Her mother is calm

“Oh, sweetie,” Helen said. “Come, let’s go somewhere we can talk.”

Helen climbed out of bed and took her daughter’s hand, pulling her down the hall and into the bathroom. “M-mom, I...”

“Alexa, honey. I’m not mad,” she said. “But I need to understand what’s happening. You’re 22. You shouldn’t be having accidents like this.”

Her mom carefully took hold of Alexa’s pants and pulled them down along with her underwear. Alexa stepped out of them, now standing bottomless. “I-I’m sorry,” Alexa whispered. “I just... I couldn’t make it.”

“Sweetie, have you been having problems like this before?” Helen asked.

Alexa bit her bottom lip, holding back tears as she shamefully nodded her head. “I... I sometimes... have accidents,” she whispered. “Especially a-at night.”

“Did you wet the bed? Do we need to change your sheets?” Helen asked, quietly.

“N-no,” Alexa cried. “I... didn’t wet the bed tonight.”

“So, you had an accident when you were fully awake?” Helen asked.

“Y-yes,” Alexa cried. “I was awake when I had m-my accident.”

“Oh sweetie,” Helen said. “You know what needs to happen now, right? If you’re having these troubles, I’m going to have to take precautions. I’m going to need to put you in diapers until this gets better. That includes during the daytime since you seem to be having issues not just at night, but when you’re awake as well.”

“I... normally already wear diapers,” Alexa cried. “T-they’re in my safe a-and in the cabinet. A-along with supplies.”

Helen stared at her daughter. “Go wait downstairs Alexa. Wait in the family room. I’ll be down in a moment.”

“Y-yes, mom,” Alexa cried as she made her way down the stairs, no pants or underwear to hide her naked bottom or naked bare crotch both which were wet from her accident.

Amy laid ‘asleep’ on the couch, pretending not to notice.

It wasn’t long before Helen made her way down the stairs. Alexa glanced at her mom and gasped as she came down holding a package of diapers, baby wipes, and baby powder.

“Lay down, Lexi,” Helen said. “On your back.”

Alexa reluctantly complied as Helen slid the diaper underneath Alexa’s bottom. Helen then took some baby wipes and began wiping Alexa’s bottom. Alexa whimpered, her lip quivered, and she fought the urge to cry. Her mom then sprinkled baby powder all over her and then swiftly finished diapering her.

Amy secretly recorded the whole thing, and took a picture of Alexa in her diaper. “Now, sweetie. I’m going to put this in the laundry,” Helen said, holding up Alexa’s pants and underwear. “I’ll wash them tomorrow.”

Helen walked out to the laundry room and turned on the light. “Honey,” Helen called out as she saw the laundry room floor. “You need to clean this up too. Then go back to bed.”

“Yes, mom,” Alexa said as her mom left her, heading back up the stairs.

Amy was immediately on her feet and smiled. “Aw, does baby Lexi need to wear a diapey wipey?” Amy teased. “Now, remember our deal? Because I have my next task in mind.”

“What is it?” Alexa asked.

Amy grinned and whispered in Alexa’s ear. Alexa’s eyes widened. “B-but...”

“Remember our agreement, Alexa. I better see you do it in the next 10 minutes or I’ll make sure to wake up everyone, especially Faith and Cole,” Amy said. “Chop chop.”