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  1. I thought I would post an update. The last few weeks have been awful and the last one was the worst of the lot. Things reached their peak on Thursday when I was walking home from the shop and saw a bus. My mind immediately thought about how everything would be over and the torment would stop if I jumped in front of it. I didn't seriously consider doing it right there and then but the fact that it seemed like an option scared me. When Alice, my fiancée, came home that evening we had a very emotional talk and fortunately she was able to take the next day off to stay with me. We knew the pills were giving me trouble but it was clear at this point they were giving me more trouble than the original problem. We called Alice's mother who happens to be a very qualified psychiatrist and talked to her about things. She made a recommendation that I stop any and all medication and essentially give myself some "time off" or, in other words, to let myself rest from the pills. What I didn't realise and what no doctor told me when prescribing the medication is that Fluoxetine (Prozac) actually stays in the system for 4-6 days. No one told me when prescribing Sertraline that I would still have quite a bit of Fluoxetine in my body, in fact I was told to only give it one day's break. This very likely made things worse since I was essentially going through the withdrawal period whilst also starting a new type of drug that works in the same category. I followed the advice of my future mother-in-law and haven't taken any of the pills in a few days. The Fluoxetine should be out of my system now and the Sertraline, with a much shorter half-life, is likely out as well. I am medication free at the moment. Am I better? I'm anxious, that much is for certain and when I'm home alone I find myself feeling tense and unsure what to do with myself. It's not a good place to be but it is a thousand miles from where I was when battling the pills. I don't know what the next step will be... I may try the Sertraline which apparently works well for a lot of people but never really got a chance with me. For now I want to give it a day or two more to see how I feel.
  2. Elfy

    Actually had Success Meeting up?

    I've met a few people through this site and the most notable one was @Princess Alice who went from a complete stranger in chat to my fiancée
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    Bad Husband, Better Baby

    I'm glad people are continuing to enjoy the story and having strong opinions about it This is going somewhere so I assure you all this isn't just mindless abuse or anything like that! In truth there have been several points I've worked towards where I ask myself a question "Do I want to stop the story or continue?" and each time I've reached one I've continued because I still very much enjoy these guys' adventures. The last one I came across was after the "lesson" from Kirsty and going home to a pleasant few days, I was considering ending it there and rounding it off with how they both learnt yadda yadda yadda. When I got there though I had unresolved questions and a desire to continue. I know where this is going up till the next "checkpoint" and then we'll see how things go.
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    Prisoner of the Machines

    David is locked in a cage and can only dream of escape. He is left alone with his thoughts until the his mechanical guards return for him. --- If you enjoy my stories please consider subscribing to my Patreon page where I post a 2000+ word update every four days or so. For $5 a month you can read all of my updates a week before everyone else and for $10 you get early access plus exclusive stories only available to my patrons. There are more tiers and rewards available on the page. https://www.patreon.com/Elfy88 Thank you to everyone who is already a patron of mine: DannyDazzler, Joe, Jerry J, Kristoffer M B, Brandon M, Vivi L, C Dom, Ali T, Sith, Conta, Mike S, Carter B, Dr J, Paul F, John D, Archibald B, Bojack D, John, Georgia C, Blipp, Duncan G, Jake W, Jeffrey G, Joe, Tabbi, Anon, Kent J, Nick C, Brandon G, P74_1986, LuvsSissy, DreaR, Alex B, Malcolm E, Pete W, Cless, Frank S, PatheticABDL, John D, Pierre-David G, M, Joshua M, NunyoBC, Txdiapered, Kim, Chris, Dorian G, Ceneroz, S Miller, Britnee L, Tim F, WillNotWill, Orion F, Tom H, Sterling W, Ryan, Jens B, Matthew S, Pierry L, Miss Amy W, Trish C, Wet, Curiosity24, Peter C, VoidofContext, ReiofLight, James K, Lin J, Joe V, Daniel O, Anne Mette B-H, Kirk H, Mikkel L, Eric D, Bruce D, Tim, Alice W, Sophie S, SB1275, John Z, BuffaloBill, Findlay, Rob, Bob S, Nathan, Timothy A W, Erik P, Ben R, Ben F, Steven H --- David was trapped in a small box with barred sides which barely gave him another room to sit up in. He grabbed at the bars with his hands and looked through the strong bars as his captors lifted up into the ceiling and disappeared. “You can’t lock me in a cage!” David yelled out as the panel in the ceiling closed and effectively left him alone in the small cage. There was nothing in the cage and the only thing against the bars was a baby bottle full of what looked like water. There was a long metal pipe coming out of the bottom of it and a latex teat on the end. It looked almost exactly like the water bottle you would give a hamster or some other rodent. David banged against the bars with his hands and then tried kicking them with all his weight but he made no impression on the very solidly constructed cage. He was feeling less like a person and more like an animal by the second. After a few minutes of struggling he gave up trying to break the bars and laid down on the aluminium floor. It wasn’t comfortable and he could feel his claustrophobia being triggered but it wasn’t like he had an option to leave. Minutes passed and David soon came to the conclusion that he was being left there for the time being. He had no idea how long whatever had captured him wanted to keep him but there was little he could do to improve his situation