Sundress

"Let's try this one out." Carol said, opening the tightly sealed Ziploc bag. On it was written 'Joan's Summer Usu'. Whoever this mom was, she applauded her for her organization skills. Carol would've just thrown the folded clothes in the bag. But here, each outfit got a cute little baggy.

Sun dress. Yellow with cute cupcakes and flowers decorating the entire thing. A pair of underwear, tights, and a hair tie came with the bag. No shoes, not that Lexi needed a new pair.

Getting the dress on Lexi was a struggle in and of itself, but with enough awkward dancing, the two figured it out. The sun dress went to about Lexi's knee, if a bit shorter, and looked alright with her sneakers. Alexa was not a fan of skirts nor dresses, especially since the bulge of the diaper was most certainly evident in the dress, and one bad breeze or leg placement, and her diaper was visible to everyone. Not feeling enough to complain, Alexa allowed Carol to get the long white tights up her legs, with them ending close to the diaper; Alexa's messy hair found itself in a cute ponytail, with the yellow flowery headband keeping her hair down. Carol pulled Alexa up, and put away the ziploc bag. Inside were panties, which obviously weren't needed by Alexa. Before departing, Carol gave the girl one good look over. Puffy eyes, a puffy midsection. Cute dress, headband, tights. All in all, she certainly looked adorable, much like how carol might've hoped a daughter of hers would've looked.

Carol left Alexa to herself in the stall, and a worker stood outside the stall.

"Everything alright Miss? We made sure no other guests tried to get to you or your daughter." The older man said, smiling at her.

"Thank you. She and I are fine, we appreciate your concern. Just some female business." Carol said, ready to sit down and have a drink. Going from empty nest syndrome to being responsible for someone still in diapers was its own level of work.

Meanwhile, Alexa was in the bathroom trying not to imagine herself looking like a total tween dweeb. The white tights, combined with the flowery headband and dress (which certainly did her miniscule chest no favors), made her look like a total loser. Alexa dreaded having to walking around in this outfit, especially with the swishing of the skirt. Alexa reminded herself of one fact: you are 24. You are dressed young, you look young, but you are an adult. Act like it! After she spent a few minutes hyping herself up, she left the stall. The attendant gave her an oddly fake smile.