"Ok good luck," Christine hesitantly replied, "I suppose you are the expert."
The woman lifted Marcia to the ground and handed over her bag. Marcia grabbed a hold of the bag and immediately buckled under the weight, falling right on her padded behind.
"Oh I'm sorry! Are you all right?"
Marcia blushed, "Yeth, no harm done"
After a moment of digging, Marcia pulled out a small bag of powder and sprinkled it on the bag. A moment later it shrunk down to a more manageable size and weight. Throwing the bag over her shoulder, Marcia walked over to the door to the hall and, after straining to reach the handle, stepped out of the room
Hurrying down the hall, well as fast as her shrimpy legs and diaper compensating waddle allowed, Marcia aimed to...