from inside his new cage. It was impossible to say how long David had been laying inside the cage. His hands went down to his crotch where he found the tightly locked chain and even tighter diaper. He thought about trying to rip the padding off his body but knew that if he was successful it would only bring the wrath of this building on him again. Whatever was going on he couldn’t help his position from here and he would be foolish to try anything that got him in even more trouble. David tried to occupy his mind with anything he could think of. He was desperate to stave off boredom because every time he allowed himself a second to think about what was happening he started to panic and get emotional. He sang songs in his head, ran through his favourite movie scenes and set himself trivia questions to try and answer, anything that didn’t let him think about being locked in a cage under a factory in nothing but a diaper that was chained to his body. Eventually David felt himself becoming thirsty and the hamster bottle that had seemed repugnant when the lid had first slammed down now looked quite attractive to him. He started eyeing the teat which occasionally let out a drop of water and licked his lips, the water looked more and more delicious the longer he was left alone. David couldn’t say whether it had been minutes or hours by the time he finally broke down and twisted his body around to get closer to the water. He looked around as if expecting to see someone watching him debase himself. After a few moments of hesitation he crawled forwards slightly and wrapped his lips around the artificial nipple. He sucked hard and felt the room temperature water flooding his mouth, it was a very pleasant feeling in the warm room. Before David knew what he was doing he had grabbed the bars either side of the bottle and started sucking as much of the water as he could. He knew he must look ridiculous but with no one around to judge him there was no point in resisting the drink he was so thirsty for. David didn’t stopping working on the bottle until the only thing that entered his mouth when he sucked was air. He pulled away from the bottle with red cheeks as he panted slightly. He felt embarrassed to have used the bottle but he didn’t see what choice he had, he either drank from the bottle like an animal or he went thirsty. Having downed the large bottle of water as well as the meal earlier he started to struggle with a whole new problem. He felt the familiar feeling of needing to piss. David’s hands went down to his diaper and he nervously pressed the thick padding against his crotch. Using this diaper was a horrible thought but just like the water bottle he didn’t seem to have any choice in the matter. He looked out through the bars and up to the ceiling, he had the thought of calling out for help from the robotic tormentors in the ceiling but he had the feeling he would, at best, be ignored. As David scanned the room he was imprisoned in he saw a door on the opposite side that had a picture of a man and woman on it. He assumed that it was a bathroom but with it being on the other side of the room to his cage it might as well have been on the other side of the Earth. He wasn’t going anywhere soon and his growing need to pee was getting worse by the minute. He wouldn’t be surprised if they were fake doors just made to taunt him. More time passed and David was becoming increasingly disorientated. There was no clock in the room and David lost track of how long he had been locked up. He had no idea if it was night or day and it could’ve been anything from an hour to half a day in this barred box. He felt frustrated and angry which was making him even more restless, he wanted to sit up and move around but he was completely unable to do so. The pressure in David’s bladder soon grew into a pain. He held on to his control for as long as he could but it soon became such a bad situation that he wanted to do anything to relieve himself. Slowly but surely his mind came around to the idea of just letting go in his diaper, something that started off unthinkable when the feeling first grew was now seemingly preferable to holding on. David struggled to get up on to his feet in a squatting position. His head hit the ceiling of the box and it was very uncomfortable, David had to widen his stance and his neck was tilted at a painful angle. It was an embarrassing situation to be in and this was far from the ideal position but what else could he do. He was resigned to wetting himself like a baby, his hand went down and pressed against the front of the padding that encased his crotch. David closed his eyes and slowly took a deep breath. He tried to relax his muscles and his mind, he attempted to forget where he was and what was happening as he tried to empty himself. He felt a tear trickle down his cheek as urine began to trickle into the waiting padding of his diaper, he shuddered involuntarily as the diaper grew suddenly warmer. As the first trickle entered the diaper it became impossible to hold back the flood and before David knew what was happening his bladder relaxed and he felt himself flooding the disposable underwear. The hand he had placed on the outside of his diaper felt the heat as the burst of warm urine started spreading around the diaper and he closed his eyes in shame as his cheeks burned. It was over just as quickly as it had started. David’s bladder finished emptying and his diaper had expanded to soak in the urine that had been deposited. The trapped man could feel the heat still spreading and he placed his other hand on the rear of the diaper where he could feel even more of the wetness. “I can’t believe this…” David sobbed to himself as he wiped the tears away. David slowly lowered himself down into a seated position and he felt the diaper squashing beneath him. It was humiliating to be sat in his own urine and as he returned to his position laying on the floor he felt the last drops of unabsorbed urine trickling around his genitals. There was little that could break David’s fragile resistance more than wetting