Some redecorating, and bedtime

Emma smirked, once again taking the blushing Laura by the wrist, only humiliating the mutant further as she was dragged along, although it seemed the clone was past protesting at this point, if only because she knew it was pointless.

Grabbing the tight-fitting shorts, Emma guided Laura to step into them, despite her grumbled and complains, tugging them up tight, and causing the clone to squeak as it gave her a slight wedgie at first, only making the enema she had received even worse, threatening to have an accident at any point.

Taking a step back, Emma and Raven admired their work smugly, Laura being dressed in her collar, tight striped top, diaper, and the the equally tight shorts above it, it barely hit anything, the waistband of the diaper peaking out the top, along with out of each leghole, not to mention a huge diaper bulge, anyone at all would of been able to tell what the clone was wearing.

“There, now isn’t that more appropriate for you?” Emma asked with a smirk, causing Laura to cross her arms and glare at the floor, clearly unwilling to dignify the telepath with a response.

Fortunately, it seemed Emma had other objectives in mind as she clapped her hands, seemingly activating something before speaking. “Cell, X-23 required some bedding, but make it appropriate for her.”

Without warning, a corner of the room flashed, making the diaper-clad clone yelp in surprise, looking at what appeared, a crib, of course it was a crib, albeit a slightly large one that would just about fit someone as short as Laura, bright white, with pink bedsheets and pillows, it was adorable as Laura herself looked in that moment as the bratty clone growled. “I’m not sleeping in that!” She yelled angrily, only to yelp as she was scooped up into Raven’s arms and carried towards the crib, quickly being set down.

“I do believe it’s bedtime for you, Laura. I should warn you, if you try to take off your new uniform, try to get out of bed, do anything at all, the cell will know, and it will inform us, and you won’t like what happens next.” Mystique declared smugly, causing the clone to wince.

“Now then, I do believe that’s everything, correct?” She asked, turning to Emma, who seemed to be lost in thought.