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  3. Hi all, this is my first post. I wanted to tell a true story of something I did a couple of years ago. I hope you like it. I sometimes work out of town, and that's usually my chance to get a bit more elaborate with my play. This time I had bought a whole bunch of babyish kind of stuff on the way there, because I drove and I could stop at a bunch of different stores on the way in towns where no one knows me. (Side note, I like breaking up my purchases, like buying adult diapers is one thing, but I don't like buying, say, a pacifier at the same time--different store, doesn't look as weird). So I had a couple pairs of overalls (which I love), cute hair clips, pacifiers, baby powder, of course diapers (just Walmart brand), and some cute pink PJs. I've always wanted to try wetting a diaper in public, but I never had the courage to do it. This time I was in a hotel in a town where no one knew me, so it was a little less scary. My hotel was a couple blocks away from a mall, and the path there was well lit enough that I wasn't too nervous about using it at night, but dark enough that I would have a bit of privacy. My plan was to drink a lot of water, then walk to the mall because I had to use the ATM anyway, then walk back, and somewhere along there wet my diaper. I started out getting dressed, diaper of course, with lots of baby powder, overalls, pink tshirt, and my hair in two braids. I like putting my hair in pigtails when I'm playing just cause it makes me feel so little, but I thought the braids would be a little less overtly cute for being in public, but just cute enough. I ended up putting on a sweater over my overalls too. I walked to the mall, and let me just say that walking around in a diaper is sooo fun! No one knows, but you can feel the padding every time you take a step. I went into the mall and found the ATM. While I was getting my money, I slowly let a bit out into my diaper. I was sooo nervous I was shaking! But it felt sooo good, nice and warm. Then all of a sudden I felt a little spurt going down my leg! So I quickly stopped, finished up, and got out of there. Luckily it was only a little bit, and no one except me knew that my diaper was wet and my overalls were a bit damp. Anyone else watching would have seen a 23 year old woman using an ATM, but inside I felt like a wittle toddler in my wet diaper and overalls. On the way back there was a little park or sitting area or something, so I stopped there and pretended to be looking at my phone. In reality my whole body was shaking, and I couldn't concentrate on anything else! I started peeing in my diaper. I had to go pretty bad, but I had let off a bit of pressure in the mall already, but it was still a lot. I could feel the diaper getting so warm and heavy and I was scared to move. Then I started to feel another urge, and I wasn't really planning on this, but I realized I also had to go #2! By this time I was so excited, my judgement was probably impaired a bit, and I just started pushing! I didn't have to push too hard before I totally started pooping in my diaper! I could feel the straps on my overalls pushing down on my shoulders as the diaper filled up. So now I'm standing there in a park with a totally soaked, messy diaper, feeling like a toddler, and I still have a five minute walk back to the hotel, through the lobby, and to my room. I just stood there kind of in shock for a few minutes. What I really wanted at that point was for someone to come along, pick me up, put me in a car seat, drive me home, change me into a clean diaper and pjs, feed me a bottle, and put me in my crib in the nursery. Unfortunately that was all just a fantasy, and no one came 😞 It's hard to describe the walk back to the hotel. It was like I was drunk or high, totally scared, totally excited, trying not to waddle (spoiler alert, I didn't succeed), hoping I wasn't leaking too bad (spoiler alert, I was), hoping I wouldn't pass anyone on the sidewalk too closely. I don't actually remember much, just the feeling of my overalls pushing down on my shoulders, and my totally soaked, messy diaper between my legs. I was so aroused I probably would have came right there if I wasn't so scared. I do remember passing by a couple of road construction workers or something, and I remember them eyeing me up a bit, and me thinking "buddy, you have no idea what you're looking at as I walk by you in my soaked messy diaper" I got back to my hotel room (I don't know how). I checked my overalls when I got in, and there was definitely a wet spot around my crotch. Telltale diaper leak marks, but not running down my leg yet. Probably not noticeable in the dark, but anyone in the hotel lobby would have been able to see if they looked. I have no idea if there was anyone there, I was too scared. I was barely in the room before I grabbed my pacifier, and then started wetting myself again. This time the diaper couldn't hold any more and I was basically just peeing my pants at that point. I ended touching myself through my wet clothes and diaper and had the biggest orgasm I have ever had in my life. Then I took a long shower :)
  4. Here's some short stories I wrote for Raya's Magpie March daily art challenge! She's the best, check her out here: https://twitter.com/VenomRaya All stories are DDLG/ABDL, and here's a legend for the emojis that I use to denote other themes: 💛 = wetting 🤎 = messing 💞 = little to no sexual themes ❤️ = some sexual themes, but not exactly smut ❤️‍🔥 = heavy sexual themes 💓 = desperation 🖤 = punishment ⛓️ = bondage 🧷 = diaper change 😳 = humiliation 🐶 = pet play 🥴 = hypnosis / mind break If an emoji is larger than the others, that indicates that theme is a primary focus of the story. Hope you enjoy! If you do, check me out on Twitter where I'm much more active: https://twitter.com/ghostingsABDL Day 24 - Distracted 🤎💞🧷 She is sitting on the living room floor, playing a video game. One look at her posture, demeanor, and the state of her diaper would tell you that she is completely immersed and clearly has not moved for quite some time. Whenever her video game