Yes.

Once Kylee's shoes and urine soaked clothes were removed, Julie bent down on one knee and held open the large, pink pull-up and gestures for Kylee to step into it.

Feeling **** in her post-orgasm, half-naked state, Kylee nervously asked, "Are you sure that is big enough for me? It looks like it's meant for a toddler."

Julie sighed, "Oh, it is plenty big enough! I have plenty of experience dressing girls like you. Now, step in like you promised, sweetheart, or am I going to have to talk with your husband about how naughty you've been down here?"

Kylee swallowed. Without much hesitation, she grabbed onto Julie's shoulders for balance and delicately placed each of her feet through the corresponding leg holes.

"Good girl," Julie said as she slid the training pants up and over Kylee's shapely, but soft, ass.

Kylee looked down at herself in shock. The pull up fit her perfectly. She could feel the soft, bulky padding slightly pushing her legs apart and surrounding her groin and ass.

"See! I told you it'd fit! Now, time for the pants, unless you want to exercise with your protection on display!" Julie laughed. Julie the held open the waist of the childish, pink yoga tights much like she did the disposable training pants. Kylee stepped into those without hesitation.

Julie then pulled up the pants and helped Kylee put back on her shoes.

Kylee looked down at herself. From the waist up, she still looked like the mature, self-confident woman she walked into this gym as. However, her clothing from the waist down told a different story.

It would be one thing if she was just wearing tights with a childish print. It could be seen as playful. However, given the tight nature of the yoga pants and the bulky size of the pull-up, there was no question that she was wearing a childish undergarment. In fact, the waist band of the pull up kept pushing it's way up over the top of her pants.

Kylee felt ridiculous.

"Now, then, doesn't it feel better to be in dry pants?" Julie asked as she watched Kylee inspect her new clothes with a frown on her face.

"Yeah, it does," Kylee had to agree, "but don't you have something a little less childish? Or at least something that hides the... uh... protection better?"

Julie stood up, and pulled on Kylee's shirt and pants, like a mother making final adjustments their child's clothes. "No, sweetie, this is all we have in your size. You'll just have to manage. Of course, when you come in next time, you can wear something a little baggier if you want."

Kylee groaned to herself, remembering that she had promised that she wouldn't come into the gym without extra padding from now on. **Stupid, horny, past-Kylee. Always making stupid promises.** Kylee thought to herself.

"Well, I guess this will have to work," Kylee said, "I guess I'll head back up now."

"Good plan, but, before you do, what do you say to Ms. Julie for her help?" Julie asked in a tone that only a mother or experiences babysitter could muster.

"Thank you, Ms. Julie," Kylee responded with a little **** caused by her embarrassment.

"Thank you for what?" Julie asked.

Kylee groaned to herself. This **** was being **** out too long. "Thank you for the new clothes?" She responded.

"And?" Julie continued.

"And, uh, for, uh, taking care of me," Kylee said with a blush.

"You're welcome, sweetheart! Now run along!" With a quick smack to the ass, reminding Kylee of her padded backside, Julie effectively dismissed Kylee to rejoin her husband in the CrossFit class.