"You can move faster than that Lexi," said Olivia. "We don't have all day you know."
I blushed and walked a bit faster. My diaper made a bit more noise now, but I realized as I stepped up to my washing machine, that I was probably the only one who could actually hear the crunching plastic around my hips. Half a dozen dryers hummed, and the swishing of the washers drowned out so much noise that I couldn't even hear Olivia talk to Sarah from ten feet away.
I'm worrying about nothing. I gathered up my sheets and dropped them into a dryer. But when it came time to turn the machine on, I hit a snag. "I forgot my quarters."
"What was that sweetie?" asked Olivia.
I turned around and held out my open hands. "I forgot the quarters. I can't turn the machine on."
Olivia sighed, then shook her head. "Well I don't have any change on me." She held out her hand. "Let's go back to the apartment and get your money."
"Wait," said Sarah as she dug into her purse. "I have a few quarters. I'll save you the trip."
Sarah dropped the coins into my hand.
"What do you say Lexi?" asked Olivia.
I blushed again as I looked up at my neighbor. "Thank you."
"You're very welcome," she replied. "Anything to help out such a cute little girl."
Olivia and Sarah both smiled at me while I fed the machine. As soon as the dryer hummed to life, I returned to Olivia's side.
"Ready to go?" she asked as she rubbed my back.
I nodded and started walking towards the door. But before I got more than a few steps away, Olivia grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
"Say goodbye to Miss Sarah sweetie. Be polite."
"Bye," I said quickly without making eye contact.
Olivia squeezed my hand. "You can do better than that little girl."
My stomach tensed as I looked up at Sarah. I could barely keep my eyes on hers as I struggled to get out the words Olivia wanted to hear.
"Goodbye Miss Sarah," I said softly. "Thank you for the quarters."
Olivia squeezed my hand again. "See? That wasn't so bad."
Olivia let my hand go and stepped in to hug Sarah. As they embraced, jealousy filled me. And that fire only grew hotter when Sarah dropped a kiss on Olivia's cheek.
"Can we go now?" I said loudly. "I'm hungry!"
Olivia giggled as she stepped away from Sarah. "We'll talk later," she told her as she pulled me towards the door. "Take it easy Sarah!"
I was never so glad to leave a room in my life. And as soon as we were out of eyesight, I stopped walking, pulling hard on Olivia's arm.
"What the hell was that?" I shouted. "Are you trying to humiliate me?"
Olivia giggled as she pulled me into a hug. "Maybe a little. But deep down, you know you like it."
"That's not funny! What if they found out?"
Olivia shrugged as she stepped back. "Would it matter if they knew?"
"Yes! I'm an adult being paraded around in a diaper! You just told them I was ten! Don't you think they'll freak out a little when they find out how old I really am?"
Olivia pressed a finger to my mouth. "If you don't want people finding out about your little secret, then you should probably quit yelling loud enough for everyone to hear."
Fear shot through me. I looked around, making sure no one was in earshot. "Sorry."
"You don't need to apologize. I'm not mad." Olivia took my hand once more. "Ready to go to lunch?"
My stomach grumbled. I hadn't eaten since yesterday. "Are you going to try and embarrass me again?"
She smiled as she pulled me towards the parking lot. "It's only embarrassing if you let it. You should relax and just try to go with it."
Go with it? I felt the diaper bunch between my legs as we walked. I kept track of where my skirt was at all times. And as we walked, I made sure no one was looking at me. How can I just go with it?
Olivia pulled me over to a black sedan and the car beeped as the door unlocked. My stomach tightened as I stared at the car. Fear surged through me as I looked up at Olivia, realizing that I was about to get into her car after knowing her for a couple of hours. But that fear faded away the second I heard my diaper crinkling. How could I be afraid of going to lunch when I'd already let her do so many thing to me?
She opened the door to the back seat, then stepped aside to let me in.
"I can't sit in the front?" I asked.
She shook her head and pointed towards the back. "Child safety laws and all that. Little ones need to sit in the back."
