ThatDaddyFellow

I know I am late to the party in terms of posting this, but I needed to say something. This is the most emotional ABDL story I have ever read. It is even one of the most emotional stories I have ever read period. The scene where Kimmy was taken literally made me start crying and I had to stop reading ti calm myself down. I cannot recommend this story enough and I loved every second of it!!!!!!

Chapter 9 Justin held Amy’s hand as they walked, or in the baby boy’s case waddled, behind Andrea and Travis on their way to the ice cream parlor. The diaper clad 22 year old did all he could to hold back a giggle when he saw the little bit of bulky padding sticking out from below Andrea’s skirt. He was sure she was happy that the skirt was light pink, so the white diaper was more hidden. If the little girl in front of him was wearing a bright pink skirt, he figured it would attract a lot of eyes to it and get her exposed. The same thing was going through her head. “I hate wearing this skirt when I’m diapered” she thought as loud as she could, hoping daddy could somehow hear it and grab the other skirt from the diaper bag slung over his shoulder. After finding out he was not a mind reader, the best the padded women could do was use her free hand to try and tug the light pink skirt around her waist down. Every time she did however, she exposed some waistband of the infantile underwear under the skirt. She couldn’t win, she just moved everything back to where it was and gave her daddy a smile. “I know baby girl” Travis whispered to the self conscious little one next to him “but what daddy says goes. Daddy wants you to wear your cute skirt. Unless, you don’t want to.” As soon as the man Andrea calls Daddy finished his statement, he reached down to her skirt and put a couple fingers inside the waistband. He figured that, if she didn’t like the way her skirt looked, she could just wear her diaper. Of course he wasn’t going to make her do that, but Travis wanted to show her that he was in charge. Not in a mean way or anything, but just letting his baby girl know that daddy made the decisions. “No daddy, please” she pleaded to her boyfriend with her eyes as well as her words. No way her daddy would make her go around vanilla people in just her diaper and bikini top...right? As she pondered that horrifying thought, her hands instinctively shot to her waist to stop the garment from falling any further. Travis immediately pulled out the patented “daddy look” once he felt his baby girls hand on his. “No princess” was all he needed to say. Once he was sure he had gotten his point across, the man Andrea called daddy slowly brought the light pink skirt around her waist. Once he was sure all the waistband of her diaper was hidden, “You know I love you, right baby girl?” he asked, giving her a smile as she nodded in response. “You just need to listen to daddy ok? I just want to make sure you are happy and safe. Daddy loves you” Travis told his girlfriend, planting a kiss on her forehead. The sight playing out in front of Amy warmed her heart. While Travis was joking with his baby girl, Justin’s mommy knew it was out of love. From what he had seen from the couple, she knew they loved each other just as much as she loved her little man. As her mind went to thinking about Justin, she figured it was time to tease him a little bit as well. “How’s mommy little diaper boy doing?” she asked, moving her hands towards his shorts as he immediately blushed. “I’m doing good mommy” was all that Justin could muster, the blood rushing to his face. While he was a fan of being baby talked in small doses, it still felt weird having it happen with another couple a couple feet away. He was surprised he had blood going anywhere but his face as he felt Amy’s hand find its way inside his trunks, her fingernails running along his inner thigh until the crinkle of the plastic backing echoed through the air. “You know what baby boy” Amy asked, not waiting for a response as she continued speaking “mommy thinks you look so adorable in your bulky dipeys. The way your waddle is just adorable and the crinkle mommy hears is music to my ears.” Amy continued to both compliment and humiliate her boyfriend as she ran her hands all over his infantile underwear. Seeing her baby boy’s red face and hearing the tell tale crinkle of an ABDL diaper brought her mind back to the first time they decided to explore this dynamic. It was an amazing night and one she would never forget. “Here it is” Justin whispered, trying his absolute best to avoid eye contact. In his outstretched arm was a diaper sized up for an adult. This, however, was no normal adult diaper. As evidence by the cartoons bears and pastel baby blocks covering it, it looked like a baby diaper meant for an adult. This was the first time Justin had ever shown anyone his ABDL diapers willingly. There was that time his parents walked in on him, but that is a story for another time. “Oh. My. Goodness. That is absolutely adorable” Amy cried out, snatching the padding from her boyfriend’s hands. Running her hands all over the sized up infantile underwear, she had no idea this kink would be so adorable. When Justin told her about his interest in ABDL, he was very embarrassed and very light on details. Since then, Amy had been chomping at the bit to help her boyfriend experience his deepest desire. Justin’s blush slowly went away as he saw how enthusiastic his girlfriend was. He figured that, once she actually saw the diaper, it would turn her off. Instead, it did the complete opposite. She looked more excited to diaper him than he was to be diapered. That made Justin feel so much better. “I’m so happy you are taking this well” he told Amy, a slight smile forming on his face. Once those words come from her soon to be baby boy’s mouth, her attention immediately went to him. “Of course I am Justin. You did a great job in telling me what you want and not springing this on me out of nowhere. I want nothing more than to make you happy. If putting you in a diaper and treating you like a baby is what you want, mommy is more than happy to ablidge” Amy smiled throwing mommy in to make her baby boy blush a little bit. It worked. Justin’s face filled back up with blood almost immediately. Having a mommy was something he had always dreamed about, yet someone actually calling themselves mommy almost made him crumble to the floor. “So…” he said before he was interrupted by Amy. “Can I see the rest of your ABDL things?” she asked, anxious to see how much he actually had. She had been doing a lot of research and know that some adult babies had tons of toys, clothes, stuffed animals, and everything a little one could desire. “Sure” Justin responded as he walked back to his room. Once they got to his closet, he opened it to show his girlfriend his haul. There was outfits, stuffed animals, baby toys, coloring books, and everything else an ABDL could possibly want. Add that to the bags of diapers on the floor and he had everything he needed. As soon as the closet was opened, Amy was completely sure she wanted to be a mommy to this adorable baby. “Look at all the cute things my baby boy has to play with and wear! Now, I think it’s time for a certain little man to get his diaper on” she cooed at her boyfriend, shaking the diaper and two stuffers in her hand to get his attention. This was the moment of truth for Justin. The thing he wanted was staring him in the face. He had two choices: he could either accept the baby treatment from his accepting girlfriend or chicken out. His brain wrestled with that choice, not knowing which was to go. After a couple minutes, it seemed like Justin’s body chose for him as he laid down on the floor. Looking up at his girlfriend, he gave her a half hearted smile and whimpered “Ok...mommy.” Amy’s heart almost exploded due to cuteness at that moment. While they had been in a Sub/Dom relationship for a while, the adorable moments like this had never really been a part of it. However, her boyfriend laying on the floor as he waited for her to put a diaper on him made up for all of it. Being called mommy was just icing on the cake. “Ok baby boy, but before we get you all padded up, we need to get some things to make you more comfy” she cooed, using the type of voice her friends used on their babies. As the women he just called mommy walked over to the closet and began rummaging through his bins, Justin wondered what he had gotten himself into. What was she grabbing? After thinking about all the negatives, he calmed himself down. Amy loved him more than anything and wouldn’t let anything bad happen to him. As she made her way back to him, he was excited to see what she had behind her back. Once she got back to her baby boy, she put on the biggest smile she could. “Here we go baby, just some things to make you a little more comfy” she cooed, first handing him a soft teddy bear followed by a pastel blue baby blanket covered with baby Looney Tunes characters. Once he had both the infantile items in his arms he got down on her knees and revealed the last item: a pacifier. Amy slowly brought the nipple closer and closer to Justin’s lips. Once the rubber parted her partner’s lips, she smiled and told him “such a good boy! Mommy is so proud of her little man. Now, let’s get you all nice and snug in your dipey.” Justin could have melted into a puddle at that moment. His adult headspace was long gone now and he was firmly in little space. Giggling around the nipple in his mouth, he cooed “dipey” back at Amy. This is the quickest he had ever gone into little space and the deepest he had fallen. He was going to enjoy every second of it. The biggest smile grew on her face as Amy heard her baby boy mumble around his paci. Instead of gushing over him more, however, she wanted to get him all comfy in his puffy underwear. The women Justin called mommy slowly worked his shorts down his legs. Once they were all the way off and his fingers were pulling at the waistband of his boxers, she told him, “I don’t think a certain little one is ready for big boy underwear.” She than made quick work of yanking his boxers down and off his body, leaving the 21 year old naked from the waist down. Justin, however, had no idea what was going on. His babyfied brain didn’t care about getting undressed. The baby boy’s eyes, however, were focused on the rainbow of colors in his closet. Light blues, yellows, and greens looking brighter than ever. Also, the teddy in his arms felt like the softest thing in the world and his blanket was just so comforting. His brain bounced around to everything in the room except for the changing process he was in the middle of...until his bottom was lowered into the soft padding he had come to know and love. Amy could tell that Justin noticed his diapers by the way his head snapped forward and a giggle came from behind the shield of his binky. “Someone likes the feel of his dipey, doesn’t he?” she asked, not expecting an answer. Another round of giggles come from the boy in front of her as Amy brought the front of the padding up and over his crotch. “Does baby love that? Does my little boy love his dipeys?” she cooed, this time waiting for an answer. With his almost liquified brain, the only two words Justin understood was “love” and “dipeys”. He nodded his head up and down, smiling and cooing “me wuv my dipeys” the whole time. Diapers have been one of the things he loved more than anything and having a caregiver made them that much better. “Such a good boy” was all that Amy could get out, tears falling from her eyes. She was just so happy that her boyfriend was able to experience pure happiness like this for, she guessed, the first time in his life. Reaching for the tapes, she slowly taped the fluffy, cartoon covered diaper snuggly on her little one. As soon as the last tape was applied, Amy ran her hands over the plastic padding. “Is that nice baby? All nice and dry in your dipey” she asked in the most syrupy voice she could muster. The only thing that Justin responded with, however, was one word: mommy. “Yes baby? What do you want from mommy?” she asked, a smile seemingly permanently on her face. Still,all she could hear was him calling out to her. It was at that moment that Amy snapped back to the present day. She figured that the group just continued to walk as her brain went back to one of her favorite memories as a couple. They foursome was now about 30 feet from the ice cream parlor. She again heard what she had heard so many times in her flashback. “Mommy. We are almost here. Can you move your hand please?” Justin asked, confused as to why Amy haden’t responded that last 10 times he asked. Normally she was great at listening to him, especially when they were in MD/LB mode. It was at that moment that Amy noticed she still had her left hand planted on her boyfriend’s puffy padding. She must have just been prodding and squeezing the plastic backed diaper the whole time she went into auto pilot. “Of course baby, I’m sorry. I was just thinking about something and forgot what I was doing. Mommy doesn’t want to embarrass her baby boy in front of everyone...too much, that is” she said with a smirk as she removed her hand from her boyfriend’s swim trunks. As soon as Amy moved her hand from Justin’s diaper to his right hand, Travis looked back and smiled. “You guys are gonna love this place. Their ice cream is the best I have ever had. My baby girl loves it too” he punctuated his sentence with a pat on her puffy bottom. Both Justin and Amy responded “I can’t wait” in unison as the group opened the door, hearing a tiny bell ring as to greet them into the parlor.

Over the last couple months, I have suffered from high level depression. I have been looking for ways to relax myself and just forget about every for a little while. I think you know where this is going haha. In my life, I have been about 90% DL with a sprinkling of AB and never really able to come close to anything like regressing. I think I want to try my hand at it again and am worried I won't be able to forget about my adult side. My brain has a hard time letting go of things and it feels like that applies to letting adult stresses go and just be comfy in an AB space. Does anyone have any tips on how to try to clear my mind, regress, and be able to take my mind off of all my stress and depression?

Chapter 8 In Amy’s mind, the sound of a starting gun rang through her head. She wanted to win this more than anything. She was an amazing mommy and wanted to prove it to Travis. Both her hands shot to the tapes holding Justin’s padding to his hips. Pushing down on his bulky crotch to get leverage to yank the sticky tapes, she felt the diaper squish under her palm from the liter of water the diaper absorbed. As she pulled the first tape free, the women Justin called mommy looked over to the other couple and saw Travis had already untaped both tapes on Andrea’s left side. “You better hurry up” was all that the man changing Andrea’s diaper had to say as he looked over at Amy. “Have you ever changed a diaper before” he told her in a joking tone. He was sure she was an amazing mommy to her little boy, but she was as slow as molasses right now. “Hey, you be quiet! My mommy is doing a great job” Justin chimed in, speaking up for his mommy around the nipple in his mouth. As he felt the right side of his padding loosen up, he cheered her on. “Good job mommy, you are doing a great job!” he yelled out, not caring if anyone was around to hear. Both the caregivers went quiet as the front of Justin and Andrea’s padding were lowered. After a slow start, Amy sped up and got even with her new daddy friend. The sound of tubs of wipes open echoed through the silent beach as they began the quick, but important, process of making sure their babies were clean. Once they were both sufficiently clean, the diapers were unfolded. Before this competition began, they had both decided that they would use a diaper with a stuffer. Neither Travis nor Amy wanted the other to not use a stuffer and make things go quicker. Plus, they both knew their little ones loved thicker diapers. “You can do it daddy” Andrea cheered out as she felt her bottom sunk into the fluffy padding she knew and loved. As she looked over at Justin, the exact same thing was happening to him. She was getting nervous, so she popped her thumb in her mouth. Nursing quickly, the smiley baby girl did a good job of hiding her nervous feelings about the derby. She really wanted daddy to win! The bulky padding was pulled over both Justin and Andrea’s hips at a staggering pace. Tape one went on in what seemed like light speed. Tape two stuck to the plastic backing just as quickly. Both the little ones nursed on the items in the mouth quickly. It was going to be a photo finish. Tapes three and four were near simultaneous on both the little boy and girl. Once the adult babies were taped up snuggly, their caregivers raised their hands. “Done” Amy announced, immediately looking over to her left. “Finished” the man diapering Andrea nearly screamed, looking to see if his counterpart was still working. Both Andrea and Justin looked at each other, waiting on bated breath to hear the results. After what felt like a minute of silence, Travis came to a decision. “It looks like we have a tie! We are both winners” he told the other three, scooping his baby girl up and patting her freshly changed tushy. Justin hopped up and gave his mommy a hug. “I’m so proud of you mommy, you did a great job! Plus, my dipey is on snuggly” he told Amy, wiggling his hips to a chorus of crinkles. A massive smile came over her face. She didn’t care that she didn’t win. The fact that her baby boy was proud of her was worth way more than a diaper changing champion acknowledgement. “Thank you so much baby boy. Mommy is proud of you for being super still during your change” he told the diaper clad man in her arms, patting his bulky bottom as he wiggled it about. The two couple just sat on the sand and cuddled with each other for a while. This was perfect. Both caregivers held their littles and stared out over the water. When they imagined what a perfect day would be like, Travis and Amy didn’t think they could picture anything better than this. Diaper crinkles, loving snuggles, and the sound of the waves rolling onto the beach. This might be what Heaven felt like. After what felt like hours, Travis glanced over at Amy and got her attention. “Me and Andrea have been talking while cuddling and we would like to invite you to our favorite ice cream place. We can walk there from here. They have the best ice cream I have ever had” Travis told the women, giving her all the details about this little mom and pop ice cream parlor. “Wow, that sounds so good. Justin and I would love to come with. Thank you so much for inviting us! What do you say baby boy?” she nudged the man in her arms, turning her body so he was facing the other couple. “Tank ou” he said around the nipple in his mouth, a massive smile showing around the shield of his binky. He loved ice cream and, if this was as good as Travis says it is, him and mommy might have another spot for date nights. “Why don’t we get ready to head out. How about that Andrea?” he asked his girlfriend as he placed her on her feet. Travis just took a second to look at the beautiful women in front of him. Wearing nothing but a diaper, he had to chuckle at the contrast in her tan skin and the bright white of the padding wrapped around her waist. “You are the prettiest baby girl of all time” the daddy told his beautiful princess, standing up and giving her bottom a few pats. “And you are the most handsome baby boy I have ever laid eyes on” Amy whispered to Justin, giving him a peck on the cheek to punctuate her statement. She loved her boyfriend more than words could describe and loved to show him that in all types of different ways. Sometimes it was random gifts, others it’s a hug and a kiss. Of course, both her and her little man’s favorite way of showing love was some mommy and baby time. Pulling his binky out of his mouth, Justin looked Amy in the eyes and gave her a massive smile. “I love you too. You are both an unbelievable girlfriend and a perfect mommy. I don’t want anything more in my life. It’s perfect” he poured his heart out to his mommy, a tear even falling from his eye. He loved Amy so much it made him hurt. His heart nearly burst when she wiped the tear off his face. “Don’t cry baby boy, we are going to get some nummy ice cream” she told the man, trying to help him sink a tiny bit into little space. She knew he wasn’t a big fan of getting into deep little space around vanilla people, but a smidgen of little space never hurt anyone. “Now, how about you stand up so we can get some shorts on you” she cooed, feeling him hop off her lap as she said it. “We better get a skirt on you too sweetie” Travis told Andrea, picking up the bright pink skirt and holding it at his baby girl’s feet. Once she stepped in, he pulled it up her legs and over her bulky underwear. Once it sat in place, he turned her around and told the diapered girl “perfect, your Pampers are only sticking out a little” jokingly. “Daddy, I don’t want anyone to see my dipey” Andrea told her bearded boyfriend. She did, on occasion, like a little bit of public humiliation. Today, however, was not one of those times, Reaching down, she pulled down the skirt a little bit to cover her padded bottom. Once she pulled it down, however, the waistband of her Pamper stuck out. She couldn’t win. Figuring the padding sticking out of her skirt was the lesser of two evils, Andrea positioned the skirt so that no plastic was showing around her midriff. Justin, on the other hand, was very glad that he had brought a shirt. Once the sleeveless tee sat on his frame, the diaper wrapped around his bottom was hidden. Bringing his arms up to test how far the shirt would ride up, he noticed a little bit of waistband would show. It, however, was enough to worry him. He was comfortable with his ABDL side and didn’t care if anyone judged him for it. Andrea smiled at her daddy, clad in her skirt and bikini top, the same way Justin smiled at his mommy. They both looked at their respective caregivers in the eyes and told them the same thing: “I’m ready to go. Let’s get some ice cream”.

