Missing Items

"No, it's not all here. I'm missing my contact case, my wallet, and....some clothing." Alexa said in the evidence room, shaking her head a bit.

"Well, we found the wallet actually. This yours?" A policemen said, pushing over a familiar brown wallet. Alexa nodded, pocketing it.

"Right. Well, we'll give you a voucher for the cost of the bag, contact case, and clothes. If you ladies will come with me, we can finish sorting out this mess." The Chief said, as both women followed him.

"What were the clothes again?" He said, writing out something on a small form. Alexa, standing awkwardly so as to not mush the filled diaper down. What would she say? Her diapers? Silence held in the air.

"It was undergarments. That's all." Carol filled the silence, holding onto Alexa's laptop and notepads. Alexa silently thanked Carol for the intersession.

"Understood. Pricey stuff. Should cover more then the cost of everything." He said, finishing scribbling. Pulling out a card from the desk, he gave it to Carol. "That should be loaded with cash now, courtesy of the airport. I added some extra for helping me out with the photos."

Carol gave a happy goodbye to the Police chief, who watched her swaying ass leave like a hawk. Alexa followed behind, her slight waddle evident. The Chief shook his head. 'Like mother, like daughter.'

"So, we need to get you changed. I'm sure one of these stores has exactly what we are looking for." Carol said, sitting down on a bench. For obvious reasons, Alexa stayed standing. Once Carol finished putting Alexa's belonging in her bag, she stood up and took Alexa's hand. "Let's go."

After two stores, which merely had snacks and assorted airport memorabilia, Alexa was close to tears. Was she going to be stuck in this dirty diaper forever? The warmness was fading, becoming squishy cold muckiness near her ass. If she weren't focused on walking, the sensation would've made her stop and run into a corner.

Carol herself was worried. The girl was her charge now, and clearly she needed help. But what would she do if no di...

"Ah ha!" Carol muttered to herself, standing in front of the pack of diapers. They were tucked away in the 3rd shop, but there was plenty of them. Next to them was some changing supplies like baby wipes and powder. For Alexa, it felt like heaven had come down to earth and saved her from her current situation. For Carol, it was merely a matter of scanning the different packs. What had she made Calvin wear....all those years ago? Hmphm. Extra absorbency. Snug. Cute critters. Thinking briefly, and not consulting the fidgeting Alexa, Carol grabbed the pack she thought was best, and handed it to Alexa. Conveniently, a backpack was in the row above the diapers, and Carol grabbed that as well.

Alexa stood there, letting Carol take charge. Staring at the pack of diapers, she internally struggled a bit. 'Extra-Absorbency, Cute Designs, Flower Scent. Like three huggies in one!'. That was definitely...not what she ever liked to wear. She wore slim, thin, white diapers. But Carol looked like she knew what she was doing, so Alexa merely stood there.

The person at the counter said nothing, ringing up the backpack, diapers, and changing supplies without so much as a comment. Carol went to swipe the card, but hesitated.

"Lexi, grab another pack of those for me dear." Carol said, taking the pack from Alexa. She nodded, and mechanically grabbed another one. Thanking her, Carol finished the transaction. Stuffing all the supplies into a bag, she gave the bag to Alexa, who promptly put it on her back. Taking her hand back, Carol guided her to the nearest family bathroom, and locked the door.

"Whew. I'm glad we found a pair of those. Sorry if I was being a bit bossy there, it's been awhile since I've gone into 'Mom Mode' for a situation like yours." Carol said, placing her own bag down and helping Alexa to get hers off. "Here, hop up onto the changing station."

"Oh, it's alright Carol. I can change this one..." Alexa said, not eager to let the woman see her privates again.

"Really Lexi, it's no bother. Here, hop up." Carol said, patting the spot again. Alexa didn't even think she'd fit on the thing, let alone not break it with her weight. With a lift from the hips by Carol, she was up on it. Strangely enough, it was just strong enough to hold up the mortified and blushing Alexa. Neither Alexa nor Carole could remember the last time they had done something like this.

