Mess her “pants”

“Go on, Lexi,” Amy snickered. “Let it all out.”

“I...I can’t just do that on command,” Alexa hissed.

“You better learn to quickly or... I send this video of you wetting yourself AND the video of you getting changed into a diaper by your mommy to EVERYone you know. There won’t be a single person you know who doesn’t know your little secret,” Amy said. “And if you need some help, I’m not too cruel.”

Amy walked over to the kitchen and pulled out... a baby bottle filled with milk. “N-no, please,” Alexa begged. “C-can’t I do anything else?”

“No, Lexi,” Amy said. “You either drink this and help soften your stool or you somehow otherwise force yourself to defecate. Either way, you’re going poopy in your diaper, and then, you’ll go back to bed so that when mommy checks you to see what you did, you’ll be nice and ready to give her a present.”

“I... I have to stay in it? B-but I’ll... I’ll get a... no, Amy no, please...” Alexa begged. “Anything but that.”

“I think that ANYthing, will be to share these videos around. It’s really your choice, Lexi. And who knows, maybe your mommy used so much baby powder that you won’t get a little diaper rash on your bum bum. After all, that would be so humiliating if that happened. No 22 year old should be getting diaper rashes after all,” Amy said, smiling. “So what will it be, Lexi?”

Alexa cried as she picked up the baby bottle and began drinking the milk laced with laxatives and stool softener. She felt tears running down her cheeks as she did so. Amy snapped a picture as Alexa did so. Alexa finally finished the milk and felt her tummy rumbling, churning. “Let’s get to bed now, Lexi,” Amy said as she grabbed Alexa’s hand.

They walked together up the stairs as Alexa felt the laxatives and stool softener working their way through her system. As soon as she laid down on her bed, she felt her diaper expanding. She had done it... Amy snickered as she took another picture of Alexa. “P-please, Amy,” Alexa whispered. “D-don’t make me stay like this.”

“Well... I suppose you could tell mommy now if you really wanted to, but do that, and the whole house will surely wake up and find you like that,” Amy said. “I guarantee it. Wetting yourself is one thing. But pooping yourself is an entirely different thing. And one thing adults like yourself surely shouldn’t be doing. Do yourself a favor, Lexi. Go to sleep. Go on, close your eyes.”

Alexa shut her eyes. She didn’t think she would go to sleep, but maybe she was just tired or maybe the bottle was also laced with a sleeping medicine because Alexa fell asleep immediately as Amy lifted the covers and tucked Alexa into bed.