Finding Your Truth (Chapter 1)

Intro: Hello Lovely Readers!!!

I hope you are all having a wonderful day. My time here on this Patreon has been rewarding and a lot of fun. On the behalf of Allerted and myself I wanted to take a quick moment before I introduce this new story to thank all of you for all of your support and kind words. I have enjoyed making content for a long while now and if I have my way I will continue to do so for a long while to come. Thank you all once again for being here with us and I truly hope you are all enjoying the content.

So anyways, I wanted to write this story a small introduction just to prepare you guys a little bit. This story is extremely similar in themes, writing style, and tone to my FIRST ever caption here on Patreon: “Love Will Find You”. It is less crazy and extreme as most of the stories I have written here.

The important thing behind this story is that I wanted it to truly deal with some things that I believe a lot of you have felt with this interest we share. I know I have felt the same way sometimes. Loneliness, a bit of hopelessness, self-deprecation, just to name a few.

If it’s not your thing, I understand. But this story is dedicated to anyone who has these AB/DL interests or doesn’t truly feel like themselves and has ever felt alone. This story came from a real place inside of me, and it truly came from the heart.

I hope with all of my being that this resonates with even just one person out there and they can find a bit of hope from it. Because as I said when I first arrived here on this Patreon: “Love Will Find You”.

- Zander Chesney :)

Chapter 1 = Meeting my Fate

Being in college can be a very strange time for anybody. When you leave your parents’ home you’re still just a child no matter how mature you may feel. Going away to college is an experience that changes people. In some ways it changes you for good and in some ways it changes you for bad. For the most part though, it’s an opportunity to be on your own and helps you discover who you really are.

My name is Michael. When I went away to college I did it for a couple different reasons, but like most people I thought I knew plenty about myself. If I knew then what I would discover about myself before I graduated, I would have been shocked.

I was a theatre major in college. When people hear that you’re a theatre major, especially if you’re a guy, people tend not to take your seriously. They’ll claim that acting and technical design in theatre is simple and easy and anybody could do it. Most people never care to discover or learn about the skills it takes to be an actor or how much courage it takes to act on a stage in front of strangers. When you’re a guy, and you’re a theatre major, 99% of people simply assume that you are gay because of the way that society views genders. It’s pretty bullshit to say the least.

Guys and Girls both are told to act certain ways when they are growing up and that’s how society has controlled our viewpoints on genders. Guys are told they are supposed to always be the providers, and aren’t allowed to show emotions, weakness, or fear. Girls are told that they are supposed to be caregivers and child bearers who need to always look pretty and aren’t supposed to be strong, independent, or in control.

My time in college helped me to look past these assigned roles and see that there was more to life than what society tries to make us believe.

The real story started the day that I met Alice.

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I was in my junior year of college and at this point was fitting in quite well at my school. I had a lot of friends and I had gotten a part in the school play. Things were going pretty well for me at the time except for one thing...

A part of me was feeling empty. Within the past few years I had discovered hidden desires within myself to be... different. I was a scrawny guy; I worked out a lot but working out couldn’t do much in the way of height. I had blonde hair and blue eyes. All things considered, I was kinda pretty when it came to being a guy. Growing up I was consistently bullied for my big eyes and “golden locks”. People would push me around or call me sissy. Luckily in college that didn’t happen as often, but it was still something that bothered me.

After a while, my thoughts finally came to a peak: What would it be like to be a girl?

After having the thought the first time, it came up in my mind again and again. Browsing through the internet had helped me discover even more things. There was a thing called the AB/DL community. It was a group of people who had a similar but unusual interest: Diapers.

I had never thought about diapers before, in any way. Some people online found them to be a sexual thing and some people did not. Diapers were another piece that I could never quite forget about once I had learned about them. Something about them just seemed so... naughty. Like a forbidden fruit. I was 21 years old! I wasn’t supposed to want to wear diapers. Diapers were for babies... and yet... something about them was extremely alluring. Plenty of people online sure seemed to like them. One day, a few months back, I had bought a pack on a whim but I had yet to try any. They sat, collecting dust, hidden away in my closet.

On this particular day I was headed to the science building at my college which held the cosmetology department. I had been told that I would need to do my own hair and makeup for the show that I was in. To be able to do this I was going to the Cosmetology to meet with a student who was going to teach me a thing or two about makeup and hair. This had me secretly excited because it would give me a chance to learn some stuff about makeup that I otherwise had been unable to, growing up as a “manly” guy.

I walked into the Science building and it wasn’t long before I discovered the Cosmetology department, tucked away in a little corner of the building. Walking into the department, my heart did a little flip at what I saw. The place looked like a mini salon with chairs, mirrors, and mannequin heads to practice makeup on.

“Um... hello?” I said softly as I walked in. “Is anybody here?” The place seemed quiet. Only a few of the lights were on. Curiosity got the better of me and I found myself wandering towards the mannequin heads. The heads were covered in exquisite makeup and fabulous hairstyles. Professionals had clearly been working on them. Makeup of all kinds lined the desk ready for anyone to make use of them. Lipstick, blush, eyeliner, and plenty more. I moved a little closer and touched one of the lipsticks. It was a gorgeous pink color.

I briefly considered how many times people had called me a sissy in my life. Ya know, maybe to a degree they were right. But right now, I didn’t care. In that room, for a moment, I felt like I knew what I wanted. I wanted to be pretty and feel safe and accepted.

“Oh hello there.” Came an amused voice from behind me. I was so shocked by it that the lipstick I was holding popped out of my hand and fell into the sink I was standing next to.

I turned around and my voice got caught in my throat. Standing in front of me was a smirking girl. A girl who was more beautiful than any I had ever seen.

“Uh... h-hi...” I managed to mumble out. The girl stared at me for a moment, her smirk widening as if she knew what I was thinking. She shook off the silence with a little laugh.

“You were probably waiting for me. Nice to meet you, my name is Alice.”

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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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