Sir Stinkypants

I use both cloth and disposable. I do not wear every day, but I sometimes go for extended periods in diapers. I like you was raised with cloth, but I most often choose disposables for simplicity and a sense of being a modern baby. But I do enjoy certain facets of the clothie experience, nostalgia and sensation, so I go that way sometimes. When I know I’m going to poop (my favorite diaper experience), I almost always choose disposable. When I am in clothies, though, my rule is “when in diapers, do as the diapered do.” I am AB, and a young child would not care what sort of swaddling he befouled. I need to poop, I poop... Clean-up is a real chore, which is of course one of the drawbacks of cloth, along with the yuckiness of handling poopy cloth and the difficulty of pinning one on oneself with sufficient tightness. A wet clothie is just a soak in the pail and a wring; many times I run the washer’s rinse cycle before washing. A stinky one goes as follows: Dump out solids in the toilet (if any), rinse off in tub, fill bucket with diaper in it, dump and refill, soak, wash. Time consuming, nasty, and uses a lot of water, but diapers do get clean... All that water makes the environmental advantage of cloth a bit questionable...

I’m afraid I do not know. I have not tried Betterdry, and, with a 34” waist, I wear medium in just about everything. Check out ABU’s website, look for the colored letter blocks at the bottom of the product page. Be aware that their current batch of diapers are running small, they have a warning about it...

Over 5 years ago, our friends at Abuniverse discontinued one of the most fun lines of ABDL diapers ever, “Cloth Backed Cushies”. Featuring the all-over print of stars and sailboats of their normal plastic “Cushies” line, they were cloth backed and had 2 large hook-and-loop tapes. They were the closest thing I’ve ever seen to the modern generation of baby disposables, and I was seriously bummed when they stopped selling them. It is my pleasure to announce that they are back! At least a modernized more absorbent version is, I can’t wait to try them!

What to my wondering eyes should appear?! It seems that the good folks at ABU have finally, after over 5 years, (drumroll please!) brought out a new version of Cloth Backed Cushies! The only modern-style baby-like disposable I ever saw is back! Cloth back, 2 tape hook-and-loop... I can’t wait to get some and give ‘em a try!

Welcome, @JadedABDL! My story is similar to yours, DL to AB. For myself, I think it was a matter of coming to better understand the nature of these feelings. You will find as you peruse the site that there are many different flavors and perspectives here, keeps things interesting... Lots of fun people to meet, ideas to explore. Make yourself at home!

Chapter XXXV: New Morning, New Day Danny’s eyes fluttered open, the curtain-muted sunlight telling him that morning had come. Janey’s warm body snuggled up next to him under the covers and his own new snuggly sleeper conspired to create a feeling of such divine comfort that he lay there enjoying it for several minutes, unable or at least unwilling to move. It took him that long just to realize he was still rhythmically sucking on his pacifier from the night before, and he was pretty sure he had never kept it in his mouth all night before. He wondered at this; it now felt strangely like a part of him, his baby self at least, and he felt himself descending ever more deeply into that role. It certainly was a part of the profound sense of comfort he was feeling now, and despite wondering about it he had no desire to take it out. Indeed, the passing thought of losing its comforting presence in his mouth triggered pangs of anxiety. As he slowly became more conscious, the reason for his waking became clear, as a familiar pressure in his bladder made itself known. The adult, potty-trained part of him groaned in his head, of the need to get up and use the bathroom, and, as many times before on his own, he had to remind himself of his diapered state. Another inner voice chimed in, that of years of having to be his own caregiver, warning him that the padding beneath him was well-used and soggy, making a bed leak quite likely if he just let go as he longed to. Until now the wetness around his crotch and under his behind had either gone unnoticed or, more likely, had been its own part of his general feeling of comfort. To baby Danny, being wet felt like the natural state of affairs, he was wet more of the time than he was dry while in diapers, and the sensation was a consistent unconscious reminder of his regressed state. For the first time in his life, though, he had an answer to this second inner voice; as things were now this was not his problem. He was a baby, he needed to pee, the correct response to this need was simply to pee. Period. Wherever or however he was at that moment. He could hear the crinkle of mattress protection beneath him, but again, though this was a comforting precaution, if he made amess in the bed it was not his problem. This was a freedom he had never known, and the feeling of little-ness and dependency was amazing. As he felt the warm trickle begin around his balls, rapidly quickening into a healthy flow, he wondered if a time would ever truly come when all of these inner voices would be silent and a need to pee would proceed directly to a wet heinie. What a luxury that would be! Bladder empty and more awake now, he stretched languidly, unable to resist the temptation to check for wet sheets beneath him. Old habits die hard he supposed, but it seemed like he had dodged the bullet and his diaper had contained the flood despite its previous use. These really were amazing diapers, and he found himself once more feeling grateful that he was being diapered so well. Like a real toddler, he was really excited about what the day would bring, a feeling he had not experienced since he knew not when. Stretching again, he started looking around him in the room. Janey was still a warm presence cuddled up next to him, and he took a moment to admire her sleeping face. She really was adorable in repose, her binky firmly clenched in her mouth and twitching every so often as she nibbled on it in her sleep. Raising his head slightly, he saw that Daddy’s place on the other side of her was empty, and he noticed now that there were subtle sounds coming from elsewhere in the house. He thought he detected the faint smell of coffee. The clock on Daddy’s nightstand said that it was just after 9, he could not remember the last time he had slept so late. Thinking about Daddy brought to mind the midnight blowjob he had witnessed, and he felt his soggy diaper becoming tighter in response to this memory. That was indeed a naughty thing to wake up to, and while he had felt jealous for being left out at the time, he strangely did not actually feel hard done by. He had after all gotten off with Janey twice that evening to Daddy’s once; that Daddy might have had some lingering tension that needed release was entirely understandable. It had also