character makes a sudden action, like a combat roll, she moves with them, shifting her weight and causing the contents of her diaper to squish and smush around. Her long, brown hair is a total mess, and her oversized t-shirt has cheesy snack stains all over it, matching her lips. He enters the living room, carrying a hamper of laundry. He stops in the entryway briefly to watch her play, but before long, the smell of her heavily used diaper wafts toward him. "Princess?" he says, setting down the hamper. "Ya, Daddy?" she responds, her focus not shifting from the game. "Do you smell that?" "Nuh-uh, Daddy. Mus' be da gawbage," she says as she pops a cheesy snack into her mouth, chewing with her mouth open. "Uh-huh... I'm sure that's it..." He walks over quietly behind her, trying to not divert her attention. He lifts up the back of her shirt and pulls back the waistband of her diaper, greeted by a fudgy, stinky surprise. She blushes profusely, pretending to not notice. "Must be the garbage, huh?" he says sarcastically, letting go of her waistband, letting it smack her lower back. "Ahuh..." she replies, popping another snack into her mouth. Her Daddy's presence has her visibly distracted, but she snaps back to reality when she realizes she died in the game. "Uggghhhh!" She throws down the controller, crossing her arms and pouting. "Perfect timing. Time for a diapie change." "Noooo, Daddy, I'm jus' about ta beat da booosss!!" "Too bad, stinky. You can play after." "Oh yeah? Well... wha' if I..." She starts visibly straining and grunting, wrinkling her brow and squinting her eyes. "i-if I... hnnghh..." Suddenly, her mushy diaper starts to expand, accompanied by very sloppy, bubbly sounds, clearly not for the first time today. Her face immediately turns bright red from exertion, embarrassment, and arousal as more poop piles up inside her already messy diaper. She continues to fill her diaper for several more seconds, the volume increasing quickly and the stench filling the room. She's visibly out of breath when she finally relaxes and stops her straining, with a wide, dumb grin spreading across her face. Nothing feels as good to her as sitting in a pile of her own fresh mess. "Ahuh... And what was your plan there, exactly?" He chuckles. "W-w-well, I... uh... I tought dat... i-if I go poopy... den you can' change me while I poopy..." she mumbles, blushing profusely. "Oh, really? Did you consider what would happen after you finished pooping?" "W-well... uuh..." she stammers. "Ahuh," he says as he hoists his pouting, stinky girl into his arms, carrying her to the changing table. She rests her chin on his shoulder and crosses her arms with a disgruntled "hmph..." Day 25 - Sleepy 🤎💛❤️💓 Her eyes flutter open, flooded by the morning sun pouring in through the window. The first observation she makes is the railings that surround her. Then, she notices that the corner of her mouth is stained with drool and her shoulder-length, brown hair is a total mess. Finally, she rolls over, and the familiar feeling of a clean, puffy diaper hugging her waist brings back glimpses of the early morning before Daddy left for work. Very blurry memories of receiving a diaper change and being placed in her crib play in her head. After an over-the-head arm stretch accompanied by an impossibly adorable squeaky sound, she looks down and notices she's wearing her favorite onesie, black with sunflowers. Beside her pillow is a pacifier to match. She greedily pops the pacifier into her mouth and pulls off her blanket, revealing her poofy, white diaper poking out of her onesie. She falls backwards onto her pillow, closing her eyes and sighing blissfully. Nowhere does she feel more babied than within these rails, in the crib that her Daddy built for her with his own two hands. She can't articulate exactly why, but something about his strong, capable hands make her feel all tingly and warm. These feelings begin to snowball, until her hands are rubbing against her thick, padded crotch. She only snaps back to reality when a small, red light on the other side of the crib catches her eye. It's the light on the baby monitoring camera, indicating that Daddy is now watching her through his phone. Soon after, her phone buzzes next to her head, and she quickly grabs it. "Behave, princess," a text from Daddy reads. She doesn't know the meaning of the word. At least, she loves to act like she doesn't, and one quick frown from her, followed by a mischievous grin directly at the camera, reminds him of this. She reaches beneath her knees and pulls her legs up to her chest before beginning to rock her diapered bottom back and forth. The tight, buttoned strap of her onesie that connects the back to the front ensures that her diaper stays on, but it also has the added benefit of rubbing against her in just the right spot. She may not be able to say much with her paci in, but her lewd squeaks and reddening face are dead giveaways to her pleasure. Her phone buzzes again. "I won't warn you again. Behave." Her face immediately sinks into an unmistakably grumpy expression. In reality, she's obsessed with being controlled like this, but she also enjoys being fussy. Immediately, she starts thinking of ways to get back at Daddy for stunting her fun, and it doesn't take long. She closes her eyes as her face wrinkles, her heavy blushing deepening. This tells Daddy all he needs to know. There's no doubt after she begins squeaking and grunting, joined by the low, deep, sounds of her tensed stomach. A loud, bubbly fart slides out of her, easily picked up by the camera's microphone even after being heavily muffled by her thick padding. Not long after, a small lump forms beneath her diapered bottom, expanding as she strains. A thick, mushy, crackly mess pours out of her, quickly occupying the once pristine, white fabric. Her diaper bloats and stretches, occasionally halting briefly so she can catch her breath. Her bright red face pants heavily once her mess concludes. The brown-tinted fabric sags out of her onesie, the strap's buttons straining to contain it all. Her bladder releases itself all on its own as she collects