Staycation Part 2: A Mostly Fictitious Story

I was still avoiding eye contact - Partially because I was wrapped up in the thought I had just mentioned, and partially because I was shy. I'd never shared these thoughts with someone before and I was worried he might not enjoy them as much as I did . . . I was actually nervous to enjoy them as much as I thought I could . .  . I'd let myself explore them before on my own, but I had always stopped myself before I got too carried away. 

I let out a slight sigh, reassuring myself it would be okay and I turned slightly to look at him. His eyes met mine and I could sense his intrigue and I locked onto it. It felt as though his gaze was pulling all my hidden desires forward; Like I had no choice but to share with him. 

I found myself in that place again: The space between contraction and expansion. That place of safety and security and intention. 

"Oh? Is that something you've thought about before Kitten?" 

I smiled slightly and looked away, gazing down over my breast and toward my toes as I giggled quietly to myself. I paused another second before turning back to look at him. My eyes locked again: "Mhm, I mean . . . sometimes. I've never told anyone though. Is that weird?" I covered my eyes with my hands and curled as small as I could while still nuzzling in against his warm body. 

"No Kitten, it's not weird. I'm curious though, what kinds of things have you thought about?" 

"Oh goodness, I dunno" I said as I squirmed around. My body was playing between the discomfort of sharing these parts of myself, and the excitement of inviting someone into this experience of turn-on that I felt. I paused for a second thinking to myself: "Do I tell him? I think I can. We've known each other a while. He's always been supportive and I think he'd like it, too . . . I think I want to tell him." 

"Okay" I said, letting out another exhale, "I'll tell you but you can't look at me 'cus I'm too shy." 

"That's okay, Kitten, we can lay like this" he said as he moved to his back and allowed me to cuddle against his chest, both of us gazing up at the ceiling. I reached over him with my left hand and he held it close, reassuringly. I took a deep breath, exhaling as I settled back into my fantasy and began to share it with him . . . 

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As the key turned in the latch, C ran to the door. She could hear him meowing on the other side, waiting not-so-patiently for her to come in and shower him with attention, and food. She pushed the door open and surely enough he began rubbing against her legs in the usual cat-way, asserting his ownership. She washed her hands, gave him pets and stepped carefully through to the bedroom with her bags and all she had brought for her visit this week. 

Dixie was on staycation with a friend after finishing up an exam and was having a much-needed break so Bria had offered to stay over and take care of Dixie's cat. She opened her phone to read the text "Just left, have a great time with C! I put fresh sheets on the bed and left a clean towel out for you and instructions for C's food are on the counter. Thank you again so so much! Just message if you need anything and feel free to send me all the pictures! I miss him already." She smiled as she slipped her phone into her back pocket, the screen dimming, and she raised her eyes to look out at the room - Her new home for the next few nights. 

She did a quick scan and went to step forward but something caused her to hesitate. "What was that?" she thought to herself. She looked back just on the other side of the dresser. Some clear plastic was sticking out. It wasn't anything she recognized and it piqued her curiosity. She peered around the side as she stepped into the room to get a better look. 

The package was sort of a rectangle shape, clear and had these pastel pink things stacked almost like books on a shelf inside, so perfectly and neatly. She slowly lowered and smoothed her hand over the package to read the label: "Tab-style briefs with maximum absorbency". She had a puzzled look on her face and paused once more before reaching into the package to figure out what these could be. They were folded so precisely she didn't want to disturb them, worried Dixie may notice upon returning home. Bria slipped her hand in between the first two. It was so smooth, so soft. "This feels really good," she thought to herself, and then instantly stifled the thought realizing it was so odd to be thinking that, especially when she had no idea what this was. 

There had been a slit cut perfectly in the front of the package and so she grabbed hold gently and pulled one out. She held it up in front of her with both hands, smoothing over the plastic again with a slight smile on her face. "Oh my god" she thought as her eyes widened and she realized what it was . . . "A diaper?!". She felt a rush of something flow through her entire body, followed by a wave of anxiety as she folded it back up neatly and put it back in the package, careful not to leave any trace that it had been removed from its place. "What on earth is Dixie doing with these?" she thought to herself. She shook her head and let the shake echo throughout her body as a way to dispel whatever odd feeling she was experiencing and made a decision to just ignore those for the next couple days while she stayed here. She was excited to have a whole condo to herself and refocused on that as she got her own items settled into the bedroom and curled up on the bed waiting for the cat to join her.

