Claire-Bear - Part 2 (Patreon)

Claire’s eyes went super wide as she stared at herself. She could feel her heart start pumping faster and her palms were getting sweaty. She was naked except for her bra, shirt, and her new diaper.

“Oh my god...” She uttered out softly. “I love these...”

Claire couldn’t believe it! She loved them! They looked so so cute! She had never felt more free and smol in her life! She could feel and see in the mirror how much she was blushing. She felt so cute that she immediately knew this was only the beginning for her.

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For the next 6 months Little Claire continued to explore her new Little side. She wore diapers almost 24/7 when she came home from work, and she even snuck a few under her dresses a few times when she was brave enough to go to work in them.

It took her a while to finally force herself to try using them. The first time she ever did she had to sit on the toilet in nothing but her diaper for almost twenty minutes before her potty training finally allowed her to break through years of practice and pee her diaper. Saying the feeling of doing it for the first time was amazing... understatement of the year. It was difficult for her, a former high school dance team member, to get herself to do something so incredibly infantile; but once she’d convinced her body to do it a few times (And she was reassured by the fact that it took A LOT of pee to get her diapers to leak.) it was a lot easier to start doing it on a more regular basis.

Getting herself to finally go #2 in them was a million times more challenging; but eventually, while lying on her bed with her little padded butt sticking up in the air, she pushed herself (Literally.) and felt the mushy squishy mess fill up the space in her diaper, causing it to sag. She was shocked by how much she didn’t even mind doing that. In fact, she thought with a mischievous smirk, she kinda loved doing that too. As she leaned back and sat down on her newly squishy behind she could hardly believe she’d actually done it. Gosh, if only her fellow high school dancers could see her now... her cheeks burned with embarrassment at the thought.

Besides her diapers, Claire continued the ageplay lifestyle more and more by buying herself pacifiers, some ageplay clothing, and even making a Tumblr page with photos of herself. (Though it made her unbelievably nervous to show off her face.)

The more she started to share this part of her life with the community that had inspired her to try it in the first place, the more she realized something important. As much as she adored every minute of what she was doing, the only thing that could make it even better was someone else to share it with.

So... she started talking to people. Sitting at her computer desk in her free-time, usually while she was wearing a diaper and sucking on one of her pacifiers, she would pull up different applications and different websites where she would talk to guys and girls about the kinds of things they liked and what they were looking for in a partner. She received endless messages from people who clearly only wanted to talk to her because she was cute and pretty. She wanted to find someone she could have real awesome conversations with, someone who really understood her.

Finally, she decided on something that she had kinda been against at first. She decided to put herself out there on a website that found matches for Littles and Caregivers. It was a tough decision but for her profile picture she decided to use one from her third day ever wearing a diaper. She had just thought the picture was so cute. She’d set her camera up on a tripod and had been wearing nothing but one of her favorite shirts, the rainbow necklace her sister had made her, a diaper, socks, and her Velcro sneakers while holding one of her many bears from her collection.

When the website asked her sexual partner preference, Claire found herself hesitating. All throughout high school she had never felt herself having any lesbian interests, but as she had grown more intrigued by her ageplay side, the idea of another girl being her dominant caregiver excited her even more.

As she answered the question, she could only get herself to pick Bisexual, but deep in her mind she knew she was much more intrigued by the responses she was going to get from women...

Days went by with at least a hundred responses from interested dudes, most of them almost immediately asking her for sex. Claire didn’t care about any of those, and deleted most of the responses. She kept her eyes out for just one message that she was interested in... and finally... she got it.
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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