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Part 29We decided on fast food, something April really didn't believe in, on the grounds of convenience. I was back in the carrier for the short walk, we were just going to get a couple of burgers and take it back to the room to eat. The restaurant was pretty normal as compared to things where I was from, we stood in line and I pretended to sleep. April ordered a meal for herself and a Little-sized burger and a lemon-lime soda for me, and we headed back to the hotel. People seemed to leave a "sleeping baby" alone, so I had a feeling I'd be faking sleep a lot on this trip.Once we were safely back in the room, I "woke up" and April sat on the floor with me and started distributing the food. Her burger was enormous, the size of a dinner plate - I could eat it for a week and still have leftovers. Her soda was a gallon easily, probably a gallon and a half. Mine were much more reasonably sized, it looked like a good meal. April fiddled with her phone a bit and played some music for us while we ate. It was mostly a comfortable silence... it made me think of a half-remembered saying about love being the ability to sit with someone and say nothing at all.I hadn't really had any soda since I became Little, it had all been milk and juice so this was a real treat. The bubbles tickled my nose as I drank, taking a long draw of the cold beverage, guzzling it quickly."Thank you for dinner, mommy," I smiled up at her. Even sitting on her rump on the floor she towered over me. "This is really nice... " My face felt warm, my skin felt fuzzy. Something was wrong. "Is it hot in here?" I put a hand on my crotch, I was wetting my diaper with no warning at all. "Um, mommy... I fink somefing is wrong.""Shit!" April cursed, leaning close into me, "They laced the food. Of course they laced the Little menu, fucking Catalon!" She snatched the burger and the soda away from me. Her outburst scared me for some reason and I couldn't help but cry. "What am I going to do? How are we going to get by here without you getting drugged or abused? We can't even trust the food!" I wasn't used to April having emotional outbursts and my own emotions felt completely out of control. I buried my face in her chest and sobbed. We sat there for a long moment, taking comfort in each others arms.Then April stood up quickly, a look of determination on her face. She strapped me back into the carrier and we headed back out into the streets of Barcelon."Where we go?" I struggled to ask, my brain felt fuzzy and I couldn't get my words to do what I wanted. April looked down at me sadly and slipped my pacifier between my lips. She didn't inflate it.. but for some reason, I couldn't spit it out anyway. Every time I tried, I ended up sucking on it instead. My limbs felt heavy and I couldn't get comfortable. When we stopped, it looked like we were in a pharmacy."Excuse me, hi," April smiled to a male pharmacy tech behind the counter, her voice sounded a little strange to me, "I'm having a bit of an emergency, I'm hoping you can help me.""Hello ma'am," he smiled back, "What's the trouble?""My Little has been in the hospital for the past few days.. I got her the implant that rejects solid food," I squeezed my eyes shut to prevent the look of terror on my face from showing. How was that a thing? "But I didn't plan on her being in so long, they kept her for observation and my supply dried up. I need a lactation booster, one that will have her feeding tonight. I do not want her on formula, not my princess.""Oh, those are getting popular. I hear the newer models can even disallow most liquids except for breastmilk. We have just the thing, ma'am. He grabbed a box from behind the counter. "No prescription required, and your Little will be completely addicted to your milk within 3 feedings. She'll do absolutely anything for a feed after that, it's so adorable when they beg for it.""Oh dear, she's allergic to the addiction additive, I tried that when I first got her. She was so fussy. After the second feed, she couldn't stop vomiting everywhere and there was blood in it, no no. We're not doing that again. She'll behave or else. Do you have a non-addictive booster?""Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that, ma'am. Littles coughing up blood is so distressing. Poor things," he put the box away and grabbed another one. "This one has the least number of additives - it will make her wet more often, that's the best I can do. That part should be out of your system in three weeks. It's probably best if we avoid all we can since she had such an extreme reaction to the addiction additive. This one is as safe as they come.""Thank you so much," April said, a small edge in her voice. I kept still as we started moving again. April checked out and we were on our way again. I opened my eyes when we were back on the street, but I felt dizzy and warm... I felt so thirsty. Once we were back in the elevator of the hotel, I tried telling her."Mama," I said softly around the pacifier. I still couldn't spit it out, it felt really hard to talk, "Drink pwease." I hated the way my voice sounded, but I couldn't help it. The words wouldn't come out the way I wanted.April rocked me gently and I felt soothed. I sighed