A boy in girls’ clothing Ch. 2
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A boy in girls' clothing
Ch. 2
The green glow started to fade to a lovely green folf that I had a huge crush on; as I came to I found that he was cuddling me. I wanted so much to scream like the little school girl I am, but I did not want to wake him up I could stay like this forever. Alas like all good things I came to an end with him rolling off the bed with me still in his arms. Don't get me wrong I did not mind falling on his little diapered but at all, but it felt weird to be cuddling on top of him in the floor. As he nuzzled my head he finally woke up to say "good morning Bree how was your night sleep and how did I get in your bed?" I replied "my nightmares were the reason you got in bed with me, you don't remember you even changed me." He said "no I don't not saying I don't mind the company in bed though, your fur is so soft you remind me if an over-size plushy." I said with a questionable "thanks." I got up and again my diaper was almost to the point of over flowing. I walked over to Race with the innocence of a pup and asked him to change me. For the first time since I've been here I saw that Race's diaper was wet. I did not want to see his face light up like a Christmas tree so I let it be. He changed me I got on my little uniform; witch consisted of a plaid purple and pink skirt along with a white button up top. The skirt did nothing to hide my padded little rear. Of course Race being a guy he got to wear a pair of cargo shorts with the same plaid colors and a matching purple shirt. I said in a sarcastic tone "we only slept together for one night that does not mean we are a couple especial not that kind." He laughed and said "oho pardon me maybe I should get the green and yellow one on but they kinda smell like pissy diaper." I was quick to the punch by saying "well I will end up smelling like that by second class so what does it matter. will you dump my like your uniform? So how many classes do we have together exactly?" He said in a nonchalant manner all of them the try to keep all the crinkle butts in one set of classes. That set is now just me and you my old roommate that moved out was the only other crinkle butt.
I walked to my first class with him when I felt familiar warmth growing in my crouch. I leaned over and whispered "I was wrong it is going to be in first class that I smell like little miss piddle pants." I looked at him he was squinting a little and turned to say "now both of us will smell like piddle pants okay." I wanted to bad to stop walking and nuzzle him into a sweet kiss that I felt for some reason was long overdue. So as I leaned over in a childish manner he turned the corner to our first class and I am sure I looked like a little dunce in the middle of the hallway leaning over with my lips puckered and a very visible wet diaper picking out from my skirt. I opened my eyes to see no Race and fixed my skirt then tried my very best to play it off as I don't know what. I then told myself to pull it together I let my feelings get the better of me, I only met him one day ago. I quickly ran after him an went into class.
The class was as I understand a run of the mill class by Race's description. As I entered the teacher blurted out "there's my other crinkle butt nice to finally meet you." I gave her a look that practically screamed did you just say that in-front of the whole class. Thank goodness she caught on to the look I gave and she said "sweetie this class and probably all the other classes you will be in will be, well use to that padding you have on do to Race and his old roommate. Do worry you will probably have the closes to a normal life here than any were else, as long as you don't cause any trouble around here. Race himself is a big man on campus because of his athletics. I have no doubt that you will find your way to the top of a social latter soon. Now that my little pep talk is over I think we should start class." I walked over to Race to find he had saved me a seat right next to him. He leaned over and said "don't worry she is are only real pep teacher this year." I looked over to him and said "well is that good or bad pep is ok for me it is kinda bitchy I don't like" he replied "other than homeroom which we have only once a week and even better it is only a 30 minute class you if you can last through that you can usually say out of trouble for the week." The teacher called final attention to the class. I turned to face an hour of trying to pay attention to the lesson at hand and not the folf of my dreams quite literally.
The next two classes before lunch went by much like the first. Race walked me to the lunch room and had me sit with him at what I would presume to be the cool kids table if that was what it is called at this age. I found to my surprise Race seamed extremely attached to me not that I am complaining about it. Race and I arrived at the table to find most of the football players along with most of the cheerleaders. They all started to ask the same question who is that. To my disappointment Race answered "my new roommate she has something in common with me." I turned as red as a fire truck under my white furry cheeks. That caught most of their attention a few said don't worry we like Race still you are by all means not judged by that here. One of Race's friends tried to whisper to him "did you give her the proper welcome yet." Race practically blow up "Hell no we are both freshmen not that I believe that is even right for older people to do to their roommates." I quickly looked over and asked "what does that mean proper welcome." Race's friend said in a hesitant manner "If a guy gets a girl roommate they kinda have a one night stand." I then asked what a one night stand is, Race butted in and said "don't worry it did not happen end of story" Race leaned over to his friend and in an whispered "beside I kind of like her." This time I was so caught up in the cheerleader's conversation that his comments flow way over my head. The bell for lunch rang and like before Race and I are inseparable for the next three classes.
