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Thanks again for all of the kind comments, I'm really enjoying writing this story. Part 3I awoke after a short nap in the swing to April kissing me on the forehead and setting me down on the floor. I yawned and stretched and tried to stand up, forgetting that I was wearing the ridiculous expanding diaper. I struggled to my feet, looked up at April and pointed to the diaper, hoping she'd get my meaning. She just smiled. I felt the urge to go again, but I really didn't want to find out if this thing would expand further. I bounced up and down a bit and whined around the pacifier, trying to get a muffled "please" around the rubber nipple and plastic shield. Her smile unchanged, April gently guided my body into a sitting position."I'm curious if those will expand again, and you always go after a nap... so go, little one," April stood back and watched me, but I just sat there, "Go on, let it go. You'll get a cup instead of a bottle at dinner if you do."I sighed and released the pressure on my bladder. I was paying attention this time, so I actually watched the diaper balloon up to twice its previously-too-large size into something absurd. The expanding diaper lifted my bottom off the ground and the padding expanded out to my knees. I was lifted so far off the ground and my legs splayed so far apart that I was completely immobilized by my wet diaper. I could wiggle my legs, but I couldn't get any kind of purchase to help me stand up. I looked up to April pitifully and made a pleading motion with my hands."Oh my, they weren't kidding, were they? Can you even move?" April looked down, her smile was soft and pitying. I shook my head in response. "It looks like naughty girls will be stuck in their Tattletale diaper - it tells on you. Let's hope you're not naughty, huh?"She picked me up, supporting the massive diaper with one arm and she held me to her, carrying me back to the nursery. She set about changing me into yet another diaper, telling me, "We're going to eat dinner, you can finish coloring in your book, and then it's off to bed with you. We're going to take your paci out to eat and you're not going to say one word, right little Kimmy?"I nodded while she threw away the tattletale diaper and taped up the fresh, clean daytime diaper. I didn't bother to struggle, there was nothing I could do about the situation anyway. It felt good to be in a normal, clean diaper. After that ridiculous diaper, the regular diaper felt so thin."I'm very, very happy with how you let Lisa take care of you, it made her happy," she lifted me up and snuggled me close, "She doesn't understand how wonderful it is to have a Little. And I am so lucky to have one as wonderful as you. You're a very sweet girl, Kimmy. There are so many Littles that have to be punished all the time just to get them to behave. You silly Littles don't know what's good for you," she said it lovingly and booped my nose, but it rankled. I was an adult, I'd been taking care of myself just fine for years!April carried me to the kitchen where she sat me down in the high chair, buckled me in, and snapped the tray in place in front of me. This was another thing I doubt I'd ever get used to, mealtimes. I wasn't allowed to do anything for myself in this world. Everything was enormous and I was entirely at the mercy of April. The memories of how I got here were fuzzy, the last thing I remember of home was a party with some friends and I was doing shots. I've been blackout drunk a few times before, but this time when I came to I was in the back seat of April's car. She explained it all to me, that I had travelled to another dimension where people like me were cared for and loved.. she showed me the adoption paperwork and explained the ins-and-outs of my new life, she explained that they had repaired my body and she told me that everything was going to be fine. I shuddered at the memory of that first night in the crib, hoping desperately that when I woke up, I'd be back home. But I woke up the next morning to crib bars and a diaper, which I inevitably ended up wetting.I snapped out of it as April finished tying a bib that read "Messy Eater" on it, and set a sippy cup down on my tray. I pouted a bit, it wasn't really what I was hoping for when she said I'd get a cup, but I honestly wasn't surprised. I watched her as she prepared a small plate for me and a large one for her. It looked like we were having chicken breast... rosemary by the smell. April wasn't the best cook ever, but she wasn't bad. Asparagus and roasted potatoes to go with it, and I'm sure apple juice was waiting for me in the sippy cup. The meal made me long for a glass of wine instead. The food was cut up on my plate, which she set in front of me with no utensils. I waited patiently while she took a few bites of her meal, then she released the pacifier and started feeding me with a "tiny" (in that it would have been regular sized for me had she let me hold it) plastic fork, one bite at a time. April would take a few bites, she would feed me a bite or two. I had to be very careful when chewing. She had warned me at the first meal that if I choked on a bite, she'd have to feed me pureed food... and I really didn't want that."Today was a pretty good day, huh Kimmy?" April said between her bites, while feeding me mine, "You were such a good girl today, I am so proud of you."I smiled and took a drink from the sippy cup when I had the opportunity, reminding myself that I wasn't supposed to speak yet."I'm so glad I can trust you to be such a good girl, I like feeding you this way no matter what the books say. You're such a cutie, it's a joy to watch you."I made sure to finish the sippy cup, April was always very keen for me to finish any liquid she gave me, any time I left so much as a sip she'd make sure I finished it and I didn't want to give her cause to take the sippy cup away. It felt good to be able to take a drink without having to suck it through a nipple and to be able to control how much I drank.. at least a little. April used my bib to wipe my face when we were done eating, she always did that same motion whether I was messy at all or not, which for the most part I wasn't. I glanced at the pacifier where she had left it on the table and watched her silently as she cleaned up after the meal.She came back and picked the hated pacifier up and popped it in my mouth, but didn't pump the shield for a change so I could actually take it out if I wanted to. It was much more comfortable that way. She released me from the confines of the high chair and carried me to the living room, where she sat me down on the floor in front of my unfinished dot-to-dot. This was part of the routine, I got some playtime after dinner while we watched TV, I just hoped it wasn't going to be...The TV flipped on and April punched in the number for the "Littles Shopping Network", the shopping show where they spent the entire time showcasing all manner of furniture and supplies for "caring for your Little". I hated the hosts, Tom and Paula - they were everything that was wrong with the Amazons. Cold, controlling, they seemed not to think that Littles were people at all, just pets at best or toys at worst. I hated this show. I turned to my carousel and tried to find the dot where I had left off, it was in the