seemed that, as the caregiver in this little family, Daddy now controlled access to his manhood through being the one to manage his diapers; a kind of infantile chastity belt. He had not previously considered this dynamic, to have someone else in control of that, let alone a man, but it seemed somehow fitting… and quite naughty, actually. Being wrapped up in his diaper helpless while Daddy got his from Janey in front of him had been terribly arousing in a be-littling sort of way, put him in his place as it were. It had been frustrating surely, but also extremely erotic, and he wondered with more than a little anticipation about what other such frustrations his new life might have in store. He could feel his engorged cock tenting out the swollen padding at the front of his diaper, stretching the leg gathers away from his legs. Why was being denied pleasure so arousing? And, as long as his sexual needs were looked after eventually, did he really mind? Now there was a question! Another, possibly better question came to him then, driving him to even greater arousal; had he been jealous of Daddy for receiving Janey’s oral attention, or of Janey for being the one to give Daddy such attention? Very possibly both, he admitted to himself after a moment’s thought, remembering the flavor of Daddy’s semen on Janey’s lips. What if Daddy had him service him that way, then sent him off to play, his own needs unmet until he needed a diaper change? Why was this such a powerfully erotic thought? Was it not likely that Daddy, having just done his business in his little boy’s mouth, would be inclined to wait until his own sexual energies rebounded before attending to his little boy’s needs? This was simply how male sexuality worked, was it not that way for Janey when she serviced him that way, as she had last night? True, she might desire some attention of her own after witnessing such a thing, but it was Daddy who had control ultimately, their domme as it were. Undoubtedly he would prefer to be able to enjoy whatever happened between them, making a certain amount of delayed gratification inevitable, for both of them. Again, why was this concept so arousing?! He felt like his ‘dingy’ was about to tear his diaper off! Just then, he felt Janey stir next to him, stretching and yawning around her pacifier without losing it from her mouth. Had he known it, she too re-warmed her diaper with a fresh stream of pee, though without the interference of such inner voices as he had dealt with. In her dawning wakefulness, she rolled over to him, wrapping her arms around him and running her hands over the soft flannel of his sleeper. Quickly discovering the pronounced bulge at the front of his swollen diaper, she giggled naughtily, her binky falling from her lips. “Sump’in on yo mind, siwwy?” she asked, still giggling. “Wanna shawe? “Well, I…,” he started, blushing. He paused to remove his binky that he had forgotten about before continuing. “It’s... well… it’s kinda complicated… I was thinking about you… and Daddy… you know, last night…” “Mmm…,” she responded thoughtfully, giggling a little more. “Did Danny wike that? Daddy sure did! Janey wa’ ‘fraid Danny’d be jeawous…” “Well… I was jealous, a little, but…,” replied Danny, trailing off in search of words. “But…?” queried Janey, concerned, though noting that Danny was aroused rather than upset. As they talked her hand was rhythmically rubbing the bulge at his crotch through the sleeper material and soggy padding. “But… well… I liked it anyway?” he ventured, unsure how to explain. “It got me thinking, this morning anyway, that Daddy changing my diapers… it kinda puts him in control of my... my dingy…” “Mmm…,” said Janey again, digesting his words. “And you…you wike Daddy controllin’ dat? Dis ding-y seem pwetty happy…” “Well, I…,” he replied, blushing even more. “I… I guess I never thought about how…you know… how much of a turn-on waiting can be… Being made to wait, that is…” Janey giggled knowingly, reaching over to kiss his cheek. “Janey know!” she whispered directly in his ear. “How you think Janey feew, when she take spermies in he’ mouf, wike wast night? A’ways no ‘tention tiw w’ater… O wight now… dis bi’ ding-y’d feew weal good in he’ ki’ty-cat, but cwothesies an’ diapies in da way…” “Well… I guess we could be naughty,” Danny replied. “We know how to undress each other…but…” “…but mo’ fun wait fo’ Daddy do it!” declared Janey, laughing. “He be dis’pointed, too, i’ we pway wi’out him. He wou’n’t be mad weawwy, bu’ wou’ Danny wan’ dis’point Daddy?” “N-no!” replied Danny quickly and with unexpected vehemence, only realizing just how much he didn’t as he was saying it. “Den, come on, siwwy!” Janey declared, throwing back the covers and giving him a big hug. “Wets go see wha’ Daddy doing!” His erection still going strong, Danny swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, turning to offer Janey a hand up after him. He could not help but pause to admire her in her fairy-adorned baby garb once more; so heartbreakingly cute and yet so figure-huggingly sexy at the same time. Her diaper was notably bulkier than it had been when he had seen in this get-up the previous night, and it was hanging lower, partially supported by the crotch of the sleeper. He noticed her admiring him in his new duds as well, which made him self-conscious, but he found himself admiring his own cute garment again as well. She unexpectedly gave him a big hug, and then, taking his hand, led him into the en suite bathroom. This initially confused him until she closed the door, revealing a long mirror on the back of it. “See? Wook how cute widdle Danny is!” she declared, giggling. On the verge of protesting, of insisting that she was most decidedly the cute one, he was shocked into silence by the vision that was his own reflection. There in the mirror was indeed a big baby! His pudgy body, upholstered as it was in form fitting flannel and sporting the readily visible swollen diaper around his crotch, was truly an amazing infantile approximation! Even his short, home buzz-cut hair played into the illusion. He had not been prepared for such a vision, and stood staring for a long moment. Slowly, he moved this way and that to see himself from different angles, utterly flabbergasted. Was this what Janey and Daddy had meant, when each had admired his baby-like cuteness? Watching his reaction in the mirror, Janey giggled, then reached over and grabbed his pacifier, guiding it into his mouth to complete the effect. After letting him admire the illusion for few moments longer, she stood on her tip-toes and kissed his cheek, after which took his hand once more and opened the door. Slipping in her own binky, she led him through the bedroom and down the hall into the living room. As they walked, Danny noticed that his erection had mostly faded, but another sensation in his lower body made itself known; a certain familiar tightness and pressure in his abdomen. He was late for his morning bowel movement, and the combination of gravity and motion was having its usual effect on the situation…

