ThatDaddyFellow

I feel like I have not done any writing in forever, so I wanted to hop back in with something pretty simple. I asked my twitter followers to give more some story prompts and here are some of the results of those prompts. I hope you enjoy Ouch! “Damn, I am gonna be so late!” Ian told himself as he ran down the street, doing his best to weave in and out of the crowd who were just making their way to the coffee shop, grocery store, or their jobs. He was just meeting some friends for coffee, but absolutely detested being late. The 22 year old called out “excuse me” and “on your left” with the confidence of someone a 5’1” frame normally doesn’t possess. The next move for the now sprinting Ian was a quick turn into an alley. Normally it was his go to shortcut, but it was also known by many others along the city, so he would have to take this nearly 90 degree turn slowly. Not today. He turned right as if he was drifting in a finely tuned sports car and… WHAM! Ian went from his feet to his bottom in what felt like .2 seconds. “Oh Fuck!” He yelled out, a mixture of fear from the sudden stop and pain eliciting the swear. Once the man gathered himself and looked at the person he collided with, his jaw might as well have hit the pavement he currently sat on. This man was absolutely gorgeous. The slight amount of stubble that covered his jaw line you could cut glass with was the first thing that caught Ian’s eye. However, looking up to see the man’s face felt like having to see the top of a skyscraper. He was huge! ”Oh my gosh, are you ok buddy?” Were the first words that came out of Henry’s mouth. “I am so sorry! Are you ok? Here, take my hand.” He offered his hand to the mystery man on the ground. Ian happily took the massive man’s hand and let out a meek “it’s ok, I shouldn’t have been taking that corner so fast.” Once he had his bearings, Ian dusted off his bottom and the bottom of his Kim Possible tshirt. “Maybe next time we walk around that corner instead of running,” Henry suggested, his tone more reminiscent of a dad talking to his child than two strangers on the street. Maybe it was just the height difference. Ian normally would have started a fight with a stranger who talked down to him like that, but this time just felt different. He didn’t know how to explain it. It just did. “Ok, I will.” “Glad to hear that,” Henry uttered in a very syrupy tone. “At least you had some padding to soften the fall on your tushy. Have a great rest of your day buddy.” Henry then began to walk off as if he just asked someone for the time. All Ian could do is sit there stunned and look back at the mountain of a man. After what felt like minutes, but was only a couple seconds, he shook himself out of his stupor and took a step towards the coffee shop. Before he got too far, he heard Henry’s voice again. “By the way sweetie, I like the giraffe better.” Immediately blushing, Ian took the hat off his head and looked at the Husky on his hat that matched the PeekABU taped around his waist. He liked the giraffe the most too. Pick Up Time Stacy closed the door to his SUV and made his way up the walkway to an unmarked building. Normally, her boyfriend would accompany her anywhere, especially somewhere as shady looking as here, but the brunette even had an excited pep in her step as she nearly skipped to the door. “Hello Stacy! Right on time! Heck, you are even a little bit early.” The woman behind the reception desk announced as a “ding” alerted the whole building to the 32 year old’s entry. “I just couldn’t wait. I am just so excited. It’s been a week and I have been going crazy waiting.” Stacy couldn’t wipe the smile off her face even if she wanted to. “I can only imagine. If you head into the waiting area, they should be out in a couple minutes for you,” the receptionist, whose name plate said Patricia, let the giddy woman know. The seconds ticked by like minutes as Stacy sat in the uncomfortable chair. As soon as she heard the creak of the door across the room from her, she shot up and her smile grew as she saw the sight in front of her. Miles, her partner of 3 years, strapped into a stroller. His attention was on the stuffed bear in his hands as he made it dance on the tray in front of him, drool escaping from behind the shield of his pacifier as he babbled what sounded like nonsense to Stacy. The cherry on top: the thick diaper that was taped snuggly around her former boyfriend’s waist. “Oh. My. Goodness! You look so so so cute Peanut! I could just eat you up!” Stacy couldn’t believe what she was seeing. This was beyond her wildest dreams and she knew that Miles was happy too. “Doctor Katie, you did an absolutely unbelievable job!” ”We just went off of the list that you and Miles agreed on. Here are the two phrases that you need to know: one regresses him and one brings him back to his adult headspace.” Katie handed the new mommy a business card with the key phrases scribbled on them. “Now, how about we check on this little boy,” the Doctor’s tone turned on a dime as she focused on the little one, unstrapping him from the stroller and setting him on his feet. “Come to mommy Miles, come here you sweet boy” Stacy cooed. The sight in front of her melted her heart. The toddler brained 24 year old took one wobbly step after another towards her, the padding between his legs affecting his gait. The teddy in his right hand just made things that much cuter. Halfway to the woman he now called mama, Miles lost his balance and plopped down on his thickly padded bottom. Without missing a beat, he then transferred himself to his hands and knees and crawled to her, smiling and babbling as he did. “Such a good baby! When we get home, we are gonna have to practice walking some more! Now, how about we head home so mommy can show you how different our house looks. All ready for a big baby like you!” Stacy than held Miles’ hands and led him back to the stroller, strapping him in. Before she left, she thanked the doctor about a million more times . “Who knows Katie, we might need a babysitter someday soon. This little man is gonna be quite the handful,” Stacy said with a smile. ”I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to spend more time with that little munchkin” the Doctor replied with a smile as she tickled Miles' toes, a loud giggle erupting from the babified man as she did. Let’s get ready for bed “Up here. Now.” Was all that Doug needed to say in order to get his little man hopped up on the changing table and assuming the classic changing position. He figured that the cooling wetness in his baby’s droopy diaper was another reason that the 22 year old jumped at the chance for a change so quickly. “Now, Daddy thinks it is time for some extra little time,” he let the little in front of him know as he tore the tapes free on his swollen disposable. “I could definitely tell that you had fun in your toddler space all day, but for nite nite time, dada wants his widdle baby boy back.” The process of wiping and taping up the used diaper into a ball before dropping it into the diaper pail seemed to go by in a flash for the couple, but the baby boy did not expect to feel the nozzle of a mini enema enter his bottom immediately after. He squirmed and kicked a little before feeling his caregiver’s hand running through his brown hair. “There there, my sweet boy. It’s ok. Daddy just noticed that it has been a while since you have been stinky and I want to make sure you don’t get a tummy ache.” Doug cooed sweet nothings to the little as he finished up with the enema and taped the quickly regressing baby into an all white diaper with 2 stuffers. He knew that the baby was a heavy wetter at night and figured it was better to be safe than sorry. “Now…” the 29 year old said as he looked down under the changing table, rummaging around under he found a pair of booties as well as a pair of locking mittens “it’s time for the baby to get all dressed.” With each foot and hand that was covered by the soft and infantile garments, Doug could see the man sized toddler drift even more into baby space. The drool from the side of the mouth and the mindless babble were absolute dead giveaways. With a couple pats on his little ones padded crotch and a kiss on the tummy, he was done. Well…almost. “One last thing” Doug told his baby with a smile as he pulled out a pack gag. “We wouldn’t want the baby losing his binky tonight, would we?” With a quick buckle, the little boy was all ready for beddy bye time. Doug made quick work of scooping the man up and giving him some comforting pats on his thickly diapered bottom before placing him down in the crib and turning the mobile on above him. “Nite nite, my precious baby! Daddy will see you tomorrow. I bet someone will be all stinky by than! Sweet dreams little one” Doug gave his charge one more diaper pat and a kiss on the forehead before heading towards the nursery door. Right as he closed the door behind him, he could hear a little whine come from the crib. “I am in for quite the messy morning.” The good ole’ days Stacy couldn’t help but be disappointed with her Christmas. Yes, she was surrounded by all her friends and family, but something just felt off. Her big gift this year was luggage. It was helpful, but it just didn’t feel the same as when you were a kid and you got a new bike or the newest video game console. Stacy’s mom, Brenda, saw the disappointment on her daughter’s face and cut the conversation she was having with her aunt short to go talk with the 32 year old. ”Hey Sweetie, what’s wrong?” ”I know you, dad, and everyone else did an amazing job of getting everyone together, but it just doesn’t feel the same. I am tired of all the conversations about work, what happened on the news, and what we have been up to over the past year. I want that same excitement back that came with Christmas.” ”I totally understand where you are coming from,” Brenda said with a sigh, looking around at everyone in the house and remembering what things felt like back in the day “I miss the pitter patter of tiny feet on the hardwood floor, the giggles that came when you kids were playing with the toys you got, and the parent’s putting a little extra something in the coffee to celebrate the day and that there we no tantrums about gifts you kids didn’t like.” “I wish we could go back to that. Carefree fun. That feels impossible now.” Stacy’s head dropped. The nostalgia overtaking her whole body. “Well, you do have one more present. Maybe that can help bring you back to that time,” Mom said as she motioned towards the corner of the room, a medium sized present with red and white wrapped paper sat propped against the wall. Stacy didn’t have much hope, but she grabbed the present and went back over to her mom. “Thanks for listening mom. I hope this helps a little.” “I bet it will, baby.” Just as the depressed girl tore the paper, the whole room went black. Even though it was only for a few seconds, it felt like hours. When she awoke, she looked up and saw her mom’s smiling face. “Hi baby girl! Did you have a good nap?” She cooed as she picked the 5’3” girl up and placed her on her lap, bouncing the surprised girl like one would a toddler. ”Don’t worry sweetie, you got what you wanted! Everybody sees you as a toddler. Now, you can have all the fun you want and, plus, there will be no more boring adults worries. You are just Mommy and Daddy’s sweet little princess.” Stacy, still in shock, looked down and saw that her outfit consisted of just a sleeping beauty tshirt that feel just to the waistband of a bulky diaper covered in stars and letters. She really was just a baby. The girl hugged her mom as tight as she could before hopping off her lap and toddling towards the mountain of new toys in the center of the room. She had no idea what happened or how she came to be this way, but she did not intend to waste a second of her child like wonder worrying. “Merry Christmas Baby” was all Brenda needed to say as she watched her daughter’s padded bottom waddle away, the pitter patter of feet on hardwood echoing through the house again.

Staring into the refrigerator as if it was a portal to another dimension, Ben moved his head left to right as he tried to find what he was looking for. Soon after, his eyes went into a squint, as if he couldn’t see the back of the fridge.”Daddyyyyyyyy” the 20 year old called out in an irritated tone. Grabbing the bookmark that sat on the end table to his right, Mark placed it in his book before forcing himself up out of his easy chair. While he didn’t much like the whining tone his boyfriend was giving him, at least it was better than him sounding hurt or scared. Mark could handle irritated Benny any day of the week. Strutting his way into the kitchen, the man of the house asked “What is it buddy?” followed by a kiss on the cheek and a couple pats on his thickly padded bottom. “Daddy” Ben told his caregiver, sounding like he was holding back tears “We don’t have anymore lemonade and I really wanted some.” As he explained the current predicament he was in, the diaper clad college student made sure to give his boyfriend some puppy dog eyes so his issue would hopefully be solved faster. He knew his daddy always melted when he turned the cuteness up to 11. “Well…” Mark replied as he opened the fridge door again “we have some yummy chocolate moo moo as well as apple juice. Don’t those sound super yummy? Daddy can fill a sippy cup up with either for you baby.” One thing Benny’s daddy always did was give his little boy options. It made him feel more involved. Unless of course his baby was just crawling around while sucking his binky and babbling, then it made sense for Mark to make the decisions. “NO, I WANT LEMONADE!” Benny screamed, stomping his feet as he did. “Chocolate moo moo and apple juice are stupid! I want lemonade!” He finished off his tiny tantrum with a mean look at his daddy as he stuck his tongue out at the caregiver. The 35 year old was in shock. His little never acted like this ever. He was usually such a happy go lucky little diaper boy, but apparently not today. Mark wasn’t sure how to handle this. His boyfriend needed to be punished, but how? Did he go with a classic bare bottom spanking? How about writing lines until his diaper was leaking? As he took a second to think things through, the perfect plan hatched in the caregiver’s brain. Mark simply responded to Benny’s freakout with a calm “OK, we can go to the store and get some a little later. Daddy has to make a list. Now, why don’t you run along and play while I get things ready?” he told the tall toddler following it up with a quick squeeze of the boy’s padding. As Benny started to toddle back to the living room, Mark called out “and baby…” When he saw his little stop in his tracks, the 6’7” giant of a man finished his statement with a “that Pamper better be soggy by the time I come back.” “O...okay daddy” Benny responded as he turned his head back towards the living/playroom that had his toys scattered all around it. There were action figures, toy cars, and legos as far as the eye could see. No baby toys like rattles of baby blocks. Except for his stuffed bunny named Liam of course. He went with Benny everywhere. After a minute of playing with his Spider Man action figure, Benny’s mind couldn’t help but wander back to what had just happened in the kitchen. If he was going to be honest with himself, the adult baby thought he was 100% going to be spanked. His daddy was weirdly calm. It was just then that he remembered that his diaper was not soaked like his daddy had requested. Relaxing his bladder, the diaper-clad 20 year old flooded his Huggies, watching the padding turn from white to yellow. Just as the college kid in the droopy diaper reached down and started to squish the padding encasing his big boy parts, as his daddy liked to call them, Mark made his way back into the living/playroom. As a sly smile grew on his face, the man responded to the sight in front of him with “well well, it sure looks like a certain little man loves his soggy dipey! It also looks like that same little man forgot the rules. Only daddy gets to help baby boy make stickies in his Pampers. Looks like there are two rules you forgot Benny.” The man Benny called daddy slowly walked over to the blushing baby boy and grabbed the hand resting on the soggy padding in his. “Now, I think someone is in need of a diaper change before we head to the grocery store.” He told his boyfriend as he helped him to his feet and guided him to the nursery, the swollen diaper swaying between the diaper clad man’s legs slowing things down just a bit. As his caregiver opened the door to the nursery, Benny noticed that his diaper was already laying open on the changing table with a stuffer resting inside. Normally, when he was changed, Mark would always give him tickles, so having the diaper under him already might cause a rip with all the wiggling. However, with him having a tantrum in the kitchen, the baby boy figured his daddy wasn’t really in a tickling mood at this moment. The change itself went quickly without much fanfare. A stray tickle or heart melting smile from daddy here or there, but it was mostly routine. It might have been the fastest diaper change Benny had ever received, and he was including the very messy Huggies that daddy wasn’t a big fan of changing. “Stay here baby” Mark said after taping the final tape on the plastic backed padding. He knew the perfect outfit for his little man today that would work for what he had planned. Pulling a pair of blue shorts and a yellow shirt out, Benny’s daddy gave a nod as he made his way back to the 20 year old on the changing table. “Here is your outfit of the day buddy” he told his boyfriend as he threaded Benny’s feet through the leg holes. After finessing the shirt over his head, the 35 year old couldn’t help but smile at the outfit. When his baby boy was sitting on his padded tushy, the leg holes of the shorts rode up enough that it showed the white plastic of his padding. That view was one of the things that made Mark’s daddy heart melt. On top of the toddler-like color combo, he was satisfied that his little man was going to be an undercover baby today. Benny made quick work of hopping off the changing table and waddling behind his daddy as they made their way to the front door. On his way down the hall, he was able to catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror and was glad his diaper wasn’t too obvious. He could tell it was there, but it was only because he was looking for it. After putting on socks and shoes for 2, Mark continued to lead his boyfriend out the door and into the car on the driveway. As was customary, Benny was always buckled in the back seat. They had a car seat coming pretty soon, but for now they had to make due with a regular buckle. The ride to the grocery store was a little longer than normal. While they did have one about 5 minutes from their house, neither of them likes to go there when diapered. The couple hated exposing vanilla people to their kinks, so today they drove about 25 minutes away to a smaller town. They both knew that there were rarely people there, so they could get away with a little more. With what Mark had planned, they needed all the privacy they could get. “We’re here” Mark called out as he put the car in park, a smile forming on his face as he looked around the parking lot. The only cars here had to be for the couple employees that were working. Perfect. Of course Benny knew they were at the grocery store, he had eyes! However, he figured it was smart to just keep his mouth shut and follow along with what his daddy had planned. No part of him wanted to add onto his punishment. As he tried to open the door to free himself from the SUV, the door didn’t budge.”Child locks, of course” the scaled up toddler thought to himself as, on cue, his daddy pulled the door open and greeted him with a smile. “Alright buddy, ready to have some fun shopping with daddy?” the mountain of a man asked in the most sing-song voice he could muster. He knew that his little one was nervous about what the punishment would entail, but Mark didn’t want to scare his boyfriend too much. The pair walked through the automatic doors with Benny’s small left hand enveloped by his daddy’s right. They both greeted the elderly woman working with a smile. It was then that Mark took over and walked further into the store with his diapered baby boy following behind. “Oh no!” were the only words that left Benny’s daddy’s lips as they both entered the bread aisle. He followed up the exacerbated 2 words by feeling around in his pockets. “What is it dad...Mark?” Ben asked, not liking to call his daddy...well daddy...in public. “I can’t believe it. I forgot the shopping list! How could I be so silly? Looks like we are going to have to head home and get it!” Taking his little’s hand in his again, he took a couple steps back down the aisle. “Really? Come on daddy!” Benny thought, but would never say out loud. He was both annoyed and surprised. Normally, his boyfriend was the one who would double, or even sometimes triple, check that they had everything. This was way out of character. All of the sudden, the forgetful man stopped in his tracks. To Benny, it was like something out of a horror movie as his caregiver turned his head to him and smiled. “Wait, NOW I remember! Look at me being so forgetful today. I know exactly where I left the list” Mark brought his massive right hand back to the rear waistband of his baby boy’s baby blue shorts. In one quick movement, he slid the shorts down his little’s thighs and let them sit right above his knees. “WHAT ARE...what are you doing?!?” Benny could have died from embarrassment as his white diaper was exposed. Purely on instinct, he reached down and tried to pull the shorts back up. “If you touch those cute little shorts one more time, we will drive right home and give you a nice big enema before coming back. Is that what you want?” Mark asked, chuckling internally as his baby froze in place. “Good. Now, daddy pulled your shorts down because he wrote the shopping list on your padded bottom. I couldn’t trust myself not to lose a piece of paper after all. Now, the first item on the crinkly list is bagels, so why don’t you waddle your little tushy over there and grab some” the 35 year old instructed, pulling his boyfriend’s shorts back into place. All Benny could do was slink away down the aisle towards the breakfast food. How could his daddy be so mean to subject him to this level of embarrassment? As he grabbed the bagels off the shelf, another question popped up in the diapered college student’s mind: how many items were written on the list? Was this just a trip for a couple items or were they restocking the whole kitchen? God he hoped it was the former. “Such a good boy, thank you buddy” Mark told his boyfriend as he took the first item from his little one’s hand and dropped it in the basket. “Now, what was item number two? I totally forgot. Let’s just take a quick peek” the man chuckled as he pulled his diaper boy’s shorts down to his ankles. “Of course, that's right!” All Ben could do was try his best not to squirm. He wasn’t sure if Mark was actually checking the list written on the white padding of just admiring his bulky bottom. The 20 year old’s heart slowed down just a tiny bit as he felt the waistband of his shorts sliding back up his legs. “So...what’s next...daddy?” Benny asked. His brain told him not to call his partner daddy in public, but the humiliation he was enduring mixed with the diaper check feeling was bringing out his little side in tiny ways. Reading the signals his baby boy was putting out, Mark didn’t respond and just took Benny’s hand as he led them towards the aisle the next item was in. While this was supposed to be a punishment of sorts, the 6’7” mountain of a man also knew that his little boy’s little side needed to be cherished. Plus, Mark’s heart was always filled with happiness when Ben regressed into Benny. This next item would only help drop his baby boy deeper into baby space. As soon as they turned the corner, the sweet aroma of baby powder that hit Benny’s nostrils told him exactly where they were. The pastel colored boxes of Pampers, Huggies, and Luvs sent his little side into overdrive as a giant smile grew on his face. “Next thing on the list was some wipes. Can you walk on your own to get some or do you need daddy to keep holding onto your hand?” Mark asked, his question answered not with words, but with Ben squeezing his fingers. All he could do was smile as his little one looked up at him. He would do whatever it took to make that padded little one holding his hand feel safe and loved. Once they made their way halfway down the aisle and stood in front of the wall of wipes, the man Benny called daddy said “We might need to pick up more packs than usual. Someone has been quite a potty pants lately” followed by a couple pats on his little boy’s crinkly bottom. “Speaking of which, I think daddy needs to check that his shopping list isn’t too soggy” as he ran his hand down the front of his boyfriend’s shorts and gave a squeeze. “Wow, still dry?” “Wait” was the only word that left Benny’s lips. Feeling that his caregiver’s hand wasn’t moving from his diapered crotch, the baby boy let the floodgates loose. As much as he didn’t want to let his little side out in public, Benny couldn’t help but let his thumb find its way into his mouth as the padding taped around his waist began to swell. “Oh my goodness, someone really had to go pee pee” the 35 year old cooed as his fingers felt warmth. After 15 seconds, the stream was still going strong. The bottle that Mark gave Benny as part of the early punishment was really going a long way. Not only did the formally white diaper feel different, the swelling of the padding made it quite noticeable under Benny’s clothes. Anyone who cared to look would be able to tell that the college student was sporting the same pair of underwear a toddler did. “Wow! I’m surprised you didn’t leak baby” Mark announced (a little too loud for Benny’s liking) as he squeezed and poked the droopy padding. His DL side was starting to come out as he felt the warm padding, but he quickly stopped it from going any further considering the couple was in public. “Change daddy?” was all Ben could muster around his thumb, nursing it while a thin line of drool ran down his chin. “Benny boy, daddy didn’t bring any extra dipeys. I think this one can hold up until we make it home. If it doesn’t, that's no problem. We can just put you in a double diaper when we get home.” Mark’s brain was then reminded about the wipes they needed and grabbed a couple off the shelf before putting them next to the bagels. “We only have one more thing to grab: the lemonade you wanted. Or, at least, I think that was it. Let me check.” The all too familiar ritual of Benny’s pants coming down followed, this time followed by the quip “We for sure need lemonade now. It looked like a lot of it was poured down the back of your padding.” Benny’s caregiver could have told him he just won a million dollars and the 20 year old wouldn’t have heard a word he said. He was stuck firmly in his toddler headspace with no chance of getting out. The increased waddle due to his sagging diaper only added to the regression. Nothing of note happened as they picked up the 2 liter of lemonade. Mark knew that Benny could barely walk at this point, let alone comprehend any embarrassment or punishment his boyfriend was trying to inflict. All he could do was gently remove the saliva covered thumb from his baby boy’s mouth as they made their way to the checkout line, where a woman in her mid 30s smiled and greeted them. After the four items were bagged up and they were sent on her way, Benny popped his thumb back in his mouth. The combination of his soggy diaper, the nursing he was doing, and his daddy’s strong hand engulfing his made his heart smile. Right before they got to the care, Ben couldn’t help but babble around his thumb “I wuv ou daddy.” “Daddy loves you too little boy, to the ends of the earth! Whether you are in big boy mode at school or waddling around with your diaper out for all to see, daddy is so lucky to have you in his life! I love you Benjamin!” In order to put an exclamation point on his thought, the mustached man planted a massive kiss on his baby boy’s cheek. “Now, how about we stop for some ice cream on the way home?”

