2011

That's what I figured, and you did a great job.  You should be very proud of yourself. The story that I'm currently working on Coming Home coincided when Office 365 added Copilot to it's Suite.  I'm using it a lot to get the exact feel that I want from chapter. I literally asked it: what works better in this situation: my pacifier, or the pacifier?  It's creating something I very proud of, but it takes a lot of work to get it right.  FTR- it's more work than it was when I didn't have the tool, but the product is stronger because I'm getting better feedback. What you did with this is amazing, and it's a really catchy tune.  I don't usually like that type of music, but that has an earworm effect.  A Meghan Trainor type of effect.        

Omg I can't stop listening to that video!! It's insane.  I love it. It's so cool.  I am hoping you make more! 2 months is a lot of time.  Have any ideas for another one?

@DailyDi They do look cute.  But I rather have  a diaper on!  hehe

Chapter 1:    “It's now or never.” I thought, “I was close to the Olympic level for pole vaulting back in highschool, how hard could it be to hop a fence?” I hiked up my diaper and pink frilly dress, then kicked off my little pink booties. Then I bolted for the fence. I grabbed on and launched myself over, then plopped on my diapered butt on the other side.    “Freedom. I'm out of the daycares playground. I know where I need to go.” I thought, then I struggled to my feet and waddled away due to my thick padding.    I quickly entered the woods for cover and made my way through miles of untamed wilderness. It was a brutally hot day to be a person wearing so many layers. I bit at my pink mittens and undid the strap around one wrist. Once my right hand was free, I used it to free the left.    I continued to walk until I found a back yard with a clothes line. I stole a pair of jeans around my size, along with a grey sports bra and orange Hawaiian shirt.    I scuttled back to the woods and removed my dress, then I put on my nice new adult outfit, sliding the skinny jeans on over my thick, pink princess diaper, leaving a noticeable bulge on the front and back. “Unfortunately no one hangs their panties out to dry.” I thought to myself.   I continued to walk for quite a ways until I reached the city. There was a port on the other side of town. if I could get there I’d be free. “I don't have any money for a cab.” I thought, “But I am hot, so maybe I can hitchhike.”    I spun around and held out my thumb, a few cars drove by but in not even a minute a man pulled over.   “Where you headed?” He asked.    “As close to the harbour as you can take me.” I told him.    “I can take you straight there… for a price.” The man said. He wasn't bad looking, mid 40’s, strong arms, slightly stubbly chin.    I leaned over the side of the car. “What were you thinking?” I asked, presenting my cleavage in the sports bra.    “Well since that diaper's blocking off your pussy. Maybe I could get some road head while I drive ya.”    “Works for me, big man.” I tried not to act too excited. The fact was I had been locked away in babyhood for three years and it had been even longer since I had done anything sexual. Even masturbation wasn't an option with the baby monitor in my room.    I climbed in the car and brushed my hair back. As soon as the car got moving I began to fiddle with his belt. “I'm Jess by the way.” I said.    “Kyle.” He said confidently.    Once I got his pants undone, the bulge in his underwear sprung out. I freed it from the underwear and my mouth was watering over his rock hard rod. I bent over and put it in my mouth, immediately taking it as deep as it could go, it was dry and hard to manoeuvre on so I salivated more for loobrication. That went on for quite a while, road head is a lot less comfortable than people talk about. The awkward position you're in is the worst part. I felt a pinching feeling in my side almost immediately, but I knew I had to keep going.    I sucked and bobbed and licked all around going fast and then slow, slow and then fast until without warning he moaned and shot cum directly into my throat. I swallowed like a good girl. The way I had been craving to do for years.    Once he was finished I sat back up straight and wiped my mouth.    “God that felt good.” Kyle said, through weighted breaths.    “I aim to please.” I smiled.    “So why do you need to go to the harbour so badly?”    “I'm catching a ship.” I said. It leaves at 2pm three days a week. So if I miss it today I'll have to spend a couple days homeless in the city.”    Kyle looked at me suspiciously and then down at my diaper. “Can I see your adulthood licence?” He asked.    Not only did I not have that licence. I didn't have my chome on me to show him. I had been forcibly regressed more than three years ago. All remnants of my adult life had been long gone.    “Sorry I don't have my chome on me.” I told him.    “No chome?” He asked, “You know that's illegal right?”    “Yeah. Kind of a big mistake.”    “And you expect to board a ship without one?”    “They'll let me on. They're expecting me.”    Kyle thought about that for a long time and then he asked, “Are you an escaped regressee?”    “What? No.” I laughed, “I'm just an ABDL. That's why I'm wearing a diaper. And I've got ADHD so I forgot my chome at home.”    “Pretty big mistake. You know you could end up forcibly regressed for leaving your chome at home.”    “I know. It's bad. But my home is far away. It's too late to turn back now.”    “Right.” Kyle continued to drive me in silence. We pulled up to the long shore docks. “Right here.” I said.    “Alright.” He pulled over.    I climbed out of the car. “Thank you Kyle.”    “If the authorities find you, I didn't help you, ok? Don't tell them about me.”    “I understand.” I nodded then I walked off towards the ship's.    A bit down the way there was a ship with a sign out front. The sign said “ABDL Booze Cruise" with a picture of a diapered frog cartoon. I knew that was what I was looking for. I stepped on the gangplank and walked up.    A man was standing at the entry. “Tickets please?” He said.    “I'm a… friend of Barney's.” I whispered.    “Come aboard.” He stepped aside.    I finally stepped onto the ship then I walked to the front deck where a bunch of what appeared to be actual ABDL’s were dancing in diapers and onesies. Some had pacifiers, others had stuffies. Everybody was having a great time, swinging around and grinding on each other.    “Hey kiddo.” A large man in a purple suit said to me, “How's that diaper doing?” He grabbed my butt to check me and I didn't even flinch.    “Dry and clean sir.” I told him.    “It’s not, cutie.” He ruffled my hair, “Tell you what. You don't seem like the right clientele for this part of the ship tho. You may enjoy a room inside better.”    “Oh, thank you.” I said.    He took my hand and pulled me in doors and below deck. “So I assume you don't have your chome on you.”    “That's right.” I confirmed.    “Alright. So you can't come above deck until we're in international waters. The coastguard can't know you're here.”    “Absolutely. I understand.”    “Now once we get to the island we'll set you up with temporary housing. You'll have to find a job and get your own place eventually though.”    “Thank you. Absolutely I will.”    “For now just sit tight and try to make some friends. It'll be easier if you've already got a clique before you get to the island.”    With that the large man left and I looked out at the room. I saw a cluster of women sitting on a corner couch. They were laughing and hanging off of each other.   “Lesbians?” I wondered. Then I walked straight over.    The closer I grew the more nervous I became until I walked right up and stood there silently, listening to their conversation.    A gorgeous black woman with a giant afro and beige crop top was laughing as she spoke “So anyway, my mommy tells that man that he ‘better get out of this house before’ she ‘paints the walls with his brain.’ She was the real territorial type, but I suppose it saved me. So who knows.” She grew quiet as she was deep in thought, before she looked up at me. “Hi!” She said.    “Hi!” my voice cracked as I smiled awkwardly. “I'm Jess.” I barely squeaked out.    “I'm Oshun.” She said confidently, “You wanna come have a seat next to me?” She asked.    I nodded and scampered over to her, then quickly sat down. She put her hand on my knee and moved over to smell me. “You smell terrible.” She said with a vocal fry, “You must've just run today, didn't you?”    “Yeah. It's only been about three hours since I escaped my daycare.”    “Did your mommy dress you in those clothes?”    “No. I stole them off a clothes line.”    