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I agree completely. I am so much happier and more relaxed since I switched to nappies 24/7. I actually noticed the change not long after I started wetting the bed again. Once I got over the initial shock and soon settled back in to the bedwetting habit I realised somehow being a bedwetter once more made me feel so much happier and contented with life. As my incontinence got worse and I had to start wearing nappies all the time this just things even more chilled out.

This part stops halfway through a scene but I was finding it hard to find a suitable place to stop. This part is over 4000 words long! --- As time went by Bobby went from initially being quite reluctant to join in to building tanks and other guns with the Lego blocks. He slowly forgot his inhibitions and by the time Janet came home he was laughing away with Emma as they had pretend battles with the things they had made. Bobby hadn’t even noticed that when he shifted position to lay flat on his front as he built his weaponry that his shirt had ridden up slightly and the waistband of his diaper was visible to anyone who would care to look. “Looks like you two are having fun!” Came Janet’s voice suddenly from behind the couch. Bobby jumped at the sudden return of Janet, she had apparently used the back door to come back in. Bobby went red as he realised that she had been watching how much fun he had whilst playing the children’s games on the floor. Bobby started to stand up. “Don’t worry about it Bobby, you keep playing. I’m going to put dinner on.” Janet said with a smile and a wink as she turned and headed to the kitchen. Bobby stayed and played with Emma for ten minutes or so before making excuses and leaving to go upstairs. He left the room and started climbing the stairs, he felt too embarrassed and self-conscious to keep playing and wanted some solitude. As he closed his bedroom door he suddenly felt the need to release his bladder. His first instinct was to turnaround and head back down the landing to the bathroom. But he stopped himself. “If I’m wearing a diaper…” He thought to himself. Bobby closed his eyes and relaxed his muscles. Suddenly he felt a spurt as urine leaked out of him and was quickly absorbed into the padding around his crotch. Taking a deep breath, he relaxed further and allowed himself to wet freely. He sighed in relief as a creeping warmness spread around his crotch and the ache in his bladder lessened. Finally, Bobby stopped wetting and immediately felt himself overtaken by guilt and shame. How could he choose to wet himself like that? Bobby had to admit that the feeling around his groin wasn’t unpleasant. The warmth and expanded padding felt very comfortable. Bobby thought he would, that perhaps he should, hate the feeling of a wet diaper but he found it quite nice. He was just considering what to do next. Whether to take it off or go and tell Janet what had happened when he heard a banging on the floor and Janet shouting up the stairs that dinner was ready. Bobby headed downstairs in his wet diaper. When he heard Janet’s voice telling him to come downstairs he obeyed almost without thinking. He simply opened the door and started walking. He could feel the heavy weight of the diaper hugging his crotch with each step he took and he couldn’t help smiling to himself a little bit. It felt so good not to have to worry about a sudden need for the bathroom, for the first time in a long time he was starting to feel the spectre of his bladder problems lift slightly. Even the embarrassment felt like it was getting easier to bear as he became used to the two females in the house knowing about his underwear. Striding over to the table confidently he sat down and smiled at Emma who was already seated. Janet wasn’t in the room but Bobby could hear noises from the kitchen and he guessed she was just finishing serving the dinner. Emma started telling Bobby all about the colouring she had spent the day doing when Janet finally entered the room with three plates of food expertly balanced in her hands. She put one down in front of Emma and then put her own plate down before walking around the table to give Bobby his food. Bobby could see from the two girls’ plates that dinner was sausages and fries, one of Bobby’s favourites. When Bobby’s plate was put down in front of them he immediately felt himself go a little red in the face when he noticed that he hadn’t been given a knife and his sausages had already been cut up for him. He smiled in an awkward manner when Emma looked over, her food had been cut up for her too. “Just like me!” Emma said excitedly pointing to the plate with a wide smile. Bobby was about to respond when he felt something flutter down over his face. When it finally came to a rest against his chest he felt it pulled tight and a knot tied behind his neck. Bobby looked down and realised he had been given a bib, not just any bib though but a bright pink one that went halfway down his chest. Bobby felt the confidence he had been feeling rapidly leaving him again. “Sorry, it’s the only one we have.” Janet said as she walked to her seat and saw Bobby looking down at the bib with a face going a darker shade of red, “It is one of Emma’s old bibs.” “Do… Do I really need to wear this?” Bobby asked. He stuttered as he felt the