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The first night Bria slept better than she had in weeks. The bed was soft, covered in puffy, warm blankets and Dixie's cat stayed snuggled up beside her all night. His soft purrs made the unfamiliar bedroom feel like home. She had completely forgotten about the previous night's strange encounter until her morning alarm buzzed her out of bed and instantly her eyes were drawn to that corner of the room where the pink diapers sat. Her mind was flooded with memories of the softness as she slipped her hand between the two diapers. She felt a wave of excitement rush over her body as she closed her eyes and breathed into a tingly sensation that started in her toes and rushed up her legs and through her p*ssy, her upper body letting out a slight shutter in response. She opened her eyes abruptly as she exhaled quickly. "Oh god, that was weird"," she thought to herself, shaking it off as she got up and headed out the door to work. 

When she came home that night, she opened the door and was once again greeted by Dixie's cat. "I could seriously get used to this" she thought as she bent over to give him head scratches. He preempted her reach and head butted her hand, eyes closed and tale wagging as he leaned into the pets. She looked at him, "You're such a strange cat". He really was, kind of more like a dog actually, except a lot less work. 

As she stepped forward into the house, the same rush of excitement moved through her body. She was trying so hard to fight it but she couldn't not think about the pink diapers, so perfectly folded, standing next to each other. They were so smooth and so soft on the outside and the padding on the inside looked so comfortable . . . "No, what are you doing Bria?" she said to herself and shut the thought down again. This time though no matter what she did, the thoughts kept coming back and each time the physical response grew more intense. By bedtime that night her whole body was tingling. She was tossing and turning all night, oscillating between trying so hard to suppress the thoughts she was having and allowing the curiosity to draw her in. 

The next day at work she was so distracted. Her boss kept asking if everything was okay and she continued to respond "Yeah, I just didn't sleep so well last night". Every time she would say it, it was followed by a tingle through her body and a little smile she kept hidden from him. She was exhausted, it was true. But she was also more enticed than she had felt in a really really long time. 

The whole way home she was thinking about whether or not she should just give in. It was taking all of her energy to fight her curiosity; And when she did let herself explore the thoughts that were coming it felt so, so good. "Maybe it's not that weird" she thought, "I mean, Dixie has them so she must not think it is so strange. I don't know what Dixie does with them but I'm sure I wouldn't get judged for being interested . . . They were left right out in the open after all . . . Dixie must've known I would notice them . . . perhaps even thought I might . . . " her thoughts trailed off. 

As soon as she walked through the door, she knew: She was ready to let curiosity win. She went through the usual routine of washing hands, petting C and having some cuddle time, giving him his dinner, and then she made her way to the bedroom. She could feel the tingly sensation coming back as she neared the corner of the room where the diapers were. It travelled gradually from her toes and up her legs and as she took a breath she felt something new - Her p*ssy relaxed and the tingling made its way through her pelvis. She could feel excitement in her body. She started to freeze again but took another deep breath and reassured herself "You have been thinking about this all day. Just go slow. It's okay."

She crouched down and slipped her hand into the package. The familiar sensation made her whole body shiver. She'd been thinking about this feeling incessantly and part of her worried the feeling wouldn't live up to the anticipation but that was far from true. Her heart began to beat faster as she pulled the pink diaper out of the package. She turned and placed it on the bed, unfolding it and carefully smoothing it out as she opened it. Then, she unbuttoned her pants and let them fall to the floor, taking one foot out and then the other. Next, her panties. She crawled onto the bed, and then cautiously pivoted so that she was perfectly centred. She laid back and let her feet meet as her knees fell out to the sides. Then, she reached down and pulled the front up nice and snug between her legs. She tucked one side into the crease of her thigh, and then the other, and then carefully pulled the tapes closed making sure they were perfectly even and hugged her hips just right. A smile crept across her face as she laid there, looking down at the smooth pink puffy part between her legs. She ran her fingers along the stretchy waistband, and then slowly moved her hand down the front of the diaper - her diaper - feeling the softness against her own body. She began to smile and let out a small giggle, surprising herself. She covered her mouth quickly with her other hand but continued to smile behind it. She released the grip over her mouth relaxing her left arm out to the side. 

Bria laid her head back, closing her eyes as her right hand moved further down the front of her diaper and she began to feel everything she had been dreaming about for the last two nights.