Lofi hip hop music played through Derek’s office as he sat in front of his laptop deep in thought. A million ideas rushed through his head and he was doing his best to try and collect even one to work with. He had been scatterbrained all day for no reason at all and it couldn’t have come at a worst time. He was on a deadline. There was no way he could submit this novel to his boss at the end of the day without an ending! After starting the day in a dress shirt and dress pants, the 40 year old switched to his current outfit of a white shirt and sweatpants. He figured that if he relaxed his outfit, he would relax his brain. No luck. He was at his wits end and just couldn’t figure out how to calm things down and figure out this damn ending! How about the whole story was just a dream? No, that was such a lazy ending. “And they lived happily ever after,” always works…in a Disney movie. Why was this so tough? Derek was normally great at endings. His boss normally reaches out and tells him how great and well written the ending to his books are, but he just didn’t have it today. As if on cue, he heard the sounds of bare feet on hardwood coming towards the door. As soon as he saw the doorknob twist and the door open, the call of “daddy!” echoed throughout his office. “I missed you so much daddy! How is works goin?” Darren asked, the pacifier in his mouth adding a bit of a lisp that made him sound like the scaled up toddler his daddy made sure he looked like. Wedging his way between his caregiver and the desk, Darren smiled up at his daddy and asked “Paci kiss?” “Of course baby boy! Daddy always has time for paci kisses” Derek cooed as he leaned over and planted a big kiss on the shield of his little man’s binky. “But baby boy, you need to remember to not yell in here. Remember the last time you ran in here yelling?” As soon as Derek asked, he saw his baby boy blush and knew that Darren knew exactly what he was talking about. “Yes daddy, I’m sorry” the 25 year old mumbled as his mind went back to the day his caregiver was talking about. Completely engrossed in his little headspace, he sprinted into the room and yelled “Daddy, I pee pee wet” only to be met by daddy staring at him with wide eyes. As Darren examined the situation, he saw that Derek was in a meeting. After the incident, his daddy told him he was able to mute just in time so that nobody heard the call for a diaper check, but the baby boy was still beyond embarrassed. “It’s ok buddy, you just didn’t know any better. You just wanted a clean Pamper. Speaking of which…” Derek smiled as his hands ran down his little man’s back. Once the caregiver’s fingertips touched the plastic backed padding taped around Darren’s hips, the baby boy couldn’t help but let out a giggle. He loved it when daddy played with his diapers and gave him diaper checks. Darren loved his diapers more than anything, besides his daddy of course. “I ‘tinky daddy!” the regressed man babbled, unable to let his daddy find that out for himself. Derek had already known since his baby waddled in. The smell that followed him alerted him to the messy diaper immediately. Plus, the huge change to his partner’s gait due to the mess in the back of his diaper was a tell tale sign of some very stinky Huggies. “Very messy baby” he told Darren as he ran his hands along the seat of his diaper, giving a squeeze every once and a while. Moving to the front of the padding, the man Darren called daddy gave the crotch a squeeze. “Not only are you poopy, you made tons and tons of pee pee! That is one very full dipey!” The toddler headspace he had been in all day was kicked into overdrive. Clad in a just a baby blue t shirt, white tube socks, and a now droopy diaper with a pacifier clipped to the shirt was enough to bring on the toddler feels. Having daddy talk to him like a baby brought it on too. However, the feeling of daddy’s huge hands rubbing his full diaper and telling him how stinky he was made him go full toddler and Darren loved every second of it. “Daddy change my dipey” he asked with puppy dog eyes in full effect. “Well…I’m not sure baby” Darren’s daddy responded, smirking as he noticed the confusion in his baby boy’s face. “See, daddy thinks that you need to earn your change today. You need to prove to daddy that you truly are a big baby before he would change your stinky butt.” Derek loved every side of his baby boy's littlespace, so he wanted to see all of them before a change would commence. Darren was so confused. How was he supposed to prove he was a big baby? He was already nursing a binky with a poopy diaper on. Scrunching his face up in thought, it finally hit him. He knew what he needed to do. “Come wif me dada '' the baby boy told his daddy as he took his hand and began to waddle towards the door. Before they even made it out of the office, he let go of daddy’s hand and dropped to his hands and knees. After all, babies crawl. As he watched the diapered bottom of his baby boy wag back and forth in front of him, Derek wanted nothing more than to grab his little one’s big boy parts through the squishy Pamper. As both a DL and a daddy, the 40 year old always looked for an opportunity to get his hands on the plastic backing of his partner’s diapers and make him feel good. However, he stopped himself this time. Maybe, one Darren showed what a big baby he was, Derek would let him make cummies. Once the couple made it to the living room, very slowly thanks to how wide apart Darren’s legs were due to his saggy diaper, the 25 year old made his way to the playmat he was having fun on before he went to look for daddy. After scanning for a second, he found his half full bottle laying next to his tower of baby blocks. “Me dwink baba daddy” he babbled, turning the lisp up to 10, as he grabbed the adult sized glass bottle and popped the nipple into his mouth before rolling onto his back and kicking his feet in the air. “Such a good baby boy drinking your baba! That is pretty babyish behavior. You are getting closer to getting put into a fresh dipey!” Derek cooed at his baby boy as he looked at the clearly not fresh diaper on his little. The seat of the diaper was dirt brown and the crotch was as yellow as a lemon. It looked like something out of a cartoon. While his daddy was smiling down at the wigging little under him, the little himself was doing everything he could to keep a smile on his face. The padding taped around his waist felt absolutely disgusting and he wanted to just cry until his daddy took it off. He hated being a mush tush, but he knew his partner liked it. Looking around the playspace, Derek looked at the next baby item he wanted to see his baby boy interact with and reached down to grab it. The rattling from this toy echoed throughout the living room as he shook it in his little boy’s face and cooed “look at the rattle baby! Does my widdle man want the rattle?” Releasing the bottle from his lips, even letting some of the milk dribble down his chin, as he yelled out “Me want wattle dada” as he made grabby hands towards the cartoon character covered toy. The giggles poured out of him, not because he truly cared to grab the noise maker, but because he wanted the stinky diaper off of him as soon as possible. Seeing his little giggle like a happy toddler made Derek smile, but he decided it was time to turn the baby treatment up to 10 and see how much Darren truly wanted a change. The 40 year old handed the toy to his baby boy and walked over to the couch on the other side of the room. Once he took a seat, Derek stuck his hands towards the diapered 20 year old and cooed “come to daddy baby! Waddle that cute widdle tushy over here!” Darren did all he could to stand up without sitting straight on his bottom, making him look like a baby just learning how to walk as he pushed his bottom high in the air. Once the man regressed to a toddler got his balance, he slowly toddled his way to his caregiver. He could only imagine how infantile he looked to his daddy with his legs spread far apart as his padding sagged low. With a massive stroke of luck, Darren was able to make it to his daddy’s arms without falling one time and was greeted with a string of praise that made his heart smile. “Wow, my little man did so good! You are such a good baby! I think you have earned yourself a dipey change…” Derek announced before continuing as a smile grew on his boy’s face “but first...daddy wants to give his padded prince a horsey ride.” As soon as he finished, the caregiver picked his diaper boy up and placed him on his knee straight on the baby’s messy diaper. Darren froze as soon as he felt the mess in the back of his diaper mush around the rest of his padding once he landed on his daddy’s knee. He just had no idea how to act. Did he freak out and start crying or let his inner toddler out even though this latest move by Derek had knocked him out of little space. In order to get out of this predicament as soon as possible, he chose the latter and called out “I wuv daddy horsey ride!” as he bounced up and down, his stomach turning every time he did so. “Wow, Darren must REALLY want a change” the man bouncing the diapered 20 year old on his knee thought as he grabbed the crotch of Darren’s diaper so he wouldn’t slide off. After about 5 or 6 more bounces, Derek was afraid the mess was going to start leaking out of his little man’s Huggies and did not want to do that sort of clean up. Gently, he placed the giggling toddler in front of him gently and cooed “Daddy is so glad you had fun baby! Now, how about we get you into a fresh white Pamper, this one is pretty stinky” was a couple pats on the full seat of Darren’s soiled diaper. The diapered man thought this moment would never come. Turning around and planting a kiss on his daddy’s cheek, he babbled “Tank ou dada, me want a clean dipey” as he toddled down the hall towards the nursery. Derek followed suit, watching his little one waddle down the hallway before calling out “Maybe it’s time for double diapers”

Chapter 7 (FInal) Was I really even considering leaving this room with no pants covering the cartoonishly thick padding wrapped around my petite waist? I must be crazy! “Um...do you have any sweatpants I could wear?” I asked. Even if there was no pair that would truly conceal my diaper, at least it would be covered for the short walk back to mommy’s car. “Baby, mommy doesn’t want to have to come back and drop the sweatpants once we get home. Plus, everyone already knows about your diapers! Remember me telling you that I paid everyone to be here? Nobody is going to judge you or make fun of you whether you choose to wear a onesie or leave your diaper uncovered. Mommy loves you no matter what!” my caregiver let me know, letting me know what came from her heart in front of Doctor Maddi and Nurse Jessica. It was at that moment that everything clicked into place for me: this was my fantasy. I don’t need to feel bad about anything. If I chose to wear a parka and snow pants out into the 80 degree weather, Kelsey would support me. What do I really want? It then hit me like a ton of bricks. “Mommy pick! Mommy pick!” rang through the small room. Once I had a second to truly think about what I wanted, it only made sense that my partner would decide for me. When I’m in little space, I never have a say. When a diaper change happens, what to watch on tv, even when I could drink: everything was up to mommy. “Ladies, can we have the room to ourselves for a couple minutes?” mommy asked the others in the room, a smile as big as the sun beaming on her beautiful face. “Of course” Doctor Maddi replied, shooting a smile in my direction as Jessica opened the door. “The shirts are in the cupboard right behind you, if you choose that option. I can’t wait to see how cute this pretty princess looks!” No matter how syrupy the doctor’s tone was, it still brought a shy smile to my face every time. “Alright, let’s get some clothes on you cutie! Well, part of you anyway” Kelsey chuckled as she turned her back to me, opening the cupboard and examining the clothing within. I figured this would be her choice. Whenever we were at home together, I rarely wore pants. Mommy has told me countless times that she loves the way my puffy padded bottom wags back and forth. Plus, it just made me look more like a baby, which was my caregiver’s main goal. While my amazing partner was searching for the perfect tee, my eyes wandered down to the enormous Pamper taped snuggly to my bottom. Normally, mommy dressed me in a diaper covered in baby blocks or cartoon characters. This was a totally different animal. The Huggies on my waist was light teal in color and had a giant wetness indicator running down the middle. As a diaper lover, as long as the diaper was thick, I was in love. I caught myself running my hands over the crinkly exterior as mommy turned around with a pink shirt in her hands. “Well well, it looks like someone like the dipey they whined about just a couple minutes ago. Now, why don’t you take your hands off Pamper and show me how Supergirl flies?” she asked, knowing that would snap me out of my diaper trance. Immediately after those words left my girlfriend’s mouth, my arms shot up sky high. In what seemed like seconds flat, mommy brought the shirt down my arms and let it rest comfortably on my torso. “Mommy’s princess” was written in cursive and covered in sparkles. Perfect. “Stand still so mama can fix your hair princess” was all that needed to be said in order for me to glue my feet to the floor. Kelsey always made me look absolutely adorable. With a, what I can assume will be massive, diaper waddle, my hair will be the cherry on top of my cuteness sundae. With mommy handing me Charlie and popping my binky back in my mouth, the image was complete. As I turned to look into the mirror in the corner of the room, my caregiver turned my to face the door and said “Not yet baby” as she opened the giant wooden door to a chorus of “Awwwwww” coming from both Jessica and Maddi “You are the cutest little one I have ever seen Your mommy made you look so pretty! Why don’t you come over to me and nurse Jessica so we can get a better look at you” the doctor cooed to me, holding her hands out my way like a proud aunt watching her niece take her first steps. As soon as I took a step, I felt like I was learning to walk. This diaper was easily 3 times thicker than my nite nite diaper. How could they even make padding that thick?!? Once I toddled my way over to the pair, everything was being pinched. My cheeks, my diaper, my tummy, nothing was escaping their grasp. “Alright ladies, I think it’s time for this little baby girl to head home. After the day she has had, a nap is definitely in order” Kelsey announced as she took my hand and started to take me out to the waiting room. “Say bye bye Katie” she whispered to me, smiling as I bring my fingers to my palm 4 times and call out “bye bye doctor Maddi and nurse Jessica”. As me and mommy made our way to the front door, slowly thanks to the plastic covered pillow taped between my legs, I heard the voice of the receptionist calling out to me. “Little one? I have a special something for you! The doctor talked to me while you were getting changed into that adorable outfit” she gave my extra padded bottom a pat as she walked over “and told me that you were the best patient ever. I think you earned yourself a little treat!” As if on cue, Kayla pulled out two lollipops from her pocket. She smiled a beaming smile as she handed one to me while her other hand went towards mommy. I spit my binky out and replaced it with the cherry flavored sucker in 2 seconds flat. “Thank you so much!” I told Kayla, licking the lolly in order to get as much flavor as I can. “Say, you are really great with my little Katie Watie! I was wondering if you would like to be a babysitter to this little baby girl someday? I bet you would be great at it.” Mommy told the receptionist, handing her a card with their phone number on it and asking for hers in return. I might have been embarrassed if I wasn’t so distracted by the amazing flavor dancing around in my mouth. The chat both of them had might have lasted 2 hours or 2 minutes. All I know is that, when mommy tugs my hand, that means it's time to go. “Bye bye Miss Kayla, tank you again” I called out as we left, the sucker in my mouth slurring my speech to make me appear even more like a toddler. As I waddled a massive waddle, with mommy holding my hand and accommodating my gait, my eyes wandered to the beautiful woman I am lucky enough to have as a partner. “I love you so much Kelsey!” I told her as I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “That’s mommy to you princess” she replied, a sly smile on her face as she gave me a couple pats on my diapered tushy. The End

Chapter 6 “But, but…” was all I could get out before she gave me that vintage “you better stop right there” face that every caregiver has given to their little at least once. “Sweetheart, I’m sure that diaper isn’t comfortable at all, but we need you to stay in it just a little bit longer. Everything that has already come out of your tummy” Kelsey poked the bloated diaper sagging between my thighs “might not be all of it. We need to make sure your tummy is totally empty.” “Your mommy is right baby girl” Doctor Maddi picked up right her mommy left off. “Pampers aren’t cheap, so us three are going to wait a couple minutes before we change you just to be sure everything that went in is sitting in your dipey.” Alright, I get it. Can everyone please stop addressing the droopy diaper attached to my waist? It already was uncomfortable to have on, I don’t want to be embarrassed about it to boot. The more I think about it though, the adults in the room asked for this. Heck, Doctor Maddi almost begged mommy to put something in my butt that made me have a super stinky diaper. Plus, to top things off, I didn’t have to change it. Sometimes (heck, most of the time), the baby life is the best life. For the next 5 minutes, I waddled around the room as we waited to see if anything joined the contents already sitting in the back of my padding. The only noises in the tiny room were the voices of mommy telling me I was doing such a great job and the medical professionals whispering to my caregiver what the next steps will be. Oh, there was one more noise: Febreze being sprayed. Jessica sprayed so much, it smelled like they were laying in a bed of flowers in a field...with a skunk hiding somewhere nearby. “Baby girl, mommy has to go potty, so…” I had a bad feeling about what was going to come out of Kelsey’s mouth next “Nurse Jessica is going to change your stinky butt.” Looking at her eyes, I can tell she felt bad about not being able to change me herself. “Mommy, I want you to change me though” my voice taking on a whining tone as I tried to give her my patented puppy dog eyes. I have only had someone other than my caregiver change my padding once and it was a very odd experience. On top of it, that was only a wet diaper. The job that Jessica was about to undertake was notably more, for lack of a better term, messy. “I know princess, but we can’t have you sitting around in such a dirty Pamper. Mommy doesn’t want you to get a rash on your tushy. It won’t be that bad and, plus, I bet you will be so much happier with some nice clean padding on your butt. Now, be good for Nurse Jessica. Mommy will be back in a little bit” Kelsey told me as she stepped out the door, blowing me a kiss as she let me alone with two strangers. As if on cue, the nurse dressed in pink scrubs held up all the necessary changing supplies including a diaper thicker than anything mommy had in their nursery. Was I even going to be able to walk in that thing? “Alright Katie, why don’t you lay down on the crinkly plastic so we can get you all fresh and clean?” she asked me in a tone that made it sound like I had a choice in the matter, which I obviously didn’t. Reluctantly, I hopped up onto the long chair that was commonplace in doctors offices. As soon as my mushy underwear squished against the hard surface, my stance on not wanting anyone else to change me was erased. The mess inside found its way into the few spaces that were still clean. On my back, I swallowed hard. It was the moment of truth. As she pulled the first tab free on my plastic backed Pamper, I wanted to yell at her to go faster. It felt like she was moving in slow motion. However, I knew all that would get me was a blistered bottom by mommy once we got home. As I felt the cool air bombard my diaper area, I knew the results of the enema were on display for both Nurse Jessica and Doctor Maddi. Something was missing from this picture, well besides mommy of course. I ran through my mind and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. “Charlie” I whined as I pointed my grabby hands towards the stuffed bear resting on the chair I was sitting on before this whole ordeal took place. Once I saw Maddi making her way towards my comfort item, a smile appeared on my face. “Here you go baby girl. Why don’t you give Charlie bear tons of snuggles? Let Jess take care of everything. In fact” Maddi left her sentence hanging in the air as she walked back over to her desk and picked up the pink pacifier from earlier. She made her way back to me, as I was getting my bottom wiped clean, and popped the binky right into my mouth. I just closed my eyes, nursed, and rubbed the soft fur of Charlie on my cheek as the moist wipes cleaned my dirty butt. “Oh my goodness” Jessica cooed, directing her faux exacerbation in my direction “you made so many stinkies! This Pamper is so heavy, I might have to find a wheelbarrow in order to throw it away” ending her statement with a slight chuckle as she wrapped the diaper in on itself. I had to do everything in my power not to give the nurse a piece of my mind. After watching my uncertainty with even letting the enema happen, let alone the uncomfortable process itself, that bitch thought it was ok to mock her? Instead of jumping down her throat about it, I just decided to pretend like I didn’t hear her and dance Charlie in front of my face instead. After my diaper, “as heavy as a bowling ball” according to Jessica, was dropped in the trash, I heard the door open and looked past the shimmering eyes of my stuffie to see mommy’s smiling face. As she waved at me and cooed “hi baby girl”, I could feel the person changing my diaper sprinkle baby powder all over my diaper area. Those two things combined brought my little space on full blast and I giggled around the pacifier in my mouth, babbling “dipey snow” in the littlest voice I have ever had. “That’s right little one, we are gonna put lots and lots of powder on your bottom so you don’t have any ouchies” Nurse Jessica said, or at least I think that’s what she said, as the mesmerizing powder floated from the bottle to my skin. God it felt amazing. Plus, the smell. Don’t get me started on the smell. “Wow, that is quite a thick diaper. Are we sure we need something this thick?” Mommy asked the nurse and doctor as she gave a squeeze to the bulky padding resting under my bottom. “We just are not 100% sure that all of her enema has been expelled. Better to be safe than sorry when it comes to that kind of a mess” Maddi told my caregiver as Jessica pulled the diaper tight and began taping it snuggly. “But, there is one issue you might have…” Jess told Kelsey as I watched her tape the first tapes down (bottom ones, of course). “With how thick these are, I don’t think those jeans are going to fit over them. So, that leaves you with 2 options: you can either dress her in the onesie she wore in or we can give her a t-shirt to wear. Now, this little one won’t have to worry about anyone seeing her diaper and giving her a hard time because our parking lot is not visible by anyone who doesn’t work here.” “Well, I think we should leave at least one choice up to you, my little princess” mommy turned her eyes from Jess and squarely on me. “Do you wanna wear your onesie or just a shirt? Which one would be more comfy for you?” Just as my caregiver finished asking the question, I felt the last tape get placed, trapping me in my bulky prison. As I gave my butt a wiggle to get used to the new diaper, I realized that they were not kidding: this diaper was massive. It felt like I had 2 pillows between my legs. As I sat there, all 6 eyes in the room focused on me as well as their ears waiting for my decision, I went through the pros and cons of each choice in my head...

