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Today i removed what was the default skin. The creators of it have gone out of business and were no longer supporting it - and with a major software update coming this quarter it would have been rendered unusable soon anyway.

I honestly think everything looks perfect now. This skin is much easier on the eyes for me than the old one, the formatting makes reading forum posts a breeze now, and everything looks perfect to me. I'll need to poke around the blog section and galleries a bit more to see if there are any issues there, but so far this is the best DD has looked in years. Thanks again Mikey.

Now I am curious what the original post said.

Susan carried Kylie into the kitchen, where it looked fairly normal except for the large, teen-sized high chair that stood at one corner of the table. Susan lifted the tray and set Kylie down in it. By now Kylie was getting back some of her motor function, though she still couldn't talk. While Susan was facing away, preparing a likely disgusting selection of baby foods, Kylie sloppily attempted to wiggle out of the high chair. However, the noise made Susan turn around. "Oh, baby, don't try and get out!" Susan exclaimed, hurrying over. She reached between Kylie's legs and pulled a strap between them, and then buckled it into two other straps that came down from both sides of Kylie's legs. "There we go, all safe." The straps pushed up against Kylie's diaper and made her shirt ride up, threatening to expose her chest. Susan brought over some baby food, complete with a humiliating oversized bib that read "Mommy's girl". Kylie squirmed as Susan wrapped it around her, proclaiming "Wouldn't want the baby to get all messy when she eats". Spooning up something mushy and pale yellow, Susan said, "Open wide baby Kylie. Here's comes the train! Choo choo!" Kylie leaned back in an effort to avoid the mush, but somehow her mouth automatically opened and the food made it in. After the humiliating feeding was done, Susan got a warm washcloth and wiped Kylie's face off. "Wow sweetie, I guess you did need that bib!" Kylie sat there in embarrassment. "I'm going to wash up the dishes, but first I'll put you in the bouncer so you can watch a cute little show." Kylie tried to struggle when Susan easily lifted her up, but it was no use as they went into the family room. A large, oversized baby bouncer sat in the middle. It definitely hadnt been there the night before. Susan eased Kylie into it, the flexible material encasing her diaper. Kylie's toes just barely touched the ground. "You look adorable Kylie." Susan said in a baby voice. She popped a pacifier into her mouth and turned on a kiddie show. Kylie thought it was Teletubbies but couldn't be sure. When Susan left the room, Kylie experimentally bounced off the ground a little bit. Wow, that was kind of fun...she sprang off again with her toes. She was going so high up in the air! To her surprise, she was giggling uncontrollably from what fun it was. Susan came back to the family room and clapped her hands in excitement. "Kylie you're such a happy baby! I know your mom will love you once she gets her baby back!" This comment made Kylie immediately go back to her sour mood. "Awww, does the grumpy little one need a bottle? Luckily I brought one in with me." She held up a bottle full of the same formula Kylie had drank against her will the night before. "No!" Kylie tried to scream. That would make her get younger! But she still couldn't talk, and was powerless to Susan lifting her into her lap on the couch. Though her 12 yr old size made it a little awkward, Kylie was soon laying on her back in nothing but a diaper and a short shirt looking up at Susan, awaiting her bottle. As she had no choice, Kylie began to drink. Her eyes became heavy and Susan gently patted her bottom as she drifted off to sleep. Kylie woke up, once again, in a crib. But this was a smaller one, definitely. She was in a different diaper too. Instead of the white nondescript one, this one was pink with Sesame Street characters across it. She also didn't have a shirt on at all, and that drew attention to her now-flat chest. The mirror was still across from the crib, and as Kylie unsteadily stood up, she looked no more than 6. "Help!" She said loudly. I can talk?! She thought right away. "HELLLLP!" Kylie screamed, putting her voice into use. It was a lot higher and babyish sounding, but hey, it worked. "Please, somebody get me out of here!!!" She couldn't get out of the crib at all. Susan raced into the room, knowing her new 6 yr old charge would be unsettled. "Oh Kylie, honey, it's ok!" She said. She lifted Kylie out and bounced her up and down soothingly. "That was a big jump back, I know, but now you'll only regress a year each day." Susan laid Kylie on the changing table and proceeded to change her. "I wet myself?!" Kylie said in disbelief. "Oh yes." Susan replied. "The medicine has begun to work. Now you won't know at all when you go, which is just as well, since you'll have to adjust to being an infant soon." She removed the heavy wet diaper and wiped Kylie off. Kylie could see that any trace of hair down there was long gone. She was just a silly little kid now, confined to wetting her diapers. Susan taped the new diaper on her, and then helped her down to the plush pink floor. Surpisingly, Kylie found she was Able to walk! "Why can I walk? I thought I was being treated like a full-out baby..." Kylie said, confused. "Oh no, honey. You can be a normal little bed wetting kid until you go back to the age where you WILL be a baby. I feel it's more frustrating when you know what's happening now to you and attempt to fight back. But it's no use. Mama always wins." Susan replied. So it's a way for her to give me some control, but really none at all. Kylie thought, seething. "Can I at least have a shirt?" She asked shyly. "Nope," Susan replied. "Kids your age have NO modesty whatsoever. But I think I'll stop the mental regression, actually. It'll be more fun for you to be trapped in a the helpless body of a baby with a clear working mind. I sure am changing my usual procedure. But you're a special case, sweetie." Susan tweaked Kylie's nose. "I have to run out and do a few errands. Your babysitter, hannah, will be over anytime now. She won't know that you're really a 22 yr. old trapped in a 6 yr old body, and she definitely won't believe you if you try to convince her of your unbelievably tale." Susan reassured Kylie. Kylie began to cry in frustration. There was no way out of this fucked up trap! Just then, the doorbell rang. Susan picked Kylie up and patted her bare back as she walked to the front door. "It's ok, baby. It'll all be fine. You're going to have so much fun with your babysitter!"

ANY email that asks you give up personal info or make a payment is a scam. (unless you are expecting it and know/trust the source before hand)

Nice work.

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No, you're not wrong. There has to be more to a relationship... much more, of course.

Kinda makes you wonder if the commanding officer is a closet DL or AB.

I will occasionally wear two panties together and always the more expressive one on the outside.

Over the years I have strived to become extremely confident with what I choose to do and be in life and as a result I am completely comfortable talking about anything, abdl/kink included. If the situation is appropriate I will talk about that aspect of my life without holding back.