himself like a baby. He rolled on to his side and felt the padding between his legs pushing his thighs apart. He slowly closed his eyes again and waited for something to happen. He didn’t know if he should look forward to the return of the hands or fear them. --- It must’ve been many hours later when the ceiling opened up to reveal the mechanical arms again. David had been laying in somewhat of a stupor and he really couldn’t be sure that he hadn’t been there for a day or longer. He had wet his diaper several times as he laid there, each time seemed to be easier than the last as the padding slowly expanded and pushed his legs apart. David opened his eyes when he heard the ceiling move and with the fearful eyes of a wild animal he peeked out through the bars to see his kidnappers coming down as swiftly and easily as ever before. David’s body tensed up, he had no idea what they had planned but he had a deep fear of them. His fear of what they had planned even overrode his joy that he would be getting out of this cage. He knew his freedom wouldn’t increase, it would just mean that instead of the bars he would have the grasping hands holding him in place. The lid of the cage lifted up on its hinges until it leant against the wall and for the first time David could see the ceiling directly above him. He was able to sit up for just a brief moment before he was grabbed by the gloved hands that swarmed on to him just like when he had first arrived. Unlike the last time he had been grabbed David didn’t put up any resistance as he was grabbed, he knew there was no point trying to stop these super-strength robots from doing whatever they wanted with him. “C-Can I go?” David asked although he felt he already knew the answer. They wouldn’t have kept him locked up for all this time just to let him go at the end of it. The robotic hands grabbed on to David with their ultra-secure grip and lifted him out of the cage. He was lifted into the air above the cage and moved back towards the centre of the room. David could feel his diaper sagging below him a little as the swollen padding was affected by gravity. David was surprised that instead of taking him to the table they carried him towards the side of the room where he had seen the doors with the bathroom symbols. With quite a lot of surprise David found himself looking at a small closet sized room with a single toilet against the far wall. The hands stopped just outside the doorway and David looked at the in confusion. Four more or the limbs that had been following the ones holding David up now came around his body and unlocked the heavy chain that prevented him from taking the diaper off himself. Then they pulled at the tapes of his diaper. David looked down just in time to see the diaper fall away from his body and on to the floor below him. He could see how yellow the padding had turned and he blushed, he had known he was wet but he didn’t realise just how much he had pissed himself. It shouldn’t have been a surprise since the man had no choice but to use his padding. David was swiftly carried away from the discarded diaper and into the small room with the toilet. The hands knew exactly what they were doing as they turned him around and lowered him into a sitting position. It was clear what they wanted him to do but it wasn’t exactly easy to relax and use the toilet when the whole swarm of these hands were floating eerily in the doorway and watching him. Regardless of the uncomfortable situation David hadn’t been able to use the toilet for a long time and all the milk he had drank seemed to have upset his digestive system. He found a need to defecate growing quickly and he was glad his diaper had been removed. After a few minutes of embarrassing but fruitful effort the hands were satisfied that David had emptied himself fully. He was leaned forwards and one of the gloved hands roughly cleaned him with toilet tissue that led to him protesting at the rough treatment, it was a waste of breath and David knew that. As soon as the robot hands were satisfied that David was clean they lifted him off the toilet and back into the main room. The naked David looked over his shoulder to see the door to the tiny bathroom closing and it made him wonder if there were other hidden doors, perhaps ones that might lead to his escape. David was carried towards the long table from the previous day and he had been expecting a new diaper. He didn’t want it but it seemed like that was the most likely thing to happen, he was surprised to see nothing on the table as he was carried over to it. “What are you doing?” David asked with more than a hint of fear as the hands laid him down on the table, “If you let me go I promise I won’t tell anyone about this place.” David might as well have been talking to a brick wall for all the good his pleading and questions were doing. The scared man was placed on the table in the same spread eagle position as the previous time and the strong grip on his limbs meant he was just as immobile to resist these hands doing whatever they wanted with him. He worried somewhat that they were about to forcibly massage his crotch again. Finally a new diaper appeared which made David actually feel quite relieved. As long as his crotch was covered up these autonomous hands could do little to him there. Maybe they just wanted to change his diaper and lock him back in the cage, David didn’t know if that would be a good thing or not at this point. The cage wasn’t pleasant by any stretch of the imagination but at least nothing else happened whilst he was in there. As the diaper being carried over got closer David suddenly realised something was very wrong. This wasn’t a fresh diaper that had been unfolded ready to take his bodily waste, this was the diaper they had just taken off him. As it got closer David could smell the stale urine and he could see the discoloured piss soaked padding. “You… You can’t… No!” David shook his head as he watched the hands bring the diaper closer and closer to the table, “I’ll wear a fresh diaper if you want me to just… Not that! Please!”
