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  1. 9 minutes ago, spark said:

    I only post here, but I'm very much an amateur.   You can post it wherever.   FTR- most of the stories on Wattpad are crap, but the stories on Kindle aren't much better.

    The best advice is to edit your writing.   Some writers edit as they write, which I try to do, but when I look it over it sucks.  The idea is there, but the writing sucks.  I use Grammarly and I eliminate passive sentences.  I use the read-aloud function and hear it read to me, and when it sounds like I would narrate it (without the stammers), I know it's good.

    Like all things, it takes practice   Most importantly- find the story you want to write- and write it.  If you asking this question, there is a story you want to write.

    Ok thank you so much that really helps a lot 

  2. 32 minutes ago, spark said:

    I think of my scenarios while lying in bed, sitting on the toilet/showering.     I plan stages that I want to tell, and start writing when I've get to the point where I know that I'll lose it I wait.

    Ok thanks and where do I post it anywhere in particular or just in The story forum

  3. On 5/12/2023 at 1:00 PM, Moochie said:

    I have said this before, I prefer the real deal, mother's nature can't be beat, but nothing against the ingenuity of those wo simulate a messy diaper. With the cigar, I wonder if the tobacco enters the system through the anal mucosa or rectum?

    Why would any sane person do that to themselves 

  4. On 2/25/2023 at 10:48 AM, Mommy alison said:

    Hello I am mommy Alison I am honest and submissive mommy I seek for a baby will be honest with me

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    I think I've seen you on kik before 

    On 2/21/2023 at 11:55 AM, newpad101 said:

    Welcome! Fellow DL here and have been for over 20+ years. I only recently started exploring this side of myself further and actually trying/using diapers, and I've never been happier! This community is great and there's SO many awesome people. If you check at the top, you'll see a 'Chat' button where we have a very active chat in the 'Diapered' channel. Additionally, if you're looking for a friend, feel free to PM me and I can share some info. :) I'd love to chat further with likeminded individuals. Everyone's story is unique and it's so freeing to share them with each other.

    - Newpad

    I would love to talk 

  5. On 5/2/2023 at 8:56 PM, Squirrellydiaperboy said:

    Hello I’m from lower sc and don’t know of anyone around me that is Abdl :( I’d love to get to know new babies or caregivers around me 

    I can be your friend 

  6. On 1/19/2023 at 8:22 AM, BjornRdr said:

    Hello all. I have been on this site as a reader for a long time but have recently some financial hard times. I need to exercise every revenue stream that I can so I have launched my own patreon for story content. I realize there are many patreons out there. This one is different in that it focuses specifically on female partners forcing men to wear diapers due to some bodily disfunction. Of course, there's plenty of this content out there, but most of it is mixed in with sissy dress, women in diapers, societies with a subpopulation in diapers, and other things which I am personally not into or which diminish the humiliation for me (e.g., the man secretly enjoying it). I think there might be other people out there with my tastes, so I am starting my own patreon to provide it. To compensate for the patreon being new, I am promising to deliver and additional 500 words of content for every new subscriber during a one month period. The base is 3000, so if you and 5 other people join, I will provide 6000 words this month. I like a slow burn but I also want something in every section of a story to turn me on, the provided free content is the start to a story that will introduce diapers in the second part (released on patreon only) and will continue to slowly devolve from their until poor Andrew has been humiliated in every way I can think of.  I also promise that this post is more than just an advertisement. Below is some free content and if people show they want to see more (some patrons subscribe) I will post updates on Andrew periodically here but I will not post all content here and I will not post the most humiliating sections of the story here. https://patreon.com/user?u=7664738&utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=join_link

    Without further ado, Andrew's Saga begins.

