Tries to make it to the adult bathroom

Alexa was too bashful to try and use the potty training station as she pushed her cart towards the adult bathroom. Stacey followed behind her as they walked quickly. Alexa squirmed as she felt more pressure on her bladder but clamped her legs together. She was just in front of the bathroom doors barely hanging on.

“Oh no,” Alexa said as she paused for a moment feeling like the fight was going to be lost as she felt a squirt release into her panties.

Alexa blushed as she put her hand on the door and pushed it open, desperately shuffling and just as she reached in front of the stall, she felt another squirt in her underwear and that was all it took as the squirt turned into a steady flow as her pants darkened and a puddle formed underneath.

Alexa couldn’t look Stacey in the eyes as she soaked herself right there in front of her, inches from the toilet.

Stacey sighed. “I told you to use the potty training station, young lady. I can’t believe this. If you had just used them you wouldn’t have ruined your pants or the tile.”

Alexa whimpered as she felt Stacey grab her wrist and pull her towards the bathroom door. “Hey. Wait. What are you-”

“We need to get you out of those wet pants. I can get you into diapers but I need to get them first,” Stacey said.

“W-wait. No…”

“Don’t fight me. I can’t have you wetting yourself again. And it’s your fault you’re in this mess to begin with. Come on we can change you over by the station. I can’t have you ruining more of the floors,” Stacey said as she pushed Alexa’s cart to the changing table that was there.

Stacey placed lifted Alexa onto the changing table and yanked her pants down. “No, wait!” Alexa cried.

Stacey said. “I’m not waiting for you to wet your pants! Now cooperate and we can get this done before we get an audience.”

Alexa whimpered as she laid there while Stacey pulled her pink underwear down and off of her ankles. Stacey opened one of the packages of diapers and pulled one out. Alexa squirmed as Stacey used the wipes to clean her.

“Nooo…” Alexa cried as she felt the cold wipes against her bare crotch.

“You should have just used the potty training station, then this could have been avoided,” Stacey said as she slid a diaper decorated with Pinkie Pie under her bottom as she felt baby powder being sprinkled on her, her legs lifted back.

“I have to say,” Stacey said. “These diapers seem perfect for you. I wonder if this cousin of yours even exists. You all always think you’re so sneaky, but in reality it’s so obvious that you’re the one who really needs this stuff. And it’s my job to find out.”

“Nooo…” Alexa whimpered.

“You clearly are the one who needs these. Not your cousin. So, let’s try this again. Who are you? How old are you? And tell me your situation, your actual situation. Not some made up lie to hide your embarrassment,” Stacey said.

“M-my name is Alexa,” Alexa cried. “I’m 22… and I… I have… b-bladder problems.”

“Ah so this isn’t your first accident,” Stacey said.

Alexa shook her head. “No.”

“Aw, well that’s okay. There’s no need to be embarrassed. You’re not the only one who has potty problems. Once you accept that, it’s a lot easier to actually help out where you need it. So, let me help you, Alexa. For real this time,” Stacey said as she pulled the diaper in front of Alexa’s crotch and secured the tapes. “I’ll even buy anything you want. So you don’t have to worry about prices.”

Alexa nodded, too embarrassed to fight back as Stacey put her wet pants and underwear in a plastic bag, tying it. “Okay…”

“Good. Now let’s go look at those outfits then,” Stacey said. “Obviously you can’t wear these so the sooner we find something, the sooner you can hide those diapers.”

Alexa whimpered as she waddled behind Stacey in her MLP diaper which was surprisingly thick and padded which really **** her legs apart forcing her to waddle.