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Polycule Daycare Chapter 1
🕑 Added 2022-04-14 14:48:27 +0000 UTC“Are you sure they’re coming over today?” Zoe asked, standing anxiously by the window. “They’re never this late.”
“It’s only seven forty.” Caleb said, putting his arms around Zoe from behind. “Plenty of time for them to get here before Roman and I start work.”
“But usually they’re here at seven thirty, and there’s time for fun with me and Roman, or you and him.”
“I think Roman has something special planned for today.” Caleb said.
“Oh? What?”
“I’m not sure.” Caleb said. He offered nothing further besides a pat on the butt before retreating to the kitchen to get his coffee.
“Ugh, you are too sure!” Zoe protested. She was about to chase Caleb’s stupid hunky self down when a car pulled into the driveway. “They’re here, they’re here!”
Caleb laughed. “Are you angling for more pet-play? You’re so excited I might have to put a puppy pad down.”
“Hush you, it’s not a scene yet.”
Zoe stuck her tongue out at Caleb and opened the front door, standing eagerly on the steps. Roman’s Volvo was parked haphazardly as always on the gravel drive. From the door he and Esmerelda were screened by the cherry tree. The pink blossoms framed them both like panels of an old-timey painting.
Roman was short and barrel chested to Esmie’s willowy elf look. Zoe fit in just between them height wise. She fit well between them in bed too, Zoe recalled fondly. Even with a California King size bed it was hard to fit all four of them together. Lining up by height helped a little, though that left the boys on the outside edges.
Caleb had that tall wiry swimmer look. It was good look, doubly so when he and Roman were naked together. There wasn’t going to be any of that sexy action if they didn’t get into the house soon. Not only did they arrive late, but they were taking forever to get out of the car.
Braving the rough gravel in her bare feet, Zoe picked her way down the driveway. Esmie was pulling some kind of duffel bag out of the back of the car, while Roman was juggling a pair of boxes.
“Hey Esmie, Roman!” Zoe said. “Need any help?”
“Zoe, you are missing your shoes.” Esmie pulled her in for a kiss.
It might not be true what they said about French girls and the way they kiss, but it had always been true about Esmie. Zoe melted into the kiss and grabbed her girlfriend’s butt.
“If you two get started on that in the driveway I really will be late to work.” Roman said, giving Zoe’s butt a good slap.
“You’re the one that’s here ten minutes late.” Zoe countered.
She turned around and there it was, a trademark Roman bone-crushing hug. He was sturdy as a rock, Zoe braced her hands on his shoulders and took the chance to give her feet a break from the sharp gravel.
“You want to be carried now? How am I supposed to get the boxes in?”
“I’ve got them.” Caleb said. He’d sensibly added shoes to his work-from-home t-shirt and shorts. The boxes looked light, if bulky. Caleb’s long arms scooped them up without a problem.
“Perfect, now Roman can carry me!”
“Brat.” Roman smirked. He shifted Zoe to a princess carry with one hand clamped on the back of her neck. The controlling feeling sent hot sparks across Zoe’s skin.
“This is a lot of gear.” Zoe observed when the bag, boxes, and herself had been transported inside.
“Roman won’t tell me what this all is.” Esmie said.
The boys didn’t comment. That was due to Roman stretching up on his toes, locked in a passionate kiss with Caleb. Esmie and Zoe both took a moment to admire the boys.
“That was hot.” Zoe declared when the kiss ended. “So, you’re both using a sick day today, right?”
“Nice try Zoe.” Caleb said. “Roman, do you have any time left? I know you wanted to help set up.”
“I really have to run.” Roman sad wistfully. His hand lingered on Caleb’s. “Take care of the girls for me.”
“Of course. Have a good day at work.” Caleb squeezed Roman’s hand and gave him a soft look.
“You two be good for Caleb.” Roman said, quickly kissing Esmie and Zoe in turn.
“Oh, so we will be doing a scene all the day?” Esmie asked.
“Caleb will explain.” Roman said.
Zoe landed a nice smack on Roman’s butt in retaliation for his shameless teasing. It was like slapping a ham. Having the boys call in sick still sounded like a really good idea to Zoe. Unfortunately, Roman didn’t rise to the bait. All she got was a smirk as he headed out the door.
“Caleb, can you tell us now what we are doing?” Esmie asked.
“Yeah, what’s with all the secrecy?” Zoe bounced on her toes.
