Victoria Johnson, Alexa's Mother

When Victoria Johnson opened her front door, the absolute last thing that she expected to see was her eldest daughter sitting on the kitchen floor topless and dressed in only a wet diaper. Standing around her was a girl that looked familiar, and her younger daughter and her friends. "Alexa?" She asked in shock, "What is going on here?"

"M-mom?!" Alexa squeaked as she turned to face the door, her face turning into a stop light. "Mom, I can - "

"Oh, hello, Mrs. Johnson." Isabel greeted with a smile, interrupting Alexa. "I bet you're wondering why Lexi is sitting here in a diaper, right?"

"The thought has crossed my mind, yes." Victoria commented, raising an eyebrow quizzically as she folded her arms.

"Well," Isabel explained, "Alexa came to my store today, actually shopping for diapers and supplies. She ended up having an accident, so I guess she needs them. And what's weird is that she asked me to be her babysitter. She even wanted me to give her a bath in the sink, if you can believe that!"

Alexa balked at the lies. She didn't want Isabel to babysit her! She didn't want a bath in the sink! Isabel was actually making all this sound like it was her idea! At the same time though, she couldn't look her mother in the eyes, too humiliated to even look up at her.

"And why is she sitting here in a wet diaper?" Victoria asked, causing Alexa to blush harder.

"Well, when we arrived home, Isabel had just finished giving Alexa her sink bath." Faith explained, surprising Alexa a bit. "And Alexa had another accident just as Izzy finished diapering her. And she was just about to change her again before you came in."

"Is this true, Alexa?" Victoria asked as she looked down at her eldest daughter. When Alexa didn't respond or even look at her, Victoria sighed as she shook her head. "Thank you for your troubles, Isabel, but I'll take it from here. If you can just hand me a clean diaper and the changing supplies, please."

"Sure thing, Mrs. Johnson!" Isabel said with a smile as she reached into the diaper bag and pulled out what was needed.

"Please, Isabel. Call me Victoria."

Alexa could only let out a whimper as her mother knelt down in front of her, gently pushing on her until she laid flat on her back. As Victoria took the changing supplies from Isabel, Alexa turned even redder than before, quickly realizing that she was about to have her diaper changed in front of her sister, her sister's friends, and her tormentor!