Baby Talk

Yes, being normal is hard at first, then after a while you get the hang of it. (Was that the question?) 😁

Had a Cushies Ultra earlier thoroughly soaked. Now in a Classico V1.

Chapter 2: Pottys are YUCKY! I entered my bedroom and began playing with my dollhouse.  The dollhouse was two stories, and it had a full family.  A mommy, a daddy, a brother, a sister, and a little baby.  I had the mommy and daddy make lunch for the family while baby was sitting in the highchair.  The brother and sister was sitting in the living room, on a toy couch watching TV. All of a sudden, Randy came running into my room and he snatched the baby!  He did the same thing during Christmas in Indiana, and I hated it. Just as Randy was about to run out of my room with the baby from my dollhouse, Jake was standing there, looking annoyed. “Give it back…” he ordered.  “Don’t you have anything better to do than pick on Macy?  Leave her alone!”  Jake took the baby out of Randy’s hand and gave it back to me.  Jake was my hero.  He was my good older brother that was always nice to me and rescuing my dollhouse baby doll was the latest good deed to add to the list. He gave Randy a sly smile.  “If you leave her alone, I’ll let you have dibs on my Nintendo Switch!” Randy gasped.  “Can I play Super Mario Odyssey?” Jake nodded.  “As much as you want.  Just leave her alone.” Randy jumped for joy.  “Yay!” He then turned to me and my dollhouse.  “Sorry Macy.  Didn’t mean to take your doll.  Besides, dolls are for GIRLs anyway…”  He marched out of the room with Jake, excited that he got to play his video game. I continued playing with my doll house for the next few hours, and then thought about today.  Why was it so special?  My mommy told me that it was New Year’s Eve this morning but why was it New Year’s Eve?  All I knew about it was that the grown-ups liked to stay up late and play.  But they always made a lot of noise.  They were not worried about Phoebe, as she could sleep through anything.  I was never bothered by it either.  All I know is that the adults always freak out every time a new year begins.  I never understood why they did that.  Were they afraid of the old year dying?  That created another question that I couldn’t answer.  Should I be afraid of the years dying?  Is there a way of making the years not die and feel better?  My daddy is a surgeon so maybe he could figure out a way to make the years feel better.  Then the adults wouldn’t have to scream when the years die. Just as I was having mommy and daddy prepare dinner in the dollhouse, I began to smell some food that was cooking from downstairs.  My two older brothers were on the third floor, while both I and Phoebe were on the second floor with mommy and daddy.  Even from here, I could smell the food.  As I had my dollhouse mommy put a turkey into the toy oven, I felt a soft pat on my back.  I looked up and it was mommy. “Macy?” My mommy said.  “Me and daddy just made some yummy snacks.  Pigs in a blanket and spinach dip! My face lit up when mommy mentioned pigs in a blanket. I LOVED pigs in a blanket and tried to eat as many of those piggies as possible.  Spinach dip didn’t excite me too much.  While I hated the yucky spinach, I would eat the spinach if it was in spinach dip.  There was just something about the other ingredients that made it more yummy. I left my bedroom, holding my mommy’s hand.  Since I was in a playful mood, I swung our arms around and around.  My mommy cut out my fun after a few seconds of this. “Macy,” My mommy ordered.  “Stop playing with mommy’s hands.  Today isn’t the day to do this…” We walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, where various trays of different snacks were sitting on the kitchen island, protected by round marble trivets.  I saw all the yummy pigs in the blanket and got very excited.  I almost reached for one when my mommy yanked my arm back. “Sweetie,” my mommy said.  “Let mommy make you a plate and you can eat them at the table, okay?” I nodded with an anxious sigh.  I then waited for my mommy to prepare a plate of those pigs in the blanket that I was ready to devour.  Mommy let me decide how many I wanted so I waited until there was nine on my paper plate.  There was still plenty more on the tray, so it didn’t worry mommy that much.  She then gave a generous squirt of ketchup on the plate and sat it in the nearby dining room, where a few guests were enjoying their snacks.  Mommy guided me to my seat, which had a booster cushion on a chair so that I could reach the table.  Mommy sat me on the cushion, and I began devouring those piggies.  One little piggy, two little piggies, three little piggies…I kept going until I ate six of them. When I was holding up the seventh one, I was starting to feel full.  My mommy, who was talking to the guests (just a couple of mommy and daddy’s close friends), noticed that I was done and took the plate away from me.  She took the pig in the blanket that I was holding and sat it on the plate. “You didn’t even get to try the spinach dip…” my mommy sighed.  “Maybe you’ll be able to try it later when you’re hungry again.” Daddy and the other adults were playing in another room, leaving both Jake and Randy in the living room, enjoying the Nintendo Switch.  Randy was playing a game of Super Mario Odyssey and Jake was player 2.  Phoebe was sitting in her playpen nearby, mashing different buttons on her music activity table.  She giggled with delight as she heard all the different notes from the mini piano.  I watched my little sister play for a while and occasionally snuck glances at the TV screen to see a little man with a red hat jump all over the place.  That game looked a lot of fun, but since I have never played a video game before, I would have no idea what the buttons would do.  I happily sauntered over to the couch where my two older brothers were playing and glanced at the controller that Randy was holding.  “That looks fun!” I shouted.  “Can I play?” Randy gave me a scowl.  “Really Macy?  You have never played a video game before.” But my good brother Jake jabbed Randy in the arm.  “Just let Macy play for a little while.  You can play again when she’s finished.  How about you see what Phoebe is doing while she’s playing?” My meanie brother let out a deep sigh and sat his controller down.  In frustration, he stomped his feet all the way over to where Phoebe was still in her playpen, enjoying her toys. Jake then changed some things on the menu to make it one player and handed me the black controller after he unpaused the game. “Here Macy.  I will watch you play.  Have fun!” I clutched the controller in my hand and moved the stick around.  This made the little man in blue overalls walk around in different directions.  After that, I pressed all the different buttons.  One made him throw his red cap.  Another button made him jump.  He made a funny sound every time he jumped so I kept pressing the jump button over and over and over.  It was so funny to hear the man make all these funny noises, so this made me giggle a whole lot. Randy turned his face from watching Phoebe and grinned at me.  “Macy, you better not laugh too hard, or you’ll pee yourself.” At this, I gasped.  I caught myself in mid-giggle as I felt a couple drops of pee touch my underwear.  But I clenched in my bladder muscles and ran to the nearest bathroom, which was by the living room.  I closed the door and climbed up the step stool and onto my Baby Minnie Mouse soft toilet seat that sat on top of the regular toilet seat.  I pulled my pants down and unclenched my bladder muscles.  All of the pee that would’ve come out from my laughter immediately emptied into the toilet.  That was a close call.  As mean as my older brother Randy was, he was right.  Just a couple of weeks after my fourth birthday, my grandparents came to visit.  In the living room, my grandpa sat on the floor and placed me in his lap.  He then began tickling my belly.  I began to giggle.  Then, he began to tickle me in my most ticklish spot: my feet.  As he tickled away at my feet, I began to giggle so hard that I peed myself.  Since I was wearing a skirt, I ended up peeing all over grandpa’s lap.  Despite how embarrassing it was, my grandpa took it like a good sport. I got up from the Baby Minnie Mouse soft toilet seat and glanced at all the yellow that was in the toilet.  But then I noticed all the streaks of brown that were caked all around the inside of the toilet bowl.  I stuck my tongue out in disgust.  I just finished peeing in THAT?  I used some toilet paper to wipe my area and cautiously dropped it into the icky toilet.  I carefully grabbed the handle and flushed the toilet.  “Pottys are YUCKY!” I shouted.  Then a terrifying thought filled my mind.  If pottys are yucky, then wouldn’t the one upstairs also be yucky?  If pottys were this gross, then I never wanted to use another potty again.  Just the thought of sitting on a disgusting potty seat now made me afraid. I glanced down to inspect my Anna and Elsa Frozen underwear.  Because I nearly peed myself in the living room, I noticed a few wet spots on my underwear.  Each wet spot was about the size of an M&M.  Then another thought haunted me.  If I can’t use the potty anymore, then I can’t have any more M&M’s… But then a sudden realization hit me that made me gasp.  If I couldn’t use the potty anymore, then the only other place that I could go would be in my diaper.  But my mommy only puts me in diapers at night!  This meant that I would have to hold it in until it was time for bed.  Mommy would then put the diaper on me, and I would be good to go. I got up on another stool and washed my hands.  When I returned to the living room, I decided not to play any more of the video game as that little man’s funny noises would make me laugh again, and I could have another accident. Both Randy and Jake were playing when I got back.  When Randy saw me approach the couch, he sighed. “Macy, do you want to play again?” he sighed. I shook my head.  “No!  I wanna watch!” I watched my two older brothers play their game and then glanced over at the playpen.  Phoebe was gone.  I’m guessing that my mommy must have gotten her ready for bed early. All of a sudden, mommy entered the room. “Macy!” my mommy smiled.  “There you are!  Are you a little hungry?  Let’s get some spinach dip and something to drink before I get you ready for bed.  Okay?” I nodded and walked with mommy into the kitchen.  She prepared a small plate of spinach dip with just three crackers.  I scooped the spinach dip into the crackers and ate all three.  It was good, but not nearly as good as the pigs in the blanket I had earlier. While I was sitting in my booster cushion, mommy sat down a princess Belle cup full of milk.  I drank the whole cup in a few gulps and let out a contented sigh.  “Ah…” I sighed in a quiet whisper. My mommy then led me upstairs to get me ready for bed.  Mommy guided my hands up and down as she helped me brush my teeth.  After that, she undressed me and herself and we took a shower.  As we showered, she bathed me, named all the parts that I needed to wash so that I could shower myself someday.  Her goal was for me to bathe myself by my fifth birthday. After the shower, she dried me off and we went to my bedroom.  I glanced at the open sack of Size 3 Pampers Swaddlers Overnights diapers, hoping that my mommy would notice the open sack and put me in a new diaper.  Instead, my mommy had a glazed look on her face.  She ran into the bathroom and got the Anna and Elsa frozen underwear that I wore that day.  Fortunately, all the spots of pee were dry, so she didn’t notice them. But she began to guide my feet through the underwear, and she pulled them up to my waist.  This was something that I could’ve done myself, but my mommy was doing it for me.  She then got out my polyester Minnie Mouse footed blanket sleeper.  It was hot pink with red, white, and baby pink polka dots.  Minnie Mouse was hanging out on the right side just below the right armpit.  My mommy zipped me up in the sleeper and then snapped the oblong baby pink safety flap at the top near the collar to keep the zipper down and in place.  She then placed me in my bed and sloppily tucked me in.  She then gave me a quick kiss good night and staggered forward before making slow paces out of my bedroom.   She slowly but firmly closed the door. I glanced down at my abdomen and gasped.  My mommy didn’t do it.  She didn’t put me in my diaper like she was supposed to.  Why did she forget?  Mommy always remembered to put a diaper on me every night.  Since I was born, I have never once at night gone to bed without wearing a diaper.  What am I going to do?  While I knew how to dress myself.  I have never tried to put a diaper on myself before.  And while I could easily unzip my footed sleeper, I would have great difficulty in trying to get it back on.  While the zipper would be easy, I could never get the unzipped sleeper on properly. But then I felt extremely tired.  My eyelids squinted and I fell asleep. “10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” The grown-up’s New Year’s countdown to zero like last year once again woke me up.  But all of a sudden, I felt sopping wet.  I sat up, pulled back the bed sheets, and gasped. Where I was laying, a large wet spot was in the center of the bed.  Then I felt my abdomen and gasped.  My mommy forgot to put a diaper on me and as a result, I wet the bed.  Now I have wet my bed before when my diaper leaked, but that doesn’t happen very often. I sat back down in my pee-soaked bed and suddenly remembered the yucky potties that sent chills up my spine.  With such a horrible accident like this, I didn’t want to wear my underwear anymore.  This gave me an idea.  If I kept peeing and pooping in my underwear, perhaps mommy would put me back in diapers again.  This happened before during my potty training, so I think that I’ll try it again.  I unsnapped the safety flap that guarded the zipper at the collar and then unzipped my footed sleeper.  I glanced down at my Anna and Elsa Frozen underwear that I could see because of the faint glow that came from the night light.  Both Anna and Elsa were soaked because I “let it go, let it go”.  I took a good look at my big girl underwear because I knew that it was only a matter of time before I was done wearing them.  No more pottys.  They’re gross.  They’re icky.  They’re yucky.  They’re scary.  Pottys are yucky, but diapers are better.  I wanted my diapers again, but this time, I wanted them for good.