herself. Her phone buzzes once again. "Good job, baby. Now you can sit in your mess while you behave." She wants to act annoyed, but the combination of the warm, soft poop crowding her diaper, her favorite onesie, the pacifier in her mouth, and the railings surrounding her completely pacify her. She collapses onto her pillow, feeling the warm mush in her diaper squish around inside. A wide, blissful smile spreads across her blushed face as she sucks on her paci and admires her Daddy's handiwork. As her chest begins gently rising and falling, the red light disappears. Day 26 - Tabletop 🤎💞🥴 Inspired by this Sketchmandl comic: https://twitter.com/sketchmandl/status/1760212696027324524 Her and her crew are wandering through a cave. She is trailing behind while the rest of her team are conversing over how to solve an important puzzle. They're required to make a cognition role. The entire party succeeds, except for her, who rolls a 1. The moment after her roll, something snaps within her brain. Instantly, she falls down to the floor with a thud onto her hands and knees and starts crawling. "Hey, uhh... Everything okay down there?" A crew member notices her sudden change in posture and demeanor. "A-buh boo bee gee~" She only mutters complete babyish gibberish. Her eyes glaze over, and drool starts to dribble down her chin. Suddenly, a small lump forms between her round butt cheeks, beneath her tight leather pants. FPRRTCHH! All at once, she expels a massive, steaming dump right into her pants, seemingly unaware of what she has just done. "Ew, gross! Did she really just poop herself??" Another one of her team members asks. "It sure looks that way..." "What should we do now?" "Well, she's the healer. I don't think we can do anything until we find a way to cure her..." "You mean we have to put up with her shitting herself?" "Unless we can figure out a way to cure her." "Damn... This is a tough puzzle..." "I hope she doesn't stink up the place too badly..." Her stomach starts to grumble as she feels pressure rising within her. She's powerless to hold it in, and an intense wave of pleasure shoots through her body as her bowels fully relax. "A-ahh~!" Ppbbfhhht~! "Oh god, there it is. She's really letting go now." "Geez... What happened to her...?" "A-a-bubbbb~" Her farts continue, making her ass jiggle and wobble. A noticeable bulge protrudes from the seat of her pants, growing by the moment. "Oh man, this is so embarrassing..." "Don't look, don't look, don't look, don't look..." Her bowel movement continues unabated. She moans softly in pleasure as the smell begins to permeate through the space. Her pants are completely ruined, stretched tightly around the freshly deposited mound of hot dung. Her belt is hardly able to keep her thoroughly soiled pants from slipping off her hips. "Alright, that's enough. I'm gonna check her stats," one of her crew members says they access her profile page. They find that her class has changed to "Diaper Baby." Her intelligence stat has been lowered to zero, and she is afflicted with a list of unique ailments, including incontinence and baby talk. "This is bad. According to the wiki, there's only one cure for this, and it's the rarest drop item in the entire game." "What? Seriously? That'll be impossible!" "Let's just take her back to camp for now, and figure out what we're gonna do later." Day 27 - Late 💛💞 "Good morning, sleepyhead," he teases. Through her blurry eyes, she makes out his silhouette, sitting at the kitchen table and working on his laptop. "How did you sleep?" She stands in the middle of the kitchen with an expression that suggests not a single thought is rattling around in her little brain. Her eyes are barely open, the corner of her lip is stained with drool, and her long, brown hair is a complete mess. Suddenly, the crotch of her diaper that just barely peeks out from under her oversized hoodie starts to sag and turn yellow, accompanied by a faint hissing sound. A dumb, blissful grin spreads across her face as she closes her eyes and moans softly. Eventually, her stream trickles off, and her eyelids open again, one at a time. "All done?" He chuckles. She nods, looking at the floor and blushing profusely. Without making eye contact, she hears him pat his lap, causing her to waddle toward him and climb onto his lap. She wraps her arms around him and slumps into his warm chest. It's impossible for him to continue working like this, but this is exactly what he anticipated. "I should tucker her out during playtime more often," he thinks to himself. "She never sleeps in this late. I actually got some work done." He kisses her soft forehead, feeling her warm, soggy diaper on his lap. Day 28 - Puppy 🤎💛❤️🧷🐶 Daddy sits on the living room couch, watching his baby girl play on the floor, listening to her rhythmic, content nuks as she immerses herself in the world of her stuffies. She turns her head around to stare at him for a moment, and he smiles warmly at her in return. Suddenly, she bounces up from her playmat and jumps onto his lap. Her thick, patterned, multi-layered diaper cushions her impact. "Oomph!" He says, chuckling. She giggles as she clings onto him, placing her chin on his broad shoulder. Her spine tingles as his hand, much larger than her own, slides under her shirt to rub her back in gentle circles. "You'd make a perfect lapdog, baby," he says, brushing her brunette hair aside to kiss her neck. Despite his obvious joking tone, something about these words resonate with something deep within her, something she has never felt before. A million butterflies soar through her stomach all at once. Their chemistry is so deep that just from the few proceeding moments of silence and the slight raise in her body temperature, he knows something is amiss. "Everything okay, sweetie?" He says, pulling her away to check her expression. Her cheeks, now a deep crimson, add to his suspicion. Nevertheless, she simply nods and smiles, trying to conceal that mysterious moment she just experienced. He pulls her pink pacifier from her lips, a string of saliva joining it. "Jus' habby to be wif my Daddy!" She says gleefully. "Aww! Such