Chapter 9 “Now that we are both safe and sound, what do you say we go get ready for our fun adventure today” Marcus asked, letting Emily free of her hug with the toll of a couple diaper pats. “Yeah daddy, what is it? What are we doing?” she asked, nearly jumping up and down as she waited for her daddy to reveal the answer. She both loved and hated surprised. They were almost always fun, but not knowing was the worst thing in the world for Emily’s little side. “I can’t tell you, than it wouldn’t be a surprise anymore. Silly baby. How about, as I am getting you ready, you try to guess what we are doing?” he offered them a compromise that would satisfy both parties. He knew her little side was probably on pins and needles, she letting her guess helped her let some ideas out. Plus, it would give Marcus some extra ideas for future fun days. “Great idea. You got such a big brain daddy” she exclaimed, smiling as he picked her up and placed her padded bottom on his hip. When she saw him reach down and pick up her binky off the floor, she smiled. “He never missed anything” she thought as she put the pacifier in his mouth to clean the nipple. “Siwwy daddy, binky is for babies” she giggled as he placed the now clean rubber teat in her mouth. Marcus turned around and carried his beautiful baby girl towards the nursery, answering her as they went. “I know that silly girl, but daddy didn’t want to give you a yucky binky. We don’t want any babies to get sick, do we?” he asked, receiving a nod from his girlfriend. After she found out his diaper secret, Emily getting sick would just be icing on the cake for a bad weekend. Once they opened the door to the nursery, Marcus gently took his baby girl off his hip and placed her feet on the floor. “Sweetie, daddy needs you to walk for a little bit” he told her as he walked over to the closet. Marcus rummaged through the onesies, footed sleepers, and dresses until he found what he was looking for. “Clue number one” he said, turning around. Emily laid eyes on the piece of clothing and still had no idea what Marcus had planned. He was holding a pair of pink shorts. They were the pair that went three quarters of the way down her thigh. “I don’t know” she told him, racking her brain for answers. “I didn’t expect you to guess it after this clue. Now, let’s get clue number one on you” Marcus told her as he walked over to the diaper clad girl. The beautiful women stepped into the shorts and let him pull them up. A huge smile grew on his face. The massive bulge in front told anyone who saw her that she was heavily padded. Add that to the decent amount of plastic sticking over the waistband and they looked exactly like the shorts a toddler would wear. The next clue was another piece of clothing. Marcus went back to the closet and grabbed the shirt. It was all white except for the silhouette of a mountain on it. “Any guesses now princess?” he asked as he walked over and stood in front of her. After a couple seconds of silence, he figured that meant no and told her “It’s ok, you will figure it out soon. Now, show me how Wonder Woman flies” he cooed at her, smiling as she raised her arms high in the air. As soon as the shirt feel on her frame, Marcus had to hold in a giggle. With her arms above her head, the shirt didn’t even fall to Emily’s hips, leaving the white plastic of her diaper on display. Once her arms were at her side, it was just long to cover everything if she didn’t move. Any movement for the diapered girl and she would be flashing her padding. Emily popped her thumb in her mouth as daddy picked her up and sat down on the edge of her crib with his baby girl on her lap. She smiled. This was HER crib. Not a crib. Hers. She could feel her boyfriend quickly putting her hair up in pigtails. Where ever the couple went, Emily was sure to be the most adorable one there. Once her hair was all done, she felt daddy pace her back on her feet. “Stay here sweetie, daddy has to go grab a certain paci from your binky collection” he told her, tickling her tummy quickly as he turned back to the closet. He reached up and pulled out a white box. Opening it up, there must have been at least 15 different pacifiers. It was like the holy grail for ABDLs. Marcus rummaged around for a second before finding the one he wanted. He grabbed a pacifier clip and walked back over to the waiting girl, clipping it onto her shirt. Once everything was secured, Emily picked up the pacifier and looked at the shield. In pink cursive, it read “little adventurer”. What did that have to do with our day? She thought hard, than asked “daddy, are we doing something outside”, to which Marcus replied with a smirk. “Your getting warmer baby. How about you hold your next guess until we are ready to leave? For now, let’s go back to the living room. Daddy has to pack something quickly” he told his girlfriend, taking her by the hand and leading her down the hall. As they walked down the hall, Marcus’ eye caught his baby girl’s reflection in the bathroom mirror. “Look at that baby girl in the mirror honey” he cooed, using his most syrupy tone as he turned the padded girl towards the mirror. As soon as Emily looked to her right, she could have sworn she was looking at funhouse mirror version of a toddler. The first thing that caught her eye was the pink ribbons holding the pigtails in place. Her eyes than wandered down. The diaper bulge around her waist was as obvious as it could possibly be. To complete the picture, she took her pacifier and put the nipple in her mouth. Once the shield of her binky hit her lips, she fell into deep little space. “Wook daddy, it a baby” she cooed around the rubber in her mouth. When he heard his baby girl talk about herself like that, Marcus could have sworn he died and went to heaven. “Yes sweetheart, that’s you. You are a baby. Daddy’s precious baby girl” he punctuated the sentence with a kiss on top of her head. As the started walking again, he noticed her gait was much wider. It was at that moment Marcus knew adult Emily was long gone and baby girl Emily was waddling down the hall, hand in hand with her daddy. Once they both stepped foot in the living room, the girl whose mind was mush looked up at her daddy and asked “baba daddy?” around the nipple of her pacifier. She was super duper thirsty. Her mouth felt like it was a desert. “Of course my sweet little girl, daddy will get you a nummy baba. Let’s go to the kitchen and grab one from the fridge” Marcus narrated, knowing nothing he was saying was getting through to the giant toddler in front of him. He was very thankful he had made a couple extra bottles this morning so he didn’t have to watch after his regressed girlfriend in a place with lots of unsafe objects as he made a bottle. Opening the fridge and pulling an ice cold bottle out, he handed it to Emily, who immediately spit the pacifier out and replaced it with the baba. “Is that nummy baby?” the man she call daddy asked, not surprised he didn’t receive a reaction. He just led her back into the living room and sat her in the playpen in the corner. Marcus had to set up something for their fun day in the kitchen. Kissing the girl on her cheek, he smiled at her as he headed out of the room. As Emily nursed the delicious skim milk from her bottle, her eyes darted around the room. When she was in the deep regressed state she was currently in, everything was more exciting. Colors were brighter, food tasted better, her Daddy’s touch felt 100 times better. It was like a drug. The first thing her eyes saw was the baby blocks on the floor of the playpen. The orange, yellow, purple, and blue blocks were absolutely mesmerizing. She would have reached out and tried to grab them if it wasn’t for the fact that she needed both hands to hold her bottle. Instead, she just kicked her legs excitedly. As she bounced up and down on the mesh floor of the playpen, she heard a jingle next to her. She stopped. Bouncing again, she heard the same noise. She looked to her left and spotted a rattle next to her. Emily bounced like she was on a trampoline, letting out a giggle around the nipple in her mouth at the noise the infantile toy emitted. Marcus could hear his little one’s giggles in the next room and couldn’t help but smile. This is exactly what he wanted this weekend to be about. Not taking her out of little space to talk about his DL side. It was all about her being able to experience her little side as deep as possible. From the high pitched laughter in the other room, he knew that was exactly what she was doing. He pulled himself away from the thought of running into the living room and cuddling the laughing, diapered girl long enough to finish his task. Cutting the peanut butter and jelly sandwich in half, he put it into a baggie and placed it in his backpack. At the end of their fun day, a picnic was most definitely going to be in order. In the time it took Marcus to get their food ready, Emily had sucked down all the milk in her bottle and replaced it with her pacifier. Her obsession with the rattle continued. Instead of bouncing and hearing it shake, the toddler minded girl picked it up and was shaking it. With her new favorite toy, her giggles turned to full on laughter. The only thing that stopped her, if only for a second, was when her daddy lifted her up out of nowhere. As she was settled on his hip, she felt safe. Nowhere else made her feel as safe as she did when being held by her daddy. She loved him with all her heart. “Are you ready to know what our fun day adventure is going to be?” Marcus asked, sounding like he was about to announce the keys to world peace. Once he saw Emily nodding her head, a massive smile planted on her beautiful lips, he spat it out. “We are going on a little hike and ending the hike with a picnic!” Even in her adult life, Emily loved going outdoors and experiencing nature. She was the same way in her little space. “Ouside!” she yelled, loud enough to scare all of the birds off the trees in the surrounding forest. The diapered girl loved seeing butterflies, squirrels, and all the other creatures the outdoors have to offer. “Before we get started on our walk, someone has to get her little feet in some shoes” he told the little girl in his arms, tickling the soles of her feet a little. In no time, he had a pair of white ankle socks on her as well as her yellow tennis shoes. With that new addition, her transformation to a scaled up two year old was complete. Once the little one was all ready for their outdoor fun, Marcus stood her up and headed to the front door. “Are you ready for some outside time baby girl?” he asked, already knowing the answer. Another nod came from his girlfriend. With a backpack on Marcus’ back and a binky in Emily’s mouth, he opened the door to the shining sun. “After you princess” he told her, allowing the toddler girl to head out the door first. He had a feeling this was going to be a very memorable trip for her.

Here is a little preview of Part two of my Kindle exclusive story Her 2nd Birthday...again. This installment is called It's Party Time! If you are interested in buying it on Amazon or kindle, here is the link: www.amazon.com/dp/B07MYJLMP9 If you would like to go to my author page on Amazon, here is the link. Give me a follow and stay up to date on my releases: amazon.com/author/thatdaddyfellow _______________________________________________________________________________________________ “Tony, can you grab Kayla’s toy bin. It’s the pink box in the corner” Sarah asked him as she took her little one’s hand. While she would like for Kayla to greet every guest that showed up, she figured that the baby girl’s brain will be too preoccupied with playing. Sarah was not bothered by that at all. After all, it was her birthday. Finding the toy bin was not as easy as Tony thought it was going to be. Everything is the the nursery was pink! In the corner Sarah pointed to, there was 3 bins that were painted pink. He went to the one covered with My Little Pony stickers first. Tony was greeted, not by toys, but unopened bags of diapers. “The first one was too hot” he told himself, chuckling a little. He moved to the second chest, this one with Disney princesses all over it. Pulling the lid open, he found the toys he was seeking. “Wow, just right” he said, wondering what was in the “too cold” bin. Taking a peek, it was filled with ball gags, dildos, and everything a BDSM participant could want. “Must be their rainy day chest” Tony whispered as he picked up the toy bin. “Yay, Uncle Tony found my toy bin!” Kayla yelled, no doubt alerting the people at the front door of their presence. “Princess, let’s go see who is at the door” Sarah cooed at the diapered girl to her right. They both made their way down the stairs as Tony followed behind. Once they got to the door, the women Kayla called mommy opened the door with a smile on her face. As soon as she saw who it was, she leaned in for a hug, blocking Kayla’s view. The baby girl got her tiptoes and craned her neck skyward to see who it was. “Look little girl” Sarah said, turning sideways to show her princess who had arrived “Jeff and his daddy are here!” “Hi Jeff and Jeff’s daddy” she waved a frantic wave to greet them into her and her mommy’s house. Kayla was just super excited to get her birthday started. The baby girl’s excitement went into overdrive when she saw the massive present in Jeff’s daddy’s arms. “Wook at da big pwesent mama” the 21 year old babbled through her pacifier. “I see. Jeff and his daddy spoiled you” she chuckled as she looked at Steven and told him “You can put that on the table in the living room. Thanks so much.” “Of course” the deep voiced Steven responded “she only turns two once...three times and counting after all” finishing with a chuckle. Turning his attention to the birthday girl, he cooed “Happy birthday baby girl. I know Jeffery has been dying to play games and have fun today. Do you two wanna go play now?” Kayla nodded so hard, it was a shock her head didn’t fall off. “Come on Jeffwey, Tony bwoght down my toys” she said, taking the 25 year old’s hand and leading him to her toy bin in the middle of the room. “Hold on Kayla. I wanna make sure my baby boy is comfy” Steven said, making quick work of undoing the button on Jeff’s jeans and pulling them down, revealing the bulky Pamper underneath. “Perfect! Now, how about the birthday boy and Spiderman go play with some toys” he joked, referring to the super hero print on the boy’s shirt. As soon as the two padded toddlers got to the toy box, the doorbell rang again. She greeted the women outside with the same enthusiasm that she did with Steven not a minute earlier. “Glad you could make it Jennifer” she took the present from the women’s arms. The little ones are playing with Kayla’s toys right over there” she told Jennifer. Once she stepped through the door, Jeff’s jaw hit the floor. The single little was drop dead gorgeous. Wearing her hair in a pigtail sticking out of the top of her head, Jennifer’s wardrobe was a pink t shirt under a pair of shortalls. The thick diaper bulge was obvious under the denim. She kicked off a pair of pink flip flops at the door and toddled her way over to the other babies. Sarah immediately noticed the interest Jeff took in Jennifer. “Wow Steven, looks like your baby boy has an eye for Jennifer” she nudged him. “That’s ok. My baby boy likes both boys and girls. I know that, when it comes down to it, I will always be his daddy. He is always looking for playdate partners though” Steven told the birthday girl’s mommy. “Is there a double meaning there?” she chuckled back. “People ask me that all the time for some reason” the man responded with a laugh of his own. “No, Jeff likes to experience his little side non sexually. His playdates are all about toys, bottles, and changes. Nothing more.” Throughout the next half hour, a couple more guests showed up,each with their caregiver. Two baby boys, Joey and Adam, along with two sweet princesses, Anne and Maria, joined in on the birthday fun. By the time the party was ready to officially began, it took all Sarah had to get the toddlers attention. A loud whistle from Steven got the little one’s attention. “Thanks” she told him, bringing her attention back to the little ones. “Hi everyone” she said in how most mommy like voice. After receiving a “hello” back from every baby in front of her, she continued her welcome. “Thanks for coming over for Kayla’s birthday! We are all gonna have so much fun. I have a ton of activities planned, but they are gonna be a secret. Not even your mommies and daddies know what they are. The first thing we are gonna do it coloring, but not on paper.” From behind her back, Sarah pulled out a all white diaper. “I have a dipey in each one of your sizes and we are going to be designing a dipey!” Sarah felt like the ring leader at a circus. The joy on every diaper clad member of the audience showed they were all super excited. They are gonna get to design their own diaper? What a great start to the party. “Now, why don’t you all go to the chair that your mommy or daddy is in front of. Jennifer, you have an extra special chair right next to the birthday girl” Sarah announced, not wanting the only single little here to feel left out. “Thanks so much Miss Sarah” Jennifer said, trying to sound upbeat as she waddled her way over to her chair. She was glad she got to sit by her best friend at least. Being around all these littles and their caregivers made Jennifer sad, but she wanted to keep a happy face on to make the birthday girl happy. Once all the little ones had taken their spot, Tony took his turn explaining what to do. “Alright babies. In front of you are permanent markers. Please don’t get them on your skin on clothes or your caregiver will not be very happy.” He knew it was a risk giving littles permanent markers, but it was the only way the design would stay on the padding. “You can draw anything appropriate you want. You can make a superhero scene, a pretty castle, or something in between! Go ahead and get started” Tony finished his speech, letting them get to coloring. Some of the littles went in predictable directions with the drawings. Jeffrey drew a scene where Spiderman was swinging through a neighborhood. Anne drew a scene in a school which fit considering her classic school girl attire. Some, however, decided to do something random and fun. Maria, rocking a rainbow onesie, did an American flag while Joey was just drawing random shapes in different colors. He was clad in nothing but his very thick Dry 24/7. His mommy had a very tough time getting him dressed to come to the party. When he started tearing his clothes off when he got here, she figured it was a safe space and let him waddle around with his diaper on display. The birthday girl had a special drawing planned out. While she was not good at drawing people, Kayla knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted it to be a surprise to everyone, so she used her off hand to shield her masterpiece from sight. Drawing stick people was easy, so Kayla finished in no time. “Look Jennifer” she held the padding up so her friend could see “it me and ou” she smiled around the shield of her binky. Jennifer had to hold a tear back when she saw the amazing display of friendship. The two stick figures were holding hands in a garden filled with flowers. She had to chuckle at the fact that both of them were wearing diapers. To be fair, everytime her and Kayla were together, they were heavily padded. “Thanks so much Kayla, I love you so much” she told the birthday girl, leaning over and giving Kayla a hug.