mid-two-hundreds."That's right, Tom - this upgraded RoboNanny x9 can either be installed into an existing crib, or it optionally comes with its own, and it also comes with a guarantee that any Little placed in its care can be kept inside for up to seven days unattended. It feeds, it cleans, it changes, it dresses, it rocks them to sleep. Everything you need for a night out, a weekend away, or even a short vacation!" Paula beamed at the camera, never even looking at her co-host."My my, Paula - that's simply incredible. I understand that our own studio Little Esme has been in this RoboNanny for what, three days now?" Tom's smug voice came from the TV speakers and my head snapped up to look. Sure enough, there was a blonde Little with a pacifier stuffed in her mouth who was holding desperately onto the bars of a crib. She reached pleadingly through the bars and started to cry. "Uh oh," Tom continued, "Looks like someone needs a nap. RoboNanny, begin naptime routine for Little Esme."The Little wailed as flexible metal arms came from the sides of the crib and grabbed her by the wrists and ankles and laid her down. You could see her trying to struggle free but the mechanical arms were too strong. A flexible tube appeared from over the head of the crib and attached itself to the shield of her pacifier. The camera zoomed in on the tube and showed a red liquid entering the pacifier and moments later, Esme was unconcious. I heard my paci hit the ground at the same time April's phone rang. I quickly closed my agape mouth and put the pacifier back between my lips. Poor Esme. I shuddered, thinking about how that could have been me. Trapped in a cage for days where a machine fed you and changed your diapers, an endless cycle of eating and changing. I felt a tear in my eye for poor Esme."That's a content Little right there, Tom. Look how peacefully she's sleeping," rage bubbled in my heart as Paula walked away to show the next product, a teddy bear shaped sleepsack. Before they could begin expounding on the horrible features of their device, April's phone conversation caught my attention."Actually, I'm watching it right now," April was relaxing on the couch, even she didn't seem to see how awful what they did to Esme was, which made me feel a little afraid, "Oh mom, no. Please don't buy me that RoboNanny, I don't want one."My blood ran cold."I know you're excited that I got a Little, but you already bought the crib, the changing table, that excellent pacifier - which has been a lifesaver - and more diapers than Kimmy will go through in a year, please don't buy the RoboNanny."A year. The words rang in my ears. I hadn't really thought about the future, I was mostly trying to survive the present, to make the best of it... I had been in diapers 24/7 for at least a week, maybe a week and a half, could I endure it for a year?"Yes, I know the crib is tax deductible. No, I don't want the deduction, we agreed that you'd use it when you bought the crib. No mom, I'm not falling for that one. That's how you got me to take your expensive microwave. If you buy another RoboNanny and tell me that you don't like the color of the old one, I'm still not taking the old one. I like changing Kimmy's diapers. She doesn't bite, she doesn't scratch, she doesn't kick.. Mom, she doesn't even try to escape. She's a good girl. Changing her diaper makes me feel close to her, I want her to feel how much I love her and a RoboNanny won't do that. I won't do that to her."April's mom must have been talking now, April went silent. My emotions were an absolute rollercoaster. April planned on keeping me in diapers for a year.. maybe more.... probably more. Maybe forever? Oh my goodness, was I going to be her baby forever? Would I never get to wear makeup again? Or feed myself? Or pee in a toilet? I looked down at my t-shirt and diaper and read the "I Wuv My Mommy". All of these emotions were flooding, but at the same time, I could hear how much April cared about me and that felt good. She wanted to protect me, she wanted me to be happy."Okay mom, I'll take that one from you. But promise me, no RoboNanny. Okay, good. I love you too. Yes, I'm sending you the newest picture of Kimmy right now, Lisa was holding her. Oh yes, they are adorable together. Oh, mom - I need to go, Kimmy looks tired, I think she needs to be put to bed."I did feel tired all of a sudden. I looked at my unfinished carousel.. the TV had distracted me, I didn't get to finish. I only connected a few more dots. I leaned down to put the crayon to the page again and suddenly I was up in the air. April flipped the TV off and pulled me close."Let's get you in your jammies and a nighttime diaper, little girl," April smiled at me, I stared up at her in a daze. "Oh sweetie, are you okay?"I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I didn't want to talk. I bit down on the teat of the pacifier and buried my head in April's neck."Oh sweetie, what's wrong? Oh no," April seemed genuinely distraught at me being upset, she carried me to the nursery and sat me down on the changing table. "Okay sweetie, you can talk, tell me what's wrong. I need to understand." She gently took the pacifier from my mouth."I'm scared of the RoboNanny," as soon as the words tumbled from my lips, I started bawling."Oh Kimmy, my little Kimmy, I'm so sorry. We won't be getting one of those. I promise. I want to be close to you, sweetheart. You know that, right?" I nodded, trying to stifle the sobs coming from me. April picked me up and laid me in her arms, facing up at her. She made a shushing sound and rocked me gently and... honestly, it was nice. She held me close and rocked me and whispered to me, "My little Kimmy, you're always safe with me. I'll always take care of you, my little one."When I had calmed down, she laid me down on the changing table and removed my shirt and diaper, remarking, "Only a little bit wet," as she threw it away.. which was a surprise to me, I didn't remember wetting it at all, but I was really upset so who knows. She gently lifted my legs and laid me down on the soft, soft padding of a nighttime diaper. She moved extra slowly as she powered me and rubbed it in gently, taking some time to also rub it on my arms. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, feeling her draw the front of the diaper up, forcing my legs apart slightly. Soon the tapes were fastened and I was trapped in yet another diaper."We're going to put you in your sleeper outfit, Kimmy - just because you were so upset. I want you to feel snug and secure."I nodded, I didn't want the sleeper outfit, but this wasn't an argument I thought I could win. She worked my feet into the pink legs of the jammies, and then my arms, tugged my hands into the thumbless mittens and zipped up the back securely. April had kept me in this sleeper the first few nights to make sure I wouldn't hurt myself, or figure out some way to take the diaper off even though I've never been able to budge the tapes even a bit. She hugged me close and said, "You know what? You're all snuggly, you can come sleep with me just for tonight."I hugged her back as tightly as I could as she carried me off to her bedroom. The last thing I remember hearing as I drifted off to sleep in her arms... in her giant bed... was, "I love you so much, Kimberly. You are perfect just the way you are."

