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Here's the third chapter in just two days. Enjoy! Chapter 7: Anette is Doing Well A month after Anette and Stef moved to Korndamst, Anette started taking riding lessons again at a riding school outside town. Being able to resume one of the activities she had enjoyed before her mother died meant a lot to her, and she became noticeably happier. Two girls from her riding class became her best friends. She and Cecilie often rode their bikes to and from the riding school together. They frequently ended up at one of their houses after their weekly lesson. Sometimes Beatrice came along, too. They talked, listened to music, and did other things together. They also did their homework together and helped each other with schoolwork. If they had chores to do around the house, they did those together as well. They were often invited to stay for dinner before biking home. As promised, Helene gave Anette beginner guitar lessons. Anette practiced but found it difficult. She learned a few tunes that she sang and played along to, but she never got very good at it. She gave up playing in seventh grade, when she had a lot of other things going on. Anette was still interested in birds, but she wasn’t as active in that area anymore. Now that she was living in a family with six children, they had less time to go on birding trips. She knew many common and easily recognizable species, but she found it difficult to identify new species using only her field guide, and she didn’t know any other birdwatchers, so her interest gradually faded. Unexpectedly, birdwatching returned in seventh grade when she began taking biology in school. Her biology teacher was an avid ornithologist and regularly invited his students on birdwatching trips. About five to eight students from seventh through ninth grade participated. The teacher and some of the parents drove them. The teacher could explain what to look for to identify rare bird species and had extra binoculars he lent to students who didn’t have their own. Anette dug out her old birdwatching notebook and recorded many new species in it during her final years of elementary school. In eighth grade, when she was 14 years old, she got a part-time job at the riding school. She worked two hours, three times a week after school. Her duties mainly consisted of saddling and preparing ponies for beginner classes, removing the saddles and tack after class and grooming the ponies. In between, she mucked out and spread fresh bedding. As an employee, she was allowed to ride some of the riding school's horses for free. She loved working with the horses. It often felt more like a pleasure than work. Mucking out was harder work, but she took it in stride, since it also contributed to the animals’ well-being. Helene and Mikkel made it clear to her that she could only keep the job if it didn’t interfere with her schoolwork. That turned out not to be a problem. Anette did her homework diligently every evening after dinner, and on weekends when she had larger assignments. After ninth grade, she continued her studies at Korndamst High School. School days were now longer and there was more homework, so she stopped working at the riding school. Cecilie had also started high school, and the two of them often met after school to spend time together and help each other with homework. She started noticing boys in high school and began dating. However, none of the relationships were serious or lasted very long. Anette found many of the boys her age immature. She gradually realized that she wanted an intelligent boyfriend she could have serious conversations with, but she also liked deciding what they would do and felt most comfortable with boys who were happy to go along with her. She also tried dating girls a couple of times. She enjoyed their company and they made her feel good, but she wasn’t attracted to them in the same way she was to boys. During her third and final year of high school, Anette turned 18 and officially became an adult. She gained access to her share of her mother’s inheritance, which had been divided between her and Stef. The largest portion came from the sale of the house where they had lived when Heidi died. Heidi hadn’t been wealthy, but it was still a significant amount of money for an 18-year-old high school student. Now, she had to decide what to do as an adult.

Joey about to be very confused, but hope it works as well as mom thinks it will. Joey needs a break from things. 

Thanks for your answer It is great for you that you like your adult life. Everybody is different I am very happy to be a baby 24/7 - i miss nothing

lol. lmao even. there are anime protagonists less dense than Gabby. Granted with their one track mind they kinda are.

okay, you could argue i was basically asking for it, but i still didn’t plan on messing myself.  i’ve picked up the habit of wearing and wetting diapers in public whenever i can. it’s comfortable and convinient, and also incredibly exciting, however this safety started to make me ignore my urges - if i need to pee i can just let go, and if i need to mess, i don’t look for a bathroom right away, since i’m pretty good at holding it. this bit me in the ass today, as i was hanging out in a park after some shopping, sipping a coffee. i’ve been dribbling into my diaper and ignoring my urge to poop for hours, getting lost in my book, until a cramp hit, the kind where you know you’re doomed. i felt like i was gonna burst if i move, but after clenching hard and weighing my options, i sat up and started packing my things. i thought i can maybe make it to the toilet, until i stood up and poop just forced it’s way out of me. i was in a tucked away part of the park, dressed in a skirt that i’m sure hid my diaper completely, but i still felt so embarassed. knowing i genuinely could not stop myself from messing my diapers is really a different experience, it made me feel so helpless in the best way possible.  with some newfound bravery, i decided to just stand there and push as much out as i can, before beelineing for the nearest toilet. feeling logs of poop shift between my legs made me so insanely flustered, but it was so welcome. thankfully, i always carry a change of diapers and a pack of wet wipes, so i was quickly cleaned up and dry. i ended up staying for a while more, wetting my diaper and reading like usual, but i paid much more attention to my body. i don’t know if i’d dare to do it again, even in a public place without people, i don’t wanna get any stranger involved in my kink, of course, but it was still a super exciting experience!