Your Date With Raven Story (Pixiv Fanbox)

"I have an eight o'clock dinner reservation. Do you know if my date has arrived? Her name is Rachel Roth, otherwise known as Raven." I say the last part in a boastful manner to the maître d' as the man in the suit glances at me for a second. He looks unsure of how to reply.

"Yes, she's a bit of a handful, but we've worked hard to make accommodations for her."

I simply shrug, not exactly sure of what to make of his remark as he tells me to follow him. The host led me past various tables dotted around the center of the restaurant where I noted many couples were sitting and took me past that area until we arrived to the back of the restaurant. To my delight, it seemed he was taking me to a section of the restaurant that seemed a bit more secluded since the lighting was a bot more dim and it was where all the one-sided, semi-circular booths were.

However, as we stop in front of one of the booths, I notice a large white high chair sitting at the table. If that wasn't bizarre enough, the person sitting in the high chair was dressed in a full body pair of white bunny pajamas that had a hood. From my angle, I could see that the ears were sticking up from the hood, obviously heavily starched to do so. The hood itself started at the base of the wearer's neck and ended in large, paw themed feet and mittens.

"Here's Miss Roth. I'll send a waiter over momentarily to take your orders."

I find myself at a loss for words as I sidestep and stare at the woman in the adult sized baby chair. There's no doubt that it's Raven; The gem on her forehead squashes any doubt of this fact. Her eyes shine with the radiance of lavender, but there's obviously something not quite right about her demeanor. Her cute little chin is covered in spittle which has seemingly managed to find its way onto the bib she was wearing and, from the crinkles I heard coming from her bulbous bottom, it looked like she was wearing a diaper underneath her infantile, fuzzy one piece. I quickly stole a glance below her tray and what I saw only confirmed my suspicions; the diaper she wore was straining against her footie pajamas, leaving nothing to the imagination.

I had to admit that I was surprised, and I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't slightly aroused by this turn of events. It was quite a contrast from her usual attire. She normally wore a hooded dark blue cloak and a long-sleeve leotard in a matching shade of dark blue from what I've seen on the news when she was fighting crime with her team. However, the only thing that was remotely similar to her outfit was the blue pacifier that was dangling from her neck. And by similar, I mean that it is the same color as her cloak.

The more I stared at her, the more I couldn't help but wonder if this girl was trying to play a prank on me. After all, this was supposed to be a serious date and this restaurant wasn't exactly cheap.

"What are you waiting for?" Raven lisped from behind her binky in that monotone voice of hers as she looked at me. "I won't bite. Take a seat."

'Is she fucking with me?' I couldn't shake the thought from my head as I sat down across from the diapered super hero.

As I looked her over, I realized that she was occasionally spinning her pacifier around in her mouth, randomly stopping to take drags off it like one would a cigarette. She glanced over at me and let her binky fall free from her mouth, exposing her formula coated teeth as she gave me a devilish smile, the same devilish smile that I fell in love with all those weeks ago. The smile she always used when she wanted to drive me crazy. For the life of me I couldn't stop looking at her.

'I guess she wasn't messing with me when she said she wouldn't bite because there's no way she can bite anything with that mouth.' The combination of that realization and the sight of her grinning at me sent shivers down my spine. My cock was absolutely throbbing as it bobbed and rubbed against my slacks. Even if this was some kind of gag, it wasn't humorous. No, she was making me quite amorous. In all seriousness, if she didn't change back to her normal outfit, I wouldn't be able to make it through dinner without ruining my pants.

I couldn't help but wonder if Raven had read my thoughts and conjured up this wardrobe in an attempt to drive me wild.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the waiter clearing his throat as he stood by our table.

"Welcome to Nagyon Jó. Can I start you two off with something to drink?"

He looked towards my date, who was putting her pacifier back into her mouth, and made a joke. "Perhaps a sippy cup for your...date?"

Before I could even respond, Raven spoke up. "I have a bottle of formula in my diaper bag."

"I see. And you, sir?"

