More, More, More

Normal. That's the only way to describe Alexa's entire morning. She woke up in a normal state (used diaper), ate a normal breakfast (one which she was certain was too many calories), had her 'normal' supplements, did her normal chores (unpinning her diapers for one), and had her normal ride in (in the daycare bus). Alexa work a normal new outfit she had just bought. At the daycare, it was a normal experience (thankfully she had yet to deal with the old lady again). It was all so normal until she got to work.

"Hey Ms Johnson, we're going to have to have you move you to one of the offices. It's an upgrade if you ask me, better than this open floor plan nonsense." One of the higher-ups said to her just as she was putting her backpack and lunchbox down. "We're shifting any third party personnel off the floor and into their own space."

Alexa smiled. Her own office, sweet! And sweet it was, much too big and important looking for her current role. It looked like it previously had windows, but that it's previous inhabitant had had them covered in thick wood. Pretty nonetheless. And she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing what she was doing.

She snapped a pic for Diana of her new office, and sent one to Carol as well, enjoying getting herself situated.

Nice, now you can change yourself in private. Don't think I forgot that you haven't been sending me those pictures of you in your diapers - Diana

Her day was dreadfully normal after that message, which made her blush. People to bug, emails to read and delete, and her first week of college work to (not so sneakily) work on on the side. She'd missed her first actual class, so she had to catch up on the assignments a bit.

Of course, it was some relief to be in the new office when she proceeded to fill her diaper to the absolute brim while on a work call. Alexa hadn't meant to hold it that long. Locking the door, she waddled over to her backpack, full as it was of changing supplies. It'd been awhile since she had to change herself like this, but it was somewhat of a relief to be in control of herself as she was right now.

The relief was short lived as she realized disposal of the diaper would be the harder part, which led to her wrapping it in plastic bags and sneaking out on her lunch break to throw it in a dumpster. She probably needed a better way to deal with that part of it all, she supposed.

"Uhm, I need to use the bathrrrr......" Alexa said the words as Diana was dealing with drivers which had been sent by some evil deity she may have wronged. Strapped as she was in her car seat, Alexa couldn't do much but her whining, which Diana gave no response to except a strong yell when a car pulled so close to her she had to slam on her breaks.

"Holy shi-....s h i t." Diana said, stumbling for a second, before remembering she had a child in the car and stopping herself from swearing. Wait, she just had Alexa in the car, she could swear...probably.

Diana's sudden slam on the breaks had thrown Alexa forward, right into the straps of her car seat which kept her legs open. They dug right into her flesh, stinging just a bit, just a bit too tight on the girl, causing her to yelp and proceed to have an accident right into her diaper. It was the damn belt which caused it, not her poor potty training! A blush filled her face. The explanation made her blush even more.

"Oh Alexa..." Diana said, pulling the elastic waistband of her suit to check. Yeah, she needed a change. "At least you held it until I was here, right?"

"R-right. I had it until you slammed on the breaks in the car seat!" Alexa said, only somewhat meaning it.

"Huh, maybe we need to get you a bigger car-seat, then." Diana said, making a note on her phone.

"I don't even need a car-seat, that's just absurd..." She grumbled to herself, before snapping to attention at Diana's efficient process.

"We don't have time for that grumbling. I'm taking all the kids out tonight. James will be picking you up. Now, grab your ankles...." Diana said, plopping Alexa on the trunk of the car by her armpits and cleaning her very efficiently. "...and here we go!" Diana said with a smile, working the schoolgirls outfit onto Alexa, the itchy factor not having gone away.

"While you were at work today, I even got you this. Look, perfect disguise for your diapers!" Diana said, pulling them out of the bag which looked full of other things Alexa decided she would not be eager to identify.

A pair of baby bloomers with the same pattern as the schoolgirl's skirt, making her diaper not less evident, but just a bit better disguised. Although, once she was wearing it and standing in front of a mirror later in the evening, she'd feel it just made her stick out more, because people would stare and wonder why her skirt, if viewed at the right angle, had some inner lining. Hopefully no one stared that much.

Diana smiled, pulling them up on Alexa, patting her on them bum, enjoying the sight of the girl in the schoolgirl's outfit and with the bloomers. The frills fluttered in the wind. Cute, that's all you needed to describe them.

"Also, Alexa, I know Little Tykes dropped you off one time here that one time. They offered a special route for you when you need to come here for evening classes. Nice, right?" Diana said with a smile, the convenience of it more for her than Alexa, who nodded all the same.

***

There was no drama, there was no real focus on Alexa - today. She proceeded through the class hidden in a corner, observing, taking notes, trying her best to hide better than even a wallflower.

The administration which had asked her to take one for the team and sit in on the class hated it. Despised it in fact. They talked to her after, alone and waiting for her evening college class to start. They wanted involvement. They wanted Alexa to become a valuable member of the class so that they might get more and more data. There was a frenzied air to it all. Questions if she could come twice a week instead of one. Alexa didn't feel like she had the power to resist, promising to do as asked.

Alexa changed into a nice outfit Diana had prepared for her from Jodie's wardrobe, deciding that it was just mature enough that she felt comfortable wearing it amongst fellow adults. The class flew by, Alexa only having a minute of embarrassment when her voice, which was slowly recovering, squeaked when she tried answering a question.

No one really paid her any mind though. Everyone was busy and focused on themselves. Alexa sank into her seat, just enjoying the sensation of not being noticed.

Especially in a wet diaper.

****

James looked so much better than the last time Alexa had seen him. His eyes lit up when he noticed Alexa walking out of the classes, waving her down from a really nice sports car which didn't necessarily fit the pack of children the couple had. Which, by deductive reasoning, meant that they had thr-...

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes!" James shouted, picking the woman up and squeezing her so tightly that if it were a slapstick movie, she was sure she'd have pooped herself.

"Alexa, I just have to say, thank god you have been in our families life. I mean you saved my life, and then holy shit, you put my ex-wife down like nobodies business." He said with a cheeky grin, taking her hand almost paternally to guide her to the car. "My lawyers wouldn't want me to say that, but I just want you to do, she got what was coming to her. I really can't thank you enough Alexa, words won't mean anything for what I mean."

Alexa wasn't sure how to take the usually jovial man acting in such a way. It was almost endearing to see him opening up, if not for such a serious subject that Alexa had been repressing for so long.

"Well, uh, thank you? I uhm...I was really scared but I tried my best. I feel terrible that she even got inside, and that well, I was reallyscaredyouweregoingtodie!" Alexa said as she slipped into the sports car, enjoying sitting in the front seat.