Disclaimer:  The following chapter contains only a fictitious account of a CAPCon event.  Any real life events that match the events in this story (i.e. character names, class names, or event names) are purely coincidental. Chapter 15 : My First CAPCon! (Part 1) So what now?  Are we there?  Are we at CAPCon?  I can hear you all squealing, my JJ Cozy Crinkle Diapered Fam.  Those words.  “Are we there yet?  Are we there yet?”  Not yet, my JJ Little Besties.  We’re getting close, but we are not quite at CAPCon yet. Why?  Why wait any longer to visit the wonderful ABDL paradise where Littles can come and go as they please?  Here’s why, my lovely littles.  This is my story, and we will get there when I address everything else that’s worth mentioning first.  Are we good?  Okay.  Now pop in that pacie (or bottle full of milkys if you have filled one up) and listen to Mommy Jill share with you her story about her very first CAPCon. To keep you from wondering about what happened on the eve of Valentine’s Day, nothing much happened.  Gary dropped me off at Metro City Apartments and took me to 2202.  To my surprise, I actually managed to beat Jen home.  It looked like Joey was giving her a very romantic Valentine’s Day, as they were not yet home from their date yet.  Feeling tired, I didn’t want to wait for my sister to come home, so I went right to bed.  I changed out of my red dress and into my white Little for Big onesie with blue clouds, yellow crescent moons, yellow stars, yellow and blue Z’s, and blue sleeves with white polka dots and yellow marking the outer seam of the whole onesie, including the opening in the crotch with the three plastic buttons.  And this was the only onesie that I owned that had additional plastic buttons running from the collar of the onesie all the way down to the crotch.  I only ever put on my onesie once with all the buttons, but I found it much easier to stick my head and neck through the crotch area and to put the onesie on like a shirt, and then snap the three crotch buttons after I was in a fresh diaper.  I liked how all of the crotches of the onesies also serve as a diaper cover.  I now had on a cutesy star and moon onesie, so I was ready to sleep.  I just needed my baa baa full of milky.  I filled my pink Simba bottle with milk and clipped my pacie clip on the collar of my onesie.  No sooner did I finish my bottle and sat it down than I began to fall down a black hole directly into little space.  I could no longer speak a single word that night.  I began to loudly coo as I stuck the pacifier in my mouth.  I flailed my legs wildly and made several futile attempts to form words.  All I could manage was nonsensical baby babble. While this was going on, I was completely unaware that my bladder was emptying.  The dinner that I ate that night was also catching up, so I loudly broke wind and released a large load of poop into my diaper.  But none of this even mattered to me at this point.  That night, my adulthood was gone.  I was a baby again.  A baby that helplessly messed her diaper with no one to change her.  At this, I began to loudly wail.  But with no one to come and change me, I ended up crying myself to sleep. I woke up in the morning to catch a sudden whiff that served as a reminder of the massive mess that I made in my diaper the night before.  It happened again.  I fell into my baby trance and there was no way for me to escape it. The house was silent, as I could only guess that Jen had already gone off to work and never once woke me up.  Perhaps she could smell the mess from the door and didn’t want to interrupt my rest.  The first thing that I did was get on my changing mat and take care of my messy diaper. That day, I managed to finally finish Super Mario Odyssey.  On the stream, I got all the coins needed to buy the rest of the 999 Power Moons that I needed to 100% complete the game.  Every last collectable moon was obtained, but not without a lot of frustration.  To review, there were some outright horrible moons that I had to get.  A few of them took me hours.  Breakdown Road: Final Challenge.  Vanishing Road Rush and Vanishing Road Challenge.  Long Journey’s End.  Secret 2D Treasure.  Beach Volleyball: Hero of the Beach. Iceburn Circuit: Class S.  Every one of these stupid fucking levels can just die!  I’ve lost so many coins and so much of my patience trying to get every last moon in this game.  Now you’re probably wondering why the Jump Rope Genius one isn’t on the list.  It’s because I could never get more than 30 fucking jumps in a row!  I had to resort to a cheap trick involving getting one of the MARIO letters out of bounds in Metro Kingdom and then positioning the letter right next to the jump rope before jumping on top of the letter and watching all of the “jumps” registering while Mario just took a nap on top of the letter M.  Although I only needed 100, I let the counter go all the way up to 1,000 before ending the jumps and collecting the power moon.  Fuck this power moon.  Seriously.  I don’t ever want to do this again. When I got my reward for 999 Moons in the Mushroom Kingdom, it was over.  I was officially done playing Super Mario Odyssey, along with every other 3D Mario Game ever made.  Including the Champion’s Road in Super Mario 3D World, the final Crazy Captain Toad Level, and the Mystery House Marathon, where they had the freaking audacity to cram 30 STARS into one level!  30. Stars. In. A. Row.  I am SO over it! When I finished that game, my audience, which now finally had more than 10,000 people currently watching (10,183 to be exact), recommended that I play all of the Paper Mario Games before Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door comes out on May 23rd.  So, I used the rest of my stream to start a game of Paper Mario on the Nintendo Switch Online virtual console. So, over the remainder of that week, and all of next week, I managed to play through all of Paper Mario.  Compared to Super Mario RPG, it was still a pretty fun game, and I really enjoyed it.  I can see the influences of Super Mario RPG in this game, and I enjoyed playing through it.  I loved the sense of humor and all of the characters that I got to play as.  Yes, Chuck Quizmo’s quizzes were kind of cheap sometimes, but there’s nothing that a good save state could not fix, right?  For this game, save states made me happy. That brings us to the week of CAPCon.  To ensure that I had everything ready for Wednesday, I took the entire week off from my stream.  I told them that I was taking some time off for mental health.  For Gary, I just told him that I was visiting a streamer.  I wasn’t lying to Gary, as I was actually visiting Glytter.  I just didn’t tell him that I was visiting Glytter at an Age Play convention.  A Chicago Age Play Convention (hence the name). So during Monday and Tuesday, I made sure that I packed all of my best diapers for the convention.  My usual Animooz?  Check.  My ABU Little Kings?  Check.  I even included a few pink Trest diapers for good measure.  And considering that the convention ran from February 28th to March 3rd, I made sure to pack at least 30 diapers for the convention.  Now that was only the diapers.  I still needed to pack at least five onesies (one for each day).  At least two footed sleepers for the hotel room (I might even wear my sleeper on the con space one day.  Hee hee!).  A handful of pacifiers with a few attached to clips, my pink Simba glass feeding bottle, since the hotel store should have milkys).  My swimsuit in case there’s time to go swimming.  And, of course, all of my changing supplies for my checked bag including the portable stuff that I can bring that meets all TSA guidelines. And you’re probably wondering about all of the diapers that I have stashed in my closet.  What if Jen raids my closet while I’m gone?  Worry not, my JJ Little Besties.  During Monday and Tuesday, I have taken the liberty of transferring every last one of my diapers into the trunk of my Mercedes-Benz (Sorry sis!).  Considering that I didn’t order any more diapers, there were just enough to fit in the trunk.  My luggage would just go in the back seat of my Mercedes-Benz.  I also double checked my underwear drawer (What are THESE still doing in there?  I don’t wear underwear anymore!  Lol) and any other drawer that I would put diapers in.  There wasn’t a single one to be found, except for the ones that I planned to wear until my trip to CAPCon.  All the rest would be packed.  And I would also be wearing a vanilla outfit to the airport (A cute baby pink ankle length skirt with a cute white top.). That Tuesday night before I went to bed, Glytter gave me a call to discuss the plans for CAPCon. As I saw Glytter on the caller ID, I quickly sat my pink Simba bottle full of milk on my bed and crawled underneath the covers.  The phone continued to vibrate.   BUZZ!  BUZZ! BUZZ! I swiped the green answer button.  “Hello Glytter!” I shouted.  But since I was in my little space, it sounded like “Hewwo Gwitter!” “Oh hi, Jill!  Are you feeling little tonight?  It’s okay.  It happens to me a lot.  More often than you think.  So, are you ready for CAPCon tomorrow?” I laughed as I removed the Glytter pacifier from my mouth as I successfully snapped out of my little space.  I mean, I enjoyed it very much, but I wanted Glytter to understand me instead of my slurred toddler speech.  “I’m ready, Glytter!” My tone then turned into that of a little girl.  “I am sooooooooo excited!  Yay!!!!” “Hooray!  Jill, have you seen any episodes of Bluey?  It’s the best show to get you into that little space!  It’s totally wackadoo!  I have all of my things packed.  Well, not I.  My daddy did all of the packing…” I nodded as I anxiously glanced at my bottle.  “That reminds me, Glytter.  How was the wedding?  Oh, and congratulations on your marriage!” “It was great, Jill!  We had a normal wedding and there was a secret ABDL ceremony with my friends.  My daddy gave me a wedding pacie!  It’s white with some gold glitter and a gold-colored teat!  So Jill, are you all packed?  Do you have enough diapers?” I nodded.  “Yes.  I have 30 diapers packed with all of my changing supplies.  In my other bag, I have four onesies and two footed sleepers.” I then heard laughter on the other end.  “Jill, I don’t think that you need that many diapers.  There are free diapers at CAPCon!  Plus a couple of changing rooms if you want someone to change you…” I felt the thrill and excitement go up my spine when she mentioned “change”.  “Wow!  Changing rooms?  I would love to be changed there!” “It’s fun, Jill.  The line is a little long, but it’s totally worth it.  Now, when does your flight arrive in Chicago tomorrow?  I am taking off from Pittsburgh International Airport (PIT) to Chicago O’Hare International Airport (ORD) tomorrow morning at 8:21 AM.  