“What, we can’t come up with a surprise for you two?” Caleb asked. He was enjoying drawing out the suspense way too much. “We usually talk about scenes over coffee, but my cup is empty.”
Esmie’s laugh sparkled through the living room. “I will get it for you, lover.”
Getting to the kitchen apparently required Esmie to slink up to Caleb, run a hand down his chest to his crotch, and keep working those hips all the way to the coffee maker. Seeing Esmie turn on the sex was something Zoe would never get tired of. From the bulge in his shorts, Caleb was as big a fan as ever.
That didn’t mean he was distracted, unfortunately. Zoe’s attempt to open the duffel got her hand slapped. Caleb pulled her to him and up on her toes by the belt loop in her jeans.
“Trying to spoil the surprise?”
“Yes!” Zoe said unrepentantly.
“If a spanking is what you need, don’t worry, it’ll fit into the scene fine.”
“Promises, promises.”
On getting a fresh cup of coffee, Caleb released Zoe and motioned for the girls to sit on the couch. Obediently, they did, sitting hip to hip. Getting an order outside of a scene was way more common than it used to be, but still had a bit of an uncertain thrill to it. Zoe and Esmie had both become lifestyle subs when the pandemic lockdowns hit but big changes never materialized. For the most part their polycule still felt most comfortable with dominance and submission within a defined scene.
“We’ve been doing these get togethers whenever Roman or I are working from home so that you two wouldn’t be lonely during the lockdown.” Caleb said, taking a seat in the plush armchair.
“We know this. Already we can skip the narration, yes?” Esmie said.
“You’d better rein that in or I’ll have Zoe spank you.” Caleb said with a chuckle.
That was a new one! Zoe looked at Esmie with a wild grin. Her enthusiasm for the idea was enough to make Esmie fold her hands contritely in her lap.
“As I was saying, we’ve been doing this for a while, and it looks like Roman and I will be able to work from home at least three days a week each. We’re also set up on alternating days, so we can make these visits an every-weekday thing.”
“That’s the surprise?” Zoe asked. “We kind of knew that already. I mean, I’m excited that we’re really doing it but…”
“That gave us an idea.” Caleb interrupted, then paused to sip his coffee. Zoe appreciated the sexy little power move.
“I mentioned that it feels kind of like dropping Zoe off at daycare when it’s Roman’s work from home day. Roman thought it would be fun to have it be an actual daycare.”
“What does this mean?” Esmie frowned.
Caleb pulled one of the plain brown boxes over and popped the tape on top with sheer strength. Hot. Esmie put her hand on Zoe’s thigh. She was just as wound up as Zoe was. This was going to be a fun day, whatever the surprise!
Inside the box was another box. Several of them, brightly colored. Caleb popped one of those open and pulled out a folded square of plastic. It didn’t click with Zoe until the pale blue padding was unfolded and laying on the box.
“Diapers?” Zoe asked. Props to the boys. Diapers were a genuine surprise.
“Oh, I am not sure about this.” Esmie said. Zoe was interested to see an intense blush spread across her girlfriend’s face.
“Obviously we’re not going to do any scenes that you don’t agree to.” Caleb said. “Though I hear from Roman that you shouldn’t have a problem with wetting.”
“Ce bâtard.” Esmie said. “We only did that once. He wasn’t supposed to say.”
“But you liked it?” Zoe asked, bringing her face close to Esmie’s.
“It was intense. Very sexy.” Esmie said, wrinkling her nose. “A lot to clean up.”
“Which is something these will be handy for.” Caleb said. “What about you Zoe? How do you feel?”
“Um, you’ve made me pee outside when we do pet play. It doesn’t seem much more embarrassing.” Zoe said. Despite her assertion, her stomach was doing little flip-flops. “I’m curious about the diaper though. It’s got little clouds on it. It’s not like a grocery store Depends is it?”
“That’s right. It’s styled like a baby’s diaper.” Caleb said. “Age-play would be part of the game, though maybe not today.”
“So, this would be a recurring thing?” Zoe asked.
“There are two boxes of them, Zoe.” Esmie said. “We cannot possibly make use of them all in one day.”
Something in Esmie’s expression sounded off. Zoe turned to her girlfriend and stroked her cheek. “Are you okay? Talk to us.”
“I am nervous.” Esmie said. “I do not like being embarrassed as much as you do, and it seems like a very embarrassing scene.”
