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I'm impressed with the article! I love how the tone is matter of fact and not stigmatizing or shaming at all. Incontinence is a medical condition and it's about time the social shame and stigma around it and adults wearing diapers was erased! The article is also well researched and in depth analysis of the diapers, and the information in it may help expose someone with incontinence who is perhaps feeling shame and stuck with the ever-dependable Depends (*sarcasm*) and this article may open up a whole new world of products to them.

Maybe time to visit a souveneir stand or local toy shop and find a new plushy friend to keep you company? Then when you get home your other plushies will have a new friend to play with!

Thank you! I'll fix it when I have some free time!

We're nearing the end of this tale! One more update left and this story will be complete! I plan on putting this up on Amazon as well after more proofreading and editing. And I think it's long enough I can release it as a paperback as well in case anyone would like a physical copy of it. I recently put my story Winters Kiss up on Amazon. It's been proofread, updated and edited. Free to read if you have Kindle Unlimited. WINTER'S KISS on Amazon ***************************** Reila’s eyes widened. Who did she believe? Trickster Jax who hated her from the moment they met or Rachel who held a grudge against her? She never felt so confused or uncertain. Her gut always told her what path to take. Now she didn’t have enough knowledge to rely on her own judgment, and no one she could trust to help her in such a vulnerable moment. She glanced at Nicky. His big eyes were focused on Jax and Lynne. “Why do you want to tell them so bad?” Nicky was on the fence, torn between duty and obedience to his family and sympathy for Reila and Rachel’s plight. Lynne tried to sit up but the bouncer harness held her firm in a reclined position. Her enormous diaper crinkled loudly with her movements. “Because it’s been over a year and Rachel still hasn’t figured it out. The grownups aren’t going to say anything. Maybe an obscure hint or two that flies right over her head. Reila isn’t any better. I’m tired of Rachel always being such a brat. I don’t want to deal with two of them. Do you?” Nicky winced at that, quickly shaking his head. Reila snarkily thought, ‘so even saints have their limits’. Reila wondered how close she came to breaking him with her cruelty. Nicky was a good punching bag, such a spineless doormat. Or was he patient, maturely handling the temper tantrums of overgrown toddlers? “Like you’re any fun. Tranny freak.” Rachel snarled at Lynne for insulting her. Reila nodded her head, agreeing with Rachel but not wanting to voice it. Lynne stuck her nose up in the air and pointedly ignored Rachel’s barbs, like Rachel made her point for her. Junior quit chewing on his thick mitten covered hand. “You’re going in circles. Who cares? Tell the stupid bitches or don’t. Nicky, you pity them. Lynne thinks it would help them. Jax is just a jerk. He wants to see them hurt. Jacky doesn’t care;he’s just mad at them because they insulted Nicky and won’t apologize. Personally I don’t care. JJ’s gonna explode if she can’t have her stupid tea party. Do you wanna explain that to Mommy?” He looked each baby in the eye then went back to chewing and drooling on his mittens like an overgrown infant. When his blue eyes met Reila’s, she dropped her gaze. She was all out of sorts. Her first instinct was to cry for Mommy. Let Mommy handle all her problems. She was just a baby. That truth rang through her bones, jolted the very core of her being. It felt so right. So natural. She was a baby. She couldn’t fight back. She didn’t know how to anymore. Oh, how well she remembered the steps of that dance- name call, attack, parry, accuse. Hit right where it hurts. She lacked the will, the venom. “PARTY TIME!” JJ jumped to her feet, unable to wait anymore. She took Junior’s words as permission to go ahead. She ran around sitting plastic play cups on their heads and saucers on their bellies. “I’m the pretty princess and you babies are my guests for royal tea!” She plopped back down and threw plastic cookies at each baby. She aimed for the plates but mostly missed. “Dumb babies don’t know how to catch.” “JJ! You know better!” Lynne snapped. JJ stuck her tongue out. “You’re a baby now, Lynnie. Can’t boss me no mores!” She took a toy cookie and stuffed it into Lynne’s mouth. Rachel laughed. Jax snorted in amusement. “Hey, JJ. You should put these on Lynnie.” He waved his mittens. If JJ took them off of him, his hands would be free. JJ shook her head. “No, Jaxie. Mommy would gets mad. She says you needs them.” Jax wrinkled his nose and knocked the teacup off his head. JJ huffed and put the cup back on his head. “If I said sorry for calling you and Nicky tards, will you tell me the secret?” Reila looked at Jax. Nicky’s eyes widened in surprise at her tentative tone. Jax grinned and looked at her. “No. Because you’re not sorry. You don’t mean it.” “You’re just saying that to get what you want.” Jacky added. The front of his pink diaper grew discolored as it absorbed his stream of pee. Lynne and JJ fought over the toy food. Lynne knocked her teacup, plate, and cookies to the floor and JJ stubbornly replaced it. Junior ignored everyone, biting his mittens. “Told ya they’re just messing with you. They’re liars. Don’t be such a sucker.” Rachel said to Reila. Rachel glared at Jax as if she had a personal vendetta against him. Reila wondered how many such pranks Jax had pulled on Rachel. “If there’s truly some magic secret, why hasn’t anyone told you yet?” She asked Rachel. “Because we’re not supposed to tell. It freaks humans out.” Nicky spoke up. “The Frostes are just being naughty.” He frowned. “But since the cat is out of the bag-” A plastic cookie flew through the air straight at him. He ducked. “You’re not human anymore!” Jax shouted at Reila and Rachel. He leaned forward, straining against the bouncer’s restrictive harness. A malicious grin spread across his pretty face. His diaper rustled and the bouncer swayed as he struggled with the harness. The toy food on him clattered to the floor. Reila felt like someone dumped a bucket of cold water on her. Rachel appeared equally stunned. “Liar!” Her words lacked conviction; she just automatically argued with him. “Jax is telling the