My plane lands in Chicago at 9:01 AM Central Time.  When are you arriving, Jill?” I glanced at my boarding pass that I printed off today.  “Glytter,” I told her.  “You’re going to be there pretty early.  My plane leaves Philadelphia (PHL) tomorrow at 10:03 AM and arrives at Chicago O’Hare (ORD) at 10:43 AM Central Time.  “How would I get to the [redacted] hotel from there?” “Jill, it takes almost an hour to get to the [redacted] hotel from the airport.  The traffic is so busy in Chicago that it takes an hour just to travel about 20 miles.  Just give them the hotel name but DON’T mention anything about CAPCon!  The rules are pretty strict about discussing the event outside of the convention space.  This is done to protect the wellbeing of everyone there.  Once we’re in our hotel rooms, however, we are officially out of the con space and can do as we please there.  Now, I’m going to check in with daddy and we’ll get you and Trish a room key.  You’re going to love this place, Jill.  They use the same hotel every year.” I smiled.  “Have they tried other hotels?” “Jill, this is an AGE PLAY convention!  Most hotels are not open to the idea of a bunch of adults dressed up like babies for the entire weekend.  There are also some babyfurs in the con space as well.  If you can find a hotel that can say yes to all of that, then good luck!  Oh…Yes daddy?  You got me my milky?  Good…Just a moment, Jill.  I’m going to drink a little bit of my milky.  I wanna do it while it’s nice and warm…” I nodded as I grabbed my cold pink Simba bottle.  “Go ahead, Glytter.  I’m going to drink my milky too…” Over the next couple of minutes, there was nothing but silence as both Glytter and I drank our milkys at around the same time. Then I heard Glytter again just as I was finishing my milky baa baa.  “Jill?  Are you still there?” I sat my empty bottle down and smiled.  “Yes.  I just had to finish my milky baa baa…” “Same here, Jill.  Isn’t it so good?  It’s best when it’s warm.  My daddy let me do it all by myself tonight.  Sometimes, my daddy has to feed me my milky…” I sighed.  “I wish I had a daddy…Well, I do but an ABDL daddy to take care of me…” “I know what you mean, Jill.  You do have a boyfriend, but he doesn’t know about your ABDL activities.  He’s GaretheBear, right?” “Right.  I’m afraid that he’ll dump me if he knows about this side of me.  I told him that I’m spending the long weekend visiting a friend from the streaming community.  I didn’t tell him where though…” “I know it can be difficult having a vanilla relationship.  It didn’t work out with a person like me.  I mean, how many guys would want to date a dwarf?  I’m very glad that Daniel loves me for who I am on the inside.  He had absolutely no issues whatsoever when I shared my ABDL side with him.  That’s how I knew that he was the one for me.  I clearly told him that he could not be my daddy until we got married.  Now that we’re married, daddy can change my diapers and do all kinds of things that I would rather keep private.  Maybe Gary might be open to those things, Jill?  You never know…*yawn* Well, before I fall asleep on you, I just wanted to outline some fun things that you can do there.  I would try out the dark room!  You do need to take a class there before entering it though.  I will also be a presenter there, so be sure to attend my class!  It will be on February 29th at 2:00 PM (Central Time).  It’s called “Letting Your Inner Little Come out and Play”. It’s in the 2024 CAPCon Schedule that they emailed you.  You can also find it on the website.  Just be sure to enter your password for access!  I will also be managing my pacie table at the event, with a few other little friends that are helping me run my business.” “So you sell pacies at CAPCon, Glytter?” “Jill!  It’s where I make about 40% of my income for the year!  Last year, I sold around 1,000 pacies.  Considering the success from last year, I think I’ll limit two per attendee for this year….*yawn* Well, it’s time for us babies to go sleepy byes so we can be rested for CAPCon.  Nini Jill-wy!” “Nini Gwitter!” I said in my toddler slur. I hung up and placed my cellphone in the charger.  I got back into my bed and did a soft pat on my diaper.  From the pat, I felt my diaper squish a few times.  It appeared that I flooded my diaper sometime during my conversation with Glytter.  I just couldn’t remember when it was.  I contentedly sucked on my Glytter pacie and fell asleep. I woke up at 6:00 AM to find my sister Jen up and about.  I changed into a new diaper (a pink Trest since I found those to be the best for traveling) and put on my favorite onesie.  The one with stars and crescent moons by Little for Big.  I snapped up the crotch buttons and put a baby pink ankle length skirt over top of it, completely hiding my ABDL attire.  I did my hair up in twin pigtails that flowed onto both of my shoulders.  I looked like a little girl, but to everyone else, I was just an adult that liked to dress cute. As I ate my quick breakfast, I checked TikTok out of curiosity.  Diaper Girl now had 963 million views and 71 million likes. Jen looked at me and smiled as she was preparing breakfast for herself.  A bowl of Special K red berries which was identical to the bowl that I had.  “Going to CAPCon this morning, Jill?” I nodded with a mouthful of cereal, clearly indicating a smile.  I quickly chewed and swallowed the cereal pieces that were drenched in milk.  “Yes.  I’m so excited!” Jen nodded.  “It’s for your little space, right?” “Uh huh!” I said, my face looking giddy like a two-year-old. “Well, have fun!” Jen told me.  “I have a busy workday ahead of me!  Enjoy your con, Jill…” “I will!” I finished my cereal and finished getting ready for CAPCon.  I had all of my things, so I grabbed all of my luggage, managing to get everything in one trip.  I had two checked bags and my “diaper bag” as my carryon.  I piled everything into my white 2024 AMG S 63 E Performance S-Class Mercedes-Benz with the full package.  All of my luggage comfortably fit in the rear cabin, with some additional space to spare in the rear passenger side.  About 20 minutes after I left the parking deck, I was at the airport.  I parked my car in the car park and lugged my baggage into the airport.  I checked in my two bags and paid for them with my PFCU credit card (Having plenty of cash rocks!).  That reminded me.  For all three of my credit cards (PFCU, Capital One, and Chase), I gave PFCU a travel notification, informing them that I would be visiting Illinois from the 28th of February to the 3rd of March so that none of my cards would be declined while purchasing anything in Chicago over the weekend. I went through security in Terminal A, and then found the gate that had my 10:03 AM flight: Gate A6.  I got in line and ordered a Sausage breakfast sandwich and a large mocha espresso from Dunkin’.  This would make me less hungry during my flight.  I returned to the seats near Gate A6 and began eating my breakfast to hold me over until Chicago. As I was in the middle of eating my breakfast, a woman that looked about a few inches shorter than me sat down in a seat beside me, holding what looked like a breakfast sandwich and a large coffee.  And…I heard it.  It was the sound of a soft crinkle as she sat down.  When I looked at the woman, I gasped.  I could not believe my eyes.  It was…no.  It couldn’t be.  “Trisha?” I said out loud in a complete state of shock. Trisha gave me a nervous smile and nodded.  “Hi Jill,” she said, her voice trailing off in a shy stammer. I gave Trisha another look.  She was dressed in a cute lavender ankle length skirt with her hair done up in braided pigtails.  This was the same Trisha that I saw with Bradley during the Mario Kart 8 Saturdays that I had with her.  Still beyond belief, I gasped.  “What are you doing here?” Trisha gave me a bashful smile.  “I’m…going to CAPCon.  Jill, I’m…TinyTrish.  One of your mods?” This totally blew my mind.  For the number of months that I have been on Twitch, Trisha somehow managed to keep her identity a secret under the name TinyTrish.  Considering that I already knew another Trisha in Twinsburg, I just assumed that TinyTrish was just a third Trisha that I met on Twich.  I never knew that both the Trisha I knew from Mario Kart and TinyTrish were one and the same.  “Trisha!” I shouted.  “Why didn’t you tell me that you were TinyTrish?” Trisha’s face grew red with embarrassment.  “Well, what do you think, Jill?  Do you think that I want everyone to know that I am a little?  It’s hard enough to keep it a secret from Bradley.  He thinks that I’m going to a financial conference!  Not an ABDL convention!” “Then…” I said with a gasp.  “You are wearing a diaper…” “Yes,” Trisha told me, as she gave her butt a few soft pats for me to hear the sound of the plastic backing.  “A pink Trest if you’re curious.  I’ve been wearing diapers 24/7 for the past five years.” I glanced around to make sure that our conversation was not heard by others nearby.  Fortunately, I didn’t see anyone that would be taken aback by our private discussion.  “I saw you the last couple Mario Kart nights.  If you wear, why don’t you change when you need to?  I kind of suspected that you were wearing…” Trisha sighed.  “They all know.  But the only thing that Bradley and our friends know is that I have bladder issues.  It’s something that I kind of grew up with, Jill.  While most kids outgrew wetting the bed, I never did.  I wet the bed through middle school, high school, and even into college.  I have worn about every kind of nighttime pull up that you can think of, before finally switching to diapers full time five years ago.  I see that you wear all the time too.  Is there a story behind that?” I nodded.  “There is, but I would rather share it in the privacy of our hotel.  I’m supposed to meet Glytter…” I gasped.  “Glytter…She mentioned helping your Twitch channel.  How do you know Glytter?” Trisha grinned.  “Jill, me and Alyssa go way back.  We attended the same college and were roommates.  When I got into Twitch, she decided to serve as one of my mods.  We both loved video games, but she would rather help me behind the scenes…” I gasped.  “So, you have known her since college?  Even though she’s a dwarf?” Trisha nodded.  “Yes.  And I even went to her wedding last weekend.  Jill, Alyssa is very self-conscious when it comes to her height.  Now she’s gotten a lot better and more accepting of it but it’s best that I don’t reveal to you how tall she is.  This is why she hasn’t given you any picture of herself.  You will see why when you meet her at the hotel and at CAPCon this weekend.” I nodded, as I made it a point to remember that for when I had my initial meeting with Glytter for the first time.  “I won’t make a big deal about it,” I told Trisha.  “….Oh….” “What?” Trisha said, giving me an awkward stare while smiling. “My diaper is a little warm…” I told her in hushed tones.  “I think that I peed my diaper…” Trisha gave me a giddy smile.  “My diapey is also warm…” she said to me quietly.  “Don’t you just love incontinence?  I’m kind of used to it now…”  She saw the half full container of my 24-ounce mocha espresso and laughed.  “That’ll do it!”  She then picked up her coffee, which had the same Dunkin’ branding as mine.  The only difference was that her coffee was about three quarters full.  “Oh, you’re gonna LOVE CAPCon, Jill!  For me and Alyssa, it will be our fifth CAPCon!  We’re both going to speak there. My class is at 3:00 on March 1st.  Please try to come to it!  I’m going to talk about how to use ABDL to get paid…” I gasped.  “How would you do that?” Trisha then whispered into my ear.  “Jill, it’s called adult content.  I’ll tell you about it at the hotel room…” As much as I wanted to wait, the curiosity got the best of me.  “Can you at least tell me what you use for that?” I asked her.  “Twitch and YouTube would not allow any of that…” Trisha gave me a naughty smile.  “It’s called Just For Fans, or JFF for short.  We’ll talk about it at the hotel, okay?” Within the next hour, it was now time for us to board the plane.  As I glanced at my boarding pass, I glanced at Trisha.  “I’m in 18D.  Where are you sitting?” “18F,” Trisha said with a smile.  “Alyssa ordered our tickets so we could sit next to each other.  I didn’t want to tell you until today, since I felt funny about you knowing my secret of me being a little…See you at your seat, little twin!” I shot Trisha a double take.  “Wait.” I said as we inched our way through the Passenger Boarding Bridge.  “How old are you?” “23,” she told me.  “Same age as Alyssa.  Just a little older than you.” Minutes later, we found our seats and sat our backpack purses that secretly held our diapers on the floor by our feet. We buckled our seatbelts, and a smile came across my face.  “Are you using the bathroom during this flight?”  I said in a joking tone. “Nope!” Trisha said in a silly tone.  “Already wearing one!” At this, we both laughed pretty hard, which had to be hard enough for both of us to pee our diapers just a little bit. When the plane was in the air, Trisha secretly showed me a pacifier that she brought with her.  To my surprise, it was one that she actually made herself.  It was pink and green, and it had cubed beads that spelled the words “BABY TRISH”.  Some other decorations like glitter were on it, along with a few animal stickers. During the flight, both Trisha and I just filled our diapers whenever we needed to pee.  I caught Trisha in her “pee trance” a few times during the flight. Just as the plane touched down and was taxiing down the runway, I heard a loud fart come from Trisha. I glanced over at Trisha, who was making the kind of face that a two-year-old would make after messing their diaper. “Oopsies!” Trisha said in her cutesy toddler voice.  “Well, it’s a good thing we landed.  Let’s get off this plane and into some fresh diapeys!” I nodded, as we both stood up with our “diaper bags” and waited to exit the plane. We both exited through Gate G7 and found a family restroom at the Terminal 3 Rotunda.  After waiting for one family to go before us, we entered after them. Trisha then gave me a grin.  “Jill,” she said as she pointed at her stinky diaper.  “Do you want to change me?  I need another JFF video.  This one would be amazing!” I grimaced at the sight of her heavily soiled diaper.  “Can we do this at the hotel?  It can be the next change…” Trisha sighed.  “Fine.  But you have to change me in just your white top and diaper.  A diapered girl changing a diapered girl!  That one is going to be so awesome…” I waited for the next 10 minutes as Trisha cleaned herself and changed into an ABU Little Kings diaper.  I also noticed that she was wearing a different onesie than I was.  It was white, babyish, and had a bunch of cute animals on it.  She snapped the three crotch buttons and pulled her lavender ankle length skirt back down. Just as I was about to pull up my skirt, Trisha stopped me. “Jill,” she said, smiling.  “Do you want me to change YOUR diaper?” I smiled as I glanced at Trisha.  “Go ahead.  Just don’t make it into a JFF video…” Trisha nodded, as she unzipped my “diaper bag” and grabbed my changing supplies.  “So, what diapey does my little Jilly wanna wear?” she asked me in a sing-song voice. I glanced at the open “diaper bag” with the four other diapers that I had packed inside.  I pointed to the ABU Little Kings diaper.  “Dat one!” I slurred in my toddler voice. Trisha continued to talk to me like I was just a toddler.  She got a changing mat out of her backpack purse (something that I did not remember to bring) and laid it over the tiled floor.  “Okay Jill.  Lay down so Mommy Trish can change your diapey…” I laid down and gave her a toddler laugh.  I kicked my legs up and down, eagerly anticipating my diaper to be changed by my “mommy”. “Okay Jilly,” Trisha told me.  “Mommy’s gotta check to see if Jilly needs a changie…”  She glanced at the wetness indicator, which was dark blue, and pinched the crotch area just to be sure.  “Oh wow…Jilly made quite the pottys!  Time to get you out of that wet one and into a new diapey!” I smiled as Trisha removed the four tapes of the diaper, each tearing off a little bit of the plastic backing.  She opened up the diaper to see how soggy and swollen the core was.  She lifted my legs up and pulled the diaper out from underneath me, leaving my bare bottom on the plastic changing mat.  She then began to wipe me with baby wipes in all the areas where I was peed on while the diaper was on.  When she noticed a rash near my vagina, she rubbed in the Aquaphor cream and…something squirted out. Trisha gasped.  “Jill, I think you just came…” My face blushed when she told me about this.  “Well,” I said in a bashful voice.  “It is quite sensitive down there.” Trisha nodded.  “It’s okay.  I’ve changed a few diapers with my other little friends and sometimes, it just happens.  Your body gets excited, and the excitement juice just squirts out.  It’s just another bodily function, Jill…”  After that, she returned to her motherly sounding voice and finished the diaper change.  She opened up the Little Kings diaper and powdered it.  She then lifted my legs up and slid the diaper underneath.  She powdered me and carefully rubbed the powder in as to not overexcite me this time and folded the diaper between my legs.  She gently grabbed both thigh tapes and secured them snugly around the legs.  She finally grabbed the waist tapes and secured both tapes around the waist.  She ran her fingers into the leg openings of my diaper and pulled out the leg cuffs and then gave me a few gentle pats on my cloth-backed diapered bottom.  “There we go, Jilly.  All changed and in a new diapey…”  She pulled my baby pink ankle length skirt down and I sat up with a happy coo.  That’s when I noticed both Trisha’s and my used diapers just sitting on the floor.  We each grabbed our own used diaper and disposed of it. I thanked Trisha for the diaper change and we both washed our hands before leaving the family restroom.  We walked out towards the baggage claim with our backpack purses (which we secretly used as diaper bags), both enjoying our new diapers. We found our checked luggage and arranged for a shuttle to take us to the hotel.  We gave them the hotel name and address and they took us there. It was 11:34 AM when we left Chicago O’Hare International Airport (ORD).  Because of the traffic and lunch hour, it took a little more than an hour to arrive at the hotel in downtown Chicago.  It was 12:42 PM when we arrived. Both Trisha and I approached the hotel with our luggage and…what?  Did you think that I was actually going to give you the name of the hotel?  I’m very sorry, my JJ Little Besties.  The name of the host hotel is not going to be revealed in this story, as that is confidential to only CAPCon attendees.  All you need to know is that it was a very nice hotel.  If you want to know the name of the hotel, attend a CAPCon and you will know.  All I can do from this point forward is describe the hotel to you.  But I won’t give out its name or where it’s located in Chicago. Now where was I?  Both Trisha and I entered the hotel.  Because it was a big city and crime was often an issue, the lobby level was up on the next floor.  We entered the elevator shaft and took a vacant elevator to the lobby level.  The lobby had a fancy Victorian feel to it and a large glass chandelier hung on the raised ceiling.  A fancy checkered pattern lined the carpeting of the lobby with the long row of wooden check-in counters with a fine glossy finish.  In the distance were the elevators, which had four on each side.  As fancy and Victorian as the lobby looked, it was still a very modern hotel.  I glanced around the fancy lobby to find it full of littles.  Several of them wore onesies while another group of them were in overalls.  A few walked around in just their T-shirt and diapers.  A few of them obviously looked like they had caregivers.  One woman was being cared for by her daddy while a man in a footed sleeper was being coddled by what looked like his mommy.  My jaw dropped as I saw all of the littles walking around while certain groups of them were mingling and talking amongst themselves.  I saw one big sign in the lobby that read “Welcome 2024 CAPCon attendees!”  Underneath the welcome message was sharpie artwork of a frog dressed up in a diaper. I glanced at my phone and checked the text message, as we tried to contact Glytter when we were on our way to the hotel.  Instead, Daniel answered the phone, telling us that Glytter was taking her nap and that he would wake her up so that we could meet her in the lobby. Seconds later, we heard the electronic ding of the elevator.  A man dressed up in a long-sleeved red polo shirt was pushing a white Graco baby stroller with what looked like an infant inside.  The hood was blocking my view of being able to see the baby clearly.  As I glanced closer, I was able to get a clear glimpse of the child that was inside the stroller.  The infant was a girl with a full set of blonde hair and a pink bow, and she glanced up at me with her pacifier in her mouth. I frowned.  “Is this your kid?  Where’s Glytter?  Is she upstairs?” Trisha then elbowed me and shook her head.  She mouthed the word “No!” to me.  She then smiled as she glanced down at the baby girl.  “Alyssa!” she shouted. My jaw dropped as I looked at the little person that I thought was a baby.  She looked like a mere youth.  She was dressed in a pink footed blanket sleeper with white footies.  