allycat13

Hi again!! I hope you enjoyed the last chapter. I did a few revisions to it: changed up some of the events and some of the language so give it a reread if you'd like (if you've read it already! I think it's wayyyyy better written than the first iteration ^-^). I'm going to try to edit before I upload from now on, so the chapters may not come as fast because of that (I really wanted to upload the story because otherwise I would have just been frozen! But I feel more confident now also woah I didn't know the smileyfaces turned into actual emojis haha). This chapter is shorter, acting as a bridge between the more ~fun~ stuff I have in mind. Next chapter should be way longer! I hope you enjoy this chapter, enjoyed the first chapter, and will enjoy future ones :)) night night !! ❤️❤️❤️ Chapter 2 “That’s so cute!” Riley blurted. She had to interject–Sonia had been going in circles for the last few minutes. She was a stuttering, blushy mess, oscillating between calm and fear. Her adrenaline could only get her so far, and she was wasting it trying to defend her life to an unarmed ally. “Sonia, don’t think you have to justify yourself to me. Just this being something of interest to you is enough for me to support it. I want to support you, after all. Please, as much as I like to poke fun at you for being embarrassed…don’t be. Take all the time you need, but make sure you breathe! We can’t discuss this if you pass out, you know,” Riley swooped Sonia’s platinum blonde bang from her forehead, warmly. At this point, Sonia had curled up kind of like a kitten beside Riley. She draped her knees on Riley’s right thigh, leaning her body against hers and her head upon her chest. Upon hearing her words, she tilted her head a tad down left in quiet contemplation. “Sorry,” Riley continued. “I know it’s hard. I want you to feel comfortable telling me, not like you have to fight for my acceptance. You mean the world to me, Sonia.” “You have nothing to apologize for.” She sniffled. “Oh, baby, I didn’t mean to make you cry,” she lifted her with a fair amount of ease, cradling her on her lap. Sonia rested her crimson face into the nook of her shoulder; she was too tired to properly react to her blush. “No……I don’t know how to explain it, Riley…” She spoke softly, her vocal chords drained of fight and blood. Riley kept quiet through her pauses, perceiving understanding the heat from her love’s burning body. “This is a part of me that I’ve lost friends over…That I’ve lost a partner over…….It’s a part of me I see scorned, my family scorns, I scorn……And you just…you’re just…” Tears welled up in her eyes, slightly jostled by Riley moving to respond. “You’re just accepting it with the most grace, and kindness, and love I’ve ever seen and felt.” She preempted Riley’s response, with tears and a tighter hug following suit. Both were keenly aware of the immense radiation of love flaring up from the both of them, given their inability to physically show it anymore. Riley planted a kiss on her forehead, then tilled her fingers across her scalp. “My sweet baby…I love you so much. I love you so, so much.” “I love you too, m-Riley…” Sonia’s brain was fried–she had no defense for her slip-up. Riley did not press the attack. “Can I see it? When you’re ready to get up, of course.”

Hi! My name is Allycat, and this is my short story "A Little Trance." The story is about a college-aged couple--Riley and Sonia--and Sonia's little weekend to herself. With all her roommates away, Sonia finally has time to fully regress! ...with only one small hiccup beforehand: Riley walking in as she's putting away some of her little stuff. Now Riley knows (and wholeheartedly supports!), and Sonia still has the time to herself! Just with one person knowing, and caring an awful lot. Anyway, this is the first chapter! I'm not sure how many there will be, but it'll get done Eventually(TM). I hope you enjoy : ) Chapter One “I’ll see you Monday, Maddie!” Sonia called from her bedroom, “See you then!” her response. A quiet exchange of murmurs and a pregnant pause filled the gap, punctuated by the door finally shutting. From her bedroom Sonia couldn’t see what held it open for so long, but she didn’t care. She had to clean before Ri- “Hey Sunnie, how’s my girl doing?” Riley swung open and leaned on the door frame, staring at Sonia’s back. Her face flushed pinker than the pacifier sat plainly on her nightstand, now swooped up and shoved away into a drawer as the door swept forward. “H..hey Riley! I thought you were gonna text first before you came in! How did you get in?” Sonia’s voice warbled and stammered, anxious and rushed out. She layered her worries with a smile, one that Riley read through easily. Her eyes betrayed her, imbibing like a doe’s in dusk