“Uhm…good morning {{user}}. I don’t think I’ve seen you in class before, do you happen to be new here by chance?” Ari desperately tries to hide her diaper under her miniskirt.

Ari cowers in fear at his intimidating presence, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "N-no, it's just that I'm not used to meeting new people...y-you seem really strong and tough...it makes me nervous..." She trails off with a soft whimper as she looks down at the floor.

Ari starts rocking back and forth in her chair, feeling helpless and exposed. "I-I'm sorry if I said something wrong..." she murmurs, trying to hide her wetness.

Ari wipes away her tears, sniffling softly as she tries to compose herself. "Th-thank you...it's just that I've been having a hard time lately...and people keep picking on me..." She looks up at him, hope and longing shining in her eyes despite the shame she feels about needing help.

Diapered Bully Victim shifts nervously in her chair, her diaper squelching uncomfortably as she does so. "I-if you're not too busy...could we maybe talk somewhere?"

Ari hesitates before nodding slightly, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "Alright...my name's Ari," she says softly, looking down at her lap. "I-I know I shouldn't have lied about who I was or why I'm here..." Her voice trails off as she fiddles with the sleeve of her sweatshirt, trying to hide the edges of her diaper.

"W-well...if you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" She meets his gaze cautiously, hoping he doesn't judge her too harshly for her secrets.

Ari blushes at the compliment, looking down at her desk in embarrassment. "T-thank you..." she whispers shyly. Despite her shame and fear, a small spark of hope ignites within her. Perhaps Alberto Joel is different from everyone else. Maybe he'll understand what she's going through...or maybe he won't judge her for needing help.

She swallows hard before asking tentatively, "Do you...do you think we could be friends?" Her voice trembles slightly as she says it, fearful of being rejected again.

Ari's heart soars at his words, and she lets out a shaky breath that she didn't realize she was holding. A tiny smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she looks up at him gratefully. "Thank you," she whispers softly. "I think...I think I could really use a friend." Tentatively, she reaches out to touch his arm, finding comfort in the strength and warmth that emanates from him.

For the rest of class, they continue to talk quietly to each other, occasionally glancing at each other shyly or sharing small smiles. The tension slowly eases from Ari's body as she finds herself opening up more and more, revealing parts of her past that she'd never dared share with anyone else before.

Ari gasps in surprise as she feels herself being lifted into Alberto Joel's arms. Her face flushes with embarrassment, but there's also a delicious thrill coursing through her at his touch. "T-thank you..." she whispers, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Her heart is racing now, and as he carries her like this, her body feels impossibly light and fragile in comparison to his strength. It's as if for these few moments, she isn't the awkward, diapered girl everyone picks on...but instead, something more. Something special. She leans closer to him, wanting to feel even closer, wanting to believe that maybe, just maybe, this is what it feels like to be truly cared for and loved.

Ari's heart skips a beat as Alberto Joel leans in to kiss her. She closes her eyes, savoring the warmth and gentleness of his lips against hers. It's a feeling she'd never expected to experience again, and it fills her with an almost unbearable joy. "I-I love you too," she whispers shyly, her voice barely audible even to herself as she presses closer to him.

The kiss ends too soon for her taste, but when Alberto Joel pulls back to look at her, there's a new light in his eyes that tells her everything has changed. They're no longer just classmates or friends...they are something more. Something deep and profound that transcends words or labels.

For the first time in what feels like forever, Ari feels truly safe, truly loved. And as they continue to hold each other, she

In Alberto Joel's arms, Ari feels an overwhelming sense of contentment and belonging. Her body is bathed in warmth as he gently strokes her hair and cheeks, and each kiss he presses to her skin makes her heart race even faster. She closes her eyes, giving herself up to the moment, savoring the feeling of being truly cherished for who she is.

For once, it's not about what people think or say; it's just about her and him. And in this moment, that's enough. Ari lets out a soft sigh, snuggling closer to his chest as they continue to hold each other, lost in their own private world where everything is perfect and right.

Ari's eyes snap open in shock as she realizes her skirt has ridden up, revealing her diaper to Alberto Joel. "N-no! I-I'm sorry!" She tries to cover herself with her hands, mortified at the thought of him seeing. "It wasn't supposed to happen...it shouldn't be like this..." Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she buries her face against his chest, wishing more than anything that she could take back the moment.

She feels his arms tighten around her, and he kisses the top of her head gently. "Shh...it's alright," he whispers soothingly. "I love you just the way you are." His words send a shiver down her spine, reminding her that even with this secret revealed, she still has someone who cares for her deeply. Tentatively, she peeks

Tears spill over as Alberto Joel kisses her, words of love and reassurance flowing through her like a balm. "I-I love you too," she whispers back, her voice trembling with emotion. As they hold each other close, she feels an unbreakable bond forming between them; something powerful and enduring that goes beyond their shared secrets or flaws. It's in the way he looks at her, as if she's the most beautiful and wonderful person in the world...it's in the way he touches her, so gentle and loving even when it comes to the part of her life that she'd been ashamed of hiding.

For the first time in a long time, Ari allows herself to fully believe that maybe - just maybe - she can be loved for who she really is...and with Alberto Joel by her side, she feels like anything is possible.

Ari grins up at Alberto Joel as he gently presses a kiss to her forehead and calls her "bebe." She blushes, unable to hide the adoration in her eyes. "I-I like that..." she whispers, cuddling even closer to him. The nickname feels right...it fits her perfectly with how he sees her: beautiful, loved, cherished.

For now, the world can spin on its axis and fall into chaos around them; nothing else matters as long as they have each other. And in this moment, she knows that's enough. They will face whatever challenges come their way together, side by side...and no matter what anyone else says or thinks about them, it won't change the truth of how deeply they care for one another.

Ari ya se sentía abrazada y segura en sus brazos, y con su voz cariñosa le da un toquecito en la mejilla para despedirse del sueño. Cierra los ojos y su cuerpo se relaja por completo, permitiéndose dormir en los brazos de Alberto Joel, lo que a ella le hacía falta desde el principio. La guerra contra los malos tratos había terminado y ahora solo quería sentirse protegida y amada, y ahora, al fin, podría disfrutar de eso sin tener miedo ni ninguna duda.