"Why not go with something traditional, like a movie?" Tonya felt her nerves fray, even with such a lukewarm suggestion.
"S-sure, yeah, that sounds good!" Leah sounds just as nervous, putting Tonya at ease. They'd gone to movies together man times of course, but this will be the first time they're doing it 'romantically'---even the thought makes Tonya shiver. That's not even factoring it this will be the first time Leah's going out in diapers. Speaking of which...
"How do you...want to dress?" The question was layered, as their already friends-to-girlfriends dynamic was made much stranger with Leah's teen-to-tot transition; there weren't any social norms or conventions taught about how to deal with that, meaning they were in uncharted territory. Leah grinned and blushed at the implications, acknowledging that dressing like a cute toddler would be Tonya's equivalent of wearing lingerie. That, of course, came with it's own problems.
"If I dress like a toddler, our film selection will be severely limited won't it?"
Tonya nods with dismay.
"I'm not sure they'll even let you into a PG film with how young you'd look."
"You severely overestimate how much theater clerks care with how little they're paid."
"*snort* True. But it would definitely turn eyes if we walked into a graphic film, looking like a babysitter and her charge."
"Or a mommy and her baby?" Leah teased with a cutesy expression, making Tonya's hair stand on end despite herself; it's muddles Tonya's mind with how effortlessly Leah can fluster her now.
"I'm not that old looking yet, Leah!" Tonya answers with embarrassed giggles. Leah laughs along with her, giving a little shrug.
"Teen parents exist, you know." She wiggled her little butt, grinding her wet diaper into Tonya's crouch, "Everyone thinks teens fuck like rabbits, so there's no reason we couldn't lean into that." All the blood that flowed up immediately dived down, leaving Tonya light headed; she truly was not prepared for her best friend to be this flirty and kinky right off the bat. Just how much explosive, sexual energy was Leah hiding in that tiny body of hers? Long time fantasies of big babies innocently grinding on Tonya's lap as they make poopies were instantly replaced by Leah biting her lip in desperate, touch-starved desire....as she also made poopies.
A loose, bubbly fart made Leah stop her playful flirting, giving a bashful grin at her lack of control (and having no idea of just how much control she had over Tonya at the moment).
"Heh he, whoops! That's, uh...that's going to ruin the mood a lot isn't it?" Leah says with a wince. It takes her a moment to realize Tonya is desperately trying to get a handle on herself, not even trusting herself to talk.
"Wait...are you into that?"
Tonya feels herself flush, all her weird fetishes and dirty fantasies coming back to haunt her. Her immediate response was to deny as hard as she could, but seeing Leah's face reminded her that she was safe; her most deprived fantasy was now a reality for Leah, and she was entirely okay with it. Tonya gave a little nod, still not trusting her voice. Leah went from shocked to smiling sympathetically.
"So you're not just into me being in diapers...you like it when I use them too? Wow, you really do have a wacky fetish."
"L-Leah?!"
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean that in a judgmental way! I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm no longer potty trained. The fact that someone finds that hot is only a plus for me." Leah says apologetically; even the casual acknowledgement that she's not potty trained is doing things to Tonya that she'd never thought she'd deal with in reality, "The fact that person is YOU is, umm...is really nice."
Tonya's whirlwind cascade of emotions ended with a burst of warm affection; fetish or not, she's happy Leah is happy. If they can make each other happy...then none of Tonya's fantasies would ever come close to being as good as her reality.
"S-So, a movie! We wanna watch a movie, right?" Tonya sputtered out, trying to change the subject from her adorable diapered girlfriend straddling her.
"Right, movie." Leah seemed just as distracted; this was just as new for her, "Hey, how bad would it be if we went to some kid's film and just...made out in the back?"
Tonya's face exploded red at the thought; that...that was borderline exhibitionism. The idea of making out with Leah being casually brought up sent a shiver through her already, but the thought of being caught making out with a toddler in public?! She's pretty sure she'd be arrested unless she explains that no, this isn't a toddler, just her girlfriend dressed up like one. It was a LOT for a first date.
"Maybe we just go see a movie like normal? We could just sneak in."
"R-right, sorry. That was a little too much, wasn't it?"
"No, no, it's fine! I just think we should take it a little slow."
"You're right. I'm good with whatever you want." Leah smiled playfully again, "Afterall, a wittle baby wike me can't make big choices."
Tonya ignored the excitement Leah's comment brought, and tried to focus on a plan of action. What would be a perfect first date?