Rainbow Diapers

"Hi Sandy, Kayla here is all set from her first session. She has made quite a bit of progress but still has a long ways to go. If you'll allow me to speak with you in my office for just a moment. Kayla can play quietly in the corner. This wont take long. Then Kayla has something she needs yo tell you dont you kayla?" Dr. Joy smiles warmly and softly speaks to Sandy before ushering the almost waddling Kayla to the play corner as Sandy and Dr. Joy enter the small office joined to the room.  Their conversation is not loud, no true emotions where heard, Kayla probably heard some words sitting by the door with the toys. The word diaper was said a lot along with big and little.  When the women left the office they looked down at little kayla, her diaper peaking out under her skirt as she sat with the toys. The tiny teen looked much less teenager like.  "Now Kayla, do you remember what your supposed to tell your step mommy?" Dr. Joy says softly as if coaching a small child who needed a confidence boost to speak up.

Livy's anxieties and panic get the best of her and she runs to find a place to hide. Unfortunately, Landon is not used to a Little who requires comfort, she's used to Robyn... Speaking of Robyn, after freaking out and running away from Dan, she finds herself holed up in the nursery. Dan, as sensitively as he can, comes to find out what's wrong. ---  I am only able to pay the bills, keep the lights, put food in the fridge and keep my butt in nappies through the generous support of those who enjoy my stories. I have both a SubscribeStar AND a Ream page, both get the same content, and the wonderful subscribers are all able to read every story update I write a full week before anyone else. Not only that, but at the $10 tier there are 29 stories EXCLUSIVELY available to subscribers. There's also the opportunity to have big discounts on commissions and even free stories written for you at the other tiers.  I deeply, deeply appreciate everyone who supports me by subscribing. It really means the world. This is my only source of income and my subscribers allow me to dedicate my time to writing and posting more stories for everyone. If you have the spare funds and wish to find out more, you can visit either of my subscriber pages. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy ---  Livy was practically shaking by the time they reached Landon’s next stop. She felt exhausted. Her emotional walls had crumbled, the bricks had turned to dust and all that was left was a little girl waving a white flag as the invading armies surrounded her. The coping methods had failed. The attempt to prove she could be mature had failed. The hope of earning the respect of Landon had failed. More than anything in the world Livy wanted to go home. She was about to ask Landon if they could do just that when they had arrived at this, their apparent final stop. Landon was now smiling at Livy as she pointed at an admittedly gorgeous dress in the window. “What girls’ day out would be complete without some clothes shopping!” Landon said. Livy couldn’t even muster a smile. Her brain had seized up and all she could do was operate on instinct. She was less a person and more an automaton following instructions. Landon lingered for a second before turning and opening the door for Livy. “Now we aren’t rich, but if you see something you like, let me know.” Landon said, “We can probably make it happen.” Livy walked inside. Normally getting out of public would bring Livy some solace from her anxiety, as she walked inside and looked around, she felt no relief at all. It was like an alien world; this shop was nothing like the chain stores that Livy usually browsed. It all looked so expensive that Livy was afraid to touch anything lest she ruin it. Even walking on the carpet felt like a risk none of them should be taking. The music playing over the speakers wasn’t particularly loud, but the bassline seemed to be causing Livy’s head to vibrate. It felt hard to think. There were a lot of people in there too, making it feel crowded even though it was a large store. Livy was being bombarded by the voices of them all, as if each one was a separate nail on a chalkboard. It was too bright. Lights seemed to cover the whole ceiling, and they were dazzling, making the colours of the clothes seem much more vibrant. Livy looked at the carpet as her heart hammered. She looked down at her hand and saw it trembling, she quickly grabbed it with the other one. “I want you to look at this.” Landon said as she walked past Livy and into the store. Livy followed automatically but without