Workout

"Alright. I need to change, and I don't have any workout clothes." Alexa said, hoping it might dissuade Carol.

"You already need a change?" Carol asked, her voice surprised.

"I meant clothing change!" Alexa protested. "But yes, I also need that sort of change."

"Well duh, I'm not going to go workout in a dress Lex. Here, let me pull over, we can get you changed now." Carol said, pulling into a nearby parking lot, which was packed with people. Alexa felt her heart flutter, and she worried. Not in a parking lot this crowded, right?

"It's fine Carol, it's just some pee, I can wait till we get back...." Alexa mumbled as Carol let her out of the booster seat, squirming. Carol waved off her protests, and Alexa jumped up onto the changing pad, covering her face with her hands. This was a new level of humiliations. The parking lot was full of people, not in a hidden area, and cars were driving by every second. Mercifully, the change was quick enough that nothing occurred besides Alexa's embarrassment.

"God, it's not like we're having sex or something. It's just a change." Carol said, seeming very annoyed at Alexa's overdramatic behavior. What was the big deal about changing a kids diaper, even if that kid was a woman in her 20s who was a full adult?

"I know, it's just, well, nevermind. I'm sorry Carol, I'm just not used to anyone knowing, forgive me." Alexa said, immediately sensing Carol's annoyance.

Carol got her buckled back in, and realized her tone may have been harsh towards the girl. "Alexa, listen okay?" Carol said, Alexa's eyes drifting upwards. "No one will say anything. Trust me on that. But you have to stop being so dramatic on it. When I need to change you, just let me without a hassle, okay? We don't have all the time in the world."

"I understand. Sor..." Alexa's apology was cut off by a hug from Carol, and both women forgave the other, enjoying the ride back. They changed quickly, with Alexa throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a large sweatshirt.

"Give me a second to get changed." Carol said after changing Alexa's clothes. She lead the girl to the basement, putting her in front of the TV with some juice to occupy her. A naughty gym outfit photoshoot for Paul meant she needed a fair amount of time.

Alexa hadn't noticed that nearly half a hour had passed by the time Carol came back, occupied by the show on TV and her phone. The sweatshirt and pants had a large purple stain, and Carol tutted at Alexa, who realized she had spilled something on her pants.

"Oh, uhm, it was really good juice and I uhm, wasn't really paying..." Alexa said, looking down at the stains.

"Don't make me give you a bib missy!" Carol said, wagging her finger jokingly. Clad in her tight yoga pants and sports bra, she pulled Alexa upstairs, changing her once more. New, tighter pink sweats, with a matching pink sweatshirt; all bedazzled, and a slight bulge at her waist.

"It's sorta, showing off my diaper, don't you think?" Alexa questioned, staring in the mirror.

Carol shook her head, letting her ponytail hit her shoulders. "Not really. Besides, you look cute in it. Come on, we should head out, I want a workout."

The ride to the gym was uneventful, besides some small talk. Once they reached the counter, the bored looking worker stopped the group, not believing Alexa was old enough to work out until she whipped out the ID; they had no hassle afterwards. Inside the locker room, Carol put their stuff in one of the cubbies, and brought her in front of one of the large posing mirrors.

"Let's take a pic, I haven't had a gym buddy in awhile!" Carol said, standing side by side with Alexa; one in unflattering sweats and a sweatshirt, the other in figure hugging yoga pants and a sports bra. Not feeling like protesting, Alexa smiled for the photo, only weakly mumbling a bit as Carol pulled out a pair of cutesy headphones with cat ears on top. Pink and blue, they fit Alexa's current outfit well, but she was confused how Carol had gotten them.

"Oh, I figured you need headphones. So I grabbed them from that girls bag to borrow. Try them, they seem to be high quality." Carol said, walking Alexa out to the gym floor as she fiddled with them.

By the end of the workout, Alexa was covered in sweat. Run. Stationary Bike. Run again. Stair stepper. Sprints on the treadmill. Leg workouts. Stretching. Another quick jolt on the bike. Carol was sweaty as well, but not nearly as much as the panting Alexa. Thinking they were done, Alexa followed behind Carol like a little duckling, surprised when they went past the lockerroom and to another section. Watching Carol squat, Alexa light held her stomach, which felt funny from all the workouts they had done.

"Your turn Lex. We'll start off with some practice." Carol said, helping her with the form. After a few minutes, Alexa's form had improved, but her stomach had not. Her partner urged a last go at it, and she wondered.