"It's only four hours away"

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Ellie's phoned pinged. It was Blaire.

"Well, if the journey is that long, I have a suggestion..."

The notification cut off the rest of the message. Ellie knew what it was going to say. The two of them had been dancing around it all week.

Ellie rose from her bed, accidentally dragging her blanket up with her shoulder as she sat up. When she shifted her legs out and onto the floor, her foot similarly caught on her duvet and pulled it off the bed. She stretched her arms up, lacing her fingers together and then heard her elbows *crack*, and she exhaled. She brought her left hand to her right hip, and her right to her left, and returned to the pose she had just left, pulling her pajama shirt off as she did so. Ellie wriggled her left toes onto the heel of her right foot, and kicked, pulling her pants down.

She shivered as the cool air rushed in. And frowned a little. Her crotch was a little damp. Not enough to worry, but enough that not worrying wasn't an option. She then bent down and dropped her underwear.

Ellie took a few more steps, spun, and hoofed the pile of pajamas into the growing pile of laundry in the corner of her room, and strode down the hall, spun the faucet until shower was warm enough, and slunk against the wall under it. She ran her fingers through her hair to de-tangle it a little, and sighed.

---

When she got out of the shower, she sent a suggestive emoji back to Blaire, and as she dried her hair, she started searching for a bag and some clothes for her weekend. She thought about what else she wanted to bring. Blaire and Ellie spent most evenings talking up the bizarre and depraved things they were going to do to one-another, but given that they were only planning on seeing each other for just about one day, Ellie wanted to focus a little - she didn't want to bring a full toy chest on a four hour train journey. Twice.

---

Ellie shot off a few more texts as she laid out her outfit for the train. She didn't want it to be too sexy - train travel deserved a little dignity, especially in this weather, but she did want to send some selfies to Blaire if the need arose. With this in mind, she ended up settling on insulated leggings under a denim skirt, a graphic tee from a show she'd loved as a teenager, and a coat she'd only bought because it had shared it's colour and shapes with the one in Back to the Future. Not exactly the most fashionable outfit.

As she stood in her room, dressed only in a towel, staring at the clothes she'd laid out on her bed, Ellie kept tossing a white square between her hands, and tossing her eyes to her dresser. After a moment of pretending, she gave in and retrieved it. Her cage, a little but of moulded transparent pink plastic, with a lock and key dangling next to it.

Ellie dropped her towel, and half-stepped onto the bed, leaving one leg on the ground, for easy crotch access. She squished and squeezed and stuffed her penis and balls through the plastic shell, twisted the key, and slipped it into the velvet bag she'd rescued from some dead, expensive, earphones she'd found in a vintage shop.

---

Ellie kept wriggling in her chair as she waited for the train. The nearest food to the station was fast, and neither the food nor the close to a litre of cola she'd bought herself were agreeing with her constitution. The cold metal of the chair against the back of her thighs wasn't exactly helping either. She complained to Blaire over text about the annoyance. Her response came quickly,

"Well, at least you don't need to worry about finding a bathroom to deal with any food poisoning"

Not her best innuendo, but it got a laugh from Ellie's lips.

A bell rang, and Ellie looked up. Her train was gonna leave soon, so she gathered her stuff and strode towards it.

---

About an hour later, as the train had cleared the city, and then the suburbs, and then the satellite towns, and cows in fields began to dot the landscape, Ellie found herself sitting alone in the carriage. She took some time to peer around, now incredibly happy she'd decided against underwear in the end, and making sure to stow her bag somewhere less obvious, trotted up the the bathroom.

"You okay for a naughty pic now"

"Always"

Ellie perched her phone on the sink in the bathoon, lifted her skirt, pulled her leggings down, and flashed her now-yellow diaper front as the camera timer went off.

She took a few more, and after mullling them over, sent the best one over to Blaire. Then after a moment, she sent the rest of them all at once.

The replies can jsut as fast.

"HOT HOT HOT AWOOGA" bled into "well, good thing you wore protection on the way down" which eventually became "You probably shouldn't have worn a diaper down, you know I'm not gonna let you take one off all day if this is how cute you look".

Ellie smiled, this was the exact responses she'd wanted and expected from Blaire.

She returned to her seat, and when the trolley came past, she ordered a coffee and a tin of coke.

---

Ellie waited for the carriage to clear again. As they entered the destination city, the train had re-filled, and she was suddenly a little cautious about her diaper.

Once she was free, she stood up and began to waddle down the carriage. She paused, dropped her bag and rooted around for her spare coat. She pulled it out, wrapped it around her waist, and with some new-found confidence, continued out to the platform, past the gates, and into the concourse. Blaire flagged her down, and the embraced.

"I want to hug you and talk, but I'm exhausted, please tell me you're parked nearby"

Blaire nodded, grabbed Ellie's hands, and led her out.

Blaire started to talk and ask Ellie questions as the couple made their way down, and after a few nods and grunts, Blaire leant in, and when Ellie turned to kiss her, Blaire reached her hand up and grabbed Ellie's chin, pulled her in a little, and plopped a pacifer in her mouth. Seeing the disapointment in her friend's eyes, she leant back in, ruffled Ellie's hair, and pecked her on the nose