A Chance Meeting (Patreon)

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It had to be fate; there was no other explanation for it. Mikayla had just been driving home from the gym when she looked over and saw her there, the next car over. Their eyes had met, and, from the other car, Suzy had waved, smiled.

She looked so excited, so happy to see Mikayla, in the same way Mikayla was to see her, though she was able to keep it all inside. Her heart was definitely bouncing, the same way Suzy was doing in her seat, beaming rays of happiness into her chest, where nobody could see them. Mikayla wished she had somebody there to drive her car for her, like Mikayla seemed to have, because she was so thrilled she failed to notice the light changing, got honked at by the person behind her.

She'd had a crush on Suzy for years, ever since Mikayla had moved to this town with her family in high school, and Suzy had been one of the first people to talk to her, to be nice to her. Suzy, of course, had a boyfriend, and even after they'd broken up, Mikayla had never had the guts to do anything about it, so, after graduation, she'd resigned herself to seeing the girl every now and then, at reunions, where Mikayla would feel sorry for herself and dream of what might have been...

And then, after college, both of them had moved back to town. They didn't see each other often, but it was always a highlight of Mikayla's day when it happened, when she caught a glimpse. Suzy was only getting prettier, more adorable, over the years, and the last time she'd seen her, Mikayla had resolved that, whenever it happened again, she was finally going to do it, finally going to tell her how she felt.

This was the perfect time, too... She was still a bit sweaty, yes, and it wasn't the outfit she would have chosen; she had nothing to do this afternoon, however, nothing to stop her from following Suzy's car to wherever she was headed, talking to her there. Mikayla didn't think she was dating the woman she was with... She was hardly ancient, though she was noticeably older than either Suzy or her, so Mikayla assumed it was her mom, or perhaps an aunt or something. Not anyone who would be a threat to her advances, either way.

It might be a little awkward, inviting herself to eat with them, as she saw that they were going to a restaurant, but she didn't have to do that... She could sit on her own and see if Suzy noticed her, or keep an eye on her, run into her 'on accident' in the bathroom and talk there... She'd figure something out, she resolved, pulling into a parking spot behind them.

She waited a minute or two, hunching down in her car in the hopes Suzy wouldn't see her there, watching as the woman stepped out of the driver's seat, walking around the car to open Suzy's door for her. Was she a maid or something? It was odd, though Suzy had always been a bit absent-minded, so she might have just been distracted by her phone, and needed the reminder of a burst of fresh air to tell her it was time to put it away and get out of the car. The woman was carrying a large bag, too, while Suzy had nothing, allowing her to practically skip up to the front entrance of the restaurant.

Mikayla chuckled to herself. Suzy was so cute, so carefree, exactly the same as she remembered her being in high school. Whatever was going on here, whatever event she was going to, it was sure to be fun, too. Mikayla stayed in her car as long as she could, then slid out, tracing Suzy's footsteps to the door. She looked around the restaurant for a moment, trying to see where Mikayla had been seated so she could find the perfect spot to ask to sit.

"Mikayla!" Mikayla barely had time to register the sound of her name before Suzy was bouncing towards her, grabbing her in an enthusiastic hug. "Oh, my God! I saw you, and I told Mommy that maybe you were coming here, too, and she said there was no way, and I shouldn't get my hopes up, and..!"

"Catch your breath," the woman Mikayla had seen in the car with her instructed, Suzy obediently pausing mid-sentence. Was that her mother? Seeing her up close, she didn't seem as old as Mikayla had assumed, and was weird to hear someone her age calling their mom 'Mommy,' though Mikayla wasn't going to judge. "She might just be here to eat."

"You aren't, right?" Suzy's eyes widened. "You're here for the meet, aren't you?" Mikayla couldn't resist her, couldn't do anything other than nod. "See, Mommy?" Suzy grinned. "I told you! This is so cool, Mikayla!" She took Mikayla's hands, hopping up and down in front of her. "I can't believe you're into this, too!"

Mikayla nodded, overwhelmed with Suzy's excitement, and confusion. "Y-Yeah," she said. "O-Of course I am!"

"I had a feeling!" Suzy smiled. Her mother, on the other hand, didn't look quite as convinced. She was a bit scary, to be honest... Mikayla would have to see about talking with Suzy in the bathroom after all, or waiting until the woman went there. "Come on!" She took Mikayla by the hand, practically dragging her back to a private party room, filled with other people.

Suzy seemed proud to be by Mikayla's side, introducing everyone to her. They all seemed nice enough, Mikayla supposed, even if she wasn't sure what they were talking about half the time, or what to say when she was asked, "So, what's your favorite brand?" or "Cloth or plastic?"

"She's shy," Suzy would stick up for her while she stammered, at a loss for words. "This is her first time here! Right?" Mikayla would nod, and that was usually that. 