  5. Day 10: I spoke too soon... The weekend just passed was hell and I couldn't do anything for most of it. I'm still very nauseas and still struggling to eat anything as well as having major issues with anxiety and things. Called the doctor today because the side effects are still persisting and was told to take the Propranolol I was previously prescribed as well as the anti-depressant to see if it helps. I'm not sure it is helping at the moment, I felt briefly better but I can feel the anxiety coming back. I was told to try this until Wednesday and then call the doctors back if I'm still having problems.
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    Bad Husband, Better Baby

    A sudden visitor upsets the happy couple and things get out of control after an unexpected text reaches Sarah's phone. --- This story update, like every update, has been available on Patreon for the last week. I write a 2000+ word update every four days for Patreon and for just $5 you can get early access to all my stories. For $10 you get early access plus exclusive access to around a dozen exclusive stories! There are more tiers and rewards available on Patreon including free and discounted commissions, access to a discord server, story illustrations and more. https://www.patreon.com/Elfy88 I want to take the opportunity to give a HUGE thank you to my patrons who support me and allow me to write as much as I do: DannyDazzler, Joe, Jerry J, Brandon M, Vivi L, C Dom, Ali T, Sith, Conta, Mike S, Carter B, Dr J, Paul F, John D, Archibald B, Bojack D, John, Georgia C, Blipp, Duncan G, Jake W, Jeffrey G, P, Joe, Tabbi, Anon, Kent J, Nick C, Brandon G, P74_1986, Pat M, LuvsSissy, DreaR, Alex B, Malcolm E, Pete W, Cless, Frank S, PatheticABDL, John D, Pierre-David G, M, Joshua M, NunyoBC, Txdiapered, Kim, Chris, Dorian G, Ceneroz, S Miller, Britnee L, Tim F, WillNotWill, Orion F, Tom H, Sterling W, Ryan, Jens B, Matthew S, Pierry L, Miss Amy W, Joe B, Trish C, Wet, Curiosity24, Peter C, VoidofContext, ReiofLight, James K, Lin J, Joe V, Daniel O, Anne Mette B-H, Kirk H, Mikkel L, Eric D, Bruce D, Tim, Alice W, Sophie S, SB1275, John Z, BuffaloBill, Findlay, Rob, Bob S, Nathan, Timothy A W, Erik P, Ben F, Steven H --- “Who is it?” Nick asked as he sat down and saw that Sarah was still looking out the window. Sarah didn’t say anything as the colour drained from her face. She wondered why Jack was here and worried that it wasn’t going to be for anything good. He didn’t look too upset but after all those texts earlier Sarah wasn’t sure what to think of her one night stand. Sarah thought about ducking away from the window but Jack looked over when no one answered the door. He must’ve seen Sarah because he waved and then put his hands together in an imitation of a prayer, it seemed like he was begging for forgiveness. He looked as if he was pleading to come in. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Nick said when Sarah hadn’t replied to his question. He stood up and adjusted the nappy that crinkled loudly around him. He started walking towards his wife which seemed to bring her attention back inside the room. “No!” Sarah quickly turned to Nick and put her arm out to stop him. “Then tell me who is at the door!” Nick put his hands on his hips and looked at Sarah the way he was used to his wife looking at him. “It’s Jack, OK?” Sarah finally said. “Son of a…” Nick started walking towards the front door with an anger that didn’t quite have the same effect in such babyish clothes. “No!” Sarah shouted quickly, “I’ll handle it.” Nick looked to the door before doing as his wife said and turning back around. He went back to the couch but kept the front door in sight the whole time, his body was tensed in preparation to leap up and strike at a moment’s notice. Sarah thought it was cute that Nick was trying to be so masculine. The issue he had was that if he got into a fight with Jack he would quite surely be beaten up. Nick was quite petit and the difference in body types was accentuated by Jack being active and going to the gym often. Sarah had seen both of them and Jack was surely the much stronger of the pair. Sarah walked to the door and took a deep breath before finally opening it. She tried to be as assertive as she could but it was difficult after everything that happened. She looked up into the face of Jack, the handsome man who had given her such a night of passion. She hadn’t seen him since waking up the next morning, the day a lot of things changed. “I was starting to think you would never open the door.” Jack chuckled heartily as he spoke. He was trying to project an aura of confidence and Sarah wasn’t sure how genuine it was. Sarah only felt stranger when Jack spoke like that. Did he really expect her to just forget everything he had said so recently? Did he expect her to forgive him? Sarah felt angry and didn’t say anything to the man who had invited himself to her house. She had nothing to say to Jack and if he was here for something he would have to explain it without any prompting from her. She was quite tempted to just slam the door in Jack’s face but she had to remember that he was still her boss. “Quite a cold reception…” Jack said as he scratched the back of his neck nervously. “What the fuck did you expect after everything you sent me?” Sarah hissed through her teeth. She was doing her best to keep her voice down and her emotions in check, “Now you show up at my house out of the blue?” “I wanted to apologise in person.” Jack said, “And to say that I want to be a friend for you and Nick. Can I come in?” “I’m not sure that is a good idea.” Sarah replied shortly, “Nick is very angry with you.” “Ha!” Jack let out a bark of a laugh, “Angry Nick… Very