looking up from the floor. It felt like the further into the store she walked, the louder the sensations became. Every nerve had become ultra-sensitive to the point that even her clothes rubbing on her skin was making her feel sick. “Don’t you think this would look wonderful on you?” Landon asked as she unhooked a light purple dress from the rack. “I…” Livy couldn’t say any more than that. She had looked up at the desk and instantly become dizzy. “Ooh, actually, THAT looks even better!” Landon said as she unhooked another nearby dress, this one white with large black spots. The music seemed to have been turned up. She could feel every pore in her skin sweating, to the point that her hair was becoming matted to her forehead. Her diaper was starting to feel very wet, but she knew she hadn’t wet it recently. Thinking about her diaper was a huge mistake for Livy. As soon as her mind turned to her underwear it started to feel bigger and bulkier, more obvious than anything in the world. Livy took a step backwards as a fresh wave of panic threatened to topple her. That girl waving the white flag was looking up at a soldier raising a sword above his head. “Well, do you like it?” Landon asked. She was looking at the dress. Livy wasn’t sure if she’d turned away from it since picking it up. Livy just stared, unable to process anything. It felt like she was literally melting down. The only thing her brain would think about was getting out of the situation as soon as possible. Everything else was secondary. “Landon? I thought that was you!” A voice from behind Landon said. Landon turned around and hung the hanger back on the rack as she enthusiastically greeted someone she apparently knew. Livy was turning and heading for the exit of the store before she even realised it was happening. Her brain had lost all reason and was looking for a way to get Livy out of the situation. Everything and everyone were a threat. She couldn’t do it. She needed to get out of there. She needed Dan. Landon hated her. Everyone hated her. “Miss, let me guess… Looking for something for a party?” A young man, an employee, had stepped in front of Livy and stopped her from leaving. Livy opened her mouth, but she didn’t say anything. Couldn’t say anything. She was frozen. Part of her was glad that she couldn’t speak because if she did, she was almost sure she would be screaming for her Daddy. “Let me show you something I think you’ll like.” The man said as he held out his arms to guide Livy. Livy almost fell over as the world spun around her. It was too much. Everyone wanted too much. Couldn’t they see that she couldn’t think? Couldn’t they see she was just a pathetic baby? Like the automaton she had become, Livy followed the man’s instructions until he held up a dress. This one was strapless and a deep red, something seen on movie stars and models, not people like Livy. “What do you think?” The man asked with a toothy grin. The man had perfect teeth. Livy couldn’t stop staring. Her own teeth weren’t good, certainly not like this man’s. He’d asked her a question and yet she couldn’t stop focusing on the man’s teeth. Another symbol of her inferiority. Landon had great teeth. The man had asked her a question, hadn’t he? Why couldn’t Livy remember it when it had only been seconds ago? Was she losing her mind? It felt like she was. “Miss?” The man’s teeth disappeared as his smile faltered. Livy had stumbled back into the rack behind her. She looked at the man. He was nothing more than another example of how she couldn’t function in the real world. A simple conversation that happened a million times a day all over the world and Livy couldn’t cope. She couldn’t cope. She couldn’t cope. SHE COULDN’T COPE! Livy turned and ran. She was letting out a long noise high-pitched but quiet noise. A whine that threatened to turn into a scream at any second. She reached the door and looked outside. It looked so busy. She couldn’t face it. There was no safe place. Livy was completely unmoored, lost in a stormy sea and she was going to drown at any moment. Livy turned on the spot until she saw a circular rack. Without thinking for a second, she dived past the dresses and practically collapsed in the small space in the middle. She dropped on to her butt with her knees in front of her and hugged them close to her chest. She tried to make herself as small as a human could be and buried her face against her legs to hide from the world. She sobbed. Where was Dan? She needed him. She needed to be cuddled and taken home. The world outside felt like it was crushing down upon her. The curtain of clothes that