The sun was setting picturesquely behind Donna Sue’s small house. Ravel was always amazed at the beautiful vistas that Donna Sue’s property casually produced. One of the perks of living in the country was it was easy to find views like this. Thinking of missing these views made the conversation Ravel was hoping to have with Donna Sue feel even harder. Ravel came back to her senses with a gentle tug on her harness.

“Earth to Ravel,” Donna sue said giggling. She was wearing a light blue pair of denim shortalls over a pink shirt. Her hair was done up in braided pig tails. She very much had a little look and would have fit in at any little’s meet up. The only thing clashing with her little look was the leash with the actual little at the end of it.

Ravel was in a light green onesie decorated with flowers and no bottoms unless you counted the ruffles on the butt of the onesie. Since the plan was to hang out either in Donna Sue’s house or around her property Ravel dressed more comfortably than she might have otherwise. Not that her typical outdoor wear was much more mature than the onesie with obvious diaper impression. She didn’t have anything else on other than the pink nylon harness with leash attached and a matching pacifier clip.

“You good over there?” Donna Sue asked as she stood close to Ravel.

“Yeah. Just admiring the view.”

“The sunset is pretty, but that means it’s about to be dark. We should head back while we can still see where we’re going.”

“Lead the way,” Ravel said sarcastically gesturing to the leash Donna Sue still held.

“Oh, I plan to,” she replied with a wink.

Ravel had to admit that it was a little awkward being led around by a leash by her best friend. It felt like spheres colliding. Like her baby friends were mingling with her real-life friends. At the same time though, she couldn’t help but feel so natural on a leash. Like carefully guided play in her romper was exactly where she was supposed to be. It wasn’t even a sex thing it was just who she was. So why did it feel so weird? It was normal from a certain point of view. Normal for her friend to lead her around on a leash because that’s where she belonged. It was normal too for her friend to be cupping her diaper to see how wet it was because Ravel wore diapers. It was a fact of nature as much as the beautiful sunset that distracted her earlier.

“You had me thinking you were going potty there,” Donna Sue again snapped Ravel out of a trance. “You sure like your walkies don’t you?” Ravel shrugged innocently. “I can understand the appeal, I guess. Must be very cozy and nice. Like a distance hug.”

“Do you want to try it out?” Ravel said teasingly.

“And rob a bottom like you of her proper place at the end of a leash?” Donna Sue said back. “I’m good, but thanks for asking,” came her real answer.

“Any time.”

“Come on, let’s sit on the porch for a spell,” the two had made their way back to Donna Sue’s house and true to her word, it was growing dark rapidly as the stepped onto the porch. “Imagine if I had a bouncer or something out here that'd be hella cozy.” Donna Sue imagined the furniture in her mind as she led Ravel over to a rocking chair. “This’ll have to do though,” she grunted as she tied Ravels leash around one of the wooden bars that made up the back of the rocking chair. “Don’t want you running off,” Donna Sue smiled after she had gently trapped Ravel into the chair.

“Thanks,” Ravel said with a blush.

“Don't mention it.” Donna Sue took the other rocking chair next to Ravel’s. “You know I saw that big stream you had.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Those new diapers were super cute, and that dress,” Donna sure made a chef’s kiss motion with her fingers. “It really suited you, and it’s so cool you got to debut a print like that.”

“Yeah, I know!” Ravel agreed. “And the new print is so good. I was a sucker for them on pull-ups but that meant wearing pull-ups. Now that they’re on diapers though …” Ravel let the thought linger while Donna Sue giggled.

“That horse game you played was crazy too.”

“It was. I was surprised. I’m a little bummed that I’m not gonna have time to keep playing it.”

“I actually bought it after the stream,” Donna Sue said smiling.

“Really?” Ravel said with a chuckle.

“Really. I’m a sucker for girl stuff and sim games. This is like made for me.”

“You always did strike me as a horse girl.”

“Ain’t no way I’m ever gonna afford a real one,” Donna Sue scoffed. “So, this is a good substitution.” There was a bit of a pause as the two looked at each other thoughtfully. “Gotta say it’s still a little strange seeing you … well make porn. No offense.” Donna Sue continued the conversation.

“I mean I guess that's accurate,” Ravel was kicking her feet idly. “I didn’t really expect this career choice either but it is working out. Really well actually.” Ravel swallowed hard as she continued kicking her feet. The darkness of night had sat in and now the sound of night insects and frogs filled the air around them. Ravel had been putting off the conversation all day and her time was running out to actually have it. It was now or never. “You know uh …” Ravel stammered a bit. “Theo mentioned that they found a few apartments for me. By Stuffie’s headquarters.” Donna Sue was silent for a while. Rocking in her rocking chair gently as she stared out into the night.

“How much is rent over there?” she said still staring out into the night.

“I dunno,” Ravel admitted. “I’ll have to see when I get there, I guess.”

“Mmhmm,” Donna Sue mumbled quietly.

“Are you ok with that?” Ravel asked hesitantly. Donna Sue sighed.