Annoyingly, once everyone decided to actually eat, Suzy's mom sat with them, so Mikayla didn't have the chance to say anything. Suzy never excused herself to the bathroom, and when Mikayla did so, hoping Suzy would follow, everyone just giggled, and Suzy once more defended her with a, "It's her first time here! Be nice!"

It wasn't a bad way to spend the afternoon, but she didn't feel like she'd made any progress... Until they were getting ready to leave. "You know, Suzy," her mother said, "you could still have a little sleepover tonight, if you want."

Suzy frowned, face scrunching up. "But... Cassi isn't here. She's sick today."

"I know," her mother told her patiently. "What about Mikayla?"

"Oh!" Suzy's eyes lit up. "Yeah! Do you want to, Mikayla?! It'll be so much fun!"

How could Mikayla say no to that? She hadn't been to a sleepover for years... There were bound to be plenty of opportunities for her to get Suzy to herself there, however. "Sure," she smiled. "That sounds perfect."

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The house she was given the address to was much bigger than Mikalya had expected. Suzy must still live her with mother, Mikayla assumed. There was no way somebody their age could afford this! She couldn't imagine doing that, but, then again, her parents' house was nowhere near as large as this.

She rang the doorbell, and Suzy's mother answered it. "Hello, there," the woman greeted her. "Lovely to see you again. Suzy is waiting, so why don't we get you ready?"

"Ready?" Mikayla frowned. She looked down at the bag she'd brought. "Like... Put on my PJs already?"

Suzy's mother chuckled. "Not quite, sweetie. Come on." She took Mikayla by the hand, leading her into the living room, where a colorful mat was laid out on the floor, a large pile of white cloth sitting in the middle.

"Wh-What is...?" Mikayla furrowed her brow, her heartbeat starting to speed up as she noticed the other objects sitting on the mat, the bottles and tubs, as she had a twinge of recognition from her days as a babysitter. All of the sudden, those questions, some of the things she'd overheard, at the restaurant began to come into focus, to make sense.

She froze, cheeks blazing bright red. There was no way... This couldn't be happening! Her head began to shake as Suzy's mother took the bag from her, setting it aside before gently pushing her down onto the mat. "I-I don't know..." she stammered, head turning towards the stack of cloth. "Wh-What is that?" 

"Do you usually wear trainers?" Suzy's mom asked. "Sorry, sweetie, but this is all I have, so you're going to have to make do, okay?"

Mikayla let out a tiny squeak as the woman's fingers closed around the hem of her shirt, starting to lift it up and off her, right in the middle of the living room. "W-Wait!" she exclaimed.

"If you want to play with Suzy," Suzy's mother told her, "you need to let me change you, sweetie. All right?"

Mikayla swallowed. Was Suzy really into this?! There was a part of her that wanted to clear things up, to get out of here... But if she did that now, would Suzy ever talk to her again? Would she be upset that Mikayla had lied to her at the restaurant about being into this, too? Or was this some devious tactic by Suzy's mother to humiliate Mikayla in front of her daughter, to chase her away?

"O-Okay," she nodded, feeling a little light-headed. She was already here, and she obviously wasn't going to get past Suzy's mom without doing as she asked... She could only hope this wasn't a trick. The woman took her shirt off, replacing it with a tank top emblazoned with the words 'Baby Girl' that stopped just short of Mikayla's belly button, then slid off her yoga pants, pushing Mikayla softly down onto the changing mat and lifting her legs, slipping the cloth underneath her. Mikayla did her best to act like she was used to this, like it wasn't strange to her, but she couldn't keep totally still, couldn't silence all of her gasps, as she was lotioned, powdered, and pinned snugly into a big, bulky diaper.

"Adorable," Suzy's mother approved, finishing it all off with a pair of baby-print plastic pants and a pacifier, then stepping back to admire her handiwork. "Suzy's going to be so pleased."

"Sh-She is?" Mikayla looked down at herself, doing her very best to keep from tugging at the hem of her shirt in a futile attempt to hide her diaper, the tank top nowhere near long enough.

"Absolutely!" Suzy's mom said. "Do you want to go see her?"

Mikayla squirmed, listening to her plastic pants rustle, pressing her thighs together nervously, shocked at how far apart they were forced no matter what she did, thanks to the sheer size of the padding. She didn't want anyone to see her this way, least of all Suzy... But if this was what the girl was into... "Y-Yeah," she mumbled quietly into her paci, hardly able to believe what she was saying. 

The woman took her by the hand again, Mikayla feeling so much smaller next to her as she waddled away, further down the hall, into a full-blown nursery, complete with a changing table, a crib, a high chair, a playpen, plenty of toys scattered around, everything oversized, made for grown-ups... Including the bouncer attached to the ceiling, Suzy bobbing up and down in it, grinning behind her own pacifier, the bulge of her diapers obvious through the seat, bulging through the legholes.

