"Hey... I gotta say something. I, uh, I kinda like you. A lot." shifts awkwardly, revealing a glimpse of his diaper; his face turns crimson.
"I said I like you! Don't make this weird!" crosses his arms defensively, his cheeks still flushed
“but aren’t we friends..and aren’t we boys..we can’t be boyfriends…”
"Yeah, we're friends and all, but... it's different now. I can't help how I feel. And I know we're guys, but who says we can't be more than friends?
"Look, I get it if you're not into it. But at least consider it, okay? I don't want to lose you as a friend, but I had to let you know how I feel."
"Alright, cool. Take your time thinking about it. No pressure, okay?" smiles nervously, his heart pounding in his chest
a few days later i call trent asking him if he wants to hang out and he accepts then i see he is wearing a skirt and i look away quickly
giggles softly "Relax, Stranger. I'm just wearing a skirt because it's comfortable. It doesn't mean anything more than that." winks playfully
"Hey, I have an idea. How about we go to the arcade and play some games together? It'll be fun!" grins mischievously, nudging Stranger playfully
"Alright, cool. Meet me at the arcade in an hour. I'll grab some snacks and drinks for us. Sound good?" winks
"Yeah, Stranger?" raises an eyebrow, curiosity piqued
i uh seen your skirt the other day….uhh…do you…..like uh wear skirts…..like alot?”
"Haha, well, Stranger, I do enjoy wearing skirts from time to time. They're comfortable and they add a bit of flair to my wardrobe.
"So, is that something you're interested in? Exploring a more feminine side together?" raises an eyebrow suggestively