Circumstances6

Chastity nodded. “Sounds okay to me,” she said. “How about you?” she asked, looking at Jack.
He arched an eyebrow. “What, you think I want to do this again?” The silent look was all he got for an answer. “No. No, no, no, no, no, and that’s final.” He crossed his arms and looked at Chastity in defiance.
By the time the KC rep was on his way back from whence he came, he had both forms in his briefcase, completely filled out, signed, and dated by Jack and Chastity, complete with the little check box for retainer of services. Chastity hadn’t had to badger Jack very much to get him to check it; she knew which buttons to push without much trouble at all. The two teens went to pack up what few of their belongings had actually come out of their luggage, both of them placing their checks for fifty grand in very, very safe locations. Both of them received their final diaper changes from their respective nurses with no small amount of emotion on their parts, and they dressed as conservatively as possible in their own clothes. Mary let Chastity pick out a few pieces of clothing to take with her as souvenirs; she immediately put her onesie and sleeper, plus a pair of overalls into her bag, and when she had the chance a little later, she smuggled Jack’s onesie and sleeper into her bag as well. Jack had been given the same choice, but had (as predicted) opted to take nothing with him. That didn’t mean that Chastity wasn’t going to take anything for him, though, something Mary noticed but chose not to comment on.
Both were given a box of diapers and changing supplies (the boxes and their contents were, of course, sealed), and information about how to request more should they need it. Since they were on KC’s list of testers, they were going to receive certain amounts of product for free, but anything over a certain amount would have to be paid for. Chastity thought that was absolutely wonderful; Jack was less than pleased, but said thank you anyway. He considered his days as a product tester to be over and done with, but he wasn’t about to tell Chastity that… again. She probably wouldn’t believe him, anyway, particularly as she’d caught him more or less relaxing in his diaper a couple of times over the week.
Neither Jack nor Chastity saw or heard much of each other until the middle of the week, when Chastity, ecstatic over her recently returned continence, made Jack come out and play with her in the snow, even though Jack, still (glumly) relegated to diapers, would have much rather stayed inside and moped about on the internet shooting computer-generated terrorists, thank you very much. However, Chastity was persistent (to put it mildly; she had at one point threatened to beat down his door with a sledgehammer) and Jack finally caved. When he arrived at a local park where Chastity had wanted to meet him, he saw nothing of her until he heard an excited squeal, rapid footfalls in the snow, and then he turned to see her, just before she plowed into him and took him down, laughing joyously.
“What’s gotten into you?” he asked, half-buried in snow.
“I’m potty trained again!” she exclaimed.
Jack didn’t know whether to be happy for her or jealous, so he settled for not changing his emotions. “Yay. Can I please get up, now?”
“I’ll think about it,” she demurred, and then her expression changed. “Still stuck with ’em, eh?” He nodded glumly. She chucked him on the chin. “Come on, probably only for another day or so,” she said, trying to cheer him up.
It worked, but only a little. “Great,” he groused, apparently determined to be grouchy. “So, you’re wearing regular underwear again, I take it?”
“Pfft, no,” Chastity smirked. “Just because I don’t need them doesn’t mean I’m not going to wear them.”
“I should have guessed,” Jack muttered.
“Well, I’ll forgive you for the mistake this once,” she said.
“Maybe I’ll be more inclined to accept your forgiveness if you’d let me get up. My back is cold.”
Chastity rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she said and reluctantly let him get to his feet. Once he was up, he immediately pushed her into the snow. “Hey!”
“Payback,” Jack smirked, and then took a couple of steps away, out of striking range. That didn’t stop Chastity from wiping the smirk off of his face with a well-placed wad of snow, and then it was on. Snow went flying all over the place as they ran from cover to cover. The battle ended when Chastity found herself in Jack’s clutches being tickled until she—literally—wet herself from laughing too hard. Jack didn’t know she’d done it until after she cried for mercy and could notice she was wet, which earned Jack a sharp smack to the arm that would have stung a lot more if he hadn’t been wearing a winter coat.
That also didn’t stop Jack from asking, “what was that for?”
“Jerk, you made me piss myself,” she grumbled, trying to act hurt.
“Your poor, poor diaper.”
Chastity giggled. “You’re mean.”
“Lies.”
“Nuh-uh!”
Jack kissed her, suddenly. “Yes-huh.”
“Well, since you put it that way…” and she kissed him. “I’d forgotten how much I missed that,” Chastity murmured after a while, while sitting on Jack’s lap, who was sitting on a handy park bench.
“Well, it has been a few days,” he murmured back.
“Yes, I suppose it has,” Chastity smiled. “What a way to spend winter break,” she said.
Jack snorted. “Tell me about it. Weird how it all happened, eh?”
She nodded. “But it was still fun.”
“For you, maybe.”
“I don’t recall any complaints from you while I was prancing around with my diaper on display for the whole world.”