I blushed but didn't argue any further. As I slid into the back seat, I made sure my dress stayed in place around my legs. And as soon as I was sitting down, Olivia leaned over me, pulling the seatbelt across my body before buckling me in.
"I could have done that myself you know."
She kissed me lightly before pulling away, smiling playfully. "Just want to make sure my little girl is nice and secure."
The door closed. And as Olivia walked around the car, I looked around the backseat. My eyes locked on a package of unopened baby bottles lying halfway under the driver's seat. My stomach stirred as I thought about what it would be like to drink from one of the bottles. And the tingle grew stronger when I realized it was a very real possibility now.
Olivia entered the car. She adjusted the rear view mirror so she could look back at me. And even though I couldn't see her lips, I could tell by the way her eyes looked in the reflection that she was smiling at me.
"Ready to go?" she asked as she started the engine.
I nodded slowly, but had a question before we pulled away from the apartment complex.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked. "What's for lunch?"
Olivia chuckled as she threw the car into reverse. "It's a surprise. But I have a feeling that you'll have a good time. Just wait."
I leaned back in the car and looked out the window, watching my apartment complex fade into the distance. Two hours ago, I'd been an adult named Alex. But now... Now I had no idea how old I was. The only thing I knew for sure was that I didn't feel like an adult anymore. I was just a diapered little girl. And Olivia was my Mommy.
Chapter Seven
Twenty minutes later and I was standing in line, waiting to get my hand stamped so I could enter the restaurant. I looked past the rope line and saw the string of arcade machines just around the corner. Music pumped out from a dozen different speakers, turning into a wall of noise as we waited, hand in hand. And with each second that passed, my nervousness grew stronger.
I shouldn't be here. I thought as I looked around at the brightly colored room. I don't belong here.
Olivia pulled me forward.
"Welcome to Chuck E Cheese!" said a girl wearing a purple shirt with the trademark mouse on it. She smiled at me as she held up the stamper. "Can I see your hand for a second princess?"
Olivia pushed me forward. Nervously, I held out my hand.
The stamper rolled across my wrist, marking me with ultraviolet ink. The girl behind the rope stamped Olivia's wrist too, then pull the rope away and waived us into the restaurant.
"Have a fun time!"
"I feel weird," I said as I pulled on Olivia's arm. "I'm not supposed to be here."
She ran her hand across my back while we waited in line to order pizza. "You look the part. Now you just need to act your age sweetie. You can have a lot of fun here if you just relax."
My stomach tightened again as I watched kids of all ages run around the game floor. I felt so out of place in the noisy restaurant, but I knew Olivia was right. I did look the part to be here. And out of all the kids playing right now, I bet I was the only one still in diapers. That had to count for something right?
We left the counter with a number for our food, a couple of drink cups, and a small plastic container of dull, golden tokens. I walked behind Olivia as she led us to the soda fountains. My eyes locked on the Dr. Pepper dispenser, but Olivia had other ideas.
"Hi-C or pink lemonade?" she asked as she held my cup
under the fountainhead.
I pointed to the soda. "I like that one."
She just shook her head. "Well I didn't give you that choice. You can have Hi-C or you can have lemonade."
"I don't like either of those," I said with a pout. I felt ridiculous doing it, but I started to beg. "Please can I have Dr. Pepper?"
Olivia sighed. But instead of giving in, she chose for me. "If you don't want what I offered, then you can just have water."
I wanted to argue, but Olivia gave me a look as soon as I opened my mouth that told me to keep my thoughts inside. I stayed silent until we reached our table, set in the corner with a good view of the animatronics stage, and well away from the rest of the gathered families.
Olivia pushed a straw into the lid of my cup, then slid it over to me. "Drink up."
Grudgingly, I slid the straw into my mouth, sucking down as much water as I could. When my small cup was empty, I chewed on the tip of the straw and stared across the table at Olivia, taking her in. Part of me still couldn't believe this was happening, and I still felt a bit wrong for being so attracted to another girl, but I pushed those feelings away as soon as they popped up.
