Seeing Amanda standing in front of you in her dirty diaper, you are at first tempted to erase her continence like you did with Madison. However, you decide to do something else with her instead. After all, there really wouldn't be much of a point choosing different people to mess with if you just did the same thing to them every time. But you do decide to at least stick with the infantilism theme for now, since you've already gone this far with it.
"Well, um, that was... interesting," Amanda said, looking down at the diaper again, "But I think I should change out of this now and get cleaned up."
"Yeah, probably," you agree, your mind already thinking up the perfect idea for Amanda. It'll be wordy, but so worth it. You catch Amanda start to head for the bathroom again, just in time to place another command.
~Clean up out here in front of me.~
Without missing a beat, Amanda makes her way to the garbage can and undoes the tape holding her diaper on, unceremoniously showing you her butt as she drops it in the trash. She then walks over to the sink and grabs some paper towels. As she starts wiping up the pee still on her crotch and legs, you begin giving her your next command.
~You will no longer remember how to put on any kind of clothing by yourself, nor will you be able to relearn how to do so. You will have to have someone else dress you from now on. The only exception to this rule is diapers, which you will be able to put on by yourself. You will also be unable to resist if someone tries to take clothes off of you.~
By the time you are done placing the command, Amanda has just finished wiping herself up and washing her hands. She walks over to her discarded slacks and picks them up... Then frowns, turning them around in her hand with a look of confusion on her face. She end up sticking her arm down a pant leg, then mutters to herself about that not feeling right as she pulls it back out.
"Something the matter?" You ask, giving her your best poker face.
"Um, give me a second," she says, "Just a small... What the heck do I do with this?"
"It might be easier for you to put these on first," you suggest, picking her panties up off the ground and holding them out for her.
Amanda blushes and grabs the panties from you, "Oh man, how could I forget those? Thanks!" She chuckles, "Having that accident must of thrown me off a bit."
"I'll say," you reply, as you watch her place her panties in front of her pussy and letting go, apparently expecting them to just stick to her, "You need some help there?"
"Just... Give me a second," she says, the frustration clear in her voice as she picks her panties back up. After a few second's thought, she puts them on her head. You could be here all day if she keeps this up, so you decide to help her along a bit.
~You trust me to help you with embarrassing problems like this.~
Amanda winces and pulls the panties off her head, "Actually... Yeah. This may sound crazy, but I can't remember how to put this stuff back on. Can you, um..."
"Help you get dressed?" you ask, chuckling a little as you watch her face grow red with embarrassment.