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Alright... Im shipping Maisie as Coras... Uhh. better half.. Guardian...? Partner? Not even sure thats a thing on lillikol, you cant stop me!

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33 minutes ago, Sofi said:

Alright... Im shipping Maisie as Coras... Uhh. better half.. Guardian...? Partner? Not even sure thats a thing on lillikol, you cant stop me!

Probably some made-up Sophie & Pudding term like pillow sisters or something silly!  XD

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22.)

Class was boring. Lunch was boring. I wasn't sure what to do about my bathroom needs until just after lunch ended. I held Julienne back by the sleeve until we were mostly alone. "Hey... could we go to that changing room place?" I'd just use the boy's bathroom across the hall.

"Uh huh, okay." Julienne didn't like that her sister was going to waste her diaper, but she'd pushed her an awful lot already and she knew she should be more appreciative. "How has your day been? Are you making anymore friends? My friends all think you're wonderful and amazing and adorable, to boot. I'm kinda jealous, really!"

"It's been okay. Better than I thought..." I guess I only had my personal pride to worry about now when it came to this diaper stuff rather than the universal humiliation. Or... islandal? Whatever the encompassing form of islands is.

"I'm so glad you're not a Drab anymore..." Julienne led her sister into the changing room, and then ran her fingers up under her dress, un-taping the diaper and letting it drop to the floor at her feet, narrowly sparing her shoes. "Go do your business in the boys room and then come back and I'll put you in a fresh diaper." Siblings, older ones, at least, were afforded that privilege.

I looked around the room nervously. The whole place was new to me. They were nothing like the ones at home. Curtains hung between changing areas. Tables. No mobile with stars. No strawberry powder. And there were maybe six stations in here. Only one, it seemed, was being used at the moment. I felt so very uncomfortable... "Be right back..." Girls weren't allowed in the boy's rooms. There were toilets for the girls if they needed to go to the bathroom up the hall, but they were behind registered nurse's stations. I guess to discourage use, maybe. I wondered if the door would shock me or something, but it didn't seem to. I opened it carefully and bit my lip, poking my head in. Anyone home..?

It was no secret just how little Julienne liked the whole idea of this nonsense — diapers were for using. Toilets were kinda gross, really! I mean who wants to put their naked body-parts on the same place other people put their naked body-parts? It made her stomach turn, and she wondered how she was ever going to manage it full-time when she was older. It was fine for boys — they could stand up! Regardless of her concern, she pulled herself up with a wince and a crinkle and sat on the edge of one of the changing tables, waiting for her sister to come back.

"Miss Cress."

Oh. Fuck. "H-Hi, Mrs. Greggor..."

"Did you just come out of the boy's bathroom?"

"...I... I was looking for..."

"There was something worth looking for in there?"

Oh jeeze...

"Would you come with me, please?"

"R-right, but my sister-"

"Right now, Miss Cress."

While a great many of the students had noticed the girl's lack of undergarments and and had yet to say anything to the effect of questioning, there were also a number of the faculty that had noticed. And true, she had worn a diaper to school today, but with rumors from yesterday abuzz, her having came from the boys bathroom just now, and her present lack of underwear... well...

"Don't dawdle." The teacher led her charge past the normal changing rooms, past the nurses station, and into a room adjacent — which looked just like a changing room, only with just the one table in the center. "Sit."

"Y-yes ma'am..." I sat down on the edge of the table and looked down at my feet. "My... my sister was waiting for me in the changing room, and... I really..."

"I understand you are new to the school, Miss Cress, but you must know our dress code is relatively lax."

"...I... I guess?”

"But that doesn't mean non-existent."

What was I doing wrong? Julienne dressed me!

"There was quite a large number of adolescent boys at this school, Miss Cress. Boys in a formative stage of their lives, teetering on becoming men, but only after having learned to be responsible young adults. Parading around with no underwear is not acceptable behavior." The teacher didn't turn as the nurse entered, almost on cue, and pushed the girl down onto her back against the changing table, and then pulled the hem of her dress up.

"H-hey!" I immediately pushed the dress down, petticoat with it, and worked to sit myself up on the table again. I looked furiously at both the adults and crossed my arms over my chest. "I was just getting changed! I was wearing..." Oh jeeze... "...a diaper all day! Ask anyone!"