surrounded her was all that was keeping the monsters at bay. She trembled and kept her face hidden. No one disturbed her, and she was very thankful for that. One, maybe two, minutes passed, and Livy was alone. “In there?” Landon’s voice caused Livy’s heart to race. “I believe so, ma’am.” The employee said, “She just sort of… ran in there.” Livy needed her hiding place. It was almost pleasant in there. She was hidden from the lights and the wall of fabric seemed to dampen the noise a bit. Footsteps approached the clothes, Livy knew they were Landon’s. She scooted back as far as the small space would allow until she was causing the dresses behind her to bulge out. The dresses in front of Livy parted and Landon looked in on her, she looked very frustrated. Behind her there was a crowd, people who had no doubt seen Livy acting so strangely. “What are you doing?” Landon’s voice had an edge it didn’t have earlier in the day. “I don’t… I can’t…” The small respite had given Livy some of her brainpower back, it wasn’t enough to form full sentences though. “Get out of there.” Landon said as she held the dresses apart and made a space. Livy looked out at the bright lights, the loud noises, and the staring people. She felt the panic threatening to boil over yet again. She shook her head and lowered her face to her knees so that just her eyes were poking up over the top. “No? What do you mean “no”?” Landon asked. She stood up and Livy could see her lifting a hand up to her face, presumably trying to work out what was going on with her. There were a few seconds where Livy though maybe she would get her wish and be left alone. Then Landon leaned back down. Her face had hardened; she looked more like a particularly serious teacher than anything else. “Livy.” Landon said with a note of warning. Her voice remained low so she wouldn’t be overheard, “Do you want a spanking right here?” Livy felt her stomach flip. She hated spankings. The thought of the humiliation had her on the verge of hyperventilating. Her arms clutched her knees so tightly that her fingers were turning right. She just stared up at Landon like a frightened animal. Landon waited a few seconds and then closed her eyes, letting out a deep sigh. “Why are you being so embarrassing?” Landon asked with clear frustration. It was almost a throwaway comment. Not one meant to mean anything, just an expression of frustration. Livy knew that. She also knew that the moment she heard those words coming from Landon it felt like someone had opened the door and let all the emotions come charging into her brain. The little girl in her head saw the man with the sword slicing down at her. Livy burst into tears so suddenly it seemed to make Landon jump. The emotions she had desperately fought to hide the whole morning poured out of her in sobs that were so long and hard that she could barely breathe. Landon’s face turned to one of concern and shock. It didn’t matter. It was over. Livy had to get out of there; it wasn’t safe. Livy scrambled to her feet and pushed past Landon, feeling fingers trying to grab her arm, and ran straight for the door. She pushed it open with such power that the handle nearly broke the window. Livy didn’t care though. She was crying harder than she had in a very long time and running down the pavement. --- Robyn closed the door to the nursery. She was breathing hard as she backed away from it. She didn’t know what was happening. She couldn’t stop shaking and it felt like her stomach was somehow floating up towards her throat. There was an energy coursing through her that demanded to be burned off. She started pacing up and down the room as she tried to get her racing mind to slow down. “Think…” Robyn said to herself, “Just… think.” The spanking was incredible. It had been a long time since Robyn had been spanked by a man, it was certainly the first time it had happened in a scenario she was comfortable with. The first time anyone other than Landon had punished her for a long time. Robyn had initially been shocked that Dan could do what he did. She wasn’t scared by him or worried he would really hurt her, but she had all but given up the idea that he might have had a domineering side. Just when she felt she had him sussed out he pulled something totally unexpected out of the bag. Her backside was stinging and throbbing, and she was as wet as she ever had been before. Then Robyn had turned around and seen… Robyn felt her heart race again as she continued to wear out the carpet in a line between the crib and the window. Men had always intimidated her. There had been incidents of men taking