Chapter 7 “Daddy, look at the sandcastle! It’s huge!” Andrea practically yelled at her boyfriend as she beamed with pride. This was the biggest sandcastle she had ever made and, by the look on her face, she was looking for some kind of award. “Oh my goodness, that is massive. Maybe me and you can move in there” he joked with his baby girl. One of the things he loved most about her little side was how she got excited about literally anything. From finding a caterpillar in the backyard to not being a wiggle worm during a diaper change, everything was super fun and rewarding to the little girl in front of him. While the other couple was gushing about the size of the masterful castle the two little built, Amy wanted to take some time to be close to Justin. Even though he seemed to be having fun, she was sure that this was kind of overwhelming for him. Sharing the side of himself he had only shared with her with strangers must have been tough. “Come here baby boy, mommy wants some cuddles from her favorite baby boy” she cooed, sitting forward in her seat and putting her hands out towards her diaper clad boyfriend. Justin never needed a reason for mommy cuddles, so he got on his hands and knees as fast as he could. This was one of the very few times he wished he wasn’t diapered. The extra padding between his legs caused his bottom to bounce more, slowing him down. He wanted to be in mommy’s arms as fast as he could! After what felt like an eternity, the little boy was in mommy’s arms and snuggled up with her. Amy’s fingers ran over the soft skin of Justin’s thigh. Ever since they started this type of relationship, he had decided to shave his whole body. She was very happy that he did. Nothing put her into mommy mode more than running her fingers across his baby smooth skin. Her mommy brain went into overdrive when the tips of her fingers went from soft skin to the crinkly plastic cover of his diaper. “Does baby like it when mommy touches his dipeys?” was all she had to ask, since she already knew the answer. Before she let him answer, Amy took his pacifier from his baby bag and placed the nipple on his lips. He instinctively opened his mouth up and accepted the binky, nursing it immediately. “Me wuv when mommy touch my dipey” he told her through the pacifier in his mouth. What kind of a question was that? He loved it when mommy did anything. Except spankings, he hated those. He decided to let his brain run on auto pilot and placed his head down on his girlfriend’s chest. When he was in big boy mode, he thought Amy’s boobs were her sexiest feature. He couldn’t get enough of them. When in little mode, however, they were the most comfy pillow ever. Travis looked over at the couple he had just met and had to keep himself from letting out a heartfelt “aww”. He wanted that with his baby girl. “Sweetie, do you wanna come snuggle with daddy?” he asked, watching her crawl over before his sentence was even finished. Once she was on his lap, he laid her on his chest face down. As soon as he used his right hand to cup her diapered bottom, he could feel her breathing slow down. “Daddy loves you so much, my sweet baby girl” he whispered in her ear before giving her a kiss on the top of her head. For the next half hour, the two couples just sat together in silence. Both of the littles had fallen asleep on the caregivers. Amy looked over at Travis and mouthed “You two are adorable” and smiled as he mouthed “you two as well” back to her. Just as Amy was about to fall asleep, she felt something on her stomach. Justin was wetting his diaper. In the year that they have been living this dynamic, he had never wet while he was sleeping. She remembered waking up a couple nights to him, sitting up on his knees as he flooded his diaper. Moving her hand further down his diaper, her fingertips were met with soggy padding. It was not just a trickle, he had soaked his Pamper. As she felt the heat from the swollen diaper on her stomach, a huge smile took over her face. 365 days ago, Amy would never imagined this would be her life. On top of it, she loved it so much! Justin, over the last year, had opened up the most vulnerable parts of himself and she loved that so much. Her last boyfriend did not like to share anything at all. It took her 3 years to find out what his interests in bed were and they were a lot tamer than what was happening right now. Patting the droopy diaper taped on her 22 year old boyfriend, Amy wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. Travis looked over at Amy, his eyes moving down to the yellow padding between Justin’s legs. Checking his little girl, his hand was greeted by puffy padding as well. He whispered to the other caregiver “Do you think we should change them? They have been asleep for a while.” “How about we let them do some swimming? They will definitely need a change after that” she countered his idea. Amy wasn’t sure if Travis had brought a swim diaper, but if he hadn’t, that seems like a great idea. “Very smart” he told her in his normal tone as he ever so lightly shook his little girl awake. In the other chair, Amy was doing the same. Once both of the babies were awake, Travis told them the plan. Both of the littles bounced on their padded butts and clapped their hands at the thought of going swimming again. Without waiting for their caregivers to help them out of the chair, they jumped up and sprinted into the water. As soon as the pair’s feet hit the lake, Amy yelled out “Justin, don’t go past your armpits.” Travis seconded that was Andrea. “When they both get out of that lake, their diapers are gonna be falling off their hips” Travis told the mommy next to him. This was the first time Andrea had gone swimming without her swim diaper, but it didn’t matter. She was having fun. “My little man went swimming with his PeekABU on earlier today. Looks like he had cut some leg holes in a beach ball” Amy told Travis, laughing as she pictured him waddling. Looking in the diaper bag her little boy packed, she noticed there was only one diaper left. “Oh no, Justin didn’t pack enough diapers. Hopefully, once I change him after swimming, he won’t have another accident or he will be sitting in it for a while.” “If you need another diaper, you can borrow one of ours. I always pack way more than necessary. Just looking at those two, they look that they are the same size. As long as he is ok wearing a pink diaper with princesses on it” he offered. Seeing Justin in a pink diaper made Amy chuckle. “Thank you so much. I’m sure he would love it. If not, that will be too bad. I don’t trust his tushy out of diapers. Potty training is in the distant future” she informed Travis, sounding like a parent to an actual toddler. “Potty training? In our house, that is a bad word. Andrea absolutely adores her diapers. I love seeing her waddling booty around the house too. Diapers will be a part of our lives for a long, long time” Travis finished his sentence with a smile. The splashing little ones brought both the caregiver’s attention to the water. They both checked to see if the water was below their armpits. Confirming that they were, both Travis and Amy’s hearts warmed knowing they had a little friend to play with. The constant laughing and giggles was music to both of their ears. After around 45 minutes of Amy and Travis talking to each other about their lives filled with diaper changes, bottle feedings, and tons of cuddles, they noticed that their little ones were coming back onto the beach. “Hi little ones. From what Andrea’s daddy and I saw, you two had a very fun time” Amy cooed at the two babies. “Yeah mommy, we had tons of fun. Me and Andrea played tag, Marco Polo, and we raced each other. She is so much fun” Justin told his girlfriend as he smiled at the other diaper clad little on the beach. Andrea just reacted with a blush and a smile. As they both toddled back to their caregivers, both Travis and Amy both noticed the extremely swollen diapers around their little one’s waists. While it was the second time Amy had seen her little man in his waterlogged padding, Travis had never seen his baby girl in a diaper this wet. His eyes went wide and a smile made its way to his face. “Wow, I’m surprised there is any water left in the lake. It looks like your dipey soaked it all up” he cooed at the waddling girl. Andrea just looked up at her daddy and blushed, shoving her thumb in her mouth. She was normally pretty quiet and reserved in little space. Now that Amy and Justin were introduced into the mix, it would be near impossible to get a word out of her. The only thing on her mind was cuddling with Travis as she waddled an obvious diaper waddle towards him, nursing on her thumb the whole time. Justin, on the other hand, had already experienced this extreme diaper swelling before and made it to Amy far quicker. He flopped down on her lap, his sagging padding squishing underneath him. This was his happy place.”I love you mommy” were the words he got out right before Amy put the nipple of his binky in his mouth. “Mommy loves you too baby boy. More than anything else in the whole world!” Amy meant every word. Being able to see Justin at his most vulnerable was the most anyone had ever trusted her. Heck, in her last relationship, she wasn’t even allowed control of the remote. Now, with her baby boy in his swollen diaper sitting on her lap, she was soaked up every minute of it. “I have an idea for the rest of out afternoon” Travis announced to the group “how about we let these two little one play on the sand for a little bit longer? After that, I know a delicious ice cream place within walking distance we can go to for a yummy treat.” Travis had instantly taken a liking to the other couple sitting beside him. They were nice, polite, and adorable all wrapped into one cute package. He was hoping that this little ice cream date would turn into a long time friendship. “That sounds yummy, don’t you think so baby boy” Amy asked, smiling as she received a nod from Justin. “We would love that, good idea” she told the man cuddling his diaper clad little one. After that interaction, however, things went back to being quiet. Both the couples were content to just cuddle again. Another hour passed with barely any noises, except for the slight crinkle of the little one’s diapers as they wiggled on their caregiver’s laps. “I have an idea” Travis blurted out, seemingly out of nowhere. “Since I bet both these little ones would love to be in fresh diapers, how about we do a diaper derby?” he asked Amy as if it was something that was common knowledge. “A diaper derby? What’s that?” she asked, the term sounding funny. Was it something to do with running? If it was, both of these babies were going to have a very hard time. “It is basically a diaper changing race. There is no prize, except for the winner makes his baby comfy faster. Are you and Justin in?” the man asked, already having positioned Andrea on her towel on the sand. “Heck yeah we are” Justin said around his paci as he laid the same way Andrea was. “We can do this mommy!” he told Amy with the same enthusiasm that a football player told his team right before the Super Bowl. After both Amy and Travis had their supplies ready, they positioned themselves between their little one’s legs. “I’m gonna kick your butt” she told Travis “and clean yours” turning her head to Justin and smiling at him. Travis chuckled and responded “I like the trash talk! Alright, on the count of three, we’ll start. One. Two. Three!

