Becoming his Little

I had a secret. Something I could not share with a stranger. Jake, though, was no stranger of mine. A couple of years older, but still reachable. He could be my perfect Big. Problem was, I was afraid. Afraid of rejection, afraid of him thinking I was weird. I wore diapers, so he had every reason to... I was still not going to give up. Maybe, one day, something would happen. And he would care for me as his little...