"Shoes off, pants coming down." Carol said, pulling down the respective items. Alexa's diaper was filled to nearly full, the whiteness replaced by a transparent gleam of yellow and brown. The filled diaper was going to be a nightmare to get off, and just as Carol was about to tear the tapes, Alexa heard the ringer on her phone. Carol reached down and grabbed it, fumbling through the sweatpants pockets and handing it to Alexa.

Mouthing 'work' to Carol, Alexa took the call. Missing a call from Mr. Yawena was one way to get on his shitlist, and she never had done so before.

"Ms. Johnson! I have heard your plane has been delayed." The older man said, as Alexa felt Carol breaking the tapes on her diaper. Responding hastily, Alexa kept a conversation with the older man going, hoping to disguise the noise from the change. About her presentation, spots to visit in the city, his old colleagues at the company, etc.

The whole time, Carol was slowly wiggling Alexa out of the diaper. Raising Alexa's ass a bit, she slid it out from under her. A barrage of wiping with wet wipes followed, and Alexa bit her lip to continue a gasp of shock from how cold they felt. Her boss continued, confirming her itinerary as Alexa was cleaned up. Once that was finished, babypowder followed, and Carol made sure to use a profuse amount. Alexa looked red in some areas, and hopefully she had caught it before a rash would come. Turning her hip, Alexa shivered as the baby powder went between her cheeks.

Once that was done, Carol tore open a pack of the diapers. Alexa's eyes bulged a bit at the size of the pink things. They weren't massive, but they certainly were huge compared to the diaper which lay in the wastebin. Working it under Alexa, Carol got it positioned well enough that she felt comfortable taping it up. Just as she was finished taping it up, Alexa's call was rapping up as well.

"Ms. Johnson, I'll let you to it. Just a bit of advice: I used to be a young buck like you. Make sure, even with your age, you act like the adult you deserve to be treated like. I know you're one of the brightest at the company." He said, with Alexa responding quickly.

"Yes Mr. Yawena, I will act like the adult I deserve to be treated like." Alexa said, knowing full well that her boss liked to hear his words repeated back to him verbatim, even as she was taped into the diaper like someone of many less years. The line went dead, and Alexa placed the phone down on the changing station. Carol pulled Alexa's pants back up, and ran a finger around the edge of the diaper.

"Whew, it's been awhile since I've had to do that! How's it feel." Carol asked, helping Alexa onto the ground. Walking around in the new thick pink pillow, Alexa tried her best not to waddle. It was a much bigger struggle then she would've hoped, but the sweatpants gave her some hiding space. Thankfully, the cutesy cartoon designs were known only to Alexa, who would've been horrified if that were revealed.

"Comfy." Alexa said truthfully. "Thicker then my usual ones." Redness filled her cheeks. "Not that I wear these all the time, I um,...only sometimes."

Rolling her eyes at Alexa's comment, Carol opened up the second pack of diapers. "You're fine, I'm sure you're not the only person in the world who needs 'em. Now, let me get your bag sorted."

Sorting it so the diapers would be hidden below the powder and wipes, Carol felt something in one of the pockets. Hmphm. Weird. It was like a rope. Pulling it out, Carol realized what it was, and confirmed her suspicion once she noticed the big metal ring on the bag. The 'rope' was a leash for the bag, which oddly enough was a kids bag. Carol hadn't noticed that before. Huffing a bit in amusement, Carol threw the rope back into the backpack, and zipped it up.

Alexa, comfortable once more, got her new backpack on and stretched a bit. With a new diaper, and a good phone call with her boss, she felt like a new woman. Especially once she remembered that crumbled phone number in her pocket, and the kiss from earlier. Following behind Carol, she stopped off for some coffee and dinner. Their new plane wouldn't be arriving for a few hours anyway, and she needed to stretch her legs.