“Not really,” she stopped looking at the sky to look at the ground. “I mean I’m happy for you. You’re finally growing up in a weird way, and I know that a move like that is really good for you.” Donna Sue let the comment stand but the dead air implied there was more to say.

“But …” Ravel tried to move the conversation along.

“It feels like you’re leaving me,” Donna Sue admitted quickly.

“I’m not leaving you,” Ravel emphasized the you in that sentence. “I’m leaving here,” Ravel gestured around her to the area. “I’m not leaving you though.”

“But you are though,” Donna Sue cut Ravel off. "Or you will."

“I’ll still talk to you, and we can still hang out.”

“Don’t bull shit me Ravel,” Donna Sue spoke harsh words but her tone was still sweet. “We both know that neither of us will be able to keep up our friendship like it is now if you’re moving. We'll drift apart at long distance. Not right away, but over time.”

“I’m sorry,” it was Ravel’s turn to look at the ground.

“Don’t be,” Donna Sue said quickly. “You shouldn’t be sorry. It’s the right move for you. You’re gonna do great out there.”

“I don’t want to lose you though.”

“It happens,” Donna Sue said with a bit of melancholy. “Life happens and we move on. It doesn’t have to be a bad thing.”

“It’s sad though,” Ravel said quietly.

“It is sad,” Donna Sue admitted. “Maybe more bitter sweet.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” Ravel said rocking slowly. Donna Sue interrupted the tense moment to laugh.

“It’s so funny to have this serious conversation with you dressed like that,” Donna Sue giggled some more.

“Hey!” Ravel whined.

“Big baby with her big plans on being a big girl,” Donna Sue teased.

“Yeah actually,” Ravel said pouting.

“Come on let’s go inside,” Donna sue smiled as she grabbed Ravel’s leash again. “Skeeters are bitin.”

“Maybe they won’t have mosquitos up north,” Ravel pondered.

“One can hope.” Ravel followed her friend into her home where Donna Sue unclipped the lead handing it to Ravel. “If you’re on your way out then I gotta get all the babying in I can. I only just got to be baby sitter and now you’re going away.”

“I think I’ll have plenty of baby sitters.”

“Yeah, but I’m not gonna have any babies,” Donna Sue had turned on a few dim lights in her house. “What am I to do without my newfound hobby of babying my friend.”

“Maybe you can find a new baby friend. We’re sprouting like weeds you know.”

“You really are. It’s threatening the native puppy girl population. Soon they’ll go the way of the cat girl,” Donna Sue joked.

“Such is progress,” Ravel shrugged with faux smugness.

“Not even concerned at the residual damage you’re doing to the environment,” Donna Sue continued to play the joke. “By that I of course mean the puppy girl thing and not the used diapers.”

“I’m too baby to understand that,” Ravel said deliberately childishly putting her pacifier in her mouth when she was done.

“Well, it’s a good thing you’re cute so you don’t need to think too hard,” Donna Sue playfully patted Ravel’s head. “Did you bring your baba with you? I want to bottle feed you if that’s ok.”

“Oh sure,” Ravel dug in her diaper bag and retrieved the large bottle.

“Thank you. Wait on the couch for me ok.” Ravel nodded as she watched Donna Sue head off to her kitchen. Ravel quickly sat down on the couch and in a moment her friend returned, the bottle now full of some kind of chocolate milk. “This one’s kinda big so you don’t have to drink the whole thing. Just tap me when you had enough.” Ravel nodded as she assumed a position laying across Donna Sue’s lap and quickly took the nipple of the bottle in her mouth.

What followed was a quiet and contemplative moment as Ravel slowly suckled the bottle while she cuddled into Donna Sue. Donna Sue looked down at Ravel and smiled while she patted against the front of Ravel’s diaper.

“Change you before you go home?” Donna Sue asked. Ravel just nodded in the affirmative as she kept suckling. “Good girl,” Donna Sue said while giggling. “Thanks, for letting me do this by the way. It is very soothing to take care of you like this. I'm gonna miss it when you’re gone.” With the bottle’s nipple still in her mouth Ravel didn’t get to respond, but she didn’t signal to stop yet. She continued drinking in silence before being interrupted by a gurgle in her tummy which finally got her to tap Donna Sue’s leg rhythmically.

“All done?” Donna Sue said removing the bottle from Ravel’s mouth. Ravel responded with a groan. “Oh, I know here sit up,” Donna Sue helped situate Ravel so she was sitting across one of Donna Sue’s legs and her head rested on her shoulder. Donna Sue quickly patted Ravel’s back and Ravel let out a series of small burps. After burping she leaned back and looked into Donna Sue’s face with a blush. “Cute,” Donna Sue stated booping Ravel’s nose.

“I’m not …” Ravel started but Donna Sue cut her off.

“Now, you wanna get the diapee changed?” she asked hopefully.

“Sure,” Ravel smiled back and Donna Sue giddily dug into Ravel’s diaper bag for the new diaper and changing supplies.