“Well….” Vanilla said trailing off. Her eyes darted away from Cream. Vanilla felt bashful when her child daughter asked for the status of her babyish underwear.
Vanilla herself enjoyed wearing diapers, using them, and other babyish acts like her daughter. She enjoyed the convenience and coziness they brought her. It acted as a security blanket for her. She enjoyed wearing diapers for as long as she could remember; long before Cream wore diapers, long before Cream was even born. She had a secretive, but strong passion for wearing diapers. She wore them to bed almost every night, she wore them casually around her home, and sometime ventured out into public in a diaper concealed under her dress. Sometimes she went as far as soiling her diaper in public. Nothing could stop the desire, not even Cream. Vanilla casually wore diapers around Cream up until she turned two years old. Vanilla felt this may had some influence on Cream’s diaper enjoyment. Once Vanilla found out about Cream’s diaper love, she eventually opened about her own desires. This took some time, but Cream accepted it with open arms.
While Vanilla gathered her thought to say something, Cream slipped past an unaware Vanilla. Cream raised the back of Vanilla’s nightgown to peek at her mother’s diaper. Cream boomed “Your diaper looks…”
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