truth.” Nicky said softly. Jacky nodded his head. “Yup yup. When it was decided your mommies and you would join the family, some Christmas magic entered them. You, too. Especially after the regression spell. You’re still mostly human. Don’t cry. You’re human. You’ll never be like us. You’ll never have magic of your own. But you live with us; you’ll have a longer life span. Healthier. So. Mostly human. Just different.” Something awful clicked in Reila’s head. “G-grandma Uschi?” Jax’s smile was pure nasty. He ducked a toy teacup Lynne threw at JJ and missed. “Grandpa Winter is sweet on her.” JJ and Lynne kept throwing fake food at each other. Plastic cookies and plates flew through the air. Worry and fear gnawed at Reila. She struggled to process it all. Nicky’s words punctured Rachel’s anger like air leaking out of a flat tire. Tears welled in her eyes. For once her and Reila were on the same page. Rachel spoke up. “What does that mean for us? You’re saying we’ll never be normal again?” “For you mortal morons, the regression spell is both a punishment and a second chance to grow up. To learn to be a mature, responsible, and empathetic adult. Age and maturity are two very different things. We-” Junior gestured with his slobber covered mittens to his siblings and Nicky. “Have not earned the right to grow up. So we can bounce around the various childhood stages. Or Mommy and Daddy can regress us if they feel we need it. Except for Jackie. She’s almost grown up. It’s not fair.” He pouted, childish jealousy on his handsome face. “Really not fair.” Jax muttered. Jacky blushed. He wasn’t jealous of his twin sister. He was insanely proud. “Jacky promised me the first ride in her new sleigh. Soon as she learns to drive it.” Nicky held up his little plate to block another flying cookie. “Azrael has two teams. One is an undead moose, the other is Irish Elk. Humans think they’re extinct but they’re not. They’re just really, really rare. And mean. Meaner than moose. But they’re big and Az says you only need two instead of eight to pull a sleigh through the sky.” “Jackie’s getting just one reindeer. Her name is Icicle. She’s all white. Grandpa Winter trained her. She can pull a small sleigh by herself but she’s not very fast.” Jacky said and ducked a flying plate. “Yeah, that’s gonna end well.” Jax snorted then scowled when a plastic cookie bounced off his head. ‘’ “Grandpa Winter drives like a maniac. Mommy says he shouldn’t be driving anymore- he’s too old. Grandpa Klaus agrees.” Junior said. Jax said, “Grandpa Winter doesn’t care. He won’t listen. He says Grandpa Klaus drives eight in hand to show off.” Nicky pouted. “Grandpa Klaus isn’t a show off. He needs all eight- nine if you include Rudolph- for speed. It’s hard going all over the world in one night.” “Oh, Grandpa Winter is an old grump. Daddy is gonna be the one to teach Jackie how to drive and he’ll finish training Icicle. It’s tradition.” Jacky said. While the boys debated the finer points of sleigh driving and JJ and Lynne continued their plastic food fight, Rachel and Reila stared at each other. They sized each other up and mentally chewed on the supposedly earth-shattering secret. “This changes nothing. We’re fucked.” Rachel concluded. Reila nodded her agreement. “We’ve always been fucked. So, we’re babies for eternity.” Reila pulled a sour face and ran her tongue over her gums. Would her teeth ever grow back? Everyone kept saying they would grow up. Eventually. So not a baby for eternity. Just a very long time. Centuries? Or was it all just more mind fuckery? Rachel read the confusion on Reila’s face, her thoughts plain as day. “Told you Jax was an asshole.” “OOOOOOOH! BABY SAID A BAD WORD! I’M TELLING!” JJ shouted. “Tattle-tale!” Lynne threw a teacup at JJ, who picked up a toy cookie from the floor and threw it at her sister. A series of loud farts ripped through the room followed by the odoriferous stench of a freshly shat diaper. Both the human girls’ eyes widened and they simultaneously reached down to feel their bulbous padding. By now their diapers were damp from the constant dripping of their useless bladders. Neither girl was potty trained anymore. None of the babies were. It was part of the regression magic. When the young Frostes got too stressed and overwhelmed, unable to mentally cope, they automatically regressed and lost their potty training. Hence the accidents for Junior, Lynne, and Jax. Jackie could handle- hell she thrived on- the increasing responsibilities and freedoms that came with growing up. Nicky was a special case, an outlier who flitted between states- little and big- at will because of Azrael’s constant smothering attention. The rotten granddaughter of Krampus spoiled him, urged him to stay in a regressed state. Jacky was in much the same bote with his doting twin sister, so he never tried to potty train or grow up. The girls felt no poopy lumps, just warm wet padding. Neither one knew they peed until they felt their diapers. They looked at each other and shrugged. If it wasn’t one of them, who was the stinky culprit? None of the other babies paid any attention. Only Jax and Juniors’ diapers were hidden under their onesies. Lynne’s diaper puffed slightly; she was like the girls, only damp. Jacky’s diaper was soggier than the girls. He had peed quite a bit, blissfully unaware. JJ’s crotch didn’t puff out at all. Her pullup was still bone dry. Nicky’s diaper swelled heavily, fully saturated with pee and tell-tale poopy lumps. He was too preoccupied in debating who was the best sleigh driver to notice he pooped in his diaper. Neither human girl said anything. What was there to say? Rachel was too used to wet and dirty diapers. After that communal breastfeeding session and multiple shitty diapers including her own plus the humiliating parade with Emma Jean, Reila was desensitized. Accepting her new normal? The old big girl Reila once was would never accept defeat. She fought tooth and nail. That girl was starting to feel like a stranger to her. An old dream or a memory. Then who was she? Mommy’s baby. The answer popped into her head, along with the cozy safe feelings of being cradled in Mommy’s arms and nursing from Mommy’s breast. She yearned to return to that mindset, to that safe space. Why be miserable when she could mentally escape and be happy by forgetting all her big girl troubles? “You’re doing it again. Mentally slipping.” Horror filled Rachel’s voice.

