This choice: You have a "play-date" with Kay • Go Back...Chapter #5You have a "play-date" with Kay by: karlmarx700   Mom began cleaning you up. As she did, she said,
"So you remember how you were a good boy yesterday? Well, that means you get to go to Crystal and Kay's house and play." Mom said.
You smiled and giggled. Kay was your girlfriend... sort of. She was kept as a diaper-girl by her cruel but loving mother, Crystal, and she was designated to you as your girlfriend by your mother. Your parents were friends and even though neither of you had any choice in becoming boyfriend and girlfriend, you did love her since as a fellow diapered teen she was one of the only people to truly understand what your life was like. Also, you were allowed to have sex with her, but only under close supervision by both your mother and Crystal (Kay's mother) and only if you both were good and obedient to your mothers. You loved spending time with Kay.
Mom got you into a fresh diaper, a thick pastel pink one, and helped you stand up. Your diaper was so thick it caused you to waddle, unable to put your legs together all the way.
"Now come on, baby, let's get you in the car and on the road." Mom said.
She led you outside, with you still dressed in nothing but your diaper. Everyone knew you were a diaper boy, so you had long since stopped caring if the neighbors saw. You were strapped into an oversized car seat in the back. Mom began driving down to Crystal and Kay's house.
It wasn't a long drive, only about ten minutes. However, as you went, you felt a rumbling in your tummy.
"Um... Mommy..." You whimpered.
Mom sighed.
"What?" She asked.
"I have to poop." You said.
Mom shook her head.
"Well, they have potties at Kay's. We're almost there. Can you hold it?" Mom said.
You quivered.
"I can try." You said.
Mom soon pulled into the driveway. She quickly got you out of the car seat. You squirmed as she knocked on the door. It opened.
"Hello?" Said Mom's friend Crystal as she opened it.
Crystal was a beautiful woman, very tall like your mother but with long dark red hair and with larger breasts and paler skin. She also had powerful shapely leg muscles from doing yoga and jogging. She'd often babysat you while Mom was busy. She was wearing a green sleeveless shirt and dark blue yoga pants.
"Crystal! It's me! I brought Pete." Mom said.
"Well come in! Come in!" Crystal said.
She'd been expecting the two of you.
"Ah.. um..." You started to say.
"Oh, yes. Petey has to use one of your potties." Mom said.
Crystal nodded and pointed to one near the TV, which was turned off. It was shaped like a big swan with handles on the head. Mom removed your diaper and you sat down naked on the swam potty. You'd only barely made it in time, another moment and you might have pooped your diaper!
As you sat there, mom and Crystal sat down at the dinner table to talk and drink coffee together. You just sat there waiting for her to finish so she could wipe your butt re-diaper you (you weren't allowed to wipe your own butt or change your own diaper and you knew you'd be punished if you did). As you sat there, Kay crawled out from a hallway on all fours over to you.
Kay was a cute girl about your age. She was petite and spritely, with dark red hair like her mother, dark green eyes, pale skin, and a slim, short figure. She was about an inch taller than you, but that wasn't saying much because you were small and scrawny yourself. Kay had small, almost flat breasts, with a small bony butt. She was wearing nothing but a thick white diaper, eve thicker than yours, so much that it was easier to crawl than to walk.
"Ooh! Hi, Kay!" You said.
"Hiya, Pete!" Kay squeaked.
She crawled up right beside you by the potty.
"How've you been?" Kay asked.
"Um... okay I guess." How about you?" You asked.
Kay frowned.
"I got in trouble for yelling out the window at a dog. Mommy told me to stop but I didn't." Kay said.
You pouted. Kay's misbehavior jeopardize your chances of getting to have sex with her. Crystal seemed to overhear it.
"Yeah, you better clean up your act, little girl!"
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