"And yet you were seen coming out of the boys’ bathroom without one. Now, you can lay still while you are properly attired by the nurse, or if you insist on arguing, I can have a letter sent home to your mother speculating that you were engaging in lewd activities in the boys’ room." The nurse stood by patiently as the teacher stared down the girl.

I felt my cheeks go warm and I opened my mouth. How... how dare she! She couldn't treat me like that! "There weren't even any boys in there! I was just using the bathroom!"

"That's what the nurse's station is for."

"I...! I'm! UGH!"

"You're going to lay down and allow Nurse Glee to get you properly dressed, and then an escort will be summoned to take you back to class." For girls who removed their own diapers, this was typical. Diapered by the nurse. Put in timer-locked plastic panties. Escorted back to class, and made to announce to the class what they did wrong. Rarely were there reoffenders.

"...I can dress myself..." But the nurse pushed me back down again and I felt my cheeks go red. I looked up at the ceiling and sighed. I was going to be wearing a diaper anyway. What did any of this matter? It was just means to an end...

The nurse unfolded one of the thicker diapers, and laid it beneath Maisie’s bottom as the teacher paced around her. "You will be re-dressed, secured, and then taken back to your class where you will announce to your friends and fellow students that you are being punished for breaking dress code and acting promiscuous." The tapes were loud as each was pulled out and then fastened into position.

"I was not acting promiscuous! I was just changing!!" But the woman didn't respond. I sighed and covered my face with my hands. This was so stupid! I felt something like underwear slide up my body and my dress was pulled down. I stood up proper again and was taken to my feet. How aggravating...

The nurse held a little open pot of something blue under Maisie’s nose, and her stiffened posture went soft, and a little smile came across her lips. The nurse left to fetch an escort, and the teacher smiled satisfactorily. Schools were well within their rights to use one or more powders if needed, and this particular one was called Bright Powder, and made the imbiber more-or-less giddy and compliant for ten or so minutes.  It was also available only to medical professionals.

"Miss Cress. You will go with your escort to your class, and you will raise your dress in front of everybody and announce that you have learned that only very bad girls don't wear their diapers, and then apologize to the group. Am I making myself clear?"

"Uhhuh! Yes ma'am!" I bounded out the door with the nurse, and smiled brilliantly. Where the other powder made me feel very vague, this one made my head clear. Simple instructions. Simple actions. No probs! When we got to the class, late, I stood up in front of everyone with a dizzy smile and raised my dress. "Only bad girls don't wear their diapers, and I'm very sorry. I've learned my lesson." And like that, I took my seat. The humiliation would wash over me in a couple minutes. Until then, I was still ignorant.

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14 hours ago, Sophie ♥ said:

The humiliation would wash over me in a couple minutes.

We are sure it will! The question is how will she react to that feeling of humiliation? It doesn't seem like she has a chance at maintaining the rebelliousness but neither does it seem likely that she'll just start accepting not only wearing diapers but using them. And I'm still waiting for the scars to be discovered. I'm sure it will come in its time.

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23.)

It took a few minutes after the class had settled down with their whispers and smiles and by that time, Maisie had come down off the powder and was busy trying to burrow her head into the surface of her desk. A note passed forward from behind her, the writing curly and adorable, and read:

Bright Powder, right? That one is the worst! Nurses love it...

I groaned into the desk and rubbed my eyes against my hand. I couldn't believe this. I couldn't believe what happened. I didn't... ugh... I shook my head and pulled out a pencil, writing back.

Yeah... I don't know... this is so fu — I scribbled out the last two letters. messed up.

The note went back to the girl behind, and the girl behind her, and then finally to the left where Cora was sitting, and then took a moment before it came back.

The schools here kind of set the laws for kids and they're allowed to enforce them within reason, too. Do you know how long the lock is for? I saw it when you presented, usually it's 24 hours...

...huh? I looked at the paper, and read it twice over. Maybe I was missing something important...? What's 24 hours? That powder...? I pulled out my pencil again.

I'm not sure what you're talking about.

And passed it back behind me.

It took a few minutes longer for the note to come back, but when it did it had a more detailed explanation:

The cover over your punishment diaper has a lock on it so you can't take it off until the timer expires. They come in 6 hour or 24 hour or 72 hours but the 72 hour is only if you do something super bad. If they didn't say then yours is probably a 24 hour...

