An Unbreakable Bond

TW: Sexual manipulation

Maria stepped into her house and flicked the lights on. What a day! She yawned. I need a nap! She dragged her feet into her room and opened her chest of drawers. She pulled a pair of red PJ bottoms out and lifted her leg to step into them then she stopped. Why don’t I sleep in my Huggies No one will see. She tossed her pants on the floor and climbed into her bed. It wasn’t even five minutes before Maria fell into a deep sleep.

 Golden light streamed into Maria’s room and hit her eyelids. She opened her eyes. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed and thought, I must’ve been tired!  As she noticed a light sensation on her legs. What the… Oh, yeah! Areal smiled at Maria as she looked at her Little Mermaid Huggies. Her legs were bare. I slept without pants. She couldn’t believe it! She had always worn pants to bed as far as she could remember. I must’ve been extremely tired.

Maria hopped out of bed and stretched. It’s been, fun but… she took her diaper off. Hmm? Should I shave? 

The doorbell rang.

Who could that be this early? Maria wandered into the hall, not caring she was nude. She strolled to the door and opened it.

“Maria! Where are your clothes?”

“I just woke up.”

“Well, put some on!”

“Why? You’ve changed me. You’ve seen my…”

“Good point.” Clarissa walked in.

Maria closed the door. “So, what brings you here?”

“Well, I thought maybe we could hang out, you know, get to know each other more.”

“Uh, ok, what do you wanna do?”

“I don’t know? Just talk?”

“Ok.”

Clarissa stepped in. “Aren’t you gonna put some clothes on?”

“Why? It’s just you and me.”

“Uh…”

“Ok, I’ll put clothes on.”

“No, you’re fine.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

“Your mom’s at work, right?”

“Yeah, all day,” Maria rolled her eyes.

“Oh, sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

“So, what do you wanna do?”

Maria’s stomach rumbled. “Eat. Haven’t had breakfast.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“It’s ok, you want anything?” Maria entered the kitchen.

“Maybe a Coke… if you have…”

“Diet or…”

“Regular.”

“Ok”

“Hey, you have a sister?”

“Yeah, but she’s at college.”

“Oh, I saw the picture.”

“Yeah, I, miss her. We used to hang and talk about boys and shit.”

“That’s nice. I don’t have any sisters or brothers.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. It’s just my aunt and me.”

Maria returned, carrying a bowl of fruit loops and a Coke. “I guess being in a gang together is like being sisters.”

Clarissa tried to avert her eyes away from Maria’s bushy nether region but couldn’t.

“It’s ok, you can stare.”

“Oh.” Clarissa’s face reddened.

Maria handed her the Coke.

“Thanks.”

“So, what do you think about our gang?”

“I like it! Luke’s nice.”

“What about… you know…?”

“Well… its… unusual, but I’ll wear them. I thought what the fuck when Luke told us we had to wear diapers, but I could use something to be part of so I joined.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean.”

“Are you wearing?”

“Yes… oh, what the heck?” Clarissa took her shorts off.

“Nice.”

“And I bought an extra. Just in case.”

“That’s great!”

“Yes.”

Maria finished her cereal. “Hey, wanna shave me?”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m too hairy, I was about to shave when you came.”

“Sure? Why not?”

“Great! I’ll go get the razor.” Maria ran in the bathroom. 

“What a weird girl!” Clarissa muttered and pulled her phone out.

Maria walked her naked body back and handed her the razor.

“Are you sure you wanna do this?”

“Yes.”

“Ok.” Clarissa hovered the machine over Maria’s head.

“Woah! Wait what are you doing?”

“Shaving your head.”

“I mean down here!”

“Oh… no!”

“I’ll do it.”

Maria passed the razor over to her.

“Uh… ok.”

“What?”

“Don’t you have any couth?”

“No.”

“You’re shaving your pussy in front of me?”

“Yes.” Maerua shaved down her crotch.

“Impulsive much?

Maria stopped. “Sorry.”

“No, it’s ok. Finish, I’ll get more Coke…” Clarissa stood up and strolled into the kitchen.

Maria put her head down. What is wrong with me? She probably thinks I’m weird.

“I’ll go get dressed.” Maria walked into the hall.

“What? No! Stay as you are.”

“But, isn’t this weird?”

“I don’t care.”

“Really?”

“Yes, as long as you’re comfortable…”

Maria smiled. “Thank you! You’re a good friend! Even better, you’re like a sister.”

“Maria?”

“What?”

“I guess I was nervous… I need a change.”

“No prob, lay down. My sister used to change my diaper when I was a baby.”

Clarissa did as Maria ambled over.

“You got Baby Wipes?”

“They’re in my bag along with my diaper.”