The best part of baby time! I love to make a stinky, and to be a stinky boy awhile. Feels comforting to little me and naughty to big me...

Pandemonium

...when DD becomes a paysite, or shuts down due to lack of member generosity. How’s about a few sheckles for Mikey’s tip jar, folks?

Ah, complexities! Not always a good thing, but in this case...

I have tried to catch up with Chris also. Phone # is no good, and he has not been on since May. I am in RVA, and I wish you excellent fortune in finding others here in the Old Dominion. Hit me up if you’d like to meet up sometime

Greetings friends! Happy belated Thanksgiving, and profuse apologies for taking so long getting another chapter up. Time to write has been difficult to come by, but maybe it will please some that this one is so long? It probably should be two chapters. Possibly when and if I ever re-edit this I will reformat the chapters... Without further ado... Chapter XXXIV: Beddy-Bye Time The festivities having come to a close, Janey languidly swung her leg over Danny’s face, dismounting herself from his body. Crawling toward Daddy so that she too might lie back on the bear “pillow” for diapering, she paused next to Daddy and gave him a deep French kiss. The taste of Danny’s semen was still strong on her tongue, and Daddy savored that as much as he did the affection and sensuality of the kiss itself. Giving her a naughty grin on her withdrawal, he offered her a hand to ease her down onto her back beside Danny. It was still a strange feeling for Danny to watch them interact this way, though it felt very different than it had such a short time before. No longer was it threatening, but rather vicariously pleasing; he felt like a part of their shared pleasure, their family as it were, and he found himself oddly happy for each of them in that moment. Janey, having settled in next to him, turned to him and smiled, giggling. He too smiled, reaching out to grasp her nearest breast in a gesture that was more infantile snuggling than it was sexual. Janey giggled as he enjoyed the softness, snuggling up to him in turn. Seeing the two of them laying there together playing while awaiting new diapers brought the situation home to Daddy; he now had the second baby he had fantasized about, and the two together were a sight to behold. The sexual side had been amazing, now came the work of babying for two. Was he really up to the challenge? Time to find out! Still kneeling on the blanket between Danny’s spread legs where he had been since the games began, he pulled out a wipe from the plastic tub and gently wiped the remaining sexual fluids from his new baby boy’s intimate region. He was not tentative or awkward about touching him has he had been before; his actions were direct and matter-of-fact, as they would have been were he changing an actual toddler. Danny merely lay there next to Janey on the big teddy watching him, reflecting on how far things had progressed in so short a time. He felt for Daddy something very much like the closeness of a lover for, though they had not made love per se, they had both been participants in a common sexual adventure. He also felt a profound appreciation of being treated exactly as he had always wanted to be: like a baby. The parts Daddy was cleaning were somewhat tender from the recent double shot of sexual activity, but he was being gentle enough; evidently he knew how that felt. Reaching up and feeling around on the big bear beside his head, he relocated his binky and slipped it back in his mouth. He had been missing it, and he felt a wave of comfort wash over him. It was amazing to him the new significance that particular infantile prop was taking on, and besides, what was more appropriate than sucking on a binky while Daddy got his heinie squared away? Idly, his eyes wandered back to the long forgotten cartoon still playing on the TV screen, and before he knew it he was lost in the exploits of the colorful characters. It came as a genuine surprise a moment later when Daddy started lifting his legs again, still a bit awkwardly, to finally remove his saturated diaper. He crunched his body in an attempt to assist him, before having his butt set back down. His rest on the damp blanket was only momentary; before he knew it Daddy was lifting him up again to slide the new one beneath him. He attempted to assist again, slowly getting the hang of this ritual as he became more comfortable with it. Glancing over at Janey while Daddy fished out the powder, he saw that she too was lost in the animated mayhem on the screen. Spying her pacifier on the blanket beside her hip, he reached for it and slipped it in her mouth. She accepted it without looking away from the cartoon; now she was a pro at playing a baby! Daddy’s hands were quickly and expertly massaging the powder into his skin from his butt to his balls to his resting member to his lower abdomen, and, for the first time in his life, this was both a comfort and yet did not really seem a matter for his concern. All his hesitancy at having Daddy touch him was seemingly gone, it just felt good to have him there doing what needed to be done. Before he knew it, he was doing up the tapes, and then, suddenly and without warning, he leaned forward to plant a raspberry on his ample tummy. This was unexpected, but also very much in keeping with the parts they were playing. It was also quite intimate, as was the silly smile Daddy flashed him on his way back up onto his knees. Scooching over to a similar position between Janey’s spread legs, Daddy proceeded to clean the remaining love juices off of her nether region, though he noted that Danny’s recent oral attention had been fairly thorough. Both babies continued their rapt attention to the cartoon as he made quick work of wiping and powdering, Janey’s attention barely affected by his lifting of her behind to insert her new diaper. He reflected as he taped her up on just how late it was getting; that it was approaching bedtime for all of them, and so, rather than putting Janey’s dress back on, he gathered it up and left the two alone in the room for a few moments, returning presently with a folded garment that turned out to be a footie sleeper, a different than the one she had worn at Danny’s the previous night. This one was lavender and made of some sort of stretchy cotton, and it featured little fairies with wings in various poses. It was quite adorable, and, when it was snapped onto her a few moments later, it was even moreso. The stretchy fabric hugged her curves quite stunningly, and emphasized the bulge around her crotch that was her diaper. He was in awe, but also more than a little jealous. “It’ll be beddy-byes soon…,” Commented Daddy, responding to Danny’s look. “Does Danny have any jammies with him?”. “Well, no…,” Danny said sheepishly, pulling out his pacifier. “I didn’t know I’d be staying, and… well… I don’t have any as cute as those” “Hmm…,” Said Daddy with a smile flickering on his face. “Maybe we can do something about that. Can I interrupt your cartoons for a moment and ask you follow me?” Daddy offered him a hand up. Wordlessly, Danny re-inserted his binky and, with Daddy’s help, struggled to his feet. He had gotten comfortable over the last hour laying there, and it was a bit troublesome to motivate. In just his shirt and diaper, he allowed Daddy to lead him by the hand down the hall toward the bedrooms, aware of the waddle the tightly applied thick diaper lent to his normal stride. Here he was, he reflected, diaper in full view of two people who were strangers less than two days ago. While before that time, he would have been mortified to be seen in such attire by anyone, now he wasn’t embarrassed at all, only a little nervous at the newness of it all. Janey glanced up at Daddy and at Danny as they were walking away, curious, but elected to remain laying there watching cartoons and sucking on her binky. She was tired from all the fun earlier, and was getting sleepy. Besides, shouldn’t the boys get to know each other better? They certainly were cute together, and her naughty mind thoroughly enjoyed her fully clothed Daddy leading the toddler-clad Danny out of sight. Continuing down the hallway, Daddy stopped at a closed door beside the one for the nursery. Opening it and flipping on the overhead light revealed another bedroom, this one full of shelves stacked with boxes, large and small. Letting go of Danny’s hand, he started searching around until he located a certain box and pulled it down “I don’t know if Janey told you,” said Daddy to Danny’s questioning look, “…but I make my living selling things online. I buy cases and sometimes larger lots of all sorts of things, often from China or elsewhere in Asia, and sell them here. That sometimes includes certain adult baby items…” With that, he opened the box and started rummaging around, glancing at Danny appraisingly, apparently sizing him up. Satisfied, he pulled one of the plastic wrapped packages out and opened it, pulling out a folded clothing item that unfolded into a sleeper very similar to Janey’s. It was, however, considerably larger and was of a light flannel rather than stretchy cotton. It featured a zipper rather than snaps, that went all the way down to one knee. It was predominantly a middling blue in color, and was adorned with little teddy bears, some in Victorian-style night caps and some in little beds. It even had the added detail of hardened rubbery soles for the feet. He held it up next to Danny, and seemed