Trying her best Squirming in her highchair was the only source of movement Susie has had in the last half hour. In front of the wiggly baby girl sat 3 adult sized baby bottles that were completely empty as well as 2 filled with apple juice. Completing the look that her mommy chose for her this morning of “Total Baby” was one of her nite nite diapers with 2 stuffers…and that was it if you don’t count the bloated tummy Susie had. As if on cue, Susie’s mommy made her way into the kitchen, her footsteps echoing on the wood floor. “I see someone finished one more baba since Mommy came in to check on you last time” she cooed as she ran her fingers along one of the empty glass bottles. “Only 2 more and then you are allowed to go potty. Speaking of which, I hope someone didn’t break the rules and make their Pampers all pee pee wet before mommy said so.” Once the sentence ended, Susie watched her mommy’s hand disappear until the pastel pink highchair tray. Seconds later, the feeling of her partner’s nails dancing along her inner thigh made him just a bit. Her mommy’s pointer finger than found it’s way inside the leak guard of her bulky diaper. The wiggling of the finger inside Susie’s diaper made her giggle before it was quickly removed and reappeared after a couple pats on her padded crotch. “You are being such a good girl for mommy and keeping your dipey nice and dry! Now, before you start working on baba number 4, tell me why you need to drink so much juice” the 30 year old told the 19 year old strapped into the baby seat in a no nonsense tone. “Because...because…” Susie tried to stall or change the subject, but once she looked into her mommy’s eyes, she knew there was no way that was happening. “I took my dipey off last night and when pee pee in my crib.” Once the sentence exited her mouth, all the baby girl strapped into the high chair could do was hang her head in shame. “That’s right princess. Mommy knows that babies make mistakes, but I just need to remind you that you need to use your diapers. Now, mama has to go wash your bed sheets, but I want at least one baba gone when I come back” she told her little one as she walked out of view of her baby girl. “Remember: if I come back to find a squishy dipey, you aren’t getting changed until you make it stinky” mommy called out to remind her little of her possible punishment. A shiver went down Susie’s spine. She HATED messy diapers so much! The only time she made poopy diapers was when she was punished and they made her skin crawl. With the horror movie of having to squat down and fill her diaper played in her head, it was quickly interrupted by a ping in her bladder. Susie had to go and badly! Her strategy was simple: drink the final 2 bottles as fast as she possibly could and run as fast as her diaper would allow her to the potty. The suckling of the nipple might as well have been in slow motion with how quickly the baby girl drank down her bottles. Once the last drop of apple juice was drunk from the last bottle, it felt like Susie’s eyes were floating in an apple juice filled skull. “Mommy! I’m done!” she screamed out while pulling on the straps holding her into the infantile chair. She was going to burst any second! The woman Susie called mommy sprinted from the laundry room into the kitchen and set her princess free with the speedy hands of an experienced caregiver. “Hurry to the potty baby!” she called to the girl who was way ahead of her, the thick diaper causing a waddle that brought a smile to her face. She was going to make it! Susie was actually gonna get to the potty. When her hand wrapped itself around the doorknob, her bladder had other plans. A tear fell from the thickly diapered girl’s eye as she felt the padding taped around her waist grow warm. The flood gates had opened and nothing was going to stop them. For what felt like 5 minutes, Susie soaked every square inch of her Pamper. When her body was finally done emptying itself, her teary eyes looked down at the diaper sagging dangerously low on her hip. She was then a bit shocked when she saw her caregiver’s hand find its way between her legs and give the squishy padding a squeeze. “Uh oh! Someone sure soaked her Huggies! It’s ok princess, babies can’t help but use their diapers. Now, why don’t we get some food in your tummy so you can make that dipey all stinky for mommy” Susie’s mommy cooed at her as she took her hand and led her back to the highchair.

Yup…THAT Aisle Taking a deep breath, Cameron crossed the threshold that turned his cheeks red and made him walk a little slower than normal. Normally, when this particular spot was visited by the 23 year old, he was on his own and able to take things on his own. However, with both his mommy and daddy walking right behind him, he had no choice but to go at their speed. “Why did you make me come with you?” Cam asked, pulling at the hem of his shirt for what felt like the 100th time since they entered the store. His caregivers didn’t dress him in things that did an amazing job of keeping the thick diaper of his under wraps. Sporting a pair of baby blue shorts and a white tshirt combined with the tube socks pulled up his legs gave off toddler vibes. That is not even mentioning the fact that his shirt was just short enough so that, if he did anything other than walk with his arms at his sides, the ever present danger of the waistband of his padding showing. “Because buddy” daddy responded “You are all out of dipeys and we can’t just leave you at home by yourself while we pick up some.” As if to confirm the daddy and baby boy relationship they had, he ruffled the diapered man’s hair with a chuckle. “Plus, we can never have enough time with our little man” mommy chimed in with that classic mommy voice that went an octave too high for Cameron’s liking. Cam could have argued, but he knew it wouldn't have accomplished anything but a sore bottom when he got home. Plus, as much as he hated to admit it, he did need some new diapers. The one taped around his waist currently got pretty soggy on the care ride over. Speaking of diapers, the little mommy and daddy called baby boy found himself in the palace of Pampers. While his caregivers compared brands, absorbency levels, and prices, Cameron could only focus on the colorful packages and the models on them. He didn’t know how, but instead of babies on the packages, the models on these packs of padding were all in their early 20s. The value box of Fluffy brand diapers had a baby girl not much younger than him waddling towards her mommy, who had her arms out and a massive smile as she looked like she was watching her little one take her first steps. The seemingly 25 year old on the Clouds diaper bag next to that was on his back with his feet in the air as he shook a rattle, his padded bottom on full display. “Look sweetie, they look just like you and Sarah during playdates” mommy scared Cam a little as she shoved the package of Waddles in his face. The photo on the front of this packaging was both a baby girl and boy as they laid on their tummies coloring, a mommy behind them reaching a hand to both their diapered crotches to get a quick check. “Speaking of which” both mommy and daddy said in unison as they quickly yanked Cameron’s shorts down to his ankles to check his diapers. The drooping crotch of his padding gave away the status of his diaper immediately. “My my, someone has quite a droopy dipey!” was all Cameron heard as he tried to disappear from this embarrassing moment. “How about I go change him while you go grab the rest of the groceries?” daddy said as he yanked his baby boy’s shorts back up and took the fresh bag of diapers. “Come on slugger, let’s go get you all dry and clean!” Cameron took his daddy’s hand and waddled towards the bathroom, a small smile on his face as he awaited a dry bottom.

This is going to be fun! I have gotten tons of ideas for this short story collection and am so excited to be writing and adding stories all weekend. If you are liking this collection and want to see tons more of my writing, consider joining my Patreon. For only $10, you get access to tons and tons of DIaper Girl, DIaper Boy, Mommy, and Daddy stories! If you are interested, click the link below and sink into your fantasies today Patreon.com/ThatDaddyFellow ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- White Out “Princess, wake up! You have to see this” Shelly told the 20 year old sleeping in front of her as she lightly shook her shoulders to wake her quicker. “Uh…Why?” Katie whined, looking up at her partner with her eyes barely open and her hair shooting in every possible direction. “I want to surprise you, just hurry up and come with me!” Figuring this would help her girlfriend wake up, the woman Katie affectionately called mama pulled the covers off the tired girl. Being a mommy to this special woman for the past 2 years, the first thing she noticed was the soggy diaper bulging between her baby girl’s legs. Normally, a diaper change would be well overdue, but that could wait today. She needed her little one to hurry. “Hey!” Katie moaned, trying in vain to grab the warm blanket that was well out of her reach. Knowing that her girlfriend and caregiver was going to keep bothering her until she went with her, the well padded college student swung her feet over the side of the bed. Shelly didn’t even take in the adorable sight of her baby girl widen her legs when she stood up to accommodate the swollen plastic backed diaper swaying between her legs. Instead, she took her lover’s hand and pulled her out of the bedroom and down the hall. The slight crinkle of Katie behind her made Shelly chuckle once they finally got to the living room. “Look!” was all she had to say, watching her little one’s head turn to follow her pointing finger. The diapered woman’s jaw almost hit the floor when she saw what had her girlfriend so excited. White flakes of show floated past their window at a rapid rate before piling on the ground below. It was an absolutely beautiful sight to behold and had ideas dancing through the little’s head immediately. Making snowpeople, sledding, creating snow forts, snowball fights, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. She was so enamored with the flakes falling the she didn’t even notice Shelly plant a kiss on her cheek. “Baby girl, we can go outside and play later today, but Mama wants to have some cuddle time before we go. Plus, someone’s Huggies look like they are one drop of pee pee away from leaking. I brought all your things out here so we can change you and you can get super duper comfy! Now, why don’t you lay down here?” the woman Katie called her caregiver pointed to the changing mat on the floor, but still within viewing distance of the snow. With Katie preoccupied by the snow falling out their window, she was taped up in a diaper and 2 stuffers in record time. She did, however, break out of her snow induced trace for one moment when mama told her it was time for “dipey snow” AKA baby powder. While her mommy did love seeing the little princess in just her white padding most of the time, a pair of flannel footed pajamas were quickly pulled up the baby girl’s frame with a paci clipped to the neck. To finish off the outfit, a sippy cup full of hot chocolate was handed to the slowly regressing woman. “Tank ou mama” the 20 year old babbled right before sucking on the straw sticking out of the toddler cup. “Of course Katie, anything for my baby girl” Shelly cooed back, showering the padded princess with kisses that produced giggles around the straw. “Now, how about we go sit on the couch and get comfy while the pretty snow falls?” Without a response, Katie stood up and started making her way to the couch, the bulky padding between her legs gave her a very noticeable waddle. With mama’s hand in her right hand and her yummy sippy cup, covered with unicorns, in the other, the Lit major was in absolute heaven. As the couple sat down and snuggled into each other, they couldn’t believe how perfect this moment was. Shelly started patting the thickly padded bottom of her baby girl and whispered in her ear “mama loves you so much baby girl”. Katie pulled the straw from her mouth just long enough to respond “forever and ever mama”.

I have some ideas to counter that. Just wait and see what the next chapter holds ?

Chapter 1 “Bye bye honey, mommy will be back before you know it! Why don’t you color me a pretty picture for me when I come back?” Melissa told her little one, giving him a kiss on the cheek and a pat on his crinkly bottom. As an attendant at the daycare walked him back into the toddler room, she made sure to blow her little man a kiss as she walked out the door into the sun drenched morning. Closing the door to her SUV, Melissa couldn’t help but smile as she saw a couple walking on the sidewalk with their little one strapped into their stroller. The pacifier in that little’s mouth hid most of the massive smile as she snuggled the giant stuffed alligator. With the abnormally warm weather, it was no surprise to Melissa that the 22 year old was clad in just a tank top and bulky padding. Yup, you heard that right. The bouncing baby girl babbling gibberish to her stuffed animal in broad daylight is old enough to grab a drink at a bar. Heck, her “baby boy” is almost 40. When society started having less kids, the markets that normally catered to babies needed to do something. Once companies like Procter & Gamble and Kimberly Clark caught wind of the ABDL community, the marriage made too much sense to ignore. Today, you can find anything from adult sized Huggies and Pampers to gigantic car seats and strollers. Now, littles can live out the lives they have always wanted to without rejection. Melissa still had the same smile on her face as she pulled into the parking lot at work. From the minute she left her boys daycare, ideas had been bouncing around in her head with no reason to stop. The woman, sporting a professional black pants suit, speed walked down the hallway towards her office. “Morning Mel” Sarah announced, followed immediately by a sip of coffee. “Did you…” she started to talk about the latest episode of their favorite sitcom before Melissa blew by her. “Give me one minute Sarah. I got some ideas I need to write down” she called out as she got to her office. Planting herself on her swivel chair, Mel grabbed the notebook on the side of her desk as well as a pen. The slight scratch of pen hitting paper was music to her own ears. Normally, when Melissa thought of a great idea, it shot right up the ladder to her boss. This idea, however, wasn’t a wholly unique idea, just something her company hadn’t created yet. “Oh my gosh, you are a genius Mel” Sarah called out, smiling as she saw the drawing being created in front of her. It was so simple, yet necessary: a two little stroller. While double strollers had been done for actual children, no company marketing itself to ABDLs had made one. Melissa’s company, ABC (Adult Baby Corporation) was new to the adult baby scene, but they had a ton of potential and resources. ABC has so far made cribs, changing tables, strollers, and car seats. To outsiders looking in, that might not seem too bad. However, compared to the amount of items P&G, Kimberly Clark, and Graco come out with, Adult Baby Corporation is still in its infancy. “What made you think of that?” Sarah asked, still eyeballing the drawing. “Well, after I dropped Mark off at daycare, I saw this family out for a walk. They had one little in the stroller while their daddy carried another little on his hip. While some people like to carry their babies a lot, what about those parents who want their hips free and their little ones safe and secure? It might not be the most groundbreaking idea, but it seems like a pretty necessary one.” The 49 year old spun around, smiling at her younger coworker. Sarah could see the excitement and passion for her work in Melissa’s face. It was one of the things that brought them together as friends. Well, that and both accidentally bringing in their little one’s diaper bags into work on the same day. Sometimes having kids is just a crutch so people can have something to talk about together. For these two, it was one more reason they clicked. It also helped that their littles could have playdates together. “I think it’s a smart and practical idea. Why don’t you scan that and send it to the higher ups? Get it in front of as many eyes as possible.” Sarah loved seeing her friends succeed and was sure Melissa was going to with this idea. As fast as she could, Melissa scanned her doodles and emailed it to her bosses. Now she played the waiting game as the day progressed. “I’m so glad we tried that new taco place. So good!” Sarah sang the new restaurant’s praises as she rubbed her stomach. “No doubt. I need to be careful or my wallet is gonna empty faster than one of Chris’ bottles at bedtime” Melissa chuckled as she imagined her baby boy sucking down a bottle in what seemed like seconds flat. Their conversation and daydreaming ended, however, when the head of the company approached them. The clicking of high heels echoed one final time as the big boss greeted the ladies. “Hi there Melissa” Mary extended her hand to the mother, smiling. Mid handshake, she turned to Sarah and gave her a similar greeting. “I’m glad I caught you Melissa. After receiving your email this morning, the double stroller idea has been stuck in my head! I was wondering if you wanted to come up to my office and discuss it a little more as well as another potential project?” Melissa tried her best to stop from jumping up and down. As she cleared her throat, a small smile showed across her lips as she answered “I would love to.”

I had about 6 or 7 people give me prompts

Since I have been stuck in a rut lately regarding writing, I figured I would let my Twitter followers (@DaddyFellow) give me some prompts and make a very short story off of them. These are probably one time 500 word stories and are mainly just diaper smut. Enjoy them for what they are worth Prompt: Nature Trail “What in the world do we have here?” Jamie asked, reaching down and brushing some dirt off the shining red object that sat right off the path. It looked like an amulet, but shined like a diamond. Figuring it was just dropped by someone who had walked this trail before her, the brunette snatched it up and placed it in the pocket of her shorts as she made her way down the beautiful trail. Tall trees lined the walking path, allowing the sun's rays to peek through them in a way that made it look like the front of a brochure. Jamie had no intention of letting an 80+ degree day pass her by without getting a walk on her favorite trail! She, however, couldn’t shake the thoughts of that amulet resting in her pocket. Jamie quickly pulled it back into view, running her fingers across the surface. Who in the world would lose such a thing? It had to be worth thousands of dollars! “Jamie, focus on the scenery” she told herself, almost forcing herself to put the jewelry away. The woman shook her head, focusing on her steps as she put one foot in front of the other. The feet started to add up until she had made it a half mile. With less than a quarter mile until the end of her journey, Jamie started to feel a little odd. She wasn’t sure what it was, but her pace was slowing. She wasn’t tired at all, but it felt like her steps were more thought out and less organic. Almost like a baby taking their first steps. Almost instinctively, Jamie grabbed the red jewel in her pocket. Maybe that was the cause of this odd slow down. At that moment, everything hit her like a ton of bricks. First, it was her hair. The brunette ponytail that sat high on her hair shifted, as if by magic, into two childish pigtails, bouncing along with every step in her slowed gait. Her shirt came next. The sleeveless green top she had put on at her apartment was no more. Sitting in its place was an almost neon pink t-shirt with the words “toddler on the loose” spelled out in baby blocks. As if it was a surprise, the sports bra underneath disappeared. Ironically, the pink Nikes she had on were swiftly turned into all white Velcro shoes, complete with frilly pink socks spilling over the top. After all of that, the worst part for the rapidly changing women's clothing was saved for last. Her underwear swelled and crinkled as Jamie took the final step from adult to toddler. Looking down, tears streaming down her face, she saw an extremely thick diaper staring up at her. No shorts or anything to cover, just a pristine white Pamper taped snuggly to her hips. “Baby girl, you had mommy so scared!” a mysterious woman called out behind Jamie as she was picked up, causing an ear shattering scream. As the screaming Jamie fought and clawed at the excessive tall woman, all she could hear was “Sweetie, you can’t run that far ahead of me. You had me worried sick” as she was placed on the woman’s hip and carried down the trail. The final thing she saw as she looked back down the trail through tear filled eyes was the amulet that started it all...