scary!” “I’m serious.” Sarah tensed up, “He has every right to be angry with you and so do I. You shouldn’t be here.” “There must be something I can do to make up for what happened.” Jack sighed as he tried to think of something to say. There was always a way to salvage situations like these, “Maybe a pay rise at work?” “I don’t know…” Sarah was very career driven and the offer of more money was certainly tempting but it was so hard to forget about Jack’s sudden and angry outbursts. Could she even trust him anymore? “I wasn’t lying before anything happened either. I find everything going on between you and Nick fascinating and would really love to study it.” Jack could see his words were having some effect, “I may even publish a paper, anonymising names of course. But I could give you a credit… That could do wonders for your career.” “It’s… tempting.” Sarah conceded, “But those texts. I just don’t know if I can trust you again.” Jack sighed and put his hands up to cover his face. Sarah watched him closely, she considered herself a good judge of character and it seemed like Jack was really feeling sorry for what had happened. Was he upset because Sarah was pushing him away or was he genuinely remorseful for what had happened? Nick was sitting in the living room and looking out to the hallway. From where he was sat he could only just see the back of Sarah’s head, he couldn’t really hear what was going on either. He wished Sarah would send Jack away but he knew better than to question her methods, he had to trust that she knew what she was doing. He could feel all his muscles remaining tensed almost to the point of pain. As Nick strained his ears to hear what was going on he was suddenly startled by the sound of a phone vibrating on the table. It was Sarah’s phone and after one long vibration there was a couple of short ones, a notification popped up on the screen. Nick knew he wasn’t supposed to look at his mummy’s phone but as he glanced down he saw the word “EMERGENCY” written in all capital letters. It definitely seemed like something Sarah would want to know immediately. He picked up his wife’s phone and walked towards the hallway. He took a deep breath before he left the living room, no one saw him for a few seconds since he was behind Sarah and Jack had his eyes covered. “Ahem…” Nick cleared his throat quite quietly but it was enough to get the attention of the two people at the door. “Nick!” Jack broke into a wide smile that didn’t seem to reach his eyes, “So good to see you!” Nick ignored the man his wife had slept with so recently and looked at his wife. He held the phone out with a hand that trembled slightly, being stood here in his nappy was still a scary experience despite him knowing that Jack was well aware of his nappies. “I didn’t mean to pry or anything but your phone vibrated…” Nick watched as his wife took the phone, “I would have waited but it seemed serious.” Sarah took the phone from Nick. Nick watched her swipe on the phone and read something, in the background he could see Jack smiling still. Nick tried to ignore him and focus on his wife whose eyes had grown to the size of dinner plates. “Oh my God…” Sarah practically gasped. “Is everything OK?” Nick asked. From the way the colour was draining from Sarah’s face he felt like he already knew the answer. “My father has had a fall.” Sarah said as she looked up at Nick with worry, “Mum says he’s going to be fine but he’s in the hospital… I have to go see him.” Nick nodded with understanding but he was also concerned because he hadn’t seen Sarah’s parents since the baby stuff started, he didn’t even know if they knew about his nappies. Sarah would surely have to leave him at home but she wouldn’t want to leave him home alone. “Jack, can you stay here with Nick till I get back?” Sarah asked quickly. “Of co-” Jack started saying. “No!” Nick shouted indignantly. There was no way he wanted to be babysat by the man who had slept with his wife. He didn’t need anyone to look after him. Sarah was already putting her shoes on hurriedly and getting ready to leave. She seemed very distracted and Nick didn’t blame her. “I don’t have time Nick.” Sarah said quickly, “Just stay here with Jack.” “But-” Nick wanted to argue back even though he completely understood his wife had to go. Sarah practically ran out of the door leaving Nick and Jack staring at each other from either side of the front entrance. Nick watched Sarah get in the car and drive away hurriedly leaving him feeling very, very alone. Jack was still smiling. There was an awkward silence and Nick looked down at the floor in his familiar submissive manner. “I don’t need you to stay.” Nick said venomously as Jack stepped over the threshold. “Sarah doesn’t seem to think so.” Jack said as he closed the door behind him, “She seems to think you need someone to look after you.” Nick felt really uncomfortable with the way Jack was talking and he could feel his heart hammering in his chest. Jack stepped forward until he was stood right in front of the padded man, Nick was shorter and thinner than Jack and the difference was only further pronounced by the way Nick was stooped over and looking at the ground. “I really think you should leave.” Nick said as he tried to muster up all of his courage. Jack stepped forwards again. He was only inches away from Nick who seemed to cower over even more, Nick could smell his manly cologne and it was a stark difference to how he often smelt. “Are you going to make me?” Jack asked in a low growl. “L-Look, I don’t want to fight.” Nick stuttered as he tried to look up from the floor. He felt like he was shrinking as Jack walked around him like a shark smelling blood, “This is my house.” “If you can get me