brief flash of confidence he had making way for embarrassment. “I just don’t want you ruining your clothes sweetie, and after your last dinner where half the dinner ended up on your face I think it is a sensible precaution.” Janet explained. She was exaggerating of course. Bobby had ended up with some food on his face after their previous dinner but it wouldn’t have been enough to necessitate a bib. Bobby didn’t want to start an argument though so just nodded and looked down to start eating. “Oh hold on a second!” Janet exclaimed and stood up suddenly. For a few seconds there was silence as Emma ate a bit of sausage and Bobby looked up from his own plate just long enough to note that the young girl didn’t have or need a bib. Janet returned quickly with two glasses full of water and placed them in front of her daughter and herself. Then she walked around the table and placed a glass of milk on the table in front of Bobby. Bobby looked at the glass with an odd expression. He normally had apple juice with his dinner and the sudden change to milk seemed a little odd. Bobby watched Janet as she walked back around the table and sat back down. “Sorry Bobby. I know you prefer juice but we don’t have any. We have plenty of milk though.” Janet said as she picked up her cutlery and started cutting up her own food. She had placed extra emphasis on the word milk. Emma picked up her glass of juice and drank from it. Bobby looked at Janet as if to ask why she got juice. “That’s the last of the juice I’m afraid.” Janet said as she took a sip of her own drink. Bobby picked up the glass and drank from it. He never really drank much milk usually but he didn’t dislike it. As was drinking he though he saw Janet glance at him over her own drink but it was such a quick glance that Bobby assumed it was his mind playing tricks on him. As he chugged down the milk he noticed it had a bit of a strange taste to it. It tasted a little sweeter than how he remembered but since he hadn’t drunk milk in quite a while he assumed he had just forgotten the taste. It certainly wasn’t an unpleasant taste. “I don’t need diapers or bibs, do I mommy?” Emma asked innocently as she looked over at Bobby. “No sweetie, you are a big girl now.” Janet said smiling. She grasped her daughters hand as if to say well done. Emma sat in apparent thought for a few seconds as she looked at Bobby. “Does that mean Bobby is littler than me?” Emma asked innocently. Bobby blushed and looked down at his food. As he felt himself go red he wished Emma’s cruelly accurate observations would stop. “Just eat your dinner darling.” Janet said to her daughter with a smile before continuing her own meal. The table lapsed into silence for a few seconds before Emma forgot about what she was talking about before and began talking to her mother. Janet wasn’t looking at Bobby, she was looking at her daughter and talking to her about her day. She was listening to the 4-year-old’s excited babble and smiling and nodding. Meanwhile, Bobby sat quietly and ate his meal without drawing attention to himself. He was feeling very relaxed and content as he listened to the two females discussing their days. This was something that Bobby never got when he was a child. When Bobby was a child dinner time had always been a tense affair. If he was in diapers for a punishment he could be sure that one or both parents would talk about it and ask him if he was wet when they knew he wasn’t, it was just an excuse to embarrass him. Even if he wasn’t padded dinner time would usually be silent, if they even ate together at all. This was much different. This felt like a real family. Bobby felt himself becoming quite emotional as he considered that this was how a real family was supposed to behave. This was how dinner times with people you live with should be like. For the first time in a long time Bobby felt like part of a family and as these feelings of happiness came over him he started to tear up a little bit. As the emotions threatened to overwhelm him he used his bib to wipe his eyes and try to keep it secret how much this little scene meant to him. Maybe it was the relaxation from the peace of mind that Bobby was experiencing but Bobby suddenly felt the front of his diaper burst with warmth. It took Bobby a second or two to realise he was wetting his himself. He tried to not make it obvious what was happening by acting like he was just listening to the conversation but he knew he must look a little strange as his body released its bladder into the padding. He sat up straight and barely moved whilst staring into the middle distance. Eventually the wetting stopped and Bobby felt the diaper absorb all the moisture and his padding swelled to accommodate it. There was a slight tickling feeling as the urine trickled around his skin as the last few drops searched for a place to be absorbed. Bobby felt himself going a little red but fortunately Janet chose that moment to stand up and gather the dishes and cutlery distracting everyone from the embarrassing act Bobby had just committed. She took Bobby’s bottle and as she did so she gave him a little wink and another inadvertent look down her top. Bobby assumed it was inadvertent at least, but it seemed to be happening more and more often and he started to wonder if it was actually very deliberate. She walked into