She caught me staring. "Do I have something on my face?"
"Just admiring the view," I responded. "It's a good one."
She giggled. "I think my view is better."
As we locked eyes, I felt her toes slide up my leg. She'd popped her foot from her shoe and now it was moving upwards slowly. I tensed as she smiled at me. But instead of pushing her touch away, I spread my legs a little wider, blushing deeply as I did. I looked around nervously, making sure no one was looking in our direction while Olivia's toes tickled the inside of my thigh.
I shivered as her foot disappeared under the hem of my dress. But as I bit my lip, waiting for something to happen, her toes found the seat of my diaper. I could feel her pressing against the plastic, but other than the tingle of fear from hearing the diaper crinkle, I didn't feel anything.
"Guess that's as far as we go," I said as I reached under the table and rubbed Olivia's leg. "It's not nice to tease people you know."
She shrugged and took a sip from her drink. "You think you're the only one being teased right now? I can't stop thinking about you."
Curiosity filled me. I leaned in and met Olivia's eyes. "What are you thinking about?"
She leaned back, blowing out a lungful of air. "I've been thinking about how pretty you are. And how lucky I am to have found you." She grinned wickedly. "And I'm thinking about those cute little nipples of yours. And how sweet you tasted earlier. I can't remember the last time I was this attracted to someone."
I blushed deeply. "I was thinking a lot of the same things. I had a boyfriend in high school, but I never felt like this when I was with him."
Olivia sighed as she sat back. "I had a boyfriend in high school too. He was the one who introduced me to all of this."
I sat up a little straighter. In a whisper, I asked, "You mean diapers?"
She nodded. "Some people find the fetish earlier than others. His parents were gone one night and he brought me over. I was a junior at the time. I thought I was in love, and I figured that night was the night I'd lose my virginity."
"But it wasn't was it?"
She shook her head. "He wanted to show me something. I had no idea what was going on, but he was so nervous. He was a senior and on the football team. He had the muscles, the looks, and the attitude. So it was weird seeing him shake like that."
She continued. "When we were up in his room, he told me right away that what he wanted wasn't normal. And I told him I didn't care. But when he pulled out a bag of diapers from under his bed, I nearly ran out of the room."
"Why didn't you?" I asked. "What made you stay?"
"I told you, I thought I was in love. So I listened to what he wanted. And even though I thought it was super weird at the time, I did what he wanted me to do."
"You put him in a diaper?" I asked. "That's when you became a Mommy?"
She shook her head. "Not exactly."
"Then what?"
Olivia held her breath for a moment. And when she let it back out, she told me everything.
"I let him change me. He undressed me for the first time. And after he was done staring at my naked body, he laid me down on the bed. I wore a diaper for him the rest of the night. Just a cheap store bought one, but still a diaper. And when his parents came home early, I had to run out the back, holding my pants in my hand. It was so embarrassing."
I couldn't keep the smile off my face. I tried to picture the woman sitting in front of me with no pants and a puffy diaper on. I choked back a laugh as I slapped my hand across my mouth.
"You wore diapers?" I shook my head. "I don't believe it."
"Well it's the truth," she replied. "And after that night, my boyfriend wanted more. When we went on dates, he'd bring a diaper. He'd change me in the back of his car before we went anywhere. Then one day he brought one to school."
"You didn't..."
Olivia grinned. "I did. I was wearing a skirt that day too. And every time I'd see him, I'd lift up my skirt so he could see."
"So then what happened? How did you go from wearing diapers to being a professional Mommy?"
"It didn't take me too long to get used to his fetish. And I loved seeing how horny he became when I slipped into a diaper for him. I lost my virginity in the back of his car the second time I put a diaper on. And soon enough, I wanted to wear diapers just to tease him. I wanted him so worked up that I was all he thought about. I started making him wait for sex. I wanted to see how long he would hold out before just taking control and fucking me."
