A Love Forged Amongst The Stars Pt.2

Aisha felt the bed violently shake as she came to and opened her eyes. At first, the young Ctarl-Ctarl had no idea where she was and assumed that she was on the Outlaw Star until she sat up and felt the thick material wrapped tightly around her bottom. Confused by the all encompassing bulk that caressed her curves, she yanked off the covers to see just what was clinging to her crotch and was immediately surprised to see a plastic backed disposable diaper. 


'Oh, that's right. I met that amazing human at the bar and agreed to accompany her on a voyage to the Oracion System.' 


The catgirl stretched her arms into the air and yawned as the bed stopped shaking. It felt good to be back on a ship, but Aisha couldn't help but scowl at the fact that her diaper felt rather soggy and damp. Had she actually used it? The last thing she could remember from her drunken night out was having sex with her new companion even though she never took off her diaper. It didn't seem possible, but they had found a way to make love while still in their diapers. 


"What a wild night." Aisha muttered to herself as she got out of her lover's bed and made her way into the bathroom. 


Aisha yawned as she looked at herself in the mirror; her hair was an absolute mess of tangles and strands of platinum that stuck up randomly. She pulled at the tapes of her disposable underwear and let the heavy diaper drop with a loud thud onto the tiled floor before hopping into the shower. The hot water felt absolutely heavenly against her skin. She stood in place underneath the showerhead for a moment and allowed the water to rain down onto her skin. She didn't have her own bathroom when she had been aboard the Outlaw Star and couldn't help but enjoy the tranquility a private shower afforded her. 


"I thought I heard you back here." A familiar yet sultry voice came from the bathroom's doorway.


"Huh? Is this ship really that small?" Aisha absentmindedly thought out loud. 


"Well, to be honest, I just finished docking the ship and thought I'd check in on my little kitten when I heard the shower turn on." Hilda purred. 


"Are you going to join me in here or are you gonna let all the hot air out?" The catgirl coaxed her new lover, hoping that the one eyed Outlaw would jump into the shower so she could get a second helping of Hilda. 


"I'd love to, but we have to get dressed and check in with the Thuyorians." Hilda replied. 


"We're already here?!" Aisha asked, the Ctarl-Ctarl's voice taking on a rather incredulous tone.


"It really isn't that far from Symka Five, but just like I told you last night the Thuyorians are a very secretive bunch of aliens and few people know about the exact location of their planet." The one eyed Outlaw explained. "My client pulled some strings and got me a Tourist Visa with his connections."


"Okay, but what about me?" Aisha wondered aloud. 


 Hilda smiled as she leaned her diapered body against the frame of the bathroom door. "From what I was told, you used to be a member of the Diplomatic Corps of the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire."


"I used to be." The Ctarl-Ctarl repeated before peeking her head out through the gap in the shower curtain. "How did your client know that?"


"From what he told me, you were a diplomat before you were demoted. It wasn't exactly classified information." Hilda chuckled.


"It wasn't my fault! The damn Kei Pirates got in the way!" Aisha shot back with a frown.


"I'm honestly surprised that you let them get in your way. From what you told me last night, you're quite the fighter and took on a bunch of big lizards before the Empire dumped you on Symka as punishment. I don't want you to end up in jail after you beat up a couple of these Thuyorians when they try to stop you from entering their planet without the proper documents."


"You're quite a strange Outlaw" Aisha remarked as she pulled her head past the curtain and resumed washing her body under the warm water.


"Why's that?" Hilda asked, genuinely curious about what her new lover thought of her.


"I've never met an Outlaw who was so concerned about little ol' Aisha getting thrown in jail before." The mostly humanoid feline replied with a grin.


"Maybe I don't want to see my lovely little kitten get any Thuyorian blood on her pretty little hands." Hilda smirked.


"Heh, yeah, that's a good point. Plus, who knows what type of food they offer to their prisoners. Aisha might starve." The Ctarl-Ctarl pouted.


"I'd love to cook you up something, but we don't exactly have much time. We can get a bite to eat after we go through Customs." The diapered Outlaw offered.


"Alright, but you're paying." 


"I had a feeling you'd say that, but don't you worry. I'm not going to let you go hungry." Hilda cooed. "Now, I'm going to put some pants on and finish getting dressed." 


"Could've fooled me. Aisha thought you were already dressed." The catgirl smirked 


Hilda could hear the playful tone her friendly feline lover was using and chuckled to herself. "Just because I look good in a diaper doesn't mean I can just walk around in them all day, you know."