Below is an except from my latest Amazon/Kindle book Her 2nd Birthday...again (part one: the calm before the storm). This is going to be a three part story, with part two being worked on as we speak. If you are interested in purchasing this book or reading it on Kindle, here is the link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07LDBHRHF If you are interested in checking out my author page on Amazon, follow this link: amazon.com/author/thatdaddyfellow _______________________________________________________________________________ The 7 AM sun started to peek through the curtains in Kayla’s room. Once it got past the window, it shined brightly against the white bars of her adult sized crib. From there, it would have hit her eyelids and forced her awake, but she was already wide awake. Today was Kayla’s second birthday and she had no intention of missing anything. Well, technically it was her 21st birthday, but not today. Her and her mommy were planning on celebrating her adult birthday next weekend so they could spend today having an amazing birthday party for her and all of her little friends. “Happy birthday to me!” Kayla belted it, not caring what time it was. She wasn’t able to tell anyway, with a lack of clock in her nursery, she just saw sunlight and that meant it was time to wake up. “Happy birthday to me” she repeated, hopping up and down on the crib mattress. “Happy birthday dear Kayla” sang Kayla, warm in her pink footed sleeper mommy decided to put her in last night. “Happy birthday to me!” she ended to song, screaming the last verse. Once she was done, she grabbed the pacifier that was bouncing from the sleeper’s collar and popped it in her mouth. It was her favorite binky because it had a cartoon monkey on the shield. She loved it since mommy liked to call her mommy’s little monkey. Sarah was sleeping peacefully before she heard the concert going on in the nursery through the baby monitor. She was startled away, thinking something was wrong. Once she heard the birthday song blaring through the monitor, she calmed down and even let a laugh escape. She knew today was going to be a fun day. Once she looked at her clock and saw the early hour, she also figured it would be a long day. Figuring her little girl could handle another minute alone, the 25 year old threw a robe on and headed to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. If she was going to be up this early, coffee was going to be a necessity. Once she got to the kitchen, she was glad that she set an alarm on the coffee maker as the smell was heavenly. Sarah poured herself a cup and just savored the first sip. This was probably going to be the least chaotic part of her day, but she was ok with that. She wanted Kayla to have the best birthday a girl could ask for. After she took another sip, she figured it was time to go greet her baby girl, heading to the fridge first to grab a bottle filled with chocolate milk: Kayla’s favorite. The excited birthday girl continued to hop up and down in her crib. “Mommy, where are you?” she asked, knowing mommy could hear her through the monitor sitting on her changing table. Her question was answered almost immediately as the door began to open. Once she saw Sarah’s beautiful face, her smile grew ten times the size it was. Kayla stuck her arms out like she was trying to hug her across the room. “Mommy!” was all she could get out. “Good morning, my beautiful birthday girl” Sarah cooed back, using her most syrupy voice. Her little one loved baby talk, so she was going to be using it all day. Setting the full bottle on the changing table next to the baby monitor, she made her way to the crib.”Look at you baby girl, mommy’s little two year old” Sarah continued to use her “mommy voice” as she tickled Kayla’s tummy. The baby talk being sent in Kayla’s direction was doing a great job of breaking down whatever adult barriers were in place. She planned on letting go of any adult thoughts early on so she could spend her birthday in total little space. “I wuv ou mommy” she said, mixed with a giggle, as she hugged Sarah over the crib bars. “Mommy loves you to sweetheart. Now, before we go get some nummies, mommy needs to check your Pamper.” Grabbing the zipper at the neck of the sleeper, she unzipped it down her little one’s chest and the inside of her left leg, exposing Kayla’s thick nighttime diaper. Ever since she could remember, Kayla had been a bedwetter. As a kid, it was the most embarrassing thing ever. Sleepovers were completely off the table. As she made her way into her teen years, the issue did not go away and she figured this was something she was just going to have to live with. After researching what she could do to stop the bedwetting, she came across an ABDL forum and the rest was history. While Kayla did hate that she was a bedwetter, waking up in a wet diaper was a great way to get into little space. That was the case today. “A certain little monkey soaked her dipey last night” Sarah responded as she squeezed the swollen padding between her little one’s legs. “Such a good girl. Mommy is so happy that her little girl made lots of pee pees last night” she said, trying to reassure Kayla. While she knew the ABDL girl had mostly accepted this side of herself, a little positive reinforcement never hurt. “Big pee pees mama” the girl trapped in the crib giggled around the shield of her pacifier. “Very big pee pees” Sarah reassured her little with another pat to her bulky padding. “Now, how about we get your pee butt changed and into a clean Pamper?” While it was phrased like a question, Kayla had no choice. “Sit back so I can put down the side of your crib.” The diaper clad girl immediately flopped back on her butt, feeling her diaper squish underneath her. She didn’t mind being in a wet diaper for while. The squishy padding actually felt pretty good. A messy diaper, however, was a different story. As her mind wandered, she didn’t even notice that mommy had dropped the crib side and was inviting her little one to make her way to the adult sized changing table. “Sweetheart? Paging Kayla…” Sarah tried to get her baby girl’s attention. When that didn’t seem to be working, the women in the pink robe planted a kiss on Kayla’s cheek. When she felt the soft lips of mommy on her cheek, Kayla snapped out of her daydream and gave her girlfriend a kiss right back. “There you are baby, I thought I had lost you” she joked. “I’m gonna take off your sleeper so it doesn’t get in the way during your dipey change” as Sarah was telling her little one the plan, she had already gotten the pink garment off of her slim frame. With Kayla’s small 5”1’ frame, she often looked younger than she really was. Right now, with the pacifier her mommy unhooked from the sleeper in her mouth and the swollen diaper drooping between her legs, that was more true than ever before. “You are just the prettiest baby girl a mommy could possibly ask for” Sarah told the little girl in front of her. She could not mean that statement more if she tried. They have been best friends ever since elementary school. They went to the same high school, they roomed together in college. They even were roommates in the first apartment after college. Sarah still remembered the day Kayla revealed this side of herself: Kayla was shaking like a leaf all day. Once she was finally able to sit down and have a conversation with her best friend, it was like he words wouldn’t come out of her mouth. After plenty of phrases like “your gonna think I’m weird” and “You know, it’s not even a big deal”, Sarah was finally able to coax it out of her. “Well…” was all the Kayla could muster at first. After a couple of deep breathes, she was able to let a little bit more out. “Sarah...I like to...in my spare time...act younger than I am” was the only way she could phrase it. “That’s what you were worried about? That is no big deal at all. Everyone acts younger than they are” Sarah joked, not sure why that was so hard for her friend. “No…” Kayla stumbled, knowing she didn’t phrase it right “I mean...much younger...like a…” She took a deep breath and exhaled. She felt like she was Bruce Wayne about to tell the world she was Batman. “A baby” the words left Kayla’s mouth and she felt like she was going to have a heart attack. All she could do was wait for Sarah’s response. “Oh ok” she responded, confused but not wanting to show it and hurt Kayla’s feeling. “What do you mean exactly?” Oh god, she wanted specifics? “Well, I like to do things that a baby would do. Play with baby toys...drink from a bottle...use a pacifier. You know, stuff like that” she told her, surely, confused friend. She made sure to leave out the biggest piece unless absolutely necessary. Imagining Kayla drinking from a bottle produced a smile on Sarah’s face. “Oh, I understand. So, instead of hanging out with old friends or watching some TV shows from your childhood, you just substitute that with a bottle and a pacifier?” Sarah was starting to understand. “Exactly. Before we get any further, I want to make one thing perfectly clear: this has nothing to do with actual children. I want to BE a child, not be with a child. Most people immediately think of us as pedophiles and that couldn’t be further from the truth.” Kayla needed that to be known. OK, that was going to be my next question. I’m really relieved to hear that. So, you said you like to act like a baby. Does that also involve wearing diapers?” Sarah asked bluntly. The word “diaper” hit Kayla’s ears like a sonic boom. Her already blushing face grew another shade of red as she slowly nodded. “Um...yeah…” was all she could muster. “Do you...use...them?” her friend asked, wanting to get as much information as possible. “Only number one” Kayla responded. She couldn’t believe she was spilling her guts on the subject she kept most private. After the diaper conversation started, it felt like things went smoothly through the rest of the talk. Sarah actually become interested in this lifestyle and wanted to learn as much as she could from her best friend. They talked for the rest of the day about bottles, diapers, and caregivers. The conversation had taken their friendship to another level. “Let’s get that droopy tushy of yours up on the changing table” Sarah cooed, knocking Kayla back to reality, as she tapped the plastic covering on the pad of the changing table. Her heart could have melted as she saw her little girl waddling towards her, a massive smile visible behind the shield of her pacifier.

Chapter 6 Before they made their way down the beach, Amy needed to figure out what to do with all the beach stuff. She figured she was going to carry the Pooh Bear covered bag considering it had his diapers in case he needed a change. Plus, her baby boy’s clothes were in there in case some other people are on the beach who Amy or Justin didn’t want to get an eyeful of his plastic backed underwear. The women Justin called mommy eventually put their beach toys and towels in a nearby bush, doing her best to make them as invisible as possible. “Alright buddy, let’s go for a walk” Amy told her boyfriend, satisfied their things were hidden. “Yay, let’s go mommy” he pulled Amy’s hand forward as he skipped. Every time his feet sunk into the sand, he felt like he was in his happy place. “How about we start out walking baby? Mommy can’t keep up with your skipping. We can skip later, ok?” she compromised with him. Amy just wanted to have a nice walk for a little while. When Justin planted his feet on the sand, she smiled and thanked him. As they both walked down the long beach, Amy reflected on things. If she would have told herself five years ago she would be here, the past her would have said she was crazy. Five years ago, the women just called mommy was still in high school. College was in her short term plans and possibly a family. She would send notes to her crush. Little did Amy know that she would be walking down the beach with that same crush five years later. As a high schooler, this was basically her dream. Minus the diapers, of course. Today, however, she couldn’t think of a happier situation than the one the couple was currently in. “Look at all the birdies mommy” Justin exclaimed, pointing with his free hand to the flock of birds. While Amy was looking back at her past, Justin was squarely in the present. One of the many benefits of little space. As she snapped out her thoughts, the 23 year old looked up in the sky and confirmed her little boy’s excitement. “Yeah baby, that’s a lot of birds. They are so pretty” Amy cooed, smiling at the smile on her little man’s face. The two continued to saunter down the sand covered beach. It seemed like all the wildlife came out to see them. In a span of five minutes, the couple had seem crabs, a couple fish, and a turtle in addition to the aforementioned birds. This walk turned out to be an amazing idea. At the end of the beach, they saw there was a bend and it extended much farther than they thought. As they rounded the corner, Amy noticed a couple people about 50 feet away. The last thing she wanted to do was expose vanilla people to their dynamic, so she stopped her baby in his tracks. “There are some people down their buddy. How about we put your swim trunks on?” she asked, taking the bag off her back and reaching for the zipper. “Good idea” he told Amy as he looked down at the people ahead of them. It looked like a couple to him. The man sitting on their towel and the women, oddly enough, playing in the sand. He didn’t judge at all, obviously. Justin was doing the same thing just a little earlier. “Mommy, it looks like one of them is playing in the sand like I did” he reiterated his thoughts. As Amy looked down the beach, she noticed the same thing. As she saw it, something clicked in her brain. It was the man and women from before. It was Travis and Andrea. “Sweetheart, do you trust mommy?” she asked, thinking up a plan. “Of course mommy, I trust you” Justin told his girlfriend, knowing that Amy would not put him in a spot where he would be embarrassed or worse. As she heard the words come out of her sweet boy’s mouth, she took the board shorts and placed them back in the bag. “I want you to walk with me just the way you are past those people. Can you do that for me?” Amy asked, knowing it would be a tough pill for him to swallow. “You want me to walk by them like this?” he asked, not sure he heard the request correctly. As he looked down at his diaper clad frame, he was confused. Did mommy think he was wearing some clothes he couldn’t see? “Yes sweetheart. I know you are wearing nothing but your dipey, but mommy wants you to do this. Can you do this for mommy?” she asked, using her eyes to plead with the padded man in front of her. Justin had to think about this for a second. No one had ever seen him in just his infantile underwear other than the women pleading for him to show two others. Why? Did she know something he didn’t? After his internal debate, Justin landed on a decision and told her “ok Mommy, I trust you. I will do it” as he went in and hugged the accepting women in front of him. Amy smiled and hugged her baby boy tight. “Thank you so much for trusting me baby” was whispered in his ear. She added a couple pats on his diapered tushy just for good measure. The women Justin called Mommy even made a mental note to buy this little man a treat on their way home for being so brave. Once the hug finished up, Justin took Amy’s hand and nodded at her. They both started walking down the beach towards the couple. With his mind hyper aware of the padding between his legs, he felt like everything was 10 times more exaggerated. The normally slight crinkle that accompanied every step now sounded like he was carrying 20 plastic bags. Even his waddle felt worse. Justin could have sworn that he looked like a toddler trying to take his first steps. Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea after all. Amy could see that her little boy’s breathing was speeding up. He was getting more nervous. “It will be ok baby boy, just trust mommy” was all she said, releasing her grip on his hand for a second to give his padded crotch a couple pats. As she took his hand back, they were about 10 feet away. Once Amy saw Travis turn his head towards them, she knew there was no turning back. “Hi there” she greeted the man and women sitting on the beach. “Well hello” Travis responded “long time, no see” he finished with a chuckle. Seeing Justin, shaking like a leaf, he stood up and offered him a hand. “Hi buddy, my name is Travis.” Justin reached out and took his hand, shaking it while trying to avoid eye contact. Shaking hands with a stranger while wearing nothing but a thick diaper ranks in the top five of weirdest things he had ever done. “I’m Justin” he mumbled, not wanting to be rude. “Hi Justin, it’s nice to officially meet you. This is Andrea” he motioned towards the girl playing in the sand. She was too focused on her project to look up and greet him. When he heard the word officially, something felt off in his brain. Had he met them before somewhere? He looked back at Amy and asked “Mommy, what does he mean?” Once Amy heard Travis greet him that was, she knew she was going to have questions to answer. “Can you come over her for a second baby” she waved her hands over towards her. Once they were about 10 feet away from the other couple, Amy confessed “Listen Justin, I have something to confess. When you fell asleep during the diaper change earlier, they walked by and saw you.” “They what?!?” Justin nearly yelled. He couldn’t believe that Amy would let that happen. On top of that, she didn’t even tell him. “Yup, they saw you. By the time I know they were close, there was nothing I could do to cover you up. Don’t worry, they didn’t see any of your special parts. You were already taped up by that point. I didn’t want to tell you because I figured you would have been super embarrassed. I’m sorry for lying to you Justin” Amy told him the whole story, her eyes misting up. She hated that she had to lie to him, but she felt it was for the best. “I...I don’t know what to think” Justin answered honestly. While he was thankful that Amy thought about his feelings, she still lied to him. It was, at that moment, that his mind went back to his dream. He had lied to her about that contents of his dream. Who was he to judge her for lying if he couldn’t even tell the truth himself? His tone and demeanor switched instantly and he embraced the women he loved in a hug. “I forgive you mommy” he whispered in her ear. “Thank you so much baby boy. Mommy will never lie to you again” she said, doing her best to hold back tears. She felt so bad for lying to him. When he accepted her apology, it cut right to her heart. She loved him. So much. After another minute of loving hug, they released and made their way back to the other couple. Once they got in front of Travis, Amy gave her little boy’s hand a hard squeeze. When he looked over at her, she mouthed the three words they had exchanged so many times in their relationship: I love you. “Justin, do you want to play with Andrea? She looks like she could use some help with that castle?” Travis asked, subtly trying to create a friendship between the two littles. He looked at the girl for a second, than responded “Not right now, maybe in a little bit” as he plopped down in the sand next to Amy, who had already sat down next to Travis. “Suit yourself” Andrea’s daddy said. “Me and your mommy are just gonna talk about adult stuff. You are more than welcome to join us.” The topics of conversation started with the weather, the continued with taxes and politics. While those were things that Amy and Travis rarely, if ever, talked about in their normal lives, they picked those topics to get Justin bored and more interested in playing with Andrea. It was working. Listening to the mind numbingly boring topics the two next to him were talking about, his eyes drifted to the women playing in the sand. It was than that Justin noticed the pink padding wrapped around her waist. Andrea was wearing a diaper! Not just any diaper, either. A diaper that was definitely meant for the ABDL community. That means...Travis was her daddy? Of course, they are another ageplay couple! No wonder Travis didn’t care about seeing his PeekABU. Once he figured that out, the diapered boy hopped into the sand and sat next to the diapered girl. Justin grabbed a shovel and began building a moat. “Perfect” was all Amy needed to say to get a smile on Travis’ face. Both her little boy and his little girl, she could tell, were on the fast track to becoming friends. “So, how did you two meet?” Amy asked, not sure what to ask another caregiver in an ageplay relationship. “Nothing too exciting, we just met online. We both liked each others pictures, so we started talking. After a couple months, I asked her if she wanted to try our hand at a relationship. She said yes and the rest is history…” Travis answered, making it sound so nonchalant. Just as Amy was about to describe how her and Justin met, her little boy looked back at both of them and exclaimed “Look mommy, our sandcastle is so big” with a massive grin on his face. “That is massive! Good job baby boy. You and Andrea make a great team” Amy responded, returning his grin. Seeing those two padded littles playing together made her heart hurt. Looking at Travis, she asked “they are absolutely adorable, aren’t they?” Travis nodded and responded with the simple words “picture perfect”.

