Changing Course

Carol felt her phone buzz, and then buzz again, and ring once more. Awaking from her slumber, she let go of Alexa, whom she had been cuddling much like a teddy bear. It wasn't her alarms, that was for sure - a check of the clock rectified that idea. Very early morning. In another timezone though....

"Carebear!" It was her husband. Paul's voice soothed Carol's cranky vibe, and she left the room, keeping Alexa's thumb in her mouth. Beginning to talk with her husband, she nearly screamed when he dropped the good news on her: he'd gotten two weeks off at his tropical location, and he'd bought her plane tickets, so she might travel that very day! Carol, trying not to ruin the plans, told him she had to travel back with Alexa, but he laughed.

"Carol. I'm sure you'll do fine without your babysitter for a few days. Give the girl a break. I know as well as anyone that taking care of you is a full time job." He said with a husky laugh.

Carol giggled at the reply. "I'd shove you if I were there, I hope you know."

"Mhm." Paul said. Carol slipped back into bed, trying not to jump up and down the otherwise empty apartment at the great news. His voice changed tones. Gone was the happy, excited Paul; replaced with a deep voiced, clearly turned on man. "What are you wearing?"

Carol looked down at her lingerie set. She'd put it on for....who knows what reason. To feel sexy. A cute set covered by an adorable red nightie. She shared that fact with him, and he clearly enjoyed it, as she flirted with him more and more. Forgetting Alexa existed, Carol felt her hand snake down her nightie, and begin to....

Alexa heard voices directly next to her. It was Carol. Moaning? Turning to her side, Alexa cracked open one eye, witnessing Carol doing something. Carol didn't seem to have a care in the world, and Alexa wasn't going to interrupt her, meaning she got to play host to directly seeing Carol have phone sex. In her wet, messy, and hot diaper, Alexa felt the furthest thing from sexual.

Neither woman mentioned the scene from the day before. Carol seemed excited, and when she broke the news to Alexa, she forget it even happened.

"Bu-but...how will I get back home?" Alexa said.

"No worries! I messaged Diane! She's going to do some housesitting for me while I'm gone." Carol replied, busily typing on her phone, changing flights, everything.

"Uhm, I can housesit." Alexa said. This sounded like babysitting. "I don't need some babysitter."

Carol laughed, and tickled Alexa's sides, covered in a sunflower dress with a big sun on it, and her usual white tights and Mary Janes. "Not a babysitter. Just your driver to work and the like. I can tell her to not come if you want...."

Alexa protested, and in the end, she allowed it.

Ultimately, the solo flight without Carol wasn't that hard, besides for the side comments a few of the stewardesses had made. They treated her well once she showed her passport and ID, and soon enough, Alexa was drunker then a skunk, letting her leash trail behind her as she stumbled and giggled her way through the airport. Diane, alone, spotted the girl, shaking her head.

"Alexa!" She said, approaching. Alexa, not hearing her, continued stumbling around, until Diane forcefully grabbed her leash and stopped her. Jumping in place, Alexa stopped, turned, and realized it was Diane.

"Diane! I'm uhm,.....twas an empty flight. A bit tipsy. Sowwy. " Alexa said with a bit of shame.

"It's fine, it's fine." Diane replied with a laugh, escorting Alexa from the airport to her car. Unusually, it was empty, but Alexa was still helped into her spot in the far back, where her car seat was. As she got in, her dress flicked in the wind, and Diane realized she had a very wet Alexa on her hands.

"Alexa. Did you wet your diaper?" Diane asked as she shove, the two talking work, families, shows, etc.

"Uhm. A bit." Alexa bit her lip as her face grew red. Diane pulled into a parking lot, and very swiftly, Alexa was in the trunk, being changed, the only thing blocking her from the world being Diane's form.

"I heard you have a rash problem, and I'm not one to play around, so..." Diane said, lathering Alexa in cream and baby powder, and before she knew it, she was changed by Diane. It was a forceful, quicker change then the one's Carol did, and Alexa wondered what that change meant as they drove back to Carol's....