advantage of her when in Little space from the moment she knew what Little space was. Men who saw her being submissive as being open season to do whatever they wanted to her, safe words be damned. The only reason Dan hadn’t freaked out before was that Landon vouched for him, and Robyn trusted Landon more than anyone. Even being changed by him was fine after seeing him change Livy so often. She had learnt to trust him despite his gender. But then she saw… Robyn swallowed hard. She felt confused and scared. In her mind, Dan had been safe because he was basically sexless, he had done all the things you do with Littles and not gotten visibly aroused or taken things too far with Livy. When Robyn first moved in, she was very shy around Dan, it took a long time for her to become confident with him. Only Landon really knew the reasons it was nearly always Landon changing her, on the few occasions it was Dan she always made sure Landon was there, just in case. Robyn had made Landon promise not to tell anyone else, just to let her deal with it. Robyn got to the point where she was comfortable alone with Dan, comfortable being Little around, comfortable being bratty. She had been giddy about being spanked by him. Then she saw… “But you wanted it.” said a voice in Robyn’s head, “Even now, you want it” Robyn hadn’t stopped pacing. She lowered a hand between her legs. Yes, she still wanted it. But when she saw Dan being aroused something made her get up and run away. She had been egging him on, wiggling her ass at him and encouraging him, even when he slid his finger between her lips. If she could let him do that, why had seeing the bulge in his pants done this to her. It was like a curse. Robyn was interested in men, at least theoretically, she’d never had full sex with one. Not even the men who had taken advantage of her when she was younger took it that far. She had always wanted to know what having a man inside her would feel like, and she thought Dan could be that man, right up until the moment it felt like it might become real. “Robyn?” Dan’s voice came from the door and was followed by some knocks. “I’m… I’m in here.” Robyn answered as she continued to pace. She knew it was a stupid response as soon as she said it, he was knocking on the door, presumably he knew she was inside. “May I come in?” Dan asked. Robyn nodded her head. Then she realised Dan couldn’t see her and called out in the affirmative. She didn’t look over as the door open and Dan slid in almost silently, he left the door open behind him, presumably to give her a place to go if she felt the need to bolt again. Dan was so thoughtful. “Robyn, I’m… God, I’m so sorry.” Dan sounded like he was on the verge of tears, “I thought you wanted… I can’t believe what I did. I can’t believe I spanked you so hard, that I HURT you. Then I… I…” Robyn was hearing what Dan was saying, but she didn’t feel able to respond. Her mind wouldn’t settle down and it was still bouncing from subject to subject. She couldn’t stop thinking of the spanking, more of which she craved despite the pain. She kept thinking about Dan’s crotch, and what she had almost seen. But most of all, Robyn couldn’t stop thinking about how horny she was despite all the turmoil that felt like a whirlwind in her head. Robyn reached the crib on one of her many laps and she finally stopped. She turned her back to the bars and then slid down until she was sitting on the floor. She looked out at the room and saw Dan looking at her uneasily. She suddenly realised that she was completely naked whilst he was fully clothed, she smiled and looked down at the carpet. Dan started to slowly edge across towards her as if she was a wild animal that he was trying to catch. Robyn stayed where she was, her mind still thinking about Dan’s pants and, to be precise, what was under them. Dan continued to say sorry and ask if Robyn was OK as he made slow progress towards her. Robyn didn’t look up. She didn’t like the apologies at all. She wasn’t used to it. If Landon were there and Robyn had freaked out like this, she was sure that Landon would’ve known that what she needed was to be told what to do, maybe get held down, definitely confront the turmoil and figure it out. When Robyn had first opened up about some of the more troubled parts of her past, she’d started feeling a little like this, but Landon had seen it coming. They talked about it whilst Robyn was spanked with a paddle. Landon had said she saw that Robyn needed to let her emotions out but that talking about what had happened wasn’t doing it. Being spanked allowed Robyn to cry as they talked about things