...what? What? Wait? WHAT? I bit my lip hard, looking down at the dress. I wanted to lift up the skirt to check. To see if it told me. Or if this was a joke. I was panicking. They wouldn't... it didn't even make sense! I felt so sick. Why would you... ugh! I raised my hand, and when the teacher called on me, I said "May I be excused?" And he just looked at me. And everyone did. And I realized how silly that statement was... "Nevermind..."

No note came back to Cora after the interruption, so she sent another one to follow after a few more minutes, this time on a smaller scrap of paper.

It's not that bad! You just be careful with what you eat so you don't twos, and you'll be fine — the punishment diapers are really good quality so you don't have to worry.

Obviously it was meant to be optimistic and reassuring, but it definitely didn't seem like Maisie took it as such.

When the bell chimed, I walked out of the classroom in a daze. I couldn't figure this out. I didn't understand this stupid school...

"Hey..."

Cora came running up and took me by the hand. I looked at my feet...

"You okay?"

"...yeah... I just... I just wanna look..."

"Come on, we'll go to a changing room together." Though the two of them would have to sneak in - changing rooms were often monitored.  But with Cora’s ingenuity, it wasn’t a problem.  Soon, the two of them were alone behind a curtain.

"That's what I keep saying, it's not really a lock. See the waistband, how it's really tight?" And it was, too, not tight enough to mark the skin but still way too tight to pull down over her hips. It was the third time since getting to the changing room that Cora had tried to explain. "They put the cover on, and then after it goes over your hips, the plastic takes a set amount of time to loosen, that's how it's designed. And nothing will cut it, either, and you get into big trouble if you try."

"This... is horrible...." No matter how much I tugged on the waistband, it wouldn't loosen. I felt so ill. "How do you know how long it's on there for...?" Six hours. It would mean I could go on my not-date. And I probably wouldn't have any moments of needing to use the bathroom, either. That was the ideal. Six. I could do six hours...

"Well usually they tell you. Are you sure she didn't? Not while you were huffed up on Bright Powder?" There was no way to tell just by looking at it, either, which was annoying but usually not a big issue. "Your punishment diaper looks like a 24 hour... I could tell for sure if you don't mind me touching it through the cover a little?"

I felt my cheeks turn pink and slowly nodded my head. I needed to know. Even if it was the 72 hour one, I needed to know... So I laid back on the changing table and looked up at the ceiling while the girl lifted my dress up over my head again.

It was good that the dress was as fluffy as it was, and the petticoat to boot, because once Cora started to press and feel she felt her cheeks go as pink as Strawberry Powder. "Hmm... it's a 24 hour, I'm sure of it. Six hours don't have as much rear padding, because they don't expect you to twos after only six hours."

I still had no idea what she was talking about. But I heard her loud and clear, regardless. Twenty-four hours..... "I... I can't wear this thing for 24 hours... I'll need to use the bathroom..."

"That's what the diapers are for."

She pushed once more on the front of the diaper and I whimpered a little. Jeeze... "...I... I can't do that... I need to... to talk to someone in charge…”

"Well... disputing punishments once they're given is usually just a good way to get even more punishments. So maybe it's best just to keep your head down and try not to cause a fuss." Cora bit her lip and pulled away from Maisie’s diaper, turning away with pink cheeks. "I mean you can try! But getting in trouble is no fun and getting in worse trouble sucks even more..."

...she was right. Ugh. I hated that she was right. I didn't even know the rules here, let alone what I could do to argue... so I shook my head and sighed, pulling myself to my feet. This wasn't fair... this was so not fair...

"I'll walk you to class."

"...thanks..."

"Please don't judge us too harshly... Lillikol I mean. I know that some stuff doesn't make sense to you, and some stuff even doesn't make sense to me. But it's not as bad as it seems, and it's a system that makes 99% of people happy 99% of the time." The girl with the wispy white-blonde hair smiled, tucking it behind her ear as she looked at the epically gorgeous Maisie before her.  Then, awkwardly, she kissed her cheek.

I blushed at the kiss, looking onward as she hurried away. She walked with a bounce in her step and I rubbed the side of my face. What a weird girl. But weird in a... a way that I actually liked. Fifth and Sixth hour went by without a problem, and then I had to meet Lyon out the front of the school. Ironically enough, the diaper I had on now was less thick than the one I wore to school!!