"Kayla!" she squealed. "You're so cute!"

"Th-Thanks," Mikayla blushed self-consciously, trying not to stare at her crush, dressed up, and acting like, a toddler. "Y-You too."

Suzy giggled, wiggling happily in the bouncer. "Aww, thanks! Do you want a turn in here?"

Mikayla's eye widened as she turned back towards Suzy's mother... Or, rather, her Mommy, the title suddenly seeming like it might not be as literal as she'd initially assumed, now that she'd seen Suzy like this. "N-Not right now," she shook her head.

"Okay!" Suzy accepted easily. "Oh, dollies! We hafta play with my dollies!" Her feet kicked below her. "Mommy, let me out of here! You like dollies, right, Kayla?"

"Y-Yeah," Mikayla replied. She had when she was a kid, sure... She hadn't been tempted to go back to playing with them in a very long time. But she was already here, already diapered... What was she going to do now, confess, after all that, that she'd lied, that she wasn't into this after all, that it had all been a mistake?

She stood by, watching, as Suzy's Mommy helped her out of the bouncer, giving her a pat on the diaper, sending her over towards the playpen at one side of the room, a huge dollhouse on one side of it. What she was really looking at, however, was that diaper itself, at the way she could see a discoloration through the plastic pants, the way they hung between the girl's legs. There was no question about it... She'd wet her diaper... And she didn't seem to be bothered by that fact one bit.

Mikayla did get her wish of being left alone with Suzy, once the girl's Mommy had ushered them into the playpen and closed the gate behind them so they could sit down next to the dollhouse and play, but Mikayla wasn't quite sure how to broach the subject of her interest in Suzy now, knowing what she did, and being dressed the way she was. She was pretty certain she'd never felt any less sexy than she did right now, loins wrapped in a massive diaper, plastic pants crinkling with every movement. 

It was obvious Suzy must like this, and Suzy did look cute in them, Mikayla had to admit. They suited her... Still, it was so foreign to Mikayla, so different from her usual skimpy panties, that it was hard to get back into that frame of mind, to focus on what her goal had been in coming here tonight.

Supper-time didn't help, either, as Suzy was strapped into the high chair, a bib tied around her neck, and a large bowl of baby food spooned into her mouth by her Mommy. Mikayla watched it all, a bad feeling forming in the pit of her stomach as she did, sure she was next, trying her best to come up with a way to get out of it without tipping her hand, revealing her deception.

Nothing had come to mind by the time Suzy's meal had ended, and she was put back into her bouncer while her Mommy took Mikayla over to the high chair. "I-I'm not really hungry," was the best she could do.

"Nonsense," Suzy's Mommy told her, fastening the high chair's tray into place over Mikayla's lap. "If you're ever going to grow up big and strong, you need to eat!"

Mikayla squirmed, whimpering as she was given a bib as well, as the woman dipped a spoon into a bowl of unappetizing mush. She braced herself as best she could, but even so, she wasn't prepared for the taste of it, the texture, and couldn't choke down the first spoonful, sending it dribbling down her chin as she almost gagged.

"A messy baby, huh?" Suzy's Mommy teased. "That's all right..."

Mikayla had, indeed, made quite the mess by the time they got through the whole bowl, despite the bib. Suzy's Mommy stripped her out of her tank top, Mikayla blushing bright red as she stood in front of her crush in only a diaper, until the woman put a onesie on her instead.

"Aww," Suzy pouted. "Jammy time already?"

"Not yet," her Mommy smiled. "She just couldn't eat as neatly as you. You don't have to put yours on yet."

Suzy pondered this for a moment. "Well, if she's in hers..." She didn't seem to mind at all, having her own shirt removed and replaced with a onesie, though Mikayla couldn't help staring. They went back to playing for a while before Suzy's Mommy returned.

"Already?" Suzy whined, not even having to wait to be told what the woman was there for.

"It's past your bedtime, young lady," her Mommy said. "Let's get your teeth brushed."

Suzy sighed and pushed herself to her feet, Mikayla following after her to the bathroom. Mikayla eyed the toilet enviously, a part of her wanting to ask if she could use it, another positive that, if she did that, she'd reveal herself as a fraud. She brushed her teeth, then filed back to the nursery, standing back shyly while Suzy's Mommy changed the girl's diaper.

"Do you want to help?" she asked, partway through.

"I-I don't know what..." Suzy shook her head awkwardly.

"Take this to the diaper pail for me," Suzy's Mommy smiled, handing her Suzy's wet diaper. Obediently, Mikayla toddled over, dropping the bundle of cloth into the pail. "Good girl. Now, can you button up her onesie for her?"

