Right at the edgeI was standing right at the edge
Of a cliff. The wind was blowing,
And it would've pushed me if I'd let it.
I looked over the edge.
"This will end all the suffering
It will all go away
Then bliss will begin," I thought.
A mere step was all it took
For you to come running over
Grabbing me to safety,
Holding me by the shoulders,
And looking me in the eyes, and
With tears in yours.
"Please, don't," you said.
"I need you," you said.
"But I just can't go on," I said.
And then you just pulled me closer,
"I'll protect you," you said.
I was laid on your chest
And you stroked my head
And you called me down
And you made me tear up
And you made me remember
What I actually think.
I'm not leaving here.
Not without you.
You held me for so long.
Perhaps if I was going,
You were too.
And as I laid there,
I could feel your heartbeat.
I didn't want it to stop
Because then mine would, too.
Chloe and Carrie stuffsgiving feastChloe bent down to get her next batch of food out of the oven. She was preparing a feast for her and her sister, carrie. She had dozens and dozens of trays of food arranged on the table. She wore an apron and a well-concealed diaper, and it crinkled as she set more and more food out. When she thought she had enough, the trays were piled high. She decided to taste some of it…and ended up eating five trays of sandwiches. She sat down and rubbed her now chubby belly and said, "Carrie is going to love this."
Just then, Carrie came down casually, and then looked a bit surprised to see all the food there and her big sister so chubby. "Hey, what's all this for, and why are you so pudgy?", Carrie asked curiously. Chloe got up and went towards her. "Well, don't you know what day it is?", she asked. "We're going to have a nice feast together." Then she rushed Carrie over to a chair in front of the table, took a huge tray of various quadruple layered sandwiches, and walked towards Carrie. "
Chloe's guilty pleasureEver since Chloe temporarily turned herself into a baby, she has had a strange, growing attraction to more babyish items, specifically diapers. She was tempted to buy some for herself, and sometimes she even went as far as to use a little babyish talk in conversations. At first she tried to think little of it. "It's a side-effect; ignore it, it'll pass," she thought to herself. But the need kept growing and growing and growing, until she finally caved and decided to try diapers.
Carefully and cautiously, she entered her babying room, which still had many baby items scattered around the place. She went over to the changing table and took a fresh, white diaper out of the pack sitting there. "I can't believe I'm going through with this," Chloe thought to herself while studying the baby items around her. "But I'm just so exited for it." So she gently laid herself across the changing table with the diaper unfolded beneath her. She sprinkled some soft baby powder in there, and taped th
Vaporeon's shower diaperThe young and playful vaporeon had just put on a really absorbent and thick diaper in preparation. He absolutely loved the feeling of a big, bulky diaper and now he was going to try something new. "I'm so exited!", he squeed as he stepped over to the shower. "This diaper is going to be sooooooo full and sloshy, it'll be amazing!" He stepped over to the shower and patted his diapered rear, knowing that it was the last time it would be dry. He turned on the water and let the cold water slip into his diaper all around him. "Prepare to be filled up," he whispered as water ran into his diaper.
The water from the shower was indeed filling up the vappreon's diaper. He felt it with his paw and moaned from the bliss as the diaper was getting heavier and wetter. He absolutely loved it and really wished that it would never stop. The diaper had gotten really saggy and sloshy when he finally decided to waddle out of the shower.
He got out and his diaper was the size of a wet over-inflated beach bal