satisfied with the length. “Determining size for these can be a problem, but I think we’ve got a winner,” said Daddy with a smile, unzipping the garment and draping it over his shoulder. “As they are generally an online-only kind of item, you rarely get a chance to see one before you’ve bought it.” Boldly, he stepped toward Danny so that he was directly face to face with him, his face mere inches from his binky. Their eyes locked, and Danny could feel Daddy’s breath on his face. This blatant violation of his personal space felt strange, but he realized quickly that he had no objection and made none. This sort of intimacy with another man, though not overtly sexual, was nonetheless taking some getting used to; the more curious thing was how natural it felt. After a moment’s pause, he felt his pacifier’s tether being unclipped from the collar, leaving the clasp to dangle free, and the top buttons on his shirt being unbuttoned. He then felt Daddy’s hands grasp the hem at the bottom of his shirt and start pulling it upward, over his rounded belly. “Arms up!” said Daddy cheerfully. Having someone else dress and undress him was a new experience for Danny, at least as an adult, and it took him a moment to catch on. An awkward pause later he complied, raising his arms so Daddy could pull his shirt off over his head. Dropping the shirt aside on the floor, he pulled the sleeper off of his shoulder. Danny was now naked but for his diaper, and Daddy could not help but marvel at how much like a little boy he looked. ‘Baby fat’ indeed! Carefully and with much obvious practice, he bunched up the legs of the sleeper down on top of the feet and set it on the floor. With one hand he guided one of Danny’s feet down into one of the feet, and then the other into the other. He then pulled the legs up his legs, after which he guided one arm and then the other into the arms and zipped him up. As a final detail, he refastened to tether of his binky to the sleeper’s collar. Danny looked down at himself in his new garb, a sense of wonder filling him. He had never looked or felt more like a real baby! Maybe clothes did make the man, or in this case the boy! “That’s a pretty good fit!” said Daddy, chuckling at his reaction. “You are cute as a button!” “Thank you, D…,” he replied, garbled by his binky and blushing. Taking it out, he continued, “I… I… I know you introduced yourself as David, but… I…” “Doesn’t quite seem appropriate now, does it?” said Daddy, chuckling. “Little boys don’t usually call grown-ups by their first names, do they? Also, I hope you’re starting to feel like a member of our little family now. An incestuous family, it’s true, at least hypothetically, but family nonetheless. Tell you what, if you really want to, you can call me ‘David’, but I’d be happier if you called me ‘Daddy.’ Or maybe ‘Uncle Dave’, if you’d prefer to be a cousin?” Danny avoided his eyes, looking at the floor, and blushed even harder. “’Daddy ’,” he said at length. “I like ‘Daddy’. Thank you for the jammies, Daddy.” “You’re very welcome, Danny!” said Daddy, beaming. “I’m glad we cleared that up! Now, why don’t you show your new jammies to your sister? I bet she gets a kick out of them!” Replacing his binky in his mouth, Danny pondered his new ‘family’ as he and Daddy made their way back out into the living room. He was more than a little honored by the invitation, and excited to see what other wonders his new status might entail. Not least he was still marveling over the wonderful and oh so infantile new clothing he was wearing. He had never looked or felt so small, and he kept glancing at the sleepy little bears all over him, savoring the abject cuteness of it all. He also pondered the reality that, for the first time ever since realizing his adult baby tendencies, he was truly free in the same way an actual baby was free; he could pee or poop whenever the need arose, and the state of his diaper, or even lack thereof, was none of his concern. Not only could he use his diapers, but he was expected to; there was even a rule about it, and they would actually be disappointed if he did not! It was mindblowing, but also comforting in a way he had never imagined. A golden stream of warm pee was flowing freely around his crotch before he even made it into the living room, pooling under his balls before sinking into the thirsty padding. As pleasant a sensation as it always was, it was infinitely morseo now that it truly was not his problem! “Oooh!” declared Janey in binky garbled baby-talk, beaming broadly from behind the face shield when she spied him in his new sleeper. “Danny a cutie-pie!” Danny blushed at the praise, feeling every inch the ‘cutie pie’ in his new outfit, and always flattered by her attention. He was still a bit incredulous at her admiration of his chubbiness, and Daddy’s as well, but their actions had certainly bared them out. On reflection, he was feeling pretty good about himself overall; here he was, completely babified as never before, with both a fellow baby to play with and a daddy to look after them both. His big boy needs had been met as they had rarely ever been, twice. And he was looking forward to spending the night, with the implied promise of more naughty adventures the following day. Life was looking pretty good just now, he thought to himself as he settled on a dry portion of the blanket on the other side of Janey. Giggling again, Janey rolled over and wrapped him in a whole body hug, pulling out her binky for a moment and planting a big wet kiss on his cheek. There they were, snuggling on the blanket with their heads on the giant teddy, sleepy bears and fairy wings entwined together. Could life get any better? Daddy, standing across the room watching them, didn’t think so; at least, he could not picture it getting much cuter! “Alright, kids!” he said, surpressing a chuckle and killing the TV. “Time for beddy-byes!” Janey whimpered around her binky, reaching for Daddy’s hand for help in getting up. Daddy obliged her, offering Danny a hand up in turn. He couldn’t help but smile at his new little boy; he was just too cute like this, and was seemingly taking to his role in their little family a little more all the time. True, as yet he still talked like a grown-up, but all things in time. Often he was silent, and spoke only in nods, whimpers, and facial expressions, like a shy little boy, and he found this both extremely cute and charmingly in-character. Even Janey talked like a big girl sometimes, it was inevitable if more sophisticated subjects were to be discussed, but maybe she could coach him in letting that go at other times? Maybe practice would make perfect… These were his thoughts as he guided his ‘children’ to the bedroom, with the added mental note of a need to do some online shopping in the morning. His devious mind could already see some additional purchases that would be necessary for Danny, as well as some other things that would make looking after the two of them easier. Danny was indeed sleepy as they entered the master suite, but his groggy mind did wonder a little as they passed the door of the baby room. He had spied the crib there earlier and had wondered if that were their destination, but now, seeing the king size bed in the master suite, he understood. The crib in the other room would have been quite cozy for both he and Janey, while this offered ample room for all three of them. It also pleased him that he would be sleeping with both of them, a lovely acknowledgement of the package deal they represented. Daddy had been so magnanimous thus far, he would feel bad if he were left to sleep alone; he certainly did not wish to sleep alone himself! “Don’t worry,” said Daddy cheerfully in his direction, seeing his glances at the baby room door on the way by and divining his thoughts. “There will be plenty of times when it will be just you and Janey, but…well, I may have to arrange a bigger crib if she’s to have company in there. She usually sleeps in here with me at night, anyway, that is usually only for nap times…” Crossing the bedroom, he led the pair into the en suite bathroom, switching on the light. “I sometimes do brush Janey’s teeth for her like a toddler,…” he patiently explained to Danny. “…but I often let Janey do it for herself for expediency’s sake. I thought that you two could do things that way while I deal with that blanket in the living room. Somebody peed on it, you see…” Danny blushed as Daddy handed him a new toothbrush, indicating the toothpaste in the cup on the counter. “Umm…” stammered Danny, pulling out his binky as Daddy was turning to leave. “I…there’s a bag in my truck…I…” “Something in it you want?” Daddy responded, smiling. “Well, if you’ll lend me your keys… I don’t suppose you want to go out there like that… Actually, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t!” “Well… they’re in my shorts,” Danny replied sheepishly. “The bag… it’s in the passenger seat…” “Gotcha, buddy!” he responded cheerfully. “One bag coming up! Now get those toofers clean, you two!” The two ‘babies’ got about the business of oral hygiene while Daddy returned to the living room. Gathering up the soggy blanket and his ‘children’s’ cast off clothing, he took them into the laundry room and started the washer. Quickly, he emptied the pockets of Danny’s shorts, locating his keys as well as his wallet and a few miscellaneous items. He then deposited them into the washer along with his shirt, the blanket, and Janey’s dress, and added the detergent. He