sleepily and smiled. The moment we were back in the room, April set the carrier on the bed and took the medicine she bought."Mama," I called again, "Drink pwease. Firsty.""My poor baby, oh you're soaked," April said, pulling me out of the carrier. "Shh, shh, it's okay." She stroked my hair. Oh, how I wished I hadn't drank so much of that soda. Why was it hitting me so hard? How did Catalon Littles even function at all? "Let's get you changed.""Firsty, firsty," my mouth felt so dry as she laid me down and started popping the snaps of my shortalls again. "Let's keep you in nighttime diapers for now, until this wears off sweetie, we'll get you changed and we'll get you a drink." Her tones were soothing, I loved her so much. I don't think I ever loved her more than I did in that moment. The warm feeling I had was a little tingly now, and her fingers felt cool where she touched me. "There we go, Kimmy. All dry and comfy again." She was babytalking me... she didn't normally do this, and I was really enjoying it, although some small part of me knew that I shouldn't. She laid me back down in the carrier and walked out of my vision. I felt unbelievably sad the moment I couldn't see her... and I started to cry. Loudly. I just couldn't help it, it felt like I had been abandoned, like she was never coming back and I'd be alone forever. "Mama!" I called out, hoping she could still hear me from her faraway place."Shhh, baby," came her voice and I felt better, "The medicine says I have to drink a lot of water for it to work, my darling." She came back with a large glass of water for herself and a bottle of juice for me. Seeing her was like seeing the sun rise after a month of darkness. It was beautiful and precious and I savored the moment. "This is the last bottle we brought with us, I hope that the medicine works before you get thirsty again."I took the bottle and sucked greedily at the nipple, the juice felt cold and soothing on my throat, I felt parched - like I had just run ten miles, it didn't make any sense. As I drained the bottle, April picked up the carrier and set it back on the floor. She resumed her dinner, eating the very large and now probably cold burger and drinking as much of the water as she could. I was still quite hungry, I hadn't gotten but a bite of my own burger. I was breathing through my nose and chugging the bottle as best I could, I didn't want to stop until it was completely gone, I felt so thirsty. When it was empty, I felt better... the thirst was lessened, but it was definitely still there."Tanks," I said, pulling the empty bottle from between my lips, "I.. " I struggled to focus, everyone was always commenting about 'fighting the formula', so that's what I had to do. I struggled to be coherent, "I feel betta. I don know why I got so firsty.""Because," April smiled sadly, "the formula they slipped in your soda is making you pee out all your fluids." She squeezed the front of my shortalls gently, "I just changed you a few minutes ago and you're already wet. Did you not feel yourself going?""No," I said, a little distressed, "I.. " I reached down and pressed my hands to my diapered crotch. Now that I was focusing on it, I could feel that I was still going right now! "I'm peeing right now," I frowned. I focused all my will on my bladder, focusing to stop the flow. Thankfully, it did. "I feel a lil' betta.""Let it all out, don't try to stop it. Getting those fluids out of you will help," April stroked my face and took another large gulp from her water glass. I nodded and relaxed my bladder.. and I was going again in a moment. The diaper grew warm and heavy between my legs. After a few moments, it stopped naturally."I feel.. better," I said, focusing on my pronunciation, "Wow, that was awful. How do the Catalon Littles deal with it?""Well sweetie," she said, picking up my soda cup, "You drank almost all your soda at once and you had never been exposed to the regression formula before.. I've heard that taking a heavy dose the first time can lead to some distressing effects. I'm going to assume that wasn't quite what they consider a 'heavy dose' but it certainly affected you. I'm so glad you're coming back to me, I missed you.""Me too, mama," I frowned at the word, "Mommy. It made everything feel different, more extreme.""You should try and take a nap, sleep the rest of it off. We need to run to the store, thankfully just about everything is within walking distance of the hotel. You sleep and I'll pick us up some supplies.""I'm not sleepy," I objected."Oh sweetie.. I don't think you're correct," she smiled, pulling me from the carrier and holding me against her, my chin over her shoulder. "Close your eyes," she said softly, and began rubbing my back and rocking side to side, singing a lullaby."Not sleepy," I yawned, relaxing in her arms."Then don't sleep, just relax and let me hold my perfect Little Kimmy," she paused the lullaby long enough to tell me I didn't have to sleep, then resumed. I relaxed further, going completely slack in her arms. She held me so easily, so tenderly. I was ten feet in the air and perfectly safe. A smile crept across my face as I bathed in the words to her song. Her voice was so beautiful to me, so perfect.It wasn't long before I was asleep.