Now that I was on the spot, I didn't even know what to ask for. Did I want to get a glass of wine or stay sober? Part of me was absolutely in love with how Raven looked and was acting, but another part of me noticed the occasional stares that her state of dress earned us. We were literally the table everyone was talking about in hushed whispers. Ultimately, I gave into my penis and asked for a glass of ice water. No reason to get intoxicated and forget this amazing, yet awkward date just because a few people couldn't handle the sight of an adult woman dressed like a baby.

"Very well." The waiter stated and was about to turn away when Raven grabbed his sleeve with her bunny paw encased hand.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to order my meal since I don't want to be here past my bedtime." Raven stated dryly.

If that was Raven's attempt at a joke, it worked. The waiter had to wait a moment to hold back a chuckle.

"But of course. What would you like to eat tonight for dinner? We can put something in the blender for you."

"Spaghetti." Raven replied simply before adding, "do not blend it up."

"Okay, one plate of spaghetti it is." He jotted down her order and turned to face me. "And what will it be for you, sir?"

I didn't even know what I wanted to order as both of their eyes fell on me. I had been too busy thinking about Raven and how she seemed to be moving this date along at a fairly brisk pace. Rather than think about food, I was wondering what that meant for me. Was she not enjoying herself? Was the comment about a bedtime legitimate or just a joke? If she truly had a bedtime then what did that mean for me? Would she get out of her highchair and fly away at nine o'clock or something?

"Umm, I'll have spaghetti too." I replied without much thought as to what I'd be eating. Ultimately, I wanted to get Raven alone and ask her what was going on.

With the orders written onto his notepad, the waiter left us alone in our booth. I waited until he was out of earshot to start my questioning.

"So, why are you dressed like this?" I asked, genuinely curious about whether or not Raven was messing with me. The look on the waiter's face had been priceless, but if word ever got out about how one of Jump City's greatest guardians was sitting in a high chair, wearing bunny themed footie jammies and nursing a binky, her reputation would be ruined.

"Dressed like what?" The normally Gothic girl replied, seemingly confused by the question as she used her finger to spin her pacifier around on the tray of the highchair like it was a fidget spinner.

"Why are you wearing a diaper and footie pajamas?" I pressed, not caring if she didn't like my choice of words.

"Oh!" Raven's eyes lit up briefly as her hand left her pacifier. "I knew it was going to be cold tonight so I wanted to wear something warm and comfie."

I simply stared at her, unsure of what exactly I had just heard.

'Warm and comfie? That wasn't the Raven I knew. The Raven I knew flew around at midnight in a tiny black leotard, her bare thighs cradled by the cold air. As far as I knew, this woman never got cold...

"Okay, I guess that makes sense but what about the diaper?"

"I can't just go around without a diaper on. What if I have an accident?" Raven replied as her hand brought the fat bulb of her soother up to her drooling mouth.

"But you didn't need a diaper when I first met you…" I don't know why I was questioning her. Maybe it was out of a morbid sense of curiosity. I mean, I love her little outfit and thick diaper lurking beneath her white, fleece covered bunny jammies, but part of me had to make sure that this wasn't a joke.

Raven reached into a pocket by her breast and pulled out a Polaroid picture. She reached over the highchair, using one hand firmly planted on the plastic tray to steady her body as she reached out and handed me a picture. The image was even more provocative than I expected. In the picture, a topless Raven was laying out under an umbrella on her stomach surrounded by a nice sandy beach somewhere. Numerous beachgoers were having fun and playing in the surf behind her as she laid out on a blanket. Her purple hair blew slightly in the breeze as she laid under the umbrella. Her pale skin was completely exposed since her bikini top wasn't fastened, ensuring that her back would have no tan lines. However, her lower body didn't match the rest of the environment. Unlike the other women who sunbathed at the beach, Raven was wearing only a disposable swim diaper which completely encased her ass.

"That's from last week." Raven stated from behind her big binky.

"I see." My cock was absolutely throbbing as I studied the picture. I didn't care who took it or what the other people on the beach must've thought. The contrast between her topless upper body and her infantile lower body was positively intoxicating to my eyes. My favorite woman was strutting her stuff on some random beach, pamper clad, like any other common two year old and didn't give a fuck what anyone thought.