then stepped out the front door and walked down the path to the driveway. He enjoyed the boyishness of Danny’s transportation, with its oversized tires, as well as a roll bar and brush-guard with extra lights. It was just the sort of thing one might give a toddler as a toy, but the adult, functional version. He quickly opened the door and located the bag. He chuckled to himself when he felt it, light and squishy. He had wondered if what Danny wanted was perhaps a cherished stuffed animal, here it was all but confirmed. He was still a touch too polite to check for sure, and of course he was about to see anyway, but there was something terribly cute and little-boyish about being put to this trouble over a stuffed toy. Back in the house, he trotted back into the laundry room to add his pee-soaked trousers to the load of laundry. Grabbing a handy pair of clean sweatpants, he walked back out into the living room to find the diaper bag, grabbing a couple of wipes to clean off his leg before putting on the clean clothes. The thought that this was unlikely to be the last time he had Danny’s pee on him made him smile a little, and prompted a subtle but visible response from his naked cock. He really was the cutest thing ever, he wanted to go give him a great big hug. His erection intensified as he further pondered what it would be like, if and when Danny was ready for such thing, to cuddle with him in a somewhat more big boy manner. To ‘take his temperature’ on the changing table, like he did with Janey from time to time? Perhaps to bend him over the couch arm and pull his diaper down over his hips? Naughty, naughty. He chastised himself as he pulled up his pants, having to stretch the waistband over his growing manhood. As he had told Danny earlier in the evening, he was happy with things as they were; better than happy, their play earlier had been arousing and pleasing to an unprecedented degree. He was eager to witness Danny and Janey again… and again, and again… But, being honest with himself, the thought of taking his pleasure of that charmingly shy ‘little’ boy directly made his blood boil… not necessarily more than sharing Janey with him, but certainly as much. It would be a very pleasing icing on that cake… Little did he know that similar curiosities had been banging around Danny’s head while he was brushing his teeth in his absence. Janey’s presence beside him at the double bowl vanity inspired a certain level of excitement, too, of course, but now that he had played with them and felt so close to both of them, the thought of something more direct with daddy was more real to him… and more enticing… These feelings were unexpected; while he had had fantasies involving other men, the experience of feeling so close to someone who had directly expressed that sort of interest in him was new. Moreover, Daddy knew he was new to such things and had already shown a degree of patience and understanding that he found comforting and then some. He still had his apprehensions, of course, but the idea was growing on him… fast… “Whatcha thinkin’?” queried Janey, seeing him blushing as she finished rinsing out her mouth. “Well, I…” he stammered, his blush intensifying. “I… I… I like Daddy…” “I wike daddy, too!” she replied, giggling. “Do dat mean he yo daddy, too, now?” “Yeah,” he said sheepishly. “We… we talked about it…” “Yay!” she said exuberantly, enveloping him in a big hug. “Janey al’ays wan’ a brotha!” “Well, I…” he responded, face even redder. “I… I… what if… I mean… what if he… and I… umm… I mean… you talked about…” Janey giggled again, beginning to comprehend. “Wha’ if wha’, siwwy?” she said, smiling impishly. “Wha’ if Daddy wan’ pu’ hi’ ding-y in Danny’ heinie?” “Well, umm… I…,” stammered Danny, shocked that his thoughts were so transparent. “I… well… yeah, stuff like that…” “Weww, i’ feew good when he take Janey’ temp’a’ture,” she said, giggling more. “He goo’ at it!” Danny paused for a moment, digesting her response. The mental image of Daddy taking her anally was intensely arousing, but in this moment it was doing battle with the even more arousing and forbidden image of receiving that same kind of attention himself. His face was now truly four-alarm red. “Yeah, but…,” he replied, searching for words. “Janey would still wanna play with Danny?” “Janey al’ays wan’ pway wi’ Danny!” she responded, giggling again despite being aware that she was reassuring him of something that was to him a serious fear. “An’ Janey wan’ see!” “You want to see?” he repeated, incredulous. “Really?” “See Daddy an’ Danny pway?” she inquired playfully, then switched to her adult voice. “Absolutely! And no, silly, it would not make you less of a man to me, even though, as you know, I prefer you as a boy anyway. Maybe, just maybe, it would make you feel more like a boy… Be-littled, so to speak?” “Well, I…,” he responded inarticulately, digesting yet more new ideas and a little shocked to hear Janey speak as an adult for the first time since his arrival that evening. “Maybe it would… I…I’m still not sure I want to…you know…but I…well…” “Don’ wowwy, siwwy!” she said smiling, back in baby-talk. “It ouw sec’et! Tho janey pwe’ty sure Daddy know…” “Really? You think he knows?” replied Danny, real anxiety in his voice. “Danny know Daddy thinkin’ bout it, too, he tol’ Danny a’ dinna…,” she responded carefully. “But don’ wowwy, he wet Danny teww him whe’ he wan’ pway… if he wan’ pway. C’mon, siwwy!” With that, she reached for his hand and led him out into the bedroom. Climbing into the bed, she pulled him in after her, placing herself in the middle and him on one side. Judging from the items on the night stand, this was her usual side, and she was leaving Daddy his normal place on the far side. She grabbed her own binky dangling form her sleeper’s collar and slipped it into her mouth, then reached over and fed him his. Arranging the covers, they snuggled for a few minutes until they heard the sounds of Daddy approaching. A moment later, he arrived, carrying Danny’s backpack. “Look at you two, all comfy!” said Daddy, beaming. “I assume there’s something in here you wanted Danny? Or maybe someone?” Danny nodded up at him as he set the bag down on the bed. Instead of reaching for the bag himself, he reached toward it from his position lying down, futilely reaching for the main zipper. Daddy took this as a charmingly toddlerish request for him to open it, which he did, revealing Danny’s much loved teddy bear. He pulled the large bear out and admired it for a moment, noting that it must have required much stuffing and folding to fit it the bag. “A handsome fellow!” he said, chuckling. “Does he have a name?” “Mistah cuddahs,” came Danny’s reply, tickling Daddy with his pacifier garbled words. “’Mister Cuddles,’ is it?” he said, chuckling. “Welcome to the family, Mr. Cuddles!” He gave the bear a kiss on the cheek before handing it to Danny. Carefully, he tucked his two babies in under the covers, and then gave each a kiss on the cheek also. This was another strange experience for Danny, but, like the dressing, it felt very comfortingly parental. “Daddy’s going to brush his teeth and take a shower, kids,” He said with mock gravity. “You guys head on to dream-land, Daddy will join you shortly. Goodnight!” With that, he went over and switched off the lights, and headed into the bathroom. He did not close the door after him, and about a minute later the distinct sound of a tinkling water could clearly be heard. It was a substantial piss, and Janey and Danny both giggled. “Eve’ big boys ga pee sometime!” whispered Janey, still giggling “Do you ever, you know…?” Danny asked after a moment. “Wha’, pway potty-mouth?” replied Janey, giggling again. “So’times… onwy fair…” With that charming vision, Danny succumbed to the comfy warmth and the sound of running water, sleep taking him. In the middle of the night, he awoke needing to pee, and, as he felt the comforting warmth flow around his balls to soak in beneath his behind, he became aware that Janey was no longer next to him and there was a vibration of rhythmic movement coming through the mattress. In the subtle light of a nightlight, he saw a large lump in the covers in the region of Daddy’s legs. He could hear Daddy breathing, far too rapidly for sleep, the odd inarticulate vocalization escaping him. For a minute or two the vibrations continued until, with a louder grunt from Daddy, they suddenly ceased. Though muffled by the covers, the sound of two distinct gulps could be heard. A moment later, a greater disturbance of the mattress occurred and Janey reappeared next to him. His ample manhood wide awake in it’s soggy confines, he reached up and caressed her face knowingly. He could not see her blush in the dark, but he could feel her elevated heartbeat through her skin. “It jus’ a dweam, siwwy…” she whispered, turning towards him. She then leaned in and kissed him, her mouth tasting strongly of Daddy’s semen. Yes it was a dream, he decided as sleep crept up on him once more. A dream from which he never wanted to awaken… Please Please PLEASE consider donating to Daily Diapers! Advertising does not cover all operating expenses, and keeping this a non-pay site makes it more inclusive to many more people. 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https://www.baby-pants.com/jammies.php There are a couple of different prints, mine are the “blue duckies” pattern. I am 6’2” tall and 180lbs, and a large fits me pretty well, you may wish to go for an XL

