Diaper Gamble (Chapter 8) (Patreon)

 Chapter 8 = Changes and Confessions
Sarah was still lost in her shocked thoughts as Dave picked her up again. She’d never realized before how strong he was but he didn’t seem to have even a little bit of trouble as he picked her up. She was never the biggest girl in the world, but it didn’t help her feel like anything bigger than the toddler she was apparently becoming. He had one arm wrapped around her shoulders, holding her close, and the other hand was supporting her body weight by being under her bottom. This made Sarah feel even more embarrassed because the more he pressed his hand into her butt, the more the squishy muddy mess inside her diaper (A mixture between sand and pee.) was moving about her crotch, reminding her of what she’d done every second.

Besides everything that was happening in Sarah’s diaper, somehow the most prominent thing on her mind was the fact that Dave had just kissed her. What was that? Was it just a spur of the moment thing? Was it just a tactic to get her to calm down? Was it just a Daddy giving a little girl a comforting kiss? Or... did Dave like her? Like... like like her..?

Speaking of that... did she like Dave?! She wasn’t mad that he had kissed her, she’d just been very surprised. She’d never thought about Dave exactly that way before. Though she was definitely thinking about it now! After all, she was kind of enjoying being carried like this.

While Sarah was lost in her Dave had carried her half a block away to their towns’ local mall. He knew that right within the mall doors they had a public changing room. Sarah was very quiet so Dave simply smiled softly to himself as he held his little girl tightly. Her overalls covered butt was nice and squishy under his hand, though it wasn’t warm. It felt like she’d had another poopy accident but he knew she hadn’t.

Feeling very paternal, he had found himself keeping a close eye on her on the playground. He had noticed when she started doing the potty dance but he wasn’t going to tell her himself. She claimed to be a big girl so Dave was letting her figure out for herself how correct or incorrect her thoughts on that seemed to be. If she wet herself, it would be her own fault. It was a test that she passed or failed depending on how one looked at it. In Sarah’s eyes she might have failed at proving herself to be a big girl, but in Dave’s eyes she had passed at proving herself an adorable innocent little girl.

Unfortunately that other little brat of a boy had ruined both of their fun when he had started picking on her. As soon as Dave saw what happened, he quickly rushed over to defend his little babygirl. He knew from past experience that it didn’t take too much to make his little Sarah cry.

Dave carried Sarah into the public changing room, relieved to find it unoccupied. He carried her inside and locked the door behind them.

“There you go sweetheart,” Dave said softly as he placed Sarah down on her squishy sandy butt on the changing table, a table plenty big enough for someone of Sarah’s petite size. Dave took his backpack off and opened it up. “Don’t worry, I got a fresh change here, plus wipes and powder and...”

“You kissed me.” Sarah said, her voice coming out a little squeaky and high pitched. For the first time that day Dave found himself to be the one blushing a little bit. Sarah looked up at his tall form from where she was sitting on the changing table. “Y-you kissed me.” She repeated, her voice stuttering a little bit.

“Yes babygirl, I did.” Dave gave her a small smile. “Was that okay? I don’t have to again, if you don’t want me to.”

Sarah found herself a little bit stunned. At first she didn’t know how she wanted to respond, but deep down she did. “N-no... it was okay. I just, I never thought... Dave do you like me?”

Dave chuckled lightly and shook his head at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Of course I do sweetie. You’re my best friend and have been my one and only for a pretty long while now. Plus, us getting a chance to hang out for the past 24 hours, and that’s only made my feelings for you grow stronger.” Dave looked back at her and saw that Sarah was looking down at her shoes and frowning a little bit. “What’s wrong Sarah?” Sarah was squirming nervously where she sat.

“Well...” She said, her lip quivering.

“You can tell me honey.”

“I guess... I like you too. But, I’m afraid after I tell you something, you won’t like me anymore.” Dave knelt down on one knee in front of her so that instead of looking at the floor they were looking into each other’s eyes.

“You can tell me Sarah. Trust me.”

“Well... you’re gonna think I’m really weird. Or like a freak, but... I didn’t like it at first, but I have been starting to like acting like a little girl today and yesterday. I don’t know why it excites me, but I’ve been really enjoying being babied by you... what’s wrong with me?”

Dave began to laugh a little bit which shocked Sarah, until she realized he wasn’t laughing at her. “That’s all babygirl? I promise you, the fact that you are feeling that way does not make me like you less. In fact, it makes me like you that much more.”

Sarah’s mouth opened a little in shock. “It does?” Dave smiled again with a little nod before standing and placing one of his hands on Sarah’s shoulder.

“Sweetheart, let me explain to you what AB/DL stands for; and the community you’ve been missing out on.”

Sarah’s mind went a little wild as Dave explained it all to her. There was a whole community where what they’d been doing for two days was just... normal. Wearing diapers, and sucking on pacifiers, and calling their partners Mommy or Daddy. All of that and so much more; it was all just normal. She wasn’t crazy after all...

“Now babygirl,” Dave said after he’d been answering her questions for almost 20 minutes. “If you want to know more, we have all the time in the world to talk about it. But right now, we need to get you out of that saggy diaper and make sure you don’t get a rash.” Dave reached into his bag and pulled out another ‘Princess Rearz’ diaper. Dave gave her a little smirk, and spoke. His next words were more teasing than being serious.

“Do you wanna take care of it yourself, or do you want me to help you?”

Sarah found her cheeks burning red, but she already had decided on what her answer would be. “Well... I might have some trouble with the straps. I’ve never put a diaper on anyone, much less myself.” She showed her big bright eyes at him. “Maybe you should help me... Daddy.”

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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