“You know that they would never make us do something we can’t do. Even if they spent money on all this. You can say no.” Zoe said.
“I know. I trust you.” Esmie waved her hand to include Caleb in that statement. “There are also parts of it that seem as if – very sexy.”
Esmie’s English falling apart was a pretty clear sign she was really flustered. Zoe leaned in and kissed her tenderly. She drew the embrace out until she could feel the nervous energy drain out of Esmie’s hands.
“I can go first.” Zoe said. “You can see what you think.”
“You are so fearless with this.” Esmie said, rubbing her nose against Zoe’s.
“Haha, only sort of.” Zoe said. Her stomach flip flops hadn’t gone away. If anything, they were worse after seeing Esmie’s reaction.
“I wish Roman was here to help out.” Caleb said. “We actually were going to take vacation today, but his boss sprung a mandatory meeting on him.”
“So do you have the day off?” Zoe asked, perking up.
“Kind of.” Caleb said. “I have a few things to do, but I’ll be working about a half day.”
“Oh! We’ll get all kinds of attention today, Esmie.”
“What, I am not enough for you?” Esmie teased.
“Maybe I want an audience for what I want to do to you.” Zoe said softly. That quip got Esmie’s eyes dilating.
“I am willing to try this.” Esmie said. “But if Zoe still wants to go first, I would like that.”
“Thank you, Esmie.” Caleb said. “Keep talking to us. Zoe, you ready?”
“Yeah!” Zoe hopped up, eyeing the diaper. A goblin grin split her face. “You can put that on me if you can catch me!”
She made for the hallway, impudently skipping. A glance back showed Caleb popping out of his chair in a rush. Zoe shrieked and ran. Giggling like a mad woman, she considered her options. Blocking with doors was off-limits during a scene and this basically was one. That meant the bedroom would just trap her.
On the other hand, the rules didn’t say she couldn’t open a door. Out the side door and onto the soft spring grass, Zoe was once again glad for the half-acre they lived on. There was no need to moderate her shrieks when Caleb’s long legs caught him up to her, or her whoop at being thrown over his shoulder.
Sadly, the house was not built for a Caleb to carry a Zoe. He didn’t have Roman’s muscle and the ceilings were too low. With one arm twisted behind her back, Zoe was marched back into the living room. Esmie looked pretty amused at Zoe’s plight, but she’d also stolen Caleb’s coffee. Zoe giggled and winked at her girlfriend.
“Esmie, I see you there with my coffee.” Caleb said.
“Just making sure it doesn’t get knocked over.” Esmie said, taking another sip.
“Mmm hmm.” Caleb chuckled. “Come over here and strip Zoe from the waist down.”
“Yes Sir.” Esmie said in acceptance of the scene.
She knelt in front of Zoe and unbuttoned her jeans, working them down to Zoe’s ankles. Though the pants went down disappointingly fast, Zoe got a lot more little touches and caresses when her panties came down. Esmie was probably trying to minimize the trouble she was in at the start. A smart strategy.
“Zoe.” Caleb’s voice was commanding and sexy. “Bend over and grab your ankles.”
Oh boy. She was going to get spanked and have to balance at the same time. Plus having her butt stretched out. Zoe was having regrets that she hadn’t been smart like Esmie. After a big breath to center herself, Zoe shifted her feet apart to shoulder width and bent in two.
“Esmie, you can kneel next to me. That should keep you out of my coffee.”
“I had to take a little payment for protecting it.” Esmie said innocently.
They were both pushing it pretty hard today, Zoe thought while she waited. Two boxes of diapers, plus whatever was in the duffel felt like a big deal. More hardcore than what they’d done before in both kink and duration.
A hot sting on her ass broke Zoe’s train of thought and nearly her balance. She managed to catch herself and stabilize before the next one landed. It hit the same cheek, almost in the same spot. They were hard hits. Really hard for starting out. A punishment spanking for sure. Zoe took another big breath and braced herself a bit on her knuckles.
After half a dozen spanks on her right cheek it was a bright stinging pain in Zoe’s awareness. Caleb worked the other cheek just the same, driving involuntary gasps out of her. She was hot between her legs and rapidly getting wet. Punishment spankings were embarrassing enough but having Esmie kneeling just in her vision like a good girl brought the humiliation up a notch.
“You’re lucky this outfit doesn’t have a belt.” Caleb said. He took a break to gently rub Zoe’s rear.
