Fulldiaper

Sounds like she might have sabotaged him, since she knew he drank the water before bed?

Something tells me the only breaking he'll be dooing is the undoing of his potty training, and becoming more dependent on diapers, Emma, and Stacy's breast milk?

Ditto...Way too short. Please do continue.

Emma is using Pavlov conditioning on Daniel, and he has no idea the trap has been sprung, and Emma has snared herself a new bABy boy.

Thank you, a thousand times, thank you. Please don't keep us waiting for the next chapter.

I sure do hope there is more of this great story. Question though; some mention Nappies and other chapters are diapers. One UK and the other US.

Something tells me he's going to be there longer than tomorrow morning, huh?

Very tender and loving story. Please continue.

Great potential. Please do continue.

Ditto, what he said.

Oh please do continue. I'm ant...ica....pat....ing the continuation.

To all US service members current and past, Thank You For Your Service. Freedom isn't Free, it is paid for the men and women who gave the ultimate gift to their country.

Great story. Please do continue. I look forward to his adventures in the future with her.

I love your writing style. You leave the reader "me" wanting more. Your storytelling is awesome also. The way Hannah and Lucy are slowly AB seducing him. Maybe Lucy and Hannah are more and he would be an addition to their AB / Mommy relationship? I sure hope you do continue and thank you.

My question is; did she somehow know that he had ordered the diapers, or did you leave a monitor in his home to keep tabs and make sure he kept her secret occupation to himself? I look forward to seeing where this goes. Please do continue.

Eddie Money, Take Home Tonight, be my little baby.

Feces without any type of barrier is very caustic and will cause skin break-down. You have use Desitin, A&D or something like that to keep your skin in tact.

