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Covert Baby: chapter 1 Ellen Harrison lay asleep in her bed. She woke up to the sound of her cell phone ringing on the nightstand near the bed. She slowly leaned over, grabbed the phone while being groggy, and answered the phone. Ellen said, "Hello!" "Ellen it’s Joan Campbell I need you to portrait Langley, Virginia immediately." "All right Joan I'm on my way" Ellen made a mad dash to get ready, nearly tripping over her cat on her way to the shower. When she was presentable enough as she could in such a short amount of time, she set the house alarm and jumped in her car. She hoped the cop would be too busy to notice her speeding as she made her way to Langley. The CIA headquarters she was hoping this was her big break since she joined she's been on desk duty, gathering intelligence for domestic protection division (DPD) while driving. She flash back while she joined in the first place. It was after the 9/11 attacks from being from a patriotic family with her father's serving in the Army during Desert Storm. She always looked up to him and wanted to do something big like him, but with her petty size diagnosed dwarfism as an early child. She never thought she could be a CIA operative would only be in 3 1/2 feet tall and 60 pounds but she managed while boot camp was hard the most others. She aced hand in hand combat and firearms the highest inner class. She was also fluent in many languages, including Portuguese, Russian, Italian, Korean, and Chinese. Therefore, that was a head-up from the rest of her class too However, many people still see her as a little girl with her petty size. If you look at her, you would see a little white girl with brown hair and blue eyes. You could kind of comparative with a toddler the way she looked with her size and chumminess. She finally arrived and went to meet Joan in the briefing room. She took a seat and waited for Joan to begin. "Ellen, thanks for coming in immediately. We got a situation I think you can handle for us. We just got an Intel of known Russian terrorist. Ivan Minya who's has ties to the Al Qaeda terrorist group is developing a chemical weapon called death mist. If this chemical became airborne over a city. The mortality rate would be in the millions. Therefore, we must stop this immediately you will go undercover to infiltrate Minya mansion where Intel points to the bio lab located somewhere under the compound." With the intelligence gathered. Ivan Minya and his wife Helina have been looking to adopt a baby since she is not fertile to have one. This gives us a chance for you to infiltrate you will go undercover and remain as their baby. Until you locate the bio lab and we will give you further instructions from there once you done that. You will report to JFK airport there be a private jet wait for you for your departure to Russia. Once you reach Russia you. You will meet with your Russian contact Gala she will set you up at the local adoption agency. We falsified some documents for your cover as a two year-old little girl who was visiting Russia with her parents that died in a car accident. This will be your cover for the adoption process. If all goes well, we may be able to stop this chemical weapon development." "Once I have the Intel how do I communicate back with you if I'm going to be a baby?" "You will be given this ABC bracelet with your name turn the first letter three times to activate the sensor to let us know you located the bio lab." "Okay Jones" I walked as the office after getting all the Intel from Joan I boarded the elevator and went to the parking garage for my ride to the airport. I was so nervous kind of sweaty and not known if I could really pass off this is being a baby, but a Know that this mission counted on me. Keep my cover. We arrived at the hangar where the private jet was waiting near the tarmac and I boarded the plane for a long flight to Russia. to be continue

One of my dearest TG friends transitioned later in life and finished her career path, getting a degreee she always wanted as she transitioned. She chose to be openly TG rather than 'stealth' and I applaude her for that strength- it takes a lot more courage to be like that than to attempt to blend in. She always knew that choice might haunt her and sadly it did, Though her career field had openings for everyone else, it didn't for her because of her being known as TG so now she works in a dead-end minimum wage job, her efforts in school a waste of time other than several friends she made there. She knew this was a possibility so she's OK, but it still hurts even then. Whether by someone else or by your own volition, being out as anything unusual is going to have some kind of impact on your life and you have no control over that. But it's always your life and your choice in how you want to live it. Just know what you're doing and be honest about what might happen, best and worst cases and all in between. Only then can you make a good decision, not before, and then you'll be ready if the worst does happen- and it sometimes does. Bettypooh

I'll step out and say it. Stanley, considering your precarious financial situation, your vulnerability, and your already having experienced being held up as a poster child for everything that's wrong with the SSDI system (despite being cleared by the SSA), I think it is an absolutely terrible, awful, horrible, disastrously bad idea for you to try doing another show. I'm saying this for your sake, brother, not because I take issue with the publicity aspect (I don't). Can you really afford to be put through the wringer again by some self-righteous, self-serving cocksucker (no offense intended to our gay friends) on Capitol Hill trying to make some political hay and fatten up his campaign war chest by nailing you to a cross? Remember how much strain the last go-round with Washington put on you? Don't think for a minute it couldn't happen a second time, and be worse! Someone with the right strings to pull in the right places could get you kicked off SSDI despite your physical condition! Think long and hard, friend, before you stick your neck back out there again. If you decide to go ahead with it, I wish you the best of luck.