that hurt her. When they cuddled, it was as aftercare from a quite intense session, not as therapy. Dan had finally crossed the room and, leaving plenty of space, sat down against the crib as well. Robyn couldn’t help herself; she snuck a glance sideways at his waist. It seemed that he had calmed down since the spanking. Robyn felt strangely disappointed. “I’m sorry.” Dan said again. Robyn was so confused by her reaction in the master bedroom that she still didn’t respond. Answering Dan seemed to be pretty low on her list of priorities compared to working out just what had happened. “I know I’ve ruined everything but… could you at least tell me that you’re alright?” Dan asked tentatively, “Do you want me to call Landon or…?” “I’m… I think I’m alright.” Robyn replied quietly. Dan’s first sentence had almost been like an order and that seemed to focus her mind a little. It certainly cut through the maelstrom of thoughts in a way that the apologies hadn’t. “Can I hug you?” Dan asked after a few seconds. Robyn was back to not responding. It seemed strange to her that he would ask. He was the dominant, wasn’t he? If he wanted to hug her, he could just do it. That’s what all the other guys did. Dan may have been a nice guy, but he was still a guy. Robyn didn’t want to be asked things like that, she wanted people to make those decisions for her, she just wanted it to be people she trusted doing things that wouldn’t hurt her. Well, that wouldn’t hurt her more than she wanted at least. “Livy says I’m a great cuddler.” Dan said after a small silence that seemed to stretch out, “One of the best…” After Robyn remained silent, Dan slowly shifted his position until he was closer to her. Robyn could see him moving bit by bit, giving her all the time in the world to stop him if she wanted to. She didn’t really move. Not even when Dan’s arm went around her shoulders, she didn’t flinch as she was gently leaned against Dan’s side, the other arm coming around and basically enclosing her. Dan WAS good at cuddles. Robyn could immediately understand why Livy reacted so well to them, how they fixed whatever was making her sad or anxious. Dan’s arms felt strong, he brought you into close proximity until you could feel his body heat and smell his skin. He seemed to block out everything that the outside world could throw at you. Yes, Robyn understood well that Livy very often needed exactly that. Robyn also knew that she didn’t. If Dan was expecting Robyn to suddenly open up to him about what was going on he was sorely disappointed. Robyn wasn’t going to claim her eyes didn’t get a bit teary, but she didn’t burst into tears like she thought Dan was expecting. She simply leaned against Dan and enjoyed the warmth on her naked body. She was only there for a few seconds, though it felt longer, before she pulled away. She remained where she was, right next to Dan, but free of his embrace. “Thanks.” Robyn said rather emotionlessly. Dan pulled his arms away and looked at the floor in the centre of the room. Robyn could practically see the gears turning in his head. She knew what he wanted to ask, but he couldn’t find a way of bringing it up without risking her running away again. She took a deep breath. She focused on the stinging in her butt; it was that pain more than the cuddle that was going to make her open up. She pressed herself into the carpet to feel the bruising. “When I was eighteen, just a couple of months after my birthday, I went to see a Daddy.” Robyn said. Her voice was quiet but in the silent room it still seemed to echo around them, “I made basically every mistake you can think of.” Robyn shifted so she was facing Dan. Not just to talk to him, but also because she wanted to be seen by him. Despite it all, she was still very horny from the spanking, every radiating pulse of pain from her butt seeming to kindle the fires right behind her private area. Dan turned to mirror her position, his legs crossed. “I was young and stupid. We met at his house, in the city, and I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. To be frank, I was terrified that my parents would find out what I was up to.” Robyn continued, “We didn’t meet in a public place, and no one knew where I was. We didn’t set up boundaries or safe words. I was too excited and stupid for all that.” “Oh…” Dan wasn’t as immersed in the kink world as Robyn, but he could clearly see the errors a mile away. “So, I showed up, he invited me in, and we got straight to it.” Robyn said, “He put me in a diaper, fed me dinner, it was everything I wanted. Then he said I’d been naughty, I can’t remember why, not