https://www.baby-pants.com/onezie.php I have the one they call “cars”, with the shoulder snaps (like real baby ones have, for the baby’s big head). They have several prints. Like I say, the cotton is heavy weight (more so than the heaviest T-shirts), and the snaps and reinforcing trim they’re mounted on are pretty heavy duty. I am not as heavily built as you, so not sure about sizing, but the quality is definitely there

A charming tale! Write on, please!

The plot thickens! This is quite a tale; it really fishes you in, and keeps you guessing... Clever, very clever...

Pretty tough, actually! The onesie is a heavy stretchy cotton, and the piping for the crotch and shoulder snaps is also quite sturdy. I have definitely seen and owned lesser ones. The sleeper is a heavyweight polyester polar fleece, and it is also very sturdy, though I could wish the feet had tougher bottoms. Still, it has been well used and has lasted for years so far...

Bouncy horse!

Still here, in RVA, looking for fellow ABDL’s. Are you here also? Will you answer the call?

Greetings all, and happy Halloween! My apologies for taking so long in posting another chapter, especially as we're in the middle of our first menage a trois encounter! This chapter has proven difficult, not because I didn't know where I wanted to go with it, but because I did and I wondered if my readers would share my vision or would be put off by the nastiness of it all. I have decided to risk it, though I have also crafted a version of chapter 33 without certain elements in case a large number of people take exception. Do feel free to comment, these elements will likely show up again if objections are not heard and I would hate to ruin the story... Chapter XXXIII: Daddy’s Turn Danny continued to snuggle with Janey as she lay on his chest, Daddy’s nimble tongue working its magic on her very excited and heavily inseminated pussy. This was indeed a new experience for him; to snuggle with a woman in the afterglow of his own quite intense orgasm, his own passions spent for the moment, and yet for her to continue to greedily receive sexual pleasure. He felt closer to her as he always did a lover in such moments, as though the defensive walls between them were down, and to experience her ongoing pleasure in that moment was an unanticipated vicarious thrill. He found himself feeling profoundly happy for her every little moan and whimper of sexual gratification, and every little move of her body that came with them. Would it not be horribly selfish of him to want to deny her this pleasure, or indeed any pleasure she could ever desire, merely out of jealousy? Would it not be foolish as well, as it would deny him this strange joy of intimately observing her pleasure without his own desire getting in the way? If he truly loved her, would he not wish for and enjoy her pleasure always, regardless of who was giving it to her? These were new ideas to his thinking, and he very much wondered whether Daddy’s perspective was similar. It seemed likely. Daddy’s tongue continued its work on Janey’s aroused and creamy vagina, varying between teasing her clit and delving into her opening to lap up the thick bitter liquid that continued to flow out of her. While he had never before had the opportunity to clean her up quite this soon after another man’s foray into her depths, he had come close, but he had never experienced such a volume of semen. It seemed that that big “dingy” made a big load of “spermies” also! She had certainly seemed to enjoy receiving it more than a little! And, cleaning up after the event, it just kept coming, necessitating numerous swallows to consume the combined juices of their passion. He had not foreseen this detail, and Janey had not warned him, perhaps she had meant it as a pleasant surprise? Returning to his gentle assault on her clit, he could feel her body starting to get into its orgasmic rhythm, and her moans and whimpers gaining frequency and volume. At last he was rewarded, her thighs clamping around his head and her vocalizations reaching a crescendo, her orgasming vagina contracting to push out a massive clot of Danny’s thick cum onto his waiting tongue. For Danny, Janey snuggled on his chest and gripping him tightly, her orgasm seemed like some kind of mystical event. He continued to hold her as she rode it out, sharing the experience with him in a way he had never imagined. He could feel Daddy’s breath on his now flaccid member, cooling the wetness that coated it, and he could hear him swallow another mouthful of his load. A few moments later, he heard Daddy swallow again, and several times more, and he wondered what that meant. “Oopsie,” he heard Janey say softly with a giggle. “’Ooopsie’?” he asked, looking down at her quizzically. Janey twisted her head to meet his eyes, a naughty smile visible. “Janey had go pee-pee…,”she said, giggling again. “And you… I mean… with Daddy… down there?” Danny inquired, smiling back at her, a little incredulous. Danny felt her shoulders shrug against his body. “Li’l girl no s’posed ta hold it,” she said, still giggling. “Besides, Daddy like it. Make him supa’ cuddly! And yo big ding-y squeeze it out…” “That’s right,” said Daddy, emerging from her nether region with a big smile on his face. “Little ones do not ‘hold it’, and ‘accidents’ will happen! No reason to interrupt playing, is it?” “I… I guess not…,” said Danny, digesting this new tidbit. Glancing back at Janey, he added, “And if I were… um… kissing you… would you hold it, then?” “Woul’ Danny wan’ Janey hold it?” she asked. “Wouldn’ wan’ make yucky, but…” “Well… um…,” said Danny, thinking about it. He had tasted her pee on her the previous evening, and a little this morning, and while not the most pleasant flavor he had ever experienced, it was not revolting and, conceptually at least, the thought of her going in his mouth was kind of a turn-on. More than that, the thought of making her interrupt her baby-time by making her control such urges in the middle of an encounter was not so pleasing. If she had to pee in that moment, she should pee… “I… I guess not...,” he said, a blush rising to his face. “That’s a good boy!” said Daddy, laughing. “And since you’re being such a good boy, would it bother you if Janey stays where she is while I… she is in such a charming position…” Daddy’s hand was pulling on his belt, his raging erection beneath on full display. His intention was clear. “Well, I… I mean…, Danny stammered. “You… I mean, go ahead, but… but I…” “But you…?” Daddy inquired, his belt loose and his hand going for the button on his jeans. “But… er… Danny’s gotta pee, too…,” he responded, his blush intensifying. “Weww, pee, siwwy!” said Janey, giggling. “Dis bwanket ha’ pwastic unda it! Daddy think a’ ev’thing, and if he don’, not Danny’s fault…” “He’s only a baby, after all…,” agreed Daddy with a smile, unzipping his jeans. “Babies don’t need to pee, they wet, and mommy or daddy must deal with the consequences, pampers or puddles…” Without further ado, Daddy pulled out his very excited member. Pulling Janey toward him slightly and having her raise her hips to a more convenient height, he unceremoniously eased himself into Janey’s very well-primed vagina. From where he was lying beneath her, Danny could not see Daddy’s package or its entry into Janey’s body, but he could certainly hear and feel her reaction as she welcomed his familiar intrusion. Daddy had been patiently waiting for this moment, profoundly teased through their lovemaking and his own subsequent clean-up efforts, and now, finally able to get his turn, he was not gentle. His pent-up passions found full expression quickly, pounding into Janey’s charmingly exposed behind with an uncharacteristically animal intensity that had her squealing her appreciation right there on Danny’s chest. Indeed, all of her moans and whimpers were inches from his ears, and every wriggle and squirm of her body was directly telegraphed to Danny’s directly beneath her. Daddy taking her from behind was a rare treat, the extra depth of his thrusts and his extraordinary level of excitement were truly intoxicating. Janey’s weight was off of his bladder, but Danny’s need to pee was very real despite the novel distraction of the two of them making passionate love directly on top of him. As he felt Janey’s body starting to build tension toward what felt like quite a dramatic orgasm, her vocalizations increasing in pitch, frequency, and volume, he began willing himself to relax. This was more difficult than usual with all the activity, but the need signals from his bladder were strong; he had had a lot of juice at dinner. With a little pushing, a few hesistant trickles came out, followed by a slight stream