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By BabyBear85 · Posted
I smiled widely, enjoying watching you squirm. It was such a different posture than I was used to. You were older than me… you ran with a cool crowd… I always looked up to you, and definitely had a crush on you. But now… here you were wearing a baby diaper, shopping for more, desperately pretending like they weren’t for you… it was delightful. ”Hmm… I think you know exactly what I’m talking about.” I took a step closer, brushing up against you slightly. I lowered my voice. “I know all about Littles and…” I looked around quickly making sure no one was in earshot. The aisle was empty except for us. “… and ABDLs.” I smiled at you softly. ”And I think it’s freaking adorable.” -
I am leaning on the door, trying not to hover around you or be in your personal space. "Let's see, I have been here for about 5 years. My grandma owned this place but rarely stayed here. Once she passed she gave it to me." I replied thinking about here. Shaking my head, "If you need any help just let me know. How about I order some pizza?" Pulling out my phone, "Whats your favorite pizza? I was just thinking of ordering a pepperoni?" -
By Shadow_sub · Posted
Chapter 2 The room felt tighter than it should have. Not smaller. Just... harder to sit in. It had been a couple of weeks since she had settled in. The professor's voice moved steadily across the room, filling the space with words Leah knew she should understand. Terms she recognized. Concepts she had once answered without thinking. Now they passed through her. She looked down at her notes. The page was full. But nothing stayed. She used to be good at this. Not just good. The one teachers turned to when no one else answered. The one who understood before things were fully explained. Now— She watched the clock. The second hand dragged itself forward. Someone shifted behind her. A chair scraped lightly. Pages turned too loudly. Everything felt sharper than it should have. She pressed her pen down against the paper, drawing a line she didn't remember starting. Just a few more minutes. The sound came suddenly. Chairs moving. Bags opening. Voices rising all at once. The room broke apart. Leah packed her things quickly, sliding papers together, closing her bag before she could think about what she might have missed. The hallway was already full. Too many people. Too many directions. Voices layered over each other. Laughter. Someone calling out a name that wasn't hers. She stepped into it. Or tried to. A shoulder brushed past her—too hard. Her grip tightened around her books. The space didn't open. It closed. The ceiling felt higher. The people taller. They moved with purpose. Like they knew exactly where they were going. Leah slowed without meaning to. Someone stepped in front of her. Another passed too close behind. She turned— The world didn't settle. It tilted. Just slightly. Her chest tightened. A sharp, sudden pull of something she couldn't name. She tried to move forward And walked straight into him. The impact was light. Enough. Her papers slipped, scattering between them. For a second, everything stilled. Not the hallway. Just this. He was already crouching. Picking them up before she could. Calm. Unhurried. "Hey." Leah blinked, her breath catching up a second too late. "Sorry." "It's okay." He handed the papers back. Their fingers brushed—brief, but enough. She didn't pull away right away. "You're new, right?" She nodded. "Yeah." He studied her for a moment. "Thought so." The noise returned behind them. He glanced past her, then back. "Bit much, isn't it?" Leah let out a small breath. "Yeah." A pause. Then— "Come on," he said quietly. Not rushed. Not pushing. Just certain. Leah hesitated— Then followed. Moving next to him felt different. He didn't rush, but people moved around him differently. Someone came too close— His arm lifted slightly, guiding them aside before they reached her. No tension. No words. Just space, opening. Leah stayed close without thinking. At the door, the crowd tightened again. His hand found hers. Not gripping. Just enough "Stay close." She did. Outside, the air shifted immediately. Wider. Cooler. He let go. Like it had only been necessary inside. The light by the water was softer. It didn't press against her. The air carried a faint smell of salt and sun-warmed grass. Leah sat down. The ground bent slightly under her, uneven, real. A breeze moved across her legs. Lukas sat beside her. Not too close. But close enough. For a while, neither of them spoke. Somewhere behind them, laughter drifted through the air—light, distant, gone again. A pair of birds crossed low above the water, wings catching the light before disappearing. Leah followed them with her eyes. "Lukas," he said after a while. "Leah." He nodded once. A boat passed slowly along the channel. The low hum stretched behind it, the water shifting in soft lines against the edge. "So," he said, glancing at her, "tell me." Leah