I knew why Raven handed me this photo, it squashed any remaining doubt in my mind that this was a joke. If this is what she did when she wasn't fighting crime and the forces of evil, I needed to make her mine! The very thought of her living her life like a baby during her downtime caused my anxiety to rise. I felt like the date was starting all over again. Gone was the weird air that had lingered over the table when I first saw Raven dressed like this. Now I was just like everyone else in the restaurant; just another guy trying to get into his date's pants or, in this case, her diaper.

"Well, what do you think? Do I look good?"

"You certainly do!" I replied, trying to play it cool and not sound too excited, but my voice betrayed me.

Raven giggles a high pitched laugh as her pacifier escapes from her mouth and lands on the plastic tray with a loud thud.

"Fank you." Raven lisps around her hand which quickly replaced her pacifier. She suckled on all four of her digits as I watched in rapt arousal as drool dripped freely down her hand.

'What I wouldn't give to have her suck on me like that.'

The date went on like that for roughly the next twenty minutes. It was like any other date; you try to walk a tightrope and navigate a minefield simultaneously while hoping that you're scoring points with your girl. However, it wasn't completely nerve wracking. Raven's carefree mannerisms and her mesmerizing suckling of her pacifier kept me calm and entertained. She was just so fascinating to watch and so much fun to talk to. The few questions I dared to ask were answered in the most nonchalant ways. I'd ask her if she liked walking around in public dressed this way and she would answer, "what do you think my stroller is for?" I'd ask her if she used her diapers and she would reply "I already did." Just goofy stuff like that which made my heart sing. I didn't want our conversation to end, but it was momentarily put on hold as our food arrived.

"Your dinner is served!" The waiter announced as he sat a plate of Spaghetti and meatballs down on the highchair's tray in front of Raven

"Spaghetti and meatballs!" The pampered superhero cheered as she immediately dug into her plate and scooped up a healthy serving of her dinner in between her two bunny paw encased hands.

The waiter paused for a moment, positively aghast by what he was witnessing. The restaurant's gourmet meal was being smeared all over Raven's face and bib as she tried to eat her dinner much like any other toddler would. At the same time, I was struggling to hide my ear to ear smile as I gazed lovingly at the most incredible sight I had ever seen. Noodles were falling from her mouth, getting all over her highchair's tray as she slurped on the spindly strands of pasta. A generous amount of meat sauce covered her chin and bib. It took the waiter setting a plate in front of me to break the hold Raven had over my mind at that moment.

"Sir, would you like someone to feed your- umm, date? I can recommend that one of the waitresses come over here and keep her from making an even bigger mess then she is currently making."

"That won't be necessary." I answered. "I'll feed her."

The waiter simply nodded and took his leave as I sat up and approached Raven.

"Here, let me help you with that." I offered as I leaned in with my fork, twirling it into the sauce covered spaghetti to get a decent amount of the noodles wrapped around my fork.

Raven looked up from her plate and smiled that lovely grin. Her teeth were coated with meat sauce and drool that threatened to spill from her mouth.

"What a gentleman."

I couldn't help, but smile as I brought the spoon up to her face.

"Open wide for the airplane, Rae-Rae!" I cooed, shoveling the dinner into her open mouth.

I watched the diapered woman enjoy her meal as a series of adorable sounds came from Raven. She truly seemed to be enjoying herself as she mashed the noodles into tiny pieces between her teeth.

The meal went on like this for several minutes, fork-fulls of spaghetti were delivered and obediently eaten until there was only a few pieces of noodles left randomly strewn across her plate. I was about to feed Raven one last bite when her eyes suddenly grew wide. Curious as to what was happening to her, I stopped feeding her and watched as she put both of her bunny paw covered hands on the highchair's tray and pushed herself up from her seat. I was about to ask what she was doing when a muffled fart filled the air as she began filling her diaper.

The little grunts and groans she made while pooping her Pampers were music to my ears. I didn't care if every eye in the place was staring at us, this moment was perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Finally, Raven looked like she was finished as she sat firmly back into her seat. The silly girl must've forgotten about the load in her pants because she instantly started squealing when she sat back down.