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Thinking it through for a minute, she found a hole in her own plan. “Unfortunately, I don’t have to pee. Daddy changed me in the car, so I’m fresh out” she said, poking her bladder to see if she had any urine left. Nothing. “Same here, my daddy changed me literally five minutes before you showed up” Jennifer told her friend, having the same amount of disappointment in her voice. They needed to figure out a plan B and quickly. They figured, since they didn’t have any ideas, they would go back to playing. Since both the girls had finished coloring their picture, it was time for some make dress up. Jennifer had more outfits than she knew what to do with, so it took them both a little while to find their clothing of choice. After looking though everything twice, Amanda finally laid eyes on the perfect outfit. She hopped out of what Jennifer called “the make believe corner”, clad in the green dress of one of her favorite Disney characters: Tinker Bell. She completed the look with some green flats and a yellow wig with the hair up in her signature hairdo. As Jennifer looked through the plethora of clothing options, she glanced back for a second and saw her friend. A huge smile grew on her face as she told the girl in green “oh my goodness, you look so adorable! Amanda, look at your diaper!” Her head lowered to see that he dress was pretty short and half of her bulky padding was showing. Diapers and Disney. Amanda had just combined her two favorite things into one adorable package. While Amanda had decided on a normal outfit, Jennifer went the other direction. On her head, she had a brown cowgirl hat and a pair of pink sunglasses. Covering her torso was the top half of her unicorn costume, a soft, white fur covering her. To finish things off with a nag, she went back to the cowgirl outfit and was wearing a pair of chaps, her diaper completely exposed. With her favorite pink tennis shoes on, Jennifer looked like she had gotten dressed in the dark. “So, what do you think?” she asked Amanda, walking like a model through the middle of her room. “It’s super colorful” she told her rainbow friend, the nicest thing she could think to say. She was never the kind of person to throw an outfit together with a bunch of random things. Amanda needed a plan whenever she was getting ready, even in little space. “I have an idea, since we are all pretty right now, why don’t we have a fashion show for our daddies!” she said, twirling at the end of her imaginary runway. “I’m not sure about that. When football is on, it is super hard to get my daddy to focus on anything else” Amanda told Jennifer. Her daddy did so much for her that she liked to leave him alone during football time. Unless, of course, they were looking for some cuddle time. He could both cuddle her and watch the game. The best of both worlds. “Oh, so your telling me our daddies are not going to be distracted by this?” Jennifer asked, pulling the bottom of Amanda’s dress up to expose her infantile underwear. “When he sees you in this, your daddy’s jaw will drop to the floor.” “Maybe you’re right” she smiled, looking down at the thick diaper Andy put her in. If there was one thing that would take his eyes off the TV, it would be her padded tushy. “Alright, let’s do it” Amanda said, finally caving to Jennifer’s idea. “There ya go! Let’s head down their now” Jennifer took her friend’s hand as they both waddled towards the stairs. This was going to be awesome! It was a commercial break when Steve and Andy heard what sounded like a herd of cattle hurrying down the stairs. “I wonder who that could be” Andy said, the sarcasm dripping from his lips. “Well, we have two options. It’s either Jennifer and Amanda or else they rolled a couple bowling balls down the stairs. For the sake of my wallet, I hope it’s the former” Steve joked, seeing Andy chuckle. The two daddies turned around just in time to see the dressed up little girls’ feet “Daddy” Jennifer announced “I know you are looking at the stairs. Can you and Amanda’s daddy close your eyes? We have a surprise for you.” “Uh oh” was all the Andy needed to say as they both put their hands over their eyes. In what felt like a second, they heard the two diaper girls make their way from the bottom of the stairs to right in front of them. As both Jennifer and Amanda did their very best pose, the both said in unison “ok, open your eyes” as they put huge smiles on their faces. To up her cuteness factor, the girl in green stuck her thumb in her mouth. As Andy and Steve opened their eyes, both of their hearts melted. Their baby girls look so sweet, they worried they might get diabetes. “You two look absolutely adorable” Andy spoke for both of them, figuring he felt the same way. “We know that daddy, we are always cute” Jennifer told Steve in a matter of fact type of tone. She had her daddy wrapped around her finger. He might tell everyone differently, but it was true. One line of baby talk and a wiggle of her padded bum and she could get whatever she wanted. Not being able to hold it in for another second, Andy blurted out “Come to daddy sweet girl” as he stuck his arms out towards his little fairy. The crinkle she made as she toddled towards him was music to his ears. The fact that their apartment, more than not, was filled with the symphony of crinkles was reason #15 of 162,833,644 why Andy loved his girlfriend more than anything. “Daddy” Jennifer said “I will come cuddle with you in a minute. First, I need to do a fashion show” as she finished the statement, she struck a pose. She held it for a second and than walked down, yet another, imaginary runway. In her mind, she was flawless. At the other side of the room, the diaper clad girl struck another pose. Once she was done, Jennifer turned to her daddy and asked “Did you like it” with a big smile on her face. “More than anything baby girl. One thing was missing though” he said standing up. Steve closed the distance between them and than picked up his girlfriend, placing her on his hip. “Now it’s perfect. A daddy and baby girl fashion show has never been done before. Let’s be the first. Strike another pose baby” the man she called daddy told her as he spread his legs and smiled at an imaginary camera. As they strut their way to the other side of the living room, Andy chimed in as the announcer. “Today, modeling the newest in dress up ware, is our top models Steve and Jennifer”he used his fanciest voice as they hit the end of the runway. “Steve is sporting our latest in lounge wear. Jennifer, however, is rocking the newest from our exclusive Puffybutt collection. Don’t they look amazing folks?” he asked, hearing his baby girl clapping. While that did look like lots of fun to Amanda, she didn’t want to be anywhere else right now. She was laying across her daddy’s lap, his hand rhythmically patting her diapered bottom. This is what heaven must be like. “That was a lot more tiring than I thought” Steve said, exaggerating his breathing. Carrying his adult girlfriend was a little tiring, even though she was pretty light. “How about I go get two babies a couple bottles? Andy, do you want another beer?” Steve asked, picking up his friend’s empty beer bottle. “I could go for another, thanks” he told Steve, flashing him a smile. He was glad Jennifer’s daddy suggested the bottle idea. With all the playing they had been doing, Andy wanted to make sure his baby was properly hydrated. “What flavor bottle would you like Amanda?” Steve asked, looking at the girl who was still nursing her thumb. After a couple seconds of not answering, he started to ask the question again. Before he was done, however, Andy answered for her. “I think she will take whatever you make. Thanks for asking” he told Steve. When the man with the baby girl on his hip mouthed “is she ok?” to him, he simply nodded back. Once Steve was in the kitchen, Amanda’s daddy went back to patting his little fairy’s padded tushy. He figured she didn’t answer because she was just so deep in little space. He didn’t mind at all. As a seasoned daddy who was used to preparing bottles, Steve had two chocolate milk filled bottles made up in no time. He then grabbed two beers from the fridge. With the beers in hand and the bottles on the table, a quizzical look appeared on his face. How was he going to carry all four bottles? Chuckling, he handed the beers to Jennifer and asked her to hold them. Once she took them from his hand, Steve grabbed the two oversized baby bottles and made his way back to the living room. Andy nearly burst out laughing when the padded girl on her daddy’s hip handed him a beer. “Thank you very much. You are the cutest waitress I have ever seen” he cooed, tickling her leg. He twisted the top off and took a sip, savoring the taste of the alcohol. He normally didn’t drink too much, but gameday with Steve was one of the few times Andy had a couple beers. “I’ll trade you” Steve told Jennifer as his baby girl handed him the beer. He handed her the bottle in his right hand, smiling as she immediately put the nipple in his mouth and began to nurse. Steve than handed the other bottle to Andy, who placed the nipple to Amanda’s lips. She quickly took the nipple and nursed as fast as Jennifer was. Andy whispered to his friend “I feel bad for couples who don’t get to experience this” as he looked down at the nursing girl in Steve’s lap. They looked like twins. They acted like twins. It wouldn’t surprised Steve or Andy if they were sisters in a past life. They were just so glad that they both met each other. Steve turned the volume on the TV to just above mute. He didn’t the announcers taking away from this precious moment. “Daddy loves you so much baby girl. More than you will ever know” he whispered to Jennifer. It was the quiet moments like this he cherished. The bottle feedings. When he would walk into Jennifer’s room and just watch her sleep in her crib when he couldn’t sleep. The diaper changes when she was so deep in little space all she could do was giggle and coo. Those moments were more precious than any other. Andy was doing the same thing Steve was. One thing he knew about his baby girl was that she was more of a DL than Jennifer was. Amanda’s diapers were very important to her and necessary to her little experience. She would even wear them when she wasn’t in little space. Doing chores around the house or even just relaxing on the couch always required a diaper. “Daddy loves you sweetheart. You are daddy’s little diaper girl. Daddy is so lucky to have you and your diapered side in his life. Nothing will ever change that. With the serenade of daddy whispers in both Amanda and Jennifer’s ears, their descent into deep little space was easy. Colors became brighter and noises became softer. The nipple in their mouths was the greatest feeling. As they both look up and saw their daddy’s smiling faces, they drifted off to sleep. The only noises that filled the room were the light crinkle of diapered bottoms as Andy and Steve patted them. They wouldn’t want to spend a Sunday any other way.

Chapter 5 “I...I...like wearing...diapers” Justin said, his voice wavering. Ever since he had starting wearing diapers again, just saying the word sent anxiety through his body. What if, through the way he said it, someone figured out he liked them? He knew how crazy it sounded, but it was something that stuck in the back of his mind. “What do you mean? You actually like wearing diapers?” Mark responded to his son’s confession. “Yeah” he responded, figuring he was going to have to explain himself at some point. “When I put one on, it makes me feel safe and care free. They relax me. Some people come home and open a bottle of wine. Some take a bubble bath. It just so happens that my bottle of wine is putting on a diaper.” Justin felt like he had explained it as best he could to a vanilla person. He tried to study his dad’s face to see his reaction. Nothing. Mark was pretty good at holding his emotions in. He was just like his father in that regard. Once he had all of his thoughts gathered, he took a deep breath and looked Justin in the eyes. “Well son…” Amy’s heart was beating a million miles an hour as she stared at the couple next to her. As she sat between the legs of her little boy, his thick diaper clearly visible, she could only imagine what kinds of things this man was going to tell her. Her brain shot to things like “What the fuck is wrong with you?” and “Is there cartoons on that diaper? You two are freaks.” She mentally prepared herself for what was about to come out of his mouth. “I just wanted to let you know that PeekABUs are a great choice. They look great on your little guy” the man said. He said it as if he was just asking Amy what time it was or what the date was. While he could feel the hostility in her tone, he completely understood. If someone had walked up to him in such a vulnerable position, he would be flustered too. “Um...what?” Amy had no idea how to respond. That was the last thing she expected to hear come from the man’s lips. How the hell did he know what PeekABUs are? Unless… “I know exactly where you are coming from. I am an ABDL too” Mark said, looking his son in his eyes as a smile grew on his face. While knowing you have the same kink as your son was not normally something that was a cause for excitement, Mark was just glad to have anything in common with his son. “Wha...are you serious?” Justin asked, not sure how to respond. He was so happy that his dad didn’t say something judgmental, but instead understood where he was coming from. “Yup, I knew you would be surprised. I was the first time I saw you with your mommy too. From everything I have seen, Amy is a great women. If you want to marry her, you have my blessing” Mark wiped a tear from his eye as he wrapped his son in a hug. Justin didn’t even try to hold back the tears streaming from his eyes. Not only was he seeing his deceased father and playing basketball with him, he gave his blessing to marry the women he loved. Plus, Justin knew that when he woke up, he would be greeted by her smiling face as well as a clean diaper. Once he let his dad go from the hug, Justin asked “wait, you just said mommy earlier. How did you know that?” “Yes, I am an ABDL too. My name is Travis and this is my girlfriend Andrea” he said, extending his hand to Amy. This was the last thing Travis was planning to see on his walk along the beach with his baby girl. “I’m Amy and this little man is Justin” she took his hand. What were the odds of seeing another ABDL in regular life, let along during her and Justin’s regression time. She felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement as she stood up to meet the man’s gaze. Amy just let Justin sleep, figuring he needed it. “It’s nice to meet you Amy” he told her in a very sweet tone. From other ABDLs, as well as vanilla people, he had been told he had a very soothing voice. Being a daddy, it was a perfect way to comfort and soothe Andrea. “But yeah, we love PeekABUs. They are some of our favorites” he told Amy as if it was no big deal they were talking about Adult Baby diapers. “My little man absolute loves them. Especially when he wets them and they swell. He looks like he has a beach ball attached to his butt” Amy joked. She wasn’t sure how she was so comfortable around a couple she had literally just met. She just told them about Justin wetting his diaper for god sakes! “That they do. Speaking of wetting” Travis reached over to Andrea and pulled her skirt up, revealing the peeking eyes of the diaper brand they were just talking about. He casually stuck two fingers in the leg cuff, following up with a crotch squeeze. “A little wet, but you should be fine” he told her, following it with a kiss on the cheek. Amy’s face was bright red. They were so open about everything. If Justin knew what was going on right about him, he would freak out. She had no idea how to follow up that diaper check, so she just looked around for a second to figure something out. “Well, I better get back to my little man. If he sleeps much longer, he won’t sleep tonight” she said, a giggle at the end. “I totally understand. Listen, if you and Justin ever want to have a playdate, don’t hesitate to contact us” Travis said as he pulled out his wallet and handed her a business card. “It was nice meeting you Amy” he said, walking down the beach, holding his little girl’s hand. “You too” Amy said, looking at the business card he handed her. While it didn’t have his phone number on it, it did have all of his social media pages: Fetlife, Instagram, and Twitter. While they did seem nice enough, she would have to do a good amount of research before she even considered a playdate. Putting the card in the diaper bag, she sat back down between the diaper clad boy’s legs and began to rub her hand gently on his thigh. “Time to wake up baby” she said in a soothing tone. “Yeah, I try to check up on your every once and awhile. I am, obviously, not trying to watch you when you and Amy are having mommy and baby boy time. Sometimes, however, the time I check in and that time mix together. I don’t sit and watch, but I can tell how your dynamic works. God, I hope that didn’t sound too creepy” Mark didn’t want his son to think he was watching him all the time. “Honestly, the way you described it sounded a little creepy” Justin chuckled. He knew his dad was not some kind of pervert. He just wanted to check in on his son and see how he was doing. Sometimes, unfortunately, it was bad timing. He didn’t blame his father for that. Seemingly out of nowhere, Mark said “looks like it’s time for you to leave. I love you Justin.” At that moment, everything in Justin’s view started to get all fuzzy. He figured he was starting to wake up. Knowing there was nothing he could do to stop it, he smiled at his dad and told him “I love you and miss you dad” as Mark faded out of view. “Here’s my sleepy baby boy. Did you have a good nap” Amy cooed, continuing to rub his leg as Justin’s eyes fluttered open. Watching her boyfriend wake up was always adorable, whether he was diaper clad or wearing a pair of boxers. Once Justin got a grip of his surroundings, he smiled up at his mommy around the pacifier in his mouth. “I saw my real dad in my dreams” he told Amy, pulling the binky from his mouth. “We played basketball and got to talk to each other. It was amazing!” Amy knew how badly Justin missed his father, so being able to see him must have been amazing! “Oh my goodness, that’s amazing. What did you guys talk about?” she asked, wanting to know every detail. Justin wanted to leave out the fact that his dad was also into ABDL and just told her about how they talked about her and just life in general. “Wow, that sounds like an awesome dream. I’m so glad you were able to see him and chat with him. I bet he was so happy to spend some quality time with you” Amy said, planting a kiss on her little one’s lips to punctuate her excited statement. “When I was sleeping, what did you do mommy?” Justin asked, interested in how his girlfriend spent his napping time. “Just doing some sunbathing” she to him, feeding him a tiny lie. Amy figured that, if she told him someone walked up and saw him in his diapered state, he would freak out. Even if it was an ABDL couple. “Enough about me, how about a snack before you go and play some more?” Amy wanted to switch the topic. Seeing the look in his eyes when she pulled out a pack of fruit snacks from his diaper bag, she had done exactly that. “Fruit snacks! My favorite! Thanks mommy” he said as he took the package from her hand and tore it open. Once he poured them all into his hand, he separated the snack based on flavor. While he did sometimes eat them together, they tasted better when eaten separately. Amy had to hold back a giggle as she saw her little man sorting out the fruit snacks. His face had the intensity of someone who worked for the bomb squad. God help us all if a green apple snack sat in the strawberry pile. This was life and death stuff. Once Justin had all the snacks separated, the hardest decision of his life came: what pile to eat first? Does he eat his favorite, green apple, first or does he save it for the end? How about strawberry? Grape was always good too. The choice was too much! In his head, he ran through the pros and cons of every decision as if it was a math equation. Finally settling on grape first, he was glad he did. His taste buds danced with the amazing flavor. Amy watched as her baby went for the strawberry second and then finished with green apple. Everything he did in little space was adorable to her. He was so serious in his adult life, so watching him fret about what part of his snack to eat first made her heart want to burst. “Good boy, finishing all your snack for mommy!” she said with the enthusiasm of a mother talking to her toddler. “What are you gonna do now sweetheart?” she asked, genuinely curious about what his answer was going to be. Justin thought about it for a second. He didn’t really want to go swimming right now. He had already made the best sandcastle ever, so that was off the table. He really just wanted to spend more time with his mommy. “Can we just go for a walk mommy? I wanna be near you” he told Amy. Amy could have melted at the moment. It took all she had for her heart not to turn to mush. “Of course baby boy, mommy would love to go on a walk with her special little man” she gave him a couple pats on his padded bottom and a kiss on the cheek. If they were together, she would do anything he said. If he wanted to walk into a volcano together, she would have no choice but to following the crinkling baby into the lava.