sure if it was something I did or if he was making something up. Regardless, he spanked me. Now, I’m sure you’ve noticed that I don’t mind being spanked.” Dan let out a little chuckle as Robyn let a smile curl her lips for a second before continuing. “He took it further than I wanted.” Robyn said, “I cried.” “Robyn, I…” Dan started. “No. You’re spanking didn’t do this.” Robyn quickly clarified, “No, I loved that. I knew my safe word, if I wanted to stop you I would’ve.” Dan nodded his head. “I cried, and I asked him to stop. Then I told him to stop. Then I begged him to stop.” Robyn’s voice shook a little, “By the time he finally let me up I had nearly passed out. His idea of aftercare was getting me a bottle and leaving me in the bed. I spent the weekend there, after that spanking it wasn’t fun anymore, but I didn’t leave.” “Did he…?” Dan started. Tailing off before he finished saying what Robyn already knew he was going to ask. “No.” Robyn shook her head, “He didn’t do anything else. In fact, the rest of my time there he was lovely. You would have had no idea that I could barely sit for a week because of him.” Robyn took a breath. “I kind of got a skewed idea of what the Big – Little dynamic was supposed to be from that.” Robyn said, “I didn’t see that Daddy again, but I did have “dates” with three others before I turned nineteen, and they all had problems with boundaries. The issue was that I had no idea I should expect more from them, that I had to assert myself. Hell, that I had to protect myself. All things considered I was very lucky.” Robyn looked up from the floor and straight at Dan for the first time since he walked in. He seemed almost more upset than she was. “I would never have overstepped the boundaries.” Dan said. “I know.” Robyn replied with a smile, “And it took a lot of time and effort from my therapist and Landon to get me in a position where I could trust you like I do. To hell with it, I may as well tell you everything.” “Only if you want.” Dan said quickly. “The truth is, I’ve only ever been with women before.” Robyn could feel a slight blush creeping up her cheek, “But I’ve always been very curious about guys. I’ve never slept with a man, I’ve never trusted a man until I met you. Why did I run away? I don’t know. I think, in that split second when I saw you getting ready, I… just had this instinctive reaction that I needed to get out. A lot of stuff that I wasn’t expecting came up.” “I understand.” Dan reached forwards and held Robyn’s hands, “Look, I was reading your body language and thought you wanted more. I wasn’t really thinking…” “No, you were right.” Robyn said simply, “I did want more. I mean, I DO want more.” There was an awkward silence. Robyn didn’t know if she was going too far. She was sure Dan was confused about what she wanted. After taking so long to basically goad Dan into being dominant earlier, Robyn was under no illusions that the ship may already have sailed, especially if Dan thought she was too delicate. An idea she hated for others to think of her. “Can I give you another cuddle?” Dan asked cautiously. “I don’t need a cuddle.” Robyn said. “Are you sure? Like I said, Livy thinks…” Dan started. “In a lot of ways, me and Livy are VERY different people.” Robyn smiled, “I love the girl, but what she needs and what I need are often very different things.” “OK, what do you need?” Dan asked. Robyn looked Dan in the eyes. She wondered if she was going to suggest what she really wanted to do. She couldn’t be certain she wouldn’t just freak out again, she didn’t think she would, but she didn’t think she was going to run away the first time either. She swallowed and licked her lips. “I… I want to experiment.” Robyn said, “With you.” Dan’s eyes widened and he stammered a few mumbled lines. Robyn had to admit the way he got flustered was very cute. He may not have often been the most dominant Daddy of all time, but he could see exactly why Livy fell head over heels in love with him. “I don’t know…” Dan reached a hand around to the back of his neck and looked down. Whether it was at the floor or Robyn’s vagina, she couldn’t be sure, “I’m worried about what Livy and Landon would think… And after everything that just happened, everything you told me… I don’t want to take advantage of you or anything.” “First of all, you wouldn’t be taking advantage of me. What I’ve been trying to say is that you are nothing like those other guys and that’s one of the things I love about you.” Robyn said. Robyn realised she used the word “love” and whilst she wasn’t saying she loved Dan directly, the implication was there. She