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  1. Daniel's brief sojourn away from his cousin wasn't destined to last long. He is taken home in an embarrassing way and finds that things have changed even more. --- Writing is my passion and my only source of income. If you enjoy my stories you may be interested to learn that you can see every update I post one week before the rest of the world with a $5 pledge on one of my subscription sites. There has been a lot of upheaval recently with Patreon purging a lot of ABDL content so I have tried to diversify a little so that I can continue to bring everyone stories. For just a $5 pledge on any of these you can see updates a week early and for $10 you can see all of my 50+ EXCLUSIVE stories only available to subscribers. 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He smacked the door with his palm, he didn’t expect it to open now but his frustration and despair had to be expressed one way or another. “Where did you think you were going to go?” Emmy asked as she stepped out from the kitchen nook where she had been hidden from view. “Please…” Daniel said despairingly, “I don’t want this.” “That’s OK.” Emmy replied as she walked across the room, “You may not want this but your big sister knows what you need.” “You’re insane.” Daniel sighed. It was just a statement of fact. He had known this before he had tried to escape of course but it felt like it needed saying. “Come on.” Emmy said, “It’s time to go home.” The word “home” made Daniel shake. He didn’t realise Emmy had got right behind him, he was still pressed against the door but two hands under his armpits pulled him away and he stumbled backwards into a big hug from Emmy’s massive arms. He couldn’t stop the waterworks now and he started crying as he felt those arms tightening around him like a python. “Shush, It’s OK, baby.” Emmy said softly, “You’re safe now.” Daniel was fully crying as Emmy’s hug was released. Her hands didn’t leave him though, she simply grabbed him around the sides and lifted him into the air. His legs kicked out uselessly and he crinkled with every little movement. He was lowered into the same chest harness Emmy had used to carry him on their shopping trip. His head was pressed back against those two massive breasts that he had nursed from and they effectively served as cushions holding his head in place. His arms and legs swung around but there was nothing to grab or kick loose, he was as stuck as an actual baby would be. He slumped in defeat as Emmy made her way towards the door to the hallway. “I must thank you for looking after my little one.” Emmy said as she pulled the door open and saw Martina waiting on the other side. “It was no problem.” Martina replied, “But you really need to be more careful. It was just luck that this was the door he knocked on.” “It won’t happen again.” Emmy replied, “When’s your little one due?” “Should be any day now.” Martina replied with a big toothy smile, “This was actually a good test run.” As the two tall women laughed Daniel sniffled helplessly. He looked out at Martina with hurt, the betrayal tinged with horror that someone else was going to get trapped in this situation. He wished he could warn whoever was soon to be arriving but he had no way to do so. As Emmy started making for the doorway he suddenly felt a surge in panic. “No! Wait!” Daniel cried desperately, “Please, don’t make me go back! I’m not a baby!” “Will you need any help?” Martina asked over Daniel’s anguished wailing. “No, I’ll be fine.” Emmy replied. Daniel had to bring his hands up to shield his eyes as Emmy stepped out into the sunshine. It was because of this that he didn’t see Emmy reaching up with a pacifier that went straight between his lips. This wasn’t just a regular pacifier though as it had straps that wrapped around Daniel’s head and were fasted behind him. He tried to shout but he was effectively gagged and he could already feel his tongue going numb again. “I’ll speak to you soon.” Martina called out from her porch as Daniel was carried out towards the road. “Yes, we’ll have to arrange that coffee morning soon.” Emmy replied cheerily as if this wasn’t an incredibly strange situation. As Emmy started walking down the road Daniel finally went limp and just quietly sobbed as he lost himself in his own misery. After everything he had been given one chance to escape and he had run straight into the clutches of a woman who apparently was in on Emmy’s plan. He cried at his bad luck and he cried at the knowledge that he was going back to Emmy’s house and he had no idea if he would ever get a chance to leave again. “Hush those tears.” Emmy said as they walked down that long and empty road, “You’ll have something to really cry about when we get home.” The threat did nothing to help Daniel who desperately struggled against the harness he was strapped to. He could barely move and all his thrashing did was push him further back against Emmy’s chest. His head separated the Amazonian woman’s breasts until he could see them on either side of his vision. It felt like the walk back to the house took no time at all compared to the original escape. Daniel felt like he had ran for an hour that night but Emmy’s house appeared in the distance after seemingly no time at all. The taller woman’s longer strides ate up the ground far more efficiently than Daniel’s awkward waddle had. As Emmy carried Daniel over the threshold and closed the door behind her Daniel felt like his last chance for freedom had disappeared. As if to exemplify this feeling of defeat Daniel released his bladder and flooded his diaper. The padding was pressed up against his body and he felt every moment of the creeping warmth as it spread inch by inch across the absorbent padding. “I’ve tried to be nice.” Emmy said as she kicked off her shoes and put her bag down, “I’ve tried to help you stay nice and safe and this is how you repay me?” “Emmy, please…” Daniel whined. “I don’t want to hear it.” Emmy said, “It’s my fault. I’ve clearly been too lax. That’s OK, we won’t make that mistake again.” Daniel moaned as he was taken down the hall and into the kitchen. He felt the harness slackened and was slowly lowered to the ground. No sooner had his bare feet touched the cold floor than he was scooped back up again. Emmy took him to one of the dining table chairs and laid the desperate man across her lap. “It doesn’t have to be this way!” Daniel begged. It felt so cruel to have been free for such a brief time before having it torn away from him. Daniel could only squirm as he watched Emmy open up her shirt and expose one of her pendulous breasts. He knew what was coming and yet still tried to turn his head away. It felt so wrong for Emmy to do this but he was unable to stop her, he was completely outmatched physically. One of the woman’s massive hands took his head and turned him to face the nipple that already had milk glistening. It was a foregone conclusion what happened next. Daniel’s face was pressed against Emmy’s warm skin and her perky nipple poked past her lips and into his mouth. The taste of Emmy’s skin, sweat and milk mingled on Daniel’s tongue as his lips automatically closed around the teat. It wasn’t long before he was sucking away and feeling milk squirting into his mouth. “Good boy.” Emmy said softly as she held Daniel’s head in place, “You have a nice feed whilst your big sister decides what to do with you.” Daniel didn’t like the threatening tone in Emmy’s voice, nor did he like the way she called herself his “sister” but he sucked harder and was rewarded with even more milk. He was trembling uncontrollably. He swallowed the milk that kept filling his mouth, it felt like an inexhaustible reservoir and no matter how much he drank he would have more. “I just don’t know why you’re so… ungrateful.” Emmy sounded disappointed but Daniel couldn’t see her head over her breasts. Daniel’s belly was full of his cousin’s milk. He tried to pull his head away but Emmy just pressed him closer. He let out a little moan but Emmy didn’t care, Daniel was going to feed from Emmy until she decided he was finished. As if desperately trying to make room Daniel’s bladder gave way and he felt a rush of heat streaming into his diaper. He could feel his cousin’s hand on his padding as it quickly warmed. He blushed when he heard Emmy chuckling. Daniel felt like his tummy had pushed out twice as far as normal when he finally felt Emmy’s hand on his head relaxing. He pulled away from the nipple and had a small trail of watery milk slipping from the corner of his mouth. His mouth hung open as he panted for air. He could already feel his stomach churning as it struggled to digest the torrent of milk it had been fed. “A nice little snack for my baby.” Emmy said as she cradled Daniel’s limp form. Daniel couldn’t believe everything he had just imbibed could simply constitute a snack. His belly was so packed it felt like he had eaten a multi-course meal. When Emmy stood up just the small movement within his body made him belch loudly, the taste of milk filling his mouth sickeningly. Daniel didn’t ask what was going on as he was carried back up to the room that had become his nursery. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to get out of Emmy’s grasp, he was just so full he was essentially a ragdoll in her arms. He groaned as he was set down on the floor of the bedroom. Emmy went over to the wardrobe whilst Daniel struggled to not just flop over on to his side. Whilst he was left alone Daniel saw that the bedroom door was still open. Despite the clear hopelessness of his situation he just couldn’t stop himself. He flopped forwards on to his hands and knees and started slowly crawling towards the exit. His belly was so full it felt like it was practically dragging along the carpet. “I’m really going to have to keep an even closer eye on you aren’t I?” Emmy said with a sigh as she simply stepped over to the door and pushed it closed, “Luckily I have the perfect clothing for such an… adventurous baby.” Daniel moaned as Emmy pulled off his clothes. Soon he was lying on his back in nothing but his wet diaper. His arms and legs writhed on the carpet but he just didn’t have the energy for more. Even when Emmy approached him with some clothing he couldn’t do a thing to prevent her dressing him. A onesie was pulled over his head and down between his legs, this felt different to the other onesies he had worn though. He heard the snaps being fastened and tried to close his legs together only to find he couldn’t, it felt like there was a pillow between his thighs. “That’s it, baby.” Emmy said as she put her hands on her hips, “Crawl around like a good boy.” Daniel didn’t want to comply. He wanted to stand up but as he tried to get to his feet he found himself repeatedly falling back on to all fours. The mass between his legs was rendering him incapable of getting up. As he continued to try all he ended up doing was slowly shuffling forwards along the ground. He groaned in frustration. “Perfect.” Emmy said as Daniel gave up and fell on his front. His full belly complaining loudly. Daniel was soon back in Emmy’s arms and being taken back downstairs. He was completely helpless and knew it was unlikely to get better any time soon. He was carried through to the living room where he found yet more unwanted surprises. He moaned as he saw that his cousin had indeed been busy, she must have surmised he wasn’t going to get far. “Do you like what you see?” Emmy asked, “I realised that one of the reasons you ran away was because you’re bored. Well, I decided to fix that. I was going to introduce you to it all gradually but clearly you are lacking for enrichment.” On the floor in the living room was a variety of new toys and baby furniture that all seemed scaled up just like everything else in the house. It was the item in the middle of the room that really drew Daniel’s attention, it was also what Emmy was taking him over to. --- I recently posted a brand new 109-page subscriber exclusive story! "Blackmailing Tommy" is about a young teacher who, after an accident, lives with his best friend's family until he heals. Unfortunately for Tommy his friend's son see this as an opportunity for revenge on a mean teacher... You can read the 62,000 word story at the following links RIGHT NOW: https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1208661 https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/ltnexz8kdu --- You can find out what happens next RIGHT NOW on my subscription pages: https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1213715 https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/lplyuiwxy1/chapter/8bb3e1bf-388d-46f8-a211-311f89f64a4d
