Teresa Johnson (a strict aunt)

Alexa gulped as she stood in front of her father’s sister’s house. She had been **** to stay with her aunt as there was a fire in the apartment she stayed at and her parents were remodeling the house. Alexa had no one else to turn to except her aunt on her father’s side as she was closest to where she lived. The only problem was that her aunt was known for being very strict and hard-line.

Alexa was most nervous for the fact that she had problems at night with wetting the bed, and she didn’t know what her aunt would do if she found out that information. So, she packed her bags and buried her diapers inside, hoping that they wouldn’t be found.

She knocked on the door and waited as she looked around. It was a pretty big house and looked out to a busy road as cars were constantly driving by. The door swung open revealing a tall woman with long black hair and menacing eyes. “Ah, Alexa. Your father told me you were coming,” Teresa said. “Come on in, take off your shoes.”

Alexa obeyed. As she stepped out of her shoes, she shrank a few inches as she had lifts to make her seem taller. “Where will I be staying?” Alexa asked.

“You will stay in the bedroom upstairs next to the master. I want to be able to supervise you at all times,” Teresa said.

Alexa nodded. “Okay, I’ll put my bags away.”

“Stop,” Teresa said. “First, I want to inspect your bags.”

“M-my bags?” Alexa said, gulping.

“I want to make sure you have everything you need. Please, unzip them and pull everything out. Place them on the big table in the dining room. Place your empty suitcase on the chair,” Teresa said.

Alexa gulped. She knew better than to argue as Teresa watched Alexa walk over to the table and begin to pull things out one by one. Just before she reached her diapers, Alexa heard a knock at the door. “I’ll go get that. You finish. Make sure to put everything on the table,” Teresa said. “I’ll be back in a moment.”

Alexa nodded as she watched Teresa turn and leave. She eyed the diapers. She saw the couch as the dining room connected to the living room. It was her only chance to hide her diapers, and there was no way she wanted to be caught with diapers in her suitcase.