"If you weren't there, I would've. Oh, Diana said not to let you sit in the front seat, something about buying a car seat for you?" James said it so seriously. Alexa was mortified. Diana, telling people she needed a carseat? Sure, he was her husband, but he was also a rather attractive man saying that. The bashful girl looked back at the small compartment to see nothing. James gave her a grin full of teeth and snark. "Then again, I am not always the best listener, am I?"

James zipped out of the school's parking lot and made it home in record time, Alexa feeling butterflies the whole way. It was such a cool experience, finally getting to sit in the front seat, having conversation with the man about anything.

He let her inside, asking if she was hungry before conceding he might not be the best chef and ordering some takeout for the both of them. James came upstairs with Alexa, a bit slow on the steps, leaning against the door to her bedroom a bit awkwardly.

"Weird question for you - why did Diana have me moving over a bunch of Jodie's clothes to your room? I mean, no complaints if you're donating them, I just was curious." James asked. Alexa looked around, seeing big plastic totes fill the room; she put 2 and 2 together quickly.

Alexa fidgeted. "Well, uhm, I lost a bunch of my clothes while they were being shipped overseas. So, uhm, Diana offered to give me the clothes that Jodie didn't want."

A lightbulb went off in the DILFs (when Alexa was horny, as she was now, she'd call him that mentally) head. "Right! I thought she was being hyperbolic, and she's been out all day, doing things and managing stuff, so I wasn't sure if she just was using her usual sardonic humor."

Alexa shrugged. That made sense. Diana could be a hard read sometimes. James beamed at her while typing on his phone. "Not sure if the wife told you this, but I run our neighborhoods charity coordination group. It's too easy for me to put up a message and ask all the neighborhood parents what they could give. Consider it done! Also, Diana said I had to take you to a dentists appointment tomorrow morning?"

James, much like his wife, didn't seem to wait for responses, leaving Alexa in the dust while he took a business phone-call. That suited her just fine - it actually gave her the first chance in a long time to USE the bathroom before she had an accident. It was close, and she was already in a wet diaper, but it still was an accomplishment. High on her own success, Alexa called Carol. It would be her...morning, right?

Carol looked half awake when Alexa rang, not having been woken by the woman but nursing a cup of tea while waves lapped at the nearby shore. She was happy to talk with Alexa, saying that she and the hubbie had actually just been getting back from a night out, and she was trying to fall asleep, but struggling just a bit. Alexa felt a bit embarrassed now, having told Carol she had good news.

"I, uhm, first time in awhile, I, uhm, you know, did it. I used a toilet." Alexa stumbled on her own words, the rush of pride replaced by the fact that she was in her twenties and proud of that. Carol didn't seem to mind.

"Alexa, that's great! Diana's been keeping me updated you know, just making sure you're okay, so it's wonderful that you're turning the corner. Do you think that you-..." A male hand grabbed Carol's shoulder, with flirty words being exchanged. "Honey, I'm on the phone, you dirty dog, I..." Carol got distracted quickly, leading to her putting the phone down. "Alexagottagoooooo!"

Alexa blushed and changed into her night-time outfit. Was Diana really telling Carol about her progress? After eating some takeout with James, of course. Diana had been considerate enough to lay it out for her. It was a onesie that was a dull pink and looking like it was NOT designed for someone Alexa's size. The thing also looked a bit worse for wear. Still, she put it on, struggling to contain the buttons around her crotch. The diaper bulged out just a bit, meaning it was like stuffing a too large pillow in an extra small case, but she managed. Besides, Alexa felt good about herself today - especially after seeing James in such good health.

Diana added to positive energy as she came upstairs, with Alexa telling her the great news that she had made it to the bathroom, no issues.

"This is a big win Alexa! Really, you need to be proud of yourself. It's great too, because I just bought this for you!" Diana said, brandishing a white board that fit perfectly on her door, and coating it in some mixtures of clouds, suns, and frowny faces before scribbling four words on the white board - ALEXAS POTTY TRAINING CHART.

Alexa was aghast. "I----DIANA, I DON'T NEED THAT!" She shouted, with the door luckily shut and Diana in a gracious mood.

"Alexa, before we have that discussion. Can you help me unload the car? I was out with the kids getting them a winter wardrobe reset and need help bringing their clothes in." Diana asked, with Alexa sheepishly providing a yes before pulling some loose fitting pajama pants on.

The kids were trying their best to "appear" like they were helping while the adults did the work of carrying everything in. Alexa sighed and did her normal routine of trying to fit twenty bags in one hand, dropping them off in the respective rooms. Diana thanked her for the help once it was over, then asked again for her help.

"James already moved a bunch of the kids stuff over, but Jodie asked if she could give you some clothes too. Isn't that nice?" Diana asked, getting Alexa to move the dozens of pieces of attire that both girls now offloaded onto her. There was, if Alexa was a poet, some irony in her bringing in big girl clothes for the kids while getting their hand-me downs.

Sigh, look on the bright side of it Alexa.

"Did you eat?" Diana asked, with Alexa mumbling out a tired yes and that she had take-out. Diana didn't like the idea that it was "all" Alexa had to eat, meaning Diana ended up cooking Alexa a second meal and making her scarf it down. Still, the meal was delicious, and Alexa's full belly thanked her for not refusing that part of Diana's offer.

"Diana, I wonder if maybe I don't need that char-*" Alexa was cut off by a plate with a Banana-Bran muffin on it, Diana smiling.

"I made these today, but you're the first to try the new recipe." Alexa lost that battle too, the muffin tasting delightful. Damnit Diana, stop being a good cook.

"Someone liked it." Diana said with an uncharacteristic wink. "I'll pack a few of those in your lunch box tomorrow."

Alexa nodded, enjoying that idea. She followed Diana upstairs to her bedroom, feeling drowsy and a bit like she was in a food coma. Sitting on the edge of her "not-a-crib", she was handed a big glass of warm milk by Diana, and then stripped of her covering pajama pants.

"D-Diana, I, I'm just not sure about needing a Potty Chart, I mean come on, I think I can do this...." Alexa said, trailing off as she gulped down the delicious milk.

"I know, I know Alexa. Listen. Can I be honest with you?" Diana asked, replacing the glass of milk with Alexa's big bottle of water and directing the straw into her lips. "You've saved the life of my entire family, literally more than once. I am in your debt. You are great at flipping on a dime. I am great at the whole motherhood piece. I think we can combine our powers and win out against this whole potty training issue you have. How about this, want to make a bet?" Diana asked.

"If you can go all of tonight, starting now, without using your diaper, no chart is needed and I'll owe you something big. If you lose the bet, we'll use a chart and you'll me a favor. How's that for putting my money where my mouth is?" Diana said. She gave Alexa a handful of supplements to swallow, and then a big helping of fish oil. "Swallow, before you answer."