  2. Despite everything the girls plow on with their picnic. Sam is obviously very distracted though. --- My writing is my passion and my income. I'm only able to write as much as I do because of the wonderful support from my subscribers. With the ABDL purge on Patreon hurting my income dramatically I have set up a couple of alternatives. If you enjoy my work and want to support me there has never been a time where I need it more. For $5 you can see every update to my stories one week before anyone else and for $10 you get early access PLUS access to 50+ stories EXCLUSIVE to subscribers. There are other rewards and tiers available including discounted commissions. To find out more please consider visiting one of my subscription sites. Prices, rewards and eveything else are the same across both https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy Thank you for reading and supporting me and my work ❤️ --- Whilst Sam had been away it seemed that Chrissy had set up the picnic. A large but thin blanket covered a flat part of the ground and snacks were scattered all over. Sam sat down opposite Chrissy and crossed her legs, the diaper provided a nice cushion on the hard ground, Amy sat on one side of her and Nina on the other. Sam was still thinking about what had happened in the forest. How could she not? She wondered what would’ve happened had Amy not walked into the clearing at that very moment. Maybe she had misread the situation but it felt like something had been about to happen… Sam looked across to Nina but after seeing her looking Nina quickly turned away. Sam ducked her head. Of course, she must’ve been wrong. Why would anyone think about kissing her like that? After all the humiliations she had suffered she was shocked the others were even still her friends yet alone anything more. She was seeing things that clearly weren’t there. The hug had been purely to make her feel better after her accident. Amy spent a lot of the picnic taking bits of food and wandering around with her binoculars up to her eyes. After eating her fill Chrissy was laid back and talking to Nina. Sam, meanwhile, remained quiet. She spent a lot of time with her mind back in the woods and thinking about what did and didn’t happen. “It’s beautiful up here.” Chrissy said. She was propped up on her elbows and looking around, “I wonder why no one else is up here.” “It’s not exactly an easy cycle.” Nina replied. “It didn’t seem that hard to me.” Chrissy shrugged. “Yeah, well, you weren’t pulling a trailer with…” Nina’s sentence drifted away as if the wind had stolen it. “Did you want me to pull the trailer on the way back?” Chrissy asked. If she noticed the sudden awkwardness she didn’t let on. “No, it’s fine.” Nina shook her head, “It’s mostly downhill.” Sam tried not to be put off with the way they were talking about her as if she wasn’t there. It wasn’t the trailer that made things harder for Nina, it was Sam, the heavy weight sitting in the little wagon. Being talked about like that with her fresh diaper padding her waist made Sam feel as if she was some small kid and the adults were talking about how to share the responsibilities of looking after her. After a couple more seconds of thought Sam stood up. “Sam?” Nina asked. “I think I’m going to go talk to Amy for a bit.” Sam said. She hurried away before anyone could say or do anything. Sam walked across the clearing. She felt like she could feel Nina and Chrissy staring at her rear end as she waddled slightly but she didn’t look over her shoulder to confirm her suspicions. Amy was stood by the wooden railing and looking out at the lake. As Sam went over she saw her friend let out a little yelp of delight and scribble something in her notebook. “Hey.” Sam said as she drew level with Amy. “Hi, Sam!” Amy greeted her small friend enthusiastically, “You just missed a family of deer on the other side of the lake. They were drinking and the kids were playing… It was fantastic!” “I bet.” Sam replied. With her small height the chances were that she wouldn’t have been able to see anything unless someone picked her up regardless. “What’s up?” Amy asked as she scanned the scenery again. “Nothing, really.” Sam kicked a small stone off the ledge and watched it bounce several times on the way down, “Just seeing what you were up to.” “I could stay here forever.” Amy replied wistfully, “I could build a little cabin nearby. Just imagine waking up to this every day!” “I think you’d go mad after a week.” Sam joked, “I don’t imagine you’d get much signal out here. Not to mention the internet.” “That’s true.” Amy chuckled, “Hey… Can I ask you something?” “Sure.” Sam turned to lean on the fence. She was looking back at Nina who was talking to Chrissy. “What was going on back there?” Amy asked, “I know you went to sort out your… problem. But when I saw you and Nina…” “Nothing.” Sam said quickly, “We were just talking.” Amy didn’t reply and Sam wasn’t going to press the issue. Despite this she was still pink in the cheeks. Why did everything have to be so complicated? Why couldn’t she be just like the other girls? Yet again Sam found her mind wandering a dark path that led to her only thinking about what she didn’t have. The friends ended up staying for a couple of hours. Sam was honestly a little bored but everyone else was having a good time so she did her best to relax. At no point did she or Nina speak. Half of her wanted to pull Nina aside and clarify things but the other half was scared that she would be rejected or that she would find out she had completely misunderstood what had happened. “Shall we head back?” Chrissy suggested, “I don’t fancy being out here when it gets dark. All the bears and wolves and…” “There are no bears out here.” Amy shook her head, “Honestly, haven’t you been listening to anything I’ve said?” “Do you want the honest answer?” Chrissy replied. It looked like Amy wasn’t about to respond angrily when Nina spoke up. “Let’s go back to the lodge.” Nina said, “I’m sure we’ve seen all we’re likely to see.” “But before we go…” Chrissy stood up and stretched, “I need to take a leak.” “Yeah, it’s probably best I do as well.” Amy didn’t seem keen about squatting behind a tree to pee. “Sam? Will you be alright looking after stuff for a couple of minutes?” Nina asked. It was the first thing she’d said to Sam in hours. “Sure.” Sam replied, “Not a problem.” “That is unless you need to go too?” Nina added. “I’ll be fine.” Sam answered as the others made their way to the trees. “Are you sure?” Nina asked, “It’s just you didn’t go before coming out and…” “I’m fine.” Sam replied a little more sternly. Sam turned away as the others went into the woods. She couldn’t tell them the truth. There was no way she was going to let them know that she knew she wouldn’t need the bathroom on the way home because she had already wet her diaper. It had happened only ten minutes or so previous. Sam felt the need to pee come on as it usually did and had started to make for the trees when she stopped. She’d had every intention of going behind a tree like her friends were now doing but she was stopped when she thought about the diaper between her legs. Sam didn’t know if she could get the diaper back on after taking it off, she didn’t know if she’d be able to do it by herself and she didn’t want to risk having to go commando just in case she really did need her diaper again. So, after thinking about it for a full minute she had made her mind up. Sam closed her eyes, held her breath and relaxed. It happened quickly and easily. Sam felt a slight building of the pressure and then the heat burst forth into her diaper. The warmth quickly enveloped the area between her legs and moved around the front and back as the padding rushed to absorb it all. She even shivered slightly as she finished up. The warmth was not entirely unwelcome and was becoming something Sam was used to. Whether any of her friends had noticed Sam didn’t know. It didn’t seem like they had since they were now all going off together to answer the call of nature whilst Sam remained behind. It was only as she started packing away some of the picnic that she wondered why she hadn’t tried harder to stop from using her diaper. Suddenly the reason of not being sure it would go back on felt very weak indeed. She thought about the warmth that was still clinging to her, the way the padding had expanded turning it into something akin to a soft sponge… “Alright, let’s get this show on the road.” Chrissy said loudly as she emerged from the trees. Sam suddenly came back to her senses. She looked down to see that her hand was pressed over the warm part of her padding and she quickly pulled it away. Thankfully she was facing away from where her friends were coming out. Sam joined the others in putting everything away and then climbed awkwardly into her wagon. She couldn’t do the restraints herself so Nina helped her. It felt intimate in that small space. Sam looked away as Nina reached behind her to grab the straps, they were inches apart and Sam felt like she should say something but had no idea what. As Nina pulled the strap up between Sam’s legs her hand accidentally brushed against her diaper area. “Oh, so-…” Nina stopped midway through her sentence and looked down at Sam’s crotch. It was just for a second but Sam noticed it clearly. After that Nina rapidly finished with the restraints and retreated to her bike. Sam covered her face with shame. Even with her pants on there was no way Nina could fail to feel the heat radiating from her diaper. It was obvious Sam was wet and now Nina knew it. Worse still was that she had no excuse this time. There had been ample opportunity to get some privacy and do what the others had done, she simply hadn’t done it. “Let’s roll!” Chrissy called out. She even managed to pull a bit of a wheelie as she led the way towards the lodge. Sam sat back in her seat feeling tired out. She could only imagine what Nina was thinking about her now. At least the ride back to the lodge was more comfortable than the one up to the picnic spot. For one thing Sam didn’t need to contend with stomach cramps and fight not to crap herself and for another the downhill journey seemed far smoother than the uphill one. Whilst sitting at the picnic Sam had drunk quite a bit of fruit juice hence the wet diaper she was sitting in. As the foursome reached the bottom of the hill and started along the flat section to the lodge she hesitated for just a brief second before relaxing her bladder again. Fresh warmth blossomed