Sara's Dream Come True (Private with R682)

[R682]

"You could handle it..." Jen chuckled, without offense. "Of course you could handle it. Like anything else, it's just a matter of getting used to the idea. You already watched me get changed before, didn't you?" She waved the matter away. "Anyway, I don't think we're going to have to worry about that again, now, anytime soon. I'm sure I'm all done with anything like that for today." She'd need to wee again some time before bed, almost certainly; but that didn't seem like it would present too much of an issue. Jen wondered if Sara could be persuaded to change that one for her this evening, when the time came. She'd like that more than having to submit to Sara's mother for attention, much as the older lady made no bones about it. Not that Jen would be too deterred now, either way.

Jen had no worries at all about holding Sara's hand. She didn't notice Sara's romantic feelings about it, just interpreted it as a nice thing to being doing, for now. It wasn't like Jen had any issue at all with the idea of hugs, snuggles or nuzzles of any kind. Indeed, she'd be prepared to let things go a whole lot further than that, and still see it as nothing more than a friendly pursuit of pleasure.

"Why would I mind?" Jen smiled. "Just waddle your way down, girl. Or do what I used to do, and we can both sit down on our bums, and bump out way down one step at a time."

Already, she gently stroked the back of Sara's hand with her thumb, making slow careful circles.

[DiapeePrincessSara]

Sara was firm in her belief that she would be unable to handle such a situation. However, maybe if given enough time she would be able to. "I don't think I could handle such a thing. It's hard enough to feel it squishing about in the diaper, even with gloves it would be hard to not feel icky." She said.

Sara began waddling towards the stairs, her face went even brighter as Jen stroked her thumb. Sara was thinking about asking Jen what her feelings were towards her but didn't want to risk ruining their friendship if things didn't work out. "I... I didn't think you would, I just figured it best to be sure." Sara was stuttering a bit and her heart was racing from her desire to be more than friends.

[R682]

"It's not icky when it's a friend," Jen smiled; but she wasn't looking to debate the issue, or pressure Sara out of her comfort zone. Rather, her priority was for Sara to realise that she herself was completely at her ease.

"Sara," Jen reassured her, as they held hands down the stairs. "There's very little I would mind doing, as long as you liked it, and it didn't cause me enormous pain, or anything like that. So, you know, if there's anything you ever want me to do, don't think it has to be a big deal or anything. I mean, I'm happy to wipe your bottom for you and change your diaper... so why are you worried about holding hands? I like holding hands, and I like cuddles..." she paused for a moment, wondering if she was going too far, but decided she was determined to push ahead with her message of insouciance, "and I like sex stuff, even if you wanted something like that. It doesn't have to matter, anytime it's just us."

Jen's own heart rate was slow and steady, genuinely as casual about the whole subject as her outward demeanor might suggest, and she was ready to simply pad the rest of the way down the stairs as if nothing really had been said.

[DiapeePrincessSara]

"I think it's icky because of germs, is all. I got sick often growing up so I do my best to avoid anything that can cause me to get sick. Truth be told, I never liked using the potty anyways because I fear that the germs will make me sick. Our potty here at home is super clean all the time but out and about I dread using them. That's why I asked for the super thick pads so if I need to pee while I am out and can't wait, I can." Sara said. Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs, Sara led Jen towards the kitchen, still holding Jen's hand tightly.

"I... I, don't know about sex. I've never done it and I don't think I would. I don't know why but sex just never did interest me at all. But I am glad that you don't mind hugs, cuddles or hand holding. I am also very glad that you weren't upset by me sleeping basically on top of you earlier. I will try to not suffocate you with snuggles while we sleep." Sara giggled as she spoke, knowing that she likely would end up atop Jen once again this evening should they be to share the bed again.

[R682]

"Mm," Jen acknowledged, with perfect acceptance. "Well, I'd say diapers sound better than pads, when it comes to that. I wouldn't worry too much about germs, myself, though. Not as long as you're sensible and wash your hands and stuff. You've got an immune system for a reason. Anyway," she touched Sara's cheek to turn her face towards Jen's own for a moment. "Any germs I've got, you've already been exposed to by now, poo or no poo." To illustrate the point, rather than as any deep or romantic gesture, Jen leant in and casually kissed Sara on the kips. It wasn't a deep or lingering kiss, or one that necessarily needed to be more than one female friend might otherwise give to another; but it wasn't a peck, either, and their lips gently pressed for at least a second.

"Don't worry about sex, then," she expressed, as she stepped back and processed Sara's shocked remark. "And don't worry, I'm not coming onto you, or anything like that. Just, I want to make sure you realise, I'm pretty chilled out about anything like that (as if that wasn't clear enough already, by now). So snuggle away, 'girlfriend'."

