Left in the kids' area of the pool Sam needs to find a place she can hide. She manages to find just such a place until she is found by someone she hadn't ever expected to see again. --- My writing is my passion and my income. I'm only able to write as much as I do because of the wonderful support from my subscribers. With the ABDL purge on Patreon hurting my income dramatically I have set up a couple of alternatives. If you enjoy my work and want to support me there has never been a time where I need it more. For $5 you can see every update to my stories one week before anyone else and for $10 you get early access PLUS access to 50+ stories EXCLUSIVE to subscribers. There are other rewards and tiers available including discounted commissions. To find out more please consider visiting one of my subscription sites. Prices, rewards and everything else are the same across both https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy Thank you for reading and supporting me and my work ❤️ --- The door to the changing room was opened and Sam’s hand was taken. She waddled out of the changing room into the noise of the swimming pool. Despite being so much calmer about it all now she still cringed as she looked around at other people. She saw a group of girls in sexy bikinis walking nearby. They started going up some stairs to a waterslide, something Sam had never experienced despite being roughly the same age as them. Whilst they could do whatever they liked she was stuck in the baby pool surrounded by toddlers. “Right, you have a nice little splash with the other babies.” Karen said as she let go of Sam’s hand, “I’ll be nearby if you need a change or anything.” Sam didn’t want Karen to go. It was like the Midforest employee was her one link with the adult world, a strand that was fraying all the time. Her friends were nowhere near, the only person who knew she wasn’t actually a baby was walking away to the other side of the baby play area. Sam looked around and felt incredibly alone, there were plenty of small children around but she was obviously different to them. Not knowing what to do and being anxious not to draw the attention of the other children or their parents Sam started to walk over to the pirate ship inflatable. She’d barely taken a couple of hesitant steps when a couple of young boys, who nevertheless towered over her, ran past. Each of their steps caused water to splash up. Sam squealed as the cool water covered her lower half. She hadn’t acclimatised to the water temperature yet, it was cold! Sam continued to the entrance to the inflatable. There was a lot of children here. On the plus side that meant she could disappear into the crowd easily, on the negative side it meant she was around a lot of the loud children and being smaller than a lot of them she was pushed around a little. It wasn’t intentional but it was certainly annoying. A boy about twice Sam’s height spun around quickly to talk to his friend as he did so he bumped into Sam who fell against the side of the inflatable. “Steven!” A mother standing nearby chided her young son, “Watch out for the little one.” “Sorry…” Steven said carelessly to Sam before going back to his friend. “Are you alright, sweetie?” The young mother asked Sam. Sam didn’t think the woman would understand how she was feeling even if she had hours to explain it. She shyly nodded her head and, seeing an opportunity, scrambled on to the inflatable before anyone could say anything else. Thanks to the inflatable’s bouncy and uneven ground Sam found it a lot easier to crawl inside even if it meant she was nearly stepped on a couple of times. As the giant inflatable walls enclosed her the sounds of the rest of the swimming pool seemed somewhat dulled. It was like a madhouse. This seemed to be a domain the children ruled as there were no parents or adults in sight. Boys and girls were running, bouncing, playing and rough housing as Sam sat near the corner and watched. She almost felt like she had entered a parallel world that was ruled by kids. She crawled to a corner, slipping and sliding over the wet floor as children bounced and knocked her this way and that. She used the wall to climb up to her feet and looked around. The inflatable was very large and full of activities and things to do. It was like a floating playground with lots to explore, Sam was sure she’d have loved it as a kid but as an adult in a vulnerable position she just wanted to get somewhere safe and quiet. She started slowly making her way through the obstacles, her butt swaying behind her as she waddled around the air-filled columns, through the small tunnels and over low bridges. Twice Sam was bowled into by children racing through the activity centre and each time she landed heavily on her rear end. “Watch where you’re going!” Sam yelled the second time it happened. No one listened to her. Even if the children in this Lord of the Flies-esque atmosphere were willing to listen it wouldn’t be to a “baby” as they saw her. All she could do was try to carefully make her way through. The end of the inflatable had the main attraction of the whole thing. A big slope acted as a slide with water being pumped up over it to make it more slippery, it ended in a shallow pool area where the kids could climb out and go back to the start of the inflatable to go again. Just before this slide there were a couple of