Hi there. My name is lisa. I've never been on these kinds of sites before. I've been into this fetish for 8 years now and I'm finally feeling comfortable enough to talk with new people who are also intrested :). ....Im more of a baby girl. I love wearing my pink diappies and have so much different outfits and dollys! . Just enjoy being wittle.

Here's the next part, thanks for reading Please comment if you enjoy it - tell me what you like the best. Part 4When I woke up, I was in the swing in the living room, still in the sleeper. I looked around but I couldn't spot April anywhere. The pressure on my bladder was strong, so I let it go and felt the thick nighttime diaper grow warm and heavy between my legs. I tried not to think about the RoboNanny or the feelings from the night before. My tummy grumbled and I was looking forward to breakfast. April made killer bacon and I got a strip or two most mornings with a bottle of orange juice. Breakfast was a rare occassion where I got to feed myself entirely on my own, and I cherished it. Unbidden, I smiled remembering falling to sleep in April's loving arms. It felt good to be loved like that."Okay, great, I'll see you tonight," April was saying as she hung up her phone, walking from the kitchen into the living room. "Well good morning, Sleeping Cutie. I already finished eating, but I saved you a piece of bacon." She looked good today, she was usually a skirt-and-top kind of girl, but today it was yoga pants and a t-shirt, a very different look for her. I liked it."Yay!" I exclaimed, determined to start the day off on the right foot with April. I raised my arms joyfully into the air and beamed."Oh my, someone is in a good mood today, I am so glad," she stopped the swing and retrieved me from it, carrying me into the kitchen. The odds of getting changed before breakfast were nil, I just hoped she'd remember the mittens before she put me in the high chair, but I didn't think I'd score any points by pointing it out myself.Nope. She dropped me in the high chair, my thick diaper squishing beneath me. I held up my hands a little less than subtly, under the guise of waiting for the tray. She caught the hint and said, "Silly Mommy," stripping the sleeper off of me with remarkable speed and leaving me in the high chair in just a diaper. I felt extremely uncomfortable with my breasts exposed.. they weren't large, I was on the small side of B, but it still felt strange to be topless. I actually felt better when she tied the bib, no words - just a big butterfly today - around my neck, covering my chest. The tray was snapped into place and a hunk of bacon the size of my forearm was presented to me, with a sippy cup of juice!"Thank you so much!" I said happily as I took a sip of the juice and started in on the bacon.April just laughed, sitting down to watch me eat. She grabbed a guitar from the corner in the living room and started playing some chords. I only knew a tiny bit about music, I'd tried the guitar a couple of times but gave up because it was too hard. I couldn't read music and I couldn't tell you the name of a note by hearing it, but I could memorize chords and progressions. Listening to April while I ate was nice, she was a real professional. Her transitions were smooth and her timing was always perfect. I'm sure I looked hilarious to her, holding one single piece of bacon between both hands and gnawing on it like a squirrel. She watched me, smiling, never missing a beat while I devoured my slice of bacon with a big smile on my face and then drained the juice. The one Amazon-sized slice of bacon left me very full, it was exactly what I wanted this morning. "All done!" I said happily, I really did feel happy but I was hamming it up a bit for April's benefit. Snuggling her last night was so, so, so much better than going to sleep alone in the crib. I wondered if she'd let me join her again tonight. I remembered the sound of her heartbeat which had lulled me to sleep."You're such a messy girl," April teased, using the bib to wipe off my fingers and face, "Good thing you always wear a bib!"She tickled me and I laughed, and despite how bizarre this all was... it felt good. It felt good to make her happy, knowing that she really did care about me."Hmm, looks like you don't really need a change just yet, which is fine. I have chores to do," she carried me to the living room and deposited me in the playpen, one of those collapsible ones with the mesh walls."Cold!" I whined, holding my arms to me, hoping she'd give me a shirt.. I really didn't like being topless."Oh Kimmy," April sighed and strode off. I pulled myself to my feet in the playpen. Standing upright, I couldn't see over the padded border to the mesh walls. I could probably scale it if I really needed to, but that would just make things harder. One thing was for sure, this world had no shortage of ways to restrain me. April came back a few moments later holding a white shirt with ruffled pink sleeves that read, "Cutie Pie" in fancy cursive lettering, and pulled it on over my head."Thank you," I smiled and sat down.April gazed down at me, with a wide but soft smile, "You really are special, little Kimmy." And with that, the day continued, me trapped in a playpen while April buzzed about the house, cleaning and straightening.. with an occassional music break.