The way Jen saw it, unless the two of them were actually making out, or overtly having sex, there was nothing to even think about. Beyond that, pleasure was pleasure, and if you could trust the other person not to say too much to anyone else, why not experience it? Did Sara not even masturbate, then, based on what she'd just said? Jen wanted to ask, but was afraid to embarrass her further. Personally, she doubted she could get through the day without finding the opportunity to fiddle with herself to the point of satisfaction at least once; difficult as that might be to accomplish now, while diapered and closely accompanied. Still, her focus was still on Sara for now, and whatever Sara wanted and enjoyed was her priority, not her own bestial impulses.

[DiapeePrincessSara]

"I agree and am truly enjoying the diapers now. They're so soft and I love the way they crinkle as we walk." Sara giggled as they progressed through the living room. "I guess you're right about the germs. I would just have to be mentally prepared before I could do such a cleaning job." She continued.

Sara was stopped dead in her tracks as Jen kissed her lips, her face entirely red at the unexpected gesture. She realized it wasn't the same as a couple would give one another, but still knew it was a sign of how much Jen cared for her. Sara just wished the kiss didn't have to end. Sara hugged Jen tightly "I love you" she said kind of muffled by being so close to Jen's chest during the hug.

Sara would probably die of embarrassment if Jen ever found out that she did masturbate at least a few times in a week. But she would never admit to it. Although she was quite turned on not only by the diapers but also by the random kiss from Jen.

[R682]

Jen's only acknowledgement was a friendly tousle of Sara's hair, before continuing the progression through into the living room. Whatever the kiss had meant, in Jen's case it had been given away far more casually than Sara might have been inclined to presume. But then, Jen was far more casual about everything like that, anyway. She'd probably have been similarly casual if Sara had declared her true feelings in a completely clear, frank and open way, and probably even no less keen to proceed to dinner. After all, Jen was hungry. Other satisfaction could wait.

Padding her way through the rest of the way, she straddled her diaper and tried not to waddle. It was very comfortable still, but hardly dignified, even if you forced yourself to walk upright. Still, it was only Sara's mother Jen had to contend with, as far as she was aware, and she'd seen everything there was to see already. After all, if Jen was in a swimsuit, she wouldn't have balked at coming down to dinner if invited to do so like that, so this needn't be any different.

[DiapeePrincessSara]

Sara smiled as Jen had played with her hair a bit, quite content in knowing that as long as she has Jen by her side, this diapering and babying stuff was entirely fine. Sara sat at the table still holding Jen's hand. "Sorry we took so long mommy." Sara said, even though only about 3 minutes had passed since her mother's call for dinner.

Sara's mother smiled at the girls as they sat at the table, diapers on full display. "No worries sweetheart. I just did not want your dinner to get cold. I'm glad neither of you put your bottoms back on as after dinner I have a surprise for you." She said with a giggle.

Sara hoped whatever it was would be warm as she was feeling a slight chill from her lack of bottoms and the air conditioner being on to keep the house from being too warm as dinner was being made.

[R682]

"A surprise?" Jen raised her eyebrows wryly, glad to be able to tuck her bare legs and diaper away beneath the level of the table, and pull her chair in close. From the tabletop up, at least, it all looked like an ordinary respectable family dinner this way. Quite the duality of an image to the side-on observer, though. Jen wondered why Sara's mother felt the need to comment on their exposure. Was she enjoying this a little too much? And what was this 'surprise', and why did Jen feel just a little uneasy at the thought? For the first time in the experience, she felt a slight internal chill of her own, and hoped Sara's previous fear of her mother's extremes, which Jen had thoroughly dismissed and talked her out of before now, was nothing with any basis in reality.

Nevertheless, Jen really was hungry, so she was glad for the chance to eat. Picking up her cutlery eagerly, she looked towards Sara's mother expectantly, trusting that she was a better cook than Jen's own.

"Thankyou for dinner," she smiled politely, in advance. Good manners and confidence would see her through almost anything; of that much she was still certain.

[DiapeePrincessSara]

Sara's mother smiled at the two girls sitting across from her. "I bought you girls each a gift while I was at the store. I don't want to spoil the surprise, though. So you'll find out after dinner when you open the boxes over there." Sara's mother pointed to two equally sized square boxes sitting on the counter beside the sink. "Feel free to begin eating girls. I know you both must be super hungry since you had to walk most of the way home." She continued, still smiling on the outside but equally mad at the bus driver on the inside.

Sara looked over towards the box when her mother pointed at it, still curious about its contents. However, she knew it had to be a clothing item as there would be no other reason for her mother to say anything about their exposure. Sara looked back at her mother and saod "thank you for dinner mommy." Sara began eating slower than normal to avoid choking. In her mind since as much went wrong today as went right, she couldn't be too safe.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "You girls keep eating, I will go see who that is." Sara's mother left the kitchen and closed the curtain that divided the living area from the kitchen.