Brooke and Jenna walked down the long hallway leading back to the grand staircase, following Sofie to where the staff had prepared dinner for them. They held each other’s hand as they got used to the thick padding between their legs, struggling to walk normally.
Sofie snuck a glance over her shoulder and smirked. “Comfy, aren’t they?”
“Huh?” Brooke asked, snapping out of her thoughts.
“The… how should I say… protection?” she slyly asked.
“Oh, that, yeah… just in case, right?” Brooke asked.
“But of course, my dear!” Sofie said, looking back ahead.
Brooke snuck a glance down at Sofie’s butt and noticed that she too was still in a diaper. She wanted to whisper about it to Jenna, but they were too close to their host to say anything. Jenna’s grip on her hand tightened, so she shot her a comforting smile and squeezed her hand back.
The three of them walked down the stairs and through the foyer, weaving their way through white hallways ordained with white trim and flowery wallpaper until they came to a large room with one massive two story window that stretched all the way across the room.
It showcased a beautiful valley, overlooking a lake and forest that stretched for miles down the valley. Large mountains surrounded them on either side, their tips covered in the purest of white snow. A single oak table with two chairs sat in the middle of the room on top of a large white carpet. Two large vases of the special flower sat to the right of either chair in the center of the table, filling the room with its sweet scent. The sun was setting all the way at the end of the valley, casting its calming yellow light into the room and painting the sky a vivid mix of blues, pinks, and purples.
Brooke groaned inwardly. If Jenna’s assumptions were true, she was glad that she chose to wear a diaper to dinner.
“Wow!” Jenna gasped. She let go of Brooke’s hand and forgot all about her diapered predicament as she darted forward, the hem of her dress lifting up just enough to expose her diaper as she jogged over to the window. “Look at how tall those mountains are! I didn’t even know they were that big!” A grumble from her stomach made her pause and come back to reality.
Brooke noticed the attendants Mia and Emma share a knowing grin and a giggle on the other side of the room, feeling a little embarrassed for Jenna’s childlike behavior. They were both wearing white aprons over their dresses, at hiding their diapers from view. Brooke walked up to the table and was about to sit down in one of the seats when Mia came up from behind.
“Please, allow me, miss,” Mia said as she pulled the chair out for her, her eyes lingering on Brooke’s butt once she turned away from her to sit. Upon hearing a soft crinkle of a familiar plastic sound, her eyes went wide almost imperceptibly as she realized that Brooke wasn’t wearing panties like she’d expected.
“Thanks, Mia,” Brooke gratefully said, crossing her right leg over her left. She settled back into the chair and watched Jenna look through the window, taking in nature’s beauty. If you knew what you were looking for, it was rather obvious that Jenna was indeed wearing a diaper. She chuckled at that thought. She cleared her throat twice, and once she caught Jenna’s attention, she motioned with her head for her to sit down. When Jenna shot her a quizzical look, she nodded towards the attendants waiting on them at the table.
“Oh!” Jenna said as she got the hint. She smoothed down the front of her dress and allowed Emma to pull her seat out for her, then sat down, feeling her diaper squish just enough for her to notice.
“Comfy?” Emma grinned. “We had a feeling you two would come around! We’re so glad you decided to come to dinner dressed properly!” She clasped her hands in front of her. “And I’m certain that you two are both absolutely hungry, too! What can we start you off with?”
Mia piped up. “We have water, wine, and any sort of spirits that you can think of!”
“When in Rome?” Jenna asked with a laugh.
“Yeah, when in Rome,” Brooke replied. Looking up at Mia, she smiled and asked, “Can we please have your finest bottle of wine with two glasses of water on the side, please?”
“Of course! Do you prefer white or red wine?”
“Um…” Brooke locked eyes with Jenna and raised an eyebrow, silently asking for her input. She wanted red, but would drink white wine if Jenna wanted to.
“Red wine would be fantastic,” Jenna said.
“Perfect! We’ll be right back. In the meantime, here is our menu…” Both of them pulled a large menu held in a dark red binding from their aprons and set them down on the table in front of them. “Please take your time with your selections!” they said in unison as they walked away, disappearing through a side door.
Jenna drummed her fingers on the table as silence filled the room. “So… I was thinking that this whole thing is starting to feel pretty romantic. The fine wine, the nice dress, us holding hands, the nice resort…” She cautiously locked eyes with Brooke, trying to gauge her reaction.
