Roommate Dare Turns Into Something More (F/F, NSFW)

Hey everyone,
First time posting here—figured it was time to share something from the vault. This one’s pure fantasy, but I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Definitely NSFW. Hope you enjoy.

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College dorms are strange places. Especially when your roommate is hot, confident, and just as twisted as you are.

Jess and I had a thing for dares—messy, ridiculous, sometimes humiliating—but it wasn’t until one drunken night that things escalated.

“I dare you to wear a diaper to class tomorrow,” she said, eyes locked on mine, her voice low.

I didn’t even flinch. “Only if you do it too.”

We shook on it. And in the morning, hungover but still buzzing with anticipation, we tore open a pack of thick, crinkly pink diapers she’d ordered just in case—which should’ve been my first clue she was into this.

She helped tape mine up tight, fingers lingering just a little too long at my hips. I did the same to her, barely able to resist palming her ass through the padded layers. We both pretended not to notice the way our breathing changed.

The diapers were bulky under our skirts. They peeked out if we weren’t careful. The whole walk to class was a wet dream of risk and tension. But that wasn’t the dare.

The real dare happened on the way back.

Jess stopped, smirked, and whispered, “Wet it.”

I stared at her, heat pooling in my stomach.

She looked me dead in the eyes, her cheeks flushed, and let go. I could see it happening—the faint swell, the color shift, the way she bit her lip and gasped just softly enough for only me to hear.

Then she grabbed my hand, pulled me into the nearest maintenance closet, and locked the door behind us.

Her voice was breathy. “Your turn.”

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I’ve got more if people are into it—things got a lot messier, and way more intimate from there. Should I keep going?