She knew she agreed to this, but something told her this was just a taste of whatever tortures were to come. She finished cleaning herself and applying rash ointment and baby powder.
“Is my baby girl all clean?” Crystal asked in a sing-songy babyish voice. “Let’s put on some clothes so that we’re not standing out here in our birthday suits, okay?” With that statement, she handed Carley a fresh pull-up and the baby bunny onesie. At first, Carley made a face at the pull-up and garish-looking baby clothes. “What’s wrong?” Crystal asked.
“Do I really have to wear this?” Carley asked.
“I suppose not,” Crystal said. Carley gave a sigh of relief. “I guess I could just put you back in the car in only your pull-up, but if we do that, you’re getting a spanking when we get home.”