around her padding. Her second wetting of that particular diaper came very easily, she barely had to think about it at all. “I’m ordering us pizza tonight!” Chrissy shouted as they pulled up at the lodge. Sam smiled and waited as Nina got off her bike and turned back to undo the restraints. Thankfully she took extra care to avoid brushing against Sam’s diaper this time. Sam accepted Nina’s hand as she was pulled out of the seat and she wobbled as she stumbled on the ground. She hadn’t been quite prepared for just how swollen her diaper had become from the two accidents. Her legs were pushed much further apart than before. “Let’s get inside.” Nina said. She was still pointedly not looking at Sam, “I could do with a sit down.” Sam brought up the rear as everyone walked inside. She had a very noticeable waddle now. The padding had swollen between her legs and she could no longer press her knees together. Strangely, she didn’t feel too bad about it. There was a certain amount of embarrassment but at the same time there was some… comfort? Wetting herself on the journey back to the cabin had shown that without the diaper Sam would’ve needed another change of pants. Usually when she was anywhere away from the house she had to be very careful about where the nearest bathroom was thanks to smaller body. Once she had got over the shock of being introduced to diapers the way she had she could see their use. She didn’t have to worry so much. Heck, she had completely soiled herself but it hadn’t ruined the picnic. Maybe diapers weren’t something to loathe so much after all. Sam absolutely drew the line at being treated like a kid though. She had come to learn that diapers might be useful in certain situations but there was no use in being a baby. Even as she thought about it there was a part of her that was saying that wearing diapers meant she was being a baby anyway, she tried to silence that voice as much as she could. Nina dropped on to the couch as soon as she had got her shoes off. Her cheeks were pink from the cycling she had done. Amy went over to put some coffee on whilst Chrissy sat in the armchair. Sam walked over and clambered up on to the couch with a little difficulty. She sat next to Nina as the latter turned on the television. Before she realised she was doing it Sam’s eyes started to feel heavy and her eyelids drooped like her diaper. She let out a yawn and stretched but nothing was going to keep her awake, before they’d even settled on a channel to watch Sam had fallen asleep. --- I recently posted a brand new 109-page subscriber exclusive story! "Blackmailing Tommy" is about a young teacher who, after an accident, lives with his best friend's family until he heals. Unfortunately for Tommy his friend's son see this as an opportunity for revenge on a mean teacher... You can read the 62,000 word story at the following links RIGHT NOW: https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1208661 https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/ltnexz8kdu --- If you want to find out what happens on "Sam's Vacation" next you can do so RIGHT NOW at either of the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/lplyymi677/chapter/604f9158-fc2a-44bb-8f7a-60d41576bda0 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1210422
  3. This is a preview of a 109 page story that tells the story of Tom from independent young man starting out on a career to helpless victim of a young man's blackmail. It contains diapers, regression and a whole heaping dose of humiliation. The following is a short preview of this long story. To read the rest you simply need to subscribe at a $10 or higher tier. That will give you access to this full story ad many, many others exclusive to my Ream and SubscribeStar pages. https://subscribestar.adult/elfy https://reamstories.com/elfy --- Tom tossed left and right as he slept. His face scrunched up and he let out a little moan as his sleep was disturbed. He opened his eyes to a room that was still very dark with the faintest hint of light peeking through the curtains. As he came to consciousness his first thought was to roll over as much as he could and fall back asleep, it was much too early to be waking up. Closing his eyes Tom tried to ignore the feeling of thick padding between his legs. It was a presence he was growing used to but the thin plastic outer layer pressing into his skin and the crinkling were still enough of a distraction to occupy his thoughts. With a sharp intake of breath Tom felt a cramping pain in his gut. His eyes shot open again and this time he sat up. He looked to the side where the crib sat, he could see Max deeply asleep cuddling a soft toy. He tried to focus on that, anything but thinking about what was surely going to happen. Ever since he had been put into diapers Tom had tried to limit how often he needed to go “number two.” He had been eating less and just generally holding on more, it had still happened, of course, and Tom had needed to go to Rowan for help with the bathroom a couple of times. Now he knew he needed to go again but he was in trouble. Mike had told him he was to use his diapers no matter what and the photos he took forced Tom to take him seriously. The thought of pooping himself was revolting but it was also an inevitability, he couldn’t just never poop again and that blackmail wasn’t going anywhere. Tom cramped up again and this time he swung his legs over the side of the mattress and stood up. His heart was hammering as he looked around desperately for any sign of salvation. His nervousness was only making it harder to maintain control but his mind was telling him he had to do something. He paced up and down as quietly as possible. If he could just wait until the sun came up and… “Ugh.” Tom doubled over as he felt pressure building. For a second Tom felt certain he was going to lose control but he managed to hold on. He let out a little whimper and heard Max stir for a second, thankfully his eyes stayed closed. Tom didn’t need witnesses for what was about to happen. It WAS going to happen, there was next to nothing he could do about that. Aside from filling his diaper right then and there his other option was to go wake up Rowan which would risk Mike’s wrath. “I can’t… I can’t…” Tom muttered into the darkness as he walked up and down from the window to the bedroom door. Tom stopped next to his bed. He was on the verge of tears but he knew what he had to do. All this desperate clenching was just delaying the inevitable and causing him a lot of discomfort. No matter how much Tom wished for a miracle the mess filling his bowels was only going to one place. Needless to say Tom didn’t have experience messing his pants. He had, however, seen Max doing it. When Max needed to poop he would find a quiet spot, squat down and then scrunch up his face. Tom never thought he’d be looking at a toddler for life advice but these were strange times indeed. Tom slowly bent his knees and lowered himself down next to his camp bed. He leaned forwards slightly so his upper body rested on the edge of the mattress. It was immediately clear why Max took up such a position when pooping himself. Tom’s bowels were already screaming for release but in this squatting position his muscles seemed to just want to open and give up the fight. “OK… This is happening.” Tom said to himself. Tom almost felt like he was having to psyche himself up before a sporting competition or something. He took several deep breaths as his heart fluttered, every inch of him was primed for the moment that was coming. Three times Tom made his mind to give up and all three times he ended up clenching again. All he had managed to achieve was a lot more pain as his bowels and brain fought each other for control. Giving up control like this was surely not a difficult thing and yet it was causing him no end of trouble. Max doesn’t have this trouble, Tom thought with annoyance. Finally Tom took a deep breath and pushed. This time when he felt that moment where his brain was screaming at him to stop, the moment his long ingrained potty training told him this was wrong and that he was still clothed, he pushed again. His bowels opened and he could feel progress finally being made. A gasp left Tom’s mouth as he felt warm mess push down into his underwear. His cheeks were red and his eyes closed as he felt a hot mass expanding in the rear of his disposable. He couldn’t give himself time to think about what was happening as he took a second deep breath and pushed again. The heavy pile in the diaper expanded and he could feel the mushy feeling spreading up towards his lower back. After waiting for so long Tom’s bowels weren’t going to stop until they were completely empty. The diaper crinkled softly in the silence as Tom grunted and pushed again. The back of the diaper pushed out and Tom could feel the front being pulled closer, he started to panic as he wondered if these diapers could possibly hold what he was doing to them. The padding grew heavier as it accepted Tom’s poop. With one last effort Tom was finally finished. He moved from his squatting position on to his knees and leaned forwards to rest his panting and sweaty face on his mattress. He could already smell what he had done, the stink of a fresh bowel movement seeping through the gaps in the leg bands and waistband caused by his accident. Worse than the smell was how it felt. Tom could feel his excrement brushing his skin, a warm and sticky sensation that was totally alien to him. An intense shame burned within Tom. He had humiliated himself in a way that just a couple of weeks ago would’ve been unthinkable. He slowly stood up and felt his recent deposit shifting within the hot confines of his diaper. He didn’t hesitate to let his bladder go and he shuddered as he soaked the front of the padding in a way that was a lot more familiar. With an awkward wide-legged waddle he made his way to the mirror and looked at his reflection. From the front nothing seemed wrong but when he turned to the side he could see how much the back of his diaper bulged out, even in the dim early morning light he could see the slight discolouration. Tom waddled back to his bed. It could’ve been hours until someone came in to check on him and Max, he really had no choice other than to lay back down. He really didn’t want to press the diaper closer to himself but it was going to be impossible to avoid, especially with his arms out of commission. A whimper escaped Tom’s lips as he slowly lowered himself on to his mattress. The poop had settled on the bottom of his diaper and only brushed his skin as he moved but now it was being compressed. It felt like sitting on a ball of hot mud. He sunk into his full diaper and, thanks to the laws of physics, the mess he had made spread out both further up his padding and down between his legs. By the time his butt was firmly against the bed he felt dirtier than ever before and the smell was almost overpowering. Tom could do little but dread being found like this. He stared up at the ceiling and tried to avoid moving as if he could actually make his dire situation worse. He kept imagining what would happen when someone discovered him like this. It was humiliating enough having done it but no one even knew about it yet. As hard as it was to believe that things could get worse, it was inevitable that they would. As the sky outside gradually brightened Tom’s dread increased. He started to hear movement in the house, someone went to the bathroom and then back to their bedroom, a little later someone went downstairs. Normal people going about ordinary lives