Adult....ish

After nearly two hours of trying on, taking off, and repeating the process, Alexa was sick of clothes in general. It had started off more then well, as the man gave her mostly normal blouses and slacks. Following that came pencil skirts and pleated skirts, which stretched the boundary of business wear. Near the end, business wasn't even a thought for either Carol or the man. Alexa was trying on prissy and frilly dresses, things one might wear to church for Easter. Following that was a barrage of trendy kids outfits, with Alexa even trying on a few 'luxury' onesies and one-pieces. The entire time, the man made no comment at all about her diapers, much to the thanks of both women.

By the end, Alexa was at her breaking point. The first 5 outfits were enough, more than enough in fact. Sitting down after the 4th sundress, both Carol and the boutique owner frowned. He was enjoying trying fashion ideas on an unusual body type, and Carol was enjoying playing dressup after years of never getting it with her boys. But, both knew she was done, and didn't press her further.

"Would you like to wear any of those out?" The boutique owner asked, as Alexa gave herself one last glance in the business outfit. Professional, sleek, and more refined then her usual style. Whatever this would do to her bank account she shuddered from, but it was a beautiful outfit, perfect for a formal presentation.

"Sure, let me have the flats, stockings, and the skirt with the fleece and camisole." Alexa said, having liked that outfit. She wasn't a fan of skirts, but she did found the outfit super comfy, and since sweatpants weren't on the menu, she made do. The requested items were passed over to Alexa, who took off the business clothes, heels first. Carol came around the screen, helping Alexa with the stockings. They were adorable little black cat stockings, with cat faces at the mid-thigh ending. The flats came next, and the sunflower covered skirt, finally, the camisole with a cute pink fleece. The camisole gave Alexa the impression of a bar, which she realized she hadn't worn in a few days, and the fleece was just plain comfy. It looked adorable with the skirt, and Alexa twirled in front of the mirror.

The only worry, of course, was the potential of her diaper being seen from the skirt. Thankfully, this one was long enough that the concern was unwarranted. If it sagged a bit low, maybe that'd be in realm of possibility. Giving a twirl to the smiling Carol, Alexa left from behind the screen, ready to pay. She and Carol sorted through all the outfits she had tried on, with Carol coaxing her to take all of the outfits; Alexa relented, and met her in the middle with a majority of the outfits being added to the 'take home' pile.

"I have my own clothes. I don't need that many clothes." Alexa said, hoping to cool Carol down a bit.

"Right, I just figured you'd like to try on something different then your normal wear." Carol said, sorting out a pile. A thought popped in Alexa's mind briefly.

"Uhm, I didn't realize till now, but I need to get some undies." Alexa whispered behind the screen, hoping to at least have a few pairs of panties. She never really could wear them, but she did like to try them on every so often, it reminded her what she should work towards.

"Don't worry, we'll buy you more underwear later in the day. Are you dry?" Carol said, prompting a reassured nod from Alexa. "Great, now, I wanted to try on some outfits too. Could you be a dear and run to the coffee shop across the street? Get yourself whatever you want. Large black coffee, clever style for me. If Beatrix is there, tell her I said hello." Carol put a few bills into Alexa's hand.

"Got it, I'll be right back!" Alexa said. "Thanks for helping me with outfits today." Alexa gave Carol a hug, then bounded out of the boutique. Carol watched her skirt swish back and forth as she ran with all the energy a kid might, and the lack of foresight to stop her skirt from flashing her diaper once or twice.