Alexa, ever the prideful woman, nodded. She could do this. She DEFINITELY could win that bet. Don't use a diaper for 8 hours? Easy!

"You're on woman, can't wait to cash my win!" Alexa said with a wink back to her, shaking her hand on it.

Diana was actually really cool once you got to know her, Alexa thought to herself. Alexa kept thinking about what favor she would ask from Diana as she fell asleep. Ignoring all the external stimuli, Alexa lay in her crib, hearing nothing, unmoving, and imagining her victory.

Of course, she'd used her diaper before she even fully went to sleep, but that is a story for another time.

*****

Diana was not surprised when she won the bet. She was surprised, however, at catching Alexa humping her pillow so vigorously once again. More surprising was the collection of buttons which riddled the end of the crib, which confused her just a bit until she realized they came from the crotch area of the onesie Alexa was wearing. Alexa's accident had quite literally popped off those three poor buttons from the onesie, leaving it in tatters and exposing her well used diaper. Most surprising of all was a thumb in Alexa's mouth, which Diana knew was a bad sign. That's why she had to go to the dentist today!

Alexa, this time, did not wake up when Diana stopped her grinding and groaning. She didn't wake up at all, honestly, which suited Diana rather fine. Alexa got a scrubbing in the shower, a fresh new diaper (with more and more inserts), a cute outfit which could not, unfortunately be just "mistaken" as juvenile - it was. Maybe a bit less than juvenile. A pair of shortalls which bulged due to the diaper, wrapping around the thing like they were encasing it....Diana realized it wouldn't fly at Alexa's work. Sad, she changed the girl to an outfit which was a bit more appropriate - a similar pair of shortalls which did not so needlessly show off Alexa's diaper, emblazoned proudly with Hello Kitty. Alexa only woke up once she felt a shirt being pulled over the ensemble.

The girl patted herself down. "I-I won! I didn't use my diaper..."

Diana sighed. Oh, Alexa. "Alexa, you lost! I just finished changing your diaper and was putting you in a new outfit. Your proof is in that trashbag over there."

After the situation is explained to the borderline narcoleptic girl, Alexa looks down, defeated. Diana puts a hand on her shoulder and yawns. "Eh, don't be too rough on yourself. Besides, no time to waste. I need you to do your chores before James takes you to the dentist."

Alexa doesn't do anything but nod and smile.

***

"Your fillings are just fine. However, Mrs Sauer, we do have to discuss Al-..."

"She's an adult woman, please address her first, I'm just here as a friend." James was too tired to take Alexa, guilt tripping Diana to do it.

"R-right." The dentist gave a small nod before facing his client. "So we are noticing what is basically evidence of teeth grinding. As in, during either the day or night-time, you're excessive grinding your teeth. We've caught it really really early on, but it's going to cause two things. For one, your braces might need to stay in longer. Second, especially at night, we'd highly recommend you utilize something like a mouth splint or night guard while you sleep. We can actually get them custom made in this office..." He looked down at his tablet. "Covered by your insurance as well. Delivered right to you, here."

Alexa nodded. Before she could respond, he continued. "The bigger issue is overall, unless you have undiagnosed mental or physiological issues, this is just an indication of stress. I'd recommend you, where possible, minimize stress. Barring that, I'd recommend continual wear of a mouth guard or some implement like it, especially at night."

"This is also why, as indicated by your...mo-....associate, you will periodically suck your thumb in the morning." The man said, as if to seal the deal.

Alexa took it in stride. She waltzed to the office to get her teeth measured, and nodded and followed along to the instructions. Teeth grinding? That was less than ideal, definitely.

When they created the mouth guard for her, the coolest part was watching the process. They'd made her bite into three different things, which then scanned her teeth and created a 3D model. Using that, it printed the whole contraption, then melted plastic around it. Alexa was amazed, watching the machine work, and then holding the result in her hand.

All in about a hour!

***

"Right ma'am, so this is just a preliminary sleep study for you. I know you've had issues in the past, and I appreciate you coming in on your lunch break for this. I promise, don't worry, no more medicines. I know a colleague of mine may have tainted our reputation." The Doctor said, scribbling down notes. Diana opted to sit this appointment out, sitting in the waiting room and reading the paper.

"Of course. So I just lay down, and you'll...what, read my sleep?" Alexa joked, strapped up to a bunch of machines. What they did, she couldn't tell you. Why she was strapped up to them, she wasn't sure.

"Something like that! Now, just lay back. I don't need you to fall asleep, but I do want you to close your eyes and relax every muscle in your body." The man asked. "Do you think you'll be able to do that?"

Alexa knew she could. Laying in the semi-lit room, she tried her best to lay down and put herself at ease, slowly letting her mind relax. Each muscle in her body eased as well. Soft music was playing and Alexa felt wonderful, drifting off slowly and relaxing her core, then her glutes, then her calves, then....

Ahh - shit. Alexa had relaxed too much. As she filled her diaper, she realized that fact. Damnit. She tried to focus back on why she was here. Relax....

"Right, we're all done!" The man said some time later, letting Alexa see the notes he took. "I think I know your exact issue! See, while you're sleeping..." He pointed at a graph that made little sense to her, squirming as she was in her own filth. "Your eyes are scanning for light, while your heart rate increases as noise increases in a room. This isn't REM or something of the sort, it's like you have a hyper sensitivity to light and noise. I've seen it before. The fixes are quite simple."

Alexa nodded. He handed her perhaps the simplest fix she'd received all week - a simple face mask to block out the light, and a suggestion to listen to calming music. The Doctor seemed friendly, talking to Alexa as they walked out together.

"Honestly Ms Johnson - I know this will sound silly, but listen here. My wife had the same problem as you noise-wise, and you want to know what fixed it? Just some soft music, like for a nursery or daycare, and it resolved all her sound issues. That's a bit crazy, but she can testify that it worked!" The Doctor said it to Alexa, pointing towards the secretary who sat the front desk, who was much the Doctor's Junior.

She blushed a bit. Alexa and she could not have been anymore more different, with the almost trophy wife looking positively angelic and incredibly sexy in her tight body fitting dress, while Alexa stood there in shortalls and a diaper. For them, that was funny, but...

Alexa laughed along and walked out. No sense in calling attention to any of it. Even if the comparison did hurt her a bit.

***

Sitting on the edge of her "not-a-crib", Alexa looked at her all the empty containers and totes, now hung-up in the nicely sized closet; there was some satisfaction, she was quite sure, in putting away all that stuff in such a quick manner. Yes, it was "stuff" that ranged from onesies which struggled to fit her to dresses which barely hid her diaper, but it still was a good amount of clothes. She split each one into outfits she'd never wear, outfits she might be okay wearing, and outfits she'd be fine to wear; that, and she had her business clothes she and Diana had bought.

