Having greatly enjoyed many of the stories others have shared here on the DD forum, I have decided to try contributing one of my own. It seems that we who are drawn to the abdl community vary widely in our interests and tastes when it comes to stories, so please read the following description of the story to follow:
This will be an Adult Baby story. Diapers will be used for #1 and #2. It will have strong sexual themes and content, of both a heterosexual and a bisexual nature. It will involve an unconventional (open) romantic relationship. It will not be focused on humiliation or punishment, nor will it involve much in the way of domination or discipline save the gently administered authority of the caregiver character(s). No actually underage characters appaear in any context.
I believe that sums up my caveat; if that didn’t put you off, read on. Please feel free to comment. This is most definitely a rough draft…
A Baby Brother For Daddy’s Little Girl
Janey shifted in her chair in the middle of the small over-heated classroom. For the past twenty minutes she had been so wrapped up in trying to understand the professor’s lecture, she had failed to notice her growing need to pee. It was unusual for her to wear her diapers in public, she was always a bit fearful of discovery. But as she knew no one in the class and it met in the evening, she had decided she would risk it and was wearing one now.
A barely perceptible private smile on her lips, she relaxed and felt a warm trickle begin between her legs, quickening into a hot golden stream. The stream rapidly became damp warmth spreading around her crotch and under her behind as her diaper did its job of soaking it all in. Janey always found that sensation arousing, and adding in the naughtiness of doing it right in the middle in a classroom full of people with no one the wiser made it that much more intense.
Gradually, Janey tuned back into the lecture, but found she had difficulty following the professor’s droning voice and curious logic and thus her mind began to wander. Her gaze wandered also, and she found herself studying various other students around the room. Close by her sat a man of around 30 with what could easily be described as a baby face and brown hair, cut in a style that somehow also looked boyish. He was also just a bit pudgy. Not fat, but with a little bit of belly and a general softness overall. “Baby fat” was the thought that rang in her mind.
What really caught her eye, though, was his clothes. He was dressed in a pair of Liberty brand demin overalls over a horizontally striped shirt, very much like people often dress toddlers. The infantile effect of it all was wonderfully complete, he was downright cute. Janey was almost jealous. Was this unintentional, or was she possibly looking at another adult baby? Thinking back on the previous two classes, she seemed to remember him dressed in a similar sort of toddler-chic. As she considered the question, the class came to an end.
All the students started gathering their belongings and standing up to leave. When the subject of her scrutiny stood up to leave, Janey spotted an unmistakable wet spot on the back of his overalls that followed the tell-tale line of a diaper leak around the leg gather on his left side. The denim was dark so it wasn’t that obvious, but it was definitely there. Janey giggled to herself, glad that hers had not leaked and happy for him that no one but her as yet seemed to notice it. He seemed in no particular hurry to vacate the classroom, perhaps he did not know. Should she tell him? An impish grin crossed her face.
Janey’s own attire that evening was also somewhat babyish, though more subtly so than she usually wore at home. She was dressed in a super simple green frock with a white sash in a bow at the back, with white tights and saddle shoes. She did have her hair in a single ponytail rather than her usual pigtails in a gesture of adulthood, but could not resist the addition of a white ribbon. It could not be denied that she looked every bit the little girl she liked to feel like, though she was in fact 32. That she was by nature a petite dirty blonde and only 5’4” tall only added to her babylike appearance.
She followed the apparent big baby boy out of the classroom and down to the parking lot.
“Excuse me, sir?” she called to him when she was sure no one could overhear.
The man paused in mid-stride and turned around.
“Y-yes? Are you talking to me?” he responded.
Since beginning the class the previous week, he had not as yet had the opportunity to get a good look at Janey, or really many of the other students. Marketing, the subject of the class, was not his favorite subject, and like Janey, he found the professor hard to follow. Now with his undivided attention focused on her, he was taken aback, both by Janey’s undeniable feminine charms and by the the overtly juvenile nature of her dress and manner. “Cute” did not begin to describe the vision before him, though it was the word that kept coming to mind.
“Hi! I’m Janey! Are you having as much fun in the class as I am?” Janey quipped sarcastically.
“Oh, surely,” he responded, rolling his eyes. “I’m Daniel, or Danny if you like. That old man couldn’t lecture his way out of a paper bag.”
“Tell me about it. Good to meet you, Danny!” said Janey. Then, with her heart pounding and a twinkle in her eye she added, “Looks like you had a little problem in there.”
Responding to his questioning glance, Janey pointed at the wet spot on his behind. Danny instantly went beet red. Before he could answer, however, Janey pulled up one edge of her dress, revealing her own bulky underwear.
“I’m sure glad my diaper held up!” Janey declared.
Danny was in a state of profound shock. Not only had he been busted wearing a diaper in public, a leaking one at that, but he had apparently just met a beautiful adult baby girl. What should he say? He stammered, looking for words, but all that came out was “um”s and “uh”s. Fully aware of his discomfiture and wanting to give him some time to think on it, Janey decided to retreat.
“Well, it was great meeting you Danny! See you in class on Thursday!”
“Yeah…um…see you Thursday…” was all Danny managed to mutter by way of a goodbye as Janey hurried to her car. Getting in and starting it up, she smiled at her own deviousness. That she had given Danny much to think about she was sure, but now as she turned toward home she was looking forward to telling her Daddy about Danny. Daddy would want to hear all about him. Far from being jealous of her interest in another man, Daddy would tease and encourage her. He enjoyed it when his little girl “socialized”, such things turned him on, but with another adult baby? That had possibilities. What would Danny think when she told him about Daddy? That WAS a question.
As she drove along through the darkness pondering these matters, another thought occurred to her, or rather a feeling. Her tummy was informing her that the wetness around her heinie was about to be joined by something more solid and stinky. This brought another smile to her lips. Another present for Daddy…