The connected door opens... it’s her mom

Just as Alexa lowered her bottom onto the diaper, the connected door swung wide open. Alexa’s eyes laid on her mother as she stood there staring at her daughter mid diaper change.

“M-mom,” Alexa cried, blushing red, her hands shooting to cover her crotch.

“Oh, Lexi,” Helen said as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. “I thought I saw diapers in your suitcase.”

“M-mom,” Alexa whimpered.

“How long have you been wearing them, Lexi,” Helen asked.

“S-since I was 18,” Alexa whispered.

“Did you have an accident?” Helen asked.

Alexa nodded. “It started as just one night. And then it became more and more frequent.”

“So this is why you wanted to have a separate room,” Helen said.

“Y-yes,” Alexa said. “Please don’t say anything.”

Helen nodded. “Okay, but let me help you with it. You’re going to leak if you put it on like that.”

Alexa blushed embarrassed at the idea of her mom changing her diapers.