Took Mom to the toy store today to get a new outfit for her reborn doll (since she can't dress me anymore lol) While there I fell in love with this sleepy bear and had to bring him home to nap in my bed!

My partners and I are looking for events and friends. Anyone know of anyone or anything in the Indianapolis area?

Hi everybody to begin with I am new on this site it was suggested to me by a fellow ABDL who

It was success number 2 made new friends and really enjoyed myself and I am motorcycle guy lol

I just want to wish everybody's mother a very very happy mother's day.

Lol mine has became crinklez to lol

I have not

Part 28 "We're beginning our final descent into Barcelon, the temperature on the ground is a warm and dry 26 degrees. Thank you for flying Albion Air, we appreciate your business.""Mommy," I said softly, "we should probably put on the.. you know.. "My nighttime diaper was soaked after the long flight and I was now asking the woman I loved to put a collar around my neck. My life had changed a lot in the past six weeks... but it felt mostly good. This trip would be over before either of us knew it and we'd be back home, laughing about how we were worried about nothing. April pulled the small box out of her purse and I did my best to pull my hair out of the way. She slid the collar around my neck gently and tapped the clasp. Once again, it sealed with a tiny hiss and I was wearing a constant reminder of April's protection."It's okay," I laid my hand on April's, who was frowning, "it actually makes me feel protected. We're in a different place, and this says that I'm your Little and no one else can touch me."She returned the smile but didn't reply, looking nervously out the window.We landed and headed to the baggage carousel, waiting for April's big purple suitcase and her reinforced guitar case. I felt bad, I wished I could help.. she had to carry me too. A giant bag, a guitar, a carry on, and a Little in a carrier wasn't going to be easy to handle."Ow!" a cry came from the carousel as.. a cage fell onto the conveyer. There was a Little inside, bound hand and foot to the walls of a dog carrier. He was dressed in a footed sleeper and had a pacifier strapped to his face, and a very thick diaper on underneath. I looked on in horror as he rotated slowly away from us, only to be picked up by a large Amazon man."You will be quiet," the man growled as he picked up the cage-carrier and walked off with his other bags. April laid a hand on my stomach as she watched. Catalon was worse than I had imagined. How was it even legal to transport a person in a cage like that!? The trip could not be over soon enough. April loaded all the bags and my carrier onto a rolling cart and started pushing us towards the transportation exit. I don't think I saw a single walking Little in the airport, they were mostly in carriers and strollers.. thankfully I didn't see any more cages either. I breathed a sigh of relief, maybe that guy was the anomaly and not the rule.The hotel shuttle came reasonably quickly and the driver helped us load up. There was a lone Amazon woman traveling, and a man with a Little girl in his lap. She had a collar on too, a pink one with black trim. She stared blankly into space. She was wearing just a light blue onesie and her diaper was very thick, her legs were spread apart by it, each of her legs were draped on either side of one of the Amazon's, who had one hand wrapped around her waist and resting on her tummy. She blinked slowly, but didn't appear to be looking at anything.. her eyes were very cloudy, like Susie's at the park but worse. A thin line of drool escaped the corner of her mouth, wet and shiny coming from behind the shield of her pacifier."Daddy," her voice was soft, but it carried in the quiet shuttle, "I love you." She didn't blink, she didn't smile as she said it. He kissed the top of her head."I love you too, my little doll."I shuddered and tried not to stare.. that could have been me. I stayed completely silent during the trip, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, my pulse quickened with fear for the Little girl. The only sound that came from me the entire trip was a soft hiss from my diaper. I stayed "asleep" as April carried us in and someone helped her with the bags."May I help you?" It was disorienting to pretend to sleep, I could only imagine what people looked like. The voice was female, young.. bored."Yes, I'd like to check in. The reservation should be under April Morris, arranged