Chapter 8 Marcus took a deep breath. He figured he was going to have to have this conversation at some point today. He just didn’t expect it to be right now. Plus, after waking up to his girlfriend cry and in serious need of some little time, it could not come at a worse time. With Emily seeing his padding, however, there was no way he was able to push this talk until later. “Sweetheart, can we talk? It’s nothing bad, I promise” he said as he sat on the floor next to the diaper clad girl. “Of course daddy, we can talk about anything you want” she responded, a little nervous about what was about to come out of his mouth. She had never seen Marcus in a diaper before and just blurted it out. Emily wished she had kept it to herself. “For this talk, I need you to be in big girl mode Emily. I know it’s going to hard, but it will be hard to explain this to your adult side” Marcus said, his heart breaking as he said it. This weekend was supposed to be about nothing but his baby girl experiencing her little side to the fullest and he was ruining that. Why did he decide to wear a diaper at all? He felt so guilty. “OK Marcus, my big side is here now” Emily told her boyfriend, starting to get more nervous by the second. There was only two times he pulled her out of little space and they were both horrible. Once was when his mom passed away and the other was when his family pet had died. She remembered it like it was yesterday. Both times, when she showed her big side, she returned to tears running down Marcus’ face. Hoping this time was different, she put on a weary smile and looked him in the eyes. “Emily, ever since we have been involved in this amazing relationship, I have been hiding a side of you from myself” he told her, trying to read his girlfriend’s face for any reaction. Not being able to spot anything obvious, he continued. “I...I...god this is hard to get out” he said, composing himself as he finished his sentence “I am a daddy that likes to wear diapers.” A weight felt like it was lifted off of her chest. She was so thankful it was not something with the same gravity as the previous two. Emily could tell, however, that this was very important for Marcus to get out and he was having a hard time getting out. “Marcus, look at me. I don’t think you wearing diapers is that big of an issue” she joked, showing him that she was wearing nothing but a soaked diaper. Marcus chuckled. “That is true, but I know some little ones have an issue with their caregiver wearing during little time. I just wanted to get your honest opinion on how you feel about that. Would you be ok with daddy wearing during your baby girl time or not? Please be honest Emily. I will not have my feelings hurt if you say no. I just want your little space to be exactly how you want it.” Marcus meant every word. Her first impression was that she wanted her daddy to be happy. If that meant he wore a diaper while taking care of her, so be it. As she thought more about it, however, some doubts started to creep up. When she just saw the waistband of his padding, it took most of her brain out of little space. Was that just a one time thing or would that happen every time? As selfish as this sounded, she wanted to have the best time she had ever had in little space and didn’t want to worry about falling in and out. “Honestly Marcus, I have no issue with you wearing during bed time. However, for the sake of my little space, I would prefer you not wear while in the daddy role.” This hurt her heart to say. Emily was normally a people pleaser, but she wanted this to be her special weekend. Marcus’ heart ripped in half, but he held it together. “That is totally ok baby girl. I want this to be the best little weekend you have ever had. Daddy will keep the diapers in his bedroom and that’s it” he put on a smile as he told Emily what she wanted to hear. Marcus figured that he could bring it up another time, but doing it now was kind of unfair to Emily. “Daddy will be right back, why don’t you watch some cartoons baby girl?” he said, grabbing her pacifier and putting it back in her mouth as he made his way to his bedroom. When the pacifier went in her mouth, she was expecting to slide right back into little space. She couldn’t stop thinking about Marcus though. Who was she to tell him that he couldn’t wear diapers when he was in his caretaker headspace? He let her wear diapers whenever she wanted. The man she called daddy even let her wear last Thanksgiving when they went to visit his family. It did seem like he was ok with the decision though. Emily let those thoughts fall from her mind as she watched cartoons, her regression taking over her brain again. Pulling on a pair of black boxers, Marcus couldn’t stop thinking about how he handled that situation. How could she have wanted him to wear diapers around her when he shoved the ultimatum in her face like he did? As he pulled up his jeans, he shook those thoughts out of his head. He didn’t want them to interfere with his job as a daddy. Before he made his way back to the living room, he stopped at the nursery and grabbed a diaper and a stuffer along with some baby powder and wipes. Emily was completely engrossed in the colorful characters on screen, she barely noticed when he daddy walked into the room. Her attention turned to him, however, when she felt a hand squeeze her droopy bottom. “My Huggies pee pee wet daddy” Emily said with the enthusiasm of a toddler. “This is only pee pee? It feels like you jumped in the lake with this dipey on” he joked, giving her a couple pats on her soggy bottom to reinforce his point. “Siwwy daddy. I no jump in da wake” she said around the nipple in her mouth. Her daddy could be so silly sometimes and she loved it. “I guess not, since a lake isn’t yellow” he teased her a little as he flipped her on her back and sat between her legs. As he saw her grab her Cuddles, he smiled. Look at Emily: laying in nothing but a wet diaper while snuggling a stuffed animal. She looked perfect and Marcus was lucky to take care of her. As she looked up at her boyfriend, she was overcome with feelings of love for him. While she felt that feeling at least once a day, this one was different. The loving feeling in her stomach was mixed with a feeling of guilt. Guilt for not letting him wear diapers like she did. “Maybe, in the back of his mind, he didn’t love me as much now” she thought as she hugged her bear tight. She pulled the pacifier from her mouth and looked up at him as he ripped the first tape off of her wet padding. “Daddy, I love you so much” she told Marcus, a smile growing on her face as she told him. “Daddy loves you too baby girl, more than anything in the entire world” he told her, returning the smile as he pulled the second tape free. “Something felt slightly off” he said as his hand reached for the third tape. While she told him she loved him all the time, this time just felt weird. Once the final tape was pulled free, he knew what it was about. “Sweetheart, did you just tell me you loved me because you felt bad about asking me not to wear diapers when in daddy mode?” he knew that's what it was about, he just wanted to hear her admit it. As Emily heard the words come out of her daddy’s mouth, she knew she had been exposed. While she laid in front of her boyfriend in a wet diaper and nothing else, what he just told her made Emily feel 10 times more exposed. It took all her will power to look Marcus in the eyes as she replied with a quiet “A little”. “First off, I want to say that I love you with all my heart and that will never changed” he told the women laying in front of him, wanting to reassure her that the genuine love of her last statement was not lost on him. “Secondly, I am more then ok with your decision. You don’t need to worry about me being mad or anything like that. I want you to be as happy in little space as you can possibly be. Please don’t feel bad” Marcus told her as he leaned over her and planted a kiss on her lips. Hearing the sincere words dripping from his mouth put Emily at ease. While he had told her basically the same thing before, something about the tone he used and his demeanor made her relax. “Now, how about we get you into a clean dipey? Daddy has a fun day planned and we don’t want to waste any time” he told her as he brought the front of her wet diaper down and pulled a baby wipe out of the package. Emily’s mind ran wild at what the day might bring. A trip to the toy store? Maybe the zoo? She even started thinking about things like riding unicorns. “Silly me, unicorns don’t live around here” she told herself as she chuckled behind her binky. As the little girl was thinking about all the fun possibilities, Marcus had already powdered her soft bottom and pulled the stuffer filled padding between her legs. He decided on a Dry 24/7 for her this morning. They were pretty thick and he always thought she looked cuter than normal in an all white diaper. His DL side loved the crinkles as well. “There you go princess, all snug and dry in your Huggies” Marcus told the regressed women. “There is only one thing wrong” he told her, a concerned look on his face. Emily returned the same look. “What is it daddy?” she asked, a quiver in her voice. “It’s just that daddy isn’t feeling very good. It feels like...he is coming back” he told the little one as he grabbed his stomach, pretending like it hurt. “Who?” Emily asked, feeling very concerned at this point. “Its...its...the...TICKLE MONSTER” he yelled as his hands shot from his stomach to her exposed tummy. She only had a second to react before her daddy’s fingertips were running all over her tummy and hips. “No daddy” Emily got out before the giggling took over. She was very ticklish and daddy always took advantage of that. “I’m sorry princess. I’m trying to fight it, but the tickle monster is winning” Marcus said as he used his left hand to pull his right arm away. It only lasted a second, however, as the tickle monster was stronger and brought both hands back to her skin. “It’s no use” he yelled as his heart melted looking at the giggling diaper girl in front of him. No trace of adult Emily in sight. “Baby girl, I am gonna pull his arm off. When your free, run into the kitchen and grab 2 gummy bears. If we both eat one, we should be free of the tickle monster” he instructed her. As soon as his right arm was holding his left back, he looked at his girlfriend and told her “Go now”. As the word go left her daddy’s lips, she stood up and waddled as fast as she could to the kitchen. She normally loved thick diapers, but this was one of the few times she cursed them. Once she got into the kitchen, she swung open the cupboard, her eyes scanning for the gummy snacks. “Hurry up baby, he is getting stronger” Marcus yelled towards the kitchen. As soon as the plea left his lips, he heard the frenzied crinkle that signaled a running diaper girl. He had to hold back a smile and stay in character as he saw Emily toddle back into the living room, the entire bag of gummy bears in tow. “You eat one now princess. He won’t tickle you if you do” he told her frantically. As if Emily needed an excuse to eat candy. She stuck her hand in the bag and pulled out a red gummy. Her favorite. Quickly putting it in her mouth and chewing it up, she told daddy with an excitement in her voice “I ate it. I’m safe!” “Good girl, now put one in my mouth so I can be safe” he commanded her as if his life depended on it. Marcus knew that his baby girl wanted to keep him safe, so was not surprised at all when she hurried over and shoved a green gummy bear in his mouth. He made quick work of eating it. Once it was in his stomach, he started breathing very heavily. “Thanks baby girl. One more second and I would have been a goner” he got out between deep breaths as he hugged his girlfriend tight. “Don’t worry daddy, I would never let anything happen to you” Emily told him, embracing the hug. She had saved a life today.

Chapter 4 Before Amy could being the diaper changing process, Justin squeezed his legs together again to feel the swollen padding force his legs apart. He loved the feeling of a wet diaper, even one as bloated as this. He had only had one experience that even comes close to this and it was when he when he hopped in the shower padded. Just being able to feel the diaper fill was a great feeling and there were few things on this earth he loved more. Amy knew exactly what her little boy was doing. “Mommy knows you love your soggy dipey baby, but I need to change you. We can’t have you waddling around with a beach ball around your waist” she cooed at her boyfriend. Before she ripped the tapes off, Amy gave him some tickles on his tummy, which caused plenty of giggles. “Mommy, stop it” he yelled out, trying his best to get Amy to stop the tickle torture. After his plea, Justin felt her hands leave his soft skin. “Thanks Mo...” he said, interrupted by the nipple of his pacifier entering his mouth. Instead of seeming surprised, he seemed more at ease and laid his head back as he nursed. A huge smile grew on Amy’s face when she saw the pacifier have the desired effect on her little prince. As his eyes fully closed in relaxation, she grabbed the first tape and pulled it free of the landing strip. Tape number two came off same as the first, followed by number three and four. Once the diaper was just resting on her little one, she giggled at the dragon eyes staring back on her from the, now uncovered, landing strip. As Justin felt the front of his padding lowered and his big boy parts exposed to the warm air, he smiled. Mix that feeling with the sensation of the the warm sand he had buried his hands in and his whole body felt warm. “This must be what heaven feels like” he thought to himself as he just sat there, eyes closed, and nursed the nipple in his mouth. Running the wipe over Justin’s most sensitive areas, she had to contain her giggles as he would wiggle every time. I was like she was tickling him again. Every time she would touch him, his body would react. “Maybe when we get home, mommy can make her baby feel good in his diaper” she said as she threw the last wipe in his wet diaper. Rolling it up, as best she could, and taping it in on itself, she carried it over to the trash can about 20 feet away. “Really?” Justin asked with an excited tone in her voice as he looked up from his relaxed position to see his mommy carried his wet diaper to the trash can. He just laid there and thought “I could never do what mommy does.” He figured being a caregiver was a pretty thankless job. She changes diapers, cleans everything, and makes sure he doesn’t get into trouble. What did she really get out of it? Once she got back to her original spot, he took his pacifier out of his mouth and told her “Amy, I just wanna say thank you for being my mommy. I love you more than anything. I know this is a pretty thankless position you are in, but know I appreciate it.” As Amy was listening to what her little one had to say, tears came to her eyes. She couldn’t help it, she was a very emotional person. “Justin” she led with his real name instead of one of his many pet names “I love you more than anything. Being your mommy makes me happy in ways I can’t even describe. Seeing you at your most vulnerable is something that I will never take for granted. This might sound odd to someone who is not a caregiver, but being able to change your diapers and give your bottom pats is a joy. I want nothing more then to see you happy and, when you are laying on the changing pad, I can see the joy in your face. You are my pride and joy and nothing will ever change that.” She punctuated her statement by leaning all the way over him and giving him a kiss right on the lips. “Wow, that was amazing to hear” he thought as she pulled her lips away from him after one of the most passionate kisses he had ever received. He just never thought that would happen while he was in the middle of a diaper change. Just as Justin was about to say something back to his mommy, Amy put her finger on his lips to silence him. “Shh baby boy, mommy doesn’t want to hear any more big boy words come from your mouth” she told him matter a factly as she put the binky back in his mouth. “Now, how about you take a quick nap and then, after that, we can back to playtime” Amy cooed, running her fingers over his face to try and close his eyes for him. It worked. Within seconds, he was out like a light. Combine the massive rush of regression he had just experienced with his body already tired from jumping around in the lake and it was not hard to see why. He was drifting off to dreamland, but nothing could be better then where he was right now. With her little man sleeping, Amy got back to the diapering job that was half finished in front of her. “A mommy’s work is never done” she told herself as she reached into the diaper bag and pulled another PeekABU, this time with Giraffe eyes, as well as a stuffer. Once she had the stuffer positioned inside the fluffy padding, Amy gently lifted Justin’s bottom off the towel and placed the diaper under his butt. She looked at his face as his bottom was lowered into the padding and she could see a tiny smile grow on his face. Meanwhile, in his dreams, Justin was having an amazing time. He was playing basketball on the driveway on his childhood home. He put up a shot, followed with the swish of the net. “Yes, nothing but net” she cheered as he went to go get his own rebound. He shot again, another swish. He was on fire! Even better was, when he went up to shoot his last shot, his shirt rode up and he noticed a couple inches of white plastic showing under his shorts. Diapers have invaded his dreams...and he had no issue with that at all. Just as Justin was shooting the lights out in his dreams, Amy was having the time of her life as well. Like she told him, taking care of her baby boy was better than any concert or movie she could ever see. The next step was powder. Taking the bottle out of the diaper bag, she unscrewed the cap and shook a good amount of baby powder onto her baby’s diaper area. This was probably her favorite part of the process. Using her most gentle touch, she ran her fingers through the powder and covered everywhere Justin’s diaper would touch. Once she was satisfied, she shook some more powder on his exposed tummy and spread what Justin called “diaper snow” all over him, making him smell just like a nursery. As she finished up with the coverage, Amy saw the smile on Justin’s face grow a little bigger. Justin couldn’t miss! One after another, he had to have made at least 10 in a row. Just as his 11th shot went through the net, he heard a voice behind him say “nice shot buddy”. He turned around to see the smiling face of his late father. Justin’s dad had passed away when he was 15. “Dad!” he screamed as he ran to his father and gave him a huge hug. “I can’t believe your here. I love you so much” he told the man through tears. “I love you too buddy and I miss you so much” Justin’s dad, Mark, said through tears as well. “I think about you and your mom every day.” After those words, they just hugged each other for at least two minutes straight. They both finally let go of their embrace and looked each other in the eyes. “Now, how about we get back to shooting hoops? You were on a roll” he said with a smile. “Yeah dad, I would love that” he responded, wiping the tears from his eyes. Justin handed the ball to his dad, who shot it and swished it. “Nice shot” Justin said with the enthusiasm of a 10 year old. “Like father, like son” was all that Mark responded with. In the real world, Amy pulled the front of the diaper up and over Justin’s private parts. “Now time to get you nice and snug” she whispered to herself as she pulled the bottom right tape free and attached it to the landing zone. As she placed the bottom left tape tight, she heard the last thing in the world she wanted to hear: footsteps. Once she heard the movement of the sand, her eyes went into overdrive trying to find something to cover Justin with. He was laying on his own towel and her towel was not within reaching distance.As the steps got closer and closer, she came to the realization that there was nothing she could do, so she just tried to keep her eyes on her baby boy and not look at whoever was walking by. Once the footsteps sounded like they were right next to her, they stopped. “Just keep walking” Amy screamed internally. The person whose feet they were had other ideas. “Maam” the male voice asked. No way in hell Amy was about to look up at whoever had interrupted her and her baby’s special time. “Excuse me, maam” he repeated, clearly trying to get her attention. Amy knew there was no point in trying to avoid him anymore. “What?” she asked with a snarky tone as she looked up. The man, however, was not alone. He was holding the hand of a beautiful women. They both looked to be about her and Justin’s age. What could they possibly want with a women putting a man into a diaper that looked like it was meant for a toddler? CLANG. Justin’s shot hit the rim and bounced off. Ever since his dad showed up, it was hard for him to concentrate on anything. “I’m sorry I’m shooting so badly, I am just shocked your here” he said, still with a hint of disbelief in his voice. “It’s ok buddy, I totally understand. So, how has life been for you?” Mark wanted to catch up on everything his son has been up to. “Not a whole lot. Me and my girlfriend have just been working. She just got a promotion at the school she works at, so that has been great” Justin said if he had been catching up with an old friend. “Oh, your girlfriend? Tell me a little bit about her” Mark inquired. “Her name is Amy and she is amazing. She is beautiful, smart, and funny. I really hit the jackpot with her” he beamed. Justin loved gushing to whoever he could about his amazing girlfriend. “Sounds like how I talked about your mom when we first started dating. I hope you two have just as strong a relationship as we did” Mark told his son with tears forming. “I hope so too. We have been together for a while and, I’m not gonna lie, she feels like the one” Justin said as he threw up another shot. Mark’s face went from sad to confusing in no time flat. “Justin” he asked “What is that under your shorts?” Just after he finished asking the question, Mark walked over to his son and pulled the bottom of his shirt up. “Is...is that a diaper?” he asked, the quizzical look on his face growing even stronger. As his dad announced his diapered status, Justin’s face could have been confused with a stop sign. How was he going to explain this to his dad. He gathered what he wanted to say in his mind and took a deep breath. “Dad…”