whilst Tom laid in bed in a filthy diaper. When the door finally opened it almost took Tom by surprise. He quickly closed his eyes to try and save his dignity for a little longer. He had long lost his cover so he simply laid on the bed as stiff as a board trying, and failing, to act naturally. Footsteps crossed the room, they sounded soft and not what he would expect from Rowan. Great, Tom thought, Mike is going to find me like this. “Ugh, I can smell you from here, Max.” Said a girl’s voice. Tom cringed. It was Katie. He was wrong, there was a worse person to see him in this state, it was the twelve-year-old daughter of Rowan who had come in to check Max. Tom opened his eyes a tiny amount to see Katie reaching through the bars of the crib to check her still sleeping little brother. “Wait, your diaper is clean and dry…” Katie said with confusion, “But that means…” Katie spun around to look at Tom before he could react and close his eyes. He saw the look of pure disgust on her face as she looked from his face to his diaper and back again. He felt like he should apologise or something but what could he say that would make any of this even slightly alright. Katie turned on her heels and positively ran from the room. “Dad!” Katie yelled as Tom heard her hurrying down the stairs. Whatever got said next Tom couldn’t hear it. All he knew was that he was alone with Max who was gradually waking up. To hear that Max had made it through the night without needing his diaper whilst he had turned his own into a toxic biohazard didn’t make him feel any better. Tom had tears in his eyes that he furiously tried to blink away, he looked across to Max who was looking around in confusion. “Ew!” Max lisped. That was all Tom needed. A baby to judge how he smelt. He knew Max wasn’t wrong though, it was not pleasant and the fact that he had been laying in it for what felt like hours wasn’t helping matters. It was a few minutes before Tom heard someone coming upstairs. He sat up and felt the now cool mess causing the diaper to slip around his butt. Tom expected Rowan to walk in but it was Mike who swaggered across the room to the bed. He was smiling toothily as he sat down on the edge of the mattress. He reached down to Tom’s diaper and put his hand on the discoloured section between his thighs. Tom winced as he felt the padding get pressed against his skin. “Dad’s just coming to deal with this in a minute.” Mike said, “You should’ve seen his face when Katie told him what you’d done!” As Mike laughed Tom blushed and looked away. He could imagine his friend’s disgust and disappointment. He really didn’t need everyone to come around and commenting on what he had done. “I heard you traumatised my sister.” Mike joked with a couple of harder pats of the diaper. He stood up and walked away without another word, “See you later, baby.” Tom didn’t have to wait long for Rowan to come along. As he stepped into the stinking room Tom could immediately see the less than pleased look on his face. He walked over and checked on Max first before turning to Tom. “Katie said you, erm, needed some attention.” Rowan stated. Tom saw his friend’s eyes dart down to the diaper. He could see that Rowan was doing his best not to breathe through his nose. Tom looked away in shame. He was begging himself not to start crying like a helpless baby. “I’m just going to get Max sorted and then I’ll be with you.” Rowan finally finished when Tom stayed silent. As Rowan lowered the side of the crib Tom heard him talking to Max. He heard the young child getting praised for keeping his diaper clean and dry overnight. As he dressed Max he talked about starting potty training soon, something that Max seemed very excited about. It was hard for Tom to listen to when he was still lying in the bed in his messy diaper. “Why don’t you go and find Mike?” Rowan suggested to young Max. The toddler eagerly nodded his head and hurried away leaving Tom and Rowan alone. The room was silent with an awkward tension in the air. Tom didn’t know what to say. Rowan meanwhile was fiddling with some things over by the changing table. It was hard for Tom to say whether Rowan had some chores to do over there or if he was just putting off having to deal with the stinky problem on the bed. “You, erm, didn’t make it to me or Mike then?” Rowan asked eventually. He still had his back to Tom. The truth, of course, was that whether Tom wanted to tell someone he needed the bathroom or not he still couldn’t do it. He was being blackmailed by Rowan’s oldest son and there was no sign of things getting better any time soon. In other words this wasn’t likely to be a one-off accident. Tom shook his head when Rowan looked over his shoulder. “OK, don’t worry about it.” Rowan replied with a small sigh. Rowan’s tone of voice didn’t seem to suggest it wasn’t a problem. If anything he sounded resigned, like this was inevitable. Tom felt like he had let his friend down. He couldn’t look Rowan’s way when he finally turned away from the changing table. “Alright, let’s get you cleaned up.” Rowan said. Tom turned sideways and sat up on the edge of the mattress. He winced as he felt his poop spreading even further, he really had managed to make it a very big clean up job. Rowan helped Tom to his feet and he felt the diaper stick to him. He was so ashamed of what he had done that he struggled to find words to say. Rowan led the way out of the nursery but as he got to the doorway Tom stopped. “Aren’t we going to the changing table?” Tom asked quietly. “I think this is a shower job.” Rowan replied, “Sometimes when Max has a blowout it’s straight into the bath!” Tom waddled behind Rowan. The bathroom was at the opposite end of the landing and every single step of the way Tom could feel his diaper slipping and sliding against his skin. He hung his head as his legs were so wide he was left walking like a penguin. By the time Tom reached the bathroom the water in the shower had already been turned on. “So… How come you didn’t come to me or Mike?” Rowan asked as they waited for the water to warm up. “I don’t know…” Tom shrugged his shoulders, “I guess I didn’t want to wake you up.” “So you did… that?” Rowan’s eyebrows rose up his forehead. Tom looked at the floor. He could only let Rowan think he was useless as the truth was something he couldn’t reveal. He wished he could tell Rowan about the blackmail or at least come up with some excuse as to why he had done what he had done. Rowan shook his head. Tom had no way of knowing what Rowan was thinking but would’ve been shocked if he had known his friend was thinking back to the conversation he had with Michael. The conversation about Tom returning to an earlier time in his life for comfort. All Tom could see was Rowan shaking his head and then snorting a little as if he had just got a joke. The water was tested and found to be the right temperature. Tom was helped over the edge of the tub and stood at the opposite end to the water, apart from the occasional small splash on his feet he remained dry. “Right…” Rowan took a deep breath as if psyching himself up to do something that would take a great deal of bravery. With a wince he leant forwards and started pulling on the tapes. The smell got worse with each successive tape pull. Finally as the last tape came away Rowan rested a hand underneath the bottom of the diaper and lowered it. Tom nearly gagged, it must’ve been even worse for Rowan who seemed to almost go green. Everyone seemed to try and look away as the diaper was rapidly balled up. “Do you want to get started?” Rowan asked in a strained voice as he held the diaper away from him. Tom nodded his head and Rowan left the room. This had to be Tom’s lowest ebb. He stepped under the warm water and let it run down his body, he wasn’t able to clean himself with his hands useless to him but the water started doing a little work on its own. The liquid in the tub went from clear to brown as it cleaned him off. When Rowan came back he went straight to the window and opened it to let fresh air in. He looked at Tom and puffed out his cheeks before getting to work. It was a humiliating process for Tom, he could only stand and do as he was told as his best friend cleaned his messy butt. The worst parts seemed to be between his legs and on the back of his balls where Tom’s hair was making the cleanup even harder. “Maybe we should shave you.” Rowan wondered aloud as he checked Tom over to make sure he was clean. “Shave me?” Tom asked. “It’ll make the clean up a lot easier.” Rowan answered, “Assuming this is going to happen again.” Tom saw Rowan look up at him. It almost seemed like he was challenging Tom to say it wouldn’t happen, to be indignant about suggesting this one off mistake could be repeated. Tom just looked away. He knew that not only was this likely to happen again, it was practically assured because of Mike. He heard Rowan let out a snort through his nose. “There’s no time like the present I suppose.” Rowan said. “R-Right now?” Tom replied anxiously. “Sure, we’ll do it as you dry.” Rowan smiled thinly. Tom was helped out of the tub and stood on the mat next to it. A towel was draped over his shoulders and Rowan retrieved the shaving foam and a razor. Tom swallowed nervously. He found it hard to believe he had been reduced to this and he jumped when he felt Rowan rubbing the shaving foam on his genitals. “Try not to move too much.” Rowan said with a chuckle, “You don’t want this to slip!” Whilst the comments were jocular in nature Tom nodded his head quickly. Rowan started at the bottom of his belly and worked his way down. Tom cringed into himself as his friend moved his sensitive parts around to get to hard to reach areas and several times he had to be reminded to stand still when the razor was working on his balls. It took a long time but eventually Rowan was done, thankfully Tom was so mortified by the events he had remained unexcited throughout. “Alright. Now the back.” Rowan said as he wiped the hair away. “The back?” Tom asked. “Sure. Just turn around and bend over and I’ll be done in no time.” Rowan replied. He made a small turning motion with his fingers. Tom Slowly circled around. As he did so he looked down to see his smooth crotch, he had never shaved it before and it looked so strange to him. Somehow it made him feel even more naked than before. He slowly bent over forwards. “Alright, this shouldn’t take long.” Rowan said. Tom cringed again as he felt his buttocks being parted. A second later he felt the cream being rubbed so close to his hole that he couldn’t help but clench. Rowan went to work yet again to remove the unwanted hair. By the time Rowan had finished Tom felt like he was mentally scarred. He stood up straight as Rowan put the shaving supplies away. Tom noted the razor seemed to be about to be taken outside to the trash with the diaper. “Right, we’ll just get you all padded up and you’ll be done…” Rowan said. --- Mike was sat on the couch when he heard his father coming down the stairs. He quickly jumped to his feet, part of him thought the shock Tom must’ve just gone through would’ve led to him revealing the truth of the blackmailing. Rowan’s head was down as he walked past the living room door and out to the kitchen area. Mike waited a few seconds and then followed. “Hey.” Mike said as he walked in and went to the fridge for a drink. “Oh, hey, Mike.” Rowan said as he sat down at the table with his newspaper. “Everything alright?” Mike asked as he fished for information. “Yeah, yeah…” Rowan said distractedly. He sighed, “Not really.” “Oh?” Mike brought his drink over to the table and sat down