THIS was Glytter? I gasped as my face grew red with humiliation.  When Glytter told me that she was a dwarf, I thought that she would’ve at least been taller than that.  Instead, I saw what was supposed to be a woman having the appearance of an infant. Glytter removed her pacifier and laughed at my comment.  “Whose kid are you talking about?” she said in a joking manner.  “I’m 23 years old!” Glytter sat her pacifier down and hoisted herself out of the stroller.  She toddled over to Trisha and gave her a hug. “How’s my bestie Trish?” Glytter said with a bright smile. Trisha bent down to hug Glytter.  “I’m doing amazing, Alyssa.  I’m sorry about Jill.  I kind of told her what to expect and…” “It’s okay,” Glytter said with a smile.  “I’ve been mistaken for someone’s kid my entire life!  I have learned to just laugh at the whole matter and see how many people I can fool.” She turned to me and smiled.  “Hi Jill!  You finally get to see me face to face.  I’m Glytter.  Some of my close acquaintances do call me Alyssa, which is my actual name.  But either name is fine.  I can see it, Jill.  You are still not comfortable seeing an adult woman this small talking to you.  It’s fine.  You’ll get used to me this weekend.  Just remember.  1 Corinthians 1:27.” I frowned.  “I don’t know the bible.” I told her. “God chose the weak to shame the strong,” Glytter told me.  “Would the strong people of the world expect a woman to look like a weak infant?  I shame those strong people, Jill in every day that I live my life.  I don’t feel sorry for myself.  I just keep going and plugging away.  And against all odds, I now have a beautiful husband taking care of me.  You see Danny?  This man knows how to take care of me.  He’s a wonderful husband, and as we all know in the ABDL space, he is my daddy…” I suddenly noticed the glow from a tiny ring that was on Glytter’s finger.  This, I knew, was her wedding ring, which had to be custom made as they don’t typically sell wedding rings for women that have fingers the size of an infant’s.  I glanced at Glytter in awe, noticing all of her tiny features.  She truly was a living miracle. Daniel smiled and looked at his tiny wife.  “Alyssa truly is beautiful.  She had to take her nap after we arrived from the airport…” Glytter smiled as he glanced at Daniel.  “Tell them the funny story about us going through TSA today at the airport….” Daniel nodded.  “Well, Alyssa and I were at Pittsburgh International Airport, and we were going right through the TSA security checkpoint.  A woman with her young daughter that looked about five looked at me wheeling the stroller and smiled.  ‘Is that your daughter?’ the woman asked me.  Now Alyssa had to look away to prevent herself from bursting into laughter, but I lied to her.  ‘Yes,’ I told her.  ‘And she’s my beautiful ball of sunshine.’  The woman was again curious.  ‘What’s her name?’ she asked me.  ‘Alyssa…’ I told the woman.  And then she popped the oh-so-important age question.  ‘How old is little Alyssa?’ she asked me.  I held out five fingers.  ‘My little daughter Alyssa here just turned five months’.” “At this point, I recovered from almost laughing,” Glytter chimed in.  “So, I began cooing and babbling right in front of the woman.  She thought that it was so cute!  The woman then gave me a kiss on the cheek, and we passed through TSA.  What the woman doesn’t know is that she just saw a married woman being pushed in a baby stroller through an airport!  Oh, I love playing jokes on strangers!”  Glytter then toddled back to her stroller and grabbed two room keys and two suckers.  She handed one of each to me and Trisha.  “We’re in room 2504.” She told us. Daniel then glanced at me and Trisha.  “Let’s go back to the room and take care of your luggage.” He then glanced at Glytter.  “Into your stroller, my little Ally Cat!” Glytter nodded.  “Akay daddy!” She joyously toddled back to her stroller and jumped back in, while Daniel buckled her in.  Both Trisha and I followed Daniel with our luggage as he wheeled his “precious cargo” through the hotel lobby and towards the elevator shaft. A whole bunch of faces grinned as they saw Glytter laying in her stroller. “Hey Glytter!” A male little shouted.  “Nice to see you here again!” A bunch of other littles all said hi to Glytter, as if they recognized her. “Hi everyone!” Glytter said, smiling.  “Can’t wait for another wonderful CAPCon!  Don’t miss my class tomorrow!” “We won’t!” a small crowd of voices shouted. I glanced at Glytter and gasped as we approached the elevator shaft.  “Wow Glytter!  They treat you like you’re a celebrity!” “Well, I kind of am at CAPCon,” Glytter told me.  “What other kind of little gets to LIVE like a little 24/7?  Now, I still get body dysmorphia, but in terms of my age, not my physical size.  If you want the honest truth, I’m the envy of a lot of ABDL’s here.  They wish that they could live in my body and be able to truly live like a baby.  But I tell them that it’s not all that’s cracked up to be.  When you get out of little space, it’s a real drag to live like this every day.  I am so tiny that Daniel has to help me with most things that I can’t do myself.  I can’t drive or be able to go to any amusement parks.  Jill, size limits me in a lot of ways, so why would anyone want to live like this?  But I have decided a long time ago that I wouldn’t let my size get in the way of me living a quality life.  You only live once and God gave me this little body for a reason.  I’m the second smallest woman in the world, but I have done a lot of amazing things.  Sorry about my soapbox.  I tend to ramble a lot when I get very passionate about something that I talk about.  Wow.  Eight elevators and not a single one opening yet?  Any moment now…” A few seconds later, three elevators opened, with a small group of littles walking out of each one.  In one group, it was a group of women and they were all sucking on pacifiers. The four of us entered the elevator, with two additional littles joining us.  One was a woman with her hair done in two buns dressed in a white top and a pink skirt that was barely long enough to cover her onesie and diaper underneath.  Next to her was a guy, who unzipped a diaper bag and stuck a pacifier in the woman’s mouth. Daniel pressed 25 on the elevator panel while the woman pressed 22. I glanced at the “daddy” and smiled.  “Is this your first CAPCon?” “Second,” the guy corrected me.  “We both met each other at the first CAPCon.  “Say hello, my little Lilly!” Lilly removed her pink pacifier.  “Hi hi! My name is Lilly and I’m dis many!” She held out two fingers.   “I know Gwitter but what your names?  Daddy said if I’m gud he give me candy!” Daddy pointed to himself.  “Yes Lilly.  Daddy will give you plenty of candy if you’re a good little girl.” He turned to face us.  “Sorry.  I haven’t introduced myself.  I’m Leo.  And Lilly knows TinyTrish.  But who are you?” I smiled.  “I’m new here,” I told him.  “You can call me Baby Jill!” Leo then spotted Lilly about to press a bunch of elevator buttons.  “Lilly?” Lilly turned around and stopped what she was about to do.  “I be good!” she shouted.  “I be good!  Pwease give me candy daddy…” The elevator dinged and reached the 22nd floor. Leo grabbed Lilly by the hand and smiled.  “Come on, Lilly.  We’re on our floor.  Let’s go!” Lilly then stood there like a statue.  I knew what she was doing, so all I could do was smile.  “Hold on!” she told him.  “I not finished.  I finished!” Leo smiled as he grabbed Lilly by the hand.  “It looks like my little Lilly pad will need her diaper changed now….” Before I could hear anything else, the elevator door closed and continued up to the 25th floor. Moments later, the elevator stopped on the 25th floor and we all exited it. Both Trisha and I followed Daniel, who was pushing Glytter in the white baby stroller.  He used his card key on 2504 and opened the door.  I saw a spacious room with two queen sized beds.  The first bed already had a few things on it.  A white changing mat with yellow bears, yellow stars, and pink stars all over the mat.  Next to the changing mat was a torn open sack of Size 2 Pampers Swaddlers diapers (29 count) and an unopen sack of Size 3 Huggies Overnites diapers (24 count).  I then glanced back at Glytter, who was now climbing out of her stroller and gasped. “Glytter, you wear baby diapers?” Glytter laughed.  “Of course, Jill!  They don’t make ABDL diapers in baby sizes.  In case you aren’t aware, I am 25 inches tall, and I weigh 14 pounds 4 ounces.  It might be five ounces considering I had a little extra food to eat today.  Because I have a lot of ABDL friends, I know of the best ABDL diapers for adult-sized bodies.  But since I am only the size of a five-month-old, I can fit perfectly in a Size 2 Pampers Swaddlers.  They don’t make nighttime diapers for Size 2’s so I wear a Size 3 at night.  Size 3’s are a little loose, but not too loose on me.  And if you want my honest opinion, I prefer the Pampers Swaddlers Overnights, but daddy got these on sale and he wanted something to fit in the luggage, even though I told him that he could just bring a white sleeve of 22 Pampers with us.  Despite the Huggies I have to wear tonight, I’m a Pampers girl…”  She then smiled.  “And it’s a good thing that you we’re in here earlier.  Just after my nap, my daddy had to change a very stinky one…I kept pestering him to hurry the whole time that he changed me.  It was funnnnnnnn…” Trisha nodded, and she guided me over to where we would be sleeping.  We got the queen-sized bed by the window, which offered a nice view of downtown Chicago.  Trisha wasted no time in pulling her lavender skirt off to reveal her cute white babyish onesie with cute animals on it.  “I weadys!  C’mon Jilly!” Glytter laughed.  “Jilly!  That’s a cute name, Trish!” She then looked at me with a smirk.  “I’m gonna call you Jilly from now on…Daddy’s gonna change me into a pink ruffled flying sleeve romper.” “What size?” I said, joking as I took my baby pink ankle length skirt off, revealing my white star and crescent moon onesie from Little for Big. Glytter smiled.  “It’s a 3-6 months! I don’t think it will fit you.” She then glanced at my onesie.  “Ah!  Nice onesie Jill!  A Baby Sleepytime onesie from Little for Big!  That’s a very popular one.  I see a lot of littles wearing that one at CAPCon.  I could give you all the names since I remember every attendee that I ever met.  My photographic memory is both a blessing and a curse, really…Now, do we want to go down and check out the con space?  I would like to show you the changing rooms, the sensory rooms, the Quiet Nursery, the Dark Ageplay room, and the pool!  Did you bring your suit, Jilly?” I nodded.  “Yes.  But my concern is my fecal incontinence.  