Chapter 2 of one of my most NSFW stories I have ever written. Want some more raunchy stories? How about some more cute and cuddly stories? Good news: you can get access to plenty of both for only $10 instantly. Not only are there tons of stories already available, you are guaranteed at least one new story a week! Patreon.com/thatdaddyfellow _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 2 The matching bra and panties set that sat on Jennifer’s 5’5” frame looked like it was painted on. Her 34DD breasts bounced, ever so slightly, as she made her way over to her kneeling boyfriend. “Good job at listening Jackson, I’m happy that I don’t have to go get the paddle. I, however, have something a lot more fun. Now, I want you to lay down right here so i can get you all padded up.” As her boyfriend laid on his back, Jenn reached to her right and stuck her hand in the large bag. She moved her hand around, feeling plenty of different textures until she felt the smooth plastic of the diaper. Watching Jennifer pull the thick diaper from the bag was a double edged sword for the man awaiting his crinkly prison. On one hand, he loved diaper play as much as anyone. He admitted, it took him a couple sessions to have these feelings, but now that he does, it is by far his favorite accessory to have in the bedroom and that is saying something. On the other hand, with what his girlfriend was (or wasn’t) wearing, he wanted nothing to get in the way of him throwing her on the bed and just going at her. Since Jackson really wasn’t in any position to make demands, he just laid back and played the latter over and over in his mind. Jennifer was confused as to why her boyfriend had that big grin and glazed look on his face, but it made lifting his bottom up and placing the padding under his butt a little bit harder. She knew what would snap him out of his stupor. As Jenn reached down to her boyfriend’s diaper area, she took a hold of his semi flacid cock. That snapped Jackson out of his thoughts immediately. Feeling the lotion covered hands of his sexy girlfriend on his dick made his hair stand on end. Jack didn’t care what he was hearing, what he had under his ass, or what Jennifer was about to do to him, all he wanted right now was for her hand to keep doing what it’s doing. “Do you like that hun?” Jenn asked, waiting for a reply, to which she just received a nod from the man laying before her. Normally, she liked to baby talk to Jackson when there was diaper play involved, but the scene she had prepared was no spot for a regressed boyfriend. After a couple more strokes up and down his bulging cock, she slowly released her boyfriend and reached back into the bag. Jackson’s head snapped up and his eyes stared daggers at the drop dead gorgeous women in front of him. “Babe, why on earth did you stop?” he asked, almost pleading for her to pick up where she left off. “This is why” she told him, pulling the bullet shaped object out of the bag. With a smile beaming from her face, Jennifer asked “do you know what this is” to her submissive boyfriend. All Jackson could do was nod. He knew two things: it was a suppository and it was going in his butt. “Perfect! If you know what it is, then you know what it does. I have a little game for you to play today. I am going to put some thick mittens on you” she told him in a matter of fact tone, placing the suppository on the floor and taking the mitts out of her sack of sexy accessories. Normally she would only use these for regression play, but they were going to be put to a much more nefarious purpose today. The man about to be diapered on the floor sported a confused look as his girlfriend guided his hands into the soft mittens. What in the world could she be up to? There was no other baby stuff out, that he could see at least, so he didn’t think little space was going to be a part of the night. As his mind went over the possibilities, he heard the woman kneeling in front of him clear her throat. When her diapered man was thinking about what the night could hold, Jenn had grabbed the baby oil and powder from the seemingly bottomless bag. She squeezed a healthy squirt onto Jackson’s diaper area and then spoke as she rubbed it in. “So, tonight, I am going to have a little fun. Since I know you had a very long day at work, I wanted to reward my working man! Once we get this suppository in your butt and the fluffy diaper all taped up, I think I am gonna give you a strip tease. You deserve it.” Jennifer was suing the sexiest tone she could as she finished up with the oil and moved onto the powder. “However, I don’t want to see you touch yourself. At all. If, when I finish up what I have planned, your diaper isn’t bone dry, you are going to get a meeting with Mr. Paddle. That means, whether there is piss, shit, or cum in your diaper, you're gonna get it paddled with it wrapped around your waist. Do you understand me?” Jennifer asked, making sure he knew the rules...well, half of them at least. “Oh fuck” was the only thought that ran through his mind. So, not only was he not going to be able to cum, he was going to have to hold in the mess that was going to be trying to force it’s way into his diaper while watching his sexy as fuck girlfriend get naked? It felt like the odds were stacked against him big time. As he tried to start calming his mind before anything started, he locked eyes with the woman in black lingerie staring at him. She was wearing the “well, did you hear me” face like it was a Halloween mask. “Yes” was all Jackson could muster as he saw he reach back for the item that was going inside him. “Before I put this in your ass, I have a couple more rules” she told him, pouring out the bag onto the floor with a thud. She picked up the hula hoop first. “I am going to put this a little bit behind you. I don’t want to see even one toe outside of this ring.” She tossed it towards the wall, satisfied when it landed a good 5 feet from where she was going to be. “One more thing: If I see you touching your puffy padding at all while I’m stripping, I will stop immediately and go get Mr. Paddle and something else. Trust me, you don’t want to know what that other item is. Now, let’s get this in you” Jenn told Jackson, almost immediately after shoving the bullet shaped instrument of torture into his hole and quickly taping the plastic backed diaper on snug. As soon as Jackson watched the last tape get pressed tight, he got on his hands and knees and crawled back to the hula hoop as fast as he could. The man crinkled back to the predetermined spot, knowing that every second counted. If he were to sit there and argue or whine to Jenn, it would have only taken time away from his ability to not lose the game. “Stripping time” he thought, a small smile grew on his face as he sat on his knees, the only way he could sit while still keeping his feet in the ring. “Good. Now, I think it’s time I got out of this bra” Jennifer gave her boyfriend a seductive smile as she started rolling her hips. After all, she didn’t just want to get naked right away, she wanted to give Jackson a show. If it was at the expense of his pristine, white diaper, so be it. “Here we go” was all the crossed his mind as a dumb grin formed on his lips. However, the look planted on his face wasn’t the only thing changing, as evidenced by the slight movement of the diaper. As Jen turned around and shook her ass at the man stuck in the hula hoop, his right hand slowly moved down to his crotch solely on instinct. Thank God that he was able to stop himself at the last moment or the show would have been over. “Wow, not touching myself might be even harder than holding the suppository in.” The man trapped in the hoop blushed just thinking that sentence. Reaching up her tanned shoulder blades, Jennifer got a hold of the back of her bra. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to use some cheesy line like “does baby want some of mommy’s milk?”, instead the words “Look at these tits. Why don’t you waddle over here and give them a squeeze” dripped off of her lips. No way in hell Jackson was going to take that bait. He stood, or sat, his ground as his erection continued to strain against the fluffy padding trapping it. Jennifer figured that her man was too smart to take that easy bait, so she decided to add a little wrinkle into the mix. Walking towards him, she could see the tent he was pitching in his padding. “Are you sure you don’t wanna rub your cock honey? It looks like it's about to burst!” Again, no movement from him. It was at that moment she made a decision that would tip the odds in her favor. Bending over, Jenn grabbed the crotch of the love of her life’s diaper and gave it a squeeze. “I said you can’t touch yourself, but I didn’t say I couldn’t touch you.” Jackson’s eyes lit up like Christmas lights when his topless girlfriend grabbed his infantile underwear. “What?!? That’s definitely cheating!” he called out, trying not to think about his current situation. “You’re right. I lost” she coldly said, pulling her hand away from his covered cock and walking away. As she turned her head back towards him, Jenn called out “Looks like you are gonna get no show and just mess your diaper like a little baby!” The blood rushed to his face immediately. She was right. If he was going to have to shit his pants, he might as well have some fun beforehand. “Jenn, please come back! It’s not cheating, I’m sorry” he shyly told her, his eyes drifting up to catch her perfect ass stop moving. “Good boy” was all she needed to say.

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Plus, having Doctor Maddi and Nurse Jessica watching the whole time didn’t help matters at all. “Remember baby girl, mommy is doing this to make sure you are healthy. We want your tummy to feel good, not filled up with yucky stuff” Kelsey tried to reassure me. I could hear the wavering in her voice though, feeling the nervous tension coming from her made it that much worse for me. “Alright Kelsey, if you could flip little Katie onto her stomach, we can get the procedure started” Jessica instructed mommy as if I wasn’t even in the room. It made sense though, that’s how I have been treated all day. “Here we go baby girl” the woman I call mommy cooed to me as she slowly rolled me over. With my bare bottom exposed, I was just glad the “adults” in the room couldn’t see my face. It looked like every ounce of blood had gone from circulating through my body up to my face. Try as I might, I couldn’t even stop a single tear from running down my cheek. “Okay Katie” doctor Maddi talked to me with the tone of a parent trying to reassure their child everything was going to be ok “Miss Jessica is gonna put a little tube in your tushy. It will feel just like when your mommy takes your temperature. It also might feel a little uncomfortable. If things start to hurt a lot, let me or Miss Jessica know right away ok?” I nursed on my pacifier that much faster now that it was the moment of truth. As mommy walked in front of me to comfort me when it was happening, I felt the cold gloves the nurse was wearing slightly separate my butt cheeks. Once the nozzle went in, I had to do all I could to stop myself from crying. The only thing that came out of my mouth was a whimpered “mommy” from behind my pacifier. My girlfriend reassures me “It’s ok baby girl, you are doing so good!” as she ran her fingers through my hair. That definitely helped me calm down a tiny bit and focus on something other than the tube in my bottom. At least until the fluid started rushing in. “Holy shit” was all that I could think, almost loud enough to have it shoot out of my head so mommy could hear it. I mean, I have seen other littles on social media getting enemas and it didn’t look too terribly bad. Well, as not bad as sticking a tube up your bottom so you would poop a lot as it could be at least. It felt like there was a water balloon in my stomach and it was about to burst! How could anybody possibly enjoy this? Seeing me wince when the mixture flowed into my bottom made my mommy a little worried, I could see it on her face. She worried about me all the time, she was a mommy after all. Even though this enema wasn’t something I really wanted to do, I know my girlfriend wants nothing but the best for me. “It’s ok baby girl, it’s almost over” she reassured me, rubbing my back as she looked back at the doctor and nurse. I’m assuming she was glazing to see how much of the enema was left. A smile and kiss on my forehead when her gaze turned back to me put the tiniest smile on my face. Even when times are not the best, I know Kelsey will be there by my side. “Just a couple more seconds little miss Katie” I could hear nurse Jessica announce as I felt her cold, gloved hands. One was placed on my right butt cheek and the other was at the base of the nozzle. After what felt like 3 minutes, she pulled the end out and gave a light tap to my bottom. “Now little one” Maddi instructed, the sing song voice of hers still bouncy as ever “I need you to hold in your poopies until we get you back in a fresh dipey. Can you do that for me and your mommy?” Of course I could, she does know I’m not an actual baby right? As if to mock me, however, my stomach felt like it kicked me. As I wiggled due to the sudden slight pain, the contents of my stomach shifted with it. God, this is horrible! Why do people do this for fun?!? As slow as I can, I maneuver my way onto my back and moan behind the pacifier “dipey pwease!” “Don’t worry baby girl, mommy is here with a fresh diaper” she announced to me and, like lightning, she was in front of me with a fresh diaper. Mommy always was fast with diaper changes when she needed to be. The fastest hands in the west as far as I was concerned. “And done” she called out, almost bragging to Jessica and Maddi. I barely heard or felt anything during the change, however, because all I wanted to concentrate on was making sure I didn't let everything out before I was taped up. I shifted as quickly as I could onto my knees, the crinkling of the plastic on the table below me matched that of my puffy padding. As soon as my back was straight, my tummy couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to be empty. I had no say in the matter. A shiver went down my spine as the mess fell out of my bottom and into the fluffy padding of the previously white diaper. At this point, all I could do was sit there and try to hold back tears. Any second now, I am expecting the contents of my stomach to leak out of the quickly filling diaper and spill out onto the examination table. After a half minute of more of the same, there was no leakage at all. Wow, mommy really does pick out the best diapers! “Okay, I think it’s ov…” my brain tells me before my bowels cut in and bring on a second wave. My god, is it ever going to end? For the first time since all this started happening, I look down at the brown diaper sagging between my thighs. It was just a disaster down there. I do not envy whoever is going to have to change me after this. Also, part of me is kind of surprised that the tapes haven’t given out under the weight of the enema. I picked Charlie up and gave him a big hug as I felt what had to be the last of my stomach contents. My eyes went from my stuffie to my demolished padding and then over to my mommy. A big smile on her face, I could tell she was proud of me. For what, I’m not quite sure, but she was looking at me like I just finished running the Boston Marathon. “You did such an amazing job sweetheart, mommy is so proud of you” my amazing girlfriend cooed, putting so much syrup in her tone I expected an order of pancakes to come out of her mouth. However, right now, I could use any encouragement I could get. “Does your tummy feel better? It looks like it should be pretty much empty now” doctor Maddi asked, walking over to me and looking at the ticking time bomb that was my messy diaper. “Like your mommy said, you did a great job!” While praise was nice, the thing I wanted more than anything else was to get out of this Pamper. “Mommy, change my dipey?” I asked, giving her puppy dog eyes to sweeten the deal. “I wish I could baby girl, but not yet,” she replied. My jaw hit the table below my knees.

Here is chapter 1 of one of my newer stories. To see chapter 2 of this story, as well as tons other ABDL stories for only $10, check out my Patreon. Whether you like diaper boy, diaper girl, mommy dom, or daddy dom stories, my Patreon has you covered! Patreon.com/thatdaddyfellow ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 The sound of top 40 pop music rang through the hallways of Jennifer’s home as she was just finishing up washing the dishes. If there was one thing that she hated, it was silence. Whether it was the twang of some old fashioned country, the rhymes spit by her favorite rappers, or just the catchy melody of a pop song, Jennifer was listening to tunes basically 24/7. Just as the song finished up, she heard the distinct bark of her favorite furry friend in the next room. “Chuck, what's going on over there” she called out as if the dog would somehow answer her with actual words. Not hearing any follow up noise, she called out “Alexa, volume up!” The beat was bouncing through her soul and she just needed to start dancing to get some of it out. Just before she turned around, however, Jennifer felt the most comforting thing she could feel on a day to day basis: the large hands of her boyfriend wrapping around her waist. “Hey babe, I didn’t hear you come in” she whispered to him. “Alexa, pause” Jackson yelled, not being able to hear himself think, let alone the noise that just came out of his girlfriend’s mouth. “Sorry sweetheart, I didn’t hear that. I can’t believe you listen to your music that loud. Anyway, what did you say?” “Just shut up and kiss me” she told him, flashing a coy smile in Jackson’s direction before grabbing his chin and sticking her tongue down his throat. While he was a little shocked by his love’s forwardness, there was no way Jackson was going to let this moment go to waste. He went at her just as passionately as she did. This went on for another minute before they both, seemingly, came up for breath. “Holy shit, that was amazing Jenn” Jackson said, a stupid grin stuck on his face. “Tonight, there will be plenty more where that came from, but for now” Jennifer slowly went in for another kiss only to stop inches from her man’s lips and call out “Alexa, play” with a cheesy smile matching her Jackson’s. The loud boom of bass caused him to nearly jump out of his skin. “I will be in the bedroom if you need me” he basically screamed at Jessica. “What?” she asked back at a normal volume. She followed that up with a wink as she turned back around and grabbed the very few soapy dishes she needed to scrub. Once the working man made his way into the couple’s bedroom, all he could do was flop down on the bed. Work was absolutely exhausting today. When he was a kid, he thought only people that worked as professional athletes, firefighters, and similar jobs were allowed to come home tired. They were on their feet and working hard all day after all. He never put a commercial producer in that camp.However, with the way his body feels, he might as well have run a marathon. “And done. Finally!” Jennifer told herself as she pulled the stopper on the drain and watched the soapy suds flow down the drain. While she did love cooking, she absolutely hated the cleanup that went with it. She was just so happy that her plan worked. Jenn wanted to have a super nice dinner tonight with Jackson because he had been working himself to death lately at work. She was beyond grateful for what he did, both at work and when they were together, to keep the flame of their relationship burning strong. She must say, he was definitely no slouch in the bedroom either. While his preferences ran a little out of the ordinary, she absolutely loved it and wanted to do whatever it took to make him feel loved and appreciated. Tonight, that meant a lovely steak dinner followed by a very fun night of some kinky exploits she had planned. Walking into the bedroom,Jackson’s girlfriend couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle as she saw him napping. His eyes were closed, snores echoing from his mouth, and even a little bit of drool escaping from the right side of his mouth. While she did just want him to get some sleep and relax, Jenn also didn’t want the steaks to get cold. “Hey babe” she whispered, gently shaking him “I made us a special dinner and I don’t want it to get cold” explaining the situation to her boyfriend as he slowly woke from his slumber. While food did sound good, sleep sounded way better. However, the last thing he wanted to do was turn down a meal that his incredible partner slaved away to make. “Food sounds perfect right now” Jackson responded to Jennifer as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. As the couple walked out of the bedroom, Jennifer’s boyfriend’s jaw dropped as he saw the food on the table. “Oh my god Jenn, this looks absolutely incredible! Thank you so much” he followed up his words with a kiss on her cheek. Even though it looked amazing, it smelled a million times better. He wanted to bottle this scent and wake up to it every morning. “Alexa play” she called to her robotic companion, her command followed by the quiet tones of smooth jazz. “I know that blasting pop a little earlier was obnoxious, so I figured we could have a little more relaxed vibe tonight. Jennifer even pulled out Jackson’s chair and pushed it in like they were at a 5 star restaurant. Grabbing two glasses of red wine, she handed one to him and announced “let’s have a toast: to our love and to the fun we will have later tonight.” After the trademark clink and a sip, Jackson asked “Oh, some fun tonight? What do you have in mind?” “Nothing you need to worry about, I have everything all planned out. Now, let’s forget about that and dig into these steaks” Jenn told her boyfriend as she looked down at the beautiful cut of meat. Slicing into it and putting the bite in her mouth, she couldn’t help but telling him “I think even I outdid myself” while her mouth was still full. The couple went through a ton of different topics during their meal together. Everything from how Jackson’s day went to what Jenn saw their mutual friends on social media to just mundane stuff like news and weather. “And I just saw that it was supposed to be very sunny this weekend, which means plenty of sunbathing! Maybe we can even go out to the park and have a picnic or something like that.” Jennifer suggested as she polished off the last of her steak. “Yeah, I would totally be down for that. Sounds like a really good date idea” Jackson replied, finishing his steak moments after his girlfriend. After a half minute of hearing nothing but smooth jazz in the air, he came right out and asked “So, what do you have planned for tonight?” “I want to keep a lot of it a secret, but I will let you know one thing we will be getting into: diapers” she told him, a smile growing on her face. Wanting to keep cool, Jackson mirrored her smile and told Jenn “Nice, sounds like fun!” Jackson and Jennifer had tried diaper play about a year ago and never looked back. Just the mixture of the comfort that comes from wearing to the embarrassment of needing to use them really got them going. They have tried so many different things with them: bondage, rope play, punishments, humiliation, medical, and almost too many more to list. They had never even thought about diapers a couple years ago, but after getting up the courage to try them, they have been a go to in the bedroom. “So, how about we head to the bedroom and see what we can get into” Jenn asked as she picked up Jackson’s plate and brought it over to the sink. Repeating that process with the wine glasses, she quickly washed her hands and made her way over to Jackson. “Alright sweetheart, now it's time to have some fun” Jenn winked at her boyfriend as she took his hand and started leading him to the bedroom. Jackson tried to keep an open mind about what was going to happen tonight. Jennifer led him over to the bed and just had him sit there. His eyes scanned the room, trying to see if he could get any clues about what he was in for. Jackson saw nothing that was obvious, but he knew that Jennifer knew what made him tick, so he trusted her. Diapers were going to be involved and that was good enough for him. As her boyfriend was scanning the room, Jennifer had made her way to the closet and pulled out a bag. This, however, was not a normal bag. While most people would have expected to see a grocery bag, this looked more like a sack that Santa would carry his presents in. Slamming it down on the ground in front of Jackson brought his mind back to reality immediately. “Everything in the bag has a purpose for tonight. I am going to go and get changed while you sit here. If you stand up or try to look in the bag, I will know! I want you in the same position you are in right now when I come back. Do you understand me?” she asked, cupping her boyfriend’s chin in her hand so he would look her in the face. As he met his girlfriend’s gaze, all he could do was give a simple nod. He didn’t know what to say. He could tell that Jennifer was satisfied with that answer as she let go of his chin and made her way to the bathroom. Jackson turned his head and got a great look at her ass in her favorite pair of skinny jeans. Just as the door closed behind her, Jackson’s eyes shot to the bag laying at his feet. Should I try to sneak a peek? How would she know that I looked? All these reasons to look crossed his mind until a certain memory shot to the front of his mind about the last time he chose not to listen. A month ago, Jackson was being argumentative and snarky the entire day, so Jennifer just decided that it was time to spend some time with Mr. Paddle. After a couple minutes of her smacking his bare bottom as hard as she could, he changed his attitude immediately and hasn’t acted that way since. There was no fun in that spanking, it was pure pain. Just as the memory finished in his brain’s movie theater, he heard the door to the bathroom open. Once his girlfriend stepped out, he couldn’t believe what he saw. If he was a cartoon character, his jaw would drop to the floor and his eyes would pop out of his head...