that gradually quickened as his pressing need took over. Daddy chuckled and glanced at his face; though Danny could not see where it was going, he was actually peeing on Daddy’s still jean-covered leg, the hot urine pooling on the blanket around his knees. This did not for one instant distract Daddy from his sexual mission, quite the contrary; it was yet another naughty stimulus in an evening of so many, and his burning desire kept driving him ever onward. Janey’s body responded, rewarding him with yet another savage climax. Her moans of ecstasy were almost in Danny’s ear, and he could feel her body on top of him convulse and shiver as the agonizing pleasure shook the core of her being. As Daddy continued his eager assault on Janey’s vagina, through her orgasm and beyond, Danny felt his own feelings begin to shift between the strange sympathetic wonder of the observer to a more familiar hungry desire. With one arm continuing to embrace her, the other hand sought out her lonely breast that was pressed up against him, alternating between fondling and teasingly playing with her nipple. Cuddling with Janey while Daddy fucked her was incredibly erotic, and he found himself enjoying Daddy’s pleasure just as much as he did Janey’s. From his own experience, he could tell that Daddy was coming very close to his own orgasm, and he found himself, in his mind anyway, cheering him on. Along with his change of feelings came the gradual reawakening of his cock, until it stood fully erect, rubbing up against Daddy’s balls through the bunched-up fabric of his jeans. Daddy chuckled amid his grunts and groans, his fiery gaze meeting Danny’s eyes. “Feels like somebody’s awake!” said Daddy breathlessly, smiling down at him. “Wants to get in on the act, does he? Give Daddy a minute, little boy!” True to his word, Daddy’s thrusts intensified, prompting an excited squeal from Janey. In less than a minute, his hands went white-knuckled on Janey’s hips, burying himself inside her balls deep. Upright on his knees, he let out an animal growl, an abnormally large flood of semen erupting into her depths in a long-awaited climax that was cataclysmically intense. It was a level of pleasure he had rarely achieved, and also a bit painful. The anticipation, the long build up while watching Danny and Janey make love, and cleaning up afterwards had combined into one of the most powerful orgasms he had experienced in all of his days, and he collapsed on top of Janey for several moments catching his breath. For that few moments, all three of their faces were close together. To Danny, on the bottom of the pile, Daddy’s glorious release had been a wondrous experience, and he found himself enjoying being part of it. As a fellow man, he commiserated with his pleasure. As Janey’s lover, he delighted in her pleasure as she received him. On a third and somewhat unexpected level, he reveled in being a part of Daddy’s pleasure, as though the two of them were lovers when they had in fact not exchanged pleasure directly between them. He found himself wondering what it would be like to give Daddy pleasure directly, realizing on a new level that this was a very real possibility. Right now, though, Danny’s own desire was hungering for some kind of attention, and being at the bottom of the pile was somewhat frustrating. By and by, though, Daddy mustered the energy to rise back up, disentangling himself from Janey and settling back on his haunches. He chuckled again, feeling Danny’s cooling pee on his jeans and about his knees. Atop Danny’s abdomen was Janey’s sloppy pussy, slowly weeping out his semen, and in the foreground was his massive erection standing proudly in the wind. “Wow!” he said, still laughing. “We’re going to have to do something about that, Tiger! Daddy’s going to have some trouble getting you into a diaper like that!” Hearing this, Janey rose up onto all fours, swinging herself over to one side of Danny. Her leg collided with his erection on the way, prompting a giggle. Now back in the kneeling position beside him where she had been before their games had begun, she paused to marvel once more at his giant manhood in its resurrected glory. “Wook, Daddy!” she said, still giggling. “Danny a BIG horsey again!” “Yes, I see that, sweetie!” replied Daddy. “As Daddy was saying, we had better do something about that, or Daddy won’t be able to get a diaper on him. Obviously he isn’t a big boy…” Daddy indicated the wetness on his leg, and the blanket at his knees. Janey laughed, reaching out to run her hand through the wetness, then bringing it back to her face to smell. “Yup! Danny go pee-pee!” She said, giggling again. “What shoul’ we do, Daddy?” “Well… maybe Janey could kiss it again… maybe kiss it and make it better this time?” offered Daddy, with a smirk. “Oooh!” she said. “I bet Danny wike dat. You wike dat, Danny?” Both eyes upon him, he nodded nervously. Without further words, Janey grasped his member in one hand, and descended her face down to it, enveloping it in the wet warmth of her mouth. He gasped as her lips and tongue began working their magic on him, but even as overwhelming as such pleasure was, especially after being kept waiting, another naughty thought kept coming to him. “Hey…umm…,” Danny said nervously after a moment, clearing his throat. “Maybe… maybe Danny could… could… kiss Janey, too?” Janey lifted her head and looked at him, and giggling. “Danny wan’ taste Daddy spermies, too?” She asked, a very naughty smile playing on her lips. “Look like we aww get ta taste spermies!” With that, she swung her body around to straddle Danny’s face, presenting her creamy pussy to Danny’s waiting mouth. She positioned herself carefully, and then once more enveloped his cock in her mouth. Danny eagerly delved his tongue into Janey’s well used vagina, getting his first taste of semen. It was, as janey had described it, not exactly the most pleasant flavor he had ever experienced; it had a bitter tang, and gravity kept slowly but surely delivering more of it onto his tongue. Whatever unpleasantness it might have had, however, it was far from the worst thing he had ever tasted, and in that moment of extreme arousal it inspired it an extremely erotic response in him. It was naughty and it was nasty, positively intoxicating in its erotic effect, and he wanted more! So this was what Daddy had wanted! He swallowed greedily, reflecting as he did that he was consuming another man’s cum out of this lovely lady’s snatch, and that man was watching him doing it and smiling! Without the slightest thought of shame, he swallowed again, feasting on the combined juices of their tryst and feeling it driving him onward as Janey’s skilled mouth continued its insistent stroking of his engorged penis. Having mostly consumed the thick buttery cream, he switched his tongue’s attention to her clitoris, feeling the vibrations of her gagged moans through his member. Without so much as a warning, a new flavor joined the mix in his mouth, also bitter but also salty and thinner, filling his mouth much quicker and forcing him to swallow. She was pissing! It was all he could do to swallow enough to keep up with the flow, at least for the few moments it lasted. The effect it had on his arousal was as direct and immediate as it was unexpected, and with a groan his over-stimulated cock pumped his semen into Janey’s mouth. Her swallow was immediate, but it was hardly sufficient for the volume, and she would up drooling some of it down his shaft and onto his balls before the second swallow could take all of the remainder. “My, our little Danny does make a lot of spermies, doesn’t he?” commented Daddy, chuckling. Janey lifted her head and laughed. “Yeah, Daddy!” declared Janey, wiping her face with her hand and licking it clean. “He a spunky monkey! ‘Specially when Janey makes pee-pees in his mouth.” “Oh? Did you share your special lemonade with Danny?” Responded Daddy laughing. “It wasn’t enough to share Daddy’s spermies? I wondered what all that swallowing was about! You are a very naughty girl, sweetie!” “Janey not naughty, Daddy!” protested Janey, her brows knit in an unconvincing pout. “Janey jus’ havta go…” “Yes, sweetie,” he replied, an impish smile on his lips. “And little girls don’t hold it, do they?” “No, Daddy,” she agreed. “We make pee-pees!” “Alright, well it looks like Daddy had better get both you kids cleaned up and back in diapers before we have any more ‘accidents,’” he said, still smiling. “Will you be sleeping over Danny? We’d love to have you.” Missing his pacifier, Danny nonetheless nodded without words. In the last few hours he felt like he had stepped into another world and was forever changed, and he did not want to go back… ever…