a sweet little girl!" He responds, returning her paci where it belongs. "I think it's dinny time though, princess," he says as he places his hands under her arms and hoists her off his lap, setting her down next to him. Her brow furrows as she crosses her arms and grumbles. "Ahuh, so it's definitely dinny time," he chuckles, kissing her tenderly on the forehead as he gets up to walk to the kitchen. His words from before echo through her sweet little brain once more, making her heart flutter again. That moment replays in her head repeatedly and rapidly, drowning out the sound of a pot filling with water. As if her legs are acting independently, she slides off the couch and starts walking toward the kitchen. He feels something tugging on his shirt. "Yes, sweetie?" He says, focused on preparing their meal. "Daddy, I wan' a collar." He's taken aback initially, never having seen her be so forward, but the pieces fall into place quickly. "A collar?" "Ya... i-is dat bad...?" "No, not at all! How about we go shopping after dinny?" "Reawwy, Daddy??" She says, her eyes glimmering. "Absolutely, baby. Now, go sit in your chair. Dinny will be done soo-" She tackles him, bursting with excitement. "Tank you, Daddy!!" She says before running over to her high chair. A few days later, Daddy hoists his messy princess onto the changing table. They both enjoy hearing the squishy goosh of her full diaper as she sits. He lays her down gently and pops the tapes off her diaper, lifting her legs and revealing her stinky present. After some teasing and a lot of wiping, he reaches under the table. "A very special package arrived for you this morning, baby girl," he says, pulling out a fresh diaper with light blue paw prints all over it. She gasps, both in excitement and surprise. "B-bu' I didn' pick dat out!!" She says, like a child on Christmas. "I know, silly! I did!" He pulls out a matching pacifier and her brand new collar, with a heart-shaped tag that reads "Puppy Slut." "Ready to be Daddy's sweet little puppy?" He says, carressing her calf. She nods aggressively. After a thorough powdering, he tapes her new diaper around her waist and pops her new paci into her mouth. He lifts her up and carries her to their bed, sitting down and setting her on his lap. He carefully fastens the collar around her neck, brushing his hands against her chin unnecessarily just to excite her further. "I was right... You do make a perfect lapdog..." He says in a low, seductive voice, stroking her inner thigh. All of the excitement goes straight to her bladder. With a whimper and a fierce blush, the blue puppy paws on the front of her brand new diaper are washed out, turning a saturated yellow as she loses control. "Well, almost perfect. Let's work on your house-training..." He says, kissing her softly. Day 29 - Jumpshot 💞🖤🧷 Fresh powder dances in the light as the sounds of crinkling, taping, teasing, and giggling fill the room. Another one of her hefty, full diapers plops into the bin beside the changing table, wrapped and balled up. "Alright cutie, stay here while Daddy fills up your baba," he says, picking up her empty bottle and closing the door behind him. Directly in her line of sight once she sits up is a plastic basketball hoop hanging from the top of the door, which strikes her as very odd. She hasn't noticed it before, and her Daddy isn't much of a sports guy, so what's it doing here...? Out of the corner of her eye, she spots her most recent messy diaper at the top of the bin. Out of total impulse, she reaches over, picks up the diaper, and tosses it toward the hoop. It bounces off the cheap, plastic rim, landing on the carpet with a heavy plop. Suddenly, the door swings open, and Daddy nearly slips on balled-up diaper. "Baby!! What did I tell you about playing with your old diaps??" He says scoldingly. "D-dat it's yucky..." She mumbles, looking down at the floor in shame. "And??" "A-and...?" "And I'm the undefeated diaperball champion!!" She raises her head again. Smiling, but clearly confused. "Diapieball...?" "How do you think I entertain myself during all those naps you take?" He says, scooping up the diaper on the floor with one hand and sinking it perfectly into the net without breaking eye contact. "W-well dat's not fair!! You can' be da bes' if you'we da only one pwaying!!" "Champ by default is still champ!" He responds smugly. "Oh ya...? W-well... You'we on!!" She says, hopping off the table, her tone both excited and equally nervous. "Awww, little pampy packer thinks she can take me on, huh? Let's make this interesting... If you win, you can pick whatever you want for dinner. But if I win, no changes until this time tomorrow." He passes the diaper to her. "I'll even go easy on you: instead of H.O.R.S.E., we can play D.I.A.P.E.R. Deal?" "Deaw!!!" She says, all fired up. She jumps and shoots the diaper over his head, hitting the backboard and landing it in. The diaper hits him in the back on the way out of the net. "Oh, you are so on!" He says, tossing her bottle onto a Snorlax plushie, scooping up the diaper, and rushing toward her. A very similar picture is painted that time tomorrow. Powder in the air, crinkling and taping, but with a lot more teasing and a lot less giggling. Today's diaper makes a far louder plop than yesterday's as it lands in the bin. The once over-eager baby grumbles as her bright red, powdered bottom stings and her Daddy chuckles. Day 30 - Plushies 🤎💛❤️💓🧷😳 Shaking. "Hnnn..." High-pitched sounds. Bouncing. Lots of bouncing. "Nnnnnh..." Blanket gone. Cold. High-pitched sounds. Bouncing. Bed creaking. "Daddy...! Wake ub...! Wake uub...!" Weight on crotch. Soggy. Crinkling. Bouncing. "Daddyyyyy! Wake uuubb!! It's carnibal dayyy!!" His eyes finally open. Through them, he is greeted with the blurry silhouette of his hyperactive, naked (save for the soaked diaper pressed against him) baby girl. "Ugh... Baby... What time is it...?" He speaks in his very deep, gravely morning voice, which makes her want to jump his bones. She knows that would be counterintuitive to her mission, though. "Why don'cha check?" She says, wiggling her hips on top of him. He