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Was he really going to let a man he just met a couple hours ago change him out of the messy diaper currently drooping between his legs? “Um mommy, can we talk for a second?” he asked, looking at Amy with pleading eyes. “Of course baby boy. We will just be a minute” she told the other couple, who acknowledged her with a nod and a smile. “No problem, take your time” Travis responded, a slight giggle escaping his lips as he saw Justin waddle off with his mommy, the poopy padding changing his gait. Moving his attention to Andrea, the man she called daddy told her “You could see the worry in his eyes. I feel bad for even bringing it up.” “Don’t feel bad, what you offered up was basically the only option at this point. There are no family restrooms and he just can’t stay in that diaper. He will have a rash in no time with how stinky that thing was. I bet, when they come back, he will have his head down and his mommy will tell you that you can change him.” Andrea had been in situations where she disagreed with her daddy and didn’t want to do the thing she recommended, so she knew that head down walk back all too well. As if Andrea could read the future, Justin walked back not two minutes later, looking at the ground with a sad look on his face. “Alright Travis, we talked it over and we think it would be best for you to change this little guy” Amy told the other caregiver, accentuating the statement with a pat on the sagging padding hidden under Justin’s board shorts. With a smile, all Travis did was nod to Amy as he took a couple steps towards Justin. “Listen buddy, I know this is gonna be a little uncomfortable for you, so we will get in and out as fast as possible. No baby talk, no tickling, nothing like that. How does that sound?” Slowly bringing his gaze up to meet Andrea’s daddy, the tiniest smile appeared on Justin’s face as he whispered “okay.” With one final look at his mommy, he walked side by side with Travis as they made their way to the bathrooms. As soon as they stepped back into the ice cream parlor, the man with the messy diaper taped around his waist immediately got self conscious about the smell he was emitting. Before they made their way into the restroom, he even caught a mother peeking down the back of her infant’s diaper. He couldn't help but blush as the door closed behind the two men. Travis was thankful he packed the discrete diaper bag today. Normally, when he went out for a little day with Andrea, the backpack he carried had My Little Pony stickers all over it. For whatever reason, today he decided to go with a simple black and grey backpack. He didn’t think Justin would have agreed to this if he had to be seen near a diaper bag meant for a baby girl. “Alright Justin, let’s get you all nice and comfy” Travis told the still blushing man as he laid out the changing pad. Justin sat down on the pad and laid down as slow as he could, trying his best not to move the contents of his diaper around anymore than they already have. Once he was as comfortable as he could be, he knew it was the moment of truth. He slid the shorts off his skinny frame as slowly as he could, not wanting Travis to see the brown padding underneath. “I know this is really tough for you Justin” Andrea’s daddy told Amy’s baby boy “like I said outside, we can get this done quickly and as efficiently as possible.” Travis sounded like he was talking to a NASCAR pit crew before a race. All that Justin gave him was an awkward smile and a nod. It became real incredibly quickly when he heard the tearing of a tape. God, it sounded so loud in his ears. He was just assuming that, at this point, everyone in the parlor was staring at the door and waiting for the two to come out so they could laugh at him. As the final tape was torn off the diaper’s landing strip, Travis pulled down the front of the diaper. He had changed enough of Andrea’s messy diapers to know not to react because littles are always watching. “So, are you a big sports fan?” he asked as he popped open the wipes. Shaking his head, Justin was able to let out a “not really” just as he felt the first cold wipe make contact with his bottom. “That’s no problem,not everyone is into sports. How about video games?” Travis asked, desperate to find something to take his mind off of the matter at hand. Justin’s eyes lit up when he heard the words come out of Travis’ mouth. “Yes, I love video games!” he didn’t even realize he yelled, but tried to remedy it by slapping his hands over his mouth. A laugh left Travis’ mouth as he saw the little in front of him react in such an over the top fashion. “Well, by that reaction, I’m gonna guess you have played a video game or 2” Travis teased him, the sarcasm dripping from his lips. “Yeah, I play video games all the time!” Justin said, making sure to control the volume of his voice this time. “Mommy lets me play video games for 2 hours a day and guess what?” seeing the quizzical look on the man changing his diaper’s face, he let him in on the secret “she even lets me play M rated games.” “Oh wow, you are super lucky! Your mommy sounds super cool. What games have you been playing lately?” Travis asked, knowing that will start a massive conversation. The talk between the two men lasted through the cleaning of Justin’s bottom, the application of the baby powder, and the taping up of the pink padding. They went back and forth about the newest releases, some games coming on the horizon, and what the next generation could look like. It instantly relaxed Justin and gave him one more reason to be friends with Travis after this day was over. “And I couldn’t believe the wizard died at the end” the padded man finished his story as he stood up and reached for the door handle. “Justin wait!” Travis warned Justin, getting the crinkly little to stop in his tracks. When Justin looked back at him, all Andrea’s daddy needed to do was hold up the pair of swim trunks that Amy’s baby boy needed to put on. “I think you might be missing something.” “Oh my god, thanks for stopping me” he responded with blood filling his face as he reached for the shorts the caregiver was dangling from his pointer finger. Once everything was in place and the pink diaper was completely covered up, Justin opened the door and walked back into the parlor, seeing no one at all so much as glancing in his direction. With a confident strut, he made his way back out to Andrea and his mommy. “Hi there baby boy” Amy cooed as her little one waddled towards her. She wanted nothing more than to yank down his shorts and examine the pink princess diaper taped snuggly around his waist, but she resisted...for now. “Hi mommy. Guess what? Me and Travis talked about video games the whole time he was changing me. He is super cool and loves video games just as much as I do. He even has a Playstation! He is the coolest daddy ever!” Justin blurted out, wanting to get every last detail of his new best friend out as fast as possible. All that followed was nodding as Amy listened to her little one go on and on about everything they talked about in the bathroom. She didn’t understand 90% of it, but was really happy that Justin found a new friend. It had always been hard for him to find friends because he was scared they would somehow find out about the dynamic him and his girlfriend had. “Well, I think someone has had a ton of excitement today! Maybe it’s time to head home and get a nap in. After soaking in the sun, you are gonna sleep like a...well, like a baby” she chuckled. “I think that would be smart for us too” Travis echoed Amy’s thoughts in Andrea’s direction. “But, before we head back, I think we should exchange some information with our new friends. I could see some playdates in the future. Plus, if Justin would ever want to come over, I sure we could have some epic gaming sessions! What do you say Amy?” “I think that is a great idea!” she answered the other caregiver with a smile as she pulled her phone out. After they exchanged their info, they learned that they live less than 20 minutes from each other. Their friendship was meant to be! Once numbers were exchanged, the group got up and walked towards the beach that they came from. Once they got there, and away from wandering eyes, Amy grabbed the waist of her baby boy’s shorts and pulled it down to his ankles. “Oh. My. Goodness! Justin, you look absolutely adorable! I think that we are gonna have to order some of these when we get home. Thank you so much for letting us borrow one Travis” she thanked the other couple as she had her little one step out of the shorts, leaving him in just a diaper and t-shirt. “No problem at all, happy to help. We were just lucky they were the same size” he continued the conversation as he followed Amy’s lead and took Andrea’s shorts off as well, leaving her in a bikini top and padding. As the two couples walked, or in Justin and Andrea’s case waddled, down the beach, Amy gave a pat to her baby boy’s bulky diaper and announced “Not a bad day for a day at the beach.” The End

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I will be waiting right outside” Maddi told mommy in a cheery voice. From the look on both of their faces when she mentioned an enema,I was definitely not on board, but the woman I call mommy was mulling it over. The woman in the lab coat had no idea what they were going to decide, but had a plan B if the enema was off the table. Once the door closed behind the doctor, my eyes shot up to meet mommy’s gaze. “Mommy, I don’t want an enema. I have heard about them from other little friends and they don’t sound nice at all.” I tried to plead my case to my caregiver. The whole time I was talking, mommy’s face never changed. I had absolutely no idea what my girlfriend was thinking. Once I was done giving my two cents, mommy calmly opened her mouth and started her argument back with “I know an enema is not the most comfortable thing in the world, but it seems like it is pretty necessary.” “But mommy…” I whined, cutting into mommy’s response. I went silent when the woman who’s lap I was in put a finger to her lips. “It’s mommy’s turn to talk little one” was all she needed to respond in order to quiet my worried objections. “Now, back to what I was saying. This seems like something you need. I know you don’t like making stinky diapers, but you have to go poopy. If you don’t, you could get very sick and mommy doesn’t want to see her baby girl sick. Plus, if you hold in your poopy, it makes it hurt when you try to go potty later. I just want you to be a comfortable baby” she finished her piece by giving me a kiss on the shield of my princess binky. Wait, you mean I could get sick if I didn’t poop? Honestly, I had no idea that was true. Maybe mommy was right and an enema was a smart thing to do. While I really didn’t want anything stuck up her bottom, if it was going to make sure I wasn’t sick, maybe it was for the best. Heck, even mommy had taken my temperature by sticking a thermometer up my tushy a couple times. “Okay mommy” I murmured, accepting what needed to happen while, at the same time, still not very happy about it. “Okay what baby girl?” she responded, knowing full well what I meant. She just needed to hear it said so it would make the process more real. “I am okay with getting an enema. I want to make sure I am healthy. Plus, you told me it was a good idea and I trust you mommy. I love you!” I told my girlfriend, planting a kiss on her lips before popping the pacifier I took out to say my piece back and nursing it steadily. “Mommy loves you too baby. More than you will ever know” the women I called mommy responded. “Now, how about get Dr. Maddi back in here so we can get this enema over and done with. Plus, if you are a good girl during the process, I bet we can stop and get some ice cream on the way home!” Mommy knew how to sweeten the pot with me. Chocolate ice cream was the way to my heart. “Me wan chocowate” my regressing brain cooed, the mixture of slipping into little space and nursing my binky making my speech slur. “Mommy knows you love chocolate” she responded to me as she plopped my padded bottom on the chair next to her, getting up to open the door for the doctor. Once Maddi got settled back in her comfy chair, she asked the question everyone was expecting: “So, did you two make a decision?” As mommy scooped up my crinkly tushy and placed me back in her lap, she responded with a simple “Katie is going to do the enema.” Looking down at my face, my caregiver didn’t see any reaction. I was just nursing my pacifier and making Charlie dance in my hands. “That’s a good choice. I know that Katie was a little nervous about it, but it will definitely make her healthier in the long run” she told my girlfriend, a small smile running across my face as Maddi heard the giggles coming from behind my pretty pink pacifier. “Well, let’s not waste too much time. How about we get this little girl all ready to go?” Picking up the phone and dialed up a nurse. “Hi Jessica, this is Maddi in room 5. Can you bring in the equipment we were just talking about? Awesome, thank you very much.” Once the woman in the white coat hung up the phone, her infectious smile pointed towards me as I sat on mommy’s lap. I had no idea what was happening around me. All I really cared about was making sure Charlie was dancing on point to the rhythm in my head. I really didn’t know why I was able to sink so easily into little space in this foreign place. Maybe it was because my brain was just trying to cope with the upcoming enema or maybe it was just because I was comfy and happy in mommy’s lap. Either way, the talking between mommy and doctor Maddi was just mindless babbling that I really didn’t need to worry about. Mommy could notice that I was in little space immediately. A smile crossed her face knowing that I was at least comfortable at the moment, even if she wasn’t thrilled at the idea of an enema. As she bounced my padded bottom on her knee, the door opened to her left, revealing another smiling woman. Instead of the white coat that Maddi was sporting, this woman had on a pair of bright pink scrubs. “Hi, I’m Jessica” the woman announced to me and mommy, extending her hand to the woman whose lap I was currently riding like a horsey. Once they shook hands, her attention moved to me. “My my, such a cute baby girl. You look like you are so happy right now princess” the blindingly pink nurse cooed, tapping me on my nose. “Yeah, she sure is a sweetheart” mommy replied as Jessica got to work setting up the enema equipment. In no time, everything was set up to clean my tummy out, except for me that is. I was still playing with Charlie and giggling behind the shield of my binky. Knowing there was no easy way to get this process started, mommy just helped me to my feet and helped me waddle over to the examination table. “Alright baby girl, mommy needs to get your dipey off so we can make you feel better.” She didn’t expect any response as she brought her hands closer to the diaper tapes. “Welp, he goes nothing,” the woman I called mommy told herself, patting the crotch of my puffy diaper a couple times to comfort her before they got everything started.

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Getting down on one knee and wearing a huge smile, she cooed at me “and this little princess must be baby Katie” with a tickle on my tummy. Great, another toucher. “My name is doctor Maddi” she informed me using that same infantile tone. “Aren’t you gonna say hi baby girl, you don’t want to be rude” mommy told me, poking my back lightly to get me to comply with her request. I stuck my hand out and waved my hand side to side in an exaggerated motion. “Hi doctor Maddi” I told the stranger around the nipple of my pacifier. I was actually surprised it came out as understandable as it was. Doctor Maddi stood up and took a seat in the chair in front of her miniature desk. “So, what brings you two in today?” she asked, her confident tone echoed throughout the room. “Well, I think we are just going to do a simple checkup today. Make sure my little girl is happy and healthy” mommy told the doctor, ruffling my hair as she did. “Well, she looked mighty happy to me. Half of my job is already down” she told my mommy with a laugh. “First off, I see someone has quite the saggy diaper. Why don’t we check her fluid intake and get that precious little girl into something much more comfy.” I took that as a cue and hopped off of mommy’s lap, immediately understanding what the doctor was talking about. The padding between my legs drooped between my legs as soon as my feet hit the floor. Waddling my way, my gait wider than normal, to the padded table in the corner of the room, I hopped up and felt the diaper squish under me. A warm, wet diaper never bothered me. It was when it cooled down when the issues started. “Has she been drinking fluids at a normal rate?” Maddi asked as she walked over to me and squeezed the soggy padding wrapped around my waist. “Yes. I fed her a bottle this morning as soon as she woke up. I was planning on giving her one on the way home too” Kelsey to the doctor as she produced a bottle from her purse. “Here, why don’t we give her that now. Just to make sure she is properly hydrated. Would you like that baby girl? Do you want a nummy baba?” Maddi asked me, her baby talk both slowly regressing me and making my insides twist. I loved baby talk...when mommy was the one doing it. In order to appease her, I nodded my head and did grabby hands towards the strawberry milk filled bottle. “Here you go princess” mommy cooed at me as she handed me the oversized bottle. As I took it from her hands, my fingers brushed against hers. The feeling of her amazingly soft skin always put me in a good headspace. Any type of physical contact with her drove me wild. As soon as the binky left my mouth, it was immediately replaced with the bottle’s nipple. As soon as I began nursing, both of the women staring down at me emitted a loud “awwww” and smiled down on me. One thing I loved about being here was that I was the center of attention. “Wow, looks like a little one was very thirsty. Perfect timing for a bottle” the women in white joked as she reached down for the tapes on my diaper. Here was the moment of truth for me. No one had ever changed my diaper except for mommy. It was an incredibly intimate act and this woman we both just met was about to do it. Instead of objecting or speaking up to slow things down, I just concentrated on the sweet milk coming from the bottle. Maddi undid all four tapes and pulled the soggy padding off my hips. “Wow, someone was soaked. Hold still for a second baby, I need to weigh this and see if you are getting enough to drink” she told me as I lay there, completely naked. My eyes followed her as she walked over to a mini scale and placed the yellow padding on it. After sitting there for a second, she picked up a clipboard and marked something down as she nodded. Once she got back to me and mommy, Maddi let us know “good news, this little one is drinking the perfect amount.” “That’s great to hear” mommy responded “I figured she was good in that department, but it was nice to get confirmation.” After a second of silence, she asked the doctor “If you don’t mind, can I finish changing my baby girl?” The doctor nodded and stepped aside as mommy took a wipe from the container and cleaned my bottom. The way her hand slowly ran down my most intimate spots just sent shivers up my spine. It was a short process, but getting cleaned up and having powder sprinkled on my diaper area felt heavenly. As soon as the thick diaper, with the stuffer inside, was pulled up and taped against my tummy, I felt at ease with whatever was going to happen next. Diaper changes always calmed me down. Nothing like snug padding to calm my mind. “There we go baby girl, all snug and dry in your fresh dipey” mommy cooed at me. The way she baby talked to me was not like anyone else. I can’t put my finger on it, but the way it comes out of her mouth turns me into a puddle. “Now that she has a fresh diaper, let’s do some easy tests. There is nothing to be scared of baby, just some things to do that make sure you are healthy” the doctor nearly whispered that to me. At this point, with a fresh diaper on my butt and a bottle in my mouth, there was no test I was worried about. As I sat up, the bottle still held to my mouth with both my hands, doctor Maddi brought a weird contraption up to my ear. Before it went out of my vision, she clicked it and a little light came out of it. “Let’s take a look and see what we have in that head of yours,” she said, gently sticking the device in my ear. “Oh wow, that’s interesting. I didn’t know you could fit that in your ear” she told herself, trying to peak my interest. It worked. “What do you see doctor” I asked as I took the bottle out of my mouth. I thought back, trying to think if I had accidentally put anything close to my ear in the past. Nothing came to mind. “I think I might be able to grab it” she said as she brought her free hand to the side of my head. “I’ve got it!” she announced as she put her hand in front of my face, showing me a pink bouncy ball. “How did that get in your ear little girl?” she asked me. I had no words to give her. How was I able to hear with that thing in my ear? All I could do was giggle as I placed the bottle to my left and took the ball. There wasn’t even any earwax on it either. Did she have some sort of magical power? This was incredible. Mommy then reached over to me and took the ball from my hands. “We will save that until we get home. Mommy doesn’t want you bouncing that in here and breaking anything” she told me, giving my padded crotch a couple pats in exchange for the bouncy ball. After Doctor Maddi checked the other ear, not finding anything fun, she moved in front of me and let me know “Looks like your ears are all cleaned out! How about we check your reflexes?” As if I had any choice in the matter. I watched as she walked back over to her desk. She came back with some sort of tiny rubber hammer in her right hand. My imagination started acting up. “Sweetheart, the doctor is just going to lightly tap your knee with that and see if you kick afterwards” mommy told me, trying to soothe me when she saw me fidgeting. Hit my knee with a rubber hammer and make me kick? What kind of a test was that? As mommy was talking with me, the doctor tapped my knee with the hammer, forcing my leg to kick itself out. Mommy was right. I couldn’t help but let out a giggle watching my leg kick itself out. My giggle went to a full on laugh when it happened with the other leg. Maddi wrote something down on my clipboard, nodding approvingly. “I think we are done with the tests, if you would like to hold her on your lap” she told mommy as if I wasn’t even in the room. Not a second later, mommy took both my hands and helped me off the table. I was on her lap shortly after that. This was definitely more comfortable than being on that crinkly plastic. The only crinkling I needed in my life was the padding strapped around my waist. She handed the bouncy ball back to me, telling me “mommy and the nice doctor are going to talk for a little while, why don’t you play with the ball.” Yes, I finally got the ball back! I bounced it off the floor. Once it made its way back to me, I immediately bounced it again. This was so much better than listening to boring adult talk. After a couple more bounces, though, the novelty had worn off. My listening ears wandered into their conversation. I wish they hadn’t. “Is she having regular bowel movements?” Doctor Maddi asked mommy, my face turning bright red. I know that she was a doctor, but did they really have to talk about how much I go poopy in my diapers? “No, not really. My little Katie doesn’t like messy diapers at all. She holds it in as long as she can” mommy told the doctor as if they were having a conversation about the weather. “It’s really hard to get her to go poopy at all.” By now, you could have cooked an egg on my face. Mommy was right, though, I did hate making stinky diapers. They were super smelly, were super hard to walk in, and they just felt super uncomfortable on her tushy. Plus, sometimes she would get rashes and those hurt super duper bad. “I think we should do something about that. Holding in a bowel movement is not healthy. Plus, when she does let go after holding it for so long, they will hurt. I have a couple ideas. We could use a suppository or castor oil, but those might take a while to start working. If you want something that will work quickly, we do have equipment for an enema. My ears perked up at that mention of an enema and the only two words that escaped my mouth were directed at mommy: “Wait, what?”

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Just like I expected to be the case with everyone here, as soon as I looked at her, a huge smile appeared on her face. Mommy has hired some really good actors. “That’s us baby girl, let’s go” she told me, knowing I might be dragging my heels because of our conversation in the car earlier. She lightly rubbed my back to encourage me and, to be honest, it helped a lot. Mommy knew that anytime she touched me, I felt much safer. I got to my feet, trying to show mommy that I was being brave. Even though I was nervous, I had Charlie by my side. Having him and mommy made me feel invincible. “Well hello ladies. You must be Katie, you little cutie” the nurse tickled my tummy a little bit as we reached her. “Let’s head down this way” she told us, leading us down a main hallway. There were no pictures, no colors, just white walls. It felt empty. We took one right and then we were in our room. This looked more like a traditional doctor’s office. A desk sat in the corner with a bunch of medical equipment and a computer on top. A huge scale and what looked like something to measure me was on the other side of the room. There was one of those big tables with the paper on top in the corner opposite the desk. I have no idea what those are called. “First, let’s get her height and then we can get her weight” the women told mommy as they both walked me over to that area. I just stood with my back, holding Charlie tight to my chest, to the wall as the nurse slid a stick down the wall to right on top of my head. “Looks like she is 64 inches tall. Such a big girl!” the nurse told me as she pinched my cheek. She was really into touching me. Wait, did she say 64 inches? As I did the math quickly in my head, she was right. I am 5’3”, why didn’t she just say that? “And how old is Katie?” the nurse asked mommy, completely ignoring me. “Oh, she is 19 yea...months old” she answered, knowing the game the nurse was playing. As she flipped her sheet back and looked at another piece of paper, she smiled at mommy and told her “That is perfect. She is right on schedule for this age. Now how about we get her weight. Since her clothes add weight, I am going to need you to strip her down to her…” “Oh, she is still in diapers. We tried potty training once, but it didn’t take” Mommy told her, almost as if it was no big deal for a 19 YEAR old to be wearing diapers. “Makes sense, 19 months is a little young to be starting potty training. Let’s get her down to her diaper and put her on the scale” the nurse said to mommy. I am right here and I can hear you. Talk to me too! Without any warning at all, mommy reached around my waist and undid the button on my jeans. She had undressed me plenty of times before, so it wasn’t a shock to me, just the suddenness of it threw me off a little. Once the button was undone and the zipper was down, she yanked my pants around my ankles. At this point, I know what to do and step out. “One thing I love about you wearing a onesie is the way the leg gathers of your diaper show out the side, it’s just too cute” she told me as if she was trying to make casual conversation with me. At that moment, you could have cooked an egg on my face with how hot it was. My face must have been as red as a fire truck. Once my onesie was pulled over my head, I was obviously standing in nothing but my diaper. Mommy then did something that only made my face even warmer. I felt her hand grab the bulky padding between my legs. “Uh oh, someone is soaked. Is it ok if I change her before we check her weight?” mommy asked the nurse, not sure what to do. “No, it’s ok. The doctor will want to check her fluids and seeing her diaper is a good indicator for that.” As the words left the nurse’s mouth, all I could think was two words: oh great. I have to stand here, naked except for a swollen diaper. Not only does she have to check my weight, but the doctor who was coming soon was going to be probing my diaper to see if mommy was feeding me enough. Wonderful. “Alright honey, let’s get you weighed” the nurse cooed at me as she ushered me onto the weighing machine. I just stood there, staring at Charlie, who was sitting on that big table. I couldn’t take my teddy bear with me, but they let me get weighed with this bloated diaper on. That’s some great logic. “And…” mommy asked, seemingly getting impatient for some reason. “She is a healthy little girl. 12.6 pounds.” the nurse announced. I figured that she moved the decimal point over one. The last time she weighed herself, she was around 120, so 126 pounds made sense. “Good, I’m glad my little princess is all healthy.” mommy said, sounding relieved. Why was she acting like that? I was perfectly healthy and she knew that. “Perfect” the nurse mumbled to herself as she wrote some other things down on the sheet she was holding. I really wanted to know what she was writing. Once she finished up, she told mommy “Well, it looks like I have everything I need. I was nice to meet you Kelsey.” “Likewise” mommy told her with a smile. “It was also super nice to meet you little Katie” she told me as she walked out of the room, but not before giving me a pat on my sagging bottom. Once I was sure she had walked away from the door, I looked at mommy and joked “I’m just glad Touchy McToucherson is gone. She touched my tummy, my face, and my diaper. I thought I was getting a checkup, not a message.” She laughed back “yeah, but I would expect about the same thing from the doctor. They are treating you like a baby and people love to tickle babies. I don’t know what it is, it’s like a law or something.” “Oh perfect. I’m not too excited about this doctor getting handsy with my wet diaper, but it is what it is. I am just gonna have to put a smile and let it happen.” I know I was the lowest on the food chain in this office, so the doctors would treat me how they wanted. “Do you want something to make it easier?” Mommy asked, taking my pacifier out of her purse. It wasn’t my normal pacifier. Mine said “I’m a princess” on the shield as where this one was just pink. However, a binky in my mouth was better than saying something I would later regret to the doctor. I didn’t answer, instead I just lunged my mouth towards the rubber nipple and grabbed it with my teeth. “Well, it looks like I have my answer. How about you take Charlie bear and complete the innocent baby look?” she said, handing me my favorite bear. We both took a seat next to the doctor’s desk. I sat on mommy’s lap and let her pat my diaper. Diaper pats were one of a few things that made me relax and be calm. Hugging Charlie was another, When I had them both at the same time, full regression mode usually took place. Since I was in a strange place, regressing was a bit tougher, but I was getting there. After a couple minutes, we both heard a knock on the door. “Come in” mommy called out, giving me another pat to try and calm me down. Here I was: naked except for a droopy diaper, nursing a pacifier with a teddy bear in my arms. I had never felt so exposed in front of another person. I did, however, know that mommy would never let anything bad happen to me.

