Michelle laughs

Alexa heard the last thing she wanted come from Michelle’s mouth. It was a giggle. No it was worse than that. It was pure laughter. Michelle put a hand over her mouth as she laughed. “Oh my God, Lexi. You soaked your pants!”

“Michelle…”

“Hahahaha. Oh my… oh my God,” Michelle laughed, her hands reaching for her phone and snapping a picture. “I can’t believe you just did that. Why didn’t you just tell me you needed to go?”

Alexa gasped as she felt her pants slide down her waist, revealing her soaked underwear. A now yellow pair of Sesame Street undies. She heard other laughter as the waitress that had been serving them approached. She reached to her right pocket and pulled out a walkie talkie which apparently hooked up to the loud speaker as she said. “We have an accident in front of the bathroom. It needs cleaning. Also bring diapers.”

Alexa was surprised as the waitress reached over and pulled her underwear down. “We need to get these off of you, young lady. They’re absolutely soaked.”

Alexa just stood there, petrified. She was bottomless as another person came over holding a package of diapers and supplies to go with it. Alexa felt herself get pushed onto her back and then squeaked as she felt the cold wipe against her skin, cleaning her.

Her head turned to see Michelle recording everything as the waitress sprinkled baby powder on her crotch and then slid a diaper underneath. The other person cleaned the floor with a mop.

There Alexa laid in just a diaper… “Alexa… Alexa? Alexa are you okay? It’s okay, Alexa. Please, Alexa, it happens. It’s going to be okay. Alexa, stay with me.”

Alexa suddenly felt herself being shook. She felt arms around her. And looked around again. She was on the floor. Michelle was there, but she wasn’t laughing. She looked genuinely concerned. “They don’t know it was you,” Michelle said. “It’ll be okay.”

“Milly… you… you’re not…” Alexa whimpered. “You’re not laughing?”

“What? Why would I laugh? It’s my fault you couldn’t tell me you needed to go. It’s not a funny situation. I can’t imagine how you must feel right now. I just want to make sure that you’re okay. We can go. I already paid. My car is right out front. We can pretend this never happened. Get you changed,” Michelle said.

“I… yeah, I think that’s a good idea,” Alexa said, sighing. “I’m glad you have my back, Milly.”

“Always,” Michelle said. “Now come on. I’ll protect you, Lexi.”

Alexa sighed and let Michelle guide her realizing that what she saw before was just all in her head. But did that mean… was that what she actually wanted to happen? Alexa shook her head. There was no way. She’d never wear diapers let alone get changed in such a public setting.