Good move, that. This femsplainyng* troll is positively getting obese if the thread carries on. On the subject of the gendertrender site: Aren't they a lovely bunch? Throwing all kinds of 'philia into one big hateable pot of male horribleness. They remind me of these guys. I said, earlier on, that I would no longer participate in this farce of a discussion; usually I'd put my failure down to my alter ego's female tendency to change her mind. In this case its probably more like a perverted male fascination with the absurdly bizarre abnormality of certain participant's fabricated statements of possibly dubious value. *Not the same as 'femsplaining', which is the repetition of unrelated questions in answer to a question (As in Q: "Why are there 14 blunt wood drills laying next to half a hole in the bathroom tiles?" A: "Why do you never ask me if I like Magnolias? You never bring me any flowers, do you? Why do you hate flowers so much?" ). 'Femsplainyng' is only done by proper 'womyn' and does not need a leading question to deliver bullcowshit.

I agree with what betty said but even a moderated wiki would be baised as the mods would aprove changes... Wiki sounds like a good idea but bad idea in actuallity.

Sorry I got bad learning disability where can't type well so use a speechto text software and ginger to check grammar my read and writing level is that of first grader I have hard time make stuff so way need to sometimes. Covert Baby: Chapter 2 We finally arrived in Moscow, Russia. While stepping off the plane there were a heavy snowfall with the ground covered in fine white powder. It looked like a winter wonderland. I could feel the cold Arctic breeze hit my skin like pins and needles as I look ahead. There was a cab park on the tarmac with the lights on sit in there I slowly walked towards it in a medium-sized white woman in her early 50s stepped out she had a brownish gray hair, green eyes and a little heavyset when I approached her she greeted me. "Welcome to Russia Ellen, my name is Gala I'll be your contact during your mission here." "Hello Gala nice to meet you." We both greeted each other and she ushered me in the We started heading off the tarmac. It was a long drive through the slick streets of Moscow. We finally arrived at a large building with the words adoption Ark on the side. We both exited the cab and went to the back door into the building. It was dark and somewhat creepy with the lights flickering above as we move down this narrow hallway. She turned and opened the door and we entered into this large room still in the darkness I could see toys scattered around and cribs line on the wall with babies sleeping in them. We crept through the room quietly and entered into another room when she flicked on the light I could not believe my eyes. It was a baby changing area. There were two changing tables both had diaper pails for obvious reasons, each had a shelf stacked neatly with diapers in different sizes and there was a large closet. She ushered me to climb on top of one of I laid down nervous as she started to pull the strap across my chest and secure me to the table. She started to undress me as she got to the part where she was trying to pull off my panties. I tried to cover myself but she flicked my hand away and softly spoke to me. "Ellen Honey, come down just relax, everything will be okay because I have to get used to this.

If you do have a wiki I think there would need to be a separate ab and dl ones ... And among the ab and dl there would be sub pages for non fetish, fetish, lifestyle/24-7 etc... For each of them .... And even then... Really with such a comprehensive forum here and so many other websites easily found with a google search I don't see the need