Dieting is hard! It's a struggle! I know the feels, I'm in the chub club and could stand to loose a few. (Okay, maybe a lil more than just a few 😅) and my clothes mysteriously keep shrinking. Talking with your shrink for some advice/ meds etc is a good idea, they may have some tools, techniques etc to help you! Is there something you could do- like coloring in a coloring book, etc- that could help distract you when your battling some strong cravings? Also, I need one of these in my fridge....

Now I'm assuming they'll be flooded with applications for testers of adult incontinence products such as diapers.

During the day I've been wearing Rearz InControl Essentail Incontinence briefs.

Babypants explained it well. I'll just add on: your story, OP, is fanfiction so if readers aren't in that fandom, they might not be engaging with your story. But you are getting hits, so you do have readers who are enjoying your story. They're most likely guests though. If you're looking for more comments or feedback, you might try cross-posting on Archive Of Our Own. That site seems more geared toward fanfiction so you might find more readers there. Over here readers generally seem to have a preference for original fiction IMO.

I agree! It's nice to see steps being take to start erasing the stigma of adult diapers!

It's a conspiracy I tell ya!

You didn't gain weight, your clothes just shrunk! I have that problem too. I hear there's a trickster fairy who haunts closets and likes to shrink peoples' clothes! 😁

That's one way to put your diapers to the test! 😁

He looks like he's getting ready to say Bazinga! Now I wanna rewatch some of the early episodes! 😂

I'm not sure how well this would work out for Little For Big. I've only had samples of their diapers- specifically the Fantasy diapers. I've found them on Amazon and Wearing Clouds. They're nice but nothing to write home about IMO. Good diapers- not the best out there and not the worst. (Again just my opinion. Cute prints). Rearz had a huge backlash to the copyright thing. And marketing pink skull and bones diapers as raising cancer awareness? Anyone remember that one? I think there were a few other incidents as well? But they make a range of high quality diapers and I think that was their saving grace. Maybe enough backlash from the community would get Little For Big to back down? Pissing off the core customer base generally is not a good business tactic. 🤷‍♀️

