2011

Been busy with uni recently so haven't had much time to RP but looking to get back into the swing of things now.   I tend to write paragraphs and would enjoy others who could do the same. I prefer RP'ing as a sub. Some previous ideas I had that I would like to try out include: 1 Parents remarry. The dad or mom buys a house and gifts it to their daughters in the city where they both are studying and/or working. The step sisters use to be rivals in middle school and would constantly compete against one another over anything and everything. They weren't friends but they weren't enemies either. They both went to different high schools and hadn't seen the other since.  They are both adults now in college / working but one of them hasn't had much of a growth spurt which the other is quick to use against them and is eager to turn her former rival into her cute baby sister.  2) A tomboy who is known for causing chaos has been sent to a strict private boarding school. Her parents having decided to outright relinquish their rights as her guardians and any responsibility they have towards her, telling her as much and that this would be the last time they would ever see each other again. That they are done with her with a teacher or someone present to witness the whole thing.  This only causes the Tomboy to act out more but in a much more childish manner and regress to a few childish habits. 3) Someone doesn't like X and ends up faking pictures of X cheating by using someone who looks similar to her to do it. X's entire relationship and life falls apart as the fake pictures are revealed and she turns to the only thing she's able to find comfort in, abdl, no one seems to believe her and she starts failing her college classes. Eventually the truth of the situation does come out but at that point no one knows where she is or heard anything from or about her. 4) A police officer has a crush on a woman she arrested in the past. This person wants some form of revenge for having been caught and uses the police officer's guilt or what she presumes to be guilt to humiliate her.   Or An ex convict finds the police woman who convicted her at a fetish convention browsing the ABDL section 5) Becoming sick with a stomach bug a fifteen year old is forced to wear protection by the school nurse and tries to hide this from friends, bullies, etc 6) Meeting her former crush/bully at a nightclub on Halloween wasn't what she expected nor did she expect her former crush/bully to enjoy her costume which she had been forced into as part of a dare by a few friends. 7) Setting Most people are deemed either a submissive, switch or dominant upon becoming 25 with many gaining specific titles be it Little, Pet, Mommy, Sadist, etc There's a 20% group that are declared as none of the above though. It's not uncommon for submissives to hide their status due to the nature and laws governing the world and what is often expected but without a genuine outlet or dominant there tends to be signs that become more obvious as time passes on. The simple sound of bells or anything that could imitate the sound of a rattle would offer a calming sensation that could lead to some form of regression for a Little and intense or stressful situation can cause other side effects which is why its important for anyone to find a partner to link up with. xxxxxxx Idea 7 This was the worse place she could possibly be at. It shouldn't feel intimidating but it was and despite her police uniform she felt exposed and under dressed but she made sure to keep her back straight and firm as she entered the large mansion owned by one of the notorious mafia family. It was known to everyone in the city that this mafia family had the highest amount of dominants and would often adopt or bring in submissives to release their urges and tensions. It wasn't wise for her to be here. Everyone thought she was just part of the 20% but the people she knew didn't indulge in their habits a lot but just enough to keep everything at bay. It was illegal for her to be in this job, to be a police officer but it provided a sense of safety for her knowing no one would really think much on the matter if she was a dominant or not. Any type of questioning or teasing would quickly cause her embarrassment that she would quickly hide by arresting the person without any thought. Most of the time people just thought it was just her dominant nature coming out but the latest person who had teased her and she had arrested wasn't an average dominant and had felt her heart pounding. It was only later did she learn that the person she had arrested and who had later been giving bail was part of this large family.... It wouldn't be much of a problem if she hadn't essentially thrown a tantrum in her police car for the criminal to witness and that the woman had to legit calm her down and get her to behave, professionally and properly, revealing the truth of the matter. Rose had let the woman off with a stupid fine unable to jail her properly nor could she look her in the eyes. It had felt like she was falling apart? Was that what happened when she didn't submit or indulge in her needs? That she would lash out and become overly stressed? Now she had been formally invited to a damn social function which she was forced to intend to encourage some sort of truce or understanding. Rose had her police jacket on, open, a simple button up white shirt, slim fit trousers with a belt and combat boots that were clean and looked smart. The only thing that was slightly off was that she was wearing sunglasses, metallic, in doors. One of the servants greeted her and guided her towards the waiting area which wasn't busy at all except for a few people sitting around and gossiping who offered a simple glance at most. There was a lot of talking, laughter and music nearby which she could hear, easily and that only made her more nervous, more anxious as she felt her palms become sweaty and clamy. The waiting had to be intentional and Rose knew she needed to relax herself or she'd end up looking worse, looking submissive and she couldn't allow that to happen for her to be seen in such a way but all she accomplished in doing was moving about, fidgeting and squirming unable to sit still which only grabbed the attention and curious looks of the small group nearby who seemed to be more focus on her now. It shouldn't be an issue but she could literally smell their hunger and power which meant that they or anyone else nearby could smell and sense her desperation but Rose made sure to steady herself and keep calm instead of breaking down in front of a bunch of strangers.

