Charlotte Morse, the girl Alexa used to bully

“Wakey, Wakey, Lexi,” Charlotte said, giving her former bully a toothy grin. “We’re going to have so much fun. Did you have fun with Auntie V? I’m sure you did, but now it’s my turn.”

Charlotte watched as Alexa’s eyes widened in horror at her predicament. “C-charlie.”

“You always made fun of me and **** me to wear diapers when I didn’t need it. Well, things are going to turn and soon everyone will know that Alexa Eve Johnson needs diapers!” Charlotte said. “But… but I need to prepare you first. Because I want everyone to see you as the baby you are, and that takes some training to guarantee. So for now, it’s just you and me.”

Alexa squirmed as Charlotte pushed her fingers against her diaper. “P-please, Charlie,” Alexa whimpered. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sure you are,” Charlotte said. “But it does nothing now. You’re wet, Lexi. Let’s get you out of the crib and get you some breakfast.”

Charlotte lowered the crib bars and pulled Alexa to her feet, bringing her out of her room and to the main area where a high chair was waiting.