--The time in the playpen turned out not to be all that bad.. I hadn't noticed before, but the blocks in the playpen were actually a brain teaser, the kind you had to turn a certain way and it came apart, then you had to work to put it back together. I actually loved puzzles like these, I would spend some of my precious free time back home doing one of these in an afternoon. April checked in on me periodically, pleased that I had discovered the true purpose of the toy, and she showered me with praise when she came back and it was done."My little Kimmy! I knew you were a clever one, the adoption agency told me not to bother with brain toys, but I just knew you would be able to do them. I am so proud of you," she leaned down and kissed me on the head, "I'm almost done - you took a lot longer with that toy than an Amazon child would, but I'm really impressed. And you have almost perfect timing. It's almost lunchtime and I bet you're soaked."I was actually a little dumbfounded at the remark... that puzzle was hard, like, "join the puzzle club" hard. I suddenly felt a renewed sense of intimidation at the new world I inhabited and it made a bit more sense why the Amazons looked down on Littles the way they did. Before I could say anything, April was off.. which was probably for the best, she seemed to really be enjoying my short, child-like replies this morning and nothing I wanted to talk about right then would qualify.Figuring a diaper change was coming soon, I took a moment to flood the nighttime diaper again. This way I would get to enjoy the comfort of a clean one as long as possible. Sure enough, I was whisked off to the nursery shortly after, where I was changed into a fresh diaper and had a pair of shortalls pulled on over my "Cutie Pie" shirt. She pulled my hair up into pigtails and tied them each with a small pink bow.. even tied up in high pigtails that way, the bottoms still brushed past my shoulders. She clipped my pacifier to the shortalls but didn't stick it in my mouth before she picked me back up. As April carried me back to the living room, I saw the two of us in the mirror in the hallway... and there I was, being carried on the hip of a beautiful giant, my hair in pigtails and an obvious diaper bulge under the snap-crotch shortalls. I looked every bit the baby that April treated me as, and my heart sank a bit. Maybe I was getting too comfortable with this, maybe I needed to resist just a bit more. I didn't want anyone to think I liked it, after all...--The rest of the day went uneventfully, I continued to be good, April and I played some game-type activities where she cheered for me a lot and we watched some cartoons, until the doorbell rang late that afternoon.I found myself in the playpen again while April answered the door. Lisa was here to babysit, April was going to go out.. I felt a pang of panic, but calmed myself. Everything would be fine, Lisa liked me now, nothing bad was going to happen. I suddenly felt very worried and just a touch sad, I didn't want April to go. April took care of me, April kept bad things from happening to me. Would Lisa even be able to do the same?Lisa strode in, jeans and a cute top, immaculate makeup as always. She walked right over to the playpen and picked me up, "Hey there cutie, are we going to have fun tonight? Can you promise to be good for me?"April walked up near her and suddenly I had the urge to... I just went with it. I held my arms out to April and whimpered.Lisa looked hurt. Shit.April took me in her arms and held me close, "Oh little sweetie, everything's fine.""Wow April, she's really attached to you today," Lisa said with a touch of jealousy in her voice."We had a really rough night," April said softly as she stroked my back, "Kimmy had a lot of tears and it took a lot of cuddling.""Oh, poor thing," Lisa's voice softened, "Hey Kimmy," she said in a light tone, "don't worry, you and I are going to have a great time tonight. Remember, your mommy promised I could give you a bottle of the chocolate if you could be a good girl for me."I sniffled and held my arms out to Lisa. April laughed and handed me over to her, "Well, looks like you're friends again. I have to get ready, don't forget her bedtime is at 7 PM. Littles need more sleep than you or I, they can be emotionally compromised if they don't get it."Lisa carried me over to the couch and sat down with me in her lap, "Don't worry, I actually stayed up last night reading a ton about caring for a Little, I'm ready for this."--When April came out of the bedroom, I was sitting on the couch in Lisa's lap with my head resting against her breasts like a pillow. It was amazingly comfortable. We were watching an animated movie I had never seen before, and I was actually really enjoying myself. I sat up when I saw April. She was dressed in what would have been considered a Chinese-style dress back home, red with gold accents. Her hair was done up behind her and her makeup was.. really, really good. She looked amazing."Pretty," I said softly, which made April laugh."Oh thank you, sweetie. I just hope my date likes it as much as you do," she smiled, "If you guys are going to finish the movie, make sure she drinks a bottle while you do - she hasn't had enough to drink today.""No problem. Have a great time, we'll be fine. I'll see you when you get back," Lisa waved to her friend, who headed out the door and left me.. with a babysitter.