Her room felt more spacious with those bit containers taken out of it.

Diana let herself in with a grace only she could bring; Alexa had hardly noticed her, standing as she was surveying the room with her hands on her hips, diaper peaking on the fringes of the onesie.

"Ready for bed? I see you already changed." Diana asked, the question only semi-serious, with Alexa's only response being a yawn.

"Wait! I have to use the mouth guard and my new eye mask!" Alexa said triumphantly, popping the fitted thing into her mouth. It melded well with braces, but made her ability to speak without a lisp almost impossible. Unlike just when she got braces, this was something which restricted so much movement in her mouth that her words became nearly impossible to understand.

"I found this at the store. Aren't they just the cutest eye masks Alexa?" Diana asked, taking the one from Alexa's hand, which was a bland solid black, and replacing it with one that was much cuter. It had a pink and green cord, with two small ears to mimic a bunny, while having two sleeping "eyes" which looked like they would befit a rabbit; the cherry on top was the fuzziness of it all, which felt amazing in Alexa's hands. Alexa gave a big, reflecting smile.

"Thith ith tho cool! Whewe did you find thith, Diana? Cutheeee!" Alexa said, putting in on the top of her head.

"Oh Alexa, maybe we'll have to work on your Ss after potty training." Diana said with a wink.

Alexa teased back. "I'll wemembew dat next time you need me!"

Diana shut the door. "Alexa, I do need to have a serious talk. This morning, when I woke you up, you were humping your pillow. I'm pretty sure that's not going to be healthy for you long-term. You have to control yourself, sweetie."

Alexa blushed and looked at her feet. "Sowwy, I juthst have wet dweams thomethimes."

"Everyone does. Sweetie..." She sat next to the woman, her thighs spreading out and covering what remaining space there was. "...if you ever get too horny and the boys aren't calling, you know I'm here with your magic wand. It's not good to be humping pillows."

Alexa's blush deepened. "Don't thay it wike that! It'th tho embarathhing. I jutht, uhm, I'll be okay. I weally wiked that wathht time we did it. Weww, not did it did it, but you know what I mean, Diana."

Diana, the matronly woman that she was, never could have imagined one day she would be talking with another woman about using a vibrator to get her off, but here she was. She didn't want to peak too deep into that. "Right Alexa. Well, if you're good, maybe we can 'do it' again." She winked and stood up.

Alexa's bed time routine was down to a science by this point, only interrupted when Alexa herself had additions or things to say. She scurried off to the bathroom before sleeping (delaying Diana, which was quite annoying), before presenting herself to Diana to help her get ready.

"Oh, I figured you might want to get yourself ready. But since you asked...." Diana said, enjoying teasing Alexa now.

First came the booties, laced to keep her feet so tightly squeezed together (which never worked, since they came off), then came the same pair for her hands, binding them. After that, her night cap was slipped on, covering the gigantic mass of hair Alexa now wore on her head. Then...

"Shoot, I forgot your milk! Be right back sweetie." Diana said, returning shortly with a tall glass. Alexa, hands bound, had to be helped to drink all the milk, with some light scolding from Diana. "Don't spill it! We'll have to get you a bib or a bottle if you do that."

"We'll have to geth you an old folks home, wady!! Alexa shot back, their dynamic evolving.

Milk done, Alexa then was situated in with her cute fuzzy eye mask, which basically blinded her, before also losing her hearing when the headphones came on. Some light music played through them, connected to her phone nearby, and Alexa felt herself truly relax and enjoy her "not a crib" comfort for once.

Diana kissed the girl on her forehead, and left her alone in the crib, flicking the light off as Alexa passed out.

In her cute turtle onesie, unable to see, hear, barely able to communicate and struggling with movements, Alexa finally got a goodnights rest.

***

"Diana, why doesn't my phone let me access the airlines website?" Alexa said to her phone, trying to buy her flight on her lunch break. Basking in the fading warmth of a fall day, Alexa was trying her best to make use of her time before heading back into the office.

While her new phone was nice, the biggest downside was the fact that apparently Diana had put the phone into some sort of Child Protected mode when she'd set it up. New apps, unidentified websites, and more would cover the phone in a "PARENTAL PIN REQUIRED" splash screen. It was a frustrating existence, but so far, Alexa had been busy enough that it was only a nuisance.

Diana, busy on the other end with her actual children, smiled. "Don't worry about that. We already talked about it and we figured we'd get your flights for you. I have to run, Jodie needs something to prep for school."

"Wait, can I get the parental pin to unlock my phone? I guess it thinks I'm one of your kids!" Alexa laughed awkwardly.

"Oh right, just hit the button below the screen and it lets you request me to unlock things on a case-by-case basis." Diana said, before throwing some words at Alexa before the line went dead. "Have to run!!"

Alexa sighed, happy she wasn't wasting money on a flight but still annoyed at her phone; taking a walk to clear her mind, she ended up back at her office, with a cute intern rushing back and forth in front of the office looking incredibly stressed. Stressed over a minor job of changing out old chairs with new ones. As Alexa passed by, the cute girl, who was dressed in a professional blouse and slacks, gave her a wave and a smile, her red hair dangling in front of her eye.

"Hey Misses Johnson. Would you like a new chair? I know you just moved offices, but I'm in charge of coordinating everyone getting a chair. I'm an intern for the Facilities Management team." She asked kindly.

"Alexa's fine! I'd love one. Do you need some help, you look stressed?" Alexa asked, with the girl unloading onto Alexa about the help she needed. It was all easy for Alexa to work on on her lunch break; still, Alexa needed a change, so she stole away from helping the girl and hid in her little nook to get a quick change.

"I'll get you that chair soon-ish, Misses Johnson, in 5 or 10 minutes." The girl said.

"Alexa's just fine." Alexa said as she hid in her office.

Alexa made three fatal mistakes that she would lay in her "not-a-crib" thinking about for some time. For one, she was a bit distracted scrolling on her phone, meaning she forgot to lock the door. Second, she had a post-lunch phonecall which made it so she was in a bit of a rush, sprawling herself out there to get the change done. Last, she forgot all about the girls offer, imagining the girl would see the shut door and just wait.

Of course, none of that happened, meaning Alexa found herself, diaper half-taped and legs up in the air, exposed to the rather pretty intern, who immediately slammed the door shut after a loud gasp. Shocked, Alexa rushed to lock the door, pants at her ankles, and tried her best to hide away in her office - whatever just happened, Alexa didn't want to process it, hopping on her phonecall to distract herself.

Even with the distraction of work, the embarrassment of having an evidently dirty diaper next to her, which the girls eyes definitely saw, weighed on Alexa. Shit! That girl probably thought she was a freak now. That girl probably was going to report her for wearing diapers or something.