Author's Note: It's been a while, much longer than I would've liked. I've had some things going on in my private life. Now I've finally gotten the free time and the mental and emotional space to start writing again! We've got a few updates left then this story comes to a close. ********************** “Are you sure the babies will be okay by themselves?” Sonja laid Reila down in a red and white baby bouncer then buckled the safety strap. “Of course, darling.” Emma Jean buckled Rachel into a green and white bouncer next to her. “We’ll be just down the hall in the dining room to eat. All the babies are safely buckled in; what mischief could they get up to? Besides, they’re not really alone. Someone’s always watching.” “Oh, like a baby monitor!” Emma Jean smiled at Sonja. “Something like that, yes.” Jill Froste put Jax’s blue booties with rattles sewn on the toes on his feet while he pouted up at his mom. He’d worked hard to get his booties off, then she goes and puts them right back on. The cool playroom air felt good on his bare toes. The thick booties held in body heat and made him too hot. Seven oversized baby bouncers were arranged around a play blanket and the plastic tea set JJ had arranged earlier. There was a bouncer for each baby: Reila, Rachel, Nicky, Jacky, Jax, Lynee, and Junior. JJ proudly sat by her tea set, ready and impatiently waiting to conduct her pretend tea party. Jacky was the only baby who looked happy to be there. Even usually smiling Nicky was resigned to a miserable fate. “You don’t have to play, Nicky. I can easily hold you while I eat like we usually do.” Azrael slid a finger inside his soggy pink diaper to check just how wet he was. “Your diaper can hold some more. I’ll let the milk work its way through your system in case you poop again.” Nicky scrunched his pert button nose as he felt her finger wriggling inside his diaper, squishing the wet padding and brushing over his wet soft skin. A thick layer of cream and powder protected his fragile skin from any rashes. “No. I’d rather stay here and keep an eye on things. JJ’s not so bad. She’s just. Um. Enthusiastic.” Az snorted and tried to adjust Nicky’s skirt but the bouncer’s safety harness kept his skirt bunched up so his enormous diaper was on prominent display. It didn’t bother Nicky a bit. Normally Az wouldn’t care, especially when he was in baby mode, but Rachel and Reila’s diapers were on display to humiliate them and Azrael wanted to make a subtle point that good babies got their diapers covered. Lynee groaned behind her pink pacifier. When Jill had changed her soaked, poopy diaper after nursing her, she had dressed her in a pink velvet dress that matched Jacky’s blue one. “Mommy! I wanna be a big girl! Not a baby!” Jill checked Jax’s freshly changed diaper, making him pout more. She looked up and smiled at her daughter. “Honey, you are my big girl. But you need some baby time, even if you won’t admit it. You regressed so quickly. If you didn’t need it, you would be like Jackie. She’s a mature girl. I can’t even remember the last time she wore a pullup or training panties.” JJ bounced on her knees, so excited and ready to play she felt like she was going to burst. “I’m ready for training panties! I’m gonna be a big girl like Jackie!” She wriggled and squirmed in place, knocking over a plate of plastic cookies in her eagerness to play with all the babies. She giggled and cleaned up. “We’ll see about that. Maybe if you behave yourself.” Jill muttered non-committedly as she checked on Junior. He pouted up at his mother. “I’m the oldest. ‘S not fair.” He and Jax wore matching blue infant onesies with long sleeves and white snowflake prints. Their feet were snuggly warm in blue booties with rattles on the toes. Padded white mittens covered their hands, rendering them completely helpless and infantile. Emma Jean tapped one of Jax’s mittens, smiling down at him. “Such a cute baby boy! Your wittle mittens will keep you cozy warm! And will prevent a repeat of last year. No naughty boys taking their diapees off this year!” “Of course they’re just babies and can’t help it. That’s why we have tools like the mittens to help them help themselves.” Jill smiled down at Junior. Rachel did her best to ignore everyone, sucking resentfully on