Alexa’s mom checks on Alexa in the morning

Helen sighed as Faith headed to her friend’s house to hangout and Cole went out to hangout with his girlfriend who had come with Cole and was staying in a friend’s apartment. Her husband was at work. Amy was in the basement, doing her own thing. That left her basically alone in the house with Alexa. After last night, Helen didn’t know what to do with her. She expected her children to all be full grown adults and responsible by this point, even Faith. And yet here she was having to put a diaper on her 22 year old child. Helen just couldn’t believe it.

She sighed as she walked up then stairs and headed for Alexa’s bedroom. She had let her sleep in since she was wearing a diaper and had gotten up so early in the middle of the night, so she figured she would give her some time and also some privacy for when she checked her diaper.

Helen opened the door and saw her daughter still in bed, with her thumb in her mouth. Helen sat down on the bed next to Alexa and rested a hand on her shoulder. “Alexa, wake up. It’s time for me to check your diaper,” Helen said.

Alexa stirred awake and looked at her mom. Then her eyes widened. She prayed that she was dry because otherwise her mom might kill her. Alexa took a deep breath. “M-mom? You don’t have to check me,” Alexa said. “I can do it myself.”

“Okay,” Helen said. “Then do it, but I’m staying here to make sure.”

Alexa gulped. “Can’t you leave the room? It’s embarrassing having my mother looking at me while I check my diaper.”

Helen rolled her eyes and stood up. She grabbed Alexa’s covers and pulled them off, thinking she would just see her daughter in her soaked diaper, but instead what she saw... was the absolutely soaked bedsheets and her daughter laying not in her diaper but pajamas pants and underwear. “ALEXA!” Helen shouted. “What is this?! Where’s your diaper!!”

“Mom, please, keep your voice down,” Alexa whimpered.

“Oh don’t worry, your siblings aren’t here and neither is your father. Amy’s in the basement so I doubt she’ll hear us, but even if she does, it doesn’t matter. WHERE IS YOUR DIAPER?!” Helen shouted.

“M-mom I... I... I took it off,” Alexa cried. “I...I thought I could... I’m sorry.”

“You took it off?! You took it off and now your sheets are soaked!” Helen yelled. “Young lady, I didn’t just put the diaper on you because I felt like it! Not only did you take your diaper off, but then you tried to lie about it! I have half the mind to put you in a diaper and make you take a picture and send it to everyone so that everyone can know to expect to see you in diapers from now on!”

“Noo!” Alexa cried. “Please, mom. I...I’m sorry.”

“I won’t do that, but you can expect an extreme punishment coming soon,” her mom said. “But first, take your sheets off and put them in the laundry along with your clothes. I want you naked and standing next to the bathtub.”

Alexa whimpered as she stripped her sheets off and her mother stormed off angry. She put them in the laundry room and stripped her clothes off, tossing them in the laundry room. Then she stood there waiting next to the bathtub, fearing what might come next.