Alexa could be a dramatic person.

With no school tonight, Alexa was working late, meaning many people in the office were gone. The girl, however, was working at a nearby desk; having knocked on Alexa's door repeatedly, she wanted to apologize. So when Alexa tried sneaking out to use the bathroom before leaving work, she ambushed Alexa.

"Misses Johnson, here's your new chair. We only had the yoga ball ones left, apologies!" The young intern said, pushing in. She looked at Alexa, wanting to say more

"I am totally, totally sorry! I should definitely have knocked!" She said, squeezing into the crack Alexa had made in the door.

"N-no issue. Ju-just uhm, don't tell anyone you saw anything?" Alexa said, face back to beating a tomato for its redness. The girl shut the door behind her, noticing the diaper in a clear bag, crumpled and hidden poorly behind Alexa's bag.

"Really Misses Johnson, there's nothing to be ashamed of! On my period I've even considered diapers." The girl said with a confident smile. To Alexa, she was gratingly loud, as if she was announcing to all the people outside about what she was wearing.

"Ca---ca--can you be just a bit quieter? I don't like people knowing I wear...." Alexa lost her train of thought as the beautiful girl pulled up her clothes and picked up the diaper bag.

"Misses Johnson, before interning here, I interned at a hospital. Before that, I was in a nursing home. I promise very little will gross me out. But!" The girl scribbled something on a notepad. "I can make a note to get a small pail installed in here where you can throw your sanitary products away in a proper way so that you don't have to put them in these little plastic bags. Then, when the cleaners come, I can make sure they know to empty that for you daily."

Alexa's face hued from embarrassment to horror. "Don't do that! At all! I...I really really appreciate the offer, but I think I'll take the plastic bag."

The still unnamed intern shrugged. "Really Misses Johnson, it's no big deal. I've seen the gambit of everything, even as an intern. Someone needing sanitary products is the least of surprises, even here!"

Alexa was sold on the idea, honestly just so that the girl would leave her office. Being sold on the idea failed in that attempt, since the girl returned about ten minutes later with one of the building cleaners and a large, non-descript diaper bail and put it in a corner of the office, before the cleaner waved and emptied out the first black bag filled with Alexa's diaper. It was all very...procedural, and it made Alexa feel more at ease with the whole situation. Just a bit.

"Hey, uhm, as an apology, maybe I could take you out for a drink?" The cute intern said, stretching the definition of professional. Alexa considered all the bad things which had happened to her in previous lives when people learned about her diapers, and knew the only real option - a big yes.

****

As it turned out, the intern's name was Trisha, and she was just a year or so younger than Alexa, but a bit more behind due to some gap years, and, as she phrased it "messing around" in college. What that meant made little sense to Alexa, but she could guess one of the meanings after the girl had ordered her third rounds of shots for Alexa. **** had its effect on many people in many different ways, but Alexa's way was best described as fast acting giddy talker. Each shot gave way to more conversation, only broken when Alexa texted the worried Diana about if she was alright, before being broken with some food and more ****. The sun had barely set and Alexa was absolutely sloshed at this random pub near the office.

"Uhm, I just needa go to the bafroom...." Alexa said, stumbling in her business woman attire. Trisha, perhaps realizing that her tolerance was not translating into Alexa's, noticed too late the last round of drinks she ordered.

"Wait! Bottoms up!" Trisha said, clinking glasses with Alexa and downing the Vodka. Alexa's eyes bulged a bit as she finished the burning water, not looking too hot. Well, to Trisha she looked plenty cute, but she could tell she was going to be nearing a black out sooner rather than later if they kept the pace up.

"Be riteeeeee back....Dont mind ya coming with me!..." Alexa said, grabbing her backpack and holding Trisha's hand before giving it up and waddling away. Trisha, misinterpreting what symbol was just given to her, followed Alexa into the family restroom, slipping in just as she was going to shut the door.

Her lips locked with Alexa's just as the door clicked shut, Alexa thrust against it. Uncoordinated and not resisting, Alexa melted into Trisha's arms, groping her like her life depended on it. Squirming and trying to speak, Alexa got nary a word in as Trisha's hands explored her body. Creeping down from Alexa's neck, then to her small chest, then trailing her fingernails on Alexa's stomach, Trisha aggressively kissed the girl as she snuck down to tease Alexa's pussy.

Both misunderstood the situation they were in. Alexa wanted Trisha to guard the door while she changed, not seeing the girl as a romantic fling (yet). She had to go number 1 and number 2, NOW. Trisha meanwhile, did see Alexa as a romantic option, while completely forgetting the girl even wore diapers.

So when Trisha started groping around Alexa's crotch and felt padding, her hand briefly stopped, her initiative stalled. She still she rubbed roughly against Alexa's diapered padding, making the girl moan and squirm beneath her. That initiative reversed when she could feel Alexa pissing those very diapers while being right next to her, and then biting her lip and messing them. Trisha briefly let it happen, before her own dulled mind made her stop.

"Ohmygawsh...Im sorry, I had to goooo." Alexa said as Trisha's hand retracted slowly, her smile never leaving her face. "Dont make fun of meeeee or tell anyone."

Trisha meanwhile was a bit irked, if only because she wanted to make the girl cum her brains out in the family bathroom. I mean, first week of the internship and bagging one of the cutest workers she'd seen would be on anyones bucketlist. This was, in its own way, sort of a more unique experience. "Don't worry Misses Johnson, I've just never been with a diaper girl before, get changed and I can take you home."

Alexa blushed at that word. Diaper girl. That wasn't what she was. Her nipples were hard and her breath was ragged. "I'm Alexa, stop calling me that....W-wait, lemme just changee...then we can keep goinnn...I really, really liked dat...I'm like, really horny."

Trisha wasn't a stranger to needy girls. Or boys, for that matter. Her internship would hopefully lead to a job. Knowing that, she wanted to keep her contact with Alexa on the hook for a long time. "Awww, I'm sorry you're horny. Maybe you can take me out clubbing and we'll fix that later in the week, Pixie." As she said it, she teased Alexa's nipples and then stepped back, leaving her wanting more. "I'd never make fun of you for that, that'd be fucked up. But on the other hand, you were a bad little Pixie for almost peeing on me."

"Pi-pixie?" Alexa asked, not able to ask how she earned that name before Trisha had stepped back into the pub.

****

Pixie is the name that Alexa got stuck with by Trisha, with Alexa morphing to exa, then Iexa, then Pixie, at least in Trisha's mind. Dropping Alexa, who was still stumbling drunk at the moment, off at the nice house she was staying in, Trisha quite enjoyed the waddle Alexa made back into the place. A close and intimate kissed let Trisha know the girl had definitely filled her diaper again while riding in her car. Alexa's blabbing about usually riding in a carseat made the intern giggle a bit, before letting her continue.