the kitchen with all the cutlery. Emma stood up and ran to the living room where she was playing with her dolls on the floor in front of the TV which had a cartoon on it but with the volume very low. Bobby stayed seated for a little bit. As all his wetting settled in his diaper he suddenly became acutely worried that he might have a leak. He tried to subtly put his hand under himself to feel around for wet spots but was relieved to find there wasn’t any obvious signs that his underwear had let some moisture out. Bobby was amazed that the diapers could handle as much as they were currently handling. Bobby had already wet his diaper pretty well before coming down to dinner. His wetting just now was not a small one either and although he could feel the warmth all over his padding he had almost expected to find a puddle in his seat. It was only now that Bobby started wondering what caused him to wet so easily whilst in the chair. Normally he had strong urges before he had to go but this time his first warning sign was when his urine splashed against the diapers padding. Bobby worried about that somewhat but he thought he had an idea of why it might have happened. Sitting in his already diaper whilst at the table with two people who cared for him. Bobby couldn’t think of a time in his life where he had felt so relaxed and care free. Perhaps that relaxed and care free state of mind had allowed him to ignore the usual warnings from his bladder and therefore made him not even think about needing the toilet. Whatever had caused it, it had happened and Bobby was very glad he was wearing a diaper when it did happen. That was a sentence Bobby wouldn’t have even contemplated saying a few weeks ago! Bobby started walking towards the living room with the intention of going straight through and heading up to his bedroom. As he walked past the doorway to the kitchen he suddenly heard Janet shout something through to him. “Bobby, could you stay in the living room for a bit? I would like to have a chat when I’m done in here if that’s OK.” Janet called out. Bobby looked over to see Janet looking at him. He nodded and headed into the living room and instead of going to the stairs he sat on the large couch. Each step towards the couch reminded him of his currently very wet state as his diaper felt heavy between his legs and he could feel it rubbing against his inner thighs. When Bobby sat down he felt the diaper get pushed against him again and the crinkling of the plastic made Emma stop her games to look up at Bobby. She smiled a big toothy grin before going back to her games. Bobby meanwhile went very red when he realised his diapered state may be more obvious than he thought it was. After a few minutes of watching Emma perform a marriage for two of her dolls Bobby turned his head to see Janet entering the room. She quickly walked over and sat on the couch next to Bobby. She changed the channel on the television to a soap opera and turned the volume up a little bit. For the next hour they sat together watching TV whilst Emma played at their feet. Bobby wondered what Janet wanted to talk to him about but assumed from the way she was staying quiet that she was waiting for Emma’s bedtime. As time went on Bobby found himself moving up the couch closer and closer to Janet who seemed to have no problem with it. She put her arm over the back of the couch and after Bobby scooted sideways so he was much closer to her she brought her arm down so that it was around Bobby’s shoulders. Bobby sighed as he felt the embrace and smiled slightly as they continued watching the soap operas and their crazy storylines. Bobby gently rested his head on Janet’s shoulder as they watched TV. When the credits started rolling on the TV show Janet stood up and told her daughter that it was time to head to bed. Bobby started to stand himself before he felt Janet’s hand gently push him back on to the couch. “Not you Bobby. I would still like to have a chat with you.” Janet said with a smile. Bobby looked confused but nodded and sat back on the couch. Again his diaper rustled and again it caused Emma to glance over and giggle. Janet took her daughters hand and the two of them left the room leaving Bobby alone on the couch. Bobby shifted slightly as the very wet diaper that he was wearing stuck to him a little bit. Bobby felt that although he wasn’t sure what the limits of these diapers were he knew that one more wetting would probably push it over the edge and cause a leak. Fortunately, he didn’t feel the need to test this because his bladder still felt empty. Janet came back downstairs a few minutes later and walked straight through the living room and into the kitchen. A few seconds later Janet re-emerged into the living room carrying something that Bobby recognised but couldn’t believe he was seeing. Janet had brought out a baby’s bottle of milk! Janet sat down on the couch and pulled Bobby close to her. She put her arm around the smaller man and just smiled at him for a bit which caused Bobby to blush. “You are very cute when you blush.” Janet said laughing. Bobby didn’t know how to respond so he stayed silent and felt himself go even redder. “So… How wet are you?” Janet asked slightly more seriously. “Um… Very.” Bobby choked out. He felt it hard to admit and his throat felt constricted with shame at