opposite his father. “I think we can confirm our theory.” Rowan said, “There’s definitely something up with Tom. I asked Katie to go in there and check on Max this morning and do you know what she found?” Mike innocently shook his head. “He’d… Well, he pooped himself.” Rowan practically whispered as if worried they might be overheard. “No way!” Mike tried to pretend he didn’t already know. Fortunately he was a practiced liar. “I wish I was kidding.” Rowan replied, “I think it’s pretty clear that Tom is returning to an earlier time in any way he can. I’m really starting to question if he should go back to work on Monday.” Mike’s internal smile faltered. He was glad his father was buying into everything but he didn’t want to miss the chance to have Tom go back to work and face more humiliation there. Whilst he was happy to encourage his dad to believe Tom needed to be treated more like a little kid he didn’t want it to be at the expense of having more chances to embarrass him. “I still think him going to work is a good idea.” Mike said. “What if he poops himself again?” Rowan whispered the word poop as if there was a chance Tom was listening in, “In front of a class.” “He just needs someone to help him with the classes.” Mike said. “The school is stretched for resources as it is.” Rowan shook his head, “They aren’t going to hire someone who can give Tom the unique help he needs.” “They don’t need to hire anyone.” Mike said. It was times for a sales pitch, “Look, you know I’ve basically finished apart from my finals. I can help out. Then in off-periods I can do more studying.” “You’d do that?” Rowan asked. “Sure.” Mike shrugged, “I’d be happy to help.” “Oh, there is one other thing.” Rowan said, “Tangentially related… I think it might be time for Max to start potty training.” --- This is just a small part of a 62,000 word story. You can read the full story RIGHT NOW at either: https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1208661 https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/ltnexz8kdu It is my wonderful subscribers that allow me to write as much as I do. Without this support I wouldn't be able to pay my bills and I wouldn't be able to write. I love and appreciate all of you ❤️
  4. Daniel may have got out of Emmy's house but he still finds himself in a very strange situation. When help finally arrives he is hopeful that it is time to put all of the craziness behind him. --- Writing is my passion and my only source of income. If you enjoy my stories you may be interested to learn that you can see every update I post one week before the rest of the world with a $5 pledge on one of my subscription sites. There has been a lot of upheaval recently with Patreon purging a lot of ABDL content so I have tried to diversify a little so that I can continue to bring everyone stories. For just a $5 pledge on any of these you can see updates a week early and for $10 you can see all of my 50+ EXCLUSIVE stories only available to subscribers. The money I get goes to paying bills and putting food on the table so I appreciate all of my subscribers and would appreciate anyone who might be interested in supporting me to check out my subscription sites ❤️ https://subscribestar.adult/elfy https://reamstories.com/elfy --- “You can’t be expected to deal with that all by yourself.” Martina said as she looked down at the diaper, “And there’s no shower or anything available. Don’t worry, it’ll be good practice for me!” Daniel’s hand was taken before he could formulate any words and he was practically dragged to the changing table. In truth he would never be able to climb up on to the padded surface without showing some parkour skills on the shelves beneath it. He was lifted into the air and sat on the edge of the changing table. The distressingly familiar feeling of his stinky poop spreading all over as he sank into it made him wince and shiver. “Sorry…” Martina said though she was still smiling. Daniel laid back and closed his eyes as the tapes on his diaper were pulled at. He had thought this was all over but it seemed like he had to endure this whole routine one more time. He let his head fall to one side and he looked out at the nursery as the front of his diaper was lowered. It was only as he was wiped clean that he thought about the fact that all this baby furniture was the same size as Emmy’s stuff. “How come you have all this?” Daniel asked with a frown. “I told you last night.” Martina grunted as she wiped the young man’s skin clean, “I have a little one on the way.” “But it’s all so… big.” Daniel said. “I’m a big person.” Martina replied with a chuckle, “Now how about you be a good little boy and let me finish changing you, eh?” Daniel was so used to being referred to as a child from Emmy that he barely even noticed Martina saying it. He had his legs lifted into the air and pushed back over his head leaving him very exposed. As he was cleaned Daniel couldn’t help but be filled with questions. He was starting to feel very nervous about the situation. “Will I be able to use the phone after this?” Daniel asked. He jumped as he felt a cold wipe move over his sensitive areas. “We’ll see.” Martina replied. “It’s just-” Daniel started. “I know.” Martina was sounding a little exasperated now. Daniel didn’t think he was asking a lot and was still looking away when Martina’s hand suddenly appeared in front of his face. He was surprised until he felt the latex bulb of his pacifier get popped into his mouth. He looked up to Martina with a mixture of shock and bewilderment. “You have to keep quiet.” Martina said by way of an explanation, “You don’t want the other guests to hear you.” It sort of made sense to Daniel especially whilst on the changing table like this. When a new diaper was slipped under his butt he sucked contentedly on the soother plugging his mouth. It was only as the front was lifted up and over his crotch that he suddenly thought to stop proceedings. His hands shot down to prevent the diaper from being taped up. “Wait! Why are you putting another diaper on me!?” Daniel exclaimed. “What else do you want me to do?” Martina replied, “I don’t have any men’s clothing here. The only stuff I have that will fit you is in this nursery. Not to mention the bathroom situation… All the bathrooms are attached to customer’s rooms. There isn’t one in here.” “C-Couldn’t we ask another guest to borrow something?” Daniel asked desperately. His words were lisped around the pacifier. “Don’t be silly.” Martina shook her head with a smile, “Come on, I know it’s not ideal but it’s our only choice.” Daniel felt anxious about the whole thing but he couldn’t think of an alternative. He scowled as he moved his hands away and let Martina tape him into yet another horrible diaper. He had to keep reminding himself that he would soon be free of all this. “Right, down you get.” Martina said when the diaper was taped tightly closed. Daniel felt Martina’s hands under his armpits and he was soon in the air. His legs kicked out uselessly as he was lowered to the floor. His diaper crinkled loudly as he wobbled on his feet slightly. Martina turned away from the changing table and went over to the closet, she started moving hangars and looking through outfits until she finally pulled one out. “I don’t understand…” Daniel gasped as he looked at the outfit. Martina was holding a navy blue onesie with a sailing boat stitched on the tummy and a little white anchor over the heart. It even came with a little sailor’s cap. Daniel didn’t understand why he would wear such a ridiculously childish outfit. The feelings of unease grew to the point that he could feel the butterflies of anxiety in his stomach. He chewed on the pacifier for comfort without even thinking. “Like I said, I don’t have anything for you.” Martina said with a shrug, “These are the only outfits I have that will fit you.” Daniel let out a whine and backed up a few paces. He was getting a very bad feeling about this and even though it seemed impossible it started to feel like he had swapped one prison with another. Daniel forced himself to calm down insofar as that was possible and tried to look at the situation from a rational viewpoint. It was very likely true that Martina didn’t have any appropriate clothes for him. “If you put this on I will go downstairs and call the authorities.” Martina said as she stepped forwards, “As soon as they arrive you can leave, I’m sure they’ll have more appropriate stuff to change into.” “Why can’t I call them myself?” Daniel asked warily. “The phone is downstairs.” Martina said, “And I think it’s best you stay in the nursery. You might… upset the other guests if they were to see you.” Daniel frowned but knew Martina was right. He had no interest in being seen like this by any more people than necessary. So when Martina advanced with the onesie he compliantly raised his arms in the air and allowed the infantile outfit to be slipped over his body. Martina bent down to push the poppers together under his diaper and he felt the disposable getting pulled closer to his body. “Excellent.” Martina said as she stepped back, “Now you just wait up here and kill some time. Help will be here before you know it.” Daniel nodded his head and gave a nervous smile as he watched Martina walk past him and out the door. He heard the click of a lock as he was left alone and wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or not. At least no one would walk in on him unexpectedly. Daniel looked around the room and wondered what he was going to do. He had no idea how long the authorities might take so he could be facing hours alone in the nursery and there were only childish toys and games available to play with. He waddled across the room and sat down on a rocking chair he saw in the corner. He sighed and looked around the room with anxiety gnawing away at him. Daniel had expected to run away from Emmy and find salvation. He didn’t expect to still be wearing baby clothes and diapers, he didn’t expect he would still be doing such humiliating things as pooping his diapers. He folded his arms across his chest and let out a long sigh of frustration. At least it would be over soon, maybe one day he would be able to look back on all this and laugh. He wondered if he could sell the rights to his story and have it turned into a movie. He found himself daydreaming different scenarios about what might happen when he got home. There were many disconcerting things about Daniel’s current predicament. The one that started playing on his mind the most was the lack of noise coming from anywhere else in the building. He had been told the place was fully booked and that was why he had to stay in the nursery and yet he hadn’t heard a single footstep outside of the door. Daniel bit nails anxiously. As much as he didn’t want to admit it he kind of wished he still had a pacifier, the rhythmic sucking always seemed to calm him down a little bit. He likened it to have a shot of liquor for courage. As he chewed on the tip of one of his fingers he was struck with an idea. He looked around guiltily before sticking out his thumb and hesitantly placing it into his mouth. With a sigh Daniel felt himself somewhat calmed though he had no idea why. He suspected it was something to do with the feeling being familiar from childhood. Regardless he decided it was an acceptable way to calm his nerves, it wasn’t like anyone could see him in the nursery after all. It also didn’t make sense to just sit there going out of his mind with boredom if no one could see him either. Daniel slipped off his chair and started looking around the room. It was