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Now the story is getting interesting! Well, it has been, but this punishment is special. 24 hours is going to be a problem for our little Maisie. Her not-date will be interesting enough but with this punishment diaper the entire 24 hours is going to be fun! And it puts her right back at school for her diaper change. And because of that it will be a change, not a release from this one.

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24.)

"Hey crumpet. We're just waiting on my brother, how was your day?" The way Lyon said brother was somewhat distasteful, and it was no secret that he had issues with the association. But with a brother like his, what boy wouldn't have issues? Delayed training was one thing, fine, but to embrace it and be completely happy about it? It was kinda... shameful.

"Pretty horrible..."

"Yeah, I heard about the punishment."

Great...

"So how long you in for?"

"A day..." His smile grew and I crossed my arms. "Shut up, alright? It's just that stupid teacher... she thinks she's so smart... she didn't even figure out what I was doing! Just yelling at me and stuff..."

"Chin up, cupcake, you'll get used to it. Teachers are kinda like lawmakers here, so..." The look on Maisie’s face made it pretty clear she'd heard that before, so instead of continuing, Lyon leaned down and kissed her. Right there. On the lips. A proper kiss. Because hey, as far as he was concerned, they were dating, and she was dressed properly and everything was good. So why wait?

........oh. Okay..... r-right... y-yeah..... His lips came off mine and I just... I felt like I was going to fall over. Kisses weren't really like I imagined them. I imagined them taking their time. And... I don't know. Fireworks. Maybe that was just from old movies... "Th-thank you...." Thank you?

"You're welcome." He laughed and then stopped, because his brother was approaching. "Lew. This is my girlfriend, Maisie. Try not to act weird, please?"

"Oh yeah, we've met." The girl from earlier, as it turned out, was Lyon's brother, one year his junior, and he smiled brightly at the girl. "Did he just do that really casual kiss thing? He does that with all the girls, it's his thing."

"Dude... really? Dude..."

"Y-yeah..." I felt my cheeks a little pink and looked at the ground. All the girls? How many girls were there...? "Um... it's nice to see you again. You could have told me you were Lyon's brother." I would have never believed it, if Lyon hadn’t told me himself - Lew didn’t look anything like a brother!  But now it made more sense why he'd come up to me and shake my hand.

"Oh, well, I would have, but Lyly has this thing where he doesn't like people to know we're related."

"Dude. Not Lyly. Lyon."

"Rawwwrrr~"

"Lee-on! Not Lion!"

It was amusing just how easily Lew could fire up his brother, and he seemed to take impressive amounts of delight in it. "Come on, Maisie, I assume if we start walking, he'll follow..."

Even so, I walked alongside Lew. I liked Lew! Lew made me happy in ways people just don't. He was as cool as the kiss was!

"So you like dressing this way?"

"Yup."

"That's cool. Do you want me to call you ‘she’ or ‘he’.” He just looked at me. "...what?"

"No one's ever asked that..."

"Oh... well, I can call you whatever you want."

"Well, people who don't know me call me She. And those who do call me He. And assbutts call me Freak or Jerk or Sissy. But I call me Lew."

"Can you stop flirting with my girlfriend?"

"I'm not flirting. I'm being friendly!"

"It's the same thing!"

"Psh. Boys. Anyway, Maisie, you can call me whatever you want as long as it's not mean. If it is mean, I'll probably cry, because I cry a lot."

"Yeah. He does. He cried for a week until Mom made me take him shopping for a bra today. Like what even."

"I'm at that age, Lyly, and I want to fit in!"

"Then try being toilet trained!"

"I meant fit into the clothes, silly..."

Lew was taller than me, but not by much. Clearly he'd gotten lucky with his genes if he wanted to be a girl, because judging by his brother, his family was tall. I talked a little more with him about what clothes he liked and what store we were going to.

"I need a bra," I said simply, looking down at my boobs. They weren't very big. But the training bra I'd been wearing was pretty lame... a sexy one would be awesome!

"Oh! Oh, then well get you one as well! Now, most bras are in colors that match the eight main colors of diapers here, so you can coordinate and still feel sexy."

"Okay. Look. We're not shopping around, we're going to get you your... thing, and then you're going home, and I'm taking Maisie out on a date. Because that's what guys do, we take girls on dates."

"Girls don't like me."

"Gee dude, I wonder why. Can you stop being so weird for like 20 minutes while we get this over and done with?"

