When She Showed Me Her Secret [A Quick One][Archive] (Patreon)
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She sat on the edge of the bed, her face blushing as she bashfully stammered: “A-are you sure?”
I nodded with a supportive smile. She didn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to, though this was her idea.
“Okay. But you can’t judge me.”
“I wouldn’t.”
She slowly pulled her t-shirt over her head and tossed it on the ground. I could tell she was too nervous to make eye contact, so I tried my hardest not to stare; yet there was something about her simple black bra that was so adorable in its modesty.
“They...they’re not very big, you know? And...”
“Stop,” I said, cutting her off. “You look amazing.”
She opened her mouth to say something, but the words just weren’t there. She somehow blushed on top of a blush and glanced away again. One final sigh and she eased herself off of the bed. She began easing off her skirt, but it turned into more of a wiggle. It would’ve been comical if it wasn’t so endearing.
And then, there it was. The thing she wanted to show me.
“You’re not disgusted, are you?” she asked.
“I don’t see why I would be,” I said honestly. “It’s just a diaper.”
She left out a little laugh of relief. “It...really means a lot to me that I can show you this.”
“It’s really not that big of a deal,” I said, shrugging. “Besides, I think they suit you well.”
“And what is that supposed to mean,” she said with mock-frustration, putting her hands on her hips, just above where her disposable diapers hugged her hips.
“Well look at you. You’re so precious and cute. The diapers, well, I think they compliment that quite nicely.”
She couldn’t help put glance at herself in the full length mirror. I swear I saw a little smile crack in the corner of her mouth, but she did her best to pretend she was stoic.
“Why don’t we cuddle for a bit,” I suggested. “There’s no reason to stress about diapers.”
“I...I would like that,” she said with a smile.
“But. I’m going to check your diaper later. I’d hate to see you get a rash,” I teased.
She blushed brightly again and playfully slapped me in the arm, before plopping herself in the bed. Her thumb was already in her mouth by the time I crawled up alongside her.