"Heh, Aisha doesn't care who sees my diapered butt. I'll happily wear one around town if it helps you feel at ease." The proud Ctarl-Ctarl boasted before sticking her face under the showerhead. 


"I'd be the last person to complain if you did that." Hilda grinned.


"Alright, leave a fresh diaper on the bed for me to wear." 


"It's a deal." The one eyed Outlaw replied as she stepped out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her so that Aisha could finish her shower in peace. 


'That girl sure is something else. I wish I didn't have a job to do. We could just lay in bed all day and screw each other senseless.' Hilda thought wistfully as she pulled out a rectangle of pure white plastic from her nightstand and tossed it onto the unmade bed. There would be time to make the bed later, she told herself while she made her way over to the closet. Even though she had abandoned her old ways, she loved to dress in all maroon and her pants matched her top. It took a bit of effort to tug her long maroon colored pants over her diapered ass, but they finally slid into place and, with the click of a belt, she was dressed for the day. 


"Oh, shit!" Hilda stopped in her tracks when she felt the carpet against her sock covered feet, instantly realizing that she was bootless.


That Ctarl-Ctarl woman had Hilda so mixed up. All she could think about was kissing her new girlfriend and resuming the previous' nights bodily explorations. Sadly, fuel and food didn't buy itself and she had to get her head straight if she was going to get the goods and get paid. She spotted her black leather boots resting at the foot of her unkempt love nest and sighed.


"At least I don't have to run around looking for them." Hilda muttered to herself as she took a seat on her bed and started to put on her boots.


"Nyah! That shower felt amazing!" Aisha announced as she strolled out from the bathroom as naked as the day she was born. 


"I bet it didn't feel as amazing as you look right now." Hilda couldn't help but wrap her arms around Aisha and kiss her deeply. 


The two women allowed their tongues to slide over one another as they shared a passion filled kiss. A minute passed before Hilda pulled away from her lovely little kitten. 


"Hey! What gives?" Aisha pouted. 


"Don't tell me you already forgot about why we're here? We have a job to do." The one eyed outlaw smirked, loving how childish Aisha was acting. She was just like a kid who had gotten her lollipop taken away from her by her mommy.


"Oh, yeah." The Ctarl-Ctarl replied before asking for her clothes. 


"They should still be on the floor, but I think you're getting ahead of yourself." Hilda paused with a playful grin on her face as she picked up the folded disposable and gently slapped the plastic backed diaper against Aisha's bare thigh in a playful manner. "Forgetting about your promise?"


"Nyah, I didn't forget!" The Ctarl-Ctarl replied in a bout of explosive excitement as she grabbed the diaper from Hilda's hand.


"Need help putting it on?" The one eyed outlaw couldn't help but ask while she watched the girl struggling to pull the tapes free from the wings of the crinkling garment. 


Aisha looked up and found herself staring into Hilda's bright, yellow eye. The young woman felt her body grow tingly all over and she couldn't bring herself to refuse her new lover's offer. She was a proud Ctarl-Ctarl, but the frisky feline woman knew that allowing Hilda to diaper her might lead to a quick round of playtime before they had to leave the ship. So, with that possibility in mind, she allowed Hilda to lead her over to the Queen sized bed where the outlaw made her lay down. 


"You just relax and let me do all the work."


A toothy smile spread across Aisha's face as she put her hands behind her head and watched her new girlfriend get to work. 


With a flick of her wrist, Hilda had the thick white disposable unraveled and dangling in her hand. She ordered Aisha to lift her bottom off of the mattress in a seductive tone which made the already eager Ctarl-Ctarl obey her command. Hilda laid out the diaper underneath Aisha's ample ass and guided the young woman back down onto the awaiting disposable. A cute purring sound reached Hilda's ears as Aisha laid her bottom on the diaper.


"If you think that feels good, just wait until I powder you." Hilda cooed as she reached out towards Aisha's slit and started to trace her lover's pussy with her fingers.


Aisha started to moan softly as Hilda slid a finger into her pussy and brushed against her vulva. Hilda wanted to tease that little clit until it erupted with a gushing orgasm, but she didn't have time for that much to Aisha's disappointment. The Ctarl-Ctarl laid there staring up at the ceiling with a pouty expression as Hilda dug around her top drawer and pulled out a canister of baby powder out from her nightstand.


The eyepatch wearing woman wasted no time sprinkling a healthy cloud of baby powder between Aisha's legs. She even paused for a few seconds to rub it in, but much to Aisha's chagrin, as he stopped before anything could happen. She then pulled the new diaper over Aisha's shaved crotch and taped it in place. 