Dating Darcy by Fulldiaper Michael Copyright 2019. All rights reserved. LEGALIZE: this is a story purely fictional. Any resemblance to those living or not is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 Darcy was a six-foot redhead beauty I met while in college. She was taking the psychology class as I was, but I didn't know she also assisted with the professor in that class. Professor Anne King was a short packed body of a woman. She stood a little over five foot six and was built like a brick outhouse. Darcy, on the other hand, was a tall slender woman that knew what she liked and wanted from life, and she was going to get it to come to Hell or high water. Anne had been giving us homework in groups and that is how I came to know Darcy more intimately. One evening, while we were studying Darcy, offered me a drink and of course, I accepted. Well after a few rum and cokes, it started to become just straight shots of rum 151. Our inhibitions slowly melted away as the sunset outside so did our shyness. One thing led to another and before long Darcy and I was banging like two rabbits. We started out with her in the doggie position and progressed to where she mounted me in the female superior position and rode me to multiple wonderful climaxes. As our glowful bliss faded as the sun did outside, we slumbered in each other's arms. My head resting on her very well stacked rack, she nudged my head and guided my mouth to her nipple and encouraged me to latch on and suck, which I did gladly. As we both were recovering she started stroking my head and said, "You know I'm working on my thesis and I could use a partner, would you be interested?" Now the little guy that just got happy and spit was screaming, "Hell yes." But, in the back of mind, there was a tiny small voice that said, "Hey get more information before you say Yes." Of course, I didn't listen to that voice, then or pretty much ever. This was to be the first of many mistakes I would make from this day forward. First I had no idea what the thesis subject was, or how I would contribute, but that would change in the weeks and months to come over the next two or three semesters. Each time Darcy and I got together she would bring out the libations and we would end up rolling in the sack and me sucking on her gorgeous tits while she stroked my head. Both of them at times. On the first time I can remember she was stroking and I was sucking and I knew I was close to blowing my wad again, but Darcy kept jamming her tit into my mouth silencing me until I shot in my underwear a sticky load. Darcy wasn't offended at all. As a matter-of-fact, she lovingly and sweetly cleaned me up before returning and allowing me to suck on those magnificent orbs of oral pleasure. The entire time I thought about how good that climax felt. Even though it was in my underwear at the time. Something my head was screaming run, but my body said, "No". Darcy was excited. Her dream man catch was within sight and her grasp. She just had to play it cool and not get all excited and blow it and she would have the perfect partner. Darcy talked to her Professor about the subject of her thesis. They discussed it at detail and Darcy confided in Anne that she had the perfect study partner. It was from Michael. Anne's face started slowly grew into a smile and she said, "Oh Darcy, do you really think you can reel him in?" Darcy said, "With your help Anne, I think we'll have him eating, or sucking out of our...breasts." Anne and Darcy burst into laughter and giggled like two school girls. Anne hugged and kissed Darcy deep and passionately. Anne and Darcy left hand-in-hand with them headed back to Anne's home. I just glimpsed them in the parking lot as they were leaving. What I didn't see was their hands together. Nor did I know they had just passionately been entwined in a deep tongue kiss. If I had known all of this, maybe my mind would have won the battle with me not to accept Darcy's invitation to be her thesis partner. Had I known the subject would change my life in more than one way. Chapter 2 Darcy and Anne were going to be lovers, and I was to be their prize I would be discovering that they both were bi-sexual and enjoyed women and men. Later in the week, I ran into Darcy and she was in a hurry to get to class. Almost like she was desperate to use the bathroom when all of a sudden the crotch of her pantsuit starting turning dark. It took me a few seconds to realize what was happening, but Darcy knew right away as she burst into tears and ran to the ladies restroom. About a few minutes later Anne was walking by and I said, "I think Darcy might need some assistance in the ladies restroom." Anne beelined to the bathroom and I continued on the class. I wondered if that was a onetime, or something more? As the weekend approached I didn't see Darcy until Friday in class and there was a tension in the air. I could feel that our relationship had changed. She was cordial, don't get me wrong, but not the friendly frockily woman I romped in the rack with just a week ago. I thought about it, and I went to the store and bought a nice bottle of wine, some roses, and dark chocolate to make an offering to try and get back where we were prior to the wetting incident. Saturday I went to Darcy's and noticed a strange car in the driveway, but I didn't think much about as Darcy did tutor students at her home. I was floored when I saw my Psych professor and Darcy in a romantic embrace that they didn't even flinch as I entered the room. I'm sure my chin hit the floor and I slowly pulled it back up and seated it. I walked over the overstuffed chair and just gawked at these two beautiful women. The kiss led to some groping and the clothes started coming off. Breasts were freed and swinging. It was as if they didn't care I was there, or they were putting on a show for me to see. I could feel myself getting aroused and painfully as my jeans were nearly skin tight before that. About the time I thought I was going to burst in my pants they directed their attention in my direction and Darcy mounted my chest and Anne unzipped my jeans and pulled my underwear out of them and started giving a mind-blowing blow-job I've ever had. Darcy stuffed beautiful breasts in my mouth, and I didn't resist these two women's attention. I tried to tell Darcy I was about to explode when Anne pushed my erection back in my pants and rubbed me till I soaked my underwear and jeans. I heard Anne say, "Aww, he wet himself like you did Darcy." It was just then I could feel Darcy's ass, and if felt like it had a little more padding. Anne asked Darcy, "Do you need a change baby girl?" I nearly choked on Darcy's breast about that time. I heard Darcy say, "No Mommy, I'm a good girl, not like Michael. I'm dry." As the orgasm started to subside I could the sperm in my underwear and it was sticky and getting cold. Anne said, "Well there appears to be the only person who wet themselves." It was then I realized they were talking about me. Darcy climbed and it was then I heard a slight crinkle and her ass was bigger than I remembered. I thought, "Is she wearing..." then I put that thought out of my mind. Why