hesitated. Then started. At first carefully. Where she was from. What she studied. The breeze lifted a strand of her hair. She tucked it behind her ear. Then it came easier. Faster. The words filled the space. She talked about school. About how it used to feel simple. How she used to understand where she fit. How now— She didn't. Lukas didn't interrupt. Didn't fill the silence. He just listened. The kind of listening that didn't make her rush. She kept going. Until she stopped. "I've been talking this whole time." A faint smile touched her voice. "You don't mind." He shook his head slightly. "No." A pause. "You say what matters." Leah looked down, her fingers brushing the grass. Then she looked back. "What about you?" Lukas leaned back slightly, one arm resting behind him. "Not as interesting." No smile. Just... closed. Leah held his gaze a second longer. Then looked away. The boat had passed. Only small ripples remained. She realized— She didn't know anything about him. Not really. They stood after a while. Leah brushed her hands lightly over her skirt. Not quite ready to leave. Lukas looked at her. Then held out his hand. "Let me see your phone." Leah hesitated. Then handed it to him. He didn't unlock it. Just waited. She understood. Reached forward, unlocked it, and gave it back. He moved through it quickly. Not searching. Just doing what he came to do. Then handed it back. "Now you have it." Leah looked down. A new contact. Lukas. "If you want to use it," he added. She didn't answer. Didn't lock the screen right away. "I should go," she said. She didn't want to. But it felt like she should. Lukas nodded. "Yeah." No push. No hesitation. She stood. He followed. "See you around." "Yeah." It was darker when she got back. Not fully night. But the light had thinned. Leah sat at her desk. Opened her books. The room felt still. Too still. She read the same line again. Then again. It didn't settle. The door was already open when she looked up. Jeanette stood there. Still. Watching. Leah straightened. "I didn't hear you come in." Jeanette tilted her head slightly. "No?" The word stayed. Leah looked at her. "I was just studying." Jeanette stepped inside. Slow. Measured. "I stopped by earlier." Leah frowned. "My room?" Jeanette's gaze didn't leave her. "Where else?" Leah hesitated. "You were... in here?" Jeanette moved further in. "Your laundry was still in a pile." Leah's fingers tightened around her pen. "You went through my things?" Jeanette didn't answer that. "I folded it," she said instead. "And put it away." Leah felt the heat rise in her face. "I was going to—" "When?" Jeanette asked quietly. Leah stopped. Jeanette sat on the edge of the bed. Like she belonged there. "I wasn't looking for anything," she continued. A small pause. "But I noticed." Leah didn't move. Her pulse shifted again. "Is there something you want to tell me?" Leah shook her head quickly. "No." Jeanette held her gaze. "Nothing?" Leah swallowed. "No." A longer pause. Then— Jeanette's expression softened slightly. "You're making this harder than it needs to be." Leah frowned. "I'm not—" Jeanette tilted her head. "Then why does it feel like you are?" Leah had no answer. Jeanette leaned back slightly. "You know," she said quietly, "it's easier when I don't have to ask twice." The words stayed in the room. Leah felt something tighten in her chest. Jeanette watched her a moment longer. Then, softer— "I'm just trying to help you." Silence filled the space again. But it wasn't the same silence as before. Her face, now a little tighter. "Now, did you have something to tell me?" -
Hello DD. As they say, I'mmmm baaaack. I've got Moo's permission to start over around here. I was a member 10 years ago, but had to part ways.... for reasons. No, I won't be going into deatails about it. Some of you might recognize me as Baby Brian, but that's in the past. Please refer to me by my babyfur sona, Slomo. I hope to bring my experience and knowledge here for the benefit of everyone. I tend to operate on verifiable fact and proper definitions. If that offends anyone, please DM me so I will know and can clarify or better explain myself. Other than that, I'm an open book. I've been around the proverbial block. I'd say im 80% DL and 20% AB. With an added mix of being a babyfur, married 25+ years, no kids by choice. I'm also a disable USMC veteran, with incontinence. I actually get Megamax diapers from the VA too! Vut wow it's been a roller coaster ride getting here. I recently retied early, but seem to be busier now than when I worked as an Electrical Designer for commercial buildings. I love pc gaming, and my favorite game is Kerbal Space Program (think a mash up between Leggos and rockets). I'm also trying to learn to draw my fursona better. But I still have a ways to go before posting anything of my own. In what little free time I have left I like to read or see what's going on in the various online diaper forums. -
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