"I like you," I said happily, and looped my arm around his. Or hers? I’d figure out pronouns later. She put her arm around mine and we both smiled up at Lyon. He rolled his eyes and we both laughed to ourselves. Oh jeeze, what a sore baby he was. "I don't have money for a bra anyway. Julienne stole my allowance.”

"I'll buy you one! I have lots of allowance, because I don't waste mine trying to entice as many girls as possible." Boys got a big allowance, because they paid for everything, and Lyon and Lew's parents tried to treat both their sons equally, hoping Lew would grow out of this. He hadn't.

"Okay. Alright. No more. It's bad enough you're coming along on our date..."

"Am I?" Lew raised his eyebrows. "Seems to me like you invited your date on your errand that Mom sent you on. And that's good, because I like Maisie. She's cute, so when you get bored and break her heart, maybe I'll show her what a proper date is."

"Ugh... ugh... UGH! DUDE! No! No. I like her. And if she decides she doesn't wanna date me anymore, then you still can't date her because you don't know a thing about dating!"

Oh jeeze. He was so easy to get at. I bit my lip and did my best not to laugh as the brothers bickered, and a little while later, we were at a series of shops I'd never been to. One store, in particular, had a good selection of lingerie, and that's where Lew took me.

"Oh man, this stuff is so cute."

"On a girl."

"Do you think you're impressing her acting like this? Huh? You're the only one here not in a diaper, but you're acting like a big baby." Lew rolled his eyes and took Maisie by the hand, leading her over to the bras on the left side of the store, leaving Lyon frowning by the entrance, as though coming in any further would somehow compromise his masculinity. "Don't worry about him, he's just having trouble dealing with me. I get it, I'm different."

"I'm different too. He seems to like me okay." I picked up some of the bras on the rack and looked over the sizes. Imports. Huh... "These are from the mainland." Good. I'd know my size, then. The bras were one thing, but stray too far to one side, and you wind up in baby nightie heaven, and too far to the other, decorated diapers. Then there were the sex diapers... which were... like... fucking horrible. I couldn't even begin to imagine...

"You're not really comfortable with this stuff, huh? Diapers and stuff? But people on the mainland train out before six, boys and girls, so I bet this is like the craziest thing for you." Lew picked up one of the bras in blue and held it up to his chest, pursing his lips and then explaining. "I wear blue, because I'm a boy. Obviously, right?"

"If you say so." I had no underwear to match. And that got me thinking... "Is there a women's section?"

"Juniors not good enough for you?"

"Just looking for something... you gonna be okay on your own?" She nodded and I made my way to the other side of the store. I found bras with removable cups, and remembered what had happened with Sugar my first night. This had to be the right area...

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Lyon is so easily annoyed it’s really funny. I like Lew a lot. They’re so far the most interesting character in the story to me. Mainly because I can tell that Lew is being 100% genuine and themselves whereas everyone else is bargaining, manipulating, or acting to placate others. Lew just goes for it!

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11 hours ago, littleTomás said:

Lyon is so easily annoyed it’s really funny. I like Lew a lot. They’re so far the most interesting character in the story to me. Mainly because I can tell that Lew is being 100% genuine and themselves whereas everyone else is bargaining, manipulating, or acting to placate others. Lew just goes for it!

LEW IS BEST CHARACTER! :D  (TBH I think Lew would be trans if there was such a concept in Lillikol...) 

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I agree that so far Lew is the most interesting character in this story, but I don't think he is trans so much as ABLG he likes Maisie not so much because she is a girl but because she is different from everyone else.  And Maisie won't be buying anything( she has no money) Lew will be buying what she wants for her. 

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7 hours ago, Sophie ♥ said:

TBH I think Lew would be trans if there was such a concept in Lillikol...

I love Lew as well. I understand there would be no concept for trans in Lillikol, so Lew is all the more outstanding because she isn't afraid to break the binary. Of course 'break the binary' wouldn't be understood there either. There may be a little bit of AB in there but I agree w Sophie that she (Lew) is trans. After all, looking from Maisie's point of view until the girls train out, they all act like little girls.

Now I'm curious to see what Maisie is looking for in that shop. I'm guessing whatever it is, especially if Lew buys it for her, she's going to ultimately get in trouble for it. While she's passing through the bra section for adult women I wonder if she's going for panties... 

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"Is there something you're looking for in particular, doll? Something for your Mom or big sister?" The clerk didn't look much older than Maisie was, and the skirt she wore was short enough for her diaper to peer out at the bottom. She was chipper and friendly with half her hair dyed neon orange and the other half white. 