the admission that he had wet himself. Janet nodded and smiled. “And you don’t mind it. Do you?” Janet asked. She felt that the lack of complaining about the diapers and the fact that he had sat around in them without asking for a change showed that Bobby did not mind his diapers. Bobby looked down and shook his head. He didn’t mind the diapers at all, in fact he quite enjoyed them. He didn’t want to say it but the warmth and the comfort felt great and the ability to not have to worry if he needed to run to the bathroom suddenly. Janet pulled Bobby closer still. He was now squeezed in really close. “Would you like a drink?” Janet asked softly. She gave the bottle a little shake as she asked the question. Bobby hesitated for a few moments before nodding his head. He really wanted some more of the delicious milk, it had become quite addictive for the young man. Janet softly took hold of Bobby’s shoulders and turned him so his feet ended up on the other end of the couch. She pulled him closer and finally lifted him over her lap. Bobby felt tense from the unusual position as he felt Janet’s arm underneath him, almost as if she were cradling him. Janet brought up the bottle and slowly inserted it into Bobby’s mouth. Bobby looked at Janet through big eyes for a few seconds unsure if he was OK with what was happening. Soon though he gave an experimental suck on the bottle and found himself rewarded with a burst of lovely, sweet and cold milk. Bobby continued sucking and swallowing as if by instinct and soon he found his tense body relaxing. It almost felt like he was melting in Janet’s arms. A large part of Bobby couldn’t believe what he was doing. Nursing from a baby’s bottle as if it were the most normal thing in the world. But that lovely milk was intoxicating for Bobby. He wanted more of it and if it was coming via a baby bottle then Bobby was OK with it. He felt more and more relaxed as he continued drinking the milk and it didn’t take long for every worry and thought to leave Bobby’s mind. The only thing that was left occupying his mind was the want, the need, for more of this delicious milk. Bobby knew how much of a baby he must look like right now as he laid across Janet’s lap and nursed on a bottle but it didn’t matter to him. He felt content and he felt happy. Bobby’s eyes closed and whilst he continued to nurse on the bottle he felt himself being rocked ever so slightly by the older woman. He sighed in contented pleasure and felt a cool trickle of milk escape the side of his mouth and run down his cheek. Eventually he was sucking air as the bottle emptied and Janet pulled it away from the man’s eager lips. Bobby felt like he could drink that glorious liquid all day everyday such was its effect on the young man. “I think it’s time for bed little man.” Janet said quietly as she used a tissue to wipe up the bit of milk that was running down Bobby’s cheek. Bobby nodded with a yawn and slowly got off Janet’s lap. As he stood up he felt his heavy diaper sag lower. It was practically at his knees and it felt like the tapes were straining to keep it up. Part of Bobby wondered if he had wet whilst feeding just now but he honestly couldn’t remember and he certainly was too embarrassed to ask Janet if she had noticed anything. Janet stood up as well and grabbed Bobby’s hand. She led him up the stairs and to her bedroom. Removing the young man’s clothes, she silently pointed at the bed indicating that he should lay down. Bobby obediently laid down and looked at the ceiling as Janet started to undo the tapes on his diaper. She pulled out the old diaper before heading to her drawers to pull out a new clean one that she unfolded and placed under Bobby. Bobby felt the now familiar routine of Janet using baby wipes and powder to clean him before the front of the diaper was pulled up over the man’s crotch and taped tightly closed. He just laid down and allowed Janet to complete the task, after his drink moments earlier he was feeling tired and was happy to lay back and allow Janet to change him like a real baby. When it was all done she pulled him back to his feet. Bobby expected to be dressed again but Janet opened the door and motioned that Bobby should follow her. She walked down the landing towards Bobby’s bedroom. Bobby followed her footsteps though he felt very naked walking around in just a diaper such as he was. He eyed Emma’s door with worry as they walked past and hoped that it remained closed. When they both entered Bobby’s bedroom Janet led him over to the bed and laid him down. She pulled the cover over Bobby and then tucked him in, Bobby’s blushing returned as Janet smiled down at him warmly and planting a kiss on his forehead. “Sweet dreams.” Janet whispered to Bobby as she moved away from the bed. She glanced back at Bobby one final time on the way through the door and saw that his eyes were already closed and he seemed to be asleep. Janet smiled at the sleeping man before retreating back to her own bedroom. --- Bobby was slowly brought back to consciousness the next morning by a small prodding feeling on his crotch. He mumbled something and tried to roll over but found the prodding continued. Suddenly realising that there was another person in the room Bobby’s eyes flew open and he sat bolt upright. “Oh sorry dear, I didn’t mean to wake you.” Janet said