her pacifier. Sonja playfully booped Reila on her snub nose. Reila floated in a dreamy haze of warm feelings. Induced by the breastmilk? By the close bond such feedings promoted? Both? She had no clue. She was only capable of drifting along in a cloud of contentment. She had whined a little in protest when Mommy laid her in the bouncer, but a shower of kisses soothed her. She barely paid attention to what went on around her. She was so happy just being in Mommy’s arms. Nothing else mattered. Pesky big girl thoughts disturbed her peace so she pushed them away. Why think when just feeling, just existing and basking in Mommy’s warmth felt so nice? Reila couldn’t remember ever feeling so peaceful, so at right with the world. All the horrible things done to her were just bad dreams left forgotten. “The babies are all set. Let’s go. Everyone probably started eating by now.” Emma Jean headed for the door. “Hopefully that means we missed Grandpa Winter’s speech.” Jill made a yuck face that sent Emma Jean into a fit of girlish giggles. Azrael rolled her eyes. “I like his speeches. They’re old fashioned, formal, and start the feast with a proper sense of gravitas.” “Since when do you care about propriety?” Jill raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “Since the rest of us don’t like listening to the old curmudgeon.” Emma Jean answered and pulled Jill down the hall before Azrael could reply and start bickering. “Have fun with the other babies Riley. Be a good girl. Mommy’s gonna eat while you play.” Sonja kissed Reila’s forehead. She looked at Azrael and realized she was all alone with her. Az grinned. Sonja dashed for the open door. “Wait for me!” She called out to Emma Jean and Jill. Azrael looked very pleased with herself. Nicky pouted up at her. “Az. Be good.” She kissed both of Nicky’s cheeks then Jacky’s and exited the room with a small, smug smile that left both babies nervous. Az either planned to be an absolute ass at dinner by egging Old Man Winter on, or she just enjoyed people fearing she would be an ass and they tiptoed around her on egg shells. Soon as all the mommies were gone, Rachel turned her glare on Reila. JJ pointed to Rachel and Reila in their red polka dot dresses with the short skirts and prominent diapers. “Twinsies! Big baby twinsies! With matching diapers!” She giggled to herself. Sonja leaving popped Reila’s happy bubble. Where did Mommy go? She wanted her back! Her lower lip wobbled. Before she could cry, Rachel laid into her. Only then was Reila aware of the glares sent her way. “You stupid bitch. Good job. I was counting on you to wise up and get me the fuck out of here. But no, you just had to screw it up. Way to go. Now you’re one of the babies. All you had to do was be nice to me in that awful stroller. Or be nice to the retarded gimp.” She jerked her head in Nicky’s direction. “Something so easy, so simple was too much for you. Fucking moron. I hate you.” The intense raw emotions thrown her way just when she was feeling sorrow and vulnerable after Mommy left her brought tears to Reila’s eyes. Normally she would defend herself and lash right back, giving as good or better than she got. But her anger, like her teeth, were gone. Oh, what had they done to her? Jax giggled, kicking his floppy feet to make his booties rattle. His fresh, dry diaper crinkled noisily and his bright blue eyes glittered with suppressed malice. “Oh, leave the toothless tard alone. Can’t you see she’s going full baby? She’s even letting go of her adult brain and her big girl thoughts. She’s turning into another JJ. Only stupider.” “Hey! I’m not stupid! You are! I’m a big girl! I can go potty! And you’re just a dumb poopy diaper baby!” JJ poked a finger at Jax’s nose then squealed and jerked her hand away when he tried to bite her. Lynne groaned around the big rubber nipple of her pacifier filling her mouth. “Oh, I hope not. One JJ is more than enough.” JJ grinned at Lynne, mistaking her words for a compliment. “Yes! Cuz I’m special!” Lynne snorted and sucked her pacifier while Junior laughed. Jacky stared at Rachel. “Rachie. It wasn’t Riley’s job to save you. You had your chance and blew it as bad as Riley blew hers. You both just have to accept your fates and learn to grow up.” Hazy thoughts and