How My Best Friend Found Out My Secret
HOW MY BEST FRIEND FOUND OUT MY SECRET
There was a point in my life where I was finding myself going into little space more often. I was stressed with work and life wasn't going the way I planned it to. Carly is more like a caring mother to all our group of friends but best of all, she's my best friend.
She didn't know about my secret and I never planned on telling her. I always felt bad for not letting her know but little space is me time. It was the only time I got to do self care for myself. Carly eventually found out my secret and this is how that story goes...
There was one day where I was sick with the flu as it was getting cold and chilly. I usually put myself into a onesie and a pair of track pants, get my binkie and stuffy and crawl into bed. I live alone in a one bedroom apartment so I'm pretty lucky there.
At that current time, I had been going into little space more and I found myself splurging on toys that I'd play with in little space so my living space was full of my toys that I didn't have the energy to clean up.
It had been a few weeks since I last seen Carly as she had been on vacation. I knew she was going to be back soon but didn't know exactly what day. Usually if she comes over, I hide all my little things. But this particular day she came over unexpectedly.
She had a key that she uses for emergencies so while I was fast asleep with my binkie in my mouth, cuddling my stuffies all rugged up and warm, I heard my front door open.
I jumped up, hid my binkie and stuffies under my blanket and walked out. Totally forgetting I had a onesie on. Thank goodness it just looked like a tucked in tshirt as it was just plain yellow.
Carly surprised me and hugged me. I told her not to get close as I was sick. She walked in and noticed all the toys. She looked puzzled and asked who's toys they where. I lied to her and she knew it. She didn't question me further but she was concerned about my health. Apparently I looked like death.
Carly wouldn't take a no for an answer and made me head into the shower. There she told me to strip. I asked her to step out and she did. I had a quick shower and noticed my clothes I took off where gone. She was going to notice my onesie!!! I was mortified, I felt like crying!
I walked out covering myself with my towel on and asked her where they where. She told me she picked them up and put them into the laundry room. She told me to go get dressed while she fixed me up something to eat.
I walk into my room and noticed my pink footie onesie on my bed along with my binkie and stuffy near by. She soon followed because apparently I was taking too long.
She leaned in and said she's not surprised I have this stuff because she's always wondered if I was a little and that she was so happy that I was. She apologized for going through my stuff but told me it was ok. I did start to cry but more so because it was a relief.
I was still hesitant and didn't want to, but she laid me down on my bed, taking my towel away. She asked me if I wore diapers? I told her that sometimes I do, but not all the time. I did have a few in my cupboard and as much as I wanted to say no, a huge part of me wanted to show her. So I just went with my gut and pointed to where they'd be.
She walked over and grabbed one that she thought had the cutest print. She diapered me up adding powder and got me dressed. Then she placed my binkie in my mouth and ordered me to head into the kitchen. There she made me eat an apple while I waited for her to cook.
She cooked me up some pumpkin soup that I had in the cupboard. Pumpkin soup was my favorite and she knew it too. She spoon fed me the full bit. She couldn't help but smile at me and talk like a baby to me.
I will admit I did like it. It was nice to have a caregiver. Fast forward a few months and I started to call her mommy. She loves being called mommy. She eventually moved in with me and took care of me full time. I didn't have to bother with work as she makes enough money online to support us.
I'm really loving life right now. I get to live the life that makes me most happy and I love my mommy so much. Some of our mutual friends know about my lifestyle which is different. Still getting used to it. But there are some that are none the wiser.
Written By: Kaycee
Age: 24