probes around the nightstand surface, looking for his glasses. After a few blinks, however, his vision clears, and he finds them, dangling from the front of her diaper with one arm shoved inside. She giggles mischievously as he pulls them out and slides them on, followed by a swift spank to her padded rear. Vision restored, he reaches for his phone to check the time. "Baby, the carnival doesn't even open for another two hours!" "I knowww, but we can' be late!! I'm GONNA win dat plushie dis year, no matta what!" They only moved to this town a bit over a year ago. One of their first outings together after moving in was visiting the annual town fair. They had a lovely time, until she noticed a particular prize at a game booth. It was a shark plushie, sky blue and almost the size of her. He stood around for two hours straight, watching her whip softballs at unmoving bottles with all the might her tiny arms could muster. He only managed to pull her away once the copious amounts of lemonade and funnel cake in her system, combined with bubbling frustration, resulted in an embarrassing public accident. "Sweetie, don't you wanna see some of the other cool stuff they have there? I don't even think we saw everything last year, and I bet there's new stuff too," he replies, gently rubbing her thighs to try to make his suggestion more digestable to her. "NO!! I'm GONNA win dat plushie, Daddy!" "Okay, okay!" He says, only able to think about the ludicrous hoard of plushies already residing in her nursery. With that, all the pressing matters out of the way, except for one: something pressing against her wet, padded crotch and rising beneath his checkered boxers. "Well, we still have plenty of time until we have to leave..." He says in a low, seductive tone, caressing her diapered hips. "Noooo, Daddy, come onnnuhh!!" She replies, exhibiting extremely rare restraint which tells him all he needs to know about her determination. She bounces up and down impatiently on top of him, his eyes following her bare chest. "Alright, baby," he says, followed by a few moments of silence. "Weeelll?" "Well what? I'm waiting for you to get off me!" "Make me!" She says, her tone dripping with both cuteness and mischief. He quickly reaches out and pinches both of her nipples, making her squeal and straighten her spine. He grins sadistically, grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her toward him. "I'll never understand you, will I?" He whispers, kissing her passionately. He sits up and places his hands under her soft thighs while she clings onto him, and they move together to the changing table as one warm, tight unit. He gently lowers her onto the table, loving the gooshing sound of her wet diaper spreading out on the mat. After some untaping, wiping, powdering, teasing, and taping, a fresh diaper is secured snugly around her cute, round butt. He reaches under the table again, unexpectedly to her, and pulls out another diaper. "Daddy, wha's dat for?" "For you, silly. Need I remind you what happened last year?" "B-bu' ebwyone's gonna see!!" "Relax, sweetie. No one's gonna notice 'em under your coveralls," he says, lying through his teeth. He lifts her up once again and fastens the second diaper over the first. She fidgets disapprovingly, but he grips her legs tightly, silently telling her to behave. "There. Now, let's get you dressed and then I'll do your hair." "Hmph..." She grumbles, crossing her arms while her cheeks turn pink. As soon as he parks the car, she unbuckles her seatbelt and flies out of the door. "Come on, come on, come on!!!" "Hold on, baby! Geez!" He steps out of the car and she immediately latches onto his arm, dragging him toward the festivities. Before long, she spots the same booth as last year, with the same grand prize. She lets go of his arm to sprint to the game. The attendee immediately recognizes the girl that soiled herself last year after losing for two hours, but silently accepts her caretaker's money with a knowing glance, met with an equally embarrassed expression in return. "One hour. Got it?" He waits for a response, but receives none as she's already fully locked in. He leaves to retrieve food with an exasperated sigh. One hour comes and goes. Her focus is unwavering, even when taking sips of lemonade and bites of greasy fried food out of Daddy's hands, or when her bladder dispels of said lemonade. The time limit becomes a cycle of begging on her end and relenting to a "few more attempts" on his end. At some point, he can tell her frustration is boiling up toward a full-blown tantrum. He also starts to hear some low, rumbling farts escape her big, puffy butt, in tandem with an all-too-familiar fidgeting dance. "UUGHH!!! I was SOOOO close that time!!" She whines and stomps her feet, causing a few fair-goers to look their way. "Alright sweetie, how about some funnel cake?" He says with a twinge of embarrassment in his voice, grabbing her hand and pulling her away from the booth. "NOOOOOO!! I DON' WAN' FUNNEL CAKE!!" She screams back at him, planting her feet in the ground and attracting many more stares. He hoists her up over his shoulder, carrying her away while apologizing to the attendee. She thrashes and beats on his back, her face bright red. He sets her down on a secluded bench. "Stay." He says sternly before leaving, sending a wave of intimidation down her spine and shutting her up immediately. " 'tupid Daddy... Makin' me wear two diapies... Frowin' off my game..." She blubbers with crossed arms, tears forming in her eyes. Several minutes later, he returns. "I got something for you," he says, holding something behind his back. "I said I don' wan' funnel cake..." She says, sniffling, not looking up from the ground. "Guess again," he replies, revealing a huge, sky blue shark plushie. She looks up and gasps loudly, exploding from her seat to tackle him. "DADDY!!! TANK YOU, TANK YOU, TANK YOU!!!" She says bursting with joy, wiping her tears on his chest. "I can't bewieve it!! How did you win so fas'??" "Don't worry about it, cutie," he says, rubbing the top of her head. She clings onto him tighter, vibrating with excitement. "Alright