out of that door I’ll go.” Jack said as he stood in front of Nick again. He opened his arms out and gestured for Nick to bring his anger, “Come on. This is your house, right? Your castle? Defend it!” “Jack, let’s be adult about this…” Nick started saying as he lifted his hands. “Adult!?” Jack laughed. Nick thought it sounded more like a wolf and the padded man hunched his shoulders slightly even as he balled his fists up. “Please just…” Nick continued. Tears were starting to fill his eyes despite him fighting back his emotions. “MAKE ME LEAVE!” Jack shouted. Nick jumped at the sound but he reached forwards and tried to shove Jack in the chest. It felt like trying to push a rock and Jack took no more than a half-step backwards. He was still smiling, that cocky smile that was driving Nick crazy. “You’ll have to do better than that.” Jack chuckled. Nick pushed forwards again and this time leaned with his shoulder. He found that as soon as he came into range of Jack’s arms he was shoved backwards. Nick stumbled but grabbed hold of the bannister to maintain his balance. Nick didn’t wait for Jack to goad him again and he ran forwards once more. Jack was not caught unawares and Nick saw the man sidestep at the last minute, Nick had charged forwards recklessly and he felt the unwanted visitor give him a shove in the back. Nick stumbled sideways and hit the wall quite hard. He managed to avoid getting hurt but Jack was still right behind him in the hallway. He was getting desperate and scared, he was very alone and didn’t know what to do, he felt like he had angered Jack and had no way of getting away. In a panic Nick did what all desperate people in fights do. He looked down to where Jack’s much more considerable manhood was, he drew his leg back and swung forwards aiming for a powerful low blow. For a second he thought he was going to do it until an arm went down and easily pushed the kick away. Nick had just enough time to look up as Jack swung his fist forwards and smacked him in the belly. Nick was immediately winded and dropped to his knees gasping for air. He felt an oozing feeling in his diaper and he knew he was messing himself. The punch apparently loosened up whatever was in his bowels and he messed himself on the ground at Jack’s feet. “I repeat…” Jack said as he leaned forwards, “Make me leave.”
  7. It's day 6 and I think I might be through the worst of it. *Touch wood* Still feeling nauseous but it's been much improved over the previous days. Hopefully this means that I'm over the worst of it but we'll see.
  8. Elfy

    Why...

    The problem a lot of people have, and I think we are all guilty of it at different times, is we look at our own experiences and forget that everyone has different lives. Some people have very sexual attractions to diapers or enjoy them in their sex play and others don't like to mix the two and it can sometimes be difficult for the two sides to understand each other. It's like a lot of political things, it can be very hard to see the other side on a lot of things. Sometimes people can get very fired up if it is something that they care about. At the end of the day all you can do is what is right for you. To address your two specific points... On moving out... This is a classic of everyone having a different opinion formed on their own life. It is very difficult to move out in this day and age because wages just don't stretch to cover everything you need to pay for a place either rent or mortgage. A lot of this is a generational thing because for older people it was a lot easier to move out and get started. I don't think a lot of people understand how much things have changed for young people trying to get started. On diapers and sexuality... Everyone is different on this point. Some people seem to put a diaper on and all adult thoughts, including sex, disappears. Some people put them on specifically for sexual stuff and many more are somewhere in the middle. Personally, sometimes they can end up being very sexual and sometimes they aren't. Everyone is different and I don't think there is a right way or a wrong way to wear diapers. This site is open to all adults who wear diapers no matter what the reason. It is also open to any mommy or daddy or anyone else interested in the lifestyle. No one has the right to tell another person whether they should or shouldn't be here unless they are obvious trolls, underage or otherwise break the rules.
  9. Thanks for the posts. Taken four of the pills now and they are kicking my ass mostly through nausea and a lack of appetite (the two are almost certainly linked!) The choice to stop was my own and so was the decision to start them again. I had been on Fluoxetine for 18 months and the doctor asked for an appointment to review the medication. I was feeling a lot better and he said it was basically up to me to stop taking them or continue, I chose to stop which in hindsight was a mistake! I've been quite lucky in general with side effects in the past. I never get any of the weight gain or sexual dysfunction or any other major thing so I'm hoping I'm the same this time around and the nausea goes away. I was experiencing a lot of digestive issues which I believe I have mentioned elsewhere on here. Mainly tenesmus and the constant feeling I needed to poop, I also noticed things with the poop that worried me but some at home tests have eased that concern. It really set my anxiety and stuff off though and that was making the physical symptoms worse. Called the doctor and he suggested my old prescription to get things back under control. Having gone on and then come off anti-depressants at least half a dozen times in the last decade or so it might become a much longer term thing.