“Yes sir.” Zoe panted. “Is my punishment done?”
“Not yet. Getting lightheaded?” Caleb asked. “I can always lay you down on the couch and get a wooden spoon.”
“I can take a little more.” Zoe said nervously. She didn’t think she’d been wooden-spoon bad.
“Good girl.”
Zoe took ten more spankings on each cheek. Caleb didn’t hold back either. He had to be leaving handprints for sure. Zoe could feel her rear twitching under the dull bar of pain across her butt.
Having to balance had robbed her of a lot of her concentration and control. She was dripping tears on the carpet and whimpering with every hit. When Caleb stroked her rear again, every touch drew fire across her sensitive cheeks.
“Are you sorry for making such a selfish fuss at the start of our new scene?” Caleb asked. “Especially when you knew Esmie was nervous about it?”
Zoe smiled through the tears. Her boy was a smart boy. He always picked up on stuff like her attempt let Esmie sit on the sidelines for a bit.
“Yes sir. I’m very sorry sir.”
Caleb helped Zoe stand up. The head rush combined with the endorphins from the spanking drove her up against his chest. Strong, lanky arms wrapped around Zoe while she sniffled into Caleb’s shirt.
“Come give her a hug.” Caleb said softly.
Zoe sighed in deep satisfaction when Esmie joined the hug from behind. Eyes closed, arms folded to her chest, she let the affection soak in.
“You took that very well.” Caleb said. “You’re such a good girl. Don’t you think so, Esmie?”
“Yes. You are our wonderful, beautiful girl.” Esmie said, nuzzling the back of Zoe’s neck.
“Ah.” Zoe said softly. There was always a little bit of rough feeling during a spanking. A little spikey bit of emotion that could tangle up everything in her belly if she let it. Being held by her boyfriend and girlfriend smoothed it all out. All that was left was the glow in her chest and across her butt.
“How are you doing?” Caleb asked. “Need a break?”
“Mmm, no thank you.” Zoe said from her happy floaty place. “My butt hurts though. Something comfy to wear would be nice.”
Caleb chuckled. “It just so happens I have some padded underwear I can put you in.”
Zoe giggled. She always felt a little ditzy during aftercare. She’d known her boyfriends and girlfriend were the ones, when they let her have her silly moment. No teasing about it even, just acceptance.
Caleb left Zoe in Esmie’s arms and unzipped the duffel. She was still super curious about what was in there, but it was more important to rest her head on her girlfriend’s boobs at the moment. From the way Esmie was craning her neck to see, Zoe could get a report from her later anyway.
They lowered her onto something ultra-soft. A white blanket with monkeys and lions on it. It crinkled a little from the plastic backing on the other side. The tummy flip-flops came back with a vengeance. She’d never done any kind of real watersports before. The blanket theme was just on the edge of feeling like a tease of her ditzy mood.
“Is this alright?” Caleb asked, gently stroking her leg.
Zoe looked up at Esmie. She was nervous too, but the frantic edge was gone. She was pretty turned on too by the nipples poking through her shirt and bra. Way more turned on than she ever got from watching Zoe get spanked. Was Esmie scared that she was going to like it too much? Did she just like seeing Zoe like this?
Either way, it was embarrassing. Embarrassingly hot. Zoe looked back to Caleb and nodded, lifting her hips. Her butt appreciated the diaper’s soft padding. The lotion that Caleb spread across her cheeks felt even better. He could have spent more time spreading it on her crotch though. A lot more time.
Apparently going all out, Caleb directed Esmie to sprinkle some baby powder onto Zoe’s hips and crotch. When they patted it into a smooth coat across her – diaper area – she caught herself moaning softly.
Caleb set the tapes on her diaper quickly and deftly. Zoe wondered where he got the experience. Had he practiced on a mannequin or something? Was he some kind of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dad?
Zoe’s attempt to distract herself ended abruptly when Caleb sat her up. “How do you feel?”
She crinkled when she shifted on the blanket. She crinkled.The padding was soft and snug. It was also absolutely impossible to ignore. Sitting on a changing blanket, in a diaper, with her boyfriend and girlfriend staring at her, Zoe felt very small. Tiny.
“Uh, this is, new.” She smiled quickly. “Okay though. Hot too. Just, new.”
“How does she look?” Caleb asked Esmie.
