Injured, but not deathly so

Truthfully, Alexa had been knocked out the very second her head hit the rocky incline. She felt a dull thud, then warmth around her waist, and a gross feeling around her whole body. After that, darkness.

She came to inside a dusty wooden cabin, ice cold water being poured over her face, and someone wrapping a damp rag on her forehead. Her head hurt worse then her worst hangover, and opening her eyes was a struggle, with dark orbs being replaced by blobs of colors, then finally, a few blurry people.

"Alexa. Can you hear us?" Carol's voice said, staring at the exposed (besides for a messy diaper) body of the girl in front of her. It was covered in a mass of scratches and bruises which had formed in the last hour or so.

"Yes." Her voice croaked, as her vision came back to normal. Things were blurry, and Alexa reached around for her glasses, unable to find them. She sat up on the cot. "Where am I?"

"Park ranger's cabin. We rushed you here as soon as you hit the ground with Davey." Diana said. "What you did was very brave, protecting him from the ground."

"Brave? Davey?" Alexa said, head pounding in pain and confusion.

"You took the blunt of the fall. He only had minor scratches, thanks to you wrapping your arms around him." Diana said, realizing the girl was confused. Her voice betrayed a sense of deep gratitude, replacing the earlier talking down to vibe she had given to Alexa.

Alexa started to recover from the headache, aided by the silence of the room. As she stretched her fingers and wiggled her toes, she realized with horror that not only was she naked, she was naked besides for a dirty diaper. Thankfully, it was only the two of them in the room. But the cold mush in the seat of her pants made her gag a bit, and both moms realized the disgusted look on her face.

"Sorry, we were going to change you but then you started coming back to the real world." Carol said, as Diana slipped out for a second, returning with a diaper bag and the park ranger. Too tired to protest, Alexa let the attractive uniformed man stare at her, but began to cover up her exposed breasts when he walked towards her.

"Miss, I nearly was about to call the EMT's. Do you need medical assistance?" He asked, leaning over to put her hand against her forehead.

"I'm fine. Th-thank you." Alexa's hoarse voice said, and the man nodded. Seeing the diaper in Diana's hand, he seemed a bit offput, but said nothing. Diana stopped him, requesting a changing pad from him, just as one might order a coffee from a barista. He rubbed the back of his head, and returned with a tarp, not knowing anything else that they could use.

Carol and Diana helped Alexa move from the cot. It was easier to move after a few steps, and she slowly eased herself onto the tarp, squeezing her nose at the squish from the diaper.

"It's not a changing mat, but it certainly is better than getting a splinter up your butt." Diana said, prompting a nod.

Her change was slow, and interrupted by the park ranger coming back with some rubbing **** and bandages for her very large gashes. While her bottom was changed by Diana, Carol played support, dabbing the hundreds of tiny scratches with rubbing **** and putting bandages around the larger ones. Her eyes watered, and she bit her lip, not wanting to cry out in pain.

"Alexa, this one is going to hurt. It's the largest one." Carol said, pointing at one which ran from her mid-thigh to calf. Yelping when the rubbing **** was poured over it, she felt pee escape her body, flooding the diaper which lay below her. Diana looked unamused, but sympathetic.

"I guess we'll need another change, then." She said sardonically. "Sorry, I'm too sarcastic for my own good sometimes."

After close to 15 minutes of repeating the same thing, Alexa sat on top of her wet diaper, bandaged up and feeling a hell of a lot better. Diana slid the untapped diaper from under her waist, and placed it off to the side, returning with a diaper, and several booster pads. No protests came from the teary eyed Alexa, even after she stood up, her gait drastically changed with the insertions.

Looking around, Alexa realized her sundress was no where to be found, her heart fluttering at the thought that it might have been so damaged she would have to go naked.

"I can tell you want some clothes." Carol said, noticing Alexa's scanning of the room. "Diana, you said you had some?"

"Done! I brought a pack of Joan's clothes from her backpack." Diana said, pulling out a plastic bag stuffed with the wording 'Joan's Cute Skirt' tightly with neatly folded clothes. There was a flurry of activity as Carol worked with Diana to get Alexa dressed and ready to leave the cabin. Diaper cover first. A Hello-Kitty shirt, with white tights and a pink tartan skirt with straps that ran over her shoulders. Pink flats with cute bows on the end tightly encased her feet, and while she got steady with her walk, she realized the swish of the skirt combined with her awkward gait to make the diaper quite obvious.

"Sorry, this isn't the most hike friendly outfit." Diana said when she noticed Alexa's uncomfortable gait.

The walk back to the car was neither enjoyable nor short. They retread their previous trail, and the only thing which stopped them was Alexa needing frequent water breaks. Eventually, the haggard Alexa made it back to the car safely, passing out into the booster seat, her last sight the tight hug of Carol's shirt around her bosom.