Maria pulled the box out. She undid Clarissa’s diaper and slid it out. Then she lifted Clarissa’s blouse up.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

“I thought you might be more comfortable. You know, bare-chested. Try it!”

“Uh…”

“C’mon., Nobody else is here.”

“Are you hitting on me?”

“No.”

“You promise?”

“Yes. My sister and I used to love running around naked.”

Clarissa bit her lip. “Fine, you can…”

“Atta girl!” Maria wiped Clarissa’s privates then finished unclothing Clarissa, putting her shirt, bra, and shorts in her backpack.

“Well, this is different,” Clarissa said.

“Yeah, feels great, doesn’t it?”

“Sure…”

”So, what grade are you in?”

“Uh, tenth,” Clarissa said. “I thought you were gonna put a diaper on me.”

“I wIll. Before you leave,” Maria replied.

“Uh, ok.”

“Is something wrong?”

“No, not at all.”

“You said you drew comics. What are they about?”

“Well, one is about a bear who keeps having unfortunate things happen to him.”

“Oh, yeah? What kind of things?” Maria asked and squirted some lotion on her stomach.

“Uh, What are you doing?”

“Just rubbing lotion on me. Want some?”

“Sure, what the Hell?”

“Spread your legs.”

Clarissa rolled her eyes and spread them.

Maria rubbed lotion on Clarissa’s privates.

“Uh, thanks.” She really hated confrontation. She wasn’t going to be a bitch, but she felt uneasy. Maria was too impulsive. Was she hitting on her?

“So, have you taken creative writing?” Maria asked.

“Yes, I took two classes with Ms. Larky.”

“Ms. Larky? I thought she retired.”

“Umm, no.”

“Ok. Hey, wanna cut your hair?”

“What? Why?”

“Well, you’re in a gang and I think you look badass if you’re bald.”

“You mean my head hair? I don’t know…”

“C’mon…” Maria rubbed Clarissa’s privates.

Clarissa squirmed as she said, “I like my hair.”

“Please, Clarissa.” She stroked Clarissa’s clit.

Clarissa jumped away. “You didn’t put a diaper on me.”

“I thought you’d be more comfortable…”

“You rubbed lotion on my vag.”

“It looked like it needed some.”

“And now you want to shave my head?”

“We’re in a gang, Clarissa.”

“Are you gonna shave yours?”

“Uh, no.”

“Then, no!”

“Come on, let me.” Maria rubbed Clarissa’s butt.

“Uh…”

“Let me. Please. You’ll feel so much better!”

Clarissa felt Maria pressing hard against her rear.

“No, I gotta go.” Clarissa grabbed a diaper and put it on. Then put her shirt on. “You…creep me out!”

“I’m sorry. I must be messed up!”

Clarissa ran out. A tear fell down her cheek. She neared the end of the street. What am I going to do? She’s part of the Diaps! I can’t rat her out. There’s no way of knowing what she would do. Dammit! I wish I had more backbone. I am so desperate for friends! She ran back into Marias house, “OK, shave my head. I don’t care” Clarissa tore her clothes off.

“Screw off!”

“Please, Maria! I want to be your friend.”

“Touch them,” Maria said.

“Excuse me?”

“Touch them,” Maria repeated, shaking her chest.

Clarissa reached out and shyly squeezed Maria’s nipples.

“Good girl” Maria petted Clarissa’s privates.

“Thank you,” she squeaked, nervously.

“Now, for your hair…,” Maria said and disappeared down the hall.

Clarissa sighed.  She felt trapped, but this was the way it had to be. She could not tell anyone. Maria had her in the palm of her hand. She sighed. Maybe it won’t be that bad if she treats me kindly.

Maria returned with the clippers and turned them on. “Say bye-bye to your hair!” Maria said and passed the machine on top of Clarissa’s head as she filled with a sense of power.

A tiny moan escaped Clarissa’s throat.

“Shhh, it will be over soon enough, and you will feel so much better.” Maria rubbed Clarissa’s butt.

Clumps of hair fell to the floor. Maria buzzed the sides.

“Why are you doing this?”

“I own you now and your hair must go.”

“Why?”

“Hair is a symbol of individuality and you can’t have that, can you?”

“No.” Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Good girl.” Maria shaved the back of her head.

I guess I’ll go buy a wig after I leave Maria’s house. Or else my parents will freak.

“No more hair!”

“Thank you, Maria.” Clarissa ran her hand through her scalp. So rough.

“You’re welcome,” Maria said, and stroked her privates.

Clarissa moaned.

“You like that, don’t you.”

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“You will shave your head every day. No more hair.”

Clarissa sobbed, “Yes, no more hair.”

”Good girl.” Maria kissed Clarissa’s scalp. “I can see we’re gonna best friends!”