Do they have swim diapers for adults?” Glytter nodded, as Daniel removed her footed blanket sleeper.  “They do!  They’re called Swimmates disposable swimwear and I know of a friend that can give you some of theirs.  She’s a small, but she would be more than happy to give you some of hers.” Daniel then checked Glytter’s diaper by pinching the crotch area.  “My Ally Cat just went through another one!  How about I change you before I put you in that romper.  Okay?” Glytter smiled.  “Akay daddy!” Daniel proceeded to change Glytter’s diaper.  It was like watching an infant get changed since Glytter was so small.  Since it was a wet one, Daniel managed to change her in just three minutes.  He balled up the wet diaper and threw it in the trash bin.  He then slid the pink cotton romper onto Glytter and snapped the three crotch buttons. Glytter then glanced at me again.  “Also Jill,” she told me.  “The convention staff and hotel staff all know that I’m an adult, but a tiny dwarf.  I have my ID with me in case there are any issues with verification.  I had that issue my first CAPCon and it was a PAIN to sort everything out.  After that, they never forgot about me again.”  She glanced at Daniel.  “Let’s go, daddy!” Daniel picked up Glytter and placed her in her stroller. After seeing Glytter buckled into her stroller, I frowned.  “Glytter, are you going to walk at all this weekend?” Glytter nodded.  “Yes Jill.  But remember.  I have the body of a five-month-old infant.  That means I tire easily.  To put things into perspective, a five-month-old isn’t even old enough to crawl yet!  But from years of training and exercise, I have gotten these infant legs strong enough to stand and walk.  I can even run but I can only do short distances at a time.  Also Jill, I need three naps a day, in addition to the normal nighttime sleep that we all get.  For me, they have a infant crib in the Quiet Nursery for my private use.” I nodded.  “When are your naps, Glytter?” Glytter thought for a second.  “My naps?  Every day, I take a nap at 8 in the morning, noon, and 4 in the afternoon.  My 8:00 AM nap is two hours.  My noon nap is an hour and a half.  My 4:00 PM nap is the shortest at only a half hour.  My normal bedtime is at 9:00 at night and I sleep until 6 in the morning.  Let’s go, daddy!” Before leaving, I unzipped my check in bag and stuffed one more Tykables Animooz diaper into my backpack purse.  I unzipped my other checked bag and stuffed my swimsuit in my backpack purse.  I was now ready to leave. We all exited the room with our room keys, and I noticed Trisha getting her badge and lanyard out of her backpack purse.  I got mine out and we wore them around our necks.  We walked down the hallway and into the elevator shaft.  Three elevators were vacant, so I pressed the down call button.  A few seconds later, the elevator door opened. We took the elevator down to the lobby level but ended up with another four littles on our elevator on the way down.  We exited with the four and I followed Daniel wheeling Glytter with Trisha towards the CAPCon convention space. We all arrived at the registration desk at CAPCon and I was met with a smiling man that looked to be in his late 30’s.  He had a babyish T-shirt on with some blue overalls and wore a badge that read “CAPCon Staff”. “Hi!” he told me.  “I’m Marty!  I’m just going to check your badge before I let you into the convention and make sure that everything looks good.  Baby Jill?  Okay.  Do you have a cellphone?”  I nodded, and Marty stuck a security sticker over the camera on my phone.  “No photography is allowed within the convention space.  Other than that, just have fun!  You are clear to enter.”  Marty put a green wristband around my right arm, and I was clear to enter the convention space. Trisha was next.  Marty checked Trisha’s badge.  “TinyTrish?  Welcome back to CAPCon.  You can enter.”  Trisha also got a green wristband as well.  A security sticker was placed over her phone camera, and she entered the convention space. Daniel was next with Glytter.  Daniel presented his badge and Glytter presented hers while she was in her stroller.  Marty put stickers over both of their cameras on their cellphones and put green wristbands on their arms.  For Glytter’s, he had to adjust it to be extra tight since her arm was so small. “Welcome back, Glytter.” Marty told her.  “It’s always a pleasure to see you at a CAPCon.  I see that ring on your finger.  Did you just get married?” Glytter nodded and pointed up to Daniel.  “Yeah.  He’s my daddy who takes care of me.” Daniel nodded.  “We met during our second CAPCon.  Before that, Glytter was attending with her other ABDL friends…” Trisha nodded.  “One of them was me.  I was pushing that stroller before you were…” Marty grinned.  “Well, have fun!  Don’t want to hold up the line!  You all have a wonderful CAPCon!” We all proceeded forward through the con space. At Glytter’s suggestion, we walked around the space, while she pointed out all the different areas and rooms.  She showed us the vendor marketplace, which had different tables set up that sold various different little clothing, and accessories towards the end.  One of the ABDL accessory tables was Glytter’s Pacifiers, which was run by two women that looked about Glytter’s age (23).  One was dressed in a footed sleeper and the other one wore pink overalls with a white babyish T-shirt with various animal patterns on it.  Both girls had pacifier clips clipped to their collars each with a Glytter pacifier at the end of it.  The girl with the footed sleeper stuck her Glytter pacie in her mouth and began sucking on it. “Wanna buy a pacifier?” the pink overall girl asked.  She then jabbed the other woman in the arm.  “Hey!  Stop goofing around, Mallory!  We have customers!” Mallory removed the pacifier and pouted.  “Aw, come on!  I’m modeling it!” Glytter laughed when she saw both of her girls running her pacifier table.  “Katie!  Mallory! It’s okay!  I think it’s actually cute for Mal to model the pacie.  It might get us more sales this year!” I glanced at Glytter.  “So they work for you?” Glytter nodded.  “They’re both good friends of mine.  Katie has a YouTube channel called DiaperedKat…” “Let’s not forget mine!” Mallory chimed in.  “It’s called LittlebittyMal!  Like, comment, subscribe!” I grinned.  “Let’s not forget Jillian in Diapers!  I currently have 1,282,841 subscribers!” Mallory nodded.  “I’m already subscribed!  Very good channel!  Glytter has told me about you.  Nice to finally meet you in person…” Mallory glanced at my badge.  “Baby Jill!  We should totally collaborate and make a video together!  It will be a good time…” “Ahem!” Katie shouted.  “Three-person collab!  DiaperedKat, LittlebittyMal, and Jillian in Diapers!  Seriously Jill.  You have way more subs than any of us combined…” I nodded and grinned.  “It’s what pays the bills so I can enjoy CAPCons like this…” Katie then gasped.  “I gotta get to a bathroom…” I frowned.  “Aren’t you already wearing one?” Katie nodded.  “I am, but messing yourself is not allowed at CAPCon.  Now, if you have a medical problem, that’s okay.  Just try to get yourself changed as quickly as possible.  You don’t want to stink up the convention space with your mess.”  She glanced at Glytter, Daniel, Trisha, and me.  “Nice seeing you and your friends, Glytter.  I gotta poop!”  Katie hurried off to find the nearest bathroom. I gasped.  While I still had some control over my bowels, there was no guarantee that I would be able to hold it for too long.  Shitting myself was more of a muscle memory thing now.  If I could help it, I will try to avoid messing myself at all costs.  But there’s no guarantee over my peeing, as I had virtually no control over that anymore. Glytter told Daniel to move her stroller, as a few were beginning to line up by her pacifier stand.  “Well, Mal’s got this so let me show you the rest of the con space!” Daniel continued to push Glytter in her stroller, while she pointed out the rest of the con space on the lobby floor we were on.  There was a main stage area with numbers of rows of seats set up.  From what Glytter said, this would be used for larger panels (including a brief one that they would use to welcome everyone to CAPCon.)  Nearby was a big playplace with a slide and two swings (I will have to try this out later!).  She then showed us a buffet area where we could pay $17 to help ourselves to some food anytime we wanted during the convention.  It looked like fun finger food.  Chicken nuggets, French fries, goldfish crackers, gummy bears, and some other favorites that require silverware.  Mac and cheese, hot dogs cut into small pieces, apple slices, baby carrots, and juice boxes.  The dessert section had chocolate chip cookies, teddy grahams, M&M’s, Oreos, and chocolate pudding tubs.  Tables were scattered all around the buffet area, with a few highchairs set up (ooh!  I want someone to feed me in a highchair!).  There was a public gathering area with tables and chairs used for littles who wanted to bring something to eat from outside the con space (of course they would have to dress vanilla outside of the hotel) Glytter then showed us a free table where everything offered on it was free.  Cloth diapers, disposable diapers, cloth inserts, disposable boosters, onesies, dresses, pajamas, enema kit pieces, stuffies, bibs, books, and many other things.  I grabbed one Tykables Waddler diaper, along with a stuffed bear and a bib, since it was all free.  I zipped open my backpack purse and stuffed everything inside. After that, Glytter pointed to the Dark Room, where I would need to have taken one Dark Ageplay class to access the room (I chose Intro to Hypnosis). I smiled.  “Wow! There’s a lot to do here!” Glytter smiled and laughed.  “We’re not done!  That’s just this floor!  There’s one more floor that I haven’t shown you yet, and it’s on the lower floor.  Take us there, daddy!” Daniel wheeled Glytter down to the lower level, where Glytter pointed out a few more rooms where the CAPCon space continued.  She pointed out four rooms.  One was for Little Boys, one was for Little Girls, one was for Middle Boys, and one was for Middle Girls. I frowned.  “What’s a middle?” Trisha glanced at me and made eye contact.  “Jill, a middle is someone who identifies as being older than a little.  They are 7-14 years old instead of newborn to 6.  What’s cool about their rooms is that they have board games set up and video games.  It’s fun!” Past the Little/Middle rooms was a preschool/daycare where I saw littles coloring in coloring books and playing with Legos, blocks and baby toys.  Each section was segregated by age so I could clearly tell the difference between the preschool section and the daycare section.  Past that was a Quiet Nursery and Sensory room.  