access to the diaper that she would wear.

Alexa squirmed as she put it on once more. It was footed at the end and it still fit her since Alexa didn’t grow much in height since she last wore it.

Alexa looked in the mirror and gasped as she looked almost like a child. Alexa wrinkled her nose as she tied her hair in pigtails and completed the childish look. Alexa sighed as she hoped the laundry would be over so that she could get out of this ridiculous outfit.

She headed downstairs to wait.