Alice sat nervously in her car, tugging at the hem of her dress. She adjusted her stockings and silently cursed herself for wearing such a revealing outfit on what was supposed to be a casual date. She took a deep breath, grabbed her purse, and stepped out of the car, her heels clicking on the pavement.
As she approached the restaurant, she couldn't help but notice the eyes of the men around her, drawn to her feminine curves and the bulge in her diaper. It was no wonder, she thought with a blush. She was wearing a thick, white diaper under her dress, courtesy of her ex-boyfriend's obsession with infantilizing her.
Despite her discomfort, she forced a smile and made her way inside the restaurant, where she was greeted by the warm scent of garlic and wine. Her date, James, was already seated at a cozy corner table, looking handsome in a crisp button-down shirt and jeans.
"You look lovely," he said, standing up to give her a kiss on the cheek. "I'm glad you decided to go with the diaper."
Alice couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment, but she managed to force a smile. "Thanks, James," she replied, taking a seat across from him.
As they ordered their food and sipped on their drinks, Alice found herself growing more comfortable in her diaper. It was strange, but there was a sense of familiarity to it, like wearing a favorite pair of pajamas. And she had to admit, the gentle rustling sounds it made whenever she moved were oddly soothing.
Before she knew it, they were both finished with their meals and feeling quite content. James excused himself to go to the bathroom, leaving Alice alone at the table. She couldn't help but feel a strange sensation in her diaper, like a fluttering in her stomach.
Suddenly, she felt the urge to fart. It was a strange sensation, like being held in a vice grip, but also oddly pleasant. She tried to hold it in, but the pressure was too much. With a soft "pfft," she released her pent-up gas, a satisfied smile crossing her face.
When James returned, he couldn't help but notice the mischievous grin on her face. "What's gotten into you?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Oh, nothing," Alice replied, her cheeks still flushed from embarrassment and pleasure. "It's just been a lovely evening, thanks for inviting me."
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