baby, what should we see next?" His question is met with a fart, much louder and bubblier than before. "Uuhh... W-well akshully, Daddy, I reawly godda..." He turns around and squats down. "Hop on." He runs toward their car with his baby on his back, every other step causing more gas to slip out. He flings open the car door and sets her inside, handing her her plushie. Before he can even get in the driver's side, her accident has already begun. She grips onto her plushie tightly as the car seat, coveralls, and two thick diapers do nothing to conceal her hefty blorting. It doesn't take long for her second diaper to justify itself. He sits down beside her and rubs her thigh to soothe her through her intense mess. After two minutes of loudly emptying herself, she relaxes and sighs heavily, burying her deep crimson cheeks into her new plushie as her bladder releases itself. He grabs her chin and kisses her softly. Turning the key, he pulls out of the parking lot, his wallet twenty bucks lighter, and her diaper much, much heavier. Day 31 - Friends 🤎💛❤️‍🔥💓🖤⛓️😳 "Heeeyyy! Come in, come in!" Several people shuffle through the front door, carrying drinks, snacks, board games, and controllers. "Aww, why's the lil' one cribbed?" "Oh, she was a VERY bad girl yesterday," he says, looking toward the crib. "Wasn't she?" "Hmph..." She grumbles as she looks away, unable to dispute through the paci-gag in her mouth. "She packed her pamps so full that she was leaking all over, then ran away from me when I tried to change her, giggling and sticking her tongue out the whole time. Not much giggling after I pinned you down though, huh, baby?" She grumbles some more, rubbing her mittened hands against her stinging bottom. "So it's three diaps tonight and two for the rest of the month, and she gets to stay in her crib until you guys leave. She has a very special message for everyone, too. Baby, turn around so all your friends can see your diaper." "Mmmmph!" She whines in protest. "Now, baby." She begrudgingly gets on her hands and knees and turns around for the group, blushing profusely as she displays her diaper with the words "Don't Change Me, I'm A Brat" written across her huge, puffy butt. Her onesie is unbuttoned because the massive amount of padding between her legs makes it impossible to do so (very intentional), so she has to lift the strap so everyone can read. The whole crowd coos at the shameful little diaper girl's embarrassment. "Alright diapie butt, the adults are gonna go have fun. Behave, unless you want me to extend your punishment." She shakes her head silently, looking toward the floor. "Good girl. Keep that diapie clean, too. You wouldn't want all your friends to have to smell your stinky butt, would you?" "Hmmmphh..." She has half a mind to drop a big, messy dump in her pamps right now just to spite him, but out of fear of not knowing how much worse her punishment could get, she refrains. "Sorry, princess, but that's why you listen to your Daddy!" One of her close friends from college says to her, pinching her cheek and making her blush even harder. To think the same girl that cheated off her constantly in school was now treating her like a dumb, little, pants-pooping baby is a new height of humiliation for her. Though, no matter how much resistance she puts up, she can't ignore the warm tingling between her legs. Hours later, the group is engrossed in a game of Catan, and the crib crinkler is getting no attention. Occasionally when someone gets up to use the restroom or get a drink, they stop by the brat's crib to tease her, patting her head or telling her how cute she looks in all those diapers, but nothing more. Every time someone passes by her, Daddy loudly asks them how her diaper looks or if she smells. All these events pile up in her mind, fueling her humiliation little by little. As the game carries on, the diaper baby feels her tummy grow more and more restless. She tries to shut her legs to prolong the battle, but the excessive padding between her thighs prevents it. She tries to squeeze her butt closed with her mittened hands for the same reason, and is unable to for the same reason. With no more choices available to her, she's left bouncing and fidgeting in her crib, feeling her body temperature rise as her desperation grows. She's listening to her Daddy's words in her head on repeat, telling her to behave, but her focus is being devoured by ever-mounting feelings of humiliation and need. Sheer discomfort takes hold of her as she feverishly grips onto the railing of her crib and begins to whine desperately. "Sounds like the lil' one wants something!" "I'm sure she just wants out, but she's in there for a reason. It's your turn, by the way." Her pleading whines become desperate whimpers as she fidgets helplessly. She can feel the hot mush sinking down inside of her and pressing against her hole. She tries to close her eyes and hear Daddy's words, but the overwhelming humiliation and desperation instantly consume any thought she attempts to have. A steady stream of hot farts begins to pour out of her, hotboxing her triple-layered diaper. She starts to shake uncontrollably, tears welling up in her eyes. She fights till the very end, wanting more than anything to be a good girl for her Daddy, but it's no use. Hot, mushy poop explodes out of her, rapidly filling her first diaper and threatening to breach into the next after only a few seconds. The entire party turns their heads toward the crib while the sounds of the naughty brat's accident fill the room. Her mind is enveloped by a hot, bright, white light as the embarrassment and relief spiral and clash. The only feeling she can focus on is how badly she wants to tear off her onesie and cum her filthy little brains out. She continues to grip onto the railing for dear life as she continues to unload a seemingly impossible amount of mush for such a little girl. After what feels like an eternity, her bowels and butt finally make amends. Her hyperventilating slowly decelerates as sweat drips from her burning cheeks and her bladder empties itself. "Geez! Someone really had to go!" One of