as Daniel was using his one free hand to look through a deep chest of toys that he finally heard some footsteps coming to the door. Daniel turned around and faced the entrance with his thumb still planted firmly in his mouth. He remembered it was there just as the door opened and he pulled it out with a wet plop and held it behind his back. “I have good news.” Martina said as she stepped inside the room and closed the door behind her. “Oh?” Daniel perked up. “Yeah, rescue is coming.” Martina smiled, “They’ll be here in a few minutes.” “Oh thank God.” Daniel sighed heavily. “Will you need a fresh diaper before you go?” Martina asked innocently, “It might be a long trip…” “I’m fine.” Daniel blushed as he looked down at the floor. “Alright, just wait here.” Martina said with another smile. “Well, actually, maybe I sho-” Daniel started but Martina was already closing the door behind her. Daniel sighed. The last thing he wanted was to be seen by the police in a nursery although with how he was dressed maybe it didn’t really matter. He would’ve done anything to have a change of clothes, then again maybe they would see him dressed like this and would have no choice but to take what he said seriously. He had to hope so. The next few minutes were an interminable wait for Daniel. He couldn’t help but think that at any moment Emmy was going to burst through the door and drag him back to her house. When he heard a distant knock on the front door he listened intently. There were loud voices and then footsteps coming up the stairs. Daniel stood in the middle of the room and nervously waited. When the door finally opened he held his breath. “She’s downstairs.” Martina said as she looked into the room. “W-Who is?” Daniel asked nervously. “Your help.” Martina said as she held the door open and stepped aside, “It’s safe. There’s no one else here.” “What about the guests?” Daniel frowned. “They’re all out.” Martina answered, “Most people come here to visit places nearby. I barely see anyone except for morning and night.” Daniel waddled forwards and out of the nursery into the hallway. He felt a palpable sense of unreality, the situation had left him grasping for anything that might be normal and he was coming up empty. He reached the top of the stairs and saw how large the steps were, it was just like at Emmy’s house. “I can carry you if…” Martina started. “Not necessary.” Daniel cut her off. He didn’t mean to be rude but he did not want to be carried around like a baby again. Martina put her hands up and waited patiently. There was only one way Daniel was going to be able to negotiate the large stairs. He sat down on the top step and slowly slipped forwards until his feet hit the next step, he then lowered himself down until he was sitting again. He distinctly remembered going down the stairs like this as a child, it was embarrassing but what was one more humiliation if it meant getting away from this area for good. It took Daniel a long time to get to the bottom of the stairs and by the time he stood up on the first floor he was out of breath and a little sweaty from the effort. He took a second and waited for Martina to come down, she pointed at the door to the little café area Daniel had been taken to the previous night when he had arrived. Daniel hurried over and eagerly awaited Martina to open it. As soon as the door opened a crack Daniel pushed through into a room that was completely empty of other people. He looked around wondering where the help was. “Hello?” Daniel called out, “Martina, I…” The door behind Daniel closed with Martina still out in the hallway. Daniel immediately felt a sinking feeling as he turned around and banged on the wood of the door. He couldn’t reach the handle and Martina wasn’t answering his increasingly panicky calls for help. “My, my… Haven’t we been a bad baby.” Emmy’s voice was perfectly calm. --- You can find out what happens next RIGHT NOW on my subscription pages: https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1205028 https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/lplyuiwxy1/chapter/fc5b5cc7-ff38-4c44-ae17-2d967c40c756
  5. Interesting. It lines up with my own experiences. I post twice a week and I do think that is the most important part. If people can see you are consistent and posting often they'll see you as more likely to give them bang for their buck. It also helps to give the impression that this is a "job" You are posting so much that clearly you are working hard at it and "deserve" support. Posting that often also means you are often seen at the top of the websites you post to givnig you more eyes on your product, more chance for engagement, etc. I guess I'm in the minority in terms of posting to different platforms, though only just. I post to five public platforms (one of which doesn't let me link my subscription info) but consistently earn well over $1000 a month, to be honest, I can't even think of another place to start posting to. I haven't reached the heights my Patreon did before it was deleted but before all that went down I was pushing towards $1900. It's a full time job for me... but I'm also aware that if my wife wasn't working or I was on my own it wouldn't be nearly enough to live on. It's interesting what you said about commissions. I have been told I don't charge enough before (heck, I have a person currently commissioning me that demanded I charge them more!) but I'm really not sure about it. On the one hand I'm happy to charge less because it provides content for my subscription platforms but on the other it does mean I'm cheap. I've struggled a lot with the idea of raising prices beyond my standard $10 per 1000 words. The exclusive content part is up and down. The benefit is that it can increase subscriber numbers, the negative is that you're posting a lot of work all at once and still need to keep up with your regular schedule. I have posted exclusive stories before that have done little or nothing to boost numbers, however, I hve also posted exclusive stories that have DEFINITELY caused an increase in subscribers which is then sustained. I do believe there is a correlation but it doesn't always work, you essentially have to post the right thing at the right time. I also believe hving a library of exclusive stories can attract people more. I'm able to advertise a large library of exclusive stories and I do think it attracts people at a higher tier because sometimes I won't post a exclusive story for a couple of months but I'll still have people csubbing at that higher tier to read them. Thank you for the survey. It was very interesting
  6. Y'all are making me feel like a giant at 5'7" --- Sam has suffered a disaster on the bike ride and now she needs to deal with the aftermath. That mean more than just cleaning up though as Nina comes to have a heart-to-heart. --- My writing is my passion and my income. I'm only able to write as much as I do because of the wonderful support from my subscribers. With the ABDL purge on Patreon hurting my income dramatically I have set up a couple of alternatives. If you enjoy my work and want to support me there has never been a time where I need it more. For $5 you can see every update to my stories one week before anyone else and for $10 you get early access PLUS access to 50+ stories EXCLUSIVE to subscribers. There are other rewards and tiers available including discounted commissions. To find out more please consider visiting one of my subscription sites. Prices, rewards and eveything else are the same across both https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy Thank you for reading and supporting me and my work ❤️ --- Walking beyond the line of trees Sam looked for a spot that would give her some space. After walking a few yards into the forest it almost felt like she had entered a different world. It was darker and cooler as the tall trees blocked the sun. Sound seemed to be dampened as well. The trees blocking off everything that wasn’t in the tiny clearing Sam now stood in. It would’ve been beautiful if it hadn’t been for the smell. That wasn’t the forest’s fault though. The floor was soft thanks to the dead pine needles that littered the ground creating a natural pillow. Sam let go of the bag and decided this was as good of a place as any. She pulled out one of the clean baby diapers and placed it on a stump nearby. Grimacing, Sam crouched down to untie her shoes. It meant feeling the messy waste in the back of her pants spreading further as she lowered herself. It was gross. Sam looked around to make sure there was no one watching and then finally pulled down her pants. As she stepped out of her clothes she checked to make sure there was no leakage, thankfully the diaper seemed to have contained everything. She felt a little impressed at how much punishment these disposables could take. “Alright.” Sam muttered to herself as she looked down, “How am I going to do this?” It was a legitimate question. Sam knew that there would be quite a mess in that diaper and she wanted desperately to avoid getting any of it on her clothes or hands. Holding up her shirt and cleaning at the same time seemed like it would be very tough. She thought about how babies were changed on their backs and decided she would give it a go that way, at least it would make it easier to keep her shirt out of the way. Sam laid down amongst the pine needles and foliage. She pulled her shirt up and out of the way before reaching for the diaper tapes. With the toilet roll at the ready she started to pull the tapes away from the front of the padding, the smell seemed to get worse with each one. When the final tape came away the front of the diaper slumped against her. She tentatively lifted it and was pleased that none of the poop had seemed to have migrated to the front of the disposable, it seemed like that would make clean up slightly easier. Getting to work Sam scrunched up her face as she tried to clean herself. It quickly became apparent how difficult it would be, it seemed like every time she cleaned one area another would be smeared, she couldn’t see behind herself either so had to tentatively try to clean whilst blind to how bad things were. Sam had no idea how long she was in that clearing working away but it felt like forever. She felt slightly panicky that she would be left behind, that her friends would just leave her there. They would see this as their chance to break away from her. It was completely irrational but she didn’t feel like she was in a rational situation. She stood up and bent over to try to finish cleaning the last hard to reach places. Finally, with the last of the toilet paper, Sam wiped all over her behind and between her legs. When the paper came away clean she let out a deep sigh of relief. The diaper was still laying open on the ground but she had been around the smell so much that her nose was actually getting used to it. She had tried to drop all the used paper in the diaper and she made sure not to leave anything behind as she folded the diaper up and taped it closed. It felt like a miracle that, as far as she could tell, she hadn’t dirtied her clothes or hands. “Sam?” Nina’s voice called out through the trees. Her friends were looking for her. Sam froze and then a second later Nina stepped out from behind a tree. She looked around and then saw Sam and the scene of the change. The small woman grabbed the diaper she had taken out for the change and used it to cover herself up like a shy toddler. “Oh, sorry.” Nina said as she spun around, “We were just starting to worry you were lost.” “It’s fine.” Sam said with a long sigh, “If