Resurrecting this story here's a short chapter. Jones Family Court 13

Tomorrow is a huge day for me. Resigning from my job.

(bumped per request)

One of my ABDL sisters bought a pack to split with me for my birthday and I absolutely loved them! This makes me really sad. I only have two left. I'll have to save one for posterity.

This morning I visited this store.

eBay is so useless. I tried to look up lighters and all they had was 13,749 matches

My wife was supportive and understanding before we were married.

I think this is a good idea. We can kinda blame the educational system as a whole too, especially where grammar is involved (like in the Grammar Pet Peeves topic). I've heard of smart phones being required in middle schools now, which I find completely idiotic. To me that's just asking for kids to be goofing off on their phones and cheating with them in classes.

Not only are Roman numerals not taught anymore, but there are now

Here are the only pictures I remembered to take. The first two are the spring and nylon rings I used. I forgot to take any of the first stent. The last picture is my 2nd version from the silastic foley that I like. The bend comes only from the spring inside, but obviously wasn't enough to keep it in place.

I wouldn't really blame Paypal or ebay. They just both need to do their due diligence to make sure it is a legitimate claim. When you think about how many transaction go through both services, they must get a lot of requests for customer support. I'm sure they are doing their utmost to rectify things ASAP.

In resuming my stent design and usage I have had two main considerations; cleanliness, and safety. My latest effort is pictured. Cleanliness is relatively straightforward to manage. Using sterilising products on both the stent and the body is easy. There are plenty of products available plus soap, water, and disinfectants. So far there have been no problems although I have noticed a bit of discolouration around the metal ferrules. The next version will have them replaced with plastic ferrules. Safety has been more complicated. The last thing I want is a trip to the ER (or A&E here) so I have adapted the Cathdiap stent design in two ways -