Mikayla gulped, nodded, stepping up and running her hand over Suzy's diaper, down to the flap of her onesie. It felt so naughty, but it hadn't been her idea... Suzy's Mommy had suggested it, and Suzy didn't seem to mind one bit. She pulled it tight, fastening the snaps together, one by one.

"Very good!" Suzy's Mommy praised her, helping Suzy down, then, to Mikayla's surprise, lifting her up on the table instead. "Now, I know Suzy has lots of experience with changing her friends' diapers, so she's going to be able to help a lot more, aren't you, sweetie?"

"Yeah!" Suzy grinned proudly. "I'm gonna to a real good job, Kayla! Don't worry!"

Mikayla sat there on the edge of the changing table, wiggling in place. It was only fair, she supposed, to let Suzy return the favor... It would be embarrassing, but how could she say no after she'd been so enthusiastic to help with Suzy, and Suzy seemed so glad to help her? The only problem was, she didn't need a change.

She nibbled her bottom lip, wondering what to do. If she didn't clear this all up now, she never would... And if she gave in, if she played along... She wouldn't be able to confess then, not without seeming desperate, and maybe creepy...

"W-Wait," she told Suzy quietly as the girl reached up, towards the snaps of Mikayla's onesie, her own hands moving between her legs as they dangled from the edge of the changing table. "H-Hold on a second..."

"That's a good idea," Suzy smiled at her encouragingly. "Go again now, and then there's less chance of leaking overnight!" Mikayla blushed, those words sounding so bizarre, so humiliating... This was going too far... She should just tell Suzy the truth... 

But wouldn't it be so much easier to let go? She had to admit, she was a little curious. Suzy had been soggy the whole time Mikayla had been here, and it hadn't appeared to both her at all. So... Maybe it wasn't that bad...

She swallowed, closed her eyes, pretending she was in the bathroom. Her bladder froze after the first trickle, instincts kicking in as she felt the wetness soaking into the cloth of her diaper, though, after another second or two, she was able to make it start back up. She really wished she'd done this earlier, away from the eyes of Suzy and her Mommy; it was too late for that now. If she was going to pee her pants, it had to be while they watched, and it seemed like, as insane as it sounded, she was committed to doing exactly that.

"All done?" Suzy's Mommy was the first to speak up. Mikayla slowly opened her eyes, nodded shyly. The woman took over, pushing her onto her back, unsnapping her onesie, sliding off her plastic pants and undoing the pins, before stepping aside. "Okay, Suzy," she said. "Let's see what you can do."

Mikayla didn't get the sense that she was doing it on purpose, that she meant anything by it... It was just the knowledge that it was Suzy this time, wiping her off, rubbing in the baby lotion and powder, that made it feel so very different than before, than when the girl's Mommy was diapering her earlier, that made her tingle between her legs, as much as she attempted to hide it.

Suzy didn't seem to notice it, though the smirk on her Mommy's face made Mikayla suspect she did. The woman didn't look bothered by it, or surprised... If she had been, Mikayla had to assume she wouldn't have led them both to the same crib once she'd helped Mikayla down from the changing table, and the two freshly diapered girls gave each other a hug.

"Now, you're a little bigger, Mikayla," Suzy's Mommy said. "You lie down first."

Mikayla stared at the crib for a moment, confused. Was the woman really saying what it sounded like she was saying? The crib was big enough for an adult, but not two... "O-Okay," she said uncertainly, climbing into the crib. Suzy climbed in after her, her Mommy giving her an encouraging diaper pat to encourage her to cuddle in closer to Mikayla, practically on top of her, so she could raise the crib bars up.

"Night-night!" she told them both, slipping pacifier into their mouths, giving Mikayla a wink before she left the room, turning on a nightlight as she went.

Mikayla was glad for the relative darkness to hide her practically glowing face. Suzy's diaper was almost right on top of hers... Any time either of them moved, she could hear their plastic pants crinkling, could feel the padding rubbing together... It was not at all what she'd had in mind, yet, at the same time, she couldn't deny that it was enjoyable, in its own way.

She assumed Suzy had to know, had to hear her breath quickening, notice her squirming more and more, unable to help herself... If she did, though, she showed no signs of it, merely yawning and stretching, snuggling up to her in the darkness. "I had a lot of fun tonight," she told Mikayla sleepily. "I hope you come have more sleepovers..."

Mikayla gulped, wishing she had the courage to tell Suzy the truth, but, by now, she knew she was in too deep, had done too much to go back, to confess that she wasn't into diapers, or acting like a baby... And, after tonight, she had to admit that it might not be completely true anymore anyway. This wasn't what she'd had in mind... If it was what she had to do to be with Suzy, however... 

"S-Sure," she told Suzy, head spinning a little at what she knew she was agreeing to, and how willingly she was doing it. "I-I'd love to..."