Failure at the worst time..

Whether the stress of having her bag stolen, or just her bad diet over the past few hours, Alexa knew it was a losing battle. The second the Chief said "Smile!", Alexa's diaper was already being flooded and filled. Very quickly, the little space was taken up by all the junk she had eaten earlier, and the ****, coffee and water leaked itself into the padding. Alexa bit her lip, knowing full well it must've been obvious. Her face red with shame, she tried not moving at all. The warmness emanating from both sides of her diaper distracted her, but she tried her best to ignore it. Another thought dawned on her: that photo must've been mid-accident, capturing her lip bite, and nervous push. God, that....couldn't get out. Alexa was powerless as the Chief walked out of the room.

Devin stared at Alexa. Rosy cheeks, biting her lip, silent. It was like she was waiting for him to do something. Feeling his phone vibrate, he nearly gasped as he realized he had missed the new flight arrival time. His plane left the airport in 20 minutes. He had to get out of here!

It hit him. This was the moment. Alexa looked like she was waiting for him to make the move. Standing up, he walked over to her with as much confidence as he could.

"Alexa. My plane leaves soon." He said awkwardly.

"That's...great news Devin!" She said, the blush deepening. Devin knew it, she was embarrassed to make the first move.

"Well, uhm. Before I go. Here's my number." Devin said, handing the girl a small napkin with his phone number. A part of him wavered, and he felt an odd surge of confidence. Alexa looked at him with pure red cheeks, surprised at his actions.

Devin leaned over, kissing the girl right onto her lip. His hand drifted down near her sweatpants. It was over in a second. He said nothing more to her except 'Have a safe flight.'. Leaving the room, he felt his entire body redden. Had he really just done that? His hand felt like it burned from touching her ass, like it was hot. It was just in his mind, of course. He rushed to his next flight.

Left alone in the room, Alexa was completely breathless. Had she just got the number from a cute guy, who then proceeded to kiss her? Right after she had messed her diaper like some idiot!? Her whole body felt warm, and it wasn't just from her diaper. Fluttery butterflies floated in her stomach, and she knew her face must be redder then a tomato. On a screen near her, she witnessed the picture that had been taken of her. It looked...normal, all things considered. She was biting her lip, and her face was just a bit scrunched. But hopefully, they just thought she was in a bit of pain.

Alexa floated back to Carol. The woman sat in the office, surprised at Alexa's face.

"You look like you've seen a ghost. What's wrong?" Carol said, getting up and holding Alexa's cheeks.

"Devin, he..." Alexa said, hoping not to mention her accident. "He kissed me and gave me his number."

"Wow. Good job Lexi. I could tell you two were hitting it off!" Carol said, hugging the red faced girl. As she hugged the girl, a very faint odor made itself known to her nose.

"Did you, uh....well do you need a new one." Carol said, as Alexa's face was graced by genuine confusion. Her shame came with realization, and she merely nodded. As she began to speak, the Chief came back.

"Ladies, we got the contents of the bag back. If you'll follow me." He said, gesturing for the two.

Alexa waddled as best she good with the filled diaper, and Carol followed behind as well. A slight smile played itself across her face, as she remembered the many diaper changes she used to do. What was one more?