“Cute.” Esmie said. If anything, she was staring at Zoe more eagerly now. “I hope you have a meeting soon so I can play with her.”
“Don’t forget that you get one of these too.” Caleb said, though his tone was gentle, making it more of a question than a command.
“I know.” Esmie said, her blush returning.
Esmie took Zoe’s place on the blanket. It was Zoe’s turn to sit nearby while Kaleb stripped their girlfriend and spread out a second diaper. She was fascinated to watch the process that she’d only been able to feel before.
The lotion made Esmie’s soft curves gleam in the early morning light. Zoe got a little carried away with the powder, getting a giggle from Caleb and Esmie when she had to turn away to sneeze. The smell was so soft and childish that Zoe was feeling squirmy all the way down her torso.
Watching Esmie’s face while Caleb taped up the diaper, Zoe thought she caught a look of concern.
“Hey Esmie.” She said, crashing into her girlfriend’s train of thought. “I bet you regret that coffee now.”
Esmie’s eyes widened. “You are a beast. A beast of a girl.”
Zoe giggled and scooted close to Esmie when she sat up.
“Everyone okay?” Caleb asked.
“Yes, I am enjoying.” Esmie said bashfully.
“What about you?” Zoe asked. “How do you like your – diaper girls?”
“You’re both gorgeous.”
The look on Caleb’s face told her he liked them very much indeed. Enough that it was worth the weird feeling from calling herself a diaper girl. Zoe was glad she’d gone to the bathroom after breakfast. Any advanced parts of the scene were a few hours into the future.
“Now, I actually do have a meeting, but we have a few minutes left to go over rules. Anything you need to say before I do?”
Both girls shook their heads.
“Great. The rules will be the same if you’re here at daycare or at Roman’s. On our overlap days, we’ll be at one house or the other, but either way both of us are in charge. No playing us off against each other like parents.”
Esmie giggled. She actually had managed that in a scene, Zoe remembered. It was also the biggest spanking she’d seen Esmie get.
“Whoever is hosting the daycare still has to work and we don’t have time to help you with the potty all the time.” Caleb said. “For that reason, and to keep you from having accidents, you’ll be in diapers the whole time that daycare lasts. Little girls may not remove their own diapers, OR a friend’s diaper, understand?”
Esmie nodded calmly. Why was she so calm about this all of a sudden? Zoe fidgeted and managed a nod. This was already the most embarrassing scene she’d done, and they were still in the rules. Pretending to be a puppy was way easier, somehow.
“We’re both very glad that you’re big enough girls to know when you need to use the potty to go poo.” Caleb said, ratcheting up the humiliating kiddy talk. “If you need to do that, come get whoever is hosting the daycare and we’ll help you with the potty.”
This time it was Esmie that was fidgety. Zoe could not figure her girlfriend out. Sure, it was embarrassing to ask, but at least they’d be able to use the toilet in that scenario.
“If I’m in a meeting you can still come ask, but please say, ‘The neighbor’s dog is in the yard again’, so that we don’t involve my co-workers in the scene.”
Zoe and Esmie nodded. That was a good one. What a smart, good boy she had. A smart, good boy who was way too good at thinking up embarrassing things with that brain.
“You can get water, and you should drink plenty.” Caleb said with a mischievous grin. “But no getting food or snacks without permission, or drinks other than water. If you want something, come ask, but not during a meeting.”
A sexy little squirm and accompanying crinkle from Esmie cued Zoe to look at her girlfriend. The little French tart was really turned on. That would keep the day interesting for sure. Spending the day together had gotten pretty routine lately.
“That’s all the rules – for now.” Caleb said. “Enough for the first day, I think.”
Zoe nodded. She was glad they were starting this slowly. Well, relatively slowly. It still felt like a headfirst dive into a new kink.
“I understand sir.” Zoe said.
“Oh, that’s the last thing!” Caleb said, cutting Esmie’s acknowledgment off. “This is a daycare. The people in charge are called teachers, and you should address your teacher by their last name.”
Esmie took in a quick, nervous breath. “Yes Mr. Santiago.”
“Yes Mr. Santiago.” Zoe echoed, with a lot less reverence than Esmie had.
“Good girls.” Caleb ruffled both girls’ hair. “You can go play. I need to get into my meeting.”
Zoe waited until Caleb was in his office before turning to Esmie and asking, “You really had no idea this was coming?”
