Caitlyn & Sophie

Caitlyn & Sophie

It was seven months and twenty-two days after Sophie and Caitlyn began dating that they slept in the same bed for the fourth time, however it was the first time the bed they slept in was Sophie’s.

The facts were as follows: Caitlyn lived alone in an apartment complex all of seven minutes by car from Sophie’s home. Sophie, although eighteen years old as of four months and ten days ago, continued to live with her parents in the two story residence six houses down Brooklyn Street. Caitlyn had offered Sophie a permanent home at her apartment, but Sophie declined each time it was brought up. Sophie wasn’t yet ready to live with her girlfriend, and until the night of their fourth sleepover, Caitlyn was unaware why that was.

Six days before our story takes place, Sophie’s parents arranged a vacation for the coming weekend. Sophie was distressed at not receiving an invite, but it wasn't long before she altered her original plight into an opportunity. Caitlyn would stay the night.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Sophie whispered to Caitlyn. They were both in Sophie’s queen sized bed, Sophie’s head on Caitlyn’s chest. The television was on. Neither of them were watching it. Caitlyn was occupied with Sophie’s hair and Sophie was occupied with her anxiety.

“You can tell me anything,” Caitlyn responded quietly. There was a frightened edge in her voice. Caitlyn was a hushed girl, always speaking softly. She tended to be shy with new experiences. The idea that Sophie kept a secret from her this long worried her.

“You have to promise not to laugh,” Sophie replied timidly. The color from Sophie’s cheeks had a relaxing effect on Caitlyn.

If Sophie was blushing, it wasn’t a dreadful secret. She was only being bashful. That is how Caitlyn read Sophie’s blush.

“I would never laugh at you,” Caitlyn proclaimed in all honesty.

“It’s a bit silly,” Sophie admitted with hesitation.

“I still won’t laugh,” Caitlyn promised again.

Sophie took a deep breath, averted her eyes to the Hello Kitty bed sheet that covered her mattress, and began to talk slowly.

“I would like to live with you, and I am sorry for declining your offers up until now. There are certain things I wanted to talk to you about, but I have been too embarrassed. Those certain things couldn’t be kept hidden if we lived in the same household. So now I want to get everything out in the open, and that way we can live together. You don’t have to partake. I just want you to know.”

Caitlyn had sat up by now and so had Sophie. Caitlyn’s eyes were locked on the side of Sophie’s head. Sophie’s were locked on her bed sheet as she traced one of the Hello Kitty designs with the index finger on her left hand.

“You can tell me anything,” Caitlyn encouraged. Curiosity had infected her at this point. She wanted an answer.

“I like to be taken care of,” Sophie spoke to the mattress. Her cheeks darkened a shade and she bit her lip.

“I am your girlfriend,” was Caitlyn’s reply. “I can always take care of you.”

“I mean it in a more literal sense,” Sophie said with a small voice. Her confidence had left her.

“Well, what would you like me to do?” Caitlyn asked with pure intentions.

Sophie wouldn’t look up from the designs on her bed. She started to believe this was a mistake, or perhaps her first sentence was too misleading. Sophie decided to take a new direction.

“Little things like preparing my food and getting me dressed,” Sophie said in a whisper. “Just treat me like a kid, but you don’t have to.”

“That doesn’t sound hard,” Caitlyn said with skepticism. The skepticism wasn’t toward the tasks she would have to perform but instead to Sophie’s secret being the full truth. Sophie misread the voice and took it as an unwillingness to care for her.

“Never mind,” Sophie blurted out, biting her lip again. Things weren’t going the way she wanted.

“No,” Caitlyn responded with a sympathetic tone. “You want to be cared for and I am more than willing to do it. Now what would you like to wear? I’ll get you dressed.”

“I said never mind,” Sophie pushed. She didn’t want Caitlyn to take part in this if she wasn’t fully invested.

“I’ll pick out your outfit myself then,” Caitlyn said matter-of-factly and walked over to Sophie’s closet.

“No, don’t open that!” Sophie shouted, springing to her feet in attempt to reach the closet before Caitlin. Unfortunately, Caitlyn’s hands were already on the door handles by the time Sophie was standing. Caitlyn slid the closet open.

Inside, a small bar extended from one wall to the other and a shelf was positioned six inches above it. Hangers were lined along the bar, each with its out outfit. But none of the outfits were ones Caitlyn had seen Sophie wear before. There were seven dresses, all pink or purple or white and had plenty of lace, frills, and bows, two pairs of footed pajamas, one a pale pink and one white with block designs, and a two-piece pink flannel romper. On the shelf above, a small covered shoebox was placed next to four columns of oversized diapers, divided neatly with seven diapers per stack.