“Is my little girl excited for her visit to the doctor?” Mommy said as she looked back at me in the rear view mirror. “Yeah, super excited” I told her, the sarcasm practically dripping off of my words as they came out of my mouth. “Is my baby being sassy?” She looked back at me in the mirror with one eyebrow up. I immediately knew that she meant business. All I could see was her dirt brown hair tied into a ponytail, her right eye, and that eyebrow positioned in the last place it wanted it to be. “Of course not mommy. It’s just...who really LIKES going to the doctor?” “When I was a kid, I did” mommy told me with that matter of fact tone in her voice. “In fact, I remember a time when I was around 7. I wanted to go to the doctor’s office so badly I took a red marker and drew red dots all over myself. I wanted my mom to think I had chicken pox so she would take me to see doctor Shelly. I think I liked it so much because she was such a nice lady and I felt special every time I went there. Either that or the lollipop at the end” she said with a small laugh. As we took a left, a smile emerged on her face as she saw the front of the building. “Look sweetie, we’re here” she told me in a sing-song voice as she pulled into the parking lot. As I got a look at the building, it just looked like any normal store she would see on any road in any city in America. All I knew is that mommy paid a lot of money to get this “special” visit to the doctor to happen. She had to actually buy the building as well as all the stuff inside. I thought she was crazy when she told me a couple weeks ago, but she told me it was going to be used more than just a doctor’s office. She even added in a wink to make me wonder even more. When you are a lawyer, however, you are able to spend money on stuff like that. Include my big girl job of a veterinarian and we live pretty comfortably. The rear driver’s side door opening up brought me back to the present. Mommy showed me a huge smile, no doubt very excited to show her little one all the work she had put in just for her. “Are you ready to go princess? If you want to, you can take Charlie with” my lovely girlfriend told me as she unbuckled me and helped me out of the sedan. Of course I was going to take Charlie with me, what kind of a question was that? I took him with me everywhere I went. The teddy bear’s soft fur was something that calmed me down regardless of the situation. Everything from cuddling with him during playtime to having to deal with the mean owner of one of my patients, I knew that Charlie would be there to comfort me. As they walked up the concrete walkway towards the front door, mommy’s hand in my right hand and Charlie bear in my left, I was glad I picked a short sleeve shirt on such a warm day. To be fair, it was a short sleeve onesie, but only me and mommy knew that. No patterns or anything, just a light pink color. I wasn’t sure where this place was located, so I wanted to make sure that I was as low key as possible with my little side. The onesie was tucked into a pair of tight blue jeans. I often went for a pair of sweatpants when wearing a onesie, but I know mommy loved the way my butt looked in these jeans and I wanted to make her happy. She did something nice for me, so I was going to do something nice for her. Once we reached the door, she smiled down at me. She was naturally 3 inches taller than me, never mind the heels she was currently wearing. They looked amazing combined with the black dress she was sporting. “She looks like she is ready fora night at the opera as opposed to taking her baby girl to a doctor’s appointment” I thought. She did, however, look sexy as hell. Once we got home, I was going to rip the dress off… “Are you ready baby?” She asked, more of a rhetorical question than anything, as she opened the door to the building. Mommy knew I was still a little apprehensive, so she went in first and let me follow. Once I got a view of the inside, I was blown away: I looked exactly like the waiting room of a real doctor’s office. Chairs lined the white walls. There were even toys on the floor for the little ones to play with as they waited. The last thing I saw was the front desk, completely with a very beautiful woman in her mid 20s smiling back at us. “Welcome” she announced with a syrupy sweet tone as we walked up to the desk. “How are you doing today?” she asked mommy, almost ignoring me. I looked at the name tag she was wearing. Kayla. What a pretty name. “We are doing great. We are here for our appointment” Mommy answered her with almost the same tone that made my little side go wild. All I wanted to do was cuddle Charlie to calm me down. “Ok, You must be Kelsey Anderson” Kayla said, flashing a big smile at mommy. She nodded back at the lady. I couldn’t remember the last time I was allowed to call mommy Kelsey. When we were at home, it was only mommy. Any mention of her real name would end in a spanking. I learned pretty quickly it was mommy or nothing at all. “Which means this little sweetheart must be Katie” Kayla’s attention shot down at me as she gave me that wave that all adults gave to kids: the one where they just wave their fingers. “Yup, this is my little Katie. Why don’t you say hi princess?” Mommy pulled me in front of her. Great, now there was nowhere to hide. I couldn’t even hide behind mommy. Looks like I have no choice. “Hi…” was all I could muster. When I am in little space, I am incredibly shy. Mommy was the only one who could coax anything more than two words out of me. “Hi there Katie. Can I tell you a secret?” Of course you can, who doesn’t love secrets? All that I could respond with, however, was a slight nod of my head. “When you are done seeing the doctor, why don’t you come back to see me before you leave and I will give you a little something for being such a brave girl?” My head nodded much faster and I even let a smile show at that remark. I wonder what it could be. Candy? A huge stuffed animal? A unicorn?!?! The possibilities were endless. “Prefect! You two can take a seat while I let the doctor know you have arrived” the nice lady told us as she motioned us towards the waiting room. Mommy thanked her as we walked over. While mommy found a seat on one of the chairs, I walked over to the toys on the floor and immediately began playing. “This might not be as bad as I thought” I whispered to Charlie. He was my favorite stuffed animal, so I told him all my secrets. I sat him down between my legs as I poured the puzzle I found out of the box. “Look Charlie: Pooh Bear!” I showed him the box. Just as I got all the pieces flipped over, I heard a voice from the other side of the room. “Katie and Kelsey. The doctor is ready for you.”

Chapter 12 The length and pitch of the scream Emily let out was deafening. Marcus was frankly surprised that the bottle he brought in for her didn’t shatter into a million pieces. As if hitting the pause button on a loud movie, he grabbed her unicorn covered bottle and popped the nipple into her mouth. As she started to suckle out of instinct, the now partially deaf Marcus pressed his finger into his ear. “Oh goodness baby girl, someone is super excited! Good thing we didn’t do that back at the apartment or it would have made every dog in the building go crazy!” As he picked up the heavily padded girl off the crinkly plastic of the changing table, Marcus gave his girlfriend one last kiss on the cheek. “I just won the great kissing war of 2020” he thought to himself as he let out a tiny chuckle. As the ice cold milk ran across her tongue and down her throat, the regressed women couldn’t contain her excitement. She wiggled on her daddy’s hip and bounced against the strong hand holding her diapered tushy. Once she was in view of the living room, she was a little surprised. There was nothing special about it. No paints, paper, or anything. Looking at Marcus, with her bottle still firmly planted to her lips, Emily asked “Dada, where paint?” The way those words came out of his baby girl’s mouth, the man Emily called daddy was surprised he had any knees left to stand on. “Daddy has to go get them cupcake. It will only take a minute, so why don’t you play with your blocks or maybe your dollies while I get all set up. Does that sound good baby girl?” he asked as he plopped her puffy bottom onto the floor of the playpen. “Otay daddy” Emily called to the love of her life, giving a thumbs up and a smile to him as he left the room. Once Marcus was out of view, her attention immediately turned to her toys. She saw the dollies, but had played with them earlier and wanted to give some attention to the rest of her toys too. Scanning the remaining options, she saw some stuffed animals and her hands shot to them in an instant, leaving her bottle hanging by the nipple held by her teeth. While Emily was having playtime, Marcus was busy grabbing all the necessary items for his princess’ fun time. He ran through the checklist in his head. Paint brushes? Check. Paint? Check. Tarp for under her? Check. He had all the essentials for a very fun, but surely ultra messy, activity for his baby girl. As he walked back into the living room, his arms full, he could hear nothing but the adorable giggling of a certain baby girl in her playpen. Sneaking a peek at the little one, her daddy saw that she was making Cuddles and a stuffed dolphin fly in the air together. He knew she had a crazy imagination in little space and couldn’t help but let a smile out as he got to work setting everything up. Emily was so wrapped up in her outer space adventures, she didn’t even notice her daddy getting everything ready. “Ready for blastoff bubbles?” she asked the dolphin, making Cuddles hop on its back. She moved her stuffed bunny’s hand to make it look like it was holding the fin of bubbles right before yelling “blastoff!” Standing up within the mesh wall of the pen, the padded girl waddled around, helping the pair “float through space”. Once everything was set up and ready to go for his little peanut, Marcus tiptoed around the back of the playpen. At the exact same time he placed his hands on the tapes on his baby girl’s padded hips, Emily’s daddy called out “baby girl blastoff!” as he lifted her out of the playpen. As he brought her to his hip, her daddy blasted rockets noises that he just heard Emily use from his mouth. The giggles coming from his little one made him replace the rocket noise with laughter of his own. In no time, Emily was sitting on the tarp in nothing but her diaper. There were 6 bowls filled with bright paints and a couple huge pieces of paper in front of her. Her eyes followed the rainbow of colors, ironically enough, in a rainbow shape themselves. Yellow, orange, purple, green, blue, and her favorite pink just waited for her to dunk her fingers in and make the canvas in front of her super pretty. Instead of just putting her fingertips in, Emily had other ideas as she plunged her whole hand into the ooze like pink paint! Marcus figured that was coming. He just didn’t think it was going to be immediately. At least the tarp was down or else they would have had to spend the last day and a half here just scrubbing everything clean. In what felt like a nanosecond, the first canvas in front of his baby girl was completely covered in pink. “If she kept up this pace” Marcus thought “this art project will be over in a minute or two”. Taking a light hold of Emily’s wrist, he complimented her pastel masterpiece. “Wow, that's very pretty baby girl! For the next piece of paper, why don’t you try and draw your favorite animals?” Emily nodded her head so head, you would think she was a bobblehead. She had so many ideas! Of course she was going to color Cuddles, but her dolphin friend had to be added too. This time, instead of her whole hand, the diaper clad woman just dipped her pointer finger into the blue. Bringing her coloring digit to the paper, it was like a 180. Just a minute ago, she was just throwing her hand anywhere it would fit on the paper, but now she took it slow and steady as her left hand did it’s best to make some big bunny ears. This painting took a lot longer. After about a half hour, the painter called out “finished” with an adorable confidence coming out of every pore of her regressed state. She couldn’t wait to see her daddy’s reaction to her latest masterpiece. “I’ll be right there baby girl” Marcus called out as he zipped up his jeans. Unlike Emily, he wasn’t able to avoid the bathroom, even though he wanted to. Quickly kicking that thought out of his mind, he washed his hands and hurried back to the living room. As soon as Emily’s daddy turned the corner, his jaw dropped. It looked amazing for someone just painting regularly, let alone a toddler using her non dominant hand. “Oh my goodness peanut, it looks beautiful! I didn’t know I was taking care of a baby Picasso!” Marcus told Emily, his jaw still firmly dragging along the floor. That smile must have been contagious because now a large grin was attached to Emily's face as well. The compliments she got from her daddy made her feel better than any drug ever could. Bringing her brain back down from cloud 9, the regressed baby girl collected her thoughts and started to explain the painting to her daddy the way a curator would describe a priceless work of art. “Look daddy, I did Cuddles first. I held up the picture and showed her in the playpen and she loved it. Next to her is Splash, that's the name I gave to her dolphin friend. Right next to both of them is Bruce, he is a T Rex, but he’s super nice. I know a lot of dinosaurs are scary, but Bruce is super duper nice. He loves giving hugs! And dis is Amy, she is a fishy…” Emily wanted to give her daddy all the ins and outs of her painting, using the hurried tone of an excited child. As Marcus was gazing at the bright colors and beautiful animals, his eyes strayed to his baby girl’s face. Aside from the beaming smile, there was one more thing that caught his eye: the paint smeared across her forehead. Letting his eyes wander more, the man Emily called daddy noticed that she was basically a canvas herself. Her breasts, tummy, thighs, feet, and even her diaper were covered in paint. She looked like a rainbow! “And that last one right there is Theodore and he is a big, fluffy bear. He sleeps a lot” Emily finished up her detailed explanation of her masterpiece. As her eyes made their way to her boyfriend’s beautiful face, she saw he wasn’t looking at the painting. Well, not the painting on the paper at least. Letting out a giggle, she told him “daddy, you are being silly. My picture is right here, not here” matter of factly as she poked herself, producing more tiny paint circles all over her now rainbow figure. “I know baby, and it looks absolutely breathtaking, but daddy was just surprised at how colorful you are. It looks like you poured out all the paints and made a snow angel in them” Marcus joked with his little princess, but he didn’t feel like he was too far off. “I just wanted to look super pretty for you daddy!” Emily told him, the smile that had been on her face beamed even more. While she knew that her daddy loved her no matter how she looked or what she was wearing, some days she just wanted to look extra nice. When they were just living their vanilla life, it would be a sexy dress or a beautiful pair of heels. Little space, however, was a little different. Just seeing his face light up like a Christmas tree when he opened the door to the apartment and seeing her in little space made her day, week, month, and year so much better! “Look at me baby girl” Marcus lowered his voice and cupped her face in his hands “you look beautiful no matter what. Whether you are wearing the prettiest princess dress, a comfy pair of shortalls, or just your Huggies, daddy can’t ever seem to take his eyes off you! Don’t ever forget that Emily.” Her daddy did the best he could to hold back tears from escaping,but one forced it way through and rolled down his cheek. She couldn’t believe the scene playing out in front of her. Normally, when they are just living life, Marcus was never a very emotional person. He always had a straight face (normally with a smile attached), but she had only really seen him cry once. However, in just the day and a half they have been at the cabin, he had let his emotions spill over twice. Not that Emily was complaining at all. Seeing Marcus be vulnerable around her made the already intense love for him burn that much brighter. “Don’t cwy daddy, it ok” she cooed at him, trying her best to imitate how he talked to her when she was feeling sad. As the tear hit his chin and tried to make its way through her daddy’s stubble, his baby girl reached out and wiped the tear from his face. “I wuv you daddy” barely came out of her mouth with her now trying to hold back tears. His little princess could have been covered in bees or stinky garbage, however, nothing was going to stop him from embracing her in a hug for the ages. As their heads passed on the way to each other's shoulders, Marcus felt Emily’s pigtail ever so gently brush his eye, causing his vision to blur due to the tears shamelessly falling down his face. Emily’s daddy was a blubbering mess and he didn’t care who saw it. As he let out his tears, he could feel his girlfriend’s stomach move in and out, telling him she was doing the exact same thing on his shoulder. “Let it all out” was all he could muster up to whisper into her ear.

Chapter 11 Marcus used the deaf touch of a villain trying to steal some priceless art in a movie. Instead of trying to nab the Mona Lisa, however, he was just slowly shutting the cabin door. He could feel his baby girl slowing down the nursing on the bottle she currently had in her mouth: a telltale sign that Emily was slowly falling asleep. The light click of the lock gave Marcus a feeling of security, knowing that him and his little princess were safe and sound. Second to safety in his mind was comfort. Not only for himself, but especially for his baby girl. With Emily fading fast, Marcus figured the best thing for her was a nap. Placing the diaper/picnic bag on the floor with as little noise as possible, the man Emily called daddy mixed the silence of a tip toe with the pace of a speed walk as he made his way to the nursery. As he opened the door to Emily’s room, the door creaked slightly. Marcus, not wanting the now sleeping princess on his hip to stir, held his breath as if his heart rate would somehow wake her. After a couple seconds of no movement, he figured he was in the clear and made a beeline for the pink bars of her crib. It felt like it took 10 minutes, but Marcus wanted to make sure his little princess was still sleeping and comfy by the time he laid her down. Now came the hard part: getting her undressed. He knew that Emily would wake up in a matter of minutes with all these clothes on. Figuring the shoes were the best place to start, Marcus untied the white laces of the canary yellow sneakers. Lightly pulling her feet out of the shoes and adorable frilly socks at least allowed her cute little toes to breath and wiggle around. Next up was the shorts. He was thankful that, as he laid her down a minute ago, his forearm pulled the elastic material halfway down her bulky padding. Pulling the shorts past the rest of his baby girl’s diaper, he made quick work of running them down the rest of her legs and past her feet. Looking at the little one laying in front of him, now nursing her thumb as the bottle rolled away and rested on the pastel pink bars, he figured her shirt could stay on. Marcus would have had to move Emily’s arms like a gymnast in order to pull the mountain covered tee off her. In order to make his baby girl a little more comfortable, the man Emily called daddy slowly pulled her thumb from her mouth and replaced it with her favorite pink pacifier. As soon as he saw the shield bounce against his little one’s lips, Marcus couldn’t help but allow a smile to grow on his face. Before he left the room, he stuck a couple fingers in the leg cuff of the 24 year old’s Huggies. “A little wet, but it can definitely stay on” Marcus made a mental note to himself. As Marcus walked to the door, he quickly flipped on a stereo that played soothing nursery music. He figured that would be a very relaxing way to wake up. “Sleep tight princess, daddy loves you” Marcus whispered in the direction of the sleeping girl. Chores. Watch TV. Make himself some lunch. With his whole world sleeping in her nursery, Marcus wasn’t sure what to do with himself. Just as he was debating his options, he felt his stomach rumble. “Well, I guess my body made my choice for me” he chuckled to himself as he headed to the fridge. Why the picnic they had was enough food for Emily, Marcus needed a little bit more to keep him going, especially with the activity he had planned once the baby woke up. He opened up the fridge and the freezer at the same time in an effort to find something to double his luck at finding something good. Scanning slowly, his eyes locked on the hamburger patties. Perfect, throwing one of these on the ground sounded like it would hit the spot. He grabbed the patties, some cheese, a plate, and a spatula as he headed to the deck. The back patio, especially in the middle of the day, had a breathtaking view of the sun over the lake. The price of the cabin would be worth it just to be able to see the radiance star bounce its bright rays off the glass like lake. Marcus took in the scenery as he put the food and grilling accessories down. As soon he lit the fire in the grill, he gasped as if he heard a blood curdling scream. Rushing back into the cabin, he grabbed the baby monitor off the coffee table in the living room. Even though it was a bit of an overreaction, he always needed to make sure his little one is safe. Not having the baby monitor was a silly mistake. Sizzling ground beef was the only sound that filled the air as Marcus sat on a lawn chair. Figured he had at least a half hour more until Emily woke up, he went in and grabbed a beer as he waited for the meat to cook. Taking a swig from the bottle, his eyes went back to the beautiful view in front of him. No, not the nature just feet away from him, the video on the baby monitor. He just couldn’t take his eyes off of Emily. Seeing her in such a peaceful state made his heart so happy. This was exactly what Marcus had planned when he made plans for this weekend. His baby girl’s little side has had the time of her life. As he saw her padded tushy wiggle around as she tried to find a comfy position, his brain went to his own diaper stash he had in his bedroom. As he got up to flip the burger, he debated with himself internally about whether or not he should try to get some wearing time in. He really did want to put one on, but he wasn’t sure how much longer Emily would be asleep for. Would him being sneaky around her and wearing work? Wait, didn’t she say she would prefer me not to wear around her when she was in little space? About 50 questions bounced around Marcus’ head, he shut everything down with one thought “No, this is Emily’s weekend to be as little as she wants to be. If she doesn’t want me to be padded, I can sacrifice that for her. She is my baby girl and I will do anything to make her happy.” Pushing the thought out of his head, he brought everything inside and began to eat his lunch. Marcus wanted to get a little adult TV in before his baby woke up, so he flipped the television on and turned it to Sportscenter. While all the cartoons and Disney movies were fun to watch with Emily, he wanted some time for himself while she was off playing in dreamland. “Hey there. Welcome to the weekly rewind. Today, we have all the 90’s basketball highlights you could ever want” the charismatic male and female hosts told the audience. The loud music playing in the background woke Marcus from his nap. As he stretched his arms, he knocked over the baby monitor. A look of worry on his face, he quickly grabbed up the handheld and looked at the video, hoping his little girl was doing ok. To his surprise, she was still sleeping soundly. Normally, she didn’t take naps for too long. Checking the clock,he realized it had been an hour since he dozed off. “I better go wake her up now or she won’t sleep tonight” he told himself as he took the last drink of his beer and got off the couch. The scent of baby powder was the first thing to his Marcus’ nose as soon as he opened the door to the nursery. It was almost as if someone took the bottle and just squeezed it to puff a bunch onto his face. Considering he could be smelling a lot of much worse scents, the wonderful smell was a welcome surprise. As he made his way over to his sleeping beauty, the smells invading his nostrils changed dramatically. Emily messed her diaper during her sleep and, by the look of the normally crisp white padding, it was a pretty big mess as well. Blinding light invaded Emily’s sleepy eyes as her daddy opened the blinds and let the sun beams in. In an attempt to get back to sleep, she put her forearm over her eyes to make everything, but that plan was undone by Marcus’ hand running down the small of her back to her fluffy bottom. “Dada?” she asked around her pacifier, turning her head the other direction to see her handsome boyfriend. Trying to keep his melting heart in his body somehow from that adorable call from him, he nodded and cooed “Yes baby, daddy’s here. I hope you had a great nap and got all your sleepies out. Daddy also knows something else you let out too.” As if to punctuate that statement, Emily’s daddy gave a couple pats to her poopy bottom, the crinkle bouncing off the walls and echoing into both their ear canals. The feel of her daddy patting the contents of her diaper made Emily shoot up and inspect herself. Did she really do this while sleeping? She wasn’t a big fan of making stinky diapers in general, but messing in her sleep made her embarrassed. Blood quickly filled her face as her daddy continued smiling down on her. “Aww, its ok baby girl. Daddy will get you all fresh and clean in no time” was all Marcus needed to say as he picked his baby up and placed her on his hip. He could see the look she made as the padding was squished against her and he wasn’t sure if she was just being blushy or genuinely didn’t like it. He hoped it wasn’t the latter, but laid her down quick and get her diaper changing supplies ready in a flash. Pulling the tapes free from the very full padding, Marcus cooed “uh oh, someone has some very stinky Huggies” to his princess. He could tell by the way she looked away that this was embarrassment and tried to change the conversation as fast as he was changing the diaper. “Baby girl, what did you dream about? You must have had a very good dream if you slept that long!” Marcus asked as he pulled the first of many wipes out of the package. Never had Emily been so happy about a topic change in her life. She would rather talk about the intricacies of her taxes than the big mess her daddy was currently cleaning. “Well, right at the beginning, I woke up on a big ship. Except, it wasn’t in the water, it was flying super duper high in the sky. There were two giant unicorns that were pulling the boat forward! Everyone else on the boat was a Disney princess and they made a pretty dress just for me. It was aqua and it had super puffy sleeves…” The slowly regressing brain of the woman could talk about her dreams all day. They are, usually, super fun and colorful. Marcus was enthralled with the story coming from his baby girl’s mouth. The hurried way she told him everything, as if she was going to get cut off by some unknown force, along with the super fantastical content drew Marcus to hang on her every word. He ever slowed down the speed of the diaper change. The man Emily called daddy did this for two reasons. First, he wanted to be deliberate about the sensations that come with the change. From the warm wipes on her bottom to the sprinkling of powder to the taping up of the thick padding. Secondly, there was nowhere he wanted his little one to be right now than deep in little space, and by telling this story, she was sinking as if she had weights tied to her. Marcus could almost physically see her transform from shy and embarrassed to giggly and squirmy, which was part of the reason the change was taking so long. “And after that, Jasmine and Ariel ate enough jelly beans to save the Disney castle!” Emily finished off her story with the excitement as if she had just won the Super Bowl. She was so wrapped up in making sure she told every detail perfectly that she didn’t even notice her daddy had just taped her into a clean diaper. However, once the soft padding bunched between her legs, her attention snapped to it. “Tank ou for changing my dipey daddy” she giggled, reaching up to Marcus so she could shower him with kisses. Scooping his pretty princess off the crinkly changing table, Marcus was surprised to be greeted with what felt like 100 kisses from Emily. “Wow, someone really loves her daddy. Well, guess what baby girl? Daddy loves you just as much!” He yelled as he went on the offensive, planting kisses on her soft skin. After five minutes of kissing wars, they both tired themselves out. “Now that we got all our kisses out of the way” Marcus gasped to his baby girl as if he was out of breath “daddy has a surprise for you. First, I think we need to get your shirt off little one.” Making quick work of removing her shirt and throwing it in the hamper with marksman aim, he let the cat out of the bag. “Guess what we are doing today baby?” Marcus asked, continuing his sentence before she even had time to let out a single word, “You are going to do some finger painting! Doesn’t that sound like tons of fun?”