would she be in a ... and my mind said, "Say it." DIAPER. Anne and Darcy took my hands and helped me stand and started toward Darcy's bedroom, but they stopped short and another door I hadn't even really seen they opened the door and inside what I saw caught me completely by surprise. Just then everything went black. I had a hood over my head and I was trying to process what I thought I had just seen. Chapter 3 I could hear the ladies moving around me, but I couldn't see anything through the dark cloth bag they cinched on my head. I didn't even try and take it off. I trusted both women...maybe that would be my downfall? I tried to ascertain the sounds I was hearing, what they were doing, but kept drawing blanks. Then my nose was assaulted by smells. It smelled like baby powder, baby lotion and I noticed that again I was starting to get hard. I was surprised because usually when I climax I'm spent for a day or two. I felt someone grab my crotch. It was cold and sticky, and yet I was still aroused and felt myself getting harder under her hand. Then I started thinking, "is it Darcy, or my professor Anne?" Then I thought "who cares who it is touching me. It feels really good." No one spoke, but I don't know why. T hen I felt a set of hands on my ass. She was squeezing my cheeks and rubbing my ass. Then my zipper came and my underwear was pulled to one side and my cock sprang up and out once again. Then I felt a warm breath on my penis and then it was engulfed in her mouth. I was getting my second blow job, I felt the person that was groping my ass reach around and unbuckle my pants and unbutton them. My pants fell to my ankles. then I felt my underwear being pulled down and whoever was giving me the blow job didn't lose a beat and kept sucking me. As I started feeling another explosive orgasm I felt my underwear being pulled up on my ass and up over my penis again, just like the last time and she kept rubbing me to a glorious climax that buckled my knees and I collapsed to the floor with the ladies gliding me safely to the carpet and something very soft and thick. My underwear was soaked with my cum now twice and hands were all over my body. Pinching my nipples, groping my now retreating erection. Then I felt my legs being strapped into something one ankle and then the other. Then my legs were hoisted above me and back toward my chest. My underwear was being pulled off from ass up my legs where they hung. I felt some of the semen dripping on my leg. I thought, "My God I really blew my wad..Twice." Next, I flinched but didn't say a word as I felt a hand on my ass, then my cheeks were being spread and felt slender what I thought was a finger, but I could be sure. Then probing and all of sudden I started getting aroused again, but I wasn't hard. Whatever was in my ass was stimulating me and I had no control of my excitement. She kept stroking inside my ass until I felt my penis spurt even more cum. I was spent and felt myself drifting in and out of conscience into a light sleep. I don't know how long was asleep, or what had transpired, but I knew these women had me if they would have me forever. I would do anything to keep these women in my life. I never felt anything so stimulating. Even sex with Darcy, though fantasic...this blew (literally) that away and I wanted more. Then I realized I hadn't used the bathroom before all the festivities had started and my bladder was making an urgent call to mother nature and she was answering on the first ring. I started shifting from one side to the other trying to relieve the pressure. The ladies noticed my distress and instead of letting me up, they pulled my ankles harder and buried my knees into my chest and now I knew I was in trouble. All of a sudden I felt another intruder enter my ass, and then it started vibrating..slow at first, but the intensity kept getting stronger and started pulsing and again I felt another climax coming. I knew after I had climaxed there would be no way I would be able to hold my bladder and I would be wetting the pad I now confined to. I felt my crotch get wet and I hoped it was more cum, but I was not to be so lucky. I was wetting myself helplessly. Chapter 4 I fell into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I slept, or where the ladies were. Well, frankly I didn't care either. These women won me heart, soul and mind..mind for sure was blown away. I had never, ever been with two women, let alone had wild kinky sexual activity with them. The hood blocked all light. I woke up and dozed in and out of sleep until I felt my legs being lowered and the restraints being removed. Then I felt warm hands touching me. Next, I felt a warm cloth wiping down my feet, working its way up my legs and finally resting on my crotch. Then I heard water being wrung out and again the warm cloth on my crotch. Gently and sweetly whoever was there was taking their time and cleaning me with great detail. Then I heard the water being wrung out again and then my chest being wiped. Once again, wrung out and now my neck and face and underarms were being wiped. Then I was being rolled over onto my stomach and the same process from my feet up, however when she got to my buttocks, she lingered and I felt a finger in my butt and the warm cloth. Then I heard a tsk tsk, but I could figure out what I had failed to get the tsk tsk. I felt the warm cloth again on my back this time and another set of hands on my butt. Then I felt something cool and it seemed really thick. I felt like I was being coated in Crisco, but it smelled like baby powder. Which of course started my erection process. When they flipped me back over, they would be greeted my hard dick. Then I felt something being pushed in my ass and a slender finger holding it in place. Then that process was repeated two more times. Then I was being patted on my ass, like a baby. This started to put me back to sleep again. I don't know how long I slept this time, but I woke with an intense urge to poop with the sack still over my head, I didn't know what was happening once again. I just knew I couldn't, no I wouldn't shit myself in the presence of these women, or would I? TBC...

@mamabug Thank you for that. I understand where you are coming from. All of my partners knew about my ABDL side before we got serious. Some embraced it and empowered themselves as the Dominant partner in the relationship, whereas a few thought the man should be the dominant factor in the relationship.

@mamabug @MommyJess What is it that you derive from being an ABDL mommy if you don't mind me asking? What are your expectations from the relationship on the part of your partner and your needs and desires?

wear them anyway

I'm late to this excellent story, but you have me as a captive audience for the rest of the ride. Please do continue.

I recommend Hitman Pro and Malwarebytes to scan the computer, along with Avast Anti-Virus. Does a pretty good job, and will also catch and kill a rootkit.

Great storyline. Excuse me sir, but I need to see your id, the lady stated to the young man. Knowing when he showed it, she would snare her new baby boy...etc.

Please do continue. I love this.