saw that Dan noticed it too, his eyes widened a little. She could only imagine what he was thinking. “Second of all… We are a polycule, silly.” Robyn said. Some of her playfulness recovering as the panic attack subsided, “They would be happy for us. Heck, I hope Landon and Livy end up in bed together too!” Dan’s eyes looked set to pop out of his head for a second. He leaned back and chuckled. Robyn understood it was difficult to feel like you weren’t cheating, or that the others wouldn’t be upset, but their relationship was supposed to be open with one another. They should be comfortable sleeping with anyone else in the relationship and Robyn had slept with all of them… except Dan. “And third of all… I’m not like Livy. Cuddling and some quiet time helps her to feel better, I know that. That’s not how I work though. I need the hard stuff to help me process things.” Robyn said, “A cuddle and playing with toys is nice but it’s not what I NEED.” Dan shifted in his seat. It was clear he was being won over, not that much convincing was necessary. Robyn already knew Livy would be fine with it, and Landon hadn’t expressly told Robyn to go for it, but it was pretty clear she’d be happy for them. Robyn wasn’t lying about what she needed either. She loved Livy, but she wasn’t like her, she needed things to be very different. Her Little space was markedly different from Livy’s. “Which is why I want to… experiment.” Robyn continued, “I’ve been curious about guys since I started having sexual thoughts, and you are the best guy there is.” “Just so we’re clear… We aren’t talking about cuddles?” Dan said. His mouth twitching in a smile, “Seriously, I don’t want another miscommunication or anything, so just tell me straight up what you want.” Robyn got on to her knees and sidled forwards until her body was practically pressing against Dan’s. She reached out a hand and placed it on the crotch of Dan’s pants, feeling the already semi-erect cock underneath and feeling a surge of excitement in her lower belly. “I need to be fucked.” Robyn said in a voice only a little louder than a whisper. Dan almost audibly swallowed as Robyn bit her bottom lip and stared into his eyes. She could almost see a little bit of that controlled dominance, the tamed wildness that had spanked her earlier, appearing behind Dan’s eyes and she loved it. Dan’s hands went out and took Robyn’s. “Language, young lady.” Dan said in a deeper and huskier voice than anything that had preceded it. ---  If you have enjoyed this start and want to see the CONCLUSION RIGHT AWAY, you can do so at either of the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mlsyc4p9f42661/chapter/mo1ayen2def54c8 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2446010

Wholesome and sweet a balanced relationship and quite realistic.

Chapter 5 : Morning came softly.   Chris stirred awake under the gentle weight of his blankets, sunlight peeking through the curtains in thin, golden lines. For a moment, he just lay there, letting himself exist in that quiet in-between—half-asleep, half-aware. Then reality settled back in, along with the memory of yesterday.   The park. Bill. The walk home.   Chris swallowed, his chest tightening slightly.   …okay. One thing at a time.   He shifted, becoming aware of himself again. His padding was damp—noticeably used, but not uncomfortable. It grounded him in a strange way, something familiar and steady to start the day.   At least that’s manageable…   He pushed the covers back and sat up, running a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly.   You’re fine. It’s a new day.   That thought helped. A little.   After getting himself cleaned up and dressed—taking extra care this time, more aware than usual—Chris paused in front of the mirror. He studied himself for a second, like he was trying to gauge how much of yesterday still showed.   You don’t look any different…   But he felt different.   Still, he wasn’t going to hide all day.   “I need coffee,” he muttered under his breath.   That decided it.   —   The air outside still carried that crisp autumn edge, but the sunlight gave it a softer feel than the day before. Chris kept his hands in his pockets as he walked down the street toward the small café he liked—a simple place, warm and quiet, nothing overwhelming.   Just coffee. Maybe a donut. Sit for a bit. That’s it.   He rounded the corner—   —and stopped.   Bill.   Standing just outside the café.   Chris’s heart skipped.   Of course… of course it’s him.   For a split second, Chris considered turning around. Pretending he hadn’t seen him.   But it was too late.   