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I watch that site for the NC (and others) almost religiously. I knew I was hooked when I watched all of the "Kickassia" special.

Those are some great pics. We had some lightning out here in Simi last night. Didn't see the actual discharge, but the whole sky lit up a few times. Oh, rainy weather, how I adore thee!

I wouldn't say I have "clerk standards." At my local CVS, I usually get middle-aged men or women, so I don't have much of a choice. After the first time, I have no problem buying diapers and dealing with the cashiers. Although, to be fair, I did get a little stutter with my last diaper purchase when the cashier was a rather nice-looking teenage girl. Of course, it wasn't so much the cashier that bothered me as it was the fact that I was clearly buying a pack of adult diapers and a set of pacifiers...

Chapter Thirteen We had been in Paris for almost two weeks on the night that Elizabeth came home with a shopping bag full of surprises for me. Actually, they were for Mireille, but I didn’t know that yet. All I knew was that when she dumped out the bag onto my bed and smiled at me, I was feeling ready to bolt the room right then and there. “You cannot be serious,

What's so childish about having breakfast for dinner? Not that I'm complaining. It's a nice article.

Hello and welcome to the site! I hope you'll learn a lot from us!

I normally wouldn't post on a thread like this (being Catholic, I tend to be distrustful of "born again" rhetoric), but I did discover something of interest. The OP had only one other topic before this one, wherein he asked: I'm guessing that someone decided to repress the anger and turn it into something else. And to the OP (if you're even bothering to follow this thread), let me say this: May God bless you, because I highly doubt anyone on this site will.

Got it. Thanks!

What a sweet development! I can sympathize to some degree, as we just got a new kitten at our house. It's a really nice story so far!

Apologies in advance to the OP, but I only understood your complaint up to, "for aus mis use of power same with the person wolf from aus power gotten to there minds and they like it." I'm not doubting your claim that you're dealing with some annoying people on Diaperspace, but I'm having trouble understanding what your issue is exactly. Could you please clarify? For what it's worth, I've had a pretty good experience so far on D-Space. But if it's not working out for you, then I hope you can find an alternative site!

I knew you were being sarcastic. I was attempting to be sarcastic back. Perhaps my emoticon... ing needs work.

Well, excuse me for bothering to do my research (realistically, it was a lightbulb in my head going off; "Hey, where have I seen that photo before...?").

Chapter Twelve When my alarm went off, it was nice and dark outside. I pulled myself out of bed and went to stretch in front of the full-length mirror across the room. In my reflection was a lovely pale girl with dark brown hair and violet-tinted eyes, whose legs were set apart by a very thick diaper. I gave it a pat and felt that I would have to change soon, but first things first. I bent down by the mirror toward the trunk Mireille had bought. Fumbling with the clasps, I knocked before I lifted the lid. Elizabeth smiled as our eyes met. “My darling Julia,

Well, good news! You don't. Because here it is.

There's a whole bunch of these pictures on the Megapics section of DD. It starts here and continues here.

Great find, spoonchicken. It puts me in mind of this similar article from Cracked.com: Part 1 Part 2

That's all right. I don't actually speak French either (thank you Google Translate ), but I wanted to give the story a sense of being in Europe. And for all we know, perhaps Mireille can speak English, but chooses not to. Also, I didn't want to have Elizabeth constantly translating and dragging down the story. But don't worry, the next few chapters don't feature too much français. Stay tuned for tomorrow's new chapter!

Hello and welcome! I hope you have a great time here.

Just watched the clip on Hulu. I just love the way Patricia Heaton acts. And of course, thanks to timmyc, now all I can hear as I watch is the theme from Malcolm in the Middle...

Believe it or not, I actually liked that book the first time I read it, back when I was in high school. Then I picked it up again several months later and realized it wasn't all that spectacular. I suppose you'd call it an act of maturity. Thanks for the comments, guys, and thanks for reading!

Victoria's Secret would have its own line of diaper models.

Chapter Eleven The next evening, just after sunset, Elizabeth and Mireille took me back to Montparnasse Cemetery. And upon our return, I felt chills running down my spine that had nothing to do with the graves and mausoleums dotting the landscape. Now, don’t get me wrong—I was absolutely terrified of Ferdinand and the rest of the Coven. Sure, I had a strong and comfortable relationship with Elizabeth, but we had bonded over strange circumstances. Here, in Paris, I was being formally introduced to an ancient and alien culture full of stately and deadly people, who were more likely to stare me down than offer their hand in friendship. I may have shared their blood, thanks to Elizabeth’s Gift, but that didn’t mean I had their trust. Elizabeth’s arm was around my waist as she guided me down the flight of stairs with the rainbow series of candles. Her hand was just resting on the back of my skirt, where my diaper was faintly bulging through. It felt right that she would touch me there, like she was reassuring me that we could always go home together, and I found myself wondering if she’d done the same for Margaret. When we arrived at the bottom, Elizabeth took me through the same wooden door and into the same vast arena. But unlike the previous night, there were no vast crowds of European vampires inside. Instead, there was just Ferdinand, wearing his crimson robe with the hood thrown back, and young Mireille kneeling at his side. As we approached, they bowed their heads in unison and said, “Voici les Beautés Mortelles!

Hello and welcome to the club! I think you'll have a pretty good time with us!

This isn't ABDL-related, but it is amazingly cute and creative, and so I thought I'd share it with you. http://milasdaydreams.blogspot.com/

New chapter! Sorry for the delay about last week, guys! --- Chapter Ten We did not stay in Dublin for long, although Elizabeth reassured me that we could always come back and enjoy it a little more. Mireille booked us on a late-night flight to Paris, where she said—through Elizabeth’s translation—that the “West European Coven