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Blossom took some time. And by that, she took some time to herself to do the things she needed to do to herself, and then afterwards she put her hair up and took a shower to rinse off. And after that, she put on something cute and casual - an oversized hoodie and panties - and only then did she knock on the bedroom door.
"Hey cupcake, it's me~"
"Hey..." I was still wearing the diaper and my t-shirt, except I had the blanket pulled up to my chest. I wasn't sleeping, but Blossom took a while to get back and I'd run out of things to do on my phone. I was starting to feel kind of sleepy.
Then I realized Blossom changed. Of course she did; she was wet. Was I supposed to have changed?
"Just panties." Blossom lifted her hoodie to confirm, and then dropped the hem.
"That diaper didn't know what hit it," she laughed, but worried briefly that she'd been too crude. "How are you feeling? You were amazing."
"All that was okay?" I asked quietly. I was anxious about that; about the roleplay, about how I acted, about trying to touch her boob, about the way I grabbed her ass and pulled her toward me. And the kissing. And my desperation. How much I needed it. Did she think it was just an act? Was it? It felt so insurmountable, to go on without her lips on mine. Like I was dying, and her kisses were CPR.
Blossom slid down next to Amy on the bed with a warm smile and nuzzled her head against her girlfriend’s in a weird sitting-up-leaning-on-each-other position, and sighed happily.
"Babes, it was as dreamy as could be. Did I do okay for you? Was I good with you for pace and limits and stuff?"
"Yeah, uh... thanks for stopping when you did. I wasn't thinking clearly..."
"The perks of pre-established limits," Blossom laughed.
"You were really hot..." I mumbled. Cuddled up to Blossom, I was starting to feel sleepier. It was really late.
"Well thank you very much, cupcake. You were approaching the heat of a newborn star, so I can definitely relate to that. Gosh, my girlfriend is so fricking hot, did you know that? I hope you know that."
"Mm... yeah, that's definitely something I can relate to."
Blossom said something else, but I wasn't listening. Then I felt her hand on my face, taking off my glasses.
"Those are mine," I said, without opening my eyes.
"You don't need them where you're going, sleepy girl. C'mon, lemme scooch in and lay down, and you can lay your head on my chest and snooze. You're dressed in your bedtime undies already."
I stuck out my tongue. Or, I think I did. Blossom helped me move into a more comfortable position and then the lights turned off.
"I'm gonna wake up and bake all night," I said sleepily, trying to predict the future.
"Maybe, but you'll have a sexy diapered maid to help. So make sure to let her, okay?" Blossom smiled the kind of smile you could sense in a dark room. "Get some sleep between now and then, cupcake. I love you."
"Love you..."
I fell asleep a little while after that. And since fortune telling isn't one of the things I'm good at, I slept until late the following morning.
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