                The coffee shop was crowded. Andrew had grabbed a high-top table and was waiting on his order when he saw Megan enter. Her dress surprised him. He was expecting a casual look, skinny jeans, sneakers, maybe a sweater—it was cold outside after all. Instead, Megan looked ready to hit the clubs. In fact, she was dressed sexier than during their date the previous week. Her leather skirt, fishnet stocking, and heeled boots had garnered more than a few sideways glances. She was wearing a sweater, the but the neckline was wide, and it fell below one shoulder, revealing her lace bra strap. Adding onto it her dark red lipstick and Andrew felt he could hardly be blamed for his growing hard on. 

                Andrew was definitely regretting his choice of clothes now. Her text to meet for coffee had come while he was taking care of some household chores. He hadn’t even considered changing but now was painfully aware that his fashion choices were a misstep. He’d been told he shouldn’t wear plaid shorts with a plaid shirt, but he only owned the one pair of shorts and this shirt was his favorite.

                As Andrew stood to wave her over, the barista called his name for his order and the surprise jolted him out of trance of self-castigation causing him to bump into the table and knock over a napkin holder. The noise caught Megan’s attention, along with everyone else in the shop, and Andrew was glad, for once, that he was small enough that even a raging hard on would not be detected under his clothes. He tried to walk naturally to get his drink and wave to Megan, but he knew by the pitying look on her face that he was being somewhat less than smooth.

                The truth was, Andrew hadn’t expected to hear from Megan ever again. Their date had initially gone well. Megan had flirted with him and he’d blushed which she seemed to find charming enough. Their conversation had gone well. She’d seemed to appreciate his reasoned arguments concerning the recent election and why older generations should take youth more seriously. As their dinner ended, Andrew felt sure another date would be forthcoming and had been resolved to not mess up the good-bye kiss. Instead, there was no good-bye, at least not at her doorstep. She’d invited him in all the way into her bedroom. It had started out well. He knew she didn’t invite him in their to talk so he did the bold thing, the masculine thing, he gently cupped her face in one hand, then grabbed her hip firmly with the other and kissed her, hard. She reciprocated and he moved his hand to the nape of her neck, then so her shoulder, then cupping her breast through her shirt. For her part, she seemed equal eager and moved her hands over his chest and around his hips until she was unbuttoning his pants, pulling down his zipper …

                But that’s where it had stopped because instead of letting loose a massive hard-on she found a sticky wet substance. The both froze but for different reasons. Andrew because he was still cumming. Megan because she was completely disgusted. Then she did something unexpected, she grabbed the edge of his jeans and yanked them down hard exposing his now flaccid penis. And there he was, standing with his pants down around his knees while his date stepped back, fully clothed to stare at his dick. 

                “Did you just cum in your pants?!” 

                “I, uh,”

                “That is disgusting.”

                He tried to stammer out that it had been a while, that he could go down on her, that he might be ready to go again in an hour or so. She wasn’t in a mood to hear it. 

                “Just go.” She shook her head, dejectedly.

                Andrew did just that, pulling up his now gooey pants, somewhat happy that she didn’t bother with remarking on his small size. Flaccid, it was only a single inch, if that. He’d cried that night at home, humiliated, wondering what he was going to do. This was the first time premature ejaculation had gotten in the way of a potential relationship. He’d had more compassionate girlfriends than Megan. One’s who hadn’t been disgusted, but ultimately they’d all eventually admitted that they thought he would improve and their sex life wasn’t what they wanted. They had trouble seeing him as masculine. Their attraction had declined. 

                

                Now, Megan appeared to be giving him a second chance. When she reached the table after getting her own order, he’d stood and she’d held out her arms to give him a hug. It wasn’t a kiss but he’d take a hug. She’d held him tight, pushing her hips into his like she was horny for him, and leaned into his ear to say he smelled nice. He tried to play his tensing up off like he was embarrassed for the compliment and surprised at the hug, but the truth was, her body so close to his hard on and the anticipation of repairing the other night was too much. He’d cum, right in the middle of the coffee shop. His only hope was that they would be there long enough that it would remain hidden by the table until it dried. And they did manage to have a decent conversation, picking up where they’d left off the previous week. 