I let out a content sigh of relief as she began pulling out the Bobby pins holding the extensions in place. I immediately felt relief across my scalp as they were pulled off and away, leaving my own natural hair. It was still long for boys standards, just having not gotten a haircut in some time. But it was better than the long foreign hair that had further feminized me.  “Th-thank you,” I shyly said, ignoring the pixie cut and good girl comments, just relieved to win some small battle. Even if she had just let me win.  Once it was finished, I was effortlessly pulled towards her body, held tightly by her powerful arms. As the boring television went on and I became accustomed to the warmth of her body, I could feel my eyelids begin to droop.  “Um I’m… a bit tired,” I said sheepishly, “Maybe I could go to bed?”  ‘Perhaps a chance to sneak out,’ I thought to myself, ‘surely once she’s asleep I might be able to find a car or something I could use to escape to the nearest town for help?’

I’m going to give up diapers any day now.        This obsession started when I was four.  I found some of my old baby pants and thought it would be fun to try them on.  They felt so good.  Mom said take them off you don’t need them anymore.  I always do what Mom says, but the desire was overwhelming.        I made makeshift plastic pants out of anything I could find as Mom had disposed of the plastic pants.  Eventually this began to include cloth toweling or what ever I could simulate as a diaper. This crazy fascination was eventually going to go away — right?       The grocery store baby aisle became my go to place when shopping.  I even worked up the courage to buy the SuperSize plastic pants (thought I was going to die of embarrassment).  This should satisfy my cravings —- right?        High school was the great change, you’re becoming a man so diapers are going to go away — right?  Now I could drive, so I could escape the limitation of of my city.  I discovered Salk pants that included liners in the medical supply store near a retirement community.  My excuse, Grandpa needs these.         Went to college, diapers really didn’t fit with the dorm life, but the desire was always there.  Then the Army said we would like you to go to Vietnam.  Oh, and by the way would you mind carrying this M-16 since you’re an infantryman.  You want to jump out of a perfectly good airplane?  Well then - AIRBORNE!  Came back to the world and 2 weeks later I got plastic pants, but found I needed to go the medical route to get a comfortable fit.  I thought all this time away from diapers would have dampened the interest — right?  The only thing dampened was the diaper as this had become part of the wearing experience.         Got married had a couple of kids which really didn’t fit with my diapers desires.  Funny but diapering the kids was totally separate from my own fascination.  I did get a few diaper moments with my love, even got her diapered up a few times.  Then cancer took her away from me.       During this time I’d discovered all the wonders of the internet catering to my diaper desires.  Ordered more stuff than I should, but what the heck you only live once and I was becoming a senior.  I’ve meet up with some fellow ABDLs to share experiences, we come at this from so many different directions.  Ok, with all this maybe I’ve finally burned out the interest — right?  I just have to throw out all the ODU onesies, the Dependeco diapers, the Threaded Armor pants, everything from Northshore and ABUniverse - because I'm giving up diapers any day now.  