you give me a second I’ll be done.” “Sure.” Nina replied. She walked over and picked at the bark of a tree and making sure not to watch Sam. Sam opened the diaper and laid it on the ground. She sat down on it and then lowered herself so she was on top of it. She looked to the side where Nina was still pointedly looking away as if the tree in front of her was the most interesting thing in the world. The temptation to ask Nina to help was strong but she couldn’t, she had blown that with her constant stream of embarrassing situations and there was no need to cause another one now. Reaching down between her legs with a grunt Sam pulled the diaper up and quickly taped it closed. It was a skill she was quickly getting good at. She sat up with loud crinkling that Nina seemed to be pretending not to hear and then she put her pants back on. “You can turn around.” Sam said as she hopped up on to a log at the back of the clearing. Nina turned and smiled as she looked around the clearing. She walked over and sat on the log net to Sam. For a good half a minute they just sat in silence listening to the birds singing above them and the leaves rustling as the wind blew through them. It was peaceful. “Been a crazy day, huh?” Nina finally said. “Things have been crazy ever since we got here.” Sam replied, “I’m really sorry about… everything.” “What? No! You have nothing to apologise for.” Nina said quickly “I feel like I do.” Sam shrugged, “You guys just want a normal holiday with friends and I’m here turning everything into a complicated mess. I’m a massive burden.” “None of it has been your fault.” Nina said, “I’m the one who should be sorry.” “Why on Earth would you need to apologise?” Sam asked. “You were right behind me on this bike ride.” Nina kicked the ground. The frustration at herself leaving a small scrape in the dirt, “You were going through all that shit and I should’ve been there to help. I should’ve heard you or checked on you or… something.” “First of all, did you mean that to be a pun?” Sam asked with a small smile, “Secondly, you couldn’t hear me. There was nothing you could’ve done. I should’ve remembered to use the toilet before we left. Even if you saw the trouble I was in what would we have done? It’s not like there’s an overabundance of bathrooms around here. It’s not your fault.” “I’ll agree it wasn’t my fault if you agree it wasn’t your fault either.” Nina said with her own smile. Sam held out her hand and Nina shook it a second later before both girls laughed themselves to silence. Sam sighed as she looked over at the balled up diaper still laying in the middle of the clearing. She found herself wondering what they were going to do with it, they couldn’t leave it there after all. “And you’re not a burden.” Nina broke the silence, “I don’t want you to ever think like that, OK?” Sam nodded her head a couple of times but didn’t really believe Nina. It was easy to say that she wasn’t a burden or that nothing was her fault but it was a lot harder to believe it. She knew that if she had stayed home the other three would be having a much smoother time. She couldn’t blame them for resenting her. She resented herself. “Besides, I don’t think I’d have come if you weren’t here.” Nina finally said. She was looking pointedly away from Sam back at the tree that had captivated her as Sam had changed. “What!?” Sam was shocked. “I’m serious.” Nina said. “But… Why?” Sam frowned as she looked at Nina. Her cheeks were red but how much that was because of the recent physical exertion Sam couldn’t know. “Because you’re my closest friend!” Nina laughed, “I would want to be wherever you were. Here, back at the dorms… Heck, I’d probably follow you home to your family in the summer if you let me.” Nina laughed but Sam was feeling a flood of emotions. The wave of affection she had felt earlier was back. She felt like she was tingling all over and she was worried she was about to faint. Nina turned to look at Sam and then did a double-take when she saw Sam was looking right back at her. The air was still and even the birds seemed to have stopped chirping. Sam climbed to her feet on the log and closed the distance to her much larger friend. She held her arms out and before Nina could say anything she wrapped them as far around Nina’s chest as they would go. She leaned against Nina’s clothes as she closed her eyes. She didn’t know what she was doing, all she knew was that she had a lot of emotions and they needed to be expressed. She didn’t trust her mouth to say them so she fell back on something a lot simpler. Just as Sam was about to pull back she unexpectedly felt Nina’s arms around her as well. Her heart fluttered as the hug was returned. No words were shared but it felt like that one physical embrace communicated more than any of their conversations had ever done. They could’ve been wrapped up there for one minute or one hour. Time seemed irrelevant to Sam, it faded into the background along with the trees around them and the sound of nature. All that existed for Sam was what she could feel. Eventually Sam felt Nina’s hands gently take her arms. They separated but Sam didn’t look away from her friend’s face. She wondered what was about to happen as her heart felt like it was about to burst. Almost imperceptibly Nina leaned forwards towards Sam. “Nina?” Amy’s voice cut into the clearing. Sam jumped and both she and Nina scooted away from each other. Just a moment later Amy came walking into the small clearing in the same direction Nina had. She looked over at the two on the log and smiled with relief. “We thought you were both lost!” Amy said, “Chrissy is just-… Are you two alright?” “We’re fine.” Sam and Nina said at exactly the same time. “You just look a little…” Amy paused to find the right word. That was quite something for Amy who seemed to know more words than the dictionary, “Flustered?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Nina said. She almost sounded convincing, “I was just helping Sam.” “Right…” It sounded like Amy suspected something was going on but didn’t know what, “Anyway, you guys missed a bald eagle swooping over the lake and grabbing a fish. It was so cool!” Sam smiled. Amy started gushing excitedly about the wildlife encounter and as happy as Sam was that her friend was excited she was happier that it had distracted from asking more questions. They started making their way back to the clearing. Nina scooped up the messy diaper from the ground, she pulled out a plastic bag she had in her pocket and slipped the used disposable inside. She placed the plastic back in the backpack she had let Sam borrow and managed to do it all so smoothly Amy didn’t notice as she led the way. “Finally.” Chrissy said as the other three emerged from the trees, “I’d run out of people to send in looking for you.” “Sorry.” Sam replied with a timid little smile. “Is everything alright?” Chrissy asked. “Everything’s fine.” Nina answered, “Now let’s get eating. I’m starving.” --- If you want to find out what happens next you can do so RIGHT NOW at either of the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/lplyymi677/chapter/fc4760f5-ef1f-4dd2-a4e5-7a38eaa28a2d https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1200075
  7. Free of Emmy's clutches Daniel finds a bed and breakfast looking for sanctuary. He hopes it is the path to freedom but the strange events seem to continue. --- Writing is my passion and my only source of income. If you enjoy my stories you may be interested to learn that you can see every update I post one week before the rest of the world with a $5 pledge on one of my subscription sites. There has been a lot of upheaval recently with Patreon purging a lot of ABDL content so I have tried to diversify a little so that I can continue to bring everyone stories. For just a $5 pledge on any of these you can see updates a week early and for $10 you can see all of my 50+ EXCLUSIVE stories only available to subscribers. The money I get goes to paying bills and putting food on the table so I appreciate all of my subscribers and would appreciate anyone who might be interested in supporting me to check out my subscription sites ❤️ https://subscribestar.adult/elfy https://reamstories.com/elfy --- Daniel’s heart hammered as he knocked on the door and then stepped back. His knees felt weak and he kept nervously looking over his shoulder almost as if he expected to see Emmy stalking towards him through the dark. The light in the hallway of the house switched on, the illumination escaping under the bottom of the door and through the windows above. The door opened and Daniel was temporarily blinded by the sudden light. It wasn’t too bright but next to the darkness he had been walking through it was like looking at the sun. Gradually his eyes adjusted. He saw a large woman in the doorway. “I’ll have to call you back.” The woman said. Daniel was a little confused until he saw the woman pull a phone away from her ear. She was looking down at Daniel with a frown of confusion. She may have had the same proportions as Emmy but she otherwise looked very different. Her darker skin seemed to indicate she had Latin American heritage, she was a little plumper than Emmy was and her chest was a little smaller though not by much. Her black hair was cut relatively short and it framed a round face. She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head as she regarded Daniel like an unrecognised animal. “Um, hello.” Daniel ventured in embarrassment. “Well aren’t you a sight.” The woman said, “Can I help you, dear?” “May I… May I come in?” Daniel said quietly. With his adrenaline lowering and his lack of movement he started feeling the cold of the night. “I suppose so.” The woman said warily. She stepped back and held the door open, “Are you looking for a room?” As Daniel gratefully stepped over the threshold and felt the carpet under his feet he let out a deep shuddering breath. He could hear himself crinkle and as he stepped into the light he was very aware that the woman, this complete stranger, was watching him like a hawk. “So, do you want to tell me what’s going on?” The woman asked, “I don’t think it’s Halloween, is this some kind of prank?” “Could we sit down?” Daniel asked, “It’s kind of a long story.” “Alright, come with me.” The woman said sceptically. Daniel was taken through to a small tea room. This was a rather traditional B&B and the tea room in question had just three small tables with two chairs at each, it looked a lot like a converted living room because it probably was. Thankfully it was late enough that no one else, if there was any other guests in the building, were in the room. The woman locked the door behind them. “Cup of coffee?” The woman asked. “Tea please, if you have it.” Daniel replied. “Of course.” The woman smiled thinly. Daniel was left alone for a couple of minutes and it gave him a chance to unwind from everything that had happened. He wondered if Emmy knew he was missing yet, he smiled as he pictured the ultra-controlling woman walking in to the nursery room and finding him gone. It felt like victory. “I suppose I should introduce myself. I’m Martina.” Martina was walking back in with a tray. “Daniel.” Daniel replied. “Well, It’s nice to meet you but I have to say I’m very curious about how you ended up on my doorstep like this.” Martina was smiling as she took her coffee but Daniel could sense some unease. He could hardly blame her when he was dressed so strangely. Daniel started to relay the whole story from the very beginning. He tried to be as honest as possible though he left out some details, he didn’t