by Marty Walker," April sounded nervous. I didn't blame her, I wanted to get to the room, too."Welcome Ms. Morris, I just need your initials here and your signature here. Would you prefer a crib or a cage to be provided to your room for your Little?""Crib, please," April's voice was wooden as she responded."When would you like the complimentary nanny service? It's good for one hour per night, we'll watch your Little in your room.""No nanny, thank you.""Are you sure? It's one of the most popular amenities here.""Absolutely sure, thank you.""All right, Ms. Morris. Everything is ready to go, here is your key. Just a reminder, Littles in the rooms must be silent after 11 PM, or they must be confined to the hotel nursery. You can check your Little in any time you'd like, we have the latest and greatest RoboNannies."I clamped my teeth down on the nipple of the pacifier to keep silent. I'd made it so far, I didn't want to cry out now."Thank you very much. I'm quite tired from the flight, I'll be heading to my room. Please have my bags sent up?" April carried just me and what I was betting was her guitar, she wasn't letting either of us out of her sight."Of course, Ms. Morris, I hope you enjoy your stay!"I heard the elevator door close and peeked my eyes open a bit.. we were alone. I looked up at April, she was obviously agitated. I felt bad again that she had to carry me, this would be easier if she didn't. I wondered if she'd be happier if I had stayed in a RoboNursery back home... I felt awful that she was so miserable."I'm sorry," I whispered. She just smiled down at me and pressed a finger to the shield of my pacifier and shushed me quietly.Once we were safely in the room, she set the carrier on the bed and breathed a heavy sigh."I'm sorry," I repeated, louder, pulling the pacifier from my mouth, "You should have been able to check me into a RoboNursery back home, this is so hard on you!""Oh Kimmy," April smiled sadly, reaching down, unbuckling me, and pulling me out of the carrier. She picked me up and put my chin over her shoulder, holding me tight to her body and rocking back and forth. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders as best I could and closed my eyes, "My little Kimmy, you're so sweet. Don't feel bad that you came along, don't feel bad that there are things you are afraid of. I love you and I'm glad you're with me. It's scary, but if you were so far away from me I'd spend all my time worried that you were okay. We chose to bring you with me together, please don't feel guilty about it. I'm here for you and I'm glad you're here with me.""I love you, mommy," I said softly into her ear."I love you too, my precious Little girl. You are so wonderful."She stood there, holding me, rocking, the two of us in a loving embrace for what seemed like an eternity and no time at all."I need to take a shower, I feel yucky from all the travel," April said to me as she put me down gently on the bed. "Do you need a change first?""Yes please," I poked the diaper through the shortalls, it was pretty full. She smiled and laid me down, I closed my eyes listening to the "pop pop pop" of the snaps along the inner seams of the shortalls. All of my clothes that weren't skirts or dresses had them, and something about the sound of the snaps popping open, something about the feeling of being fully dressed but still exposed to the woman who loved me made me feel very comforted. I popped the pacifier back in my mouth and suckled loudly for her, making a happy sound in my throat."Oh, someone likes getting a fresh diaper, huh? You were such a good girl on the plane, and in the airport, and on the ride, and in the lobby. You have come a long way, my sweet girl. Thank you for being cautious and smart about what you say and when. This place is definitely not as safe as home."I nodded - it was hard sometimes, but I had to trust April, she wouldn't steer me wrong. The wet diaper was gone and a fresh one was being pulled over me, pillow soft and smelling nice. The sounds of the tape ripping and fastening as they sealed me into yet another diaper was oddly comforting as well. It felt good to be in a comfy, dry daytime diaper as opposed to the wet nighttime one she removed. I was a Little, I was April's Little, and she would always keep me safe and comfortable. As the last of the snaps closed, I opened my eyes and reached for her, opening and closing my hands. April laughed and leaned down, giving me a big hug where I lay. I wrapped my arms around