“Non.” Esmie said. “Roman hid it all in the storage room and forbid me from going in there.”
“You’re doing okay?”
“I am a little uncomfortable.” Esmie said, squirming. The crinkle that now accompanied the familiar sexy motion from her girlfriend was a keeping Zoe off balance.
“Uncomfortably aroused?” Zoe teased, poking Esmie’s belly.
“Always you are the savage beast.” Esmie said in mock outrage.
“I saw your face while I was getting diapered and a couple of other times this morning. You really like this.”
“Oh, and you are not – in the mood?”
“I just got a spanking.” Zoe laughed. “I would be either way.”
“But you also like to be embarrassed.” Esmie said, pushing into Zoe’s space until she had to fall back on the changing blanket. “You are not embarrassed by the diaper?”
“It’s not that big a deal.” Zoe lied.
“Oh? Perhaps you are used to it. You have been having accidents at home?” Esmie’s hand patting Zoe’s diaper made a surprisingly loud sound.
“I have not!” Zoe said, squirming out from under her girlfriend.
“Is this a lie?” Esmie crawled along, easily keeping up with Zoe’s worm-wiggle across the carpet. “You said you had to pee outside. This is because you couldn’t be trusted inside on the nice carpet.”
“Shut up.” Zoe blushed. She was trapped against the coffee table too. No more wiggling away.
“Gladly.” Esmie said, lowering herself onto Zoe for a kiss.
Zoe closed her eyes and arched her chest into her girlfriend. She let Esmie take the possessive end of the kiss and pin her wrists too while she was at it. Their hips rustled together, as if the feeling of the padding wasn’t reminder enough.
It was inconveniently hot, Zoe decided. This was dangerous information for her boyfriends to have. Things were about to get a lot more embarrassing around here. Especially since the whole scene was a daycare.
“You have the pink cheeks.” Esmie said, her lips ghosting just over Zoe’s. “You are so pretty when you are turned on.”
“I love you, sexy girl.” Zoe said. “Make love to me?”
“I would like that.” Esmie kissed Zoe on the neck but pulled away into a sitting position.
Zoe whined. Loudly. Esmie didn’t seem to care how disappointed she was.
“We have a bit of a challenge.” Esmie said. “We will have to figure out how to do this with our new underwear.”
“Ugh, it’s simple.” Zoe said, sitting up and leaning into Esmie. “Ca – Mr. Santiago said we couldn’t take them off. He didn’t say I couldn’t put my hand down yours.”
Esmie’s eyes went wide as Zoe did exactly that. Pressing her chest to her girlfriend, Zoe palmed Esmie’s crotch under the powdered padding of the diaper. There merest touch on Esmie’s folds had the girl shuddering and Zoe’s finger wet.
“This is a good idea.” Esmie said, already panting.
It was always a treat to get Esmie this turned on. She became very compliant, would even beg for someone other than the tops. Zoe licked her lips in anticipation.
“Take off your top.” She whispered. “I want to see your breasts. I want to touch them.”
With a lusty moan, Esmie stripped off her t-shirt and bra. It was adorable how quickly she complied with the request. Following the cadence of Esmie’s moans, Zoe parted her girlfriend’s folds and drew circles around her clit.
Esmie was running hotter than even Zoe had imagined. It was no work at all to get her on her back, a constant litany of moans tumbling from her parted lips. Keeping up the slow circles under Esmie’s diaper, Zoe let her hands and occasionally lips wander across the French girl’s gorgeous breasts. The pitch and pace of Esmie’s moans were rising in their familiar pattern. A few more strokes and they would crest into a beautiful almost song-like cry.
Hot liquid engulfed Zoe’s hand. Her hand at Esmie’s breast froze, only instinct kept her fingers moving on her girlfriend’s clit. Mere seconds after the gush Esmie cried out in shrill passion. Her back arched and her whole body shuddered against Zoe. That had been a big one, as big as they came for Esmie.
Fitting her body against her girlfriend, Zoe kissed her Esmie’s cheek. “I think you actually squirt…” The words died on her lip when a fresh burst of liquid poured over her hand. It was still going too, not in spurts but in a steady flow.
“You – is that – you peed on me?” Zoe kept her hand in Esmie’s diaper, unsure of what exactly she would do with her soaked hand if she extracted it.
Esmie groaned and shuddered against Zoe again. “I’m sorry, I had to badly. J'ai perdu le contrôle.”
