[Genderswap, ABDL]

Pride. An event celebrating those that go against the grain and make their identities known to the world. The lesbians, the gays, the trans, all wishing to make themselves visible to the world at large. So that they can't be ignored. So that they can keep on living like they want to, without the fear of persecution.

That's why the parades exist. That's why they march down the streets dressed to show themselves off, no matter what they might've been ashamed of. They don't want to stay hidden any longer. The world at large has to accept them, regardless if they want to or not.

And in the midst of one of these parades, an older woman by the name of Olivia gently held the hand of a boy that had gotten close to her. Not as a lover, far from it. But as a Little for her to take care of. Because he always wanted to be cared for by an older woman, even after he had grown out of that age. And since she was more than happy to do so... That was why they were at this parade. To show off that even if you grow out of something, there's still those that will accept you if you're earnestly into those things.

"Can't believe these goddamn gays keep showing themselves off in this horrible way. All this perverse shit, what do they get out of it?"

Unfortunately, not everyone was equally accepting of these parades. Even while they were going on. And while most of the people in the parade were more than happy to just ignore the hecklers and those that spewed bigotry and hate, Olivia was not one of those people. Because she could feel the way that her Little squeezed her hand as tightly as he could, feeling intimidated and frightened by the woman spewing hate at them.

"There there, little Nick." Olivia smiled as she kissed her cute Baby Boy on his forehead, making sure to pull him nice and close and hug him. There was no reason to be upset. Not as long as he had her. She'd protect him, until the time came for him to find a playmate. Hopefully, they'd find somebody that was into the same sort of stuff that he was. Then again, she hadn't seen anybody else wandering around in the street clad in little more than a bib and a diaper, so she still had to keep an eye out...

"God! You people are just disgusting! Kissing each other when you know you don't have the right to kiss your own gender! Seriously, what's with you gay and lesbo idiots and not fearing what might happen to you!?" The loudest heckler shouted out at the passionate people displaying their love. Not bothering to notice the woman that was approaching her. Nor that the crowd was ignoring her and just showing their love. Because they had permission to walk on this earth and show their love.

Olivia cleared her throat as she reached the young woman who kept shouting obscene hate towards the others that loved one another at Pride. "Excuse me. You're being very rude." She said plainly, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Would you please go home? We're not hurting you by existing."

"You're hurting yourself, idiot." The young girl, a blonde with a braided ponytail running down her shoulder, scoffed as she stuffed her hands into her pockets, glaring past her glasses into the plump-looking maternal woman's eyes. "You don't know what you're doing. You're just going to put an end to your own family. You can't live without leaving anything behind, you can't do anything by loving another woman. I'm just trying to make you realize that."

The 'defensive' approach from the bigot wasn't helping, as the older woman slowly shook her head. "How old are you, miss?" She asked, looking towards her dear Nick, who was hiding behind him the best he could. He even made sure not to make too much noise when he sucked on his thumb for comfort, or squeezed his legs together and made his diaper crinkle.

"21. More than old enough to know that you're wasting your life." The bigot scoffed as she glared at the boy in the diaper behind her. "Not only are you being such an idiot that you don't realize what you're thorwing away, but you're indulging open perversion? Seriously, that gay idiot has a diaper on and everything! He's supposed to be grown up, not regressing back to a time when he didn't have responsibility!" She shouted, her voice getting louder and more shrill the more she let her hate display.

Olivia could feel those words striking one of her nerves, as she very calmly clenched her fist. "He knows what he's doing, Miss. He knows that when he's at home, or with his Mommy, he's free to act as he likes. But he keeps it to his private life. This is part of his private life. Are you really going to tell him he can't be himself?" She was this close to dealing with this bigot permanently. She just needed the last push.

"HE'S IN PUBLIC!" The bigoted girl shouted, her face fuming red. "HE'S EXPOSING HIMSELF TO EVERYONE, AND NOT EVERYONE HAS CONSENTED TO SEEING HIM LIKE THIS! WHO WANTS TO SEE A GROWN MAN ACT LIKE A BABY WHEN HE SHOULD KNOW BETTER? WHEN HE KNOWS HE SHOULDN'T BE FUCKING OTHER MEN?" She got louder and louder, outright screaming as she pushed her finger into Olivia's chest. "AND YOU'RE HELPING HIM! YOU DISGUSTING LESBIAN!"

She had heard more than enough. Olivia took a deep breath before grabbing the girl's wrist and tightening until she could hear the pained whimpers leaving the girl's lips. "Miss. What is your name?" She very calmly asked, as she slowly but surely dragged the girl towards a nearby bench, so that she had a bit more control over the situation.

"M-Michelle." The bigoted girl muttered. Something about the lesbian's presence was enough to make her submissive. What was she doing? Why couldn't she fight back? Why wouldn't she understand that she was committing such a massive mistake? She didn't understand. She just wanted to help them, because otherwise they'd end up like how she was when she was younger.