her again, determined not to let her go... but she gently pushed me back to the bed with one huge hand."I'll come snuggle you after my shower, sweetie. Sit here and read your book, I'll only be a moment." She handed me the book of Little Tales, it was a collection of stories all centering around Littles finding love in the arms of an Amazon. It was nice. I identified with a lot of the Littles, and there was always a happy ending. April headed off to the bathroom and closed the door, followed by the sound of the gushing shower. I laid back on the enormous bed, just a single pillow would make a reasonably comfortable bed for me, and enjoyed my book.Until there was a knock on the door."Housekeeping, we have your bags and the crib for your Little.""Mommy," I called, "the people are here with your bags." I didn't think she could hear me. The people would just have to come back. It would be an ordeal just for me to get off the bed, there was no way I could let them in.And then the door opened, and an older woman with dark brown hair in a bob wearing a hotel uniform came in, wheeling a crib in."I'll just... Oh my goodness, look at you!" She rushed over to the bed and scooped me up, "Oh, you almost fell you poor thing. Did your mommy leave you on the bed all by yourself? That's awful!""I'm fine, really, she's.. " The pacifier silenced my words, and she pumped it five times! My jaw ached a little as the rubber nipple forced my mouth open and held my tongue down. I whimpered. I tried to call for April, but I was completely silenced."This just won't do, it's a good thing I brought your crib. It would have been awful to find you crying on the floor. Let's just put you in here where you'll be safe."The crib was solid steel with a thin matress and teddy bear sheets. She held me to her hip with one arm, rolled the crib into the corner, and lowered the bars. She laid me down.. and started fastening cuffs around my wrists. I pulled against her and was rewarded with a slap on the skin of my thigh. It hurt! She was so strong. I went limp, tears coming to my eyes from the stinging pain."Bad girl," she put a finger to the collar around my neck, "Bad Kimmy. You should know better than to fight. You're in your crib, you're going to lay down safely until your mommy is done with her shower, you naughty thing."I didn't struggle further as she secured my wrists and ankles, my thigh hurt a lot where she slapped me."There, your mommy will be much happier now that you're in your proper place," she leaned in close and stared at my eyes, "Oh dear, it looks like your formula wore off. I'll remember to keep a treat for you in my pocket for next time."My eyes shot wide open and I shook my head."Oh, I see.. your mommy doesn't know you fought it off, huh? Naughty girl. I'll remember you, naughty Kimmy."She raised the bars to the crib and finished wheeling April's bags in and left. I thrashed in the bonds, but there was no way I was getting out of this. I just hoped April finished her shower before the maid came back. I felt thoroughly trapped, I was in a steel crib, wearing a collar, my arms and legs were restrained to the point that all I could do was wiggle, and in this position, the ever present diaper felt confining as well. Thankfully, I didn't have to wait long."Kimmy!" April cried as she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She rushed over to the crib and lowered the side, looking to soothe my whimpering. She deflated the pacifier and started undoing the cuffs. "My poor Kimmy, what happened?""The maid came with your bags and the crib, I tried to tell her I was fine but she overinflated the pacifier and strapped me down.. it hurt. She said she'd have a treat with a regression formula when she came back. I'm scared, April.""I'm so sorry I left you alone, sweetie," she drew me into her arms and hugged me tight, "I will be more careful with you. I'm so sorry this happened to you, sweetie.""It's okay," I breathed in April's scent, enjoying the feel of her bare flesh, "I'm okay. I'm okay, I'm sorry.""Shhh," she rocked me gently, "I'll tell the front desk you're allergic to the regression formula, we'll make sure the staff doesn't try to give you any. Everything will be fine. You have nothing to be sorry about, you didn't do anything wrong." She moved me to the bed and kissed my forehead. "We've had a long day already, and we still need to get some dinner. I don't think you're sleeping in that crib tonight, I want you close to me."That was fine with me.