"I need my diaper changed." Raven stated after calming down from her tiny tantrum.

"It's okay, baby. I'll change you." I cooed, letting some deep down paternal force take over me.

"My diapers are in the diaper bag underneath my stroller." Raven pointed to where I could just barely see part of the stroller hiding behind our booth.

I nodded and walked over to the large modern umbrella stroller. With a bit of effort, I pulled the tightly packed bag free from the compartment underneath the strollers seat and slung the infantile bag over my shoulder.

"Now it's time for you to go for a ride on my hip."

Raven fluttered her eyes, obviously turned on by my behavior. I was taking charge and treating her like the baby she acted like. I picked up the oversized highchair's tray and sat it onto the table before turning my attention back to my date. She looked absolutely radiant with her face covered in spaghetti and the smell of a very dirty diaper emanating from her crotch.

"Let's get your face cleaned up before I change your pants."

I wiped her food-covered face clean with a wet wipe I dug out from her diaper bag. Gone was the meat sauce and random speckles of noodle remnants.

"Fank you, Faawl." Raven lisped.

"You're welcome, doll face."

Now that my baby's face was clean, I could focus on changing her diaper. I briefly considered changing her here, but due to the fact that we were in Jump City, I couldn't do that to her. As hot as it would've been to lay her out on the table and change her in front of all these prudes, I didn't want to ruin Raven's reputation by wiping her ass in public. So, I scooped her up from her highchair and carried her on my hip over to the men's room. She moaned and squirmed against me as I carried her, making my cock tent my pants outwards.

I wasted no time laying Raven out on the changing table in the men's room. Her petite body just barely fit on the flat board like surface as I lifted her legs up into the air and proceeded to unbutton her butt flap, exposing her bloated pampers. With her legs up in the air I worked her legs out of those footie pajamas. Even if it wasn't entirely necessary, I wanted to see those silky smooth legs while I changed her.

Raven whined as I unfastened her bulging, poop filled adult-sized pamper. She obviously wanted to be cleaned, but I wanted to drag this out a bit. "Look at what little Raven did in her didee. She made such a big doody for me to clean up."

For the first time since I had arrived that night, I saw her blush, but It wasn't a blush of shame or humiliation. No, it almost looked like her face was blushing because she was horny.

"Pwease change me, Daddy." Raven begged as her raised legs quivered.

A wet wipe or four had cleaned up most of the mess caked on her ass and granted me a lovely view of Raven's most private places. The babyish woman had obviously shaved her pubic hair, or maybe it was removed by magic? Either way, she was as bald down there as any other porn star, but that wasn't all that demanded my attention. I pushed her legs wider, spreading them until she was showing off her glistening labia. I had her spread so far wide that her cute little puckered anus was staring at me too. I proceeded to take a baby wipe to the gothic girl's anus and repeatedly wiped it until it was clean.

Raven kicked her legs playfully as I finished wiping her butthole. She grinned at me from her position on the table. Something in the way she fluttered her eyelashes told me that she was expecting me to do more than wipe her ass. I swear, if she kept pushing my buttons like this, I'd most likely end up fucking her right here on the changing table.

"So...What's a girl got to do to get some dick around here?" Raven asked in a slightly annoyed tone.

I literally had to double take because I couldn't believe what she had just said. 'There's no way. She must be reading my mind!'

Whether she had read my mind or not wasn't exactly important at that moment. I unzipped my zipper as fast as I could and unleashed my raging cock. The romantic part of me would've touched her lower lips, tracing them teasingly before slowly entering her. That part of me wasn't running the show at the moment. I sped right past foreplay and pushed my throbbing cock into her wet slit.

"Yes!"

Raven cheered before her shouts of elation turned to moans of pleasure and passion as I repeatedly pushed my manhood into her pulsating pussy. Her feet were firmly planted on the baby's changing table as she lifted her butt off of the table and dirty diaper. It was all I could do to hold her in place, both hands gripping her around her hips, as she bucked into my shaft.

Raven screamed as waves of euphoria swept over her body. The pent up torrent of sexual energy flooded out of her and sprayed against my crotch. Even though she climaxed, I was still hard and needing release. A devilish idea came to my mind as I stared at her slobbering mouth.