Each of these rooms had the lights shut off and everyone entering it was supposed to be quiet.  My heart skipped a beat when I saw a few adult sized cribs in the room, along with the infant crib that was just for Glytter.  Glytter then pointed out a few smaller classrooms that would be used for panels, hinting that she would be speaking in one of those classrooms.  There were also a couple of other rooms dedicated to furry and petplay.  There was a corner for board games and card games, a corner for Legos and hangouts, and a large playroom with plenty of toys for littles and middles.  In that room, I noticed giant rocking toys.  A horse, a motorcycle, and a dinosaur.  There were also a few tricycles and a couple of bouncers. The only thing that Glytter didn’t show me was the swimming pool.  She mentioned that we could go there later towards the end of the night. Having seen the entire CAPCon space, it was now time for all of us to get to the main stage for the start of the convention.  Daniel wheeled Glytter into an elevator with me and Trisha following, and we went back up to the lobby level.  We all walked to the main stage.  It was now 2:53 PM, and the convention was going to start in just 7 minutes. At 3:00 PM, a few CAPCon Senior Staff members came on stage.  One of them was a man, who welcomed us all to CAPCon 2024.  The other one on stage was a woman.  In addition to this, they mentioned how this was put on by the Chicago Age Players and has been held since 2010.  After that, they gave a few ground rules regarding do’s and don’ts during the convention, and especially stressed the importance of remaining vanilla when leaving the hotel and keeping our bracelets and lanyards concealed at all times when leaving the hotel.  After that, they mentioned how friendly the staff was and that the most important thing for all of us this weekend was for us to have fun and that they had a good event planned for every one of us.  One other important rule that was stressed was that messing was not allowed, and if we wore diapers, we were to keep the fluids concealed.  One exception that they gave regarding messing was for those with serious medical conditions where that was beyond their control.  The golden rule that they suggested there was to just take care of the mess as quickly as possible to show courtesy to everyone else there.  They also told us that we couldn’t have anything exposed.  No breasts or genitalia.  Besides that, we were all told to have fun.  After that, some announcements for upcoming activities and events were announced (which sounded fun, but I wanted to go to the middle girl’s room.). They dismissed us to do whatever we wanted for the remainder of the convention. After the dismissal, we all went down to the lower level to play in the Middle Girl’s room.  All except for Glytter, who needed to take her nap at around 4:00 PM.  Daniel took her there in her stroller while I went with Trisha to the Middle Girl’s room. Once in the Middle Girl’s room, Trisha introduced me to a few little friends that she recognized from past CAPCons that she attended.  One was Scott the Tot and the other was BinkyBrenda.  There was even one babyfur named Velvet Paw.  That was his fursona that he mentioned and that he was cuddly, friendly, playful, and rambunctious at times but was always looking for adventure.  He didn’t spend a lot of time playing, as he wanted to meet his other friends in the babyfur room.  Trisha and I did continue playing with Scott the Tot and BinkyBrenda.  We played a few rounds of Super Smash Bros. Ultimate on the Nintendo Switch, which I was horrible at but still had fun anyways. All of a sudden, I gasped.  As much as I tried to prevent myself from messing, it happened.  An enormous gooey mess began to fill my diaper.  At the very moment that this happened, I sat down my Switch Pro Controller and tugged at Trisha’s onesie. Trisha sighed.  “What is it, Jill?” she sniffed right next to where I was.  “Oh…You just…” We both turned to face Scott the Tot and BinkyBrenda.  “We’re both going to get changed.  It was nice playing with both of you!” BinkyBrenda gasped.  “Wait!  Your friend didn’t just poop on purpose!” My face blushed.  “It wasn’t on purpose. It was a total accident…” Scott the Tot nodded.  “That’s okay.  Just go and get it done.  Don’t want anything to smell…” We both left the room and hurried to the nearest changing room.  We saw a long line for the changing room, but when they caught wind of my horrible stench, everyone was kind and let Trisha and I cut them in line. “Get that taken care of,” an older man in overalls said, holding a pacifier.  “We’re all just wet.  It looks like you had an accident.  We’ll let you cut.  Can’t stink up the line or the con space…” Trisha and I continued down the long line, as everyone was letting us cut when they caught a whiff of my stinky diaper.  Finally, we were right next to a CAPCon Staff member.  It was a tall blonde guy dressed in street clothes.  He glanced at me and immediately caught wind of my stinky diaper.  “You know that messing is not allowed at the convention?” I nodded, almost starting to cry.  “It was an accident…I swear!” The blonde guy, who I saw was named Daddy Eric on his badge, smiled.  “It’s fine.  If you have a medical condition, you’re not in trouble.  Do you want me to change you, or do you want your friend there to help you?” I smiled, as I would not pass up the opportunity for a totally hot guy to change my diaper.  “Change me…” I said, smiling.  “I make stinky…” Eric closed the curtain.  “Okay then…Baby Jill?  Lay on the table and daddy Eric will change you…” I laid on the changing mat on top of the table, while Eric unsnapped the three buttons on my onesie.  He then began to make friendly small talk with me.  “Don’t be ashamed.  This is the third messy diaper that I had to change already.  There are a handful of people like you that won’t be able to hold in their stool.  That ‘no messing’ rule is for everyone else that can hold it so that we don’t have an unsanitary convention space.  We can contain the much smaller number of messy diapers.  So, is this your first CAPCon?” I nodded.  “Yes!  I’m enjoying it a lot so far!” Eric nodded and laughed.  “I’m glad you are!  You didn’t look that familiar.  Just know that the staff here are very friendly and helpful.  If you need anything or need any help, just let us know.  It looks like your friend has been here before…” Eric finished cleaning me, throwing all of the soiled wipes into the soiled diaper. “Try to be quick with getting the next one on,” I told him.  “While I had some control with my bowels, I have pretty much no control over my bladder…” Eric nodded and glanced at the diapers that he had with him.  “Did you want a PeekABU, or were there some other diapers that you packed?” I smiled.  “There’s a Tykables Waddler that I grabbed from the free table.  Put me in that!” Eric nodded and quickly unzipped my backpack purse to find the Waddler diaper.  He quickly powdered it and placed me on it, folding it between my legs, fastening the thigh tapes and then the waist tapes.  “I’m going to run my fingers through the leg cuffs to make sure that they’re pulled out.  At last year’s CAPCon, an accident happened because the person who changed the other person’s diaper forgot to pull out the leg cuffs.  I can’t tell you who they are, but it reminded me of how important it is to pull those cuffs out.  That prevents the fluid from escaping your legs and it runs down inside the diaper instead.  Well, you’re all done!”  He pulled open the curtain and glanced at Trisha.  “Did you want me to change you next?” Trisha nodded. Over the next few minutes, I waited for Eric to change Trisha’s diaper, which took a lot shorter since it was only wet.  After Trisha was done, we both thanked Eric and left the changing room. As we both walked towards the Middle Girl’s room, I started to feel a little tired.  I glanced at Trisha and yawned. “Do you mind if I go into the quiet nursery for a while?” I told her.  “I’m going to take a short nap.  I’ll text you when I’m done.” Trisha nodded.  “Okay Jill! I’ll be in the Middle Girl’s room.  I may check out the Little Girl’s room if they’re not too rowdy.  Littles can act up a little sometimes…Have fun!” I smiled as I waddled through the wide corridor towards the quiet nursery.  I noticed that most people at this con walked in the same waddle gait.  I approached the door to the quiet nursery to notice a CAPCon Staff member outside.  It was another male in street clothes. “This is the quiet nursery.” He told me.  “By entering, you agree to all of the rules pertaining to the nursery outlined in CAPCon’s Badge and Rule Agreement. Absolutely no noise is allowed past this point when you enter.  This is a quiet space.” I silently nodded and entered the room. To my surprise, I saw four adult-sized cribs in the room.  Next to the infant crib, I saw an empty stroller, with Daniel sitting on the floor next to it.  In the infant crib, I saw Glytter in a pink footed blanket sleeper fast asleep.  I smiled and walked over to a vacant crib.  Before approaching it, I unzipped my backpack purse and got out my pacifier clip with my Glytter pacie.  I clipped it on my onesie.   After that, I climbed into the crib and a CAPCon staff member lifted up the railing of the crib. “Reach out your hands between the railing when you’re done resting.” The female CAPCon staff member whispered to me.  “Have a nice nap….Baby Jill…” The crib was comfortable and filled with cozy blankets and a couple of stuffed teddys.  I laid my head on a large pillow and covered myself up with a blanket.  I then fell asleep… I woke up and checked my cell phone.  6:03!  Wow.  It looks like I napped for about an hour.  I glanced at a couple of messages on my phone.  It was a group text from Glytter and Trisha. Jill, I hope you are having a wonderful nap!  You look so cute in that crib!  Well, me and daddy are going to get dinner now.  Meet us there at 6!  We’ll wait for you!  Smiley Face Emoji I reached my hands out of the railing and pulled them back when a CAPCon Staff Member pulled the railing back down. “Did you enjoy your nap, Baby Jill?” the woman staff member asked me.  “Also, those pigtails are so cute!” I gave her a giddy nod like I was a two-year-old who just woke up from her nap. I grabbed my backpack purse and exited the quiet nursery. After that, I went back up to the lobby level and found Trisha, Daniel and Glytter near the Buffet area. We all helped ourselves to a yummy little dinner.  I got chicken nuggets, fries, mac and cheese, chocolate pudding, and a juice box filled with apple juice.  But for tonight, I didn’t feel like feeding myself.  Instead, I got into one of the highchairs and sat my food down on the tray.  