Alexa’s in trouble

“Young lady, I gave you clear instructions!” Cindy said, sternly as she approached. “Remove your hands at once!”

“B-but Valerie...” Alexa pleaded.

“I don’t care,” Cindy said. “Remove them now.”

Alexa whimpered as she slid her hands away from her crotch. “Please. She has a camera,” Alexa cried.

“I have my phone,” Valerie said. “But I didn’t take any pictures of you, Lexi. You covered yourself on your own.”

Valerie turned to Cindy. “Hello, I’m Cindy. I’m Alexa’s new mommy. I’m sorry if she disturbed you,” Cindy said.

“Oh don’t worry. I’m Valerie Benson,” Valerie said. “I was just coming over to make sure Alexa was alright and then she covered herself as if she needs to hide her body.”

Cindy smiled. “You seem like a lovely girl. You know, if Alexa is so concerned about you taking pictures, go right ahead. You can take lots of pictures and videos and feel free to share them. This is Alexa’s new life and she is not going to have any privacy while doing it. Does she have any love interest? Why don’t you invite them over and they can see first hand what Alexa’s life is going to be. In fact, why don’t you invite anyone you think should know about her. Her friends, family, crushes, classmates, whoever you want,” Cindy said. “I’m going to get Alexa into her diaper. Feel free to record it and post it.”

Alexa’s eyes widened. “Please, no. No, please don’t.”

“Alexa, you cooperate or this will get worse. Now, let’s get that diaper on you,” Cindy said as Valerie smiled and pointed her phone at Alexa, this time actually recording.