  10. Elfy

    Prisoner of the Machines

    After being manipulated by his strange captors David is left trapped with the hands. His hopes of being let go are quickly taken away and he is left to realise this may be a longer experience than he was expecting. --- If you enjoy my stories please consider subscribing to my Patreon page where I post a 2000+ word update every four days or so. For $5 a month you can read all of my updates a week before everyone else and for $10 you get early access plus exclusive stories only available to my patrons. 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There was no response to his question. The hand holding David’s cum lifted into the air slowly and David watched tiredly as a few of the hands moved over towards it. They made their palms face the cupped hand and almost seemed to be looking at what David had produced. They couldn’t be looking though because they had no eyes, David had no idea what they doing. David was slumped in the hands that still held him off the ground but a low mechanical whirring from the ceiling got his attention. He looked up with his red face to see another hand coming down, it looked the same as the others with the big cartoony white glove but it was carrying something. David didn’t really make out what it was until it got closer to him when he finally recognised the clear cylinder of a baby bottle with a long latex teat on the top. The bottle was a lot bigger than a regular baby one and it was filled with milk. The thought of being naked like this and drinking from a bottle wasn’t very pleasing but David was about to see that everything could get much worse. The bottle moved over to the gathering of the other hands and stopped next to the cupped cum filled hand. David could see the scene in front of him clearly as one of the hands unscrewed the top of the large bottle and moved it aside. The cupped hand started slowly moving towards the infantile drink causing David’s eyes to widen in alarm. “No, no, no…” David repeated quickly as he realised what was about to happen. He shook his head as much as he could, “Stop it! I’m not doing that…” David’s words clearly had no impact on the plans of his mechanical captors. He watched in open mouthed horror as the hand with his still warm semen tipped its contents into the bottle of milk. The lid was screwed back on and then David watched the hand holding the bottle shake it violently to mix it all up. By the time it had stopped shaking David knew his seed was completely mixed with what he assumed was regular milk. When the hands were done with the mixing David saw the huge bottle being carried towards him. It was tipped up and aimed at his mouth with a glistening drop of the milk dripping from the teat. David quickly closed his mouth and turned his head away in disgust, there was no way he was going to drink the milk when he knew what it was mixed with. David was only allowed to look away for a few seconds as two hands swiftly grasped the side of his head with their padded gloves. Using supreme strength they forced the man to look forwards and even as David tried to keep his head turned away all he could do was hurt his neck in the futile attempt. He was now even more firmly under the control of these awful machines. The teat of the bottle was pushed against David’s lips but he refused to open his mouth. The sweet and cold milk dribbled down his chin a little as the soft nipple of the bottle tried to get through his mouth’s defences. He knew he wouldn’t be able to stop this bottle from being fed to him forever but his resistance was ended very quickly when two gloved fingers pinched his nose and stopped him being able to breathe. David tried to shake the fingers away from his nose but he couldn’t move his head and after a few seconds he was forced to open his mouth to gasp for the air his body craved. The moment David opened his mouth the latex teat was pushed forwards until his lips hit the part of the bottle that connected to the lid. He felt the dripping of milk on his tongue as the bottle eagerly awaited being drank from. The hands surrounded David with their palms facing him as if watching the man struggle as he tried desperately to stop himself from reflexively sucking on the bottle. It was only a matter of time and the mechanical limbs would not be denied. After a minute of trying to keep his tongue still David shifted slightly and his tongue pressed against the bottom of the milk filled teat. He immediately felt the cool milk squirt into his mouth and he was forced to swallow so he could breathe easier. He winced because he knew his own semen was mixed with the milk but there was nothing he could do to stop it. He was glad that the only thing he could taste was sweet milk. As soon as he swallowed the first of the drink he was forced to continue swallowing as the liquid relentlessly filled his mouth. He tried to shake his head but he was held strongly in place, it soon became clear that he wasn’t going anywhere until these hands were satisfied that he had drank every drop of milk. Giving up hope on stopping this humiliating and disgusting drink David started sucking more forcefully and drawing the milk into his mouth faster. He thought a few times that he could taste the thicker and saltier contents of his drink but after all the shaking he felt sure it was his mind playing tricks on him. Either way it didn’t make this horrible drink any easier to finish. The bottle just didn’t seem to end and his reflexive swallowing soon became laboured as his already tired body struggled to keep up with the pace. Finally and mercifully David swallowed the last of the milk and felt only air come through the bottle. He almost felt like he could feel the massive amount of milk sloshing around inside himself as his body tried to process everything it had absorbed. David tried to push the knowledge of what was in the milk far from his mind to stop himself from feeling sick. He was gasping for air by the time the bottle was pulled out of his mouth and the hands holding his head finally let go. David’s head flopped forward and he saw a long trail of sticky milk and saliva fall out of his mouth and on to the floor. “Can I go?” David said in barely more than a whisper, “What do you want from me?” Whether the hands could hear what David was saying or not they didn’t seem to react to what he was saying. There was a second where nothing happened and David could almost relax before the gloved hands that had held