    An hour went by before there was a lull and by this time, Andrew felt certain he could walk about the world without his accident being detected. At the lull, Andrew finally felt brave enough to probe into what exactly was going on. 

    “I was surprised you texted …” He started, hoping she would pick up the thread. 

    “I like you.” She paused thinking of how to proceed but in seeing Andrew’s smile she quickly qualified, “as a friend.” 

    “Ah.” He felt all the air go out of his sails. This was not a second date.

    “Don’t pout.” She waited for him to look at her. “Good boy.” Again she paused as confusion washed over his face at the diminutive expression she had just used. Megan just smiled enigmatically. “Actually, I wanted to meet with you because I have friend I’d like to set you up with. I think she’ll really like you. But first, tell me, did you cum earlier? When I hugged you?”

                Andrew didn’t know how to react in one second hope and eagerness and in the next abject humiliation. “No,” he stuttered.

                Her look hardened. “Andrew, do not lie to me or I will not give you my friend’s number. I want the truth. Did you cum in your pants?”

                It took a minute for him to respond but she waited as he tried to read her expression. She looked serious and he felt like a little boy lying to his mother. He didn’t know how to get back on even footing with this woman.

                “Yes,” he finally admitted and looked down at the table.

                “Thank you for being honest, sort of. You clearly have a problem. I’m no doctor so I can’t tell you how to fix it, but you know, you don’t have to go around with wet pants. If you’re going to cum whenever a woman gets close to you, you can wear a little protection, like a pad or something.” She looked over his blank face. “Like a menstrual pad. You’ll have to switch to briefs but isn’t that better just squirting out cum all over yourself?”

                He’d never thought about it before. What man thinks about sticking a menstrual pad in his pants? 

                “This way, when you have your next accident,” she paused on that word, giving it emphasis and Andrew squirmed turning and could feel the heat in his face, “when you have your next accident, no one will know but you. Plus,” she smiled broadly, “it might mask your other,” she held up her thumb and pointer finger to emphasize the next word, “little problem.”

                Andrew didn’t know what to say. He felt like his dick had just receded back inside his body he was so emasculated. She’d gone there. Not only saying he needed protection against his accidents but that his cock was tiny. He could not have felt more pathetic. 

                “Why …” he wanted to ask why she would set him up with her friend. Why would any woman ever want him but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Finally, as his eyes started to well up with tears from his inner thoughts about how useless he was, Megan took pity on him and grabbed his hand.

                “I wouldn’t set you up with my friend if I didn’t think it would work out. Not every woman has the same desires or needs.” When he looked like he had calmed down a bit she continued, “But no woman wants to touch a man’s pants only to find out he soiled himself like a child so where the pad, OK?” 

                Despite the brutality of the words, her tone was gentle and they both smiled at each other. Megan was right. Whoever this girl was, Megan wouldn’t set them up if his small dick was going to be a problem for her. 

     

    I Don't understand the story 

  7. On 4/23/2023 at 9:59 PM, ValentinesStuff said:

    They really can't. It would require every gram of SAP and all the pulp absorbing as much urine as possible, which would take days for your body to produce. Plus if you sat down, your body weight would squeeze out some of the urine. Additionally you would need to consume that much liquid by both drinking and eating. Can you you drink 4 two litres of beverage a day?

    Huh that's very interesting I have drank 4 30 ounce bottles of core water before 

  8. On 3/3/2017 at 9:28 PM, DailyDi said:

    This subject comes up often, and I thought I had been clear; but we seem to have another instance where someone chased off a writer for a story with kids in it. While I am working to resolve that, I want to be extra clear about our rules:

    Stories MAY contain underage characters so long as they are not included in sexual situations or descriptions.

    I, myself, write such stories as I am an Adult Kid and I write from and for that perspective; and no member or other mod has the permission to change that rule. This is a rule that will not change as I obviously would not do something that would exclude me from a site I have invested nearly twenty years and tens of thousands of dollars into.

    I understand 

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