No Bottoms Allowed

Alex shifted in the baby diaper, her cheeks pink when it rubbed against her now-smooth pussy.

"W-wait, what-"

"Hair removal cream," Jane's dad explained. "It'll make the clean up easier."

Alex stares horrified at his cheery smile. He gathered her wet clothes into a plastic bag, carrying them in one hand as he started unloading the car. Alex tugged her hoody down further, padding over to her suitcase.

"No you don't." He picked up her suitcase easily, hefting it up out of reach. "You can wear whatever you like on your top half but no trousers. I need to be able to check your diaper."

"I don't need diapers!" Alex protested. She cringed in embarrassment, seeing people pointing and giggling from the corners of her eyes.

Before she could protest further, Jane's father picked up her hood, Alex squealing as he lifted it up to expose her diaper fully.

"Any more protests and you'll lose more clothes. If I catch you trying to cover up your diaper for even a second you're going straight over my knee for a spanking. Got it?"