“Why, yes… yes it does,” Brooke said with a quick chuckle. She flicked the menu up just in time to hide her ever growing smile. Funny you should mention that…
Sofie snuck a glance over her shoulder and smirked. “Comfy, aren’t they?”
“Huh?” Brooke asked, snapping out of her thoughts.
“The… how should I say… protection?” she slyly asked.
“Oh, that, yeah… just in case, right?” Brooke asked.
“But of course, my dear!” Sofie said, looking back ahead.
Brooke snuck a glance down at Sofie’s butt and noticed that she too was still in a diaper. She wanted to whisper about it to Jenna, but they were too close to their host to say anything. Jenna’s grip on her hand tightened, so she shot her a comforting smile and squeezed her hand back.
The three of them walked down the stairs and through the foyer, weaving their way through white hallways ordained with white trim and flowery wallpaper until they came to a large room with one massive two story window that stretched all the way across the room.
It showcased a beautiful valley, overlooking a lake and forest that stretched for miles down the valley. Large mountains surrounded them on either side, their tips covered in the purest of white snow. A single oak table with two chairs sat in the middle of the room on top of a large white carpet. Two large vases of the special flower sat to the right of either chair in the center of the table, filling the room with its sweet scent. The sun was setting all the way at the end of the valley, casting its calming yellow light into the room and painting the sky a vivid mix of blues, pinks, and purples.
Brooke groaned inwardly. If Jenna’s assumptions were true, she was glad that she chose to wear a diaper to dinner.
“Wow!” Jenna gasped. She let go of Brooke’s hand and forgot all about her diapered predicament as she darted forward, the hem of her dress lifting up just enough to expose her diaper as she jogged over to the window. “Look at how tall those mountains are! I didn’t even know they were that big!” A grumble from her stomach made her pause and come back to reality.
Brooke noticed the attendants Mia and Emma share a knowing grin and a giggle on the other side of the room, feeling a little embarrassed for Jenna’s childlike behavior. They were both wearing white aprons over their dresses, at hiding their diapers from view. Brooke walked up to the table and was about to sit down in one of the seats when Mia came up from behind.
“Please, allow me, miss,” Mia said as she pulled the chair out for her, her eyes lingering on Brooke’s butt once she turned away from her to sit. Upon hearing a soft crinkle of a familiar plastic sound, her eyes went wide almost imperceptibly as she realized that Brooke wasn’t wearing panties like she’d expected.
“Thanks, Mia,” Brooke gratefully said, crossing her right leg over her left. She settled back into the chair and watched Jenna look through the window, taking in nature’s beauty. If you knew what you were looking for, it was rather obvious that Jenna was indeed wearing a diaper. She chuckled at that thought. She cleared her throat twice, and once she caught Jenna’s attention, she motioned with her head for her to sit down. When Jenna shot her a quizzical look, she nodded towards the attendants waiting on them at the table.
“Oh!” Jenna said as she got the hint. She smoothed down the front of her dress and allowed Emma to pull her seat out for her, then sat down, feeling her diaper squish just enough for her to notice.
“Comfy?” Emma grinned. “We had a feeling you two would come around! We’re so glad you decided to come to dinner dressed properly!” She clasped her hands in front of her. “And I’m certain that you two are both absolutely hungry, too! What can we start you off with?”
Mia piped up. “We have water, wine, and any sort of spirits that you can think of!”
“When in Rome?” Jenna asked with a laugh.
“Yeah, when in Rome,” Brooke replied. Looking up at Mia, she smiled and asked, “Can we please have your finest bottle of wine with two glasses of water on the side, please?”
“Of course! Do you prefer white or red wine?”
“Um…” Brooke locked eyes with Jenna and raised an eyebrow, silently asking for her input. She wanted red, but would drink white wine if Jenna wanted to.
“Red wine would be fantastic,” Jenna said.
“Perfect! We’ll be right back. In the meantime, here is our menu…” Both of them pulled a large menu held in a dark red binding from their aprons and set them down on the table in front of them. “Please take your time with your selections!” they said in unison as they walked away, disappearing through a side door.
Jenna drummed her fingers on the table as silence filled the room. “So… I was thinking that this whole thing is starting to feel pretty romantic. The fine wine, the nice dress, us holding hands, the nice resort…” She cautiously locked eyes with Brooke, trying to gauge her reaction.
“Why, yes… yes it does,” Brooke said with a quick chuckle. She flicked the menu up just in time to hide her ever growing smile. Funny you should mention that…
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