So....it's been awhile :) this is a little something I thought of tonight and wrote up. It's a little short but I'm getting back into writing

Little Thoughts
By: Diaperedwolfzt

Warm and soft, That’s how the always felt on little nights. Looking down at her pajamas for the night the vixen giggled to herself. The pink nightie looked more appropriate on a 2-year-old than a 22-year-old like herself. Though that had nothing on the puffy pink disposable diaper that was taped on her waist.

She examined the diaper a bit poking at the little butterflies that danced across the front. The plastic shell of the diaper crinkled at her touch as she smiled. Diapers were one thing that made her feel safe and secure no matter the situation.

“You don’t need a change already do you, sweetie? I hope you would last more than five minutes.”

Sarah smiled as she dropped her nightie to look to the grinning face of her mate walking into the room carrying a large glass bowl nearly spilling over with popcorn. Taking a few steps toward the couch he set the bowl down and gave her a stern playful look.

“Do I need to see if you’re a soggy kit?”

Blushing a bit the vixen hid her face behind her hands “No sir.” she said as she patted the couch cushion beside her scooting so he could take a seat. His long orange tail flicked a bit as the fox took a seat giving the smaller vixen a small tap on the nose before pulling her into his lap as he hit the play button on their remote control.

Sighing happily as she snuggled into his chest she opened her mouth to accept the piece of popcorn he offered. Her ears flicking a bit from the crinkling around her waist as she snuggled just a bit closer. The movie tonight was one of her personal favorites The Iron Giant.

As the young couple sat and watched Sarah found her mind drifting. She thought about how scared she was to tell her mate about her desires to be treated like a kit. How absolutely ecstatic she was that he said he was willing to try it out. And how utterly nervous they both were the first night.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a pair of fingers gently slipping under her nightie and into the leg gathers of her diaper. A diaper check like clockwork every hour. Smiling as she wiggled at his touch Sarah remembered when he had instated that silly bit into their roleplaying.

It was New year's eve and she had drank quite a bit at the party thankfully for her she opted to be baby new year and was well prepared, Being sure to wear one of her less conspicuous diapers. By the time they returned home Sarah was soaked and her diaper was drooping dangerously to the point of nearly falling off her hips.

From that point on he insisted every time she was diapered that she be checked once every hour on the hour. Blushing as she felt the back of her diaper tugged away Sarah was content to let it happen. She ate another bit of popcorn as the giant robot on screen jumped into the lake giggling at the movie as she felt the waistband of the diaper snapped back into place and a firm pat placed on the seat signalling she was dry.

As they sat and finished out the movie Sarah found herself getting more and more tired. She covered her mouth as a small yawn racked her body. She felt herself shifted as her boyfriend eased himself off the couch returning a few minutes later with a familiar bedtime routine in hand.

Smiling as she scooted once more he took a seat as she laid her head in his lap opening her mouth. The amber nipple of the baby bottle was inserted and she suckled being rewarded by a stream of warm milk.

Drinking the milk soothed her to no end. And as she started to drift off to sleep she felt herself lifted into her mates arms feeling her tired body melt into his as they headed to bed. Her last thoughts before bed were simple littles ones.

Warm and soft.

The end.