Little Gaston

Chapter 13

Gaston woke up with a groan, blinking and stretching and it didn't surprise him to see the side from his crib go down before he could even say something out loud, something that happened more often than not.

"Do we have our big guy or our little fellow?" Adam asked, still in his human shape and sitting down on the side of the crib so he could stroke Gaston's hair, tangling his hand through the long locks.

"Big," Gaston said with a yawn, wrapping his arms around the waist and snuggling with his head in the lap, not completely awake yet.

Just a month ago, he wouldn't have dared to do this when he was big, but by now he felt comfortable enough with the other man to snuggle just a bit in the morning.

He felt a hand going through his hair, and gave a pleased sound at the feeling, earning him a chuckle.

They stayed seated like that for few moments, Gaston waking up slowly, and flushing when he suddenly started to pee, the.

He curled a little more in himself while the stream slowly kept going, hoping Adam wouldn't notice it.

Gaston always hated when he peed in his diaper when he was big, but since he was spending more of his time in headspace, it was a lot more difficult to control his bodily functions while he was big, his body seemingly too used to just go whenever he was in his headspace.

Times like these, when he was bog but just waking up, or when he was concentrating on something else, he barely even noticed when he needed to pee until he had an accident, which wasn't that big of a problem, seeing that both Belle and Adam had insisted he wore diapers always because of his sudden drops in headspace.

So far, they hadn't seemed to have noticed that he had accidents when he was big, and even now, the diaper had already been wet from the night, and no on would know he had used it. Even the diaper yesterday, when he had gone hunting had been wet, but no one thought he had used it when he was big.

"Where's Belle?" Gaston asked when his brain finally decided to register things except the hand slowly carding through his hair.

Craning his head he tried to see if Belle was somewhere in the room.

"Well, there was this book she started to read yesterday," Adam said, his voice laden with pure affection while Gaston let out a snort, not surprised to hear that.

"One of these days her head will explode," Gaston muttered, finally sitting upright, "I've never met ANYONE who reads as much as her."

"She enjoys it," Adam said, moving from the crib and already going to the changing table. Gaston stood up, towering slightly over the other man now he wasn't in his beast form.

"Well, I guess one can enjoy reading books," Gaston said, his voice making clear that the idea was rather foreign.

Even when books were read to him, he still wanted them to have pictures, and the idea that he would have to read the book was even more strange.

"As long as Belle does," Adam said, patting the changing table, and Gaston hopped on it, trying not to feel awkward about it when he was in his big headspace.

He stared resolutely at the ceiling while he felt the sleeper being opened and then the air rush at his genitals when the diaper was opened.

Adam kept silent, knowing that Gaston just felt weird talking when they were dealing with this.

Making sure the area was clean, he stared at the stony man, seeing how clenched the jaw was and he knew it was still difficult for him to accept, after all of those years just being able to pretend to be a base.