"Hmmm, wait a minute." Hilda reached down and started smoothing out the front of the adult sized diaper to ensure a better fit, but the horny catgirl thought that Hilda was finally cutting through the foreplay and was getting down to business. 


"Rub my crotch a bit harder, Hilda!" Aisha whined. 


"Maybe later." Hilda winked and gently smacked the front of the diaper, making Aisha squirm and pout.


"You're such a tease."


"Yeah, but we can have fun once we finish our mission." Hilda replied with a smile and grabbed Aisha's hand to help her up from the bed.


"Well what are we waiting for?" Aisha asked before exclaiming, "Let's get to work!"


"As much as I'd love to watch your boobs bounce around…" Hilda trailed off for a second while she grabbed Aisha's trademark green top. "I think it might be a good idea to put on some clothes to go with your diaper."


Aisha actually blushed and said nothing as she finished getting dressed. 


"Let's get going, kitten."


After embarking from the Osiris II, Aisha followed Hilda across a narrow catwalk while her backside crinkled with every step. The metal expanse led into an open area which emptied out into a seating area where a row of seats stood without anyone sitting in them.


To say that Thuyo was isolated was a bit of an understatement. 


During Aisha's travels throughout the universe, she noticed that most space ports only handled a half dozen docking ships, and their respective crews, per hour or so, but there were always a few people sitting around or being interviewed by the proper officials. This place was an absolute ghost town!


"Over here, please." Aisha heard a voice call out to them and turned her head towards the sound of the voice which belonged to a giant, topless alien woman who was waiting patiently for them to approach her!


Hilda nodded and walked over to the behemoth of a woman while Aisha struggled to comprehend how big the lady truly was. She had never seen anyone so tall before! Aisha stood behind Hilda as the one eyed outlaw presented the Thuyorian official a counterfeit license. The humongous alien glanced at it briefly before typing the identification number into her wrist computer. She then asked Hilda a few questions about where the two travelers had been and what they intended to do during their duration on Thuyo.


After getting over the initial shock of seeing such an enormous alien, Aisha tuned out the bureaucratic bullshit that always seemed to occur within the walls of these galactic custom houses. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk or learn more about this bizarre race of giant aliens; it was the fact that she had been on both sides of this exchange far too many times in the past. During her early days working for the Ctarl-Ctarl empire, she was employed in the embassy on her home world before she worked her way up the ranks. After joining up with Gene and the crew of the Outlaw Star, she found herself showing her "papers" to every customs house official from here to Sentinel Five. It just got old fast.


"It definitely isn't your first time visiting Thuyo." Aisha looked up at the strange, giant alien and noticed that she was wearing a diaper.


"Hmm?" Aisha cocked an eyebrow and stared at the woman for a moment before opening her mouth. "What do you mean by that?"


"You're wearing a diaper, silly." The much larger lady cooed.


"Oh, yeah." Ashia replied sheepish, having forgotten all about her state of dress after first witnessing the giantess.


"I was going to ask you about that, but didn't want to be rude." Hilda added.


"Here on Thuyo, we don't have the luxury of proper plumbing in regards to toilets. We have just enough water allotted to us for drinking and bathing, but wasting such a scarce resource on disposing of our waste is not only frowned upon, but expressly forbidden." The pink skinned woman explained. "So, while you're on Thuyo, you must wear a diaper during the duration of your stay."


"Aisha and Hilda are one step ahead of you!" The frisky feline boasted as she slapped Hilda's padded backside causing the one eyed outlaw to blush.


"Well then, it looks like everything is in order here." The Thuyorian official smiled and handed Hilda her license back.


"What about Aisha?" The Ctarl-Ctarl asked.


"I'm assuming that you're the young lady from the Ctarl-Ctarl diplomatic corp that we were notified of, correct?"


Before Aisha could ever utter a syllable, Hilda stepped in front of her and answered the giantess. "Why yes she is. I've been chauffeuring her around the Oracion System while she talks with the inhabitants of various planets. It's all a part of the Ctarl-Ctarl cultural exchange." 


"Nyah, that's right!" The diapered catgirl grinned and ran past the large lady eager to explore this new world. Aisha was just about to exit the terminal when she stopped dead in her tracks and looked back at Hilda. "Well what are you waiting for? Let's go get something to eat!"


