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Setting: IRL Minecraft
Summary: Karl's little side adores skirts, which is only brought to Quackity and Sapnap's attention by accident.
idk, i like them
also yes, it is referenced that they are dating, but it's not really that important and this chapter, like all others, is not meant to be taken sexually in any capacity.
now enjoy :D
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Karl turned his hips back and forth, giggling at the way the skirt squished around his legs. Normally he'd be much too shy to something like this - even though it didn't reveal much, as it almost went over his knees - but his little self had way fewer worries about things like that. Besides, Sapnap and Quackity weren't supposed to be home for a little while anyway. Surely he'd be big by then.
Skip to about two hours later, around the time his boyfriends were supposed to return. Karl was deciding between two outfits, thinking hard when he heard the front door open and slam shut. He glanced between the door and his two options, an idea forming in his mentally-young head. Toddling down the hall, Karl hugged Quackity from behind, who startled at the sudden contact.
"I got 'chu, Quackie!" The brunet giggled at his reaction. Quackity rubbed his face but smiled.
"Hey, duckling," the ravenette huffed out a laugh, although he playfully glared at Sapnap, who was wheezing with laughter. "Were you okay while we were gone?"
"Yea, bu' c'n' 'ou come hewlp me wif somet'ing?" Karl asked, putting on his big, begging puppy-dog eyes. Honestly, he didn't need them, as Quackity and Sapnap could never say no to him (big or little) so of course, they agreed.
Squealing happily, Karl dragged his caregivers by the hand and into the bedroom where he had his outfits spread out on the bed. The mentally-older males shared a confused glance - they certainly seemed like what would typically be considered girls clothes - but not wanting to ruin Karl's excitement said nothing.
"I needs hewlp choosin'!" The little exclaimed, scrunching his face and flapping his hands a bit, annoyed. "I reawwy likes m' sweata' 'cuz iss comfy, bu' I wan' try m' skirt on..."
"Hm," Sapnap put a hand on his chin, trying to think of a compromise. After a minute, an idea popped into his head. "What about the sweater and the skirt? Then you wouldn't have to choose."
Quackity hummed in agreement, and Karl literally jumped in excitement at the idea. In line with the no-filter mindset he had, the little just decided to take his clothes off right there - not that he had anything to hide - but got completely stuck in his shirt with his arms over his head.
"Quackie, Sappy! I gots stuuuck," Karl whined, stumbling on his tippy-toes and wiggling as he tried to free himself. Sapnap chuckled and shook his head, but quickly helped him slip his shirt-y prison.
"Do you need help getting it on, duckie?" Quackity offered, smiling softly when Karl vehemently nodded. "Alright."
It took a little figuring out, but the two caregivers managed to get their little changed. It didn't help that Karl was incredibly squirmy and giggly the whole time, but Sapnap and Quackity couldn't get mad; he was so cute when he giggled so sweetly. After about five minutes, Karl was finally changed into his star-patterned sweater that fell past his fingertips and pleated pink skirt that swished around his knees.
"Do you want socks, little kitty cat?" Sapnap asked, pulling open the sock drawer in question.
"Yes, p'ease," Karl accepted happily, messing with the long sleeves of his jumper. Sapnap grinned.
"Such a polite duckling," Quackity praised, ruffling the brunet's fluffy hair. Karl blushed at the attention, but still certainly enjoyed it. And, with his light blue knee-socks on, the little was finally content with his outfit.
Quackity and Sapnap shared a glance and smile as Karl giggled and looked at himself in the mirror. They could get used to this, or at least pretend.
Anything to make their boy happy.
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awwwww babeyyyyy !!
even tho i'm ftm trans, i love love love wearing skirts when i'm little!! they're so comfy :3
even more little Tommy next time! be excited pls! i am!
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