Caitlyn recoiled from the closet in awe, but not wanting to hurt Sophie’s feelings, wrote off the reaction as stepping back to get a better look at which outfit Sophie should wear. She approached the closet, slid a hanger off the bar, and held it up in front of her.

The dress she picked was pale pink and made of satin, complete with puffed sleeves, a built in under layer of white mesh, and ruffles along the white collar. It wasn’t long at all, and Caitlyn considered using a different one for that very reason. However, after realizing Sophie’s desire to be a child again, she had come to grasp the symbolism behind her décor. The dress Caitlyn held in her hand had a small print of Hello Kitty on the chest, which seemed to be the theme in Sophie’s bedroom. This is why Caitlyn decided against selecting another dress.

Sauntering over to Sophie, who was by this point sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes on the carpet, Caitlyn held up the dress for Sophie to see.

“Do you like this one?” Caitlyn asked in a calming voice. Sophie glanced up slightly and nodded. Her cheeks were a bright red.

“Arms up,” Caitlyn instructed. Sophie obeyed nervously.

Caitlyn managed to slip off Sophie’s pajama top without any trouble, but unsnapping her bra made Sophie anxious.

“It’s okay,” Caitlin assured her. “I’ve seen them before.”

Sophie nodded and allowed Caitlin to unhook the bra, take it off, and toss it to the floor. Then Caitlin slid the dress over Sophie’s head and helped her put her arms through the holes.

The dress was adorable on Sophie. It fit every curve perfectly, wrapping firmly around her chest in a comfortable fashion before draping loosely beyond her waist. The sleeves puffed over her shoulders and the collar wrapped around gently below the neck after Caitlyn zipped up the back.

“You are very cute,” Caitlyn said to Sophie with a kiss on the cheek.

Sophie nodded but didn’t look content. Caitlyn sighed and asked what was wrong.

“It’s just that,” Sophie began, “it is a dress. You don’t wear pants with a dress.”

It was Caitlyn’s turn to blush. Of course she had seen her girlfriend’s underwear before, but that fact didn’t contradict her shyness towards it. However, Caitlyn wanted to make Sophie happy and sleeping with her girlfriend in just her underwear in a cute dress did sound appealing.

Sophie read the look in Caitlyn’s eyes and rested her back on the bed. Caitlyn faltered with her hands on the waistband of Sophie’s pajama pants, but Sophie lifted her rear off the mattress and slowly moved up so her pants would slide down her legs. After the first few inches, Caitlyn took over and put Sophie’s pajama pants on the floor next to her other clothing.

Sophie sat up and Caitlyn kissed her girlfriend on the forehead. “I told you I can take care of you,” she whispered to Sophie.

Sophie nodded again, and the look of discontent reappeared in her eyes. Caitlyn started to worry what she had done wrong.

“What is it?” Caitlyn asked with distress evidently ringing in her voice. “I thought I did well.”

“You did,” Sophie encouraged with a tone far from satisfied. “It’s not something you did wrong. I just…”

“You, what?” Caitlyn asked curiously.

“I want to ask one more favor,” Sophie said quietly with her eyes on the bed sheet’s Hello Kitty designs.

“What would that be?” Caitlyn responded with deep concern. All she wanted was Sophie to be happy.

Sophie took a deep breath before speaking. “I was hoping you could put a diaper on me.”

An awkward silence lasted a few minutes before Caitlyn had the courage to respond.

“I don’t think we should do that tonight,” Caitlyn said carefully.

“Why not?” Sophie asked in dismay.

“I just don’t think I can handle that yet,” Caitlyn answered truthfully. “I just learned about your new aspiration, and I can’t be expected to participate to this extent in such a short amount of time.”

Sophie started to feel a spasm of rejection she had never felt with Caitlyn, and as a result, her heart beat increased and she started to rationalize.

“It’s just like changing a baby’s diaper,” Sophie blurted out.

“It isn’t like that at all,” Caitlyn responded matter-of-factly. She could see how it was bothering Sophie. She didn’t want to upset her girlfriend, but Caitlyn just wasn’t prepared for this sort of thing. It would take some time to get used to.

“What’s different?” Sophie asked anxiously. Her volume was rising and she had sat up on her knees by this point.

“You are my girlfriend,” Caitlyn replied with an apologetic tone, “and you don’t need diapers.”

Caitlyn was wrong. She saw Sophie as an adult because of her age, but clearly Sophie was nothing but a baby. Maybe Caitlyn couldn’t comprehend the logic behind an eighteen year old needing a diaper, but Sophie did in fact need diapers. She had no choice but to prove that to Caitlyn, even if it meant humiliating herself.