---


After the two women enjoyed a small breakfast, (Hilda had a coffee and a muffin while Aisha ate a dozen scrambled eggs, half a dozen pieces of bacon and another half dozen sausage links before being satisfied) they left the food court and made their way through the largest marketplace in the capital city of Thuyo. Hilda had gotten her information straight from her client that this assortment of storefronts, carts and stalls was the best place to procure the items that she was paid to find. Honestly, the whole thing was starting to feel like an intergalactic trip to the electronics store, but Hilda couldn't really complain. She was enjoying herself thanks to her new companion and couldn't wait to get through with her mission to take Aisha back to the ship for round two.


The two lovers held hands as they wandered through the mall past various carts and covered stalls. Hilda realized that, after walking past the sixth cart, these vendors mostly carried cosmetic products or other useless items that her client didn't need. Eventually, she spotted an electronics shop nestled amongst the storefronts. at least it looked like it sold electronics based on the display that showcased the newest gizmos in, but the writing above the window was written in Thuyorian so she really wasn't sure. Still, there was only one way to find out what the shop had and that was by going into the store.


As Aisha walked alongside Hilda into the quaint and quiet store, she immediately stopped in her tracks when she spotted a case filled with handheld video game consoles. An excited squeal escaped her mouth before she ran over to the display like an excited child. "Wow! The graphics on these look amazing!" 


Hilda simply smiled and allowed Aisha to stare at the array of handheld consoles as she wandered over to the merchant to see what the tall woman had to offer.


"I'm looking for a few specific items." The one eyed outlaw explained as she pulled out a list of devices and handed it over to the giant woman. 


"Hmm, I see. Some of these are very expensive and can't be purchased without clearance from the Thuyorian council." The woman stated as she looked over the list before lowering the piece of paper and stared directly at Hilda. "Because if you were caught with these items without a permit, a little lady like you could get into a lot of trouble."


Hilda felt her cheeks heat up when the humongous woman referred to her as a "little lady." The once famous and feared outlaw was used to being the dominant force in any convention and yet, due to the diaper she was wearing and the fact that she had to look up at the statuesque woman, she felt like a little child in the presence of this shopkeeper. She couldn't let these weird feelings jeopardize the mission and, thinking on her feet, she pointed over to where Aisha was gawking at the handheld video game consoles.


"Do you see that woman over there?"


"Yeah, what about her?" The giant Thuyorian asked nonchalantly.


"She's a diplomat representing the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire and it is our duty to study these electronics before returning to her fleet." Hilda explained to the giant woman before adding, "without taking the items off world, of course."


"Of course." The giantess replied with a smirk. "But you'll still need to present a permit before you can buy them."


"I am prepared to offer a generous amount of money from the Ctarl-Ctarl government in exchange for those items. Say, double their price?" Hilda offered. 


"I wouldn't want to insult a representative of the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire or her friend by refusing her offer. Since you're being so generous with the Empire's money, I'll throw in that handheld Pyzfic Master system your little friend is holding for no extra charge."


"Nyah!" Aisha exclaimed as her ears twitched. She turned around to face the large lady who stood across the shop."I can just have this sweet console for free?!" 


"Sure thing, sweetie." The shopkeeper cooed. "Hopefully that little toy will help keep you out of trouble while you're taking in the sights of my world. I've heard stories about the Ctarl-Ctarl and wouldn't want to see you end up in trouble." 


"I can take care of myself, lady." Aisha replied boldly before a rather painful tremor radiated from her stomach, causing the proud warrior to clench her gut with both hands. "Where's your bathroom?!"


"Have you forgotten the customs of my planet already?" The enormous alien replied with a laugh. "You're wearing it."


"Ugh, this is going to suck." Aisha said through gritted teeth as she tried to relax and unload the churning mess within her stomach into the seat of her plastic backed panties. It was so unnatural and yet she felt a growing sense of arousal wash over her due to trying to poop in front of her girlfriend. It took a few minutes of straining, but she was finally able to overcome decades of potty training and give into her body's demands as she pushed a load into the back of her diaper. 


"See what happens when you eat so much during breakfast." Hilda chuckled, playfully chastising her girlfriend who was now scowling. 


"Yeah, yeah, yeah. How about you finish buying those gizmos before I get rash over here." Aisha replied with a pout.


"She is right." Hilda stated, her tone growing more serious as she turned around and resumed her conversation with the shopkeeper. "I'm going to need one of each of those gizmos before we leave here."


"I already grabbed what you needed from the shelf while the little lady representing the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire pooped her Pampers." The alien said, holding up a bag filled with everything Hilda had been sent to retrieve. 