tell Martina how many times he had been made to orgasm nor the breastfeeding. But he did explain about how he had been essentially kidnapped, he told Martina about Emmy treating him like a little kid and why he was dressed this way. “My, my, my…” Martina shook her head as Daniel finally caught up to the present day and sipped his drink. “I have to call for help.” Daniel continued, “She’s crazy and needs locking up! Not to mention I need to go home and…” “I understand.” Martina was nodding her head, “But it’s very late and I think all this can surely wait till the morning.” “The morning?” Daniel was confused. Had Martina misheard how he had been treated? “It’s a small town, sweetie.” Martina said with a sympathetic smile, “Nothing in a small town moves quickly… except gossip, of course.” Martina laughed and Daniel forced a small smile on to his face. He had hoped for more immediate help but he supposed he couldn’t really insist on it after turning up at such a late hour. He would be safe here to wait through the night and the next day he would be on his way home. It seemed like a fair deal. “Am I to assume you haven’t any money to rent a room?” Martina asked. “Oh, erm, no…” Daniel hadn’t thought about that. He was at a bed and breakfast, guests were expected to pay for their rooms! “Don’t worry about it.” Martina said with a smile, “You’ve had a rough time. Tonight is free.” “Thank you very much!” Daniel smiled widely. “It’s late. How about we head up and we can talk about this more tomorrow.” Martina yawned as she spoke. “Of course.” Daniel said as he pushed his chair back, “I’m sorry for imposing.” Daniel stood up and again was reminded how much bigger than him Martina was. Just like Emmy, Martina towered over him as she started striding towards the door. Daniel was forced almost into a jog to keep up. As he crinkled along behind her he was yet again thankful that there were no other people up late. Daniel climbed up the stairs taking care to be as quiet as possible to not disturb anyone. He saw Martina turn and look at him, she had a grin on her face. Daniel assumed it was because of the crinkling which seemed to echo off the narrow walls, he couldn’t wait to take it off. “I’m afraid we only have one room spare.” Martina said quietly as they walked down the landing to a room at the end. “I’m sure whatever you have won’t be a problem.” Daniel said as followed the larger woman’s footsteps, “I have to thank you again for…” The door was opened and Daniel’s mouth ceased forming words. He couldn’t believe fate would be so unkind as to do this to him. Rather than a guestroom he was looking into a full on nursery, the kind of room that Emmy would’ve wished she had. There was nothing makeshift about this baby bedroom, it was perfectly set up. “I… I…” Daniel didn’t know what to say. He had frozen up completely. “Oh, I should’ve warned you.” Martina bit her bottom lip, “This is the only free room I’m afraid. It’s for the little one I have on the way.” “You’re pregnant?” Daniel said stupidly. “I’m expecting.” Martina smiled. Daniel stepped over the threshold into what looked like a baby boy’s nursery. Everything was a baby blue or white. Behind him the door was closed and Martina was looking on somewhat nervously. After everything that had happened the last thing he wanted was to spend more time in a nursery but he was short on alternatives. The other rooms were taken, he couldn’t take the couch because people would see him like this. “I guess… If there’s nothing else…” Daniel muttered. He felt even more embarrassed than he had turning up dressed this way. “Wonderful.” Martina walked over and lowered the side of the crib. Daniel walked forwards and suffered a horrible feeling of déjà vu as he climbed up on to the mattress. He sat back on his padded rear end and looked out at the room feeling disheartened, he had thought he had left all this behind him. “Can you leave the-” Daniel started. The side of the crib came rattling up and locked in place. Martina gave him a quick smile before she turned and left the room. Daniel was left alone in the dark silence, he had been about to ask that the side of the crib was left down but he guessed it didn’t make too much difference to him either way. As he laid back against the pillows he realised he had been left in his diaper and baby clothes as well. Bearing in mind the side of the crib had been locked into place the diaper may have been a good idea. He closed his eyes in the homes of rushing into unconsciousness. The last thing he felt as he drifted off was his bladder relaxing and a fresh stream of urine trickling out of him and into the already damp padding. --- When Daniel woke up the next morning it was significantly later than he had been waking up in the last few days. For a second he was very confused, his mind melding the nursery room at Emmy’s house with the nursery at the bed and breakfast he was now in. He remembered his late night escape and everything gradually came back to him. He could hardly believe he had made it away from his crazy cousin. Somehow the pacifier that had remained clipped to his onesie had found it’s way back into his mouth. He thought about removing it but it didn’t seem to be doing any harm and the sucking motion it promoted was somewhat calming despite how babyish it felt. Daniel sat up and wasn’t entirely sure why he had woken up. He still felt very tired and there wasn’t any sound from elsewhere in the building. He looked around through the bars of the crib at the nursery when he suddenly felt a strong cramping pain. “Uh oh.” Daniel muttered to himself around the mouth-filling teat. Daniel looked at the top of the bars to try and find a release catch but he couldn’t see anything. Even if he could the bars were so tall he wasn’t sure he would reach them. He was as trapped in this crib as he was back at Emmy’s. This was going to pose a really big problem really quickly. “Martina?” Daniel half-called out towards the closed door. Daniel didn’t know if he should be calling out or not. Martina had told him all the rooms in her B&B were full and he didn’t want to go alerting random people that there was a grown man in the nursery but he needed to get out of the crib. Daniel listened out for any signs of life but it was practically silent, he thought he could hear the faint sounds of a television nearby but he could’ve been imagining it. “Martina?” Daniel called out again. He was throwing caution to the wind as he raised his volume. Daniel waited and waited but there was still no sign of his host coming in to check on him. He hadn’t heard anyone in fact and to make matters worse his cramping was now nearly constant. He was biting the pacifier so hard he thought his teeth were going to go right through. His hands went down to his belly as he realised he wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. “Martina!?” Daniel genuinely shouted now. His voice echoed around the nursery a little. He couldn’t keep the desperation from his voice. Daniel’s plaintive pleas were met with silence and things were quickly becoming unbearable. Daniel held the bars of the crib so tightly he thought he might snap them but alas they refused to budge. He let out a whine as his cheeks flushed with heat. He was forced back slightly as he squat down on the mattress. His hands slipped down the crib’s bars as he felt the end coming. With an angry punch at one of the bars Daniel’s exhausted sphincter gave way. The hot mush pushed out of his body as if it were late for something. It pushed back against the rear of the wet diaper and when it couldn’t find any give it started smearing. Daniel could feel the stinky poop spreading up towards the small of his back and down between his legs. He felt it clogging the gap between his two cheeks and he even felt bits falling down into the snug seat of the diaper. Daniel had been thoroughly defeated and he now pushed down in defeat. He held his breath and grunted slightly as he pushed down and felt even more poop push out of him. The back of his diaper pushed out as much as possible but that wasn’t very far and it wasn’t long until it felt like his whole backside was covered in sticky muck. As Daniel let out his quivering breath his bladder relaxed as well and he flooded the diaper with yet more urine. By the time he had finished going to the toilet on himself he had seemingly pushed the padding to the absolute limit. A trembling hand reached around to his backside found that the diaper was as full as he thought it was. Daniel wasn’t going to call for Martina again even though the humiliation of being found like this was unavoidable. He didn’t dare move a muscle for fear of making himself even messier. He thought it would be just his luck that the door opened right after he had finished disgracing himself, and yet that didn’t happen. Half an hour later he was still crouched in the crib. When the door finally opened Daniel greeted it with relief even if it would also mean his embarrassment. He had begun to worry that Martina had forgotten about him. As the tall woman came in Daniel lowered his head and looked at the ground guiltily, it seemed incredible that he had managed to leave Emmy’s place but was still being humiliated like this, even if it wasn’t on purpose. He could hear her sniffing the air as she walked across the room towards the crib. “Oh my lord…” Martina put a hand to her chest and covered her mouth with the other, “I totally forgot you would be stuck in there!” Daniel looked up bashfully with his face blushing red. He realised he still had the pacifier between his lips and he quickly spat it out causing it to fall and bounce on his chest. He saw Martina looking at him and shaking her head. “You should’ve called.” Martina said. “I tried.” Daniel mumbled. “I didn’t hear anything.” Martina said as she walked over and hit the release which brought the bars down, “Oh, darling, I’m so sorry.” “It’s alright.” Daniel grimaced as he slowly slipped forwards. He had to turn his back to Martina as she dropped out of the crib and knew he was showing her his bulging disposable. “You certainly packed that thing.” Martina said as Daniel dropped on to his unsteady feet. Daniel didn’t know if Martina meant to make him embarrassed but she was certainly doing a good job of it. He turned around and wasn’t quite sure how exactly to deal with this, he eyed the changing table and watched as Martina seemed to put two and two together. “Right, you need to get changed.” Martina said, “I’ll help!” “Wha- Why? That’s really not necessary!” Daniel quickly said. --- You can find out what happens next RIGHT NOW on my subscription pages: https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1191430 https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/lplyuiwxy1/chapter/53b87bc9-a225-40a1-b22a-305bc22262b9
  8. I am aware of what estrogen does. My wife is transgender, my girlfriend is transgender, most of my friends are trans and I'm in several groups devoted to people on HRT whether DIY or otherwise. I'm going to be getting regular blood tests to check that levels are in safe ranges as well. I'm aware of the risks, thank you.
  9. I've been non-binary for a long time. I've always been OK with the way I looked but I have wished I looked more feminine or androgynous. Well, for the last week I have been DIYing Estrogen. I'm not trans but I do hope they will have some feminizing effects on me. I would really like to develop breasts though I know that is a long term thing. It's the start of a journey but I'm excited to see where it goes
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