"Did you save room for desert?" I asked, smirking wildly.

"I think so, why?"

"Because a growing girl like you needs her milk."

Raven grinned wearily and opened her mouth, eager to accept my cock. As the tip of my cock touched her tongue I could feel her tickle the tip of my cock. It was nice, but when she started to swirl her tongue around my cock in widening circles, I could only moan in response. Suddenly, she lapped at my cock and dragged the length of her entire fat tongue down the underside of my shaft before wrapping her lips around the base of my dick. The warm and soft ridges of her throat welcomed my aching cock as she started sucking on my dick properly.

I looked down at Raven and saw that her eyes were flickering when they met mine. And then, in the literal blink of an eye, her gaze focused on my cock as I felt her treating the top half of my cock as she was suckling on her pacifier; she was sucking it while moving her tongue to press on my cock and slide it around before making another swallowing motion, deep throating it. The whole while using her tongue to press my dick firmly against the roof of her mouth. It was beyond belief how good she was at sucking. Just when I thought I knew all of her tricks, Raven let my cock pop out of her mouth for a brief moment before reeling it back in with a vigorous slurp. All the while her fingertips were exploring my balls, tracing them and occasionally rolling and tugging gently on them.

"Uhh! Suck me like a pacifier!" I pleaded as I started thrusting my hips against the gothic adult baby's mouth. She took this as her cue to increase the speed and pressure of her sucking yet again.

I don't even know when I came. Everything had been so hazy once she picked up the pace and had started really sucking my cock. All I knew was that I must've came because the next time I looked down at Raven she was pulling away from my cock while loudly gulping down my sticky liquid seed quite greedily.

"That-that was amazing!" I struggled just to say how impressed I was due to the shortness of breath that plagued me.

Raven, for her part, looked absolutely satisfied as she laid on the bathroom's changing table. At some point during our impromptu love making session, her dirty diaper had fallen off of the table and onto the tiled floor

"You're welcome, but I'm not done with you yet. Take me home with you." Raven purred before adding, "my stroller turns into a carseat."

"Alright. You got a deal!"

I wasted no time taping Raven into a fresh, adult sized pamper. Even though I had just came, the very thought of enjoying another round of kink filled pleasure with Raven caused me to forgo dressing her back into her bunnies themed footie pajamas. Instead, I simply sat the topless girl into her stroller and proceeded to push her out of the men's room and into the restaurant.

As we approached our table, I noticed that the plates were already gone, obviously taken away, the highchair was missing from its spot by the table and our bill for the meal was laying there, waiting to be acknowledged. Had the restaurant staff heard the commotion from the bathroom? Was this the waiter's way of telling us nicely to pay and leave?

Ultimately, it didn't matter if they had heard us or not. I threw a few twenties onto the table and returned to pushing the stroller through the main dining area. Literally every table turned to stare at us: some pointing, some whispering, most on their phones possibly taking pictures or texting their friends in disbelief at what they were seeing. While I struggled to ignore their judge filled stares, Raven seemed perfectly content to slurp on her oversized binky and drool on her exposed tits; She really is the perfect woman.

"Thank you for eating with us tonight, and please, don't come back." The waiter, who now had become a passive aggressive prick, said as we passed him on our way out.

If I wasn't about to take Raven home with me, I may have said something to that asshole, but it really wasn't a big deal. Did he have a lovely little lady, who wore diapers, waiting for him at home? Hell no. However, I did and, as such, I was the victor on this night.

"Cold" I heard Raven mutter to herself in that monotone voice of hers as I pushed her stroller into the parking lot.

"Don't worry, baby. We're almost to the car and then I'll swaddle you up and put you in your car seat."

I don't know why I didn't put her back into her bunny jammies when I was finishing up her post blow job diaper change. Maybe it was tunnel vision on my part or a subconscious desire to have nothing in my way except for a diaper when I took her to bed with me when we got home. Either way, I made sure to swaddle her first as I laid her down in the backseat of my car. I could hear her blowing spit bubbles and cooing to herself as I fought to fold up her stroller and transform it into a carseat, but thankfully, I figured it out and had her strapped into the rear facing carseat.