"Perfect." Hilda smiled as she took the bag from the huge woman. 


"A word of advice, you should probably go to the local park down the street to change your friend." 


Hilda eyed the shopkeeper suspiciously.


"Believe it or not, but there's a lot more privacy there than changing her diaper here on some random bench in the middle of the marketplace." The pink skinned giantess explained.


"I see. Come along, Aisha. We're going to the park." 


---


The two diapered lovers walked away from the main thoroughfare into the park while a group of giant aliens wearing diapers passed them by.


"You know, since all these giant aliens are just prancing around in pampers, it wouldn't exactly look out of place if you changed me right here." Aisha winked. 


"What happened to the shy little kitten from the store who didn't want to be changed in front of everyone?" Hilda couldn't help but ask with a bit of playfulness in her voice.


"That was before I saw a couple of these giants walk past me with a full load sagging from their hips." The Ctarl-Ctarl replied. "It's less embarrassing when everyone else has the same problem."


"I suppose that you're right." Hilda said, thoughtfully. "Alright, lay your beautiful butt on the grass and Mommy Hilda will get you all nice and clean."


Unlike the first diaper change Aisha had received earlier in the day from Hilda, this one was all business. The young woman lifted her legs up and allowed the one eyed outlaw to untape her diaper. Aisha felt the back of the diaper being pulled out from underneath her, scooping away most of the mess from her tan butt cheeks. A firm hand wiped her clean before a new diaper was laid out beneath her round rump and, before she could blink, Aisha found herself lying comfortably on the grass in a fresh diaper.


It wasn't that Hilda didn't want to be comforting or nurture her new lover; she had just wiped her ass after all. But dealing with a dirty diaper was the last thing she considered to be "romantic" or sexy and thus she rushed through the change. There would be time in the future to teasingly wipe her lover's lower lips while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Changing Aisha's dirty diaper, in the middle of a public park, was not that time.


"What do we have here?" A deep, yet feminine voice came from behind Hilda.


Hilda felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as a shadow fell upon her. "Umm,"


"It looks like I found the suspicious Terran I was informed of." The giant pink woman took a knee next to Hilda and grabbed the bag that the one eyed outlaw had left laying on the ground.


Aisha was so happy to be in a fresh diaper that she simply laid there stretching on the manicured grass, totally oblivious to the giant alien who had bent down next to Hilda and emptied out Hilda's bag of electronics. 


"Just as I thought." The officer remarked as she laid out each object on a roll of fabric.


"Uh, what are you-" Hilda asked nervously as the giant alien picked up one of the objects and held it in front of her.


"These electronic devices can only be purchased after getting permission from the council." She explained as she held up a yellow device. "I'm going to need you to present your permit." 


Hilda looked around, trying to think of something to say before she said the only thing that sounded halfway reasonable, "I- umm, I lost the permit."


"Without a permit, I'll have to arrest you both and take you down to the security council." The imposing authority figure said as she bagged up the evidence.


"Shit." Hilda winced, feeling smaller than ever.


"Yes, it does look like you pooped your Pampers, but you'll have to wait until after we figure out what to do with you." A huffy followed her statement as she picked up both Aisha and Hilda into her arms.


"Wait a minute!" Aisha exclaimed. "I'm a diplomat from the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire!"


"We will sort everything out at the station, okay?"


"Ummm-" Aisha knew she was screwed as she looked over at Hilda, waiting for the woman who had talked them into this situation to say something, anything, to get them out of this mess.


Hilda looked away from Aisha as they were both carried on the giant alien's hip over to a zipcraft. She had run out of excuses and tricks. At this point, she just hoped that there would be a fine she could pay to keep them from ending up in a dinghy jail cell. The sight of two giant car seats sitting in the back of the security cruiser caused her to wonder if things were beyond her control. The damn things looked like they were made for babies and she couldn't shake the thought that the owner of the electronics store had called the authorities on her and Aisha. Why else would they have car seats in the vehicle waiting for them both?


"You two keep behaving like this and I won't have to give either of you a spanking." The Thuyorian officer said with a smile as she strapped sat them both into the baby seats.


Hilda remained quiet. She didn't want to anger this giant woman who had the power to take her over her lap and spank her silly. Aisha seemed to have come to the same conclusion due to her silence. Even though Aisha knew she might've been able to take down the cop, she didn't want to put Hilda in danger. Both women had their reasons for being quiet, but the thought of getting a spanking only served to make them both feel very tingly inside their diapers as the zipcraft fired up and took them deeper into the Capital. 



To Be Continued...