I saw my journey with her that led up to this point, the good and the bad.
All the sleepovers, consoling her through breakups, getting accepted to the same college, moving in together, the fear of her knowing I’m ABDL and the happiness for when she showed that she liked this part of me as much as all the others. Those two made sense, but then there was the third one. In the third line of emotion there were no diapers. There was no past or future, in fact most of the present didn’t exist either. All there was were her and me, Katie and Lilly. All this part of me knew was that I never wanted this moment to end. That I was staring up at the most beautiful women in the world.