Change her, of course

“I think she has earned herself a change,” Amy grinned.

Alexa was too defeated to bother trying to argue as Amy pulled out a changing pad, laid it down, then laid Alexa down on her back right there in the middle of the park in front of her friends. She undid the diapers and ripped the tapes off, pulling them down. She quickly threw the first diaper into the trash and then began wiping Alexa’s bottom. When Alexa’s diaper rash came into view, her friends laughed. “Oh my that must be humiliating,” Hannah said. “22 with the biggest diaper rash.”

Amy snickered as she tossed the dirty wipes into the trash. Once Alexa was finally cleaned up, Amy immediately threw away the second diaper and placed a new diaper underneath. This time however, she did not sprinkle ANY baby powder or put anything to protect Alexa’s rash. Instead she sealed it up and stood Alexa to her feet.

Alexa was then forced back onto the stroller and made to say goodbye to her friends as Amy continued to push her forward. Alexa didn’t say a word as all she could do was cry. Finally, Amy pushed her back to the house and let her go. Immediately Alexa ran up the stairs, and into her room. Slamming the door shut. Amy being satisfied, smirked and went to the basement. Faith and her friends exchanged sympathetic looks.