Bill looked up—and smiled.   “Hey,” he said, easy and natural, like nothing in the world was complicated.   Chris hesitated, then forced a small smile back. “Hey…”   They closed the small distance between them.   “What’re you up to?” Bill asked.   “Uh—just… heading in. Coffee, donut,” Chris replied, trying to keep his voice steady. “You?”   Bill gave a small chuckle. “Same, actually.”   There was a brief pause—one that carried more weight for Chris than it probably did for Bill.   “Want to go in together?” Bill added.   Chris nodded. “Yeah… sure.”   —   Inside, the café was warm and filled with the comforting smell of coffee and fresh pastries. The low hum of conversation and the soft clink of cups created a calm backdrop.   They ordered—simple, easy—and then found a small table near the window.   Chris sat across from Bill, his hands wrapped loosely around his coffee cup when it arrived, more for something to do than anything else.   There was a moment.   And then Bill spoke.   “Hey,” he started gently.   Chris’s stomach tightened.   “I just… wanted to say something about yesterday.”   Chris’s grip on the cup tightened slightly.   Here it comes…   “I’m sorry about what happened at the park,” Bill continued, his voice calm, steady. “I didn’t want to say anything out there. Didn’t feel right.”   Chris didn’t respond. He couldn’t—not yet. His mind was racing, heart picking up again.   He saw. He definitely saw…   Bill leaned forward just slightly, his tone soft but sincere.   “But… I just want you to know—it’s okay. Really.”   Chris blinked, his eyes flicking up for a second before dropping again.   No judgment. No weird tone. Just… calm.   …what?   He gave a small, almost automatic nod, still processing.   Bill didn’t push further. He let the moment breathe.   Chris took a sip of his coffee, trying to steady himself—and his hand slipped just enough that a bit of it spilled over the edge, splashing onto the table.   “Oh—sorry—” Chris blurted, immediately flustered.   “It’s alright, I got it,” Bill said quickly, grabbing a napkin and helping to wipe it up.   The simple act—so casual, so unbothered—made Chris’s chest tighten again, but this time for a different reason.   Why is he being so nice…?   The attention, the closeness, the kindness—it was a lot all at once. Chris felt his nerves spike, that familiar anxious energy bubbling up.   And with it, a small, involuntary loss of control.   He froze for just a second.   …not again. Please not again…   But it was subtle. Not enough to show. Just enough for him to notice.   Heat crept up his neck.   Bill, if he noticed anything, didn’t react. He just finished cleaning up and sat back like nothing had happened.   “See? Crisis averted,” Bill said lightly.   Chris let out a shaky breath, managing a small, embarrassed smile.   “Yeah… thanks…”   They eased back into conversation after that—slow at first, but growing more natural again. Safer.   And then, after a little while, Bill spoke again.   “So… I was thinking,” he said, casual but intentional. “You still free tonight?”   Chris blinked. “Tonight?”   “Yeah. I mentioned it yesterday—come by, hang out. I’m making lasagna. My own recipe,” Bill added with a faint smile. “All homemade.”   Chris stared at him for a second, caught off guard.   He still wants me to come over…? After… everything?   “…that sounds really nice,” Chris said quietly.   “Good,” Bill nodded. “I’ll text you my address. Come by around five? Dinner’ll be ready around six.”   Chris nodded again, more sure this time. “Yeah. Okay.”   They exchanged numbers—another small step that felt bigger than it should have.   “Thanks,” Chris added, sincerity clear in his voice. “For… the invite. And… everything.”   Bill waved it off gently. “Don’t mention it.”   A few minutes later, Bill stood, grabbing his things.   “I’ll see you tonight,” he said.   “Yeah… see you,” Chris replied.   Bill gave him one last easy smile before heading out the door.   And just like that, he was gone.   Chris sat there, hands still loosely around his coffee cup, staring at the spot where Bill had been.   His mind was quiet for a moment—not racing, not spiraling.   Just… still.   He didn’t judge me…   A breath.   He still wants to see me…   Another.   Chris leaned back slightly in his chair, a faint, disbelieving smile tugging at his lips.   …maybe this isn’t as bad as I thought.   For the first time since yesterday, the knot in his chest loosened.   And in its place—   Something small.   Something hopeful.

Already I love the direction this one is going in and I love that you have it taking the slower more natural progression.