their friends says. The whole group chuckles. "Oh boy, so sorry about her. I thought her punishment would be enough to keep her on good behavior for tonight, but I guess not." "Oh, it's okay! We know she can't control herself, right, sweetie pie?" "Thanks, guys. My turn's over, anyway, so keep playing and I'll be right back." He gets up and walks towards his stinky baby's crib as she looks up at him, sweat and tears staining her blushing cheeks. He hoists her up out of her crib and carries her into their room. Once there, he sits down on the bed and sets her on his lap. She feels the hot, muddy contents of her giant diaper squish and smear around, sending a jolt of arousal up her spine. "You just couldn't help yourself, could you, brat?" He shoves his hand beneath her heavily padded crotch, trying to assess the damage. The moment his hand makes contact, she presses herself against it, grinding feverishly. She clings onto him, unable to suppress her lewd moans. "You're getting off to this? All your friends just saw you shit your pants and cry like a baby, and it made you want to cum? God, you're such a pathetic little stink slut." He degrades her, which only serves to fuel her burning arousal. She tries to grasp at the bottom of her onesie, but her mittens won't allow it. He feels her desperation and tears it off for her, allowing her soft, round tits to spill out. He takes the left one in his mouth, sucking and biting on it and causing her to squeal. His unoccupied hand reaches around and shoves against the steaming hot dump in her diaper, making her writhe and shiver. Being in complete control of her body at all times means he can sense, through her rhythmic tremors and rising temperature, that she's at her limit. "Cum." She throws her head back as she loses control, squirting violently into her thoroughly soiled diaper and moaning with all the air her little lungs can contain. Her thighs quake uncontrollably as she collapses against her caretaker. One moment, he's rubbing her bare back in gentle circles while she catches her breath. In the next, he's listening to her softly snore. He lifts her up from his lap and delicately places her under the covers, kissing her sweaty forehead. "Hey, where's baby?" A friend says to him as he closes the door behind him. "Oh, I put her to bed. She tuckered herself out. Is it my turn?"
  5. So I've recently started playing with a switch/Big friend in a server. And today they decided to issue a holding challenge where I couldn't pee without asking permission. And after about 4-6 hours and getting to pee once I was extremely desperate the second time and lets just say none to happy about being teased and denied the bathroom... 😅🤷‍♀️I started to get a little mouthy and may have sent a pout GIF which got me three minutes corner time... At that point I was really starting to panic and decided to do it in the shower in case the worst happened but not before further back talk got me another minute... What broke me though was when they psyched me out by pretending to have to deal with something at work... I lost a good amount but the coup de grace was being ordered to finish going in my panties sense "I couldn't hold it like a big girl..." I must have peed a good liter and left a puddle in the tub with my stream shooting through my panties.. So I'm currently sitting in here in a towel after showering and the worst part is I can't stop blushing and smiling... Stupid embarrassment kink... 😆🙈💀
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  8. Decided to learn a bit of the basics on modding cyberpunk (due to the lack of no diaper mods) and I'm starting with changing the ads in the game to add diapers. I plan on changing most of the ads that have females in them, the vending machine ads, and pretty much anything ad related. I also plan on adding more diaper/abdl mods to the game but im starting with simple texture stuff. I plan on releasing this mod soon and it will be released here. In the future a proper diaper mod would be nice :) preview.mp4
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  11. Hello again everyone. I desperately need help finding this creator. I found it on thisvid and the person who posted it has not answered my comment to who it is. If anyone know who she is please let me know her JFF. I just want to support her and her videos are really cute. here’s the video below:https://thisvid.com/videos/she-pees-diaper-in-the-car/
  12. So i just got a friend of mine, whos also into the fetish, to agree to be my caretaker when i feel little She changes me when im wet, gives me bottles and helps me act like im a baby as long as i feel little. For context this is solely consenting age play. She wants to feel like a mother, and i want to be mothered. We've even done some breast sucking. But she's asked me if its okay if she uses lactation inducers. I want to do it but is it okay? No pictures i dont like taking them.
  13. Hey all, I just wanted to let you know that Littleington University, which is an ABDL RPG with a lot of polish, just had its final update about a week ago. It's a turn based RPG where your character is admitted to a university on an island that has had a lot of paranormal activity, and a lot of the students have mysteriously started wetting the bed. There's a good amount of character customization, and you unlock additional hairstyles and outfits throughout the game. Combat is pretty solid, you have a rock/paper/scissors mechanic for your attacks. There is wetting and messing, but you can turn off messing through a setting at the beginning of the game. There are also some aspects of ageplay, with outfits and furniture that you can purchase that are more babyish than what you get at the start. You can unlock the game's itch.io page by pledging to the creator's Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/ABDLCheeks. I know that a couple of the earlier builds of the game are available for download here, but I genuinely think that this game is worth the $5 needed to play it. This is a project that clearly has had a lot of time and effort put behind it, so we should support that.