“Are you sure sweetheart? If you do this, it means you are going to have to give up your diapers” Tyler told the 21 year old on the floor as he taped her into fresh padding. Claire had never thought about that. She loved her diapers. The crinkle. The thickness. The safety and security she had when wearing them. It would be tough to quit them cold turkey, but she was willing to give it a try. “I know daddy, I wanna be a big girl” she told the bearded Tyler as she wiggled her hip, the infantile underwear crinkling. “OK, I will make a deal with you sweetheart. If you can be a big girl all day today, then daddy will let you stay in Pull Ups for as long as you want. However, if you have an two accidents, it’s back to Pampers for your cute little tushy” he told her, patting her bulky bottom to get his point across. Seeing his little girl want to grow up and become a big girl made him kinda sad. He loved cuddles on the couch while he fed her a bottle with his left hand and patted her thick diaper with his right. Plus, her puffy bottom might just be the most adorable thing in the world. The diaper clad girl thought about his terms and figured that would be easy. She just didn’t have to wet her training pants for a day and she would be free of diapers? Easy as stealing candy from a baby. “OK daddy, you got a deal” Claire hopped up on her knees and stuck her hand out, looking for a handshake. “Deal” the 28 year old took her hand and finished the handshake. He knew that his little one was very strong willed and always tried her best to complete a task when it’s put in front of her. This, however, was a whole different thing. He figured that, since she was so used to diapers, it would be hard for her to flip to training pants and have it work in one day. “Let’s get you dressed so we can go buy you some Pull Ups. Once we get home, daddy will fix you up a big girl breakfast” Tyler told her, figuring he would go all in on the big girl angle. She wanted those Pull Ups. Badly. Once she heard the words get dressed fall from her daddy’s lips, she hopped to her feet and waddled to their bedroom. “No more baby waddles for me” she told herself as she went to the closet and pulled out her favorite light pink dress. She made quick work of pulling it over her head and putting her hair in a ponytail. “Ready to go daddy” she said as she turned around and noticed that no one was there. Claire got dressed before daddy even made it up to their room. “I must have been going the speed of light” she thought with a giggle. Once Tyler tossed his baby girl...big girl’s night time diaper in the trash, he slowly pulled himself up the stairs towards their room. He really wanted to make her a nursery in the spare room, but that might be a useless endeavor if she was going to be a big girl. As soon he got through the door frame of their room, he was shocked to see Claire was already ready to go. “Wow, good job princess. Maybe you are becoming a big girl after all” he complimented her, very impressed. When daddy called her a big girl, it made her feel good. While she felt the butterflies in her tummy, it wasn’t the same feeling she would get when Tyler would call him his baby girl. She figured it would take some time to get used to the whole big girl thing. “Hurry up daddy, I don’t wanna wear these diapers anymore” she said, raising the front of her dress to expose the padding in case Tyler had somehow forgotten. Those seven words hurt his heart. “I don't wanna wear these diapers anymore” was something he never thought would come from Claire’s mouth. “I know sweetie, but I need to get dressed” Tyler cooed at the girl as he pulled on a pair of jeans and a white t shirt. Satisfied that he looked like he could actually be seen in public, the man Claire called daddy took her hand started walking out of their room towards the front door. After a 20 minute ride in Tyler’s truck, they finally made it to the store. Just as he pulled into the parking lot, he saw the manager unlock the doors. “Perfect timing” he said as he put the truck in park and hopped out, helping Claire step down on the passenger side. As soon as her feet hit the pavement, the diapered girl took her boyfriend’s hand and ran towards the sliding door. Once she stepped on the mat in front of the door, Claire felt her daddy tug her arm and stop her in her tracks. “Hold your horses big girl. I know you want to get your training pants” Tyler said out loud, maybe a little louder then his girlfriend would have liked “but you were gonna pull my arm off” he finished his sentence with a smirk. “Sorry, I’m just super excited Tyler” she said, feeling weird about calling her daddy by his real name. When they were in public, she didn’t want to expose any unsuspecting bystanders to their kink relationship. “I totally understand, but let’s walk a little slower now” he told the girl as he led her into the store, his ears picking up the slight crinkle of Claire’s plastic backed underwear. He was going to miss that sound around the house. It felt, in his brain, like he was going through the seven stages of grief due to the fact that his girlfriend wanted to stop wearing diapers. “You know your an ABDL when” he thought, laughing. Claire’s eyes lit up like it was Christmas day when they made their way into the baby aisle. Bottles, bibs, rattles, and bath toys as far as the eye can see. However, those things were just window dressing for where she really wanted to be: the diaper area. Looking at all of the boxes of diapers, she couldn’t help but smile. All the pastel colors on the boxes and the scents from the diapers themselves. When she was a kid, she remembered coming to this aisle just to smell the babyish scents. Well, that and she looked at the babies playing with their mommies on the packages and wished that was her. When Tyler saw the way his little girl looked at those diapers, he knew that her heart was not totally into the idea of being a big girl. Diapers had always been a part of her regressed mindset and that was not going to change because she wanted to wear Pull Ups now. While Claire was staring at the packages, he made up a plan in his head. Something to make it seem like being a big girl was a lot less fun than being a baby. Something that would make her long for the days of diapers, bottles, and binkys. “Princess, the Pull Ups are over here” he said, standing in front of the rows of training pants. Claire slowly walked away from the diaper display, trying her best not to drag her heels and show her daddy she was the big girl she wanted to be. As soon as she stood in front of the packages of Pull Ups, her excitement ramped back up. Some of the training pants had characters from the movie Cars on them, while others had Disney princesses! These looked much cooler than diapers. “Can we get one of with the Cars on it and one with the princesses? Please daddy?” Claire asked, making sure to look and see that no one was around while addressing Tyler as daddy. “Sure princess” he said, grabbing a pack of both and handing them to the excited little one in front of him. “Since they are your Pull Ups, you get to carry them” he told her, smiling at how a 21 year old women was gitty at buying training pants. Now that they had what they came for, the couple made their way to the checkout. After a quick delay at the toy aisle, where Tyler had to pry Claire away, they got there. As the scanned the 4 registers currently open, they found one that had no one in line. Placing Claire’s big girl underwear on the conveyor belt, the women who looked to be in her mid 30s greeted them from behind the register. “Hi there” she gave them a big smile as she grabbed the first package of Pull Ups “did you two find everything you were looking for?” When she saw the nod from Tyler, she responded with a simple “that’s good” as she rang the item up. “Doing some potty training?” the women, whose name tag read Mary, asked. “Yeah” Tyler responded “Our baby girl has finally decided that she is too big for diapers” he told Mary, knowing full well that Claire’s face must have been 10 different shades of red behind him. “Lucky you” the employee answered with a chuckle. “I got 3 kids, all of which are still in diapers. Feels like I spend half my day changing diapers” she shook her head in a joking manner and shot the couple a smile. “I get that. My little girl is like a super soaker” he said, returning the chuckle. Once the items were put in a bag and paid for, Tyler told Mary “have a good day” as he walked away. “You too. Also, good luck” she finished their interaction with a laugh as she saw the man laughing himself as he walked away. Making it to their car, Claire and Tyler both hopped in. As soon as they were all buckled in, the man Claire called daddy reached over to the bottom of her dress and reached under, giving her diaper a squeeze. “All dry, you certainly are ready to be a big girl” he told his big girl with a couple pats on her padded crotch. “See daddy, I told you! I don’t need yucky diapers anymore” she saw in a matter of fact tone. Inside, however, part of her still wanted to be daddy’s baby girl and toddle around in her diapers. Right now, however, Claire wanted nothing more than to be a big girl and nothing was going to stop her. Now that Claire had her training pants, the drive home felt a lot quicker. She studied the back of the package, looking at all the cool features of the training pants. They even had a wetness indicator that looked like a tiara on the princess Pull Ups. Awesome! As they pulled into the driveway, she put the packages back in the plastic bag and hopped out of the truck, following daddy into the house. Tyler shut the door behind him, turning around just in time to see Claire pulling her dress up and reaching for the tapes of her bulky diaper. “Hold on sweetheart” he told her, gently grabbing her hands and putting the hem of her dress back down “before we get you in your big girl underwear, daddy has some rules he has to tell you.” She just wanted her Pull Ups on already! Knowing that arguing would earn her nothing but a spanking, she huffed and told him “fine”. Deciding to let that attitude filled response go, Tyler started explaining how the day was going to unfold. “Once daddy is finished with his rules, we will get this diaper off and get you into your Pull Ups. If you can show me that you can keep your training pants dry and use the potty like a big girl, I will let you start wearing training pants instead of diapers. If you have one accident, that is ok: they are called accidents after all. Two accidents though, and it’s back to diapers until daddy thinks you are ready to try Pull Ups again. Whenever you need to use the bathroom, you will let me know and I will walk you to the potty. Last thing: in order to make it easier to see if you have had an accident, you will be wearing nothing but your Pull Ups for the rest of the day. Do you understand my rules sweetie?” “Yes daddy, can we take my diaper off now?” Claire caught about half of what he was saying, but she was just too excited to pay attention to everything. “Ok princess. First, let’s get this dress off though” he said as she reached her arms up and he slid the dress off of her skinny frame. Seeing her clad in nothing but her diaper brought that sad feeling over Tyler once again. He shook the feeling out his head, knowing that he just wanted his little one to be happy. Right now, Pull Ups were making her happy. He made quick work of untaping the infantile underwear and letting the dry padding fall to the floor. Tyler grabbed the pink package of training pants and ripped it open, taking a pair out and fluffing them a little bit. As her daddy pulled out the Pull Up, the one in his hands having ariel on it, she was nearly jumping up and down from excitement. Once daddy stretched the training pants out for her to step into, she nearly hopped into them. It felt like heaven as daddy pulled them up and let them fall snuggly on her hips. They felt so good on her butt, Claire had to do some bottom wiggles! Tyler saw how happy his big girl was in her Pull Ups. He was glad Claire brought it up this morning. Seeing her happy was more important than being selfish and wanting her to be in diapers. Plus, the way she just wiggled her tushy sent shivers through his spine. “I see a happy big girl” he cooed, giving her a pat on her tushy. When Claire heard her daddy call her a big girl, a massive smile grew on her face. She wanted to show daddy that she could do things on her own and didn’t need him to take care of her all the time. That, and well, the Pull Ups were just too adorable to pass up. “Yeah daddy, I’m super happy. Thank you for buying these for me” she told him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I have to go make us some breakfast” Tyler told the Pull Up clad girl “so, why don’t you go watch some cartoons? It shouldn’t be too long.” Before he went to the kitchen, he gave her one more butt pat for good measure. It was odd to him that there was no crinkling sound after the pat. Claire made her way to the TV, noticing there was almost no change in her gait from when she would wear panties. She flipped on My Little Pony and plopped down on the floor. This was one of her favorite shows and always sent her into little space. Once she was on the floor, the big girl laid down on her stomach and giggled at the action on screen. As Tyler was cracking a couple eggs into a pan, a smile arose when he heard his little...big girl laughing. It was going to take some time to get used to not calling her a baby. Straying from that train of thought, he starting putting the components of a breakfast together. Pouring milk into glasses, putting bread into the toaster, and scrambling the eggs in the pan. He felt like Inspector Gadget. The half hour seemed to fly by for the giggling girl. In no time at all, the credits were rolling on the cartoon. “Perfect timing” she thought as she heard daddy’s footsteps coming into the living room. Claire than heard something she was not planning to hear. “Honey, it looks like someone had an accident from back here” he told the wet girl on the floor. He wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to follow his rules all day, but he didn’t expect her to use up one of her accidents already. A shocked look covered her face as she reached back and squeezed the Pull Up, feeling it squish. Her brain must have thought she was still wearing a diaper and just let go when she needed to go. Claire was going to have to pay closer attention to her bladder. “I’m so sorry daddy” she whimpered, holding back tears. She had failed. Already. Tyler hurried over and knelt down next to his sad girlfriend. “It’s ok sweetie, accidents happen. I just had you in a diaper a little while ago, so it made sense that your brain thought you were still wearing one. Let’s get you into a clean pair of training pants” he told her as he took her hands, helping her off the floor. The couple made quick work of slipping off her wet Pull Ups and replacing them with a clean pair. Once he was sure the big girl was all comfy, he reminded her “Remember princess, one more accident and it’s back to diapers.” “I know daddy” she told him as she hung her head down. It took her a grand total of 30 minutes to wet her training pants. Claire didn’t think she was going to wet at all. Now, however, there was no margin for error. “How about we have some breakfast” Tyler told his girlfriend, taking her hand and leading her into the kitchen and seating her in front of a breakfast plate that looked like it came from a buffet. Eggs, toast, bacon, and sausage filled the plate to the brim. To finish things off, he walked a full glass of milk over and placed it in front of her. “What about my bottle daddy?” she asked, a quizzical tone in her voice. “Sweetheart, big girls don’t drink from bottles. Only babies do” he told her as he sat in front of his plate across from her. “Oh yeah, silly me” she said, sounding the slightest bit defeated. It was than that Claire realized her food was on a normal plate and not her princess plate that she normally used. Did big girls really have to give up all of the fun stuff? They both ate in relative silence. Neither really had anything to talk about. Add that with how embarrassed Claire still felt after wetting her Pull Up and the only thing heard in the kitchen was the clanging of silverware on plates and chewing. Once both of the couple’s plates were clean, Claire asked “Are big girls still allowed to play with toys?” in a sincere tone. She was worried that toys were only for babies, just like bottles and diapers. “Of course princess, you can play with toys no matter how old you are” Tyler responded with a chuckle as he took her plate and took it to the sink. “I’m gonna go to our room and play than” she said, getting out of her seat and skipping down the hallway until she got the their bedroom. They kept the toy box there in case they had unexpected company. Claire grabbed the chest from the closet and pulled it into the middle of the room. Once she had a seat on her bottom, with a lot less padding than she remembered, the Pull Up clad girl pulled out a couple Barbies as well as handfuls of clothes. There were few things she liked more than dressing up her babies and making them pretty. While his girlfriend was accessorizing in the other room, Tyler was doing the dishes. The life of a daddy. Since they were not too dirty, it was pretty easy work. He then cleaned the glasses and put everything back in the cupboards. Once everything was clean, Tyler headed to the living room. Rarely, if ever, did he get to watch what he wanted to. Normally, it was always cartoons on. Now was his chance to catch up on his shows. The feeling of his butt hitting the couch was heavenly. However, the second his hand grabbed the remote, something else got his attention. “Daddy, I gotta go potty” Claire yelled as she felt a little pressure on her bladder. While she could normally hold it for a long time, she didn’t want to chance it. After all, her next accident would see her ending up in puffy padding. As smiled up at the door as the man she called daddy walked into the room. “Is it ok if I take Barbie when I go potty?” Claire asked, puppy dog eyes in full effect. “Of course sweetie, now let’s go so someone doesn’t have another accident” Tyler told Claire as he took her hand and led her into the bathroom. As he brought her training pants down her legs, he was glad they were all dry. While he did want his baby girl back, he knew that having two accidents in a row after thinking she was a big girl would crush her. Once she sat down, Tyler’s knees became weak. His girlfriend was sitting in front of him on the potty, talking to her Barbie, with her Pull Up around her ankles. He loved this girl. After a couple minutes of sitting and waiting, there was no noises coming from the toilet bowl. Figuring she must not have had to go as bad as she thought, the girl stood up and pulled her training pants back up to her hips. “False alarm, I’m sorry for bothering you daddy” she said , lowering her head. “Don’t be sorry baby girl” Tyler responded, forgetting to call her a big girl “You can always call daddy for anything. Whether it be needing to go potty or a diaper change, I will always be here” he said as he hugged the moping girl in front of him. He than realized what he said about diaper changes and, instead of clarifying, decided to let it be. It was true, after all. “Can I have a glass of water” Claire asked. When her daddy nodded, she made her way to the kitchen and filled up her own cup. She was a big girl after all… Tyler could tell how down Claire was. “Sweetheart, if you don’t wanna be a big girl right now, you don’t have to be” he said, giving her a bottom pat as she finished filling up the cup. “I wanna be a big girl” Claire said, trying to convince him, as well as herself, that she wanted this. After the words fell from her mouth, she hurried back into their bedroom and shut the door. Tyler thought about following her in, but decided to give her some space. He didn’t want to be the type of daddy that hovers. He just sat down on the couch and started watching some TV. One thing he did do, however, was turn the volume down. Just in case his baby girl called for something, Tyler wanted to be ready to spring into action! Claire sat in her room, thinking harder than she had ever thought in little space. In her head, she was going through the pros and cons of being a big girl. The cons far outweigh the pros. The only pros she could think of was being able to do things she couldn’t do as a baby. Claire would be able to eat her food by herself, not have her beverages fed to her, and go to the potty whenever she wanted to and not have to use a diaper. The more she thought about it, however, those seems like bad things. Some of her favorite moments with Tyler were when she was laying across his lap with a bottle in her mouth. Claire also loved when he would play games with her while feeding her. The airplane game was an oldie, but still good. She had made her mind up. She was going to be a baby again. Tyler was in the middle of an episode of Family Guy when he heard the familiar call for him from his little girl. Leaving the show running, he hopped off the couch and made his way to their bedroom. When he opened the door, he was met by the sounds of sniffles from his baby girl. He rushed over to the girl, got on his knees, and immediately embraced her in a hug. “What’s wrong baby girl” Tyler asked as he rubbed the crying girl’s back. “I...I…” Claire tried to get out what she wanted to say through the sniffles “I had another accident.” Her eyes than went down to the Pull Up that was sagging on her hips. “Oh no sweetie. Let’s get you all cleaned up” he told her, at the same time giving the training pants a squeeze to confirm that they were soaked. Tyler quickly ripped the sides open, allowing the soggy Pull Up to drop to the floor. Once he heard the plop, he looked down at it and something confused him. There was no yellow hue. As a veteran diaper changer, he knew something was up. Slowly putting the pieces together, he noticed the empty water glass sitting on the floor. It clicked. “Claire, do you have something to tell me?” “What do you mean daddy” she asked, getting nervous. Of course, she knew exactly what he was referring to. “You didn’t really go pee pee, did you?” was all that Tyler needed to say. He knew that his baby girl thought she had a flawless plan, but not when daddy was on the case. “No daddy…” Claire mumbled as she looked at the love of her life. She was caught. “How come you poured your water into your Pull Up? If you didn’t want to be a big girl anymore, you could have just told me. Daddy will never be made at you for wanting to wear diapers or drink from your baba. I will love you no matter what” Tyler took Claire back in a hug. He hated seeing her sad. “Daddy...Can I be your baby girl again?” she whispered into his ear, so happy with his reaction. She was worried Tyler was going to be mad at her for not following through. She now knew that she was silly to think that way. Claire knew Tyler loved her no matter what. The only words that left Tyler’s lips was “I thought you would never ask.”