Oshun laughed and covered her face with her hand. “Perfect. Why're you still wearing a diaper?”    “They didn't have any panties on the line.”    “So take it off.” She said, “Most of us are going commando right now.”    A petit Asian woman spoke up, “We have to be. For most of us it's only been days since we escaped.”    “I'm sorry.” I mumbled.    “Hey, it's no worry. We're free now. We're going to Adult Baby Island. We're gonna be grown ups again. Get jobs and cater to ABDL customers. It's an independent nation.”    “Thanks.” I smiled softly as my heart wanted a little.    “You can wear a diaper if you want to.” The Asian woman said.    “I don't want to. It's just… isn't it immoral to remove your own diaper?”    “No sweetheart.” Oshun explained, It is in our culture because the government wants to keep people like us down. But the fact is for most of human history unpottytrained adults changed themselves.”   “Wow. I never thought about it, but I guess that's true.” I was mesmerized by her wisdom.    “So what’d’ya say? How about as a tiny act of rebellion you take off that diaper and go commando with the rest of us.”    I breathed in deeply and then out. “Ok.” I said, then I stood up and reached down my pants, ripping the tapes off of my diaper. It felt thrilling yet terrifying. All my life I had known this to be wrong.    “WEDGIE!” The giant woman shouted and she pulled up on the diaper from the back, ripping it straight out of my pants. “You're free, big girl.” She smiled wide.    “It feels so weird. I've been a baby in diapers for three years.” I told them as I moved around feeling my new range of motion.    Oshun looked concerned. “I'm sorry. That must've been really hard. I was only stuck in that life for 8 months and even that was too much.    “A year and a half.” Said the Asian woman.    “13 months.” Said a bulky one.    “Wow. So I've been trapped the longest…” my mind drifted off to all the horrors I had experienced.    Oshun snapped me back to reality, “I just hope your potty training hasn't deteriorated in all that time. Look at this diaper, it's soaked.” She said, then she balled it up and tossed it aside.    “Shit, can that happen?” I felt a shock of terror.    “Yeah, and potty training’s super hard to relearn as an adult.”    “Shiiiiit.” I groaned and dragged my hands down my face.    Oshun put her hand on my shoulder. “Hey, don't worry.” She whistled a long and solitary note as her lips began to glow with a white light.    I felt myself relax and slump back against the couch. “Y-you’re a magic user.”    “I was a priest before I got demoted. But when you're unfailingly loyal, your Deity never turns their back on you.” She said calmly.    “If I do end up not being potty trained can you fix that?” I asked.    “No, sorry. Lack of potty training is a skill issue, not a health problem. I could cure a diaper rash or a UTI. But I can't fix that.”    “Oh. Well, thanks for calming me down.” I said.    Oshun bent forward and hugged me, “Of course.”    “What did the rest of you do before you were demoted?”    “I was a programmer.” The Asian girl said. “I'm Azumi.”     “I was a pro rugby player.” The tall butch woman said. “I'm Duke.”   “I was a park ranger. Rescuing people stranded in the woods and taking down poachers. The reason I got demoted to babyhood was because they said I used excessive force when arresting a poacher. He was picking off a field full of deer. He had already killed 6 of them by the time I got there.”    “6 deer.” Oshun gasped, “Nobody can eat 6 deer. He was just killing for fun.”    “Exactly.” I said solemnly.    Oshun rubbed my back. “You didn't deserve to be demoted at all.”    “What got the rest of you demoted?” I asked.    “Tax Evasion and Crypto Scams.” Izumi said.    “I beat up a guy hard in a bar fight.” Duke said.    “I incited a riot at a hate rally and caved in a Nazi’s skull with a brick.” Oshun said proudly.    “Holy shit! That's awesome!” I clapped my hands.    Oshun smiled proudly.    We talked for quite a while longer and in time the ship took off. We were moving fast and could hear partying going on above deck.    It wasn't much longer until the man in the purple suit came back inside and shouted, “Alright everyone, we're in international waters! You can come outside.”   

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