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By henrilakes11 · Posted
Part 2: Chapter 17 - Mia Goes to College Mia turned eighteen in June, graduated high school, and was accepted into a liberal arts college three hours from home. She spent her final summer at home buzzing with excitement, and a touch of nervousness, about living independently for the first time. A couple of days after graduation, the family sat around the dinner table. Mia and Alice were eating chicken, rice, and beans while Alex nursed, chiming in between suckles. The conversation drifted through summer plans until Mia suddenly paused, looking across the table at her parents. “Mom, Dad… there’s something I want to do before college, and I’d like your help with it.” Alex sat up from Alice’s breast, immediately sensing the shift in his daughter’s tone. “Anything, sweetheart. What is it?” Mia took a breath, then said confidently, “I think I want to try wearing diapers this summer. Full time. Like Dad.” Alice set her fork down slowly. “Are you sure about this?” “Yeah,” Mia nodded. “I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I figure having the whole summer to figure out a routine would make it a lot easier before I jump into college life.” Alice glanced at Alex, then back at her daughter, a gentle smile forming. “Well, we can absolutely help you with that. We’ve had plenty of practice,” she said, nodding toward Alex. “And I think it’s smart. We have all the supplies you’ll need. You can try them here, find what works for you, and head off to college feeling confident.” Alex felt a quiet swell of pride. For years he had worried his choices might burden Mia. Hearing that she wanted to explore this side of herself touched him deeply. “I’d love to support you however you want,” he said softly. “We’re here for you, Mia. And no matter what you decide, whether you stick with it or not, we will always love you exactly as you are.” After dinner, while Alice cleaned up the kitchen, Alex and Mia moved to the changing station in Alex and Alice’s bedroom. He showed her the different types of diapers he used: everyday ones, heavier overnight protection, and light options for exercise. When Alice finished, she joined them. “Exploring some diapers?” Alice asked with a warm smile. Mia rolled her eyes playfully. “Mom, it’s not like I haven’t seen them before. I’ve watched you change Dad a million times.” The three of them gathered around the changing table and talked openly about techniques, skin care, and routines. Alex showed Mia his diaper bag, and essentials to carry. Though she had grown up around all of this, discussing it so intimately, as something that could now be part of her own life, made everything feel different. More real. Hers. Over the next few weeks, Mia gradually transitioned to wearing diapers full-time. She experimented with different brands, borrowing some from her dad and ordering others online. She bought her own diaper bag and started carrying it with her everywhere. She wore them at home, out with friends, and even during her part-time shifts at the ice cream shop. With each passing day, she grew more comfortable and confident. She also ran into challenges and was honest with her parents about them. They proved to be patient, practical mentors as she found her way. One weekend afternoon, Alice and Alex hosted their close friends Sara and Mark for a backyard barbecue. Mia was excited to see them, she had always considered them family. As the group sat on the patio, the smell of grilling burgers filling the air, Mia turned to Sara and Mark with a small grin. “So… someone else is joining the diaper crew,” she said, lifting the hem of her shirt just enough to reveal the white waistband peeking above her shorts. Mark’s face lit up. “Mia, that’s awesome!” He reached across to give her a high-five. “How are diapers treating you so far?” “Pretty good,” Mia replied. “I’ve only been doing it full-time for about a month. Mom and Dad have been helping me a lot.” She shared the brands she was trying, the adjustments she was making, and the issues she’d run into. All four adults nodded knowingly. “Have you tried boosters?” Sara asked. “Plastic pants can help too,” Alex added. “They sound old-school, but they make a big difference.” The conversation flowed naturally, practical, supportive, and full of helpful tips. They talked about discreet changing spots in public (Mark and Sara swore by Starbucks single-occupancy bathrooms), portable changing pads, and whether she preferred changing lying down or standing up. Mia soaked it all in. By the end of the summer, she felt truly confident in her diapers and was looking forward to continuing the lifestyle at college. Summer flew by. In late August, Mia and her parents packed the car and made the three-hour drive to campus. They spent the afternoon setting up her dorm room. Her roommate, Rachel, wasn’t arriving until the next day, giving them plenty of time to get everything organized. Alex unloaded the car while Alice and Mia arranged clothes in the dresser and closet. Alex assembled a sturdy locking cabinet and carefully stocked it with Mia’s diapers. Alice made the bed and set up a small caddy of changing supplies on the desk. Once the room was ready, they ordered a pizza and took a much needed break. Alex nursed quietly while they ate. As the evening wound down and her parents prepared to leave, Alice changed Alex on top of Mia’s freshly made bed. “I should probably change too,” Mia said. Alice smiled. “Once I finish changing Dad, we’ll give you some privacy to take care of yourself before we head out.” After Alex and Mia were changed, the family pulled one another into a long, tight hug. All three had tears in their eyes. Mia walked her parents down to the parking lot and waved as their car disappeared from view. She returned to her dorm, closed the door, and lay down on her bed for the first time in her very own space. The room was quiet, entirely hers. As Alice and Alex drove home, they shared fond memories of their daughter, the back seat strangely empty. It would stay that way until Mia came home for Fall break in a few months. A new chapter had begun—for all of them. -
By Touchofsky · Posted
Looking for a cg. I'm in springfield missouri and I'm immobile but I'd prefer to build up a relationship over time. Not looking for bigots or creeps. Wanting a wholesome connection. Hope you're having a great day, please message if you're interested. -
That always is the hardest part with these sorts of stories, isn't it? We get to the good parts, and either time skip to when the MC is so far gone it doesnt matter, or we end off with them just sliding down the slippery slope of regression. That's what I'm trying to remedy in this story, let's see the juicy middle. -
By cute little kokiri girl · Posted
Camille smiled she then took out her phone and looked through her calendar, "how about tomorrow 5:00 sharp, now would you like some dessert? It's my treat." If Madison would allow it Camilla knew what ice cream she would get her, it was risky but perhaps it wouldn't mean anything if she got it too, she'd order the ice cream clown cone. -
First off, thank you all so much for the kind comments. I read every single one, and they've genuinely made me smile!!! I'm especially happy that people noticed all the little sensory details. I really wanted June Gloom to feel like a memory, the smell of laundry detergent, cold foggy mornings, bed sheets... those are the kinds of things I remember most vividly from being a kid, so they found their way into the story too. In a lot of ways, this story is inspired by my own childhood memories, and i really wanted to get that tone right. Also, @Deewet, your comment about living on the California coast really made my day. June Gloom is honestly my favorite part of summer here. I love those chilly gray mornings by the ocean, before the sun has a chance to fully comes out. it was really nice to hear that the setting brought back those memories for you. As for the story itself; sorry for disappearing!! I promise I haven't abandoned it. There's only one chapter left, and I wanted to get the ending just right. I also kept trying to finish an illustration to go with it, and after spending way too long on it, I finally decided to stop holding that chapter hostage and maybe abandon that idea (at least for now). 😅 The final chapter should be up before the end of the week! I'm also working on another story that I'm really excited to share once this one is finished. I hope you'll like that one too. Thanks again for reading and for all the encouragement. It really does mean a lot!! -E
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