Although no portion of the above paragraph was remotely accurate, it was what Sophie rationalized in her moment of insecurity, and it is that rationalization that led her to wet herself with Caitlyn just a few feet away.

There was an awkward silence as Sophie wet her underwear, letting what her panties couldn’t absorb drip down her legs onto her Hello Kitty bed sheets. By the time she was done, a large dark area had formed on the mattress between Sophie’s shimmering thighs.

Caitlyn stared silently, stunned by Sophie’s behavior. She couldn’t think of anything to say that would express the displeasure she felt for her girlfriend at that moment. However, comments weren’t necessary since during the time Caitlyn gazed in astonishment, Sophie reflected on her actions. In no time, she was crying.

Sophie didn’t want Caitlyn to think of her as being helpless. She only wanted attention and to be taken care of like a real baby would have been. Wetting herself was a monumentally idiotic idea, since now it would only make it more difficult for Caitlyn to grow accustomed to Sophie’s little side.

“Don’t cry,” Caitlyn finally managed to choke out. That wasn’t enough for Sophie to listen though.

“Please settle down,” Caitlyn pleaded. “Lay on your back.”

Sophie did as instructed, holding the hem of her dress up to her chest so it wouldn’t get wet when she settled into a laying position. She kept the wet seat of her underwear on the damp part of the mattress so she wouldn’t get anything else wet.

Caitlyn stood up and proceeded to the closet where she examined the stacks of diapers on the top shelves. There were fourteen diapers of two different brands, divided in half and stacked in adjacent columns. The brand on the right had a medical appearance: plastic lined the outside of the plain white diaper, a series of three tabs on each wing, and a thin blue wetness indicator ran front to back down the middle of the diaper. The fourteen on the left, however, could have been mistaken as a baby brand if it weren’t for the size. It was nearly twice as thick as the medical ones, two tabs to each side, and had a pale print of Hello Kitty stamped on the front by the manufacturer. Although Caitlyn saw the practicalities in a wetness indicator, she deemed the Hello Kitty oversized baby diaper as a more fitting selection.

Sophie was still sobbing on the wet mattress across the room. Caitlyn, suddenly swept up by a wave of maternal obligation to calm her down, grabbed the shoebox off the shelf. Caitlyn believed if Sophie did indeed want to be treated like a baby, she would have a pacifier and there is no other place she would have hidden it.

With the accurate assumption of Sophie’s veiled desires, Caitlyn lifted the lid off the shoebox to find Sophie’s plethora of baby accessories. Inside was a teething ring, a sippy cup, three baby bottles, a box of twenty-four crayons, small plastic spoons of various colors, a pale pink pacifier, and to Caitlyn’s surprise, a small unopened box of suppositories.

The facts were as follows: Sophie developed a liking to baby items two years prior to dating Caitlyn, but it took her eight additional months before she had the courage to purchase a pack of adult diapers. Although she would occasionally wear them, she would continue to dress in the same one until the tabs would no longer stick. However, one afternoon after school, before her parents arrived home, she decided to test a diaper for what it was intended for. Four packages of diapers and fourteen months later, Sophie's curiosity on messing herself got the best of her, and she stopped by a drug store after school and purchased a box of glycerin suppositories. Upon arriving home, reading the instructions, and reassessing the scenario, Sophie decided against using the suppositories and instead put them in the shoebox in her closet where they were left untouched until Caitlyn lifted the lid.

Caitlyn quickly skimmed the directions written on the side of the box of suppositories before opening it and slipping one of the little packets into the pocket of her pajama pants.

“If she wants to be a baby, I’ll let her,” Caitlyn mumbled as she grabbed the pacifier, put the shoebox back where it was, and went back over to the crying girl on the bed with a diaper in hand.

Caitlyn pressed the light pink pacifier into Sophie’s mouth, and without protest, she began to suck on it as her cheeks turned pink. Sophie wasn’t paying attention to Caitlyn when she went to the closet, so she hadn’t expected the pacifier to be put between her lips.

“Lift your butt,” Caitlyn said as dominantly as she could manage. Undressing her girlfriend was never a strong suit for Caitlyn, and taking control while Sophie cried and sucked on a pacifier was a very difficult task.

Sophie obeyed without objection anyway. She didn’t want to make things between her and Caitlyn any worse than she had. Sophie, at this point, wasn’t even aware Caitlyn had retrieved a diaper from the closet.

Gradually, Caitlyn mustered the willpower to slip the damp, lace panties off Sophie’s hips and down her legs. Sophie’s cheeks turned a darker shade of red because of her humiliating situation, but the pacifier kept her from crying again.