Diana stood at the door, waving off Trisha as she helped Alexa into the house, the place empty of all the children but full of a bunch of middle aged women.

"Everyone, meet Alexa, the most admirable young woman I think I've met. Alexa, these are Carol's neighbors. They coordinated a girl's night for me, since they had heard and seen what happened." Diana said, the pack of women all staring at her, smiling and waving. Some looked younger than others, some looked quite old indeed, but all looked very kind and nice.

"We've heard so much about you. Did you really taser her ex? That's got to be the best story I've heard on this block." One of the, originally catty looking, women said, stifling a laugh.

"Ye-yesh. Sorry, I may have had a wee bit tooo much ****." Alexa said with a cute giggle, the comment just leading to her getting offered a mimosa. As all the women chattered, Alexa whispered to Diana three words, which prompted them both to stand up.

"I need changed!" Alexa said in an excited, but hushed whispered.

Diana took her upstairs, smile evident on her face, having known since the girl first walked in.

"D-Diana, I can't wear this downstairs. All those women will make fun of me!" Alexa said, a bit aghast. It was a pink dress with cute cartoon ice cream cones, donuts and other sweets as a pattern, while a big bunny was on the front of the dress; matching tights with more sweets also came as part of the outfit, along with some bunny slippers. The collar was frilled.

"No they won't. I already told them you liked dressing rather cute, and they all liked the pictures I had shown them. I'm sure they'll love having someone that doesn't dress like a suburban mom in their midst. Now, grab your ankles. I hate having to ask." Diana said, giving Alexa a playful whap on the butt. "I also didn't know you were into women Alexa. Who was your friend?"

Alexa lost her composure there. "I'm....just a friend! She saw me changing my diaper at work and then she was nice about it and got me a diaper pail, and then she...." Alexa rambled while being changed into the outfit, it fitting her like a glove. Diana made Alexa cover her eyes before producing something to, in her words, tie the outfit together.

A big bunny diaper cover. Well, it was covered in bunnies and easter eggs. What was with Alexa's fate and bunnies. "Isn't this adorable? I saw it at the outlets and just knew you'd love it! Buy one get two free."

It too fit like a glove. The diaper was tight and snug against her flesh, compressed due to the diapers, diaper covers and tights . Her waddle was not helped by the thick cloth diaper.

"Are you too drunk to go play with them? You'll have to tell me all about your date later." Diana said as Alexa wobbled on the edge of the crib.

"Not a date!" Alexa's face reacted to the burning memory of almost getting played with earlier.

"Nothing wrong with that. Next time, can you just tell me you're going out? I was worried sick where you were Lex." Diana asked, helping her down from the ledge.

Alexa felt bad. Diana did have a holden heart beneath her somewhat strict demeanor. "Of course. I might go out to the club with her later this week..."

Diana nodded. "Clubbing, mm? Not sure if you meet the heights requirement for that one." Her wink let Alexa know she was playing.

"Not sure you would make it past the age cap, oldie." Alexa said with a flick of the tongue. Diana's smirk and pat on her bottom made the tease feel fun.

"I'm serious though Lex, please just call me if you ever need a ride. You're family. I'll pick you up, no questions asked, always." Diana said as they returned to the party.

None of the women noticed or cared about her outfit, allowing Alexa to sneak into the game of craps they were playing.

Alexa found herself, once the rules were explained, to be an excellent craps player. Well, excellent against a bunch of women who were only partially paying attention, that is. One of the women was distracted, annoyed by a paper right in front of her which she kept staring at. Alexa, sitting next to her, took note that it looked like a kids homework or a test of some sort. A big fat F was prominent at the top. Distracted, the too smart for her own good Alexa spoke up.

"I think whoever did that homework confused 5s and 6s. That and reading numbers backwards." Alexa said, staring at the sheet. The distressed parent looked at her.

"How do you mean?" The woman asked, turning her head like a golden retriever.

Alexa took the sheet of paper. "Well, I tutored in school. Often younger kids confuse certain numbers for other numbers. See, whoever did this test had the right answer if it was 6 times 6, but the actual question was 5 times 5. I think you'll just have to go over numbers again with them." Alexa smiled at the mother, who looked like she was a bit less distressed.

"You're right. I couldn't put 2 and 2 together. I should pay you to tutor Timmy, he's struggling with his math and reading skills." The mom said, asking Alexa to come with her briefly. She got on the phone with her husband while Alexa fixed all the issues, showing her work.

The gruff man was on speaker phone as his wife, Emmie, explained what Alexa just said. "I told you Timmy isn't dumb honey, he just needs some assistance with the little stuff."

Emmie let her husband respond. "Emmie. I've been telling you this since he failed his first math quiz. We need a tutor."

Alexa, done with the sheet, let herself get taken away by creeping on the worried mother. Emmie had that perfect pear shape you rarely ever seen naturally. Pears would be jealous of the woman, she was sure. Her dark black hair framed her Hispanic features perfectly. Later, Alexa would meet her husband, who had that beautiful ripped physique covered in tattoos and jewelry; Alexa wasn't sure why all her neighbors were so good looking. In the moment, Alexa showed the finished problems, blushing a bit as she felt somewhat childish, like she was showing her parents her finished homework.

Emmie took a photo of Alexa smiling with the homework, nerd glasses gleaming, and sent it to her husband. "See sweetie, I found a perfect tutor for Timmy. She can even start sometime this week!"

Alexa gulped. When had she agreed to that? Seeing the photo, Alexa felt embarrassingly right at her prediction - in her dress, glasses and braces, she did look so nerdy that it hurt. Still, she was happy to help. Being a tutor was fun. Especially when the pay check hit your account.

Emmie squeezed Alexa, who came up to her thick hips, in a hug which made it all worth it. "Thank you so much for your help! I'll text you when Timmy is free for tutoring, when works best, evenings?"

Why did Alexa keep getting herself roped into more work in her free time. Dangit....They returned to the craps game.

As she played, her eyes kept flicking to the woman sitting on her other side. Alexa tried not to let her wandering eyes be noticed, but the chest next to her was quite literally one of the largest set of breasts Alexa had ever seen in her life. This wasn't some porn star, bolt-on tits either. Whoever this woman's partner was, they were dealing with a chest which had been dealing a life time of backpain and more. As they played, Alexa's flickering eyes actually turned out to be some positive, with the woman's top gradually starting to get soaked with some sort of liquid around the nipple area. The darkness of her shirt hid it unless you were upclose. Alexa put two and two together, realizing the woman was leaking breast milk. Knowing how embarrassing leaking liquids from one's body was, Alexa lightly tapped the woman's leg, indicating to her she wanted to talk off to the side, with both women excusing themselves. No one seemed to notice or mind.