I unzipped my backpack purse and got out a bib.  I put it on and smiled.  One of the CAPCon staff nearby then asked me if I needed help in being fed.  I nodded and let the babying commence. A woman staff member fed me my chicken nuggets and fries.  When she got to the mac and cheese and pudding, she pretended that every bite was like an airplane entering my mouth.  I missed on purpose so that a few globs of mac and cheese and pudding got all over my new bib.  But the woman was prepared, and she wiped my bib off with a couple of napkins.  She used another napkin to wipe off a little bit of pudding that I got on my face. Meanwhile, the rest of my friends were enjoying their dinners as well.  Trisha was enjoying her nuggets, fries, and hot dog pieces with ketchup, along with some Teddy Grahams.  Both Daniel and Glytter were enjoying the same food that I ordered, only Daniel gave Glytter smaller portions while he fed her from her stroller. After the dinner, we all went downstairs to one of the classrooms to attend one required Dark Ageplay Class.  I took one on intro to hypnosis, which provided some good pointers on how I could use hypnosis to more easily get into my little space.  So far, that wasn’t necessary as I found myself in baby trances without hypnosis at all. When that class was over, Glytter wanted to go for a swim, so we all went down to the pool.  There was a changing area before the pool, so I went there. It turned out that BinkyBrenda was the little that had the swim diapers, so she met us all there for swimming.  She gave me a small swimmates disposable swimwear swim diaper and I put it on before putting on my swimsuit.  Both Trisha and I swam around the large pool while Daniel and Brenda stayed put with Glytter, who sat in the shallow end. After Trisha and I made a quick dip in the hot tub, we were done swimming.  I ended up not needing the swim diaper after all, as I didn’t poop once in the pool.  I still thanked BinkyBrenda anyway before I bid her farewell. We all changed back into our normal clothes and made our way back to the lobby level. After that, we bought some milks at the store near the lobby checkin area.  After that, we took the elevator back up to the 25th floor and returned to room 2504.  Completely tired, I was ready to turn in for the night. Before we did, there was something that Trisha still wanted me to do.  So while Daniel was giving Glytter her shower in the bathroom, Trisha brought this matter to my attention. “Jill,” Trisha reminded me.  “Can you change my diaper now?  It will be a short video.  Just the change.  Just take off your onesie and put on your white top so it’s just you in a white top and diaper.” I followed Trisha’s directions, and she began recording the video on her phone. “Hello my cozy fam!” Trisha announced.  “This is TinyTrish and Baby Jill here is going to change my diaper.  Come on, Jilly!  My diapey all wet!  I wanna ABU Little Kings!” I smiled and put forth the best mommy voice that I could think of.  “Aw…Did Trishy make pottys in her diapey?  Here…Let Mommy Jill Check…” I grabbed the crotch area of the diaper and gave it a good squeeze.  “Oh…Wow!  Baby Trishy here soaked her diapey really good.  Not to worry, ‘cause mommy is going to put a fresh new diapey on you!  Yes she is!  Yes she is!”  I laid Trisha down on her changing mat on the bed and unfastened all four tapes of her diaper.  As I removed it, I found that Trisha really soaked this one good.  “Wow Trishy! You must’ve peed a whole river in there!”  I got the wipes and wiped Trisha’s vagina and the rest of her abdomen.  I then noticed a couple of rashy areas, so I wiped them with cream.  After that, I powdered the Little Kings diaper.  I then glanced at Trisha.  “Uppies!” Trisha lifted her legs up while I slid the Little Kings diaper underneath her so that she was laying on top of it.  I poured some powder into my hand and rubbed it onto Trisha’s vagina and the rest of the area surrounding it.  I folded the diaper up between her legs and fastened the thigh tapes and then the waist tapes before finally running my fingers into her leg openings to pull out the leg cuffs.  “There you go!  Mommy’s got you in a fresh new diapey now!” Trisha then cooed and smiled.  “Aw fank yoo Bay-bee Jihl!”  She then looked back at the camera.  “And thank you, my JFF cozy fam.  If you want more spicy diaper changing videos like this, stay subscribed for more!”  She stopped the video. A few seconds later, the bathroom door opened and Daniel exited, holding Glytter in his arms.  Daniel quickly returned to the bathroom and exited holding a baby bottle that looked like it was filled with milk. I gasped.  “Is that milk?” Glytter shook her head.  “No Jill.  That’s baby formula.  Daddy is going to feed me and I’m going sleepy bye!  Nini Trisha!  Nini Jill!” Glytter was in a yellow footed blanket sleeper and laying on the bed.  Daniel than got onto the bed, holding the pink infant baby bottle filled with baby formula.  He picked up Glytter and cradled her in his arms.  He then grabbed the bottle and began to feed Glytter.  In every way, it looked like Daniel was feeding an infant, but I had to convince myself in every way that this was a 23-year-old woman that had the appearance of a baby, since she was the second smallest woman in the world.  She looked so cute as her eyes began to close.  She drank down the formula and I could hear her fall asleep. Both Trisha and I got our footed sleepers on.  Unlike my Rearz Little Monsters footed sleeper, Trisha’s was a pink vintage one that had white footies. We both got into our beds.  But before I could even fall asleep, Trisha surprised me with a question. “Jill,” she told me.  “At the airport, I told you how I was a bedwetter.  Now, what is your story as to how you started wearing?” I smiled.  “Mine is a rather unusual one.  But here it goes.” “I too went to college, but it was at Cleveland State University.  I never had problems with making it to the toilet ever.  I had at least two or three accidents when I was five years old.  After that, I never had another accident again.  It wouldn’t be until later that my accident-free streak would come to an end.” “Since I was dirt poor and couldn’t pay my rent, my twin sister Jen came to the rescue.  She paid my rent for May, and I moved in to live with her in Philadelphia since I was broke.  During the very first night, her and her boyfriend treated me to a nice dinner at the Capital Grille.  The food was nice, but what really changed the whole evening was a bottle of Walt, Las Brisa, Sonoma Coast.” Trisha smiled.  “That’s some good stuff!” I nodded.  “But that’s the problem, Trisha.  I don’t drink alcohol, so when I drank the entire bottle, it made me totally drunk.  At this point, I needed my sister to help fill in the blanks on this story as I was totally blacked out until I was back in my apartment.  According to her, I tried to walk back on my own and was rude and obnoxious.  When her boyfriend was getting the car to pull up closer, I left the restaurant, walking off the curb and onto the street.  I made a few large paces away towards the street.  When Jen called me back, I ran really fast.  Since I didn’t see the curb and had no sense of balance, I tripped so hard and landed so hard on my pelvis that I fractured it.  Now my sister told me that she took me back, but the next thing that I remembered waking up to was being soaked in both vomit and pee.  I was curled in a fetal position and was crying.  Now I thought nothing of it, thinking that the wine probably made me piss myself, but I was wrong.  Over the next eight days in a row, I kept wetting the bed...” Trisha nodded.  “Yup.  I can so relate to that.  Don’t wet bedsheets suck?” I nodded.  “After eight days of it, I had to buy diapers and wear them every night.  But as the days and weeks went by, my incontinence continued to get worse and worse.  Now it’s at the point where I have virtually no bladder control anymore.” Trisha gasped.  “Did you see a doctor?” I nodded.  “I got everything checked out.  X-rays and everything.  When my urologist looked at them, she told me that my prognosis was not good.  Considering that my fall tore a lot of the nerves that connected my spinal cord to my bladder, it was very clear to her that I was going to need to wear diapers for the rest of my life.” Trisha hugged me.  “It’s okay.  I’m five years into wearing 24/7 and I’m never going back to underwear again.  Do you know that I don’t own anymore underwear, Jill?” I then decided to change the subject.  “You were naked during that diaper change.  Is that allowed on Just for Fans?” Trisha laughed.  “Jill, it’s adult content.  We could both be totally naked and you could change my diaper.  This was more on the mild side since you were clothed.  The only nudity they saw was the diaper change.  Totally allowable on JFF.” I smiled.  “Could I open a JFF account?  I’m thinking of setting up a tripod at home and recording some of my diaper changes.” Trisha nodded.  “Based on your Jillian in Diapers on YouTube, I think that you could build a following pretty quickly.  Just be sure to charge a decent rate.  For quality adult content, I charge $5 per minute of video for non-subscribers.  A basic subscription is $30 per month.  A premier subscription is $50 per month.  A premium subscription is $100 per month.  My premium subscribers not only get all the normal content earlier, but also exclusive access to additional content and special invites to lives that I have with my JFF premium besties.  You’re not going to believe this, Jill, but my JFF gig is making me $280,000 per year.” I gasped.  Who knows how much I could be making off of JFF?  $280,000 per year?  It’s quite possible that I could make that much in a month.  Plus, I can pare down my content to put on my Jillian in Diapers channel and reserve the juicier stuff for JFF. I smiled and looked at Trisha.  “Well, we need to go nighty nights.  I’m getting my milky baa baa and going ninis…” I took the milk that I got from the hotel store and poured it into my Pink Simba glass feeding bottle.  I got into the bed with it and sucked down the bottle before setting it down on the floor.  “Ni ni Trisha!” “Ni ni Jill!” I smiled as I sucked on my pacie before falling asleep. With that, my JJ Little Besties, I’m going to see that you’re all well rested before we proceed on with Day Two of CAPCon.  What fun adventures await me with Trisha, Glytter, and Daniel, her new husband and daddy?  Get some good rest, my JJ Little Besties because you’re going to need it for Day 2. The three littles plus Glytter’s daddy were now all fast asleep in room 2504.  But little did they know the fun adventures that awaited them. To be continued…

i am about done with chapter 2, need to go back to fix up chapter 1 at somepoint