“Sweetheart, I think it’s time for a bottle” Jessica cooed at the diaper clad boy on the floor. Watching her little one playing was always so adorable to her. While she wished she could just let him continue driving around with Hot Wheels, it had been a while since he had something to drink. If she let her baby get dehydrated, what kind of mommy would she be? “But mommy, I don’t wanna stop playing” Logan replied, looking back at his mommy with puppy dogs eyes in full effect. He knew those rarely worked, but he had to try. He was having so much fun and didn’t want to stop to drink a stupid bottle. “Don’t worry baby, once you are done with your bottle, you can come right back and play some more” she reassured him with the syrupy tone that mommies were known for. While Jessica was not going to take no for an answer, she didn’t want to be mean about it. Among her clients, she was known as the super nice mommy and didn’t want that to change. “Ok” Logan dropped his head as he responded, defeated. “Like I said baby boy, you can come back and play in a little bit. Mommy just wants to make sure you are staying healthy” she said as she walked over to him and ran her red fingernails through his blonde hair. “Time will fly by” she added as she took Logan’s hand and helped him to his feet. Once the 19 year old was on his feet, he went on auto pilot and began walking towards the nursery door. The thick diaper between his legs slowed him a little as the padding interfered with his gait. Every time he paid to see his favorite mommy, however, he knew that diapers were non negotiable. He wanted to try training pants once, but a spanking changed his mind pretty quickly. Mommy Jessica wouldn’t even let him wear a thin diaper. It was an ABDL diaper with a stuffer at the minimum. He was currently sporting an ABU Space diaper with 2 stuffers and it gave Logan a noticeable waddle. “Were you having fun playing Hot Wheels sweetie?” she asked, wanting to take his mind off the bottle he didn’t want. “Yeah” Logan answered, perking up to tell her all about his adventures. “I took the car with the flames on the side and drove it into the jungle. Once he made it to the jungle, he met up with the yellow car. The guy in the yellow car had magic and made both the cars fly…” he told her a tale that lasted 5 more minutes of flying, fiery crashes, and death defying jumps. While her little one was giving her a run down of his adventures in the nursery, Jessica had walked into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle from the fridge. Once the made it to the couch in the living room, Logan’s story was winding down. “Wow, that sounds awesome buddy” she cooed at him “you have quite the imagination” she punctuated the statement with a kiss on his cheek and a tickle on his bare tummy. Logan had a very ticklish stomach. He continued to laugh as mommy laid him on her lap and placed the bottle in his mouth. Once the nipple touched his tongue, he began to steadily nurse. While he normally did fight his mommy when it came to bottle feedings, he did love the closeness that came with it. Plus, any time in mommy’s arms was time well spent in his book. Once the bottle was half empty, Jessica gave the diapered boy in her arms a couple pats on his padded tushy. “You are being such a good boy by drinking your bottle honey” she whispered into his ear with the tone that brought most to their knees. She also had a huge smile on her face because she knew what was going to follow this specific bottle feeding. Logan’s cheeks turned bright red after his mommy whispered into his ear. While he was definitely an ABDL, he never really liked being a baby. He normally played at around 4 or 5, but still wore diapers. When he spent time with Jessica, however, she had a way of bringing out his littlest tendencies. Bottles were used in place of sippy cups. He was always fed in a highchair. Rattles and baby blocks were left for him to play with. If everything wasn’t sized up for an adult, you would think a 1 year old lived her. As the last drop of milk hit Logan’s tongue, a sly smile crossed Jessica’s lips. “Good baby! You drank your baba all dry” she cooed at him as she kissed him on the top of head followed up by some tummy tickles. Once her little one was all tickled out, she told him “Since you were a good boy and drank all your bottle, mommy has a secret to tell you.” Seeing the mix of confusion and excitement on Logan’s face, she revealed the secret. “Mommy put something special in your bottle little one. Something that will help you go poopy” Jessica didn’t break her smile while telling Logan. Logan’s emotion went from excitement to nervous in a matter of seconds. Logan had never messed his diaper before. He never really had any interest in it before and, plus, the cleanup would be a nightmare. He did, however, feel safe with mommy and knew she knew best. She would never do anything that would hurt him or make him do anything that would break him out of his little space. “I have never went poopy in my diaper before mommy” he said, apprehensively. “I know that sweetheart, but I think now is a good time. You would rather make a stinky with mommy here to clean it up then on your own, right buddy?” she asked him as she patted his padded tushy. Logan figured that there was some logic in that. While he wasn’t looking forward to the mess he was about to make, mommy was. He wanted to make mommy happy as much as she wanted to make him happy. Plus, mommy cleaning him up afterwards would be better then having to do all the clean up by himself. “Ok mommy” he said, smiling up at her. “Yay, I’m so happy! The medicine will not take effect for another hour or so. Mommy will go grab your cars and you can play in the living room until you need to use your dipey” she said as she moved him from her lap to the floor. After giving him a kiss on the top of his head, Jessica headed back up to the nursery to grab his toys. Not a minute later, she returned to the living room with his arms filled with toy cars, baby blocks, and a rattle. Jessica wanted to give her little one some choices. Once all the toys were laid out in front of the diaper clad boy, “Now, when you feel like you have to go poopy, I want you to tell me” she gave him a smile as she gave her demand. Once Logan saw her walk into the kitchen, he got right back to where he left off before his feeding. He found the black cars with flames on the side: his favorite. “Alright Curtis, it’s time to fly” he told the car with a smile as he lifted it up into the air. He brought the car back down, only to use the rattle on the floor as a jump to propel him into the air again. “Good job Curt, hit those stupid baby toys” he told the pilot, a smirk on his face. Logan named the pilot of his car/plane Curtis because of his big brother. He has always looked up to him, both literally and figuratively. His 25 year old brother was a pilot in the Air Force and Logan loved to talk about him to anyone who would listen. As Jessica was washing the dishes, she heard what sounded like laser noises. Sticking her head out just far enough, she couldn’t help but smile at the sight. As her little one was pretending to make his toy car fly, he was crawling around the floor. All she could see was a tiny car and the fluffy white diaper taped around his waist. Seeing the little ones she cared for wearing diapers made her heart flutter. Nothing in the whole world was cuter than that. After a half hour of blowing up enemy ships, doing jumps, and just having fun flying, Logan felt a pressure on his bladder. He was just glad it wasn’t his tummy...yet. Just as he felt his full bladder beg for release, he obliged as he soaked the padding between his legs. As the diaper began to swell, the little boy looked down at the diaper changing from white to a yellow hue. As an ABDL, watching his diaper change colors just help him sink further into little space. As his bladder finally emptied, he could feel his diaper had swollen quite a bit. Logan ran his fingers over the plastic backing of the infantile underwear and smiled. Jessica snuck up behind the little boy just as he removed his hands. “Is everything ok baby? Mommy saw you stop playing and…” she stopped mid sentence when she saw the blush on his face mixed with the wetness showing through the front of his diaper. “Oh, mommy knows why you stopped. Someone made pee pees in his dipey” she cooed at him as she gave his soggy crotch a squeeze. “There is no need to be embarrassed baby. Mommy knows you like going potty in your dipey. Mommy thinks you are super cute in your saggy diapers too” she continued the syrupy voice as she ran her fingers up and down the warm padding. Logan was feeling a mixture of humiliation and arousal. The way that Jessica’s fingernails moved from his soggy padding to the soft skin on his inner thigh made him want to scream! “Mommy, can you change me please?” Logan asked, hoping to make an excuse to get her touching him a little more. “No sweetheart. You are gonna be making stinkies pretty soon and I don’t want to waste a clean diaper. Besides, It looks like a certain baby boy likes his wet diaper” Jessica responded to his question as she continued to rub the front of his padding. While she did like making her little one feel good, she had a rule of no sexual stuff under any circumstances. She slowly removed her hand from the soggy padding and gave him a kiss on the top of his head. “Mommy is gonna do some more cleaning in the kitchen. Remember to come and get me when you are ready to go poopy” she cooed as she tickled his tummy and walked back into the kitchen. The next 45 minutes flew by for Logan. He went from flying cars to spelling words with the baby blocks. When mommy wasn’t looking, he even spelled some words that she would definitely not allow out of his mouth. Towards the end, he even picked up the rattle and shook it in front his face, although he found almost no excitement from it. As the noise of the rattle echoed throughout the living room, he felt his tummy rumble. Almost immediately after that, he knew that he didn’t have much time until he made a mess in his padding. “Mommy, I’m gotta go poopy” Logan whined as he grabbed his stomach. “I’m coming baby” Jessica said as she put down the rag she was using to clean the cupboards and hustled to the living room. When she saw the little boy holding onto his tummy, the women he called mommy knew that he was very close. “Stand up baby, mommy wants to get a good view of your tushy as you make a stinky” she said as she stood up the boy and turned him towards the TV. As soon as Logan faced the TV, he could feel himself losing the battle and all he could do was pop his thumb in his mouth to ease the embarrassment. He felt his body betray him and it felt disgusting. The mushy mess piled up in the bottom of his diaper, causing it to start sagging. All he could hear was a mixture of farts and mommy cooing at him. All Logan wanted to do was to disappear, but he just nursed his thumb. After what felt like an hour, he had finally stopped. Thank god. “Oh my, someone really had to go poopy” Jessica said as she ran her hands over the bulging diaper taped around Logan’s waist. “Mommy is so proud of you baby. I know you don’t like making stinky in your diaper, but you did it anyway. For me. Mommy loves you.” For the next five minutes, she ran her fingers over the messy padding, patting and squeezing just to let Logan get the full experience. “Can you change me please mommy?” Logan asked, wanting nothing more then to get out of his own mess. Instead of answering his question, Jessica just gently grabbed his hips and lowered his messy bottom onto her lap. “Mommy wants cuddle time baby boy” she said as she resumed patting the full diaper on her baby. She wanted him to get used to being in a messy diaper. From now on, he was going to have to make at least one while he visited her. Logan winced when the mess spread around in his diaper. The feeling, however, was eased a little when he felt mommy cuddling him. If he got to lay with her after he made a stinky diaper, maybe they weren’t so bad after all... The End