as she removed her hand from under Bobby’s cover. Bobby felt his heart racing as he realised it was only Janet and he tried to calm himself down. Realising what Janet was doing he slowly pulled the cover off of himself to find out the state of his diaper. It did not take Bobby long to notice that the blue wetness indicator running around the diaper had turned a green color. “Oh dear.” Janet muttered quietly. Bobby felt his bottom lip trembling as he realised he had wet his diaper in his sleep. He felt upset and embarrassed that Janet was here to see this. He didn’t know what to do but he sniffed hard as he tried to keep himself from breaking down completely. He felt the tears welling up in his eyes as the shame of wetting the bed threatened to overwhelm him. “Oh don’t worry dear.” Janet said putting her hand on the man’s shoulder, “We’ll get you all cleaned up and changed. Wait right there.” Bobby didn’t move a muscle as Janet bustled out of the room. After a couple of seconds, he gently prodded his diaper with his finger and was amazed at just how wet the padding was. He was soaked. That bottle of milk must have gone right through him, he thought as he shifted slightly and heard the crinkling that accompanied it. In the silence of the bedroom Bobby heard the next door down open and close. “Good morning sweetie, did you have a nice sleep?” Came Janet’s voice as what sounded like her bedroom door closed. “Yes mommy.” Came Emma’s voice which still sounded sleepy. “That’s good sweetie. How about you wait downstairs and I will come make you breakfast in a minute?” Janet asked in the sing-song voice she reserved for children. Bobby, still listening to the conversation, suddenly realised that when Janet talked to him she used a similar tone of voice! “OK.” Emma responded. Bobby heard Janet’s footsteps getting closer to his door and when it opened slightly he heard Emma’s voice again. “Why are you going in Bobby’s room?” Came Emma’s curious voice. There was a momentary pause when it seemed to Bobby like no one and nothing was moving. “Well sweetie, remember when you were a big girl and you learnt to use the big girl potty?” Janet asked. She spoke like she was choosing her words carefully. “Uh huh.” Emma’s quiet but high pitch voice responded. “OK, remember when a couple of times you didn’t quite make it to the potty and we put you back in diapers for a day or so before trying again?” Janet continued. “Uh huh.” Came the little girl’s voice again. “Bobby has had a few accidents; he didn’t make it to the potty on time. So I am making sure he is padded in case he has any accidents.” Janet explained to her daughter like it was the most normal thing in the world. Bobby’s mouth dropped open and he went a deep red as he realised he was being treated almost no differently to Emma, a 4-year-old child. He looked down at his wet diaper again and wondered why he would be treated differently. Wet diapers, bottles and bibs… Bobby realised with a bit of a jolt that he hadn’t been acting like the adult he was supposed to be for some time. He knew that he probably shouldn’t feel the way he did but he couldn’t help it. Every time he was changed or given a bottle of that delicious milk he felt so content that he wanted to always be like that. Whilst Bobby was thinking about all of this he heard Emma’s light footsteps heading down the stairs and Janet finished walking into Bobby’s bedroom and closed the door. Half of Bobby wanted to put a stop to this, wanted to say enough was enough and that he was an adult. He couldn’t let himself be treated like an infant even if he liked how it made him feel. But with every step Janet took towards him his resistance crumbled. He saw the thick disposable diaper in her hand and the warm smile on her face and Bobby just couldn’t bring himself to say anything that would stop what he knew was coming. Janet gently pushed Bobby so he was horizontal on the bed. The part of Bobby that wanted to resist disappeared and he sighed as he felt the older woman rip off the tapes of his heavily used diaper. Bobby felt the familiar cold wet wipes rubbing all over his front, and after lifting his legs, he felt the same cold sensation over his behind. He shuddered slightly as Janet ran her hand down the centre of Bobby’s butt as she made sure he was clean all over. When Bobby’s legs were lowered Janet threw the used wet wipes into the used diaper and pulled it away from Bobby. As Janet unfolded the new diaper Bobby obediently raised his rear to allow Janet to place it under him. Janet pulled up the front of the new diaper between Bobby’s legs and tightly taped the diaper around his waist. When the diaper was firmly secured Bobby stood up and felt the diaper sag slightly as he did so. He went to grab his pants and a shirt when Janet stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. “Hold on a minute.” Janet said causing Bobby to stop, “I think I have something a little more appropriate.” Janet left the room for a minute leaving Bobby standing almost naked and feeling very vulnerable in just his diaper. When Janet re-entered the room she had brought with her some new clothing. She held her hands in front of her and allowed the clothing to unfold until Bobby could see exactly what it was. Bobby was shocked to see that the piece of clothing that Janet had picked