Not sure how one defines “cuddle fleece”, it’s made of a fairly standard polar fleece fabric. It’s quite soft, and quite warm.

Kinda similar, right? These are the ones I have from baby-pants.com. Warm fleece, zipper to the knee for diaper changes. Think about it...

I have 2 sets of AB footie pajamas (with the built-in feet). One is from Baby Pants, and is a heavy fleece with a zipper down the front to one knee (for diaper access), which is lockable. Mine are blue with yellow duckies, they have only a few designs unfortunately. High quality, good fitting info. The other is by Rearz, and is a lighter stretchy t-shirt cotton. If features snaps down the front and down both legs to the ankle, again for diaper access. Mine are their “Little Monsters” design, and they have several to choose from. Again, good quality, and good fitting info. Might be easier/cheaper for you, as they are also in Canada. I like both very much, the Rearz is good for when it is warmer, for the Baby Pants is rather warm. They both cost me +/- $50 US

A charming tale, indeed! I look forward to more!

Chapter XXXII: Welcome to My Parlor “Yay!” said Janey in response to Danny’s affirmative nod, her pigtails bouncing with a sharp nod of her own. She reached out and wrapped one hand around Danny’s half-erect penis, stroking it gently and feeling it slowly growing it her hand. Giggling, she glanced over at Daddy and blushed, both excited and a little daunted by the prospect of giving another man oral pleasure with him looking on. This sort of exhibitionism was new to her, and she was experiencing the most peculiar sort of performance anxiety. Daddy only smiled back at her with his impish smile, enjoying her discomfiture and eagerly anticipating the show to come. “Go ahead, sweetie,” he said softly. “It wouldn’t be nice to keep him waiting…” She glanced back at Danny, still laying there on his back with the big teddy for a pillow, flashing him a nervous smile. His eyes, watching her from over the shield of his pacifier, still betrayed some worry. Without further ado, she leaned forward onto all fours and enveloped his member in her mouth. Even partially erect it was a mouthful, and, as she began to slide her lips and tongue up and down its length, she couldn’t help but think that even in this state it was larger than Daddy’s when he was fully aroused. Her eyes involuntarily turned toward Daddy sitting there beside her, and, without needing to pause her attention to Danny’s pleasure, she could quite clearly see Daddy’s lap with his cock tenting out the front of his pants. She giggled a little with her mouth full, the vibration adding to the sensations that already had Danny’s complete attention. She could feel him growing as she expertly worked her lips and tongue along his shaft and around the head, eliciting an involuntary groan from around his pacifier. Danny watched fascinated as she worked her magic on him, every so often glancing at Daddy, beyond her in his field of view, smiling down at the two of them. He was obviously enjoying the show! The music and voices of the cartoon continued in the background, the slurping sound of Janey’s enthusiastic fellatio a strange and yet fitting auditory counterpoint. He was an adult baby, after all! Slowly but surely Danny’s nervousness gave way and his passion got the better of him. Janey knew her business when it came to pleasuring a man with her mouth, and the fact that Daddy was right there cheering them on, his knee touching his thigh even, did not diminish the ecstasy one iota. It was actually strangely exhilarating, as though their combined desires were both making love to him, and he found his eyes more and more drawn into a lock with Daddy’s. He had thought they were hypnotic at dinner, but now they were truly spellbinding. In less than a minute he was fully erect and raging, and Janey, while she already had experienced the wonder that was Danny’s big “dingy,” was nonetheless in awe once more. The smell of his pee rising from the diaper beneath him added to the naughty ambience, and the utterly new experience of the oh so familiar audience right beside her brought her to even greater heights of arousal. Her arousal increased even further when she felt Daddy’s hand come to rest on her thigh, caressing the bare flesh there before slipping around beneath her buttock to come up between her legs. Gently he began teasing her inflamed clitoris and outer lips with the tips of his fingers, timing his movements to her strokes on Danny’s member. Danny was unaware of this extracurricular activity until he heard and felt her start to moan her appreciation. Appreciation it was, but also frustration, and he continued to only tease and refused to go further. Janey endured this for a few moments while continuing her eager oral assault on Danny, moaning from time to time while fidgeting her body, trying to get something more satisfying from Daddy’s hand. Finally, she could stand the exquisite torture no longer and came up for air, her hand still gripped around Danny’s cock as she turned to face Daddy. Her head no longer in the way, Daddy finally got a good look at Danny’s endowment in its full glory. “Daddy’s a meany!” She declared accusingly, her face contorting into a pout. “Well…,” replied Daddy, chuckling. “…Daddy thought Janey might want to ride the horsey, honey, not just kiss it. He knows Janey sometimes gets carried away. He also wanted to make sure Janey’s kitty-cat is good and ready. And Janey was right, Danny IS a BIG horsey! She had better be GOOD and ready before she rides him!” “Well…okay…,” responded Janey with downcast eyes, a naughty smile playing on her lips despite her attempts to maintain her pout. She knew he was right, but was reluctant to give him the point. “What do you say Danny?” said Daddy, returning his gaze to Danny. “Would you like to feel Janey’s kitty-cat on your dingy?” With just a momentary hesitation, Danny nodded, finding the binky in his mouth to be a wonderful excuse not to speak and sound foolish. Janey giggled, her excitement overwhelming her vain attempts to feign anger. Letting go of him, she scooched herself a little closer to him on her knees. She then swung one leg over his body, straddling his abdomen. Rising up on her knees above him, she paused for a moment and looked down at Danny’s throbbing member. She then turned and looked at Daddy, whipping her pigtails, a look of mock distress on her face. “Daddy help?” she inquired in her best forlorn little girl voice. “Daddy would be happy to help, sweetie,” said Daddy, chuckling. “That is, if it’s all right with Danny…” Both sets of eyes converged on Danny’s. Danny felt both on the spot and a little frightened. Getting himself inserted when a woman was on top was always an awkward maneuver. While it would be weird to have Daddy touch him down there again, especially for the purpose of guiding his penis into his lady’s vagina, he was right there and offering such assistance. Gathering his courage, Danny nodded once again. Again, he felt the touch of Daddy’s strong yet delicate fingers on the shaft of his cock. Ducking his head low for a good view, Daddy grasped Janey’s hip with his other hand, allowing him to guide her position as well. Janey smiled down at Danny, blushing profusely, then glanced around at Daddy again. Carefully, Daddy’s hands aligned the massive bulbous head with the very wet slit. Pulling down on Janey’s hips and firmly pressing with Danny’s cock at just the right angle, he was rewarded by a gasp from Janey as he achieved penetration, his first time ever doing so on another man’s behalf. He continued pulling down on Janey’s hip, removing his hand from Danny’s member and watching with fascination as that enormous shaft disappeared into her depths. Could she really take it all? It not only seemed that she could, at least most of the way, but from her moans on the way down it seemed that it felt very good indeed to do so. Valiantly his own cock did battle with the fabric of his jeans. Neither Danny nor Janey had the amazing visual perspective on that moment that Daddy did, but then they both got to feel it. Far from the fumbling exercise that penetration can so often be, this was smooth and precise, and the sensation for both parties was amazing. Janey was indeed “good and ready,” and she proceeded to slowly stroke herself up and down, reveling in the fullness her pussy had been craving since Danny had arrived. Her excitement had her speeding things up fairly quickly, chasing a truly earth-shattering orgasm that was not at all long in coming. She whimpered and moaned, biting her lip, the smell of her aroused vagina becoming a palpable presence in the room. Feeling her pleasure starting to crest, she kept her eyes on Danny’s while she reached behind her for Daddy’s hand. He took it gladly, eager to share the moment. Her muscles, including those in her hand, clenched and the explosion within her rocked her to very foundation. To Danny, sex was always a surreal experience, but to see her share her orgasmic bliss with both him and Daddy at the same time was nothing short of mystical. As she recovered her composure and her riding resumed a steady though more subdued rhythm, he could feel his own energies beginning to coalesce, building towards his own orgasm. This was a little rapid by his standards, as it had been when they had played at his apartment. Chock that up to nerves, maybe it was the same phenomenon now. Still, he didn’t want the lady to feel short-changed… “I…I’m going to cum!” he announced in a half-grunt, spitting out his pacifier. “I…I’m sorry…” “Don’t be sowwy, siwwy!” responded Janey, giggling. “Janey wan’ Danny cum. Daddy wan’ Danny cum, too! Don’ you, Daddy?” “That’s right, buddy,” said Daddy, chuckling again. “Do your business like a good boy!” “But, I… I” protested Danny, his words degenerating into a ragged groan as his climax took him. Grabbing one of Janey’s hips, he pulled her down onto him, burying himself as deeply inside her as her anatomy would allow. The sensation of his manhood erupting its truly massive load of semen deep within her pushed Janey into another orgasm of her own, her cries of ecstasy echoing in the room as she rode out the last of his hardness. For that moment they were lost together in sensual overload, after which Janey collapsed forward onto Danny’s chest and they lay there still together, panting and sweating. To Daddy looking on, it was both beautiful and indescribably erotic, his own level of arousal reaching a fever pitch. There was a notable spot of pre-cum on the fabric of his jeans, and he watched fascinated as Danny’s member slowly shrunk inside of Janey. He could see some excess semen already oozing out around it, hinting at the flood that would come when it was removed. Gently, he pulled on Janey’s hips, easing her off of the now dormant penis. Danny whimpered a little at the sensation, tender from his exertion, and Janey also whined a little. Undeterred, Daddy leaned forward, burying his face in Janey’s butt crack, his nose poking her in her gorgeous pink rosebud and his tongue delving into her thoroughly creamed pussy. Never before had Daddy been able to do this so soon after the seed was planted, and never had he experienced anything like the volume of Danny’s load. He was in hog heaven, and the sound of his swallow was heard by both spent lovers. From her head’s resting position on Danny’s chest, Janey cooed appreciatively at the work of Daddy’s tongue in methodically cleaning up her pussy. Another swallow from down below, and that tongue got to more serious work on her clit. As her coos switched to moans, Danny embraced her, feeling like his world was a very different place than it had been as recently as yesterday. Was this really happening? He hoped so… Please contribute to Daily Diapers! Don't let the Potty Monster flush it all away!