For the time being, I'm considering the story complete. Only because it already ended up a lot longer than originally outlined, and I don't want too many 'forever stories' out there, even if I could easily keep writing for so many of them. --------------------- Part 39 It didn’t take much for Audrey to talk Cassidy out of the car. The alternative was Audrey getting back behind the wheel and driving them straight home. Now that she had informed Cassidy that one of their parents was around, the diapered girl was quick to reject that idea when it looked like her sister was ready to close the car door and follow through on her suggestion.  Cassidy wasn’t sure which was worse–wearing diapers, or being nearly naked outside the padded underwear. It was one thing walking around like that earlier, as she had the saving grace that they most likely weren’t going to run into anyone that they knew. This was different. Not only because of Elena, who was a whole problem by herself, but also the fact that this neighborhood was dangerously close to their own. What if someone that knew Cassidy drove by and recognized her?  That’s what got her moving more than anything else. As much as she hated the idea of one of Audrey’s friends seeing her like this, this detour was officially happening now that Cassidy was standing in the driveway rather than in the safety of the back seat. Getting inside was suddenly a priority, rather than something she was resisting.  Although Cassidy had taken the first few steps towards the stone path by herself, Audrey was quick to take her hand anyway. As if Cassidy was going to get lost or wander off despite how straightforward this was compared to the hustle and bustle of the Renaissance Faire. Or maybe Audrey was just making sure her sister wasn’t going to get cold feet and retreat to the car at the last second. Either way, she walked the girl all the way to the front door and wasted no time in ringing the bell.  Each second that went by felt like an eternity. Cassidy kept waiting to wake up, or for Audrey to change her mind and take her back to the car. Maybe Elena wouldn’t be home. A stupid thought, as Audrey had likely texted ahead, although Cassidy was in a place where just about any hopeful thought was worth reaching for.  Of course, none of that happened. Not that Cassidy had really expected it to. “Coming!” an adolescent voice called to them from somewhere inside. A few seconds later, a vaguely familiar short-haired girl around Audrey’s age swung the door open. “Hey, Audrey!” she smiled, giving her a quick once over, “Nice costume.” Her friend was wearing shorts and a tank top, which was a much more standard summer outfit. Coming back to the real world was always a little bit jarring, which is why Audrey and Cassidy usually drove right back to the house without making any stops along the way. “And hey, Cassie,” she turned towards the smaller sister, glancing at the diapers and her otherwise naked body, “Nice . . . bangs?” she said. Still covering her boobs with both hands, Cassidy blushed at how obviously it was that Elena was struggling to find a compliment when Cassidy looked how she did. Cassidy still hadn’t forgiven Audrey for the haircut she had given her with no warning. It was the least of Cassidy’s worries at the moment, although she was thinking about it all over again now that Elena had drawn attention to the immature style.  “She’s been leaning into the whole ‘cute’ thing recently,” Audrey said, “I think she’s finally accepted that she’s done growing. So from now on, Cassie isn’t going to wear bras or panties. Only diapers, at least until she stops having accidents.”  “And you said I should babysit her as if she’s twelve?” Elena asked. “Mm hmm.” Audrey let go of Cassidy’s hand and stepped behind her. Placing her hands on the diapered girl’s shoulders, she said, “She’s been acting like an immature little girl all day. Freaking out over nothing, whining about everything. We were literally in line for the bathroom, and she ended up wetting herself instead of holding it for a few more minutes. So, yeah. If she’s going to behave like a tween, she’s going to be treated like one.” “Works for me. And what about her diapers? I have pretty much every size for my babysitting gigs, unless you have something specific for her instead.” “Nothing specific, although go for something thicker if you can. She totally soaked the diapers she was wearing earlier. Not sure how, honestly. She’s so tiny!” Because Cassidy had been holding it for forever at that point. Trying to get a word in edgewise as they discussed her right in front of her face, she started to say, “It’s not like-” “Hush, Cassie. The big girls are talking,” Audrey said, “Anyway, do you have any questions for me? Hopefully she won’t be too difficult. She was just changed into fresh diapers before the drive, and she hasn’t had anything to drink recently.” “I think I’m all set,” Elena replied, “I’ll take her to the bathroom every half hour anyway, just in case.” Wait, was Audrey dropping Cassidy off?! The dots were only just starting to connect. Cassidy had been under the impression this was going to be an unwanted stop on the way home, because that’s all that Audrey had said in the car. But if Audrey and Elena were talking like that . . . “Sounds good. Thanks for doing this at the last minute, by the way!” Audrey nudged Cassidy forward by her shoulders, “And I’m totally not expecting a discount or anything. Full price is fine! Whatever you’re charging these days.” “Perfect,” Elena said, “Well, Cassie? Come on in.” Cassidy took a few steps forward. Partially because she was being pushed in that direction by her sister, and also since she hadn’t been loving the fact that they were lingering on the front porch instead of heading inside and out of sight. However, once she made it past the threshold, she turned around and looked at Audrey in total confusion. “Wait, what are you-” “I have errands to run, little Cassie! And we talked about this, remember? Do you want our parents to see you like this? Or would you rather stay with your babysitter for a little while?” But- but this was the same no-win decision as before. Only worse. Instead of simply letting Elena see her like this, Cassidy was going to stay with her? Why? And for how long? She had so many questions, and wasn’t sure how to ask Audrey any of them. Looking back and forth between the two girls, Cassidy knew that the latter option was objectively better. And yet, at the same time, she was still processing this latest twist in the humiliating day that refused to end. “You can’t- you can’t just leave me here!” Cassidy eventually blurted out. The actual delivery of the protest sounded a lot more childish than she expected.  “Answer the question, sis,” Audrey said, “Parents, or babysitter. If you really want to go home, we can.” That wasn’t a realistic option, and they both knew it. And since Audrey was driving, there wasn’t a lot of wiggle room in terms of alternative destinations. It was also starting to dawn on Cassidy that there wasn’t a single other acceptable place she could think of; not while she was topless. Loathe as she was to admit it, killing time at someone else’s house wasn’t the worst idea.  The problem was, Audrey was just pawning her off again.  Also, Elena had been told that Cassidy’s diapers were clean.  ------------------------ Check out my website: www.ladyluciastories.com And my SubscribeStar: https://subscribestar.adult/lady-lucia

"Daddy gonna take Benny stinky diapee off and give me a new one. Me can help"   He giggles now at Daddy's tickles. No more tears.