Chapter 10 As soon as Emily’s feet stepped outside the cabin, she was hit with the bright sun shining in the sky. The warmth felt amazing on her soft skin, but it didn’t feel too good in her eyes. She shot her hands up to her eyes, using them to shield the rays from making their way into her beautiful blue eyes. Marcus had a feeling this would happen and came prepared. Pulling the backpack off his back, he unzipped the pack and rummaged through it for a couple seconds. “Here we go” he told himself as the man Emily called daddy pulled a pink baseball cap and a pink pair of sunglasses out. He made quick work of putting the cap and sunglasses on his little one. “Is that better baby girl?” Marcus asked, giving her a little tummy tickle as well. After the slight giggle fit that ensued, Emily smiled around the shield of her pacifier and told him “yup daddy, tank ou”, pushing the shield of the binky onto his cheek. She loved giving her daddy paci kisses. Her attention quickly jumped as she heard some birds in the woods. The movement of the trees in the wind combined with the squirrels and bunnies running around was too much for her little side to handle. Emily’s head was darting around as if she was trying to keep her eyes on a hummingbird. “Let’s go this way baby, daddy picked out a trail we could walk down” Marcus told the preoccupied girl, taking her hand as he gently pulled her in the direction of the trail. He figured that this was going to be a little overwhelming for her, at least at the beginning. All she needed was someone to guide her through and make sure she was having fun along the way. Sounds like the job of a daddy to a T. Marcus couldn’t help but crack a smile when he head the crinkling of her bottom cut through the noise of all the wildlife. Just as they made their way to the start of the trail, Emily’s eyes caught something. “Daddy, wook! A butterfwy” she squealed, nearly jumping at the leaf it was sitting on. Before she could run up to it, the excited little felt her daddy’s hand on her shoulder. “Slow down baby. If you run at it, the butterfly will fly away. To her, you are a scary giant. She just wants to be relaxed and happy. Imagine if, when you were playing in your playpen, some huge person you have never seen before started running at you. That would be pretty scary wouldn’t it?” he asked, trying to relate the current situation to something in her little life. Thinking it over, Emily knew that her daddy was right. If someone she didn’t know ran at her, she would be screaming for her daddy. With her new information, she just nursed steadily on her pacifier as she looked at the butterfly from afar. “Wook daddy, it gween” she whispered, not wanting to startle the insect. “I see that princess. It looks so pretty! I bet this won’t be the only butterfly we will see during our adventure” he told her, moving his hand from her shoulder and giving her padded bottom a couple of pats. Almost as if the crinkle from his little girl’s diaper caused it, the beautiful creature flew off the leaf. Emily let out an audible gasp and waved at it as it flew high in the sky. While she was sad to see her new friend go, Emily was excited about what was to come on her time with daddy on the trail. Her smile came back as she felt Marcus slip his hand in hers, taking a firm grip. Whether it was a hug or holding hands, the baby girl craved daddy’s touch. Their walk might as well have been a walk through a museum. Every 20 steps, the couple would stop and look at another critter. Emily knew not to make noise, so she would just look and whisper her observations to her daddy. After staring at a squirrel for 5 minutes straight, Marcus decided it was time to move this hike along. If they kept going at this rate, they would be finishing at midnight. “Come on baby girl. I know you love looking at all the little creatures, but we need to start walking a little quicker. Daddy has a surprise for you at the end of the hike” he told the diapered girl next to him. As soon as he said surprise, Marcus could feel the girl try to sprint forward. “Not that fast baby” he told Emily with a chuckle. She absolutely loved daddy surprises. Before they left to come to the cabin for the weekend, she remembered daddy telling her they were going to have fun this weekend. When she asked him what they were doing, he told her he couldn’t tell her or it would ruin the fun. The fact that he knew something that she didn’t both frustrated her and sent shivers down her spine. She was going to be walking faster, that much was certain. The rest of the hike went a lot faster. In fact, it was normally Marcus who had to stop the pair and have them look at the cool things around them. While Emily was determined to get to the end, she did find herself enthralled in a certain plant or animal when daddy pointed it out to her. During their trip, Emily had learned more about squirrels, butterflies, and trees than she ever had in her entire life. Marcus led the waddling girl though the last bit of woods and smiled as they emerged at their lunch spot. “Perfect, just in time for lunch. Let’s put our blanket down baby” he told his girlfriend, pulling a pink blanket with baby Looney Tunes all over it. When they were at home, Emily would play on it all the time. It was one of the things that helped her sink very deep into little space. Once the blanket was situated on the hill, the man Emily called daddy reached into the backpack and grabbed the food. Two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, some orange slices, two small bags of chips. Lastly, he pulled out a water bottle and a baby bottle. “Here you go baby girl, drink your baba all dry” Marcus cooed at his girlfriend as he handed her the bottle, covered in Baby Looney Tunes characters to match the blanket. Emily popped the nipple of the bottle into her mouth, nursing steadily as she looked at the scene in front of her. They were on top of a hill overlooking the lake. Sun beams danced off the still water, revealing the beautiful fish swimming underneath. She smiled around the nipple as the baby girl imagined this image on the back of a postcard. When she thought of spending time at a cabin, this was the picture that popped into her head. It was perfect and she wished she could live in this moment for a long time. Marcus noticed his girlfriend losing herself in the view, so he kept quiet and set up their lunch. Cutting the PB&J sandwich into four quarters, he put it on her plate. The plate itself was a silly pink monster whose face was revealed when Emily would eat everything. There were four compartments in the place and they were all filled. Top right with half the PB&J Marcus just cut, bottom right with 4 orange slices, top left had her small bag of Cheetos, and the bottom left finished off with the last half of the sandwich. With her eyes still stuck on the glass like water, Emily’s mind was sent back to her current situation with her daddy’s hand on her padded bottom. After she was broken from her trance, her nose directed her next move. Her eyes shot down to the foot on her cartoon plate and the diaper clad girl reached for the quarter portion of sandwich,dropping her bottle on the soft blanket. “Dig right in sweetheart” Marcus said with a chuckle as the girl in front of him was chowing down on her sandwich. As the pacifier dangled from the clip attached to her collar, he couldn’t help but think about how great life had been to him. He was on vacation with the most beautiful girl in the world. Not only that, she was showing him the most vulnerable side of herself off. Where else would he rather be? Nowhere. Polishing off the second quarter of her sandwich, she was going to save the other half for later. The next big decision came for Emily” what do I want to go for next? She figured apple sauce was too messy to eat by herself. As she reached for the orange slices, something about the packaging for the Cheetos caught her eye. The baby girl took a quick turn and was heading right for the chips. Just as her fingers touched the bag, she felt Marcus’ hand gently grab her wrist. “Not yet baby girl. You can’t have your snack until your eat the rest of your lunch” he told her in a stern, yet loving, tone as he moved Emily’s hand over the orange slices. “I promise they are just as nummy as the chips sweetheart” he said as he let go of her, giving the baby girl in front of him a kiss on the cheek. Emily smiled as she brought an orange slice up to her mouth. She knew, no matter how yummy the orange was going to be, her daddy’s kisses were a million times sweeter. Per her daddy’s request, the women finished off the oranges. She really wanted those chips! “Here you go princess” Marcus told Emily as he opened the bag and handed it to her. He let out a small chuckle as she dug her hand in and shoved the handful of cheesy snacks in her mouth as fast as she could. Ever since they have been in a relationship, she had always been a fast eater. The little girl in front of him would finish off her plate, whether in little space or not, almost as soon as they sat down. As she was chowing down, Marcus put the Tupperware that he kept the oranges and sandwiches in back in the backpack. “Done!” Emily announced to her caregiver, holding the bag upside down to show him that there was nothing left. She was so proud of eating everything on the plate. Plus, she was finally able to see the crazy monster on the plate and it made her giggle. “Look daddy, a silly monster” she alerted Marcus, pointing at the plate. “It is pretty silly” the man Emily called daddy replied to the giggly girl. As he was taking a look at the plate, Marcus slipped the backpack on his back and handed his baby girl her bottle. “I think it’s time we go back to the cabin. Someone needs a nap, but not before some cuddle time with daddy” he told the little one, picking her up and placing her on his hip. “Otay daddy” she responded around the nipple of the bottle she had in her mouth. Staring at the lake for one last time, she smiled at the beautiful view. Combine that with the nipple in her mouth and her daddy’s hand patting her diapered bottom and Emily was in heaven.

Chapter 10 As the foursome approached the ice cream parlor, patrons of all ages dotting the picnic tables outside, Justin wanted to be chivalrous and hopped in front the whole group to open the front door for them. As the other three walked through the door, decorated with ice cream cones colored by former patrons, the 22 year was looking at all the different flavors the people outside were eating. From the 10-15 seconds he was holding the door, he saw chocolate chip cookie dough, mint chocolate chip, cotton candy, and just plain vanilla. The choices seemed endless and it was going to make Justin’s choice that much tougher. Come on baby, let’s go get a yummy treat” Amy called out to her boyfriend, seeing him seemingly stuck in a trance at the door. When she saw him snap his head to her voice, the women he called mommy couldn’t help but let a giggle slip out. She loved these moments a little more: the ones where he was just naturally silly. Nothing scripted or planned out, just spur of the moment cuteness. Taking the hand of the diaper clad man, they took the place of Travis and Andrea as they were picking out their flavors. “I will take 2 scoops of strawberry in a waffle cone please. As for her, I think she will have 2 scoops of cotton candy, with sprinkles on top, in a waffle cone as well” Travis gave the high schooler behind the counter their order, shooting a smile to Andrea. She didn’t even notice it, however, due to the constant looking around and tugging on her skirt. Her daddy knew she was self conscious about the white padding sticking out a little bit, so he leaned over and whispered “If you keep tugging on your skirt, more people are gonna pay attention to it baby girl. Just act normal and nobody will see a thing.” He could see the concern and worry on her face start to melt away until a sudden burst of laughter escaped from a group behind them. “This is it” was all Andrea could think. She was expecting to turn around and see them all pointing and laughing at her. Not wanting to make a big scene, she just slightly turned her head to look at the group. She couldn’t believe it: nothing! They were all looking in different directions and not paying attention to her or her group in the slightest. The relief of the situation slowed her heart rate as she let out a deep breath. “See princess” Travis whispered to his baby girl’s ear as he handed her the sprinkle covered cone “there is nothing to worry about. As long as you don’t make it a big deal, no one else will either. Now, let’s go find a spot outside to sit and wait for Justin and Amy.” Travis took the woman's hand and led her out the side door, hearing a faint crinkle over all the other noise. The other couple made quick work of getting their ice cream. Amy had a scoop of coffee while Justin, after much internal debate, decided on chocolate chip cookie dough. As they both made their way to Travis and Andrea outside, Amy just soaked in this moment. She was basically having a perfect day, which she would never thought possible when Travis interrupted her changing Justin on the beach earlier. Meeting those two amazing people has only made her and her baby boy’s day better. Plus, it seemed like Justin was having a great day and, to her, that was all the matters! As the four started taking the first couple licks of their frozen treats under the gleaming summer sun, Justin and Amy’s faces grew huge smiles. “See” Andrea told the smiling duo “Daddy was right, wasn’t he? This is the most yummy ice cream anywhere! On a super hot day like this, it just hit the spot.” Not able to keep the ice cream out of her mouth for more than a couple seconds, the diaper clad girl took what looked like 10 licks in a matter of 5 seconds. “Slow down baby, you are gonna get brain freeze if you keep eating it that fast” her daddy laughed through the warning as he lightly pushed the cone away from her face. “Do you have more ice cream in your tummy or on your face? Maybe daddy needs to go ask for a bib. Look at Justin, even he is getting most of it in his mouth. Looks like you really bet just a big baby” Travis teased Andrea a little bit as he reached up her skirt and gave the front of her bulky diaper a squeeze. “Well, you’re dry at least. Daddy is a little surprised.” He knew his baby girl liked a little public humiliation, so baby talking and a diaper check seemed like the sweet spot right now. Plus, there was no one around to see another of their kinky activities, so it was the perfect storm of ABDL/DDLG shenanigans. The blood that filled up Justin’s face after the latest comment from Travis had still not left. While he was a little bit embarrassed, he was more proud that he was able to stay cleaner than his girl counterpart. Mommy had always told him that he was a very clean little boy. That comment was example of 128 of why he loved today so much. Being able to not only spend his day little, but meet another awesome couple who shares him and his mommy’s dynamic was invaluable. His emotions were overwhelming him right now. “I will be right back. I’m ok, I just want to take a walk by myself for a minute” was all he announced to the group as he stood up and made his way towards a footpath nearby. “OK baby, let me know if you need anything” Amy replied, a tinge of concern in her voice. She knew that her baby boy would tell her if anything was really wrong, so she wasn’t super worried. Her mommy side, however, just wanted to cuddle him and give him bottom pats until he felt better. This seemed like adult Justin just needed some space and she respected that. “So,” Amy asked, trying to get her mind back on track “how did you two end up finding this place?” As the two “adults” talked back and forth about the ins and outs of their vanilla relationships, Andrea couldn’t help but focus her attention on Justin. He went from looking so happy one second to just walking off another. She was concerned about him. As the padded woman saw the padded man waddle his way to a bench nearby, she decided she needed to go check him. There were ways two littles could talk and connect that a caregiver and little just couldn’t. “I will be right back too daddy” she told Travis once she was already one or two steps away. “OK princess, just stay where daddy can see you” he told his girlfriend, a smile sat on his face as he noticed the ever present diaper poking out from under her skirt. Once he saw she was walking towards Amy’s little one, his curiosity got the better of him. “Does Justin ever walk away from a group like that normally?” Travis pondered, seeing the woman across from him shake her head no. Seeing a worried look on her face, he did his best to put her at ease. “I’m sure everything is just fine, he is probably just overwhelmed by the whole day. Meeting new people is hard enough, let alone knowing that they are another kinky couple.” “Yeah, you are probably right. Plus, he did go swimming earlier and that normally makes him pretty sleepy. I bet he just needs a nap. Once our little ones are done talking, I will head over there and see if he is tired.” Amy was still a little nervous, but having this chat about what the causes of Justin’s sudden mood shift was making her feel better. While they were talking, though, she couldn’t take her eyes off of her baby boy and Travis’ baby girl at the bench across the park. “Hey Justin, is it ok if I sit here” Andrea asked as she walked up from behind him. As he nodded, she also noticed him run his hand under his eyes as if he was wiping tears away. This was a little worse than she thought. However, she knew the perfect way to make a little slightly happier: a joke! “Can I tell you a joke?” she asked, not even waiting for an answer before she jumped right in. “What do you call a T Rex that is sleeping?” seeing the diapered man next to him shrug his shoulders, she moved on to the punchline “A dino-snore!” Andrea yelled out, bursting out with laughter. Justin couldn’t help but let out a couple giggles at the joke.While it was a decent joke in itself, the infectious laughter of the girl next to him was going to make him go into a full blown laughing fit at any minute. The joke was all it took to bring him back to where he was when they were at the beach. After a couple seconds of silence, Justin spoke up. “I just wanted to say, Andrea, that I have had an amazing day. Meeting both you and Travis and being able to connect immediately has made this dream date even better. I just walked away from the group because I was so overcome with happiness and joy that I just wanted to have a second to myself to take it all in.” He basically spilled his guts to the women he had just met today and didn’t regret a second of it. Now Andrea was the one holding back tears. Just hearing the impact that her and her boyfriend have had on him and his girlfriend’s life was enough to make her misty eyed. Just living their kinky life was enjoyable for them, but knowing it was impacting someone so personally was shocking. Who knew diapers, bottles, and cuddles could bring two couples so close together? “I’m glad you feel comfortable enough to share those feelings. Me and my daddy feel the same way about you two. When we walked up on your diaper change, who knew it would have turned into this” Andrea told him as she chuckled. The two of them kept telling stories about the day so far, all while they finished up their delicious ice cream. Just as the conversation was winding down, Justin leaned over to Andrea and whispered something in her ear. After hearing what he had to say, the diaper girl blushed a little bit and started making her way back to the caregivers. “Is everything ok with him” Amy asked as soon as the girl sat down, a crinkle echoing in the caregiver’s ear. “He is just fine” Andrea told Amy with a soothing tone “He just needed to be alone and soak in the day. He just wanted another moment to himself, so I took my cue and came back to you two.” Once he finished filling Justin’s mommy in on the situation, Travis’s baby girl let the two adults continue their conversation. As she rested her head on daddy’s chest, all she could hear was the beating of his heart. The only thing that could make this moment better was a cold bottle and bottom pats, but she knew beggars can’t be choosers. Justin waddled his way back to the group a couple minutes later. As they all looked at him, he gave an awkward wave. “Hey everyone, I’m back minus one yummy ice cream cone. You were totally right about how good this place was Travis! Mommy, can we come back here someday soon?” “Of course we can baby boy, now come here and give mommy a big hug” Amy told him, hopping up and out of her seat at lightning quick speed. Once she had her arms wrapped about her diaper clad boyfriend, all she could do was whisper “Mommy loves you so much baby boy” as a single tear rolled down her cheek. After 30 seconds of hugging, Amy noticed something else. “Uh oh, does someone have a stinky diaper?” she asked, reaching down to pat the sagging padding. All Justin could muster was a nod. When he was talking with Andrea, he felt his tummy gurgle and knew it was about that time. He really liked Andrea, but there was no way he could mess his diaper right in front of her. “Well baby” Amy told the stinky boy “that last diaper that mommy changed you into was your last one. Unless you want to go home and get one of your extra puffy diapers, mommy is gonna have to see if there is a Walmart around here. We can’t have you sitting in poopy Huggies.”Just as she pulled out her phone, the women Justin called mommy heard Travis clear his throat. “Well, there is another option” Andrea’s daddy announced. As he reached into his diaper bag, he told the group “From what i can tell, it looks like Justin and Andrea wear the same size. I just happen to have a couple extra diapers. You are more than welcome to use one. The only issue is…” Travis cut himself off as he pulled the diaper from the bag. It was covered with princesses and was all pink! “Oh. My. Goodness! That would look absolutely adorable on your tushy baby” Amy gushed, imagining him toddling around in just a pink diaper. “Plus, I don’t think you have much of a choice baby boy. Either you wear that pretty pink diaper or you have to sit in your stinky one. Mommy doesn’t want her baby boy getting diaper rash, so I think your bum is gonna look very pretty very soon. Justin knew he had no room to object, so just sat there. He really did want out of this diaper and, if he needed his butt to be covered in princesses in order to have that happen, so be it. “Ok mommy, let’s go” he put on a smile for her. Travis cut in again “well, there is another issue. There are no unisex bathrooms around here. Me and Andrea have been here multiple times and looked, but have never seen any. Since we can’t have Justin being changed out in the open like a normal baby, so we really only have two options. We can all walk back to our cars and change him there...or I can change him in the mens bathroom…”