"You've been a naughty girl, Michelle." Olivia said as she laid the girl down on the bench, slowly stroking her cheek as she slowly smiled. The tranquil smile of rage, as she looked to her dear Nick, who just kept hiding the best he could. "I'm sorry you have to see this, Nick. But once we're done, you'll have a playmate. Won't that be fun?" She chimed, and he slowly nodded as he smiled as well.

Michelle didn't understand what she was implying. But she couldn't help but scream as she was forcibly stripped down in one fell swoop, the older woman basically tearing off all of her clothes at once. "H-Help! D-Don't just stand there, h-help me!" The bigoted girl cried out, hoping that somebody would come to her aid. Just this once, just so she could get away from this crazy woman..!

"Now, normally I'd tell you that you need to wash your mouth with soap to get rid of all that bad language. But you're clearly way too dirty." Olivia said as she reached towards a bag she carried under her arm, pulling out a matching diaper and bib set, just like the one her little Baby Boy wore. "So Mommy'll give you a taste of what it feels to be one of us."

Michelle tried to struggle against whatever the woman was planning. But she found herself paralyzed as she looked up at Mommy. N-No, she wasn't Mommy. She was far from being Mommy. W-Why couldn't she stop thinking of her as Mommy? She didn't like her like that. She didn't like women, she wasn't one of those gay idiots!

Olivia smiled as she saw the faintest hint of pure and utter dread growing on the bigot's face. All while she carefully opened the diaper and slid it underneath the girl's bottom. She didn't often get to do this. But getting a chance to fix somebody like her at the root, while making her Baby Boy happy... It was something she was going to cherish for a long time.

"G-Get it off get it off get it off!" Michelle cried out more and more, but as much as she wanted to kick her legs around and try to get away from this crazy woman, all that she could do was just wail like an oversized baby. Not unlike the gay boy that she had been trying to heckle. In fact, the more she screamed, the more it felt like her throat was growing a little hoarse from all the noise she was making. And at the same time, a bump was forming on that very same throat...

The sound of crinkling between her thighs didn't help either. It just served to make her feel more humiliated. She wasn't like them. She was straight. She wasn't a pervert, she actually knew what it meant to be normal. Why did they just have to do this to her?!

"Nick, sweetie? Could you do Mommy a favor?" Olivia asked as she looked to her sweetest little Baby Boy, after snapping the tapes shut on the sides of the bigoted baby's diaper. "Can you give her a little kiss? Don't worry, she won't bite. I promise you that she'll be really happy if you gave her a kiss. And she'll apologize for everything she did."

The cute padded boy nodded ever slowly as he headed straight for the girl on the bench, before kneeling down and looking into her hateful eyes with his own innocent ones. And just like his Mommy had asked him to do, he planted a kiss. Straight on her lips. Because he didn't know any better.

A shock rushed through Michelle as she felt those disgusting lips touch her own. She wanted to spit on him and call him a freak. But her heart was pounding against her chest. Just like when she first saw her true love. B-But she wasn't into boys like him. She wasn't into girls either... W-What was she into, exactly?

Her mind was having a field day trying to keep itself together, but her body understood. Especially as her hips grew a bit wider inside her brand new diaper, and her chest started to smooth out and flatten. Her shoulders broadened ever slightly, and her jaw grew thicker. All while she felt something down below, something trying to tug itself out of her folds. It was like... It was like there was something hidden inside her, trying to force itself out.

The thing that managed to make it pop out? The cute face of that Baby Boy. He was really cute. So super cute that Michelle kind of lost her train of thought, and any resistance to what was happening melted down her thigh. The last feminine orgasm she'd ever have, because she felt something throbbing as it popped out below. Something that made a nice and cute bulge in the front of her diaper.

It was a cock. A Baby Boy's cock. His cock. Michelle poured down his thigh, as Mick was utterly captivated by the cute Baby Boy in front of him. A Baby Boy just like him. M-Maybe he'd like to play with him..? N-No, wait, he had been really bad, hadn't he..? He should...

"S-Sorry." Mick muttered as he held out his arms to try and hug the Baby Boy. A hug that was easily accepted, because Nick wasn't one to hold a grudge. The two Baby Boys hugged one another nice and tightly, their diapers crinkling as new love bloomed during Pride.

Olivia giggled, as both of her Baby Boys looked to her... And immediately saw that she had pulled down her shirt to expose her nipples. "Good boys get their milkies, you know. And you two are the best boys that a Mommy like me could ever ask for." She chimed, and the boys were more than happy to latch on and start suckling in a non-sexual way.

From bigotry, new love had been born... And Mommy had a brand new mouth to feed too. Maybe she'd find her true love soon as well, just like Nick now had.