"Uhm, what do you need?" Pearl, the large chested woman said as Alexa snuck her into the downstairs bathroom.

"Listen, I just wanted to tell you that I think your chest is leaking. I wasn't sure if you..." The woman looked down in horror, swearing loudly.

"Damnit! I thought I was good for today. Thank you for telling me." The woman sighed, pulling off her top right in front of Alexa. "Ugh, it's so horrible. I haven't been nursing for five years! Five years! But I still have had to grapple, especially over the last few months, with constant production. Especially when I smell things like baby powder or hear a kid crying, or even see one. My body is trying to turn me into a milk-maid, I swear."

The woman rooted around in her purse, showing Alexa an electric pump. Whoever invented that machine likely would feel bad for its current fate, the nozzle barely able to grasp onto her boobs. Somewhere during her explanation, she'd lost the bra.

"My husband doesn't want to drink my breast milk. My kids are out of the question. These pumps break after a few uses. I've tried almost every single thing, even manual milking, and nothing works! My Doctor thinks I have a condition where I'll be making milk till I'm old and gray." The woman sighed. She was clearly exasperated. An idea bulb seemed to appear in her head.

"Wait! Could I ask you for a favor? This is gonna be plenty weird..." The drunk mother said. "Can you like, uh, maybe see if you could drink some of it? Wait, that's a terrible idea, I'm sorry I even proposed it. I'm not sure why my boobs got so active once your got here. I'm just **** to get these girls emptied." She was rambling.

Alexa may have been drunk. Alexa may have liked helping people. But sucking on a random woman's breasts was not in necessarily in her position description.

The woman had thankfully shot down the idea herself, meaning Alexa just agreed with her, instead running over to the woman's house to get her a change of maternity bra's and a new shirt. She was deeply thankful. By nights end, everyone was just a bit drunk, and Diana was saying goodbye to them. Pearl hung around, helping Diana clean up the kitchen, while Alexa cleaned up the living room. Diana pulled her to the side.

"Alexa, I know you helped Pearl earlier. We all were talking a bit about her leaking chest, and I was really happy you helped her so discreetly." Diana said with a pat on the back. Alexa felt good for herself. The buzz wore down a bit for her.

"God dangit!" Pearl swore from the kitchen, her chest leaking forth once more like a broken faucet. Diana rushed in, thinking she had dropped something. The leaky woman explained her situation to Diana, while Alexa rushed around in her bunny dress and cleaned everything up. Diana hid away for a second, grabbing Alexa.

"Alexa. I know you're about to think I am asking you for a crazy favor, but you could help Pearl here. I was a mother and went through her situation, if with a bit less liquid. Being blocked up and needing release like that hurts. I'm sure she's too shy to ask, but I really think you should ask he-..." Diana was stopped by Alexa's hand on her shoulder.

"You're right." Alexa didn't argue or debate, instead just nodding her head.

Pearl looked relieved when Alexa brought up the idea of Alexa nursing on her chest, just nodding and following both women upstairs. Sitting on the edge of Alexa's crib, she popped her shirt open, and pulled her breast out from behind the maternity bra. Alexa meanwhile sat on her opposite leg, with Diana shutting the door for some privacy.

"La-latch like that. Yesssssssss, like that...." Pearl said, the relief instant as her hand cupped Alexa, who's lips weren't necessarily inexperienced with nipples. It was a different feeling, latching onto the woman's boob in a completely non-sexual manner and suckling it like so, but it wasn't a bad feeling.

Alexa felt herself eased down from the woman's leg and instead laying on her back across both as she talked Alexa through it. Time passed in some manner. Really, the only changes Alexa noticed were her stomach filling up, and the gradual shrinkage of the woman's boob as she sucked it.

"Slo-slower.....Fas-faster. Yes, that tempo is perfecttttttttt. Just like that. Nice. Yes....Sweet, sweet relief." Pearl was vocal with her relief. "W-wait, don't stop, pleasseee."

Alexa, swallowing what felt like gallons of milk, had to burp a bit. After the first burp, Pearl patted her back, helping more come out. Selfishly, Pearl pushed the girl's head back into her chest.

Some more time passed, Alexa's stomach gradually filling and filling, becoming distended from just the first breast. When it came time to change boobs, Alexa wasn't sure she could do it, but Pearl's begging face made it hard to say no. The only complaint she had was silenced as boob flesh filled her mouth.

"I need the bathroo-...." Alexa's suckling finished the sentence, while Diana spoke.

"Alexa, we'll get you the potty after this. Pearl, don't worry, Alexa's wearing her diapers, she can keep going till you're finished." Diana said, with Alexa blushing at a second person finding out she wore diapers. That of course spurred a conversation Alexa had to hear while filling her pot belly with more rich, creamy breast milk .

"Diapers? Does she need those?" The breast milk was actually really tasty. Alexa had ignored the taste, trying her best to be just a machine sucking down milk.

"Yes, but keep that private, please." Her bladder was aching like hell!

"Certainly. That just makes sense now. Baby powder is one of my triggers, and I swore I smelled it earlier." Now her bowels had a turn to protest.

"Mhm. I had to change her." Now both were screaming at her to unlatch and rush to the bathroom.

"Well I love the dress she's in. My girl's all gave up the dresses, tomboys the lot of them." Pearl said as Alexa unlatched. Roughly patted on the back, Alexa burped, then was **** back into the woman's chest.

"Mine too. A shame, isn't she adorable? She moved here and had to use some of my girls old clothes." Diana asked as Alexa felt about 5 seconds from an accident.

"Yes! I have some of my girl's old clothes in trash bags. Was going to donate them, but I'd be happy to give you them instead Alexa." Pearl said, craddling Alexa but asking the question to Diana. As Diana was about to answer, Alexa filled her diaper, causing Pearl to smirk. "I think she just had an accident. I could donate all their old diapers, too. I still have their old diaper pails and changing table too, would you like that Alexa?"

"I think she'll take whatever she can get. Right, Alexa?" Alexa, stomach overflowing with creamy milk, just nodded. Emptied as she was now, she was starting to feel drowsy, and she just wanted to sleep. What time was it, anyway?

The milky torrent turned into a dribble, then a few droplets, then nothing. Only Diana and Pearl knew how long it was. 53 minutes. Pearl's breasts had gone down dramatically in such a short time, the strain removed from the woman's face and her back screaming Alexa's praises.

Alexa was a half-asleep girl by the time it was over, but still was lavishly praised by Pearl, who was chipper despite the hour. "Thank god for you Alexa! My god, I feel like a new woman. This is the most relief I've had in almost three years, can you believe that? Goodness, can I come over here everyday? I mean really, I owe you big time."