"Uh... yeah..." I knew I couldn't say it was for me. I mean, I could. Underwear wasn't Carded stuff. But I'd rather not get into all that. "Yeah, do you have any underwear for like, maybe a..." Shoot, what were the ages? "Twenty... uh... four year old?"

"Training panties? With a little padding still? They're over here." She motioned to a rack past the changing rooms, and there were rows and rows of panties meeting that description; something a toddler on the mainland might wear after potty training and just in case of accidentals. Which was what a 24 year old was here, so that made sense. 

Ugh... not really what I was looking for... "N-no, she's... she's been out of diapers for like, three years?" More like six years... "Um... I don't think she needs underwear. She's gonna be starting a family soon, so I thought... you know, something cute to show her I'm being supportive..."

"Oh, I see." The clerk then went to another nearby section where there were some panties. Like. Actual adult panties. Still very conservative and cute and more like that than anything overtly sexy, but that didn't mean they weren't very appealing. "This is the young-adult range, is this more like what you're looking for? Most of these are available in all sizes and all eight colors." The diaper colors it seemed permeated the adult underwear market, too.

"This is perfect, I think! Thank you so, so much." I started going through the little bins, looking at the underwear longingly. Oh jeeze, they were so cute. Normal underwear. In the eight colors, obviously, with lace, and bows, and a little childish, but still so normal! SO normal! I checked the price. Not horrible. I mean, compared to makeup for ten bucks. So I grabbed a couple pairs, all in different colors, and made my way back to the boy in the bra area. "Um, Lew?"

"Hm?"

"If you pay for these for me, I'll pay you back. I promise!"

"Well." Lew piled three of the bras he'd picked out for himself on top of the small pile of panties and then looked over his shoulder for where his brother was. "It's not my place to judge, if you wanna wear them you can wear them. And you don't have to pay me back, I got nothing else to spend money on." He laughed and nodded to the bras. "You need a bra still, right?"

I picked out a bra to match the purple panties and walked nervously to the check-out. There was no trouble, but I was still nervous nonetheless. When we were done, two separate bags, I stopped Lew on the way out. "Don't tell your brother about this stuff, okay...?"

"...yeah, alright."

"I just... I know he likes me like this. But I just... it's not me, you know?" Of course he knew. So together we walked out of the store to meet up with Lyon.

"Mom wants you to go straight home so she can make sure your stuff fits."

"Uhhuh. Alright. It was nice to see you, Maisie! I'd love to hang out again sometime if you want, maybe just the two of us?"

"Yeah yeah, go on, get out of here." Lew kissed Maisie's cheek and then the other, and grinned happily, before leaving the two alone, and Lyon sighed. "I'm sorry... if I'm a jerk or whatever. It just rubs me the wrong way how he can be so okay with being so... not. You know?"

I guess now was as good a moment as any to talk about it... "What about me?" He looked at me a little blankly and I sighed. Ugh... "I'm different. I'm like him, but backwards. I mean, I want to wear pants and underwear and stuff. So what makes me any different?"

"...I..."

"I mean, I know you got all into me thinking I'd be cute in crap like this," I said, motioning to the dress, "but it's not going to be a thing. That's just not how I dress."

"That's just how girls dress, though. I mean not in the same dress every day, but like... dresses and skirts and stuff. It's..." With a sigh, he frowned and kissed her, because kisses had the effect of shutting girls up effectively. And this wasn't a one time, little itty bitty kiss, either, this was a real kiss, one held securely until forced up to breathe.

Okay. Well that was definitely different than the first time. His lips came off mine far later than I wanted them to, and I almost fell down with how little I could breathe. He held me, though, and I felt my cheeks to scarlet. "D-don't think that gets you off the hook... stupid..."

Obviously, Maisie hadn't gotten her rebellious streak out of her system yet, so Lyon gave a pretty impressive encore performance until the girl was trembling, and then looked her right in the eyes. "I kiss girls. Not boys. And I like kissing you, so you're going to keep being a girl. Understand?" His tone was... authoritative. In control.

"...I never said I was a boy..." He let me go and I nearly fell over. Jeeze... I couldn't even breathe. I fell against the wall and took a deep breath, trying to get as much oxygen as I could. This was so messed up...

