Admit she'd like to stay, if Danielle genuinely wants her there.

"If you really... genuinely want me here... like that..." Halley hesitated, still not sure if she dared to speak the words that followed. "Yeah... I guess I'd like to stay..."

"Awesome," Danielle sprang to her feet, clearly not in any way shy about sharing her own reactions, however odd. "You can count on me, my little 'diaper girl'. I'm going to change you, and powder you, and wipe your little tushie."

"Um..." Halley blushed, back to wondering just how serious Danielle happened to be when it came to all those details. "I'm not sure that will all be necessary."

"Oh, come on," Danielle encouraged eagerly, seizing up the packet on the table like it was a new toy. "That's the whole point. It's gotta be easier having me here for you, than trying to do things for yourself."

"I do know how to get a diaper on and off, you know," Halley pointed out, as Danielle seemed to be puzzling over even how to open up the the package. "It is literally part of my actual job."

"Don't worry," Danielle **** her way into the package with a jerk, "I know what I'm doing too. I babysat in high school. You're just going to be my bigger baby."

She tugged a diaper out of the pack and flourished it triumphantly, looking very pleased with herself at even that achievement. Indeed, Danielle seemed to be having so much fun with this, it almost seemed like a shame to cheat her of any part of it.

"You really do want to do this, huh?" Halley mused, realising she was seeing a whole new, and distinctly peculiar, side of her recent friend. But, also, none of this was going to seem quite so bad somehow, if Halley knew Danielle was enjoying herself quite this much.

"Mm huh!" Danielle nodded happily. "Now drop your pants, baby girl, and get on over to the bed. We need to take care of this."

Halley blushed. The implication was pretty clear, and very real.