Diana noticed the sagging shoulder, the half blinks and lean forward from Alexa. She was tuckered out and babbled out a response. Diana pushed her on her back and pulled down the diaper cover and tights. "Are you tired Alexa? Mind grabbing me one of her night time clothe diapers pearl. Alexa, did you hear Pearl, do you mind helping her everyday with this?"

Alexa nodded to that first question, half hearing it, but laying her head down on the comfy pillow.

Pearl ecstatic. "God, thank you thank you Alexa! I mean really, that's amazing. I can finally start running again without having these two engorged boulders on my chest!" Pearl said, helping augment Diana as they cleaned the now passed out Alexa's bottom.

"Wow, she's never passed out so quickly like that before. You must have did a number on her." Diana said, stripping Alexa of her dress and putting her in the now regular bunny onesie, before putting her baby booties, eye mask, headphones and mouth guard on the woman.

"Is this...well is this a fetish thing? I guess I don't understand why she's in a crib and a diaper and all that. Not that I'm complaining, mind you." Pearl asked as she helped getting Alexa dressed.

"I wondered that too, but honestly, it isn't. Alexa just needs diapers and has sleeping issues. She saved my husband's life, and then my own plus my children's. So I sort of feel indebted to her on a level that's hard to explain. I also think she's as cute as a button, and she likes wearing clothes that Joan and Jodie never wear, so perhaps I have my own incentive to getting her dressed up." Diana said with a light giggle. "She is a good girl though, just perhaps a bit unlucky and needing some guidance. Super smart, she has an impressive job for her age."

Pearl nodded. "I will admit, there is something to be said about having your own dress up doll. I mean that dress she had on earlier, cuter than a button in my opinion; I work as a seamstress so if you have old clothes that you want to fit her, I'd be more than happy to help. Oooo, you should have her dress up! Penny is a designer, Barbie is a wholesaler for kids clothes. They both would love to have a good model. When does she leave in the morning?"

Diana shot down that last idea. "Well, I think Alexa would veto that one, but if you can convince her..." Diana laughed And then replied to when Alexa wakes up. "Rather early, she stays at a daycare in the morning while waiting for work. I doubt you'd want to wake up that early. I have to get her changed, showered and dressed."

Pearl shrugged. "Really - how early? I'm an early riser and get my workout in before the kids and hubbie even know what waking up means. I can be over whenever you tell me."

Diana nodded, telling her to come about five minutes after Alexa woke up, and before she slept. Pearl, ever thankful, gave the sleeping cute girl a kiss on the cheek. She noticed Alexa's potty training chart.

"You know, you can just use apps for that now. Unless you like physical for physicals sake." Diana shrugged and didn't bother replying, flicking the lights off.

Alexa dreamed of a giant cattle farm, filled with delicious milk and wonderful sweet treats a plenty. Her tummy grumbled and rumbled, eventually emptying itself out due to the influx of milk. She felt syrupy sweet and cozy.

****

As was becoming routine, Alexa didn't full wake up she was getting her business slacks on, the camisole rousing her a bit, and the nice blue blouse getting her fully awake. When she noticed Pearl was there, and that she had a hell of a headache, Alexa felt a bit puzzled. Was it still night?

"Alexa." Pearl whispered. "Hey sweetie, I know you have work, so I can come in the mornings." Pearl said it as if this had been going on for awhile; she had the forwardness of a mother that had changed thousands of diapers and seen everything imaginable. So with that, she popped her boob out and shoved it in the sleepy girl's mouth.

This time only took maybe ten minutes for both boobs, but Alexa was still reeling from the fast wake up. I mean, it's very rare that one's morning routine is being woken up to suckle on another woman's breasts. Alexa decided not to complain, curling up and continuing, having her face wiped down by Pearl. When it was finished, Diana patted Alexa's smooth slacks.

"Go have your breakfast and take down those diapers off the clothesline, please." Dazed, confused, and a bit horny at seeing the breasts (even if Pearl was acting in such a non-sexual manner), Alexa headed downstairs.

She was rather full, and picked at the food. Diana wagged her finger. "Don't let any food go to waste, darling."

Alexa ate it all as quick as she could, before being squeezed into an ever tight hug by the big-breasted Pearl, who was wearing some now properly fitting workout attire. "Thank you sooooo much!"

Alexa wasn't sure how to react beyond a sheepish "you're welcome", while Pearl left to go do some running.

Urgh, Alexa's bubble gut was going to be crazy after all this milk and a protein-heavy breakfast. She tried not to complain too much; work kept her on her toes while at daycare.

***

"Misses Pixie, anything the facility management team can help you with today?" Trisha teasingly said, sneaking into Alexa's office while she enjoyed the fun of bouncing on the half-yoga ball half-chair she now had.

"MMM, the offer is tempting, but I think I'll pass. I saw what happened yesterday." Alexa shot back, feeling a bit better now that she wasn't drunk in a family bathroom making out.

"Well, we're here if you ever need us~." Trisha said, leaving an inventory sheet as an excuse for why she came to visit Alexa.

Work sucked her in after that - a meeting with both companies here, a call to take there, headquarters calling asking about the status of another project. While working, she slowly found herself biting her thumb, then nibbling her thumb, then sliding her thumb in her mouth, then fully sucking her thumb. Shit! She caught it after awhile, replacing her thumb with the mouth guard, but she still was rather annoyed by the tick she'd acquired.

On her lunch break, she saw Trisha struggling with a gigantic box which she was pretty sure was double the girl's weight. Jumping into action, Alexa helped the poor sap push the box up, winking and walking off without saying any words. Security had asked her to come down to talk with them about an "urgent matter", and she figured her lunch break would be as good a time as any.

"Misses Johnson, have you been entering and exiting the facility at 1 in the morning?" The rough looking older woman who looked more like a mall-cop then a guard asked Alexa, typing on the keypad in front of her.

"Uh...no?" Alexa questioned.

"Got it. We've had someone who seemingly made some fake badges and has been trying to sneak into the facility. Yours was one that was flagged. Just keep an eye out for any suspicious activity, kay? Camera's show what looks to be a slim 6'8" presumed male trying the badges, but his face was covered."

"G-got it? I'll keep em peeled." Alexa said, returning to her office. While she was gone, one of the buildings cleaners had stopped by, waving Alexa in as he dusted her office. He was an older looking gentlemen, and his accent betrayed his country of origin.

"Sorry madam, I was just cleaning out any offices that had no one in them, oui? Hope you don't mind." He said, Alexa assuring him that she did not. He checked the diaper pail, with Alexa blushing as he wrapped the bag up, the man not making a mention of it.

Huh. Three situations which could have gone south in a row which had just been normal interactions. Nice. Alexa's days were looking up!