Race and I were headed back to our room when a cheerleader stopped us to talk to Race. From what I heard her name was Jennet she had a nice figure but looked built like a man with big muscles probably form being on the bottom holding the other girls up. She soon walked off and Race told me she suggested I try out for the cheerleading team they just had a member leave so they needed a new one. I thought for a moment then told him why not. My mind jumped to the thought hay maybe if I was a cheerleader I might have a shot with my beautiful neon green wolf. We got to the door of our room and I was in dire need of a change. Race opened the door and I gave him my puppy fox eyes and asked if he could change me. He replied by saying "of course I can we don't need you leaking every wear cutie." For a second there my hopes of him liking me back skyrocketed, but then I was brought back down when I remembered all the pet names he already called me. He changed me and I in turn changed him. We then did what little homework we both had.
We then went out to dinner. Race had just got his license so he borrowed a school loner car and drove us to a nice dinner. I put on a long red dress one of the cheerleaders lent me and curled my hair, the only thing that bothered me was my diaper made the dress puff out. I walked over to him and was amazed by the way the neon green fox looked he had a bright green suit on that complemented his fur perfectly. It was almost skin tight to show off every feature of his body. I was sad that he did not have a padded little rear and I was going to be the only crinkle butt on this date. What is this are first date or are we going as just friends? The thought ran deep in my mind I would not dare ask if it was or not; it might freak him out. Next came the dreaded awkward silence on the long car ride. In the car I was constantly fidgeting with my dress to make sure the diaper did not poof it out much to no avail. We got out of the car at the restaurant he asked me if I was ok I was still fidgeting with my dress at the time. Before I could say a word he came over and ripped the dress to my thigh so it did not cling to my diaper. My voice came between a squeak and a whimper as I said "this is not my dress" he looked back over and said "it made you uncomfortable so I fixed it, you should be happy." I then replied somewhat questionably "Thanks?"
We walked in and Race resumed his I'm the happiest man on earth attitude, like the whole seen outside never happened we got to the front desk and the waiter asked for the reservation. Race replied with his name and table for two. The waiter walked us over to our table and, asked for our drink order. Race said "a sparkling cider would do" the waiter ask Race if his date would like anything else. At that point I was so frustrated with the fact he asked Race not me I missed the fact that Race considered it a date. The waiter was almost back in an instant with our drink order I and asked us if we were ready to order the main course. I looked over to Race and said icily "what you're not going to order my meal too." All he did was say "fine she will have my usual too." I then took a drink of the cider as the waiter walked away. As I was drinking Race puffed out his lip made his eyes droop and said "this is not going to be a very fun date if you just sit there and give me the cold shoulder." What came next would have to have been the biggest bump in the night. I had spit my drink all over him and repeated the word date. Seconds later I realized what had happened. I was so shocked I didn't move one of the other waiters came over with a wash cloth and some cloths to change into. Race walked to the bathroom to go clean-up he looked really mad though who could blame him I just spit tanked the poor guy. I walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. I walked in as though on a mission and kissed him as well as I could. He pulled away and looked more shock then I did when he said we were on a date. He said "I don't get you Bree you quiver in fear when I ripped the dress, then you spit all over me when I said we are on a date, and to sum it all up you walk straight into the men's room to kiss me." All I could say after that "was kiss me back..." before I could even finish he kissed me with so much passion I could have melted. The waiter walked in and said "the food is in to-go boxes and I will put it on your tab Race, now go home to your room."
Race drove us home to the dorm and said I will deliver the car tomorrow. Let's get to the room and eat. We walked up to the room and dropped the food off in our fridge. He put a diaper on and said "you know I like you a lot too." I looked over and said "really I couldn't tell you know by the expensive dinner and great date. By the way I'm kinda sorry I messed it up." We walked over to the bed and I kissed him one more time before he changed me for bed. We snuggled the rest of the night loving each-others warmth.
As I sleep the same neon green consumed my breams that night. My mother's voice ring in my head saying that I finally found a good one. I would not know what she was intending on for a long time but that night I had the best sleep I had in a long time.