When Caitlyn got Sophie’s underwear down to her ankles, Sophie sat her rear onto the wet mattress and Caitlyn pulled the panties off her feet. Then Caitlyn withdrew the diaper from behind her and unfolded it when she was sure Sophie had noticed.

“Why are you putting that on me?” Sophie asked with deep curiosity, her words muffled from behind the pacifier.

“You proved to be more of a baby than I thought,” Caitlyn replied half-heartedly.

“That isn’t the real reason,” Sophie said slowly, reading Caitlyn’s expression. “If you don’t want to, please stop.”

With that Caitlyn put the diaper on the bed and looked Sophie in the eyes. Sophie felt a twinge of regret for saying her last line, but knew it was the right thing to do. If Caitlyn wasn’t ready for this part of her desire, then she would wait. She would wait as long as it took.

“The reason I am diapering you is because you obviously want it very badly; at least bad enough to humiliate yourself by wetting your underwear and your bed,” Caitlyn said bluntly, with complete honesty. “I really do want to try this. I want to fulfill all your fantasies.”

Sophie’s cheeks burn red as Caitlyn made her speech. She had wanted this more than anything for five months and twelve days, because that was the day Caitlyn called Sophie ‘my little princess’.

“I do have a condition, though,” Caitlyn said with hesitation.

“Anything,” Sophie replied with red cheeks and a big smile behind her pacifier.

“I can’t do this too frequently,” Caitlyn began, “at least not until I get used to it. I will dress you just like a baby tonight, but you have to promise me that you will keep the diaper on until I change it tomorrow morning.”

Sophie eagerly agreed to Caitlyn’s basic constraint and lifted her butt for Caitlyn to align the unfolded diaper beneath it. However, when Caitlyn pushed down on Sophie’s pelvis, a towel was touching her bottom instead of the wet mattress or the oversized diaper.

“I want to dry you off a little,” Caitlyn explained as she took Sophie’s two ankles in one hand and lifted them as high as she could. With the other hand she reached into her pocket, removed the tin wrapping from the suppository, and slipped it into Sophie’s rear.

Sophie winced, wiggling her butt as it was penetrated. She had no idea what a suppository felt like, and didn't even consider the notion of what Caitlyn had done. Rather than argue, she tried ignoring the sensation as not to scare Caitlyn off from finishing what she started. Sophie had want to be diapered for too long to risk messing things up.

After drying off the parts of Sophie’s skin that were still wet from her accident, Caitlyn placed the diaper underneath Sophie’s bottom and let go of her ankles. When Sophie reluctantly opened her legs as wide as they would go, Caitlyn pulled the diaper between them and taped the wings onto the front half of the diaper.

At that moment, things were different. Sophie was still her childish self, and Caitlyn was still cautious, but they fell into their roles instantly. Sophie felt the thickness between her legs and quickly regressed to baby talk and giggling. Caitlyn became more certain of her actions. She would no longer hesitate when laying Sophie on her chest or rubbing her bare legs.

The relationship changed to that of a mommy and a baby, and the awkward shyness the two had experienced in past intimate situations had disappeared. The social politeness was broken and Sophie and Caitlyn began to behave like a real couple, showing each other the love they so often diluted.

Fifty-three minutes after the cathartic scene, Sophie began to whine behind her pacifier. By this time the suppository had taken affect and rejecting the purpose of a laxative left Sophie with a dreadful stomachache.

“Please Mommy,” Sophie begged in her recently liberated baby voice and using the title she had given Caitlyn when the diaper was put into place. “I need to go potty.”

“That’s what the diaper is for,” Caitlyn said to her baby with a kiss on the forehead. Sophie had already asked six times prior to this to use the restroom, but Caitlyn denied each request.

Sophie accepted her position as Caitlyn’s new baby girl and, after three minutes of reminding herself that the bathroom was off limits to her for the rest of the night, Sophie messed her diaper for the first time.

Sophie didn’t feel humiliated to have done it though. She merely continued to suck on the pacifier that hadn’t come out of her mouth once during the fifty-eight minutes it was in place and clung tighter to Caitlyn’s shirt.

And Caitlyn didn’t feel awkward to have the eighteen-year-old girl on her lap in a messy diaper. She played with Sophie’s hair and kissed her forehead as Sophie, now relieved of her stomach pain, drifted off to sleep.

Caitlyn watched Sophie suck rhythmically on her pacifier and reminded herself how that girl had wet herself earlier that day, and how that girl was currently sleeping next to her in a messy diaper. Then she remembered how that girl was her girlfriend.

“Baby Sophie,” Caitlyn whispered to herself, testing out the words. Then she closed her eyes and fell asleep in what would soon be called Sophie’s old room.

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