him in the air finally started to move him. David was given no more control over his body than before and with a belly full of milk he wanted to move as little as possible. He was taken backwards, further into the room as he was forced to submit to the will of his captors. They carried him backwards and then held him horizontally in the air with David looking up at the ceiling, after everything that had happened he barely had the energy to hold his head up anymore. Slowly David saw the ceiling move further away as he was lowered down towards what he assumed would be the floor. He was surprised when he found a hard surface above the floor covered in a soft foam and plastic. David looked around to see that he was on a long table and he was soon held down with each of his limbs being pulled towards a different corner of the surface. Despite David’s fear of what might happen next he felt relieved that he was laying on something rather than being suspended in mid-air, his limbs hurt from the way they were being held. The exhausted man allowed himself a brief flicker of hope that the mechanical captors would let him go but he was quickly disabused of that notion when he saw a couple of hands start pulling things off the shelves below him. David frowned as he tried to look over and see what they were doing, he couldn’t see over the edge but he didn’t have to wait long to find out what was happening. “No! I don’t need that!” David made renewed efforts to pull away from these strong hands, “Stop!” It was pointless to shout but David did it anyway. He shouted loudly and unintelligibly but it didn’t make a single iota of difference. The mechanical hands lifted up a thick disposable diaper and started unfolding it whilst other hands brought up a bottle of baby powder and a container of baby wipes. David could do nothing but wriggle slightly as the objects were set up at the foot of the table. He tried to kick them off but he couldn’t move enough to do so, he was utterly trapped as the hands unfolding the diaper began to move closer to his naked crotch. The diaper crinkled loudly and as the hands lifted up David’s feet he got a close up look at his own crotch. He could hear the diaper being slid up the table and David struggled again, his eyes were full of tears that he couldn’t wipe away. They stung his eyes as he twisted and pulled desperately. David was lowered back down and instead of the pleasantly cold plastic of the changing table he felt a much warmer padded feeling. He shuddered as he realised he was sitting in a blown up version of a baby diaper, he could hear it crinkle whenever he moved his waist. It felt big already and it hadn’t even been put on. David looked down through his wet eyes just in time to see his genitals become encased in the diaper. He felt the padding against the skin all over his crotch and as the sides were pulled up he was soon taped into the diaper just like a baby. “You bastards!” David yelled as his anger and frustration bubbled over, “I’ll rip this fucking thing off as soon as I can!” David saw the hands pause suddenly as he spoke and then two shot up into the ceiling. He felt like he had made a mistake in yelling and his suspicions were confirmed seconds later when he saw the hands descending again. They were carrying something that he couldn’t make out from the table, they got lower and lower until they were right over David’s crotch and that was when the man heard the clinking metal of a chain. David’s legs were lifted again as a medium sized chain was slipped around his waist tightly and locked together. David saw the key leave with one of the gloved hands back into the ceiling and he closed his eyes, he had just made it much harder to get out of this humiliatingly infantile underwear. “I’ve got some money!” David yelled to no one in particular, “My parents have more… Just let me go and I’ll give you whatever you want!” There was no sign that anyone or anything holding David captive here had heard him and he was soon lifted off the changing table with a mixture of crinkling diapers and clanking chains. He could feel the large padding being pushed against his crotch by the chain, the soft absorbent material seemed to wrap around his still very sensitive dick as he was carried through the air towards the wall on the far side of the room. David couldn’t see where he was going and he tried to look over his shoulder for some signs of whatever was planned for him. He couldn’t see anything as he was jerked around through the air. As well as the four hands that were lifting him he could see a swarm of many more following like an excited crowd of onlookers. The soft mechanical whirring of the machines was only made creepier by the way they lightly echoed off the walls. David’s horizontal progress was only halted when he felt his head bang into the wall. He exclaimed loudly as his head pushed against the solid surface before the limbs started lowering him slowly. For one hopeful minute David thought they were putting him down on the ground to let him go but he was deeply mistaken and as he was lowered he saw bars raising up all around him. When David was just a foot from the floor he felt the strong grip that held him in the air suddenly release and he fell against a metal surface on the floor. As soon as he hit the ground he heard a loud bang and looked up to see a lid on top of the cage had clanged down and locked him in. David pressed against the solid metal roof but was unable to move it.
  11. Seriously... My digestive system was a mess and my anxiety running wild before I called the doctor for some help. I had been on Fluoxetine (Prozac) for 18 months before stopping them a few months ago, my doctor gave me a prescription for the same drug and dosage to help me since they worked well before. I've been nauseous since Saturday, with a lack of appetite that is causing even more anxiety. I feel tired a lot though I don't think I'm sleeping well at all... The first week or so on anti-depressants is just the worst and it feels like my entire body and brain are all screwed up. It's hard to distract myself when I'm home alone and then trying to work is a nightmare. This is day three of the pills and it feels like a mountain I have to climb just to start feeling OK again.
  12. Elfy

    Web sites with abdl content?

    This is as fine of a place as any to post about ABDL websites you use/visit. I would ask that people advertising their own places to take it to the links forum though.