The World Gives Us A Chance (Chapter 6) (Patreon)

Chapter 6 = First Night: (PEYTON)

Peyton could feel the blood rushing into his face as Liz held up the pink pull-ups package to him. He didn’t really have a good response for her.

He had just been walking through the convenience store, totally out of his element, and unsure of what he should get for her. She had told him to just get any kind which in his mind was more confusing than just giving him an exact brand that he could find. From Liz’s misdirection he ended up buying way more than he needed to which only earned him a strange look from the girl at the register, curious as to why a young man was buying a crap ton of female diapers.

The reason he had picked the package that Liz was questioning was because he’d seen the way that she reacted when he said the word ‘cute’. She had blushed and tried to hide a smile and she seemed like she was just being shy. Even though he knew she might not like them, a curious part of him wanted to give her that option…

“Sorry if that was a stupid idea.” He said as his eyes fell towards the floor.

“Hmmm…” She responded with softly. Peyton’s eyes slowly raised towards her again at the bathroom door. Liz was studying the package and had the smallest of smirks on her face. Without another word she slowly shut the door behind her.

While she was in the bathroom Peyton quickly looked around the apartment. To most people the place would have looked spotless but Peyton’s OCD made him notice at least 5 things that weren’t perfectly in place. He barely heard Liz come back out as he was fixing something on the bookcase.

“How’s it look?” The girl’s voice said softly. Peyton turned to look at Liz, who was standing there shyly. Her legs were crossed in front of her and her hands were fidgeting. The beautiful girl in front of him was wearing a fluffy pink cat shirt that was clearly a little too big for her, little black yoga shorts, and knee length striped pink socks that matched her shirt. “Well?” The girl said, her cheeks a reddened shade. “Can you uh… tell I’m wearing one?”

Peyton found himself at a little bit of loss for words. This gorgeous girl had put on a diaper that he had bought for her and was now asking if it was obvious what she was wearing.

“Uh, n-no. I can’t tell at all Liz.” He replied, giving her a soft smile. Her face lit up with a miraculous smile, one bigger than he had yet to see from her.

She turned away from him and started collecting her stuff. Liz took the remaining grocery bags and stuffed them into her backpack. Peyton saw a quick flash of pink and glanced in her direction. Liz’s shirt had raised up a little in the back and creeping a bit past the waistband of her shorts was the waistband of the cute pink pull-ups that Peyton had bought. If he was correct those were the ones with butterflies and flowers on them.

He quickly looked away from the cute sight of the girl bending over to allow her some modesty, but he couldn’t hide a little smirk of his own. He had been right about her liking cute things. Even, things meant for younger girls. Why did he find something about that so… adorable?

“Well,” Liz uttered out in a soft voice, holding up her stuff. “Sorry for a weird night, thank you so much for everything.” She started to move towards the front door of the apartment.

“W-wait!” Peyton shouted out, much too enthusiastically he thought. “I uh… well, I have a washing machine. If you want to, I can throw your work stuff in there so it could be clean by tomorrow and you could spend the night.” Peyton couldn’t tell if a normal person would offer something like this. God, why did he have to be so socially awkward?! “O-only if you want to of course, and uh you can sleep in my bed. I’ll take the couch.”

Peyton saw the girl considering his proposal but the smile on her face already had revealed her answer.

“T…that would be very kind of you. Thank you so much, again hehe.”

She was very cute when she giggled, Peyton thought.

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Peyton had quickly set up a nice spot for her at the table, and had even fetched her some dinner. It was a good thing that he had so much Lasagna leftovers. He threw her clothes into the wash and changed the sheets on his own bed so that they were clean and fresh for a guest to use them. By the time he was done with everything that he had to do she was all finished with her own food. Though when he walked back in he saw the plate that she had been using refilled with a slightly larger portion than he had given her. He looked at her quizzically and she put on her cute shy face again.

“I…I saw that you hadn’t had anything to eat so I uh… thought you might be hungry too.” Like a turtle the shy girl’s head partly retreated into her large shirt and hid. Peyton found himself giving her the warmest smile he had given anyone in a long time.

“Thanks Liz.” He said in his calm deep voice. He sat down across from her and the chatted while he ate.

Peyton did his best to ignore it but every time the girl moved he could hear a distinct crinkle coming from her… posterior. Something about the fact that it was there, her pull-up, even though he couldn’t see it, just knowing that it was there under her shorts sent a strange rush of excitement through him. He couldn’t explain it, but he found something about it so cute and strangely… attractive? Most of all though, it gave him a strange feeling of protectiveness over her. He had enjoyed helping her, and taking care of her. Part of him wanted to do more for her.

What was happening to him? He was all about numbers, not people. He had never felt this way about another person before. Something inside him was changing.

Near the end of his meal he noticed Liz start squirming in her seat. The need that had befallen her for the second time that night was obvious. Though he noticed, with amusement, that she wasn’t excusing herself for some reason. It was as if she was waiting for permission.

“Liz, do you need to… uh…” Now that he had started the sentence he was embarrassed to finish it. Liz herself started blushing.

“Oh, hehe,” She blurted out. “I guess I do. Sorry, my bad.” While she stood up, the crinkles coming from her padded undergarment were louder than ever.

“I mean… technically you don’t have to get up to go.” He said, letting a small smile fall over his mouth as he tilted his head towards her butt. She let out a gasp and gave a playful slap to his arm.

“Shut up!” She said while giggling. As she walked towards the bathroom Peyton couldn’t help it and allowed himself one more glance. As Liz’s hips swayed he could once again see the adorable flash of pink’s and purple’s at her waistband. Butterflies and flowers were slightly visible as the girl practically skipped to the bathroom.

Peyton thought about it for a moment and he realized that the same part of him would actually be even more excited if she actually had peed in her pull-up, the same excitement that he had felt in the park after he had gotten over his shock.

Little did Peyton know… in the bathroom, with the door locked, Liz was standing in the bathtub… just in case. She had sneaked another pink pull-up into the bathroom with her. As she let out a soft sigh, she fully released her bladder into the butterfly pull-ups. The feeling was fucking amazing. As she felt her padded undergarment begin to sag with the weight of her “accident” she smiled happily to herself.

This was the start of something more…

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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