She sighed. "But he never did. No matter how much I teased him, he wouldn't rip my diaper off. So I started pushing him further. I sat in class all day, thinking about things I'd make him do. And once we were alone, I started bending him. Small stuff at first, like kissing my toes or sucking on my nipples."
Her smile took on a sinister edge. "But then I had him crawling to me. I made him beg. When he didn't ask correctly, I'd spank him. I just kept adding on. I wanted to know how far I could push him. Then one day while we were both in his room, I had him naked on all fours. He was panting like a dog in heat. That's when I got the idea. I took off my diaper and made him lay down. Then I sealed him up in the same diaper I'd been wearing for hours."
Holy shit. My whole body tingled. "That's kind of hot."
Olivia grinned. "I thought so too. That night our whole relationship flipped. I told him to show up at school the next day wearing a diaper if he still wanted to go out with me. And sure enough, he came to school with padding. I was hooked at that point. I never wore another diaper for him, but he spent the rest of his senior year wearing one for me."
"What happened to him?" I asked. My whole body was humming. I wanted to hear more.
She shrugged. "He went off to college. Life went back to normal for awhile after that. But like I told you this morning, once you flip that switch, you can't turn it back off. I went through a string of boyfriends after that. And with each one, I tried to break them down. I got off on humiliating them. Dominating them. By my second year of college, half the school knew I liked to break boys."
My cheeks burned as I pressed my thighs together, forcing the diaper between my legs to bunch up. While Olivia talked, I rolled my hips, driving the diaper into my crotch. Every word from her made me a little hornier. And hearing about how she broke down grown men made me feel a little more normal somehow as I sat in my diaper.
"I found my first job on Craigslist. Some businessman wanted a woman to spank his ass and call him dirty names. Sounded like something I could do, and I needed the money. I started as a dominatrix. I had the black leather and the high heeled boots and the flog. But that got boring quick. So I slowly started working diapers into my sessions. And since it was so humiliating, my clients ate it right up."
"What happened next?" I asked.
My clit was tingling like
mad. Slowly, slyly, I snuck a hand under the table and pressed it against my diaper. As quietly as I could, I rubbed myself through the thick padding.
"What happened next was that I got really good at it all. Within a year I had a dozen clients. Most of them were wearing diapers when I visited them. And after the diapers, I added pacifiers. Bibs. Bottles. I made grown men crawl and cry. I shaved their beards and their balls. I watched as they wet themselves and I took pictures when they were finished. I made enough that year to pay my tuition and my rent. And all without sleeping with a single one of them."
Olivia leaned in and smiled wickedly. "I got really good at teasing my clients. I'd bring them right to the edge of an orgasm just by talking to them. They'd do anything they could to try and get it, but I'd just slap their hands away and spank them for being naughty."
She took another sip from her drink as she slid her foot on top of mine. "How close are you right now Alexia? Do I need to spank you too?"
I froze. My eyes went wide as I looked across the table. And as Olivia watched, I slid my hand out from between my legs while my cheeks lit up like a Christmas tree. "How did you know?"
She shrugged as she played with her straw. "Everyone makes the same face. Girls or guys, it doesn't matter. That look of concentration even though you don't seem to be staring at anything. The way you breathe. The little vein in your neck. How you lick your lips. Even the color of your cheeks. I'm really good at what I do Alexia."
"Sorry," I said as I place both my hand back onto the table. "I got excited."
Olivia took my hands in hers. "That's a good thing. I'd rather have you horny than upset. I can work with horny."
I blushed even deeper as I stared down at the table. And just to up the awkwardness of the moment, a waiter stopped at our table holding a pizza.
"Pepperoni and sausage?" he asked even as he dropped the pizza pan in the middle of our table. As he walked away, he smiled at us. "Enjoy ladies."
Olivia loaded up her plate with pizza, and smiled at me as she dug in. With her mouth full, she started talking. "Most people think it's crappy pizza, but I kind of like it."
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