corners with little dips. Sam saw one and practically dived into it. Thanks to its position and the excitement of the slide it seemed very few of the children even bothered to look round to the relatively quiet spot Sam was now sat in. Aside from an inch of cold water at the bottom it was actually fairly comfortable. For Sam this was good enough. She would be happy to sit there until she could leave, unfortunately for her that presumably wouldn’t be until the children’s area closed in the evening. It would be a long time and her friends would worry but she really didn’t want to be stuck with all the children. Sam couldn’t quite relax in her spot but she was happy enough to be out of the way. If nothing else it allowed her to get her bearings. She hadn’t planned on wearing a diaper and yet she found herself in one anyway, with a bit of a jolt she noticed that a vast majority of the kids running around were not padded. Occasionally some of the children would look back and see her but she was left alone, at that point that was all she wanted. “Hello.” Sam had been lying down in her little dip when she heard a young girl’s voice very close by. She lifted her head and saw a familiar girl who couldn’t have been much older than six looking down at her with a tilted head. Water dripped off the child on to the inflatable, some of it forming a river and invading Sam’s hiding place. It was Alice. The girl Sam had met at the end of the “treetop” obstacle course, the one who had been nice to her when she’d had an accident. “Hi…” Sam said bluntly. She hoped Alice would pick up on her hostility and leave her alone. “What are you doing?” Alice asked. Sam was overcome with a feeling of shame. She didn’t feel like she could admit to this child that she was hiding in a corner. She shrugged her shoulders and looked away hoping the girl would lose interest. “Are you scared?” Alice asked. “No.” Sam quickly retorted. Sam turned away from the girl and faced the side of the inflatable. She crossed her legs and folded her arms in front of her. After a few seconds she looked over her shoulder to see the girl was still there, she was certainly persistent and didn’t seem to care about the social cues telling her to leave Sam alone! “I was scared the first time.” Alice said, “It’s a tall slide. It was like you with the monkey bars…” “I’m not scared!” Sam replied without turning around. A couple of seconds later Sam felt the floor next to her sag as Alice came and sat next to her. Sam turned away again, she knew she was acting like a petulant child but she wanted to be left alone. The last thing she needed was some kid annoying her as she tried to hide away. The girl didn’t say anything which was somehow only annoying Sam even more. “Are you on your own?” Alice asked eventually. “Yes.” Sam replied after a little think. Whilst technically at the pool with friends they were nowhere to be seen and she certainly felt alone. “Where’s your mommy or daddy?” Alice continued. “I don’t…” Sam was about to say she didn’t have a “mommy”, she had a mother who was back at home. Sam felt her stomach do a flip as she thought about what her mom would think of her if she saw what Sam had been doing on her vacation. “Huh?” Alice asked when Sam trailed off. “She’s in the big pool.” Sam finally said. Her cheeks blushed furiously as she thought about Nina. “Mine too.” Alice said, “I have to stay in this stupid place.”’ For the first time, Sam was intrigued. She slowly turned around so she was facing the slide just like the small child who had joined her. Alice was scowling slightly as she wiped some of the water off the front of her costume. Sam thought that if she had been an actual child this area would’ve been fantastic. She would’ve wanted to go to the pool every single day. “Stupid?” Sam asked. “I hate being in here with all these kids.” Alice replied as she looked around at the children she was barely older than, “I wish I could just be a grown up so I can do the fun things out there.” “Being an adult isn’t so great…” Sam said before she could top herself. Her eyes widened and she looked at her young companion, “I mean, I don’t think it would be anyway.” “Why not?” Alice asked curiously. “It’s just… stressful. I mean, I think it would be.” Sam was not good at concealing the truth but thankfully her audience wasn’t good on picking it up either, “College, work, taxes, bills and having to worry about how other people see you and stuff.” “At least they can do whatever they want.” Alice said. “But look at what we get.” Sam said, “They don’t have anything as fun and cool as this pirate ship. There’s loads of cool stuff for kids that adults don’t get to do.” Sam hadn’t expected to warm up to this young girl and she certainly hadn’t expected to be extolling how good being a kid was. She didn’t regret her words though. It was true that despite trying desperately to be an adult for as long as she could remember Sam had never really thought about what being one really meant. She was coming to the realisation that having spent all her formative years being as responsible as possible she hadn’t really had the childhood she wanted. She had never allowed herself to enjoy things like the very inflatable she was now on for fear of being seen as a child, even when she WAS a child! Alice stood up again and turned to face Sam. She held out her hand and smiled. After some