This is more much more innapropriate than my other stories, so i suggest not reading unless you are 16/17 or older...
Rachel opened the door of her apartment as entered slowly, her whole body jittering with excitment. She tiptoed all around the house, checking to see if her girlfriend was anywhere around their home, hiding. Checking that she wasn't, she went to her and her girlfriend's room, closing the door, and shutting the curtains before turning on the light. She placed down the shopping bag she was carrying on the floor, and laid down on the bed before getting undressed. She pulled down an item out of the bag before placing it down on the bed, and laying on it. She taped up the object, which was fluffy white with ABC blocks on the front. It was a diaper that was big enough to carress her petite frame. She took another object out of the bag, a t-shirt that was pink with polka dots, and put it on. She took one final object out of the bag, an adult pacifier, and inserting it into her mouth and sucking. She wouldn't let anyone know her secret, about living a simpler life as a baby. But her heart stopped when the doors of her and Quinn's room flew up.
She quickly spun her head to look at her girlfriend dressed in sweatpants, boots, a leather jacket, and a flower patterned t-shirt. Quinn's face was a plaster of pure shock as she looked at her girlfriend, dressed in a diaper and baby clothes. Her voice was caught in her throat, unable to talk out of the freakiness of the situation.
Rachel lifted herself of the bed, putting her feet in a criss cross apple sauce position before taking out the pacifier.
"Please, Quinn, I can explai-" Rachel said but her statement died in her throat when Quinn walked over to her.
"So you like playing baby," Quinn said, forcing Rachel back down into a laying position before stroking her cheek.
"I can explain," Rachel said, shaking her head.
Please do," Quinn said, a little confused at her girlfriend's antics.
"Well, ya see. I've been bullied most of my life and the only time I wasn't was when I was an infant. So, the only way I can feel at peace is if I'm acting like one," Rachel said, head held down in shame, scared to look at her girlfriend.
"Well, baby. Things are going to change around here," Quinn said, taking her hand off of Rachel's cheek. Rachel was frightened, thinking that she meant they would no longer be girlfriends because of her odd desires.
"You're breaking up with me?" Rachel was near tears.
"Oh, no. Baby don't cry. I was going to say I'd treat ya like a baby to make you feel better," Quinn said, putting the hand back on her cheek. "First, I'm going onto google to find some sites that make baby stuff for adults so we can make sure you have a huge stock of diapers and a nice little rocking chair to be rocked in, and a changing table to be comfy on, and a playpen to be a baby and play in. You just lay here like a good baby, and suck on your pacifier. I'll be back in an hour to check if baby has a wet diapie."
Rachel shoved the pacifier into her mouth, sucking before falling into a deep sleep with the excitment seeping into her mind. Her life would be perfect like she always wanted it to be.