Chapter 3 Justin was having the time of his life. For the first time in forever, all he cared about was the present. He wasn’t worried about the bills he had to pay in the future or the issues he has had in the past. The only thing that mattered to him right now was making the tallest sand castle ever. He had to hurry up because he wanted to make it as tall as himself by the time mommy woke up. Scooping sand into his bucket, he slammed it upside down and pulled it up to reveal a perfect start to his castle. After around 15 minutes, he had made the base level of his kingdom and even dug a moat around it. When it came to sand castles, he took things very seriously. Just as he got started on the second level, he noticed Amy starting to move around. Amy rubbed the sleep out of her eyes from her power nap and checked out her little one to make sure he was safe. A smile grew on her face as she saw the amazing sand castle he had made. She knew he loved building things from all the Lego towers Justin had made at home. As she stood up, she put her bikini top back on and walked over to her building baby. “Wow, looks like my little man is quite the builder. This is so cool buddy!” Amy cooed as she put her hands on Justin’s shoulders. Everything he did in little space was amazing to her. “Did you see da moat mama?” Justin asked back, the pacifier in his mouth slurring his words. “No, I didn’t, that's very smart though. We can’t have anyone breaking into the kingdom” Mommy said as she reached in to run her hand through the moat water. Justin grabbed her hand and pulled it away from the water as if it was acid. “No mommy, don’t touch da water! Dere are gators in there!” Jerking her hand away, Amy put a scared face on. “Oh goodness, thanks for saving my life” she told Justin as if she was out of breath. “No pwoblem mommy, it’s a king job to save his subjects” He smiled a huge smile as he tried to sound regal. “Well, we better make your kinghood official. Get on one knee” she told the king, pretending to pull out a fake sword as she knighted him. Once he had assumed the position, Amy cleared her throat as if she was making an announcement. “I now pronounce you King Crinklebutt of the sand kingdom!” Justin’s girlfriend then put the imaginary blade on his right and left shoulder. Doing his best to hold it together, the diaper clad boy couldn’t control himself any longer and burst into a laughing fit. Once he was able to catch his breath, he smiled at the women he called mommy and told her “You are da funniest mommy eber!” “Why thank you King Crinklebutt” was all she was able to get out before she erupted into laughter with her little man. It was moments like this that Amy absolutely loved. Moments that weren’t planned, but instead just happened. She thought back to one of the first times she spoon fed Justin. She had just fed him some apple sauce and was bringing the spoon back to his mouth when he needed to sneeze. Applesauce got all over her face. They both immediately laughed their heads off. Nothing planned. It wasn’t even expected. It just happened. Those were the moments Amy adored. Once they were both able to get their giggles under control, mommy smiled down at her baby boy who was still catching his breath. “Sweetie, we have been at the beach for a while and you haven’t even touched your toe in the water. Do you wanna take a dip now?” Amy asked, knowing the answer. Justin had been a star on the swim team in high school and absolutely loved swimming whenever he could, which was why she had wondered why he hadn’t hopped in yet. “Yeah mommy, I wanna swim!” was all that the excited Justin could get out. “Perfect. Let’s just get you into your swim diaper and then you can play as much as you want” Amy announced as she walked over to his Pooh Bear backpack. Picking up, the backpack, she rummaged around for a second and then asked “baby, did you pack your swim dipey?” Running through this morning, he couldn’t recall packing them. He knew he had forgotten something. “Um...no mommy...I don’t fink I did” he whimpered behind his binky. “That’s ok buddy, no worries. You can just swim in your normal diaper. Afterwards, however, your butt is gonna look like a beach ball” she giggled as she headed over to Justin and gave him a couple pats on his padded tushy before pulling the pacifier out of his mouth. Justin didn’t care about his diaper absorbing all that water. He loved the feeling of a wet diaper, so this is just going to be more of that, right? As soon as the rubber nipple left his lips, he turned towards the lake and toddled as fast as his padding would let him. Once his feet hit the water, he felt like he was in his natural element. Amy could just see the joy her little guy had when he was in the water. She wanted to share in that joy. Since she had shimmied out of her shorts before sun tanning, there was nothing stopping her from running in after him. “I’m right behind you mister” she yelled, sprinting to catch the waddling boy. He heard his girlfriend calling out to him, but he just wanted to get in the water. Once he was deep enough, he dove into the clear lake like a missile. He didn’t swim too far, maybe about 15 feet, but once he stood up he could tell mommy was right: his diaper was gonna be very swollen after this. PeekABUs already swell a lot when he just wet them, let alone when it feels like half the lake was being absorbed by the infantile underwear wrapped around his waist. “Nice job, my little padded diver” she cooed at Justin as he surfaced. While her boyfriend had an amazing body and most girls would be drooling over his water covered body glistening in the sun, Amy just though he looked adorable. She even noticed the waistband of his diaper was sticking out of the water, which made her heart want to melt into the lake. For the next 45 minutes, they played some of the favorite swimming games. Mommy suggested Marco Polo first, followed by seeing who could swim faster and who could hold their breath longer. They finished up with a tickle fight because, no matter if they were in water or on land, nothing would stop mommy from turning into the feared tickle monster. As Amy was tickling her little boy, she noticed he was starting to move slower. “Time for some rest” she thought to herself as she gave him her last round of tickles. “Mommy thinks its time we take a break sweetie” she told Justin, noticing the immediate sad face. “I know you don’t wanna get out, but mommy can see you are slowing down. How about a baba and some cuddles?” With the mention of cuddles, he turned his frown upside down. “Ok mommy” he said, trying to sound like he wasn’t disappointed to be going back to the sand. Justin took Amy’s hand and they walked to the beach. Once they made it, Justin wondered if there was anything left in the lake or if it all ended up in his padding. “Oh my, that is one swollen dipey” Amy cooed as she gave the boy with the severe waddle next to her a couple butt pats. All she got in return was a couple of wet thuds and a blushing baby. “Looks like you are in desperate need of a change. Let’s head over to my towel sweetheart.” Justin toddled next to his mommy, having to walk slower to accommodate his gait. Once they got to the towel, his mommy made quick work of getting his body dried off. “Alright buddy, let’s get you all snug and dry” was all she needed to say as she laid the towel back down on the sand.

Chapter 7 Emily opened her eyes, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. As her eyes started to adjust, she knew she was not the same spot she fell asleep in. She wasn’t on the couch, resting on daddy’s lap. She wasn’t even in her crib. She was staring at a white curtain. She had no idea where it lead or why she was there. Emily had so many questions. “Here’s the moment” a voice said next to her. As she turned her head, she was greeted by the amazing smile of her father. “The moment you have been waiting for since you were a little girl” he finished his sentence as the smile on his face, somehow, grew ever bigger. Emily even noticed a tear forming. He quickly wiped it away. “I love you so much Emily. Congratulations.” “Thanks dad. I love you too” she tried to sound confident, even though she had no idea what was going on. Trying to figure out what was going on, she looked at what she was wearing and, instantly, had a pretty good idea. The dress she was currently in was white and huge. She was at a wedding. Her wedding. Once she finally came to grips with what was happening, the traditional wedding song began to plan. She looked at her dad with a smile as he smiled back. “Thanks so much for being here dad” Emily told her father. “Of course sweetheart. Every father wants to see his baby girl get married” he replied as they started the walk down the aisle, following the adorable flower girl who could not be any older than 6. If only her dad knew how true that statement was. His baby girl was about to become her husband’s baby girl. Once her eyes caught a glimpse of Marcus standing at the altar, Emily had to do everything she could to stop herself from crying. He looked as handsome as she had ever seen him. Once he wiped a tear from his eye, she couldn’t help it and let a couple tears slip. This was everything she wanted and it was about to come true. Standing next to her soon to be husband when she made it to the altar was another wave of emotions. When Marcus looked across at his beautiful bride and mouthed the words “I love you” at her, she could have melted into a puddle right then and there. Instead, she composed herself and mouthed those same words right back at her daddy. The ceremony went by in flash. Her head was swimming until Marcus took her hand and put a ring on her finger. He said something to her that he brain couldn’t comprehend at the moment, to which she followed with a simple “I do”. She repeated the process as she put the ringer on her husband’s finger. Her husband. Those two words sent shivers up her spine. “I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride” the pastor said with a smile. Emily leaned and closed her eyes as she gave her daddy a kiss in front of the congregation. Clapping rang through her ears as she felt her loving husband’s lips on hers. As she opened her eyes, Marcus was gone. Instead of seeing the smiling face of her daddy, all that was in her view was the mobile slowing spinning above her crib. While the light lullaby it was playing was nice, she wanted nothing more then to be back in the moment she was just seconds earlier. Emily wanted to pull it from the dream world into reality. It was then that she started to cry. Not sobbing, but a light cry. It was a combination of happiness and sadness. Emily was happy that she got to see a preview of the day she has been waiting for. She was also sad because it was over as quickly as it began. She grabbed the pacifier laying on the crib mattress to try and soothe her, but it did next to nothing. She just cried around the rubber nipple, the tears rolling off her face and onto the bed sheets below. Marcus had been awake for about an hour now. He wanted to let his little one sleep as long as she could, so he just sat at the kitchen table as he sipped his coffee. He liked to read the paper every morning as well. Just as he pulled the sport section out, he heard the sound of crying through the baby monitor he brought from his room. Upon hearing that, he put the paper down and left his coffee on the table as he walked to the nursery. Emily saw the door to her room start to open and wiped the tears from her eyes. When she saw the face of her beautiful boyfriend, she smiled around her pacifier shield and cooed “mowning daddy” as she sat her knees to see over the crib bars. “Good morning, my sweet baby girl” he cooed back as he walked over and brought the side of the crib. As Marcus sat down next to the girl, wearing nothing but her nighttime diaper, he embraced her in a hug. “Sweetheart, I heard you crying on the monitor. Is everything ok?” he asked, wanting to make his little princess happy by any means necessary. She spit out her binky, wanting to talk to her boyfriend like a big girl. “Yeah Marcus, everything is fine. I just had a dream that made me really happy and I was very sad that it had to end” she told him honestly. “What was the dream about?” he responded, very interested in what kind of a dream she could have that would bring about that kind of emotional response. Marcus thought back and couldn’t remember having that type of dream himself. Emily had two choices: she could either tell him exactly what the dream was or be purposely vague. She figured that the second option would be smart. She didn’t want to put any pressure on him by mentioning marriage. Emily loved him more then anything and didn’t want to ruin what she had. “I don’t remember a whole lot, I just remember it was a dream about me and you. We were having a great time and I just didn’t want it to end” she told him. “Well,I think today will be an extension of that dream. We are going to be having a great day today in real life too!” he told her as he let her out of his embrace and looked his little one in her green eyes. “I’m super excited daddy. I know you are gonna make our day awesome” she told him in an excited tone as she popped the binky back into her mouth. “Before we get our day officially started, though” Marcus said as he stood up and picked the beautiful girl up and placed her on his hip “I think a certain little girl needs some cuddle time with daddy.” Before he left the vicinity, Marcus made sure to grab Cuddles and hand the soft bear to his special girl. No cuddle session is complete without Cuddles, obviously! As Emily rode her daddy’s hip to wherever he wanted to go, she felt her diaper squish. A smile returned to her face as she rested her head on Marcus’ shoulder. While she had never wet the bed as a kid, she had come to realize that it she seemed to wet overnight while in little space. When she fell asleep last night, Emily was as far into little space as she had been in a while. With every step her daddy took, the diaper would squish against her bottom and that made her a giggling mess. “What is my little princess so giggly for?” Marcus asked as he patted her bottom. When he felt her soggy padding, he figured he answered his own question. “Daddy knows. Someone made lots of pee pees last night. My baby girl loves her soggy Huggies, doesn’t she?” he asked the question, but he already know the answer. Emily did her best to nod her head up and down on her boyfriend’s shoulder. In her mind, a wet diaper was a million times better than a dry one. It was thicker, squishier, and it felt amazing to have her princess parts surrounded by warmth. The only thing about a dry diaper, in her mind, was the change that happened before. After they made a quick pit stop in the kitchen to grab a bottle filled with apple juice, the couple sat down on the couch in the living room. Marcus didn’t turn on the TV nor did he put any music on. He wanted this morning to be filled with the sounds of nature coming through the open windows. The chirping of birds was the perfect backdrop for this moment. As he positioned her on his lap for maximum cuddles, something he totally forgot came to mind: he was still wearing his diaper from last night.Marcus was planning on changing into normal underwear before he woke Emily up, but the crying from the monitor changed all that. While he did want to tell her about this side of himself, he wanted a better moment to do it then after she had just finished crying. Marcus planned on letting her watch some cartoons after cuddle time so he could quickly change out of the soggy padding encasing his loins. The pacifier was slowly removed from Emily’s mouth and the bottle nipple quickly replaced it. She loved apple juice for breakfast. It might even be her favorite drink in general. While she wanted to drink it as fast as she could, the little one also wanted this moment with her daddy to last a long time. The birds in the background were the perfect touch to this morning in her mind and she smiled around the nipple at this perfect moment. “Look at my baby girl. You are the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world. Daddy is so lucky to be able to cuddle with you and care for you” Marcus whispered into her ear. As he melted away her adult side, the man Emily called daddy get his little one diaper pats. It was one of the easiest, but most impactful, acts as a daddy. He had fed her bottles, gave her baths, and changed her diapers. Nothing, however, compared to the was Marcus noticed she would drift into little space then when he was patting her padded tushy. Emily just finished nursing the bottle to the halfway point. Every drop tasted amazing and, as an added bonus, she got to look at her daddy as he told her what a good girl she was. How did she get so lucky to find a man like him. He was absolutely perfect. Marcus has never forgotten the names of any of her stuffies, which was impressive considering she had around 30. Not even just from an ABDL point of view was he an amazing man. He was always there to help her when she was feeling down, open a door for her, or just come home with a pint of ice cream when she had a bad day. There could not be a better man then Marcus. Marcus noticed that Emily’s bottle had just finished, so he gave her one last butt pat and replaced the bottle with her pacifier. “Wow, someone was really thirsty this morning” he remarked as he sat up with her still on his lap. Once he was sitting upright, he spun his baby girl in his arms and put her into a position to be burped. After a couple pats on the back, he heard a tiny burp escape her lips. “Wow, that actually worked” he thought, having never tried this before. Emily’s face turned bright red when the belch came out of her mouth. Out of everything that has happened at this cabin so far, that was the most humiliating thing by far. She was fine with it, however, because she trusted her daddy. The little girl knew Marcus what was doing best for her. “Alright, I think someone has earned some cartoon time for being such a good girl during her feeding” Marcus said as he flipped on the TV and turned it to Cartoon Network. He didn’t know the show, but Emily giggled when it popped on. “Finally, now it’s time to change” he thought as he headed towards the bedroom. Right before he turned the corner, he heard the last 6 words he wanted to come from his baby girl’s lips. “Daddy...are you wearing a diaper?”

Chapter 2 On their walk down to the beach, they had to make they way through the woods, where they saw plenty of creatures. Justin had to stop and look at the squirrels, racoons, and even a deer as they walked across the path. His childlike wonder was one of the reasons she fell in love with him. He was always interested in everything and never gave up on a chance to learn or see something new. After plenty of heartwarming moments for Amy and fun adventures for Justin, they were finally at the beach. As they suspected, they were the only ones there. While it was a pretty nice day, it was also 11 AM on a Tuesday. Not only was it a pretty secluded beach, it was also their absolute favorite. There were no rocks on the beach or in the water, which was a huge plus for Justin and his sensitive feet. Amy was glad that there was never any garbage on the sand. There was also an amazing view of some mountains that both of them loved. There was also the little detail of them having their first date here and making out under the stars. It was a perfect place. “Alright baby, why don’t you go find a spot for us to sit” Amy said almost immediately followed by her little man bolting off to find the perfect spot. A smile grew on her face as she saw the way he toddled around the beach. She was glad she put that stuffer in his diaper. He looked much cuter when he had a toddler waddle. His head darting left and right, Justin’s eyes finally settled on a great spot. There was a huge mound of sand, perfect for building a sand castle! “Over here mommy” he waved his hand frantically as if someone was going to come over and take the spot any second. Once Amy got to him, she plopped the beach bag down in the sand. Justin then unzipped it as fast as humanly possible and grabbed his towel. Last time they went to the store, mommy let him pick out his own towel and, of course, he went for the Spider Man towel. He was the coolest superhero ever! Once they both had they towels laid out, Justin’s hands darted for the sand toys. Amy, however, had other ideas. “Before you get started playing sweetheart, why don’t you have something to drink?” “But mommy” the little boy whined “I wanna play. I’m not even thirsty.” “I know you don’t think your thirsty, but I want you to have a drink so you don’t get dehydrated. How about if you have a drink now, you can cuddle with mommy?” Amy knew he could not resist mommy cuddles. “Well...ok” he felt like he was defeated, but with the silver lining of cuddles with Amy. He felt so safe in her arms. Add the bottom pats to that and it was pretty close to heaven. He felt bad that not everyone knows what diapered butt pats felt like. “Good choice baby” Amy cooed at him as she grabbed a baby bottle filled with water from the beach bag. She knew that he had forgotten to pack any bottles, but a mommy always came prepared. She