We were on the road and would be home in under ten minutes if I kept hitting the lights green. Although I was in a rush to get back home, I still drove the speed limit. The last thing I wanted was to get pulled over and have to explain why my date was wearing a diaper, strapped into a rear facing infant carseat meant for a six month old, but big enough to fit an adult woman.

With one last light, I turned onto my street and quickly pulled into my driveway. At this point, all the jitters and nervousness which accompanies any man during a date had long been vanquished by the returning arousal which threatened to tent out my trousers once again. As I opened the door, I noticed that Raven was stirring from her impromptu nap. Hopefully, she was well rested and ready to go. Instead of trying to recreate her stroller, I simply unbuckled her and carried her through the threshold of my house much like one might do with his newlywed bride except, unlike a traditional bride, Raven was wearing a legitimate baby diaper and not some silly wedding diaper.

"I can't wait any longer." Raven whined, bucking her hips and legs around struggling inside her fleece lined cocoon.

"Just a minute, baby. Just a minute." I said calmly but with an unmistakable hint of urgency and lust hidden just beneath my tone.

Like a fireman rescuing a woman from a burning building, I practically ran to my room with my petite but big bundle of joy in my arms. I gently pushed open my door with my foot and entered the pitch black room while Raven whined some more. When I tried to free a hand to flip the lightswitch on the wall, the blob of blankets with Raven's adorable pacifier sucking face poking out began to glow an ominous black as the Gothic girl levitated from my arms and floated over to my bed.

I honestly forgot she had powers with how she had been acting all night and didn't know what to say at first as she laid on top the blanket on my bed. "I forgot you could do that." I admitted in a sheepish tone.

"Just making things easier for you." Raven stated in that monotone voice of hers as her pacifier dangled around her neck by a single strand of ribbon, the big rubber bulb covered in saliva. "So, what are you waiting for?" Raven asked.

I couldn't stop myself from blushing as I stared at her pale body. "I guess I didn't expect this date to go so well."

In the blink of an eye I found myself laying underneath a floating Raven. Had she used her magic to pull me under her? Did I somehow black out and end up beneath my dainty, diaper clad date? Ultimately, I'll never know, but I did know one thing; Raven was in total control as my cock was standing at full attention, freed from my pants by her magic.

Raven grinned that smile of hers and lowered herself onto my crotch, making sure to press her plastic encased pussy against my shaft. She grinded herself against me, gyrating her padded hips into my swollen member. It may have been dry humping, but the feeling of my cock pressed firmly in between the folds of her diapered camel toe was all I needed. I wanted her closer so I put my hands around her back, my fingers hooking themselves into the waistband of her slick pampers as she continued to gyrate against me.

"This feels so good," Raven whispered.

I pulled her into me as the spontaneous dry humping continued. I could feel her legs on either side of me as she straddled me, her knees sliding in and out while her body would rise and fall as if she were riding me. As things carried on her professional gyration regressed into her sliding around on my stomach like a clumsily adult sized baby. Her padded ass fell back against my cock as spittle rained down on my chest since her mouth was literally inches above my chest. It was that final bit of stimulation I needed which drove me over the edge as rope after rope of sticky cum shot from my cock and coated the front of her pampers.

I laid back, content and pleased with how well things had gone. Raven too, looked positively pleased and rather exhausted by her naughty little love making session.

About five minutes later, just as I was about to fall asleep, I felt something warm and wet clamp themselves down on my nose. Slightly startled, I opened my eyes and saw a tuckered out Raven trying to hump me in her pampers while simultaneously sucking on my nose.

"No baby, daddy is too tired for that. It's time for bed."

A slight whine reverberated around my nose, but she relented and pulled her toothless maw away from my face and laid her head onto my chest. Not wanting to be too cruel to my sweet baby, I reached for her discarded binky on the side of my bed and stuck it in her mouth. It didn't take more than a few seconds to pass before I heard the soft sounds of Raven snoring.

"Good night, Baby. Sweet dreams."

The End