hesitation Sam reached out her hand and was helped to her feet. The girl didn’t let go of her hand. “Then let’s slide!” The girl said, “Come on, it’s super fun!” Before Sam knew what was happening Alice was hurrying to the slide area and pulling Sam behind her. A second later she was on the edge of the steep slide with her new friend next to her. From up here the slide seemed a lot taller and although Sam didn’t think she would be scared she was suddenly feeling a little nervous. “We’ll go together.” Alice said. She sat down on the edge and Sam followed suit, “Three… Two…” Sam wasn’t ready. The girl had barely finished saying “two” when she launched forwards and down the slide pulling Sam behind her. With a yelp, Sam started sliding with her arms and legs flying wide apart. It had looked like she was high in the air but after just a second of sliding the gradient started to flatten until she was in the water. She felt like she’d just skipped like a stone over water as she slowly climbed to her feet. Sam’s heart was hammering as she reached up and started wiping the water out of her eyes. She couldn’t help but smile as felt the water dripping down her body. She started to laugh despite herself. Alice was right, it had been fun! “Sam?” A familiar voice came from nearby. “Nina!” Sam’s eyes lit up. --- If you want to find out what happens next you can do so RIGHT NOW at either of the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/lplyymi677/chapter/52ea7b25-06e7-4630-b31a-38fcaa15411d https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1305046

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I'll share my ABDL 'coming out' story because I waited too long to tell my ex-boyfriend and it's something I wish I did a lot sooner that I hope helps. I told my ex-boyfriend after 3 going on 4 years that I was into diapers and being babied. It was a conversation I broached when we were talking about kinks and I was living life in thinking I could *maybe* skip needing to live out ABDL fantasies... I was very wrong, naive and was lying to myself. It got to a point that I was depressed because I thought no one would ever love me for the real me that I kept hidden, even though I was in a really good relationship. After 3 years of overthinking, I told my ex. My ex was actually super great about it and accepted who I was, they even helped in diapering me once. The ex wasn't upset at me(surprisingly) about hiding for so long. I think it was out of the blue for them, but it was accepted. I think I went about it with confidence and saying the word 'diaper' in the mirror a few times to make myself more confident lol. Also, it was tough to say the whole disclaimers of ABDL. Before I told my ex, I told myself, "If he doesn't accept me, then he's not the person I should be with." Luckily my ex did, but I found that if he didn't, then maybe it would be for a reason. I ended up breaking up with him a year after telling him my secret. The reason we broke up wasn't because I kept this massive secret, it was because we just weren't compatible as far as what we wanted in life. Also, I found that dating my ex, who was pretty much 90% vanilla, my little self would never feel fully loved, cared for and validated because my ex just didn't care nor tried- even when I expressed that it was important to me. I'm someone who enjoys things if it's mutual enjoyment too and although I explained this part of me to them- it seems like they didn't fully get it nor care to do anything with the ABDL stuff unless I asked and I barely asked because I was ashamed still. TBH I can't blame them for not putting in effort for something I didn't share for 3 years though. I've heard of other stories that a vanilla person converts/tries and puts in effort, just my ex didn't care too and that would never be enough for me in a longterm relationship. Altogether, I wish I said something sooner because I do feel like I wasted their time & my own since it was ultimately myself that decided things would never work longterm BUT the timing to me must have been for a reason as I met my husband months after his breakup with his ex-girlfriend as well. All this to say, there was a happy ending to my story(I wouldn't share if not haha)! I ended up finding my now Daddy and husband on Fetlife in a city near where I lived 4 years ago. We dated a month after my breakup, I moved in with him after a year together, was proposed too and we married last year. We've done so many fun ABDL things, lived out many of our fantasies and I couldn't imagine a life without him. Things sometimes workout for the best, I'd like to believe!

Have you openly talked about your fetish with your wife?  Have you ever taken the time to ask her about her "unconventional" interests?  This issue comes up a lot on this site, and as several have observed above, the only real question is whether you broach the topic at a time and place of your choosing, or have it explode in your face when you aren't prepared to deal with it.  Marriages become hollow shells once trust is lost, and there are few things that will end trust quite as spectacularly as lying to your partner about something that goes this deep into your personality.  

I let my wife find them when I left them out “accidentally on purpose” because I was too chicken to just bring it up. It started a discussion and here we are today years later.