“It’s okay.” Zoe rushed to reassure her. It was okay too. Weird, hot, confusing, unexpected, embarrassing. But overall okay.
After a bit of hesitation, Zoe extracted her hand. Luckily the changing blanket was still in range. She wiped her hand off on that and snuggled up to Esmie.
“You are not upset?” Esmie asked.
“No.” Zoe said, smiling genuinely. “Only surprised.”
“Oui, that makes sense.” Esmie took a deep breath, shifting her hips.
“You really went.” Zoe said, looking down at Esmie’s diaper in fascination.
It was sagging and wrinkled where it had been crisp and smooth before. The plastic was a lot darker in the crotch and across the rear. An exploratory squeeze revealed it to be oddly squishy and got a very cute wiggle out of Esmie.
“I didn’t expect to do that so soon.” Esmie said. “It will be a while before Mr. Santiago can help me.”
“We can go tell him about the dog.” Zoe said.
“That is just for the other thing.” Esmie said.
“He won’t know that until he’s already stepped out of his meeting.” Zoe said.
“You can try that when you wet if you choose.” Esmie said. “I do not want to be spanked on a wet butt.”
“So you’re just going to sit around like a potty-pants.” Zoe teased. She was feeling more and more off balance with the whole thing. It wasn’t even close to the level of needing a safeword, but she was a lot more uncomfortable than she’d expected.
“You will too.” Esmie smirked. “Or you’ll sit that way with an even more sore bottom.”
Zoe wrinkled her nose. “I don’t know if I can do it.”
“Nature will make the decision for you eventually.” Esmie said.
“Maybe I can hold out until lunch.” Zoe said.
“I doubt it.” Esmie replied, smirking.
“Why?” Zoe asked suspiciously.
“Because unless you drink a big glass of water, I won’t touch you under the diaper.”
“That’s not fair!”
“What is unfair is that I am the only potty pants.”
“Ugh, fine.” Zoe grumped. “But only because I’m really horny today.”
“I will get it for you.”
Esmie returned from the kitchen with the biggest water glass in the house, full to the brim. Zoe glared at her girlfriend over the almost-liter of water in her hands.
“Now you’re the beast.” Zoe accused.
“Non. I am beauty, you are the beast.”
The only appropriate response to that was blowing a raspberry at Esmie. Holding eye contact like it was a dare, Zoe steadily gulped away at the water until she had it all down. She gasped, feeling it slosh in her belly.
“Well done. Now, do you want your reward now, or do you want to wait until you can get your revenge on me?”
Zoe blushed. “Now please. I don’t need to um, have you participate in that part.”
Esmie laughed and nuzzled Zoe’s cheek. “Then take your top off my love.”
Happy for a sexy distraction from the heaviness in her stomach, Zoe stripped off her t-shirt and bra. Since when did they wear such boring outfits for scenes anyway? Since hanging out together during the day had gotten routine, she supposed. The break from the usual was nice, if a little extreme.
Those thoughts were blown away by Esmie’s lips wandering across her chest. Zoe was glad to not think anything past, ‘nice tongue’ and ‘clever finger’. As well as she knew Esmie’s body, her girlfriend knew her too.
It was a lot longer road up the ascending moans for Zoe though. For one thing, the diaper pinned Esmie’s arm at a weird angle, keeping her from quite reaching Zoe’s spots the way she usually did. It rustled too. When Esmie straddled her leg, she could feel the squish of Esmie’s accident against her.
Eventually not even those distractions could overcome the delicate skill of Esmie’s fingers. Zoe felt herself float into a bright, warm sensation that wiped the world away. Panting on the carpet, she gratefully embraced her girlfriend as Esmie extricated her hand from Zoe’s diaper. Naptime overtook them both, Zoe slumbered with Esmie sprawled across her.
Waking up next to or under Esmie was always amazing. Zoe nuzzled her girlfriend’s neck and smiled softly at the happy noise she got in return. Too soon, the uncomplicated feeling of bliss faded in favor of the sensation that had woken Zoe up.
She had to go. Really, really had to go. Esmie’s hip resting on Zoe’s diaper was bringing the matter rapidly to a head. Zoe squirmed out from under Esmie to give herself a bit more time for – she wasn’t sure for what.
“I’m sorry, was that uncomfortable?” Esmie asked.
“Not you uh, something else.” Zoe said, crossing her legs.