" My Girlfriends Sisters' Baby " ( CHAPTER 30 ) As Beth, Elly and Dr. Jessie leave the exam room, my mind was running at top speed and what seemed like, in circles. For the life of me, I couldn't even begin to comprehend what the big problem could have been that Dr. Jessie was referring to, was there some legal line we all crossed with my fantasy, I was totally confused, and concerned, and as I laid there pondering what it could possibly have been, Miss Nursey ( her real name according to her name tag was Candy ) brought me back to reality when she started to unpin my diaper and said to me in a baby-talk'ish kind of voice, " Let's get that yucky, ole stinky diapey off of you and get you smelling all baby fresh you lil stinker ". She quickly goes about the task of changing my diaper as if my size and age have no more meaning or concern to her then would that of a baby being changed. Once she has me in a clean diaper and plastic pants, she expertly re-snaps my onesie, then snaps the legs of my over-all's, and as she helps me sit up, she gently pulls my t-shirt down, makes sure my shoes are still on properly ( Giving the bells a little tap so they jingle ), then helps me off the exam table. I stand there, patiently waiting for her as she gathers up my dirty diaper and plastic pants, putting them in a plastic dirty duds diapey bag, then, putting the plastic bag in my diaper bag, along with the empty baby bottle I had finished earlier, once this is done, she puts the diaper bag over her shoulder and takes my hand, leading me out of the exam room and down a long hall, to a chair just outside of Dr. Jessies office. Miss Nursey softly knocks on the door letting Dr. Jessie, Beth, Elly, and now, Kim, know that I'm sitting outside waiting for them. Beth comes out and takes my hand, then leads me into the office and has me sit between her and Kim, what I was about to hear, would not only leave me stunned and shocked, but would also scare and terrorize me, especially if everything that Dr. Jessie said was true and would actually happen. I was told to please remain silent and hear Dr. Jessie out, and regardless of what I heard, to please be patient until she was done talking. Once I agreed ( What could I possibly do, it wasn't as if I had any choice, what with sitting there in a diaper and dressed the way I was ), Beth smiled and squeezed my hand, then gave me a little pat on the inside of my leg as Dr. Jessie started explaining, what exactly, our BIG PROBLEM was. Dr. Jessie : I'm truly sorry if I didn't explain the urgency in my phone message to you over the weekend, pertaining to the special formula I created. The formula was only supposed to be administered for a period of 48 hours, that would have given you the effect you required, as to Little Robby here not being able to control his bladder or his bowels, every time he ate or drank anything, for up to a week, causing him to have no more control over his bodily functions then an infant, requiring him to be kept in diapers 24/7. From what I've observed here today, it would appear, the formula worked far beyond anything that we could have expected, the primary reason for that, and Robby, I am so sorry to have to tell you this, but before I tell you, I have some paperwork for you to sign, the paperwork, will basically release myself and my office from any and all legal responsibilities or claims. There are also papers for you to sign, naming Beth as your legal guardian and giving her the Power of Attorney so she has access to all of your legal and financial responsibilities. I sat there trying to absorb everything I was hearing, and as Beth pushed the paperwork towards me, she smiled and said, " It's ok baby boy, trust me, you're about to live your utmost fantasy, to an extent you never thought was possible, you just need to trust me and sign these papers, for Dr. Jessie, and, for both you and me. As I hesitated, Beth squeezed my leg and smiled at me, then said, it'll be ok baby boy, you'll see. I went ahead and signed the papers and as soon as I did, the attitude in the room literally changed, dramatically, it was like it went from serious and solemn, to joyful and humorous, all of a sudden, Kim stood up, walked over and gave me a kiss on my forehead, then Elly did the same, and finally Beth did also. Dr. Jessie seemed jubilant, excited and overjoyed, as she shuffled the paperwork, then placed it into a manila folder, she said, " Beth, if you and Kim want to keep him on the formula, even after what I have told you, then I'll also need for both you and Kim to sign release papers, plus, I'm going to have to tweek the formula a tiny bit, so perhaps we can avoid that possible side effect that I told you about ". Dr. Jessie ten turned to me and said, " Robby Baby, what I am getting ready to tell you might be a bit shocking, but then again, after hearing what Beth, Kim and Elly told me about how well you adjusted to toddler life, this just might be good news and not bad news for you. The formula you have been drinking, was only meant for a maximum 48 hour intake, you on the other hand, have been drinking this formula, up to 4 to 6 times a day, for up to the past 96 hours, causing you to have no bodily function control, and as you well know, the formula has worked beyond our expectations, unfortunately Robby, the amount of formula you have consumed, has left you permanently incontinent, you are and will remain both urinary and fecal incontinent, indefinitely, or until I can find a way to reverse the effects of the formula. This new formula I concocted, and have labeled a rejuvenation formula, will not only keep your bladder and bowels flowing smoothly and freely, but will also create a mild and permanent swelling of the tongue, nothing that would be dangerous or life threatening to you, but enough so, that your speech will be impeded, similar to that of a toddler, you will also feel a deadening numb-ness in your hands and feet, making it literally impossible for you to hold anything small, such as a pencil or a pen for writing, and will also cause you to walk funny, due to the numbness in your legs and feet, combine all of these behavioral patterns together, and, toss in the diapers and baby clothes you wear, from an outsiders point of view, you are going to appear to be no different then an 18 month old, in almost every aspect, other then your size and mentality. You will understand and know, each and everything that is being said and done to you, but like an 18 month old, you will not be able to express yourself other then by crying and talking baby gibberish. In anticipation of you signing the documents today, Beth submitted your resignation to your job and Kim and Elly have contracted for one of the rooms in her home to be converted to a Big Baby Boy's Nursery, Beth and Kim have also signed an agreement with Miss Dani and the nursing home to have you there on Monday, Wednesday and Friday of every week so their nurses aides can be certified in Diapering 101, this will be a year to year contract based on your progress with my new formula and if Beth and Kim decide to try and re-potty train you. The money you make from the nursing home and your percentage from my formula when I go public with it, should be enough to keep you and Beth set up for the rest of your life. As I sat there, listening to Dr. Jessie, I felt a familiar warmness slowly oozing into the seat of my diaper, and I knew, me sitting there messing my diaper, knowing it wouldn't be long before I would still be able to talk like an adult, or even write or walk like an adult................... IT OCCURED TO ME WHILE i SAT THERE MESSING AND WETTING MY DIAPER AS BETH, KIM, ALLY AND DR. JESSIE ALL SMILED, LOOKED AT ME, AND WRINKLED THEIR NOSES, ALMOST IN UNISON, THAT I WAS ALMOST EXACTLY LIKE................ MY GIRLFRIENDS SISTERS BABY !!!!!!!!!!! THE END

Pampers Cruizers is my first choice, Luvs is second. I really dont like the look and quality of Huggies, and thier wipes stink!