"Then don't dress like one. Come on, we're going to see a movie." Movies, as they were, were only available in the one theater annexed off the library in each town and were careful not to show anything in the way of childhood development so as not to give away anything about the outside world's different ways of doing things. Therefore the selection of films was small, but well-curated and approved by the government.

"...movie?"

"Yeah."

"You have movies here?"

"Yeah...?"

"...I didn't know that. Like, you don't have TVs, so..." The theater wasn't far. I still had the bag wrapped around my wrist from the lingerie store. Lyon let me in first and we stared up at the signs.

"There's a new movie. The Notebook. I hear it's super girly."

"I've seen it."

"...how?"

"It came out like, a decade."

"...okay, what about that Bug’s Life thing."

"That's from the 90s."

"Ugh. Okay, what movie haven’t you seen?"

Of the ones I could pronounce... I think I'd seen them all...

"Fine, we'll see something in French. With subtitles." It was a classic trick of his, anyway — the cultural division wanted to make sure the students had a width breadth of cultural comparison, which meant at all times half the films were in other languages. And French made girls melty, and subtitles meant they never wanted to focus too much, and were willing to kiss. "We'll see Amélie. It's a comedy." There were only three screens in the cinema, but the entire place had the feel of a 1940's picture-show, very old-timey, and the concession stand matched the general feel and decor — which meant popcorn, some candies, and an actual soda jerk making fresh sodas to order.

"I'm actually kind of excited."

"...you're excited for the French movie?"

This boy could be so dense sometimes. "Listen, back home, we have movie theaters in our homes. Like little ones. And they let you watch a hundred shows or any movie you want, and it's amazing. But here you don't have any. So I'm actually... I mean, it reminds me of home. It reminds me of being normal..."

"You should stop thinking of the mainland as normal; this is your home now, and this is normal." He ordered the tickets for the two of them, paying with more of the strange plastic money, and leading her past the ticket booth to the staircase that went downstairs. And the downstairs was where it actually started to be impressive — the foyer was beautiful and classic, lots of red, and the concession area took up one entire wall, with the entrances to the three screens on the other three. "Are cinemas like this on the mainland, too?"

"A little less... uh... extravagant. But the premise is the same." We sat down together after getting some snacks. He had fresh popcorn and soda and I had a chocolate bar. Brand named, too. I guess not everything was made on the island. I took a bite of my chocolate bar and watched the screen. No previews or anything. I bet the projector was analogue.

"We didn't always have the movie theaters. I mean. We did, but you had to be of age to use them. And then after a while they started doing school trips once a week, and eventually movies became more of a thing for kids." Which was probably for the best, all things considered, because there wasn't much to do on the island that could be done in a small amount of time like a movie.

"I like it... feels... homey..." I knew he didn't like me referring to the mainland as my home, but I didn't really give a fuck. It was where I'd spent most of my life. I sipped at the soda and held out my candy bar to the boy. "Would you like a bite?" Was this how dates were supposed to feel?

He took a bite for himself and kissed her forehead, wrapping his arm around her a little tighter. It was common courtesy to not start kissing until the lights went down, and Lyon was nothing if not polite. "I'm sorry about the stuff with my brother earlier, and if for some reason you want to be his friend, I guess I'm okay with that. I don't think he's gonna try and steal you anyway — I don't think he likes girls to be honest."

"That's normal where I come from." Not normal... but, hey. He would never know. "I mean, some guys just like guys. Some guys actually wanna be girls, you know. Not just dress like them, but have girl names and be called girls. It's their right, as humans. Just because you're born one way doesn't mean you have to stay that way, you know."
"Well yeah, you say that, but what if someone said they wanted to like... be a cow. You can't just be a cow, no matter what you say you are, it doesn't work like that. Just like no matter how many girls’ clothes my brother wears, he's not ever going to be a girl. And on the guys like guys stuff... it just wouldn't work. You know. Boys have a thing, and girls have a thing, and they fit together." He pushed some popcorn into his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, like everything made sense to him and he was worried for her.

"I wanna be a cow." He looked at me blankly, like he was waiting for a punchline. I shrugged out from under his arm and made a big "mooooo" sound. He just stared at me. I did it again, louder, and a lot of people in the theater looked up at us.

"Hey..!"