“Oh, I see.” Esmie grinned, watching Zoe’s face.
“You don’t have to be so happy about it.” Zoe said.
“It’s not so bad.” Esmie reached back to gingerly squish her diaper. “Mine feels almost dry right now.”
“Well, mine isn’t going to be that way for a while.” Zoe whined, pressing on the padding between her legs. It wasn’t helping as much as it did when she merely had panties down there.
“You might as well let it happen.” Esmie said. “Or you will have a lot of discomfort for nothing.”
“It’s not for nothing!” Zoe protested.
“What is it for then?”
“Because – because – I don’t want to.” Zoe gritted her teeth.
“It’s just a little accident.” Esmie said. “It happens all the time at the daycare.”
“It’s only happened once, to you-oh-oh-oh!” Zoe flushed scarlet.
Her control broke completely – there was no regaining it. She was wetting. Completely soaking herself in front of her girlfriend. The embarrassment was intense it felt like a flame. There was so much of it too. Zoe had heard in a human sexuality class that a human bladder could hold two cups of liquid. That was a lot of pee to have sloshing around your crotch and butt.
“There you go, it feels better, yes?” Esmie rested her hand on Zoe’s padded crotch.
“Sort of.” Zoe whined. Her bladder felt a lot better, obviously. The rest had to be seen.
“You are alright?” Esmie asked, kissing Zoe’s hot cheek.
“I will be.” Zoe nuzzled back fiercely.
“You need the distraction.” Esmie said. “Let’s get some new clothes and watch something on YouTube.”
Zoe rolled onto her side and groaned. “Wait, I can’t really walk like this. It’s all – sloshy.”
“You could always crawl.” Esmie said, in an amused tone.
“You’re horrible.”
“Come on, I will crawl with you.” Esmie said, a little too eagerly.
Zoe hesitated, but she didn’t have it in her to be a sourpuss. Crawling made things a little more manageable. The sway of Esmie’s hips was still sexy, despite the diaper. Though it was best not to dwell on that too much. Thinking about how Esmie looked made her think about how she looked, diaper sagging down between her legs.
With a grunt, Zoe crawled faster, catching up to Esmie at the bedroom door.
“What can we even wear over these?” Zoe asked.
“Skirts would be easy.” Esmie said. “Leggings would fit over too.”
“You can do leggings if you want.” Zoe said, wrinkling her nose. “I don’t want to get that squishy.”
“A skirt will make you easier to change later too.” Esmie said with a wink.
Saggy diaper or not, Zoe stood up so she could grab a pillow off the bed to throw at her girlfriend. The brief struggle that ensued left them panting on the floor. Zoe winced at the damp feeling on her thighs.
“I leaked.” She complained.
“You will have to be bathed.” Esmie said with a smirk. “Mr. Santiago will charge extra.”
“Ugh, you’re having way too much fun with this.”
“When in Paris, my love.”
“It’s ‘when in Rome’.”
“Non. Paris is the better city.”
“You’re not even from Paris.”
“True, but I have been there many times.”
Zoe forced herself up and put on a flowy tie-dye skirt. A simple cream-colored blouse went on top. It didn’t seem worth it to bother with a bra if they were going to be frisky all day.
Esmie meanwhile took a pair of leggings from her side of the closet. They did nothing to hide the diaper, but they did seem to contain it. She put a waist-tied shirt on over, eschewing a bra as well.
“Come snuggle with me and watch videos?” Esmie asked, offering her hand.
“It’d be more fun if we could get sodas from the fridge.” Zoe nevertheless took her girlfriend’s hand.
“You are so eager to wet again?” Esmie teased. “I thought I was the one enjoying myself too much.”
“Why is everyone teasing me so much today?” Zoe asked good naturedly.
“Usually, you are the teasing brat.” Esmie said. “We are enjoying the variety.”
“Yeah, lots of variety today.” Zoe said ruefully. “Do you think the boys will really stick with this for a while?”
“I guess we’ll have to see how they handle dealing with the diapers.” Esmie said. “It might be easier to say than do.”
“Hah, yeah, I can’t wait to see Caleb’s face.”
“Mr. Santiago?” Esmie asked cheekily.
“Not when he’s not here to make me say it.”
Zoe cuddled up to Esmie on the couch while her girlfriend pulled up YouTube on the TV. Maybe the all-powerful algorithm could distract her from the way her butt squished on the couch.