memories rushed back to Reila. Instead of a happy, cooing adult sized infant, she was once again an infantilized adult. But a longing for that state of happy haze filled her and overshadowed her horror and resentment. Did they fuck with her mind as well as her body? Why not? They fucked with Mommy’s mind. “Fak yoo!” The lack of teeth garbled her speech but she could almost sort of talk again! Elation filled her. Her words lacked their usual venom. Drool coated her chin, but who cared. She could talk! “It’s time to play! I wanna play! Mommy said you have to play with me!” JJ whined to everyone. “In a minute. We’re not done yet.” Jax glared at her. “No. Now!” “I’ll tell Mommy who peed in her favorite potted plant. Think she’ll let you stay in pullups?” Lynne threatened. “No!” JJ howled and kicked a foot before crossing her arms and pouting, fuming quietly to herself. “I think we’ve talked enough. Let’s have a tea party.” Nicky spoke up softly. JJ nodded vigorously. “Reila’s finally found some peace. Let’s leave her be.” Rachel turned her glare on Nicky. “You’re only saying that because you can grow up anytime you want. Being a baby is just fun for you. Why would anyone WANT to be a baby? This is why you’re such a fucking tard. Even as an adult, you still gotta shit in a diaper. Is that why you like playing baby so much? Because it lets you pretend you’re normal?” Hurt flashed in his eyes before Nicky lowered his long inky lashes and suckled quietly on his pacifier. Reila should have felt second hand glee at the sight. Here was a kindred spirit who could do what she hadn’t been able to do. Make Nicky cry. She didn’t like Nicky, and didn’t feel particularly bad for him. But at least he wasn’t mean to her like Jax was. Jacky’s bouncer was next to Nicky’s. He reached out and grabbed Nicky’s hand to give it a comforting squeeze. His pretty blue eyes stared in disappointment at Rachel. “You could grow up any time you want. We all can. We’re just not ready. But you’re too stupid to figure that out.” For a moment he sounded as nasty and vicious as Jax. “Now I never wanna hear you or Reila call my brother or my best friend a gimp, cripple, or tard ever again. No more nasty names. It hurts their feelings. No one likes it.” Rachel sneered at him. “What are you going to do? Tattletale? Make us big babies?” “No, you do that to yourself. Leave my baby brother alone.” Junior spoke up, voice flat and quiet. Rachel turned her sneer on him. “I’ll tell my twin. Jackie. And she’s best friends with Azrael.” Jacky wanted to stick his tongue out at Rachel but refrained. JJ did it for him. She didn’t like all this fighting, and she didn’t like anyone making fun of or messing with her family. She was allowed to pick on her siblings; that was different. Junior spoke up again. “Rachel. Reila. Do you want to know a secret? The truth no one is telling you?” “Junior, no!” Lynne looked horrified. “You’ll end up worse than Riley! You’ll lose more than just your teeth!” “Not posed ta tell!” JJ hollered, eyes bulging in shock. “It’s too soon!” Jacky stared at his eldest sibling. Jax stared from Junior to the Rachel and Reila. A slow, vicious smile spread across his face. “Junior is right. They should know. I wasn’t going to go there, but why not?” That smile as he focused on the girls was full of sweet poison. “I wanna know! Tell me! Please! I’m sorry for all the things I said!” Wild desperate hope bloomed in Rachel’s face, matching how Reila felt inside. Reila wriggled, frantic in her bouncer and making it sway with her urgent movements as her arms and legs flopped uselessly about like an infant unable to control them. Her diaper crinkled as she squirmed, too full of emotion to hold still as she silently pleaded for salvation with every fiber in her being. Rachel stared hard at Jax as her hungry pleas died down, replaced by skepticism. “This is another of your tricks. You’re lying. You put Junior up to this. I’m not falling for it.” She turned to Reila. “Don’t listen to them. Jax does shit like this all the time. He’s a manipulator. Worse than any Ruprecht. He’ll get your hopes up then break your heart. He’s sly. The stupid grownups never catch him. That rotten cunt Jackie lets him get away with it. She covers for him. So does Azrael.”