out for him was a pair of shortalls. A white shirt with little pictures of cars on it and a pair of red shorts that went down to roughly knee level and went all the way up the chest to be held up by straps going over the shoulders. Bobby blushed shyly at the babyish clothing and then found himself going even more red when Janet turned the clothes around to reveal a drop hatch over the rear of the shortalls. It didn’t take Bobby long to realise that this was for easy diaper checks. Bobby wasn’t sure how he felt about the babyish clothing but with everything else he had been doing recently it almost felt appropriate that Janet would bring out these clothes, though why she had them in the first place Bobby really had no idea. Janet put the shortalls on the bed and came towards Bobby with the t-shirt. Bobby didn’t move except to put his arms in the air to allow his busty hostess to pull the shirt down over his head. Janet then turned back to the bed to pick up the shortalls and held them open to allow Bobby to step into them. She felt Bobby’s hands on her shoulders as he tried to keep himself steady whilst stepping into the shorts. Janet smiled as she heard Bobby’s crinkling diaper so close to her. Once Bobby had stepped into the clothes Janet stood up and adjusted the shoulder straps so they were nice and secure. She couldn’t help but smile when she saw Bobby in these clothes. He looked absolutely adorable. Bobby felt a little silly. He could feel his diaper pulled against him by the shorts and he knew he must look like an oversized toddler but he found himself not caring as much as he thought he would. Somehow these clothes just felt right to Bobby, perhaps the thick diaper just meant other babyish clothes made sense. “I could just eat you up, you look so adorable!” Janet said to her younger lodger. As Bobby blushed, Janet stepped forward and engulfed Bobby in a tight hug. Bobby felt Janet’s hand patting his padded rear but he was so distracted by being pulled into her large breasts that he barely even noticed. “Come on, let’s get you downstairs.” Janet said to Bobby. She reached out her hand and Bobby grabbed it without hesitation. As they walked out of the room Bobby knew that going downstairs like this would basically mean showing he was a complete baby now. He knew that it would mean he was seen as a younger person than Emma, he would for all intents and purposes be just a toddler. “Oh, one more thing to complete this adorable new look.” Janet said as she quickly turned into her own bedroom leaving Bobby alone on the landing for a few seconds. She emerged holding something at head height and before Bobby could even react to he found the new item being pushed into his mouth. It didn’t take Bobby long to realise what had happened. His tongue could feel the soft silicone bulb filling his mouth and his lips felt the plastic mouth guard against the outside of his mouth. It was fairly clear that Janet had just slipped a pacifier into Bobby’s mouth. “I’ve seen you biting your nail. This should keep your mouth occupied and save your nails.” Janet said like a mother correcting their infant’s behaviour, “And it makes you look as cute as a button!” Bobby blushed a little but his smile was visible around the mouth guard. He took Janet’s hand again and together they walked down the stairs towards the living room. Every slightly wide legged step produced more and more crinkles. Bobby remembered just a few days ago how he had been so nervous about being found to be wearing a diaper and now he was heading downstairs in not just a diaper but a babyish outfit and a pacifier. It was crazy how much things had changed but Bobby felt so at peace as he headed down the stairs, he should probably have worried about what was happening a lot more but he couldn’t help just embracing the feelings he was getting from his new status.

Well I'll be!

The "baby scent" in most diapering supplies - powder, lotion, wipes (especially for me), etc. - is a very strong emotional trigger in a lot of ABDLs. It's a scent you don't smell very often except when you are around babies or are a baby yourself, therefore it's exclusively linked to the idea of being a baby. The feel of the stuff is great too. Most baby products are also designed for incredibly sensitive skin so it's likely to be better to put on yourself than most things adults use for their basic hygiene. I never wash with adult body wash anymore and strictly only use baby soap and my skin feels a lot less irritated most of the time. Baby powder in it's most traditional form (i.e. talc) has been found to be kind of dangerous now, but the cornstarch stuff is really good if you accumulate a lot of moisture "down there" and some powders are treated with Vitamin E and aloe to help keep skin soft. It's just a really nice feeling to feel super-dry and fresh "down there" all day

All the time.

Go to the forum that you want, click on the "search" box where you type stuff in and the "all content" box will appear next to it. You can click to search that specific forum for the items that you need, so you don't get the stuff from the story or roleplay sections. Unfortunately you can't check multiple forums and exclude some, but at least it's something. -piper

I'm going to agree with Elfy here, I like those videos, they are essentially my porno lol.