  14. 👑 The Trinket By Horatio Husky Commissioned by Hunter Chapter One The Will Hunter sighed as his mother, who he was currently on the phone with, continued to drawl about the contractual obligations he now had to abide by. His great aunt, or now his late great aunt, had left him a few things in her will that came with a few specific rules. The fennec fox had barely known her, other than seeing her at a Christmas party and once during Thanksgiving when he was very young. She was not really even his aunt, being an in-law and a cheetah to boot. He had heard a few stories about her, some from his mother who had always spoken about her with a degree of awe mixed with disapproval. Whether or not she was even really his aunt in-law was in question sometimes, but her presence in the family was nevertheless appreciated, if not coveted. She had been an Egyptianologist, but not the kind that mostly stays on the campus of a university. Accused several times of being no better than a bounty hunter with a college degree, she would often beguile whoever cared to listen at the taverns and bars she was often found at about her great adventures in the middle east. There were usually many stories told and drinks bought during such evenings. Her alcoholism aside, she had apparently kept up her taste for adventuring into abandoned tombs and caves right up until the very end. They never recovered her, but enough time had passed where her body had been declared lost and her vast collection of artifacts reclaimed by the museums and universities. Judging from their hasty reclamation of such items, they had been waiting for exactly such an opportunity as her disappearance. They had claimed most of the artifacts, at least. “So like, dumb it down for me a bit, Mom?” Hunter asked, a slight note of exasperation coloring his tone of voice as one of his large ears flicked to the side in irritation. It was his mother’s turn to sigh, which was followed up by a response. “You just can’t sell any of the stuff. You’re supposed to keep it as if it were a family heirloom. There’s some evidence to support that this does belong to us give or take a hundred generations.” Hunter replied back. “Right, don’t sell. Just keep it. Anything else?” “Not until they go through the rest of her possessions and check her records. You might be getting some money too, but that’ll take a while.” Right… After the state takes its hefty cut… Hunter thought to himself, but he did his best to keep his sense of sarcasm out of the conversation. “Great, thanks Mom.” “Of course honey, was there anything else you wanted to know about Auntie Tare?” Hunter, knowing that this would probably prolong the conversation for another good hour, shook his head before realizing that his mother could not see his reaction. He cleared his throat before he spoke. “Hrm… No, no. I think I’m good for now, still… Processing and all that. I’ll talk to you later Mom.” “Okay sweetie, let me know what’s in the box. It looks mysterious!” “Yeah, I will. Love you Mom.” “Love you sweetie, bye bye now.” The line went silent, and Hunter put his phone down on the table with a sigh of relief. As silence enveloped the apartment, interrupted only by the soft hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen, the fennec’s gaze drifted over to the box that sat in front of him on the dining room table. The word that could describe the wooden container could only be described as ornate. Carvings of Egyptian hieroglyphs laced with what he suspected was gold lining on the borders of the miniature crate gave the appearance of a most valuable item being stored inside. The wood had been treated with oil, and with great care as well. Part of him wondered if the box might be empty, as the container itself looked relatively valuable. Whatever it was, he was not surprised that his aunt had mentioned that he was not allowed to sell it. I’d probably make a pretty penny off of it too… Hunter mused to himself, as he pushed his chair back and stood up, only to crouch in front of the box in order to more closely examine its decor. He was not literate in Egyptian hieroglyphs, nor was he particularly interested in learning more about them. History had always bored the little fox, and despite having a renowned, though estranged, Egyptologist in the family it never sparked the same fascination and excitement as it did in Aunt Tare. Well, might as well have a look then. Reaching forward, he undid the clasp on the front of the box and pushed the lid open. Its hinges worked silently, and Hunter immediately noted that the entire inside of the box was laced with a vibrant, purple velvet. Amidst the swathes of cloth, Hunter beheld a palm sized brooch made of a mixture of dulled copper and gold. Marveling at it, the fennec’s eyes widened as he scanned its surface. The fennec picked it up with a paw and noted its significant weight. Equipped with a pin which Hunter presumed was intended to keep a cloak around a traveler’s shoulders, Hunter turned the brooch over and let out a surprised breath. The ornament had been placed upside down in its container, and it was studded with several small jewels with one large piece in its center. Peering closely at them, it took Hunter a moment to realize that they were opals. In the center of the metal disk, the largest of the opals was oval in shape. It gleamed as if freshly polished when it caught the last of the afternoon sun streaming from Hunter’s half shuttered window. A small scratch in the center of the opal was the only blemish on the piece, revealing the rainbow colored insides of the gem that refracted in ever changing patterns of color as he turned it over. Strangely, despite the fact that it had been sitting in the box ever since it had been delivered to his doorstep inside of its own, discrete cardboard container, the brooch was warm to the touch. And it felt like it was getting warmer. “It’s… pretty…” Hunter said lamely, to no one in particular. His initial curiosity had been sated, and he was now coming to the conclusion that he really had no use for the gem-encrusted display piece other than to perhaps show it off for his friends. The more he thought about it, being the owner of such a valuable piece now might mean that he would have to take insurance out on it. Great… Another responsibility… The fennec thought grimly to himself. Hunter was about to set the artifact down, when the opal flashed catching his eyes. Blinking, he looked down at the gem and wondered if he had imagined the sudden luminescence that had come from the piece. Gingerly, he brought it back up to his eyes and peered closely at the scratch on the gem’s surface to see if he had missed some refractive angle inside of the opal’s crack. Seeing that there was nothing he could immediately detect, he placed the brooch back down in its comfortable bed, this time right side up with the opal facing the ceiling of his apartment. He thought about where he should put the box, glancing around his apartment and seeing now apparent free space where he might rest it. I’ll probably just chuck it into my closet or something… His stomach rumbled, reminding him that his mother’s phone call had caused him to miss lunch at a reasonable hour. Closing the box, he decided to put his inheritance out of his mind for the time being. Padding over to his closet, he picked out his jacket and fumbled the keys to his apartment out of the bowl they rested in. I’m kind of hankering for some chicken… He thought to himself, his mind already beginning to drift away from the strange set of rocks that were now his, now and forever. He did, however, check twice that he had locked the door to his apartment before bounding down the staircase leading to the lobby of his apartment complex.
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