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Kiss time. Which was difficult, because people were staring, and she kept trying to moo, so he put his hand up her dress the way he would with any girl and pressed against her diaper until she stopped mooing, and started enjoying the kiss. What had he gotten himself into? She just needed to calm her farm - literally - and realize normal was called normal for a reason.

I pushed his hand away from me and broke our lips from each other. He just stared. Had he really never been rejected like that before? The movie started up and I crossed my arms over my chest, pulling back the wrapper on my chocolate bar and biting the edge of it. Stupid boy. Touching me without asking. Being a genuine butt.
Well. At least she wasn't mooing anymore! But honestly, who rebuffed him like that? He was Lyon Lopalla, and girls threw themselves at him, dammit. His frowning only lasted a few more minutes, though, before he put his arm around the girls shoulders and tried to give kissing her another attempt. She knew what she did was wrong, pushing him away like that, so she obviously wanted to go back to kissing as much as he did.

I stuffed the whole candy bar in my mouth and the boy just stared at me. I looked up at him, then back at the screen, and started reading the subtitles. For the rest of the movie, we didn't kiss. Actually, about halfway through the movie, I forgot I was mad. It was just a really good movie!

Snooty. Little. Stuck-up. Haughty. Ugh! UGH! It was fair to say that Lyon was not happy with the state of affairs by the time the movie ended, and she hadn't even shared a single sip of soda with him, either! The credits began to roll, and he did what he could to be cheerful and pleasant, though honestly he was just annoyed and bitter. Stupid girl... turning him down... "Did you like the movie?"

"Yeah, a lot actually! Thank you for taking me." Clearly my mood had perked up some. His, though, didn't seem to. I climbed up from the chair and stretched. I was really thirsty, but my goal was not to drink a drop of liquid until I got this diaper off tomorrow afternoon.

"There's a milkshake place down by the coast, I wanted to take you there before we go home. Honestly, they do milkshakes so good you'll wonder if it's magic." Okay, so he'd actually spend the whole movie talking himself out of the milkshake finale, but she looked cute when she stood up and it was hard to stay mad. And maybe the walk would help her to see the mistake she was making by refuting his advances.

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Wow, I loved this chapter.

I'm unsure if Lew is Trans or Genderfluid. But whatever they are, I love them. I was very surprised that the girl Lew ended up being Lyon brother but when she first walked up to Maisie and left so quickly, it did make me interested in her because it seemed like the purpose of talking to Maisie then was more than what she let on. 

2 hours ago, Sophie ♥ said:

...how?

This was funny. How every movie is very old due to needing to be curated for the island. Maisie description of Streaming services was a good way to explain it to someone who doesn't know what the internet is, but what a movie is. Although I was surprised that Lyon wasn't curious about something like that with how she described it, especially when she said hundreds and Lilikol selection of films is very small.

 

2 hours ago, Sophie ♥ said:

I wanna be a cow."

????, this was, without a doubt, my favorite part. I started laughing so much when she started moooing just to spite Lyon over his very rude and ignorant comments.

 

I liked Lyon a bit at first, and to an extent I understand that the gender roles have played a significant part in influencing his behavior but omg, he's actually such a sexist dick. Cora was right, he at least, sees girls as trophies.

2 hours ago, Sophie ♥ said:

Kiss time. Which was difficult, because people were staring, and she kept trying to moo, so he put his hand up her dress the way he would with any girl and pressed against her diaper until she stopped mooing, and started enjoying the kiss.

The audacity of this dude, like wtf. Isn't this their second date? Like wtf. Kissing so aggressively too. Like if Maisie likes it fine.

2 hours ago, Sophie ♥ said:

he frowned and kissed her, because kisses had the effect of shutting girls up effectively.

But when This is his thought process and reasoning for it. Fuck him, a total dick, a golden dick. But a dick nonetheless. "Golden" because of the "prince charming" casanova attitude he puts up for girls.

 

And the diaper touch, I understand that diapers have become an integral part of romantic and sexual relationships in this culture, that they're a vital part of "courting" and stuff. But even then, it was said that diaper checks and changes are very intimate things. So, touching her diaper like that without permission, so suddenly is wrong not just generally, but even within their own cultural context, it seems that on the second date it wouldn't be appropriate. 

 

 

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11 minutes ago, Scarlet said:

Wow, I loved this chapter.

These comments are my FAVORITES SO FAR!  XD Thank you for such an in-depth analysis of Lyon and the culture.  I swear, you hit the nail on the head at every single mark.

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