Final Flight

Alexa was awake. She was asleep. Alexa saw the ocean. Then she saw darkness. Truthfully, Alexa didn't quite know what was going on, except that'd she was on a plane. Moving in and out of sleep, she felt a shake on her shoulder. Then another. Carol whispered something into her ear. A flight attendant asked what she wanted to drink. Chocolate milk. Half asleep, Alexa drank it, and then went back to oblivion.

"Hey Alexa, how's your diaper doing?" Carol asked Alexa, having to repeat the hushed question a few more times until she answered.

"Good." Alexa responded.

"Are you sure?" Carol questioned.

"Actually, I have to go." Alexa replied, causing a smile from Carol. The two got up, and headed to the bathroom, the cramped space barely fitting both women. Alexa turned around for Carol to undo her shortalls, mostly just squeezing her bladder shut. Carol got her clothes off in no time, breaking the diapers tabs and letting Alexa do her business, while she headed back to her seat, quickly pulling out a diaper from her bag.

Heading back to the airplanes bathroom, Carol was stopped by a flight attendant; the woman spoke very strictly.

"Apologies Miss, only one passenger in the plane at a time." Carol flashed the diaper to the woman, who had a brief bit of surprise, then nodded, and allowed Carol through. Alexa sat on the toilet, looking a bit scared, until Carol walked in. The change was awkward and slow, but Carol got the job done, and the two headed back to their seats.

Thankfully, their plane landed in record time, and the two rushed over to their second, and last flight. They went at Carol's speed, as Alexa was texting Devon, and was leashed. Eventually, they reached their departure gate, and awaited their second plane. It'd be close to a hour before it arrived, giving them room to breath now that they were so close.

"Let's use the bathroom once before the flight." Alexa gave a thumbs up, and the two headed to a larger stall. Carol followed Alexa into the stall, and Alexa giggled.

"No privacy, huh?" Alexa said.

"Well, if you'd like to use another bathroom without my help, I'd be more then happy." Carol said, laughing a bit as she tickled Alexa.

Both did their business, and Alexa sighed. She was back on track with using the bathroom, finally. Once she was dressed and back in the airport terminal, Alexa sat on the chair, enough sleep in her to make her able to converse and be lucid. As she was talking with Carol, a couple with fussy children walked by, and disaster occurred. Whoever tripped who, whoever spilled what, by the end of it, both Carol and Alexa were covered in a mixture of spilled smoothies and coffee.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." The man said, turning to his fighting children. "All of you, go with your mother. Please forgive them."

"It's alright. We have changes of clothes. You might want to watch your children a bit more." Carol said with a huff. Rushing to the bathroom, Carol brought Alexa in the stall with her, immediately stripping her down to her diaper and camisole. Even a bit of the coffee had seeped into that, meaning she was reduced to just the diaper.

"Thanks for bringing a change of clothes." Alexa said with a smile.

"No problem, accidents happen. I'm glad I brought some for myself as well." Carol replied. "Arms up!" In no time, Alexa had a new outfit, a pink shirt with a Disney Princess on it, combined with a very short suspender skirt, heart covered tights, and another pair of shoes. The shirt was tight and coarse, the skirt too short, and the tights itchy, tried not to complain. The tights combined with the diaper and its cover made it pretty obvious what she was wearing.

Carol stripped too, sighing when she realized coffee had gotten onto her bra. Taking that off, she quickly changed outfits, swapping the jeans and blouse for a pair of hugging shorts and a tube top. Alexa tried her best not to look at her bare breasts, but failed.

The two headed back out, and Alexa fussed with the diaper, her hand being taken by Carol. "No diaper nonsense." Alexa nodded, and they eventually boarded their flight. Things went peacefully.