Pre-Travel

"Two days from now? Really? That's close." Carol said to Alexa, sitting next to her, trying her best to distract Alexa from her work. It was late afternoon.

"Yeah. I'll have to start packing and get ready. Ugh." Alexa grimaced, the tasks making her look like she was in pain.

"I'll get my ticket scheduled too." Carol smiled. Alexa perked up.

"Really? You don't have to do that Carol....." She said, her words not hiding the relief on her face.

"Don't have to, but I will. Being stuck her alone would be boring." Carol shrugged her shoulders, and booted Alexa out of the home office. "Go do something other then work. Maybe get some of the clothes down from the line."

Alexa needed no more encouragement, taking the basket and letting energy surge throughout her limbs, the idea of taking down everything making her happy. Finally, the diaper would stop mocking her by gently swinging in the wind. Working her way down the line, she finished the process, bringing the basket back inside. Carol smiled at her, and went through the basket, pulling the diaper out, and sliding her another basket.

"Still wet sweetie. Here's this mornings cloth diaper too. Could you hang them up for me?" Carol asked, and Alexa felt her jaw drop.

"Bu-but...." Alexa said, taking the diaper from, and feeling the moisture still on it. It was a bit wet, sure, but....she'd only done that task just to get the diapers put away from public viewing! Defeated, she hung the two cloth diapers on the clothesline, and went back inside. Carol sat on the sofa, thanking for the job, and silencing her phone.

"Sorry for all the chores Lex, but could you order some food for the night and sort my clothes? Paul just called me and now it's a whole family call." Carol asked, her eyes rolling in annoyance.

"Definitely! Not a problem." Alexa said, searching a bit, and then deciding what she wanted for dinner. Pizza again. She was a pretty famished, and called then ordered, heading up with the basket of Carol's clothes. Sexy nighties, Lingerie, underwear she knew they had bought at the boutique....all of it sorted. It was a just bit embarrassing, sorting the clothes, while she still was in a diaper.

Carol enjoyed the pizza, as did Alexa; even more then the pizza, both women enjoyed a healthy amount of drinks, staying in the basement. Alexa had the next day off to pack her stuff, meaning perhaps she went just a bit overboard. After their second movie for the night, Alexa stood up, in her pajama pants and camisole, stretching and yawning.

"Carol. I-I...wish.....I had underwear like you." Alexa blurted out, not knowing where that had come from.

"Huh?" Carol questioned, having been focused on the movie.

"Ju-just....doing your laundry today. Sexy stuff. My stuff is stuff kids wear. Bu-but I'm an adult." Alexa complained. Carol rolled her eyes.

"Lex. Come here." Carol said, and Alexa felt herself totter over, the thin diaper mixing with the **** to make it a slow waddle. "Arms up." Alexa followed directions, and soon found herself naked except for her diaper. Not a cloth diaper, just merely one of usual day time one's.

"Car-carol....It's cold." Alexa whined.

"Alexa. You talking about your diapers like they weigh you down is bad for you. You know that. I know that." Carol said. "You need them. Eventually, I hope I can help you so you don't need them..." Carol said, giving a warm smile. "But for now, just stop. Stop thinking about them. If you make it to the potty, good. If you don't, okay. They are adult underwear because you, an adult, are wearing them. Got it?"

Alexa nodded. "Tr-true....but...."

"No buts. Now, when you have a used diaper, discreetly come let me know. No need for hysterics every time you use them. Got me?" Carol asked, and Alexa nodded. "Good. Now no more complaining about something you need." Alexa nodded again.

The two enjoyed the movie for a bit more, and then Alexa stood up once more, stretching. She had gotten very used to the chill of the room, forgetting her clothes and accepting a fluffy blanket around her body. Wrapped tightly around her, shielding her body from view. Carol brought her upstairs, having stopped her drinking hours prior.

"Bathroom." Carol said. Alexa stumbled into her bathroom. A toilet was in front of her. She sat on it. Shutting her eyes, she let the days stress flow out of her, and into the toilet. "Alexa! I didn't take your diaper off! Ugh....just finish using it...."

Eyes opening up, Alexa stood up from the toilet, only to feel herself pressed down by Carol. Her protests died in her throat as her accident continued, filling the diaper fully. Too drunk to care, Alexa found herself out of the diaper, and in one of the cloth variants.

"Hands out." Carol said and Alexa complied. Mittens soon wrapped themselves around Alexa's hands, and her eyebrows shot up. "Just so you don't open up your crib at night."

Alexa, too tired to do anything but nod, passed out, clad in only the mittens and large cloth diaper. Carol followed in her comfortable bed. One slept soundly....