“As if I was going to complain,” he said. “There was also that time when your diaper tape popped—”
Chastity stuck her tongue out at him. “Shush! You probably had lots of fun feeling my leg up.”
“You do have nice legs.”
“That’s not the point.”
“Then what is?” Jack asked, casually.
“You had fun last week,” she said. “Admit it.”
Jack hesitated for a moment or two, and then nodded, reluctantly. “Yeah, I did.”
Chastity beamed at him. “I bet you actually liked getting your diapers changed, too!” she giggled.
Jack flushed red. “I did not!” he protested.
“Yes you did! Don’t even try to lie!”
Jack was sorely tempted to push her to the ground. “I did not.”
Chastity finally realized that she’d crossed a line and backpedaled quickly. “Well, I bet you would have liked to change my diaper.”
“That I’ll admit to.”
Chastity was amazed that he would and it showed. “Really?”
“Sure, why not? Every sane guy would love to get into a hot girl’s pants. I don’t think he’d care what sort of pants those were, either.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Oh, is that so?”
“Yeah, pretty much,” Jack said.
“Remind me never to let you change my diaper, then.”
Jack arched an eyebrow. “You honestly expect me to do that?”
“Do you really want to change my diaper?” Chastity prompted.
Jack flushed red again. “Okay, you’ve got me there,” he admitted and his entire position—at least on this subject—collapsed.
Chastity grinned. “I knew there was more to you than sex,” she murmured as she put her arms around his neck and kissed him long and soft.
“Let’s go somewhere,” Jack suggested suddenly.
“Where?” Chastity asked, curious.
“Starbucks.”
She frowned. “Starbucks?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah, Starbucks. I don’t know about you, but I need something hot to drink.” He looked at her. “Interested? My treat.”
“Well, since you put it that way,” Chastity said, and stood up. Of course, it took them a little while to get there, as both were on foot, but by the time they did get there, Chastity was thankful that Jack had suggested Starbucks. She was colder than she thought she was, and only too glad to relax in the warmth of the coffee shop, which wasn’t all that busy right then, but busy enough. Both opted for hot chocolate with an added shot of flavor to it.
“Mmm, raspberry,” Jack murmured as he sat down with his drink, Chastity across from him.
Chastity smiled. “So, what are your plans for New Years?”
Jack shrugged. “Nothing, really. If anything, probably go hang out with the guys and play video games all night while one or two of them try to figure out some way to get booze.”
Chastity rolled her eyes. “Well, I think you should come with me to a party,” she suggested. “A couple of my friends are putting it together.”
“A party, hmmm?” Jack mused. “And what will your friends think about you dating one of the local gamer nerds?”
“You are not a gamer nerd.”
“Some of my friends are,” he pointed out.
“Yes, but while you play games, that doesn’t make you a nerd, now does it?” Chastity riposted.
“Touché,” he conceded.
“Besides, I don’t think they’ll really make a big deal over it,” Chastity said, even though she didn’t much believe what she’d just said.
“If you say so.” Jack hadn’t believed her, either.
“Oh, quit worrying,” she admonished. “We’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, I know… guess I’ll have to get used to the best of both worlds,” he said.
“Huh?”
“You know, dating the hot cheerleader type while still getting to do stuff like play video games and listen to heavy metal,” he explained.
“Oh, right.” She shifted in her seat a little bit, and then looked out the window of the shop. “Hey look, it’s snowing.”
Jack turned to look. “So it is,” he said, and then he looked at his cellphone. “You ready to go?”
She nodded. “Yeah, I’m all warmed up,” she said.
Jack stood with her, and they walked out into the falling snow together, arm in arm, watching the big flakes come fluttering down around sips of their hot chocolate. Neither said anything for a long while, but there wasn’t much to be said, at least at this point. The entire previous week might as well have been something out of the Twilight Zone or perhaps a really interesting dream, but while it was neither, there wasn’t any point in denying the seeming unreality of the whole thing. Though, rather than deny it (or really confront it) John Adamson and Chastity Bennett simply took solace in the fact that though the circumstances of their relationship were really odd, both in its beginning and its present, the core matter was that they were together, and that was it.
The New Years party went off without much of a hitch, though Jack had to get used to the fact that he was dealing with the ‘in’ crowd, and that took some adjusting, even if he did have a few acquaintances in its exalted circles. Though, when he and Chastity kissed at midnight, there was more than a little shock, which meant that both had to do a little more fancy footwork than they had originally expected, but all in all they came out just fine. It was a little harder for his friends to get over their shock, and even after he told the (altered) story three or four times, they didn’t believe it until they saw it. But, by the time the first week of school for the New Year was over, the world more or less returned to its original shape and continued to spin on its axis just fine, much to the pleasure of both. That did not, however, prevent any of Jack’s friends from trying to get him to set them up on dates with Chastity’s friends…