traffic–Riley honestly felt bad. “What were you uh…what were you shovin away?” Riley inquired, trying to peer around her girlfriend’s shoulder. Instinctively, Sonia’s hands swung behind her and pressed against the handle as if to glue it in place. “N…N…nothing! Nothing nothing nothing! Just had to tidy up!” “Well, in that case, that’s not nothing, is it now?” Sonia’s face turned a shade redder than her comforter, in which she wished she could curl up and die. Sadly, Riley could bound the four steps over to her drawer, then turn and jump on Sonia if she began to melt away into shame. She would have to tell her. “Listen, Riley…” Defeat. “Yes…?” Concern. “P…please, can you just drop it? It’s nothing bad, I promise. Please.” Palpitating. “Sonia, listen…” Soothing. “...” Descending. “You don’t have to look at me. But I want you to know that whatever it is, I won’t push you on it. Though I’m sure that talking about whatever it is will be helpful. I promise I won’t judge you.” “...” Considering. Riley stepped forward. “ I think this is the perfect opportunity, Sunshine.” Careful step after careful step, covered by careful words. “It’s your choice. In fact, I won’t ask a single follow-up question. You tell me what it is, we’ll drop it and move on.” “...” Ascended. Riley picked up Sonia’s hands, now gently resting at her sides. They floated between their chests parallel to each other; unparalleled relief pouring through Sonia’s heart. “I love you, Sonia. I don’t want you to think there’s anything I’d judge you for, or anything I couldn’t look past.” Sincere. “...” Preparing. “A pacifier. An adult, pink, pacifier.” Pacified. … Severe, unadulterated angst. A quiet beat, followed by a shrug. “Okay!” Riley chirped, roosting the two atop the bed. “So you got the place to yourself this weekend, huh? Anything fun you got planned?” Sonia stared, dumbfounded. “That’s...that’s it?” She sighed. “That’s all you have to say?” “Oh, my bad! You said no follow-up questions. But that shouldn’t count as a follow-up question, should it? Does that count as a follow-u–” She stopped, slyly alert. “These do not count as follow-up questions,” She smugly tapped her forehead twice, then slightly dropped the act. “Unless you consider it such. Then I’m sorry.” Sonia blinked hard. “No, not that. I told you I have an adult pacifier in my drawer and you’re not even weirded out by it. Why are you so co “I told you, I wasn’t going to ask any follow-up questions. I think that was a fair compromise to offer, you know how I feel about this kinda stuff. I don’t want you to feel like you can’t tell me about stuff. If I’m being honest, I’d feel weirded out if you didn’t tell me what it was.” She paused again, delayed in tossing her hands and eyelids up in panic and shock. “Not that that wouldn’t be okay! But the imagination is a wondrous place. I would have had to assume it was like, a doll’s head or something.” Sonia couldn’t help but smile. “I think you want me to, though” Smirking. Sonia now couldn’t help but stutter. “I I I n n no! No! I just want to ke… Sonia jumped upward, trailed by Riley’s hand. “Hold on there, dear.” Riley held Sonia dead in her tracks. “We’ve been dating for a year and a half now. You only clam up like this when I’m right, and when you’re unbelievably embarrassed. And for the last year and a half, every time you’re wrong you’ve been the latter, too! So, admit it! You want me to ask!” “...” Desce Riley stuck her finger out toward her lowering chin. “Uhp! Not this time! Look at me and admit it, Sonia. You want me to ask questions.” Sonia strained her eyes slightly upward because she refused to move any higher, forced into meeting her supposed sharp stare. Eye contact stung like a knife’s edge, making her bleed into her cheeks. “Is it healthy for this much blood to be going to your face in one afternoon?” Sonia squeaked and buried into Riley’s chest like a toddler. She needed to get away for a minute, her object permanence regressing. “I’ll admit something first,” Riley replaced her hands onto Sonia’s back, holding her softly. “I’m dying to ask questions. But I’m not going to until you give me the go-ahead. It seems like this is something you’ve been wanting to tell me, but haven’t had the opportunity to. Or, rather, you’ve been too flustered thinking of it to even make an attempt. Based on this reaction? “It’s the latter again.” Soul-piercing. “You know, your blush really brings out the blue in your eyes.” “YOU CAN ASK QUESTIONS!” Sonia muffledly screamed without missing a beat, having had enough of this embarrassment. Quietly, she quivered in Riley’s bowed arms, her arms quavering as she grasped her shirt. “Okay, what’s it for? Tell me everything.” Empathy. Compassion. Love. Sonia stilled, cooling into the comfort.