The new pet (private for Liten)

[Matt_Bradock]

- That's better - he commented on her change of pace, then took another slice for himself. After finishing it, he flushed it down with a glass of juice - Matt was a teetotalist and proud of it. There was no alcohol in his house, except in the emergency box for sterilizing.
- So, did I manage to find something you like? - he asked smiling, looking at the neko.
- Eat all you want, I don't wanna leave you starving. And if you want to take a nap after, by all means, do so.

[Liten]

I was happy to eat this, pizza. It tasted good. I paid him no mind as he was doing his own thing. And when he question my likening of this, I simply nodded as I moved onto a third piece of the food. Though as I ate my body was preparing to make room for my most recent meal, signifying it as a silent gas excreted from my behind, not that I took notice to it.

[Matt_Bradock]

- Well this isn't the last time you can have some, so you don't have to eat it up all at once. Besides if you stuff yourself, your tummy will hurt later. I tell this from personal experience, I had many sleepless nights as a kid because of that - he told her smiling, knowing she probably never could eat as much as she wanted to.
- Is this the first time you can have this much food at once? - he asked finally, wanting to prove his theory.

[Liten]

I finished off the slice I was eating, pondering to answer his question. "My last owner, she had set meal times, where I would only get so much to eat and in a certain time frame. If I didn't eat all of what I had before eating time was over, I wouldn't be able to finish it." I told him, my tail was involuntarily raised as I began to fill my diaper up. It wasn't anything unusual for me, this happened fairly often enough. Though it probably wouldn't take long for the scent of the dirty diaper to waft through the place.

[Matt_Bradock]

- Makes sense... Well, I won't rush you here. Take your time. - Matt replied. For all he cared she could spend the entire evening munching.
Though that became highly implausible when he smelled the definiteive odor of a messy diaper.
- I think you need a clean diaper. - he noted, standing up. This was going to be a test of guts for him, but he knew it was inevitable.

[Liten]

This was something I had been dreading. I wasn't very fond of even having my diaper changed, but with messy diapers it always had to be thorough. And, well, those are experiences I would just rather not remember. Anyways, I knew I shouldn't run or resist. It, it just wasn't something I was looking forward to. Especially as I finished filling my diaper, the weight of it there, it felt so. So. I couldn't describe it. Part of me loved it, while another part hated it. It was an odd mix of emotions, so when he stated my need for a change, all I could do was look down at my feet, my tail curling around me a bit.