Excited as well I was really nervous at the last one but was at ease once I got there and starting meeting others it will be a great time so hope to meet you there

(I wanna be called Danny) (I also wanted it so I was able to start out of diapers to begin with and then be made to wear them) On the first night of staying with his new mom, Danny is nervous and so he wets the bed but decides not to tell Connie as he knows it might upset her. So, early in the morning, he takes his bedding and wet underwear and trousers

I like to keep things natural. Combining psyllium and psilocybin can make for the ultimate in diaper messing. A truly transcending experience. It cleanses the soul and purges the digestive system. I don't do it often but a few times a year I like to pound some metamucil and eat a few shrooms. There are few words to describe the experience. Usually pleasant sensations become amplified and the mindset intensly real. Tomorrow morning I will awake and down some psilocybin while wearing my wet night diapers. This is what I expect to experience based on last year's adventure. My eyes will open and I'll slowly gain my senses. A thick wet diaper will bulge between my legs, reminding me that today I am a 12 year old diapered bedwetter. I immediately notice a painfull pressure in my bladder and a heavy fullnes in my tummy. Without hesitation I release my bladder and feel a hot gush of pee wash down over my balls and into my diaper. I reach over to the nightstand and pick up a small pile of mushrooms. The last dose of psyllium has cleared my stomach and the shrooms are followed by a bottle of water. I shudder briefly at the bitter taste. With the pressure released from my bladder I can now tolerate the growing need to poop. The urgency is strong but I know from experience I can muster up a super human effort to restrain myself. It's amazing how long the human body can maintain control. I know that eventually the physical laws of nature will render me incapable of that control. As the psilocybin is absorbed into my system, I begin to feel an energy begin to glow deep within me. When I reach down and touch my warm plastic pants a wave of chills spreads from my crotch outward. It sounds funny but the chills are warm and fuzzy. The physical sensations are accompanied by a deep awareness of who I am. I'm 12 again. The diapered bedwetter of my youth. I grab whats left of a blankie I've had since I was small and waddle down to the tv room. I plop down on the couch and begin to suck my thumb. I'm not the youngest in the house but have always been indulged. One of my older sisters playfully teases the "big baby." I hear my mother's voice and she is not happy. "Go upstairs and get that wet diaper off before you start watching tv", I'm told. I slowly climb the stairs and walk to the bathroom. The door is closed and the shower is on. My oldest sister has begun the 1/2 hour ritual of beautification. I feel a spark of panic as the urgency in my bowels clicks up a notch in intensity. I take my place back on the couch and hope to God I can hold it until the bathrooms open. I'm feeling increasingly uncomfortable. The pressure in my bowels continues to grow. The shrooms give me clarity. It feels completly real. And of course it is. My colon is as full as it could possibly be. I feverishly suck my thumb while I squirm in discomfort. After an hour I'm trip'n my ass off. I'm still holding back the inevidable. How, I'm not at all sure of. I want the release to be authentically accidental. Just like when I was 12. My mind is surprisingly calm. Despite the powerfull urge to poop, I'm thinking how my mom will be upset that I had a big poo accident. So I continue to fight it back. I decide to push myself over the edge of control. I can't stand the painfull urge but I'm still managing enough control to hold on. Barely. I pick up off the coffee table a small squeezable bulb filled with glycerin. With efficiency I work my hand down the back of my diaper, insert the tip into my butt and squeeze the majic juice in. I repeat the procedure a second time and then move to the floor. I slide a pillow under my butt to elevate my crotch and let the glycerin penetrate deep into my bowels. I'm keenly aware of a new, powerfull urgency unlike any I have ever felt. I reposition myself onto my knees and lay my head down on the pillow with my diapered bottom up in the air. The new position should have been enough to keep the urge at bay. But the glycerin has ignited the launch sequence. There will be no stopping it now. The shrooms have awakened every nerve cell in my body. My crotch is hyper-sensitive. I feel an enormous turd begin to slide effortlessly into my diaper. It begins as a painfully firm poop that slowly begins to soften. I am suddenly in the grips of an involuntary contraction and a mighty surge of soft poo piles quickly over the solid mass that preceeded it. A second more powerfull surge follows another contraction. This mighty flow continues unabatted for a full 10 seconds. An enormous volume of warm, soft poo spreads up under my balls. I reach back in a futile effort to stop the bulge from expanding. It is indeed futile. I'm pooping with wreckless abandon and I begin to wonder if it will ever stop. I hear in my head my older sister laughing. "Jackie is making a big one, Mom." Now I'm in trouble. But the teasing isn't enough to satisfy her. Being bigger than me she quickly overpowers me and begins groping the bulging protrusion in the seat of my diapers. A sweet pungency fills the air. She finds paydirt and squeels with delight. "Looks like the big baby has a messy diaper!" I feel a hand placed firmly on my bulging plastic pants and slowly begin to press. I realize for the first time that there is a throbbing hardness in the front of my diaper. The hand on that big mound of poop starts to press and slide. Press and slide. I'm beginning to rock with the motion when the strongest contration yet forces one last surge into my diaper. In seconds I'm convulsing in climax as I experience a mind blowing poogasm. The relief is complete. I colapse on the floor, my diapers fully loaded and my balls tingling sweetly. The voice I hear is my mothers. "I told you what happens to messy wet boys. We're going to change you into a clean diaper and let your sister watch you the rest of the day." If only the psilocibin could make the voices real.

Only because most ears aren't down with hearing semi-incestual fantasies. Keep it in the story forum, man.