Then they're not doing it right. Some scientist out there surely can figure out how to parallel recycle. It's the challenge of the 22nd century! 🤡🤣

Wow, if some AB would've stumbled across that sale, cha-ching! They would've made quite a bargain. Lots of adult diapers. Damn that was quite a stash! Though I do give credit to the guy for not totally freaking out when he found out what the ABDL gear was. He could've said a lot worse than just calling us weirdos. Especially for a poor normie who stumbled into it and was slapped in the face and shocked with it. Ah, the very end! Haha! He is a good sport after all. 🤣

What about vertical recycling? Perpendicular? Parallel? 🤣

From my limited experience on AO3, while they do have original stories, they're more geared toward fanfiction? Or the fanfiction sections seem to be more popular? For the stories posted here, I can speak from an author's POV- as an author, I love comments and feedback, especially if the work is an inprogress piece because it lets me know what readers think, what parts or characters they enjoy, or what parts or characters they don't like. That helps me know as an author if I'm hitting my mark- is my story coming across as I intended it to, or do I need to rework some things in the piece?

That is cute! And much more convenient than having an actual adult-sized crib! (but an actual crib is awesome too). This is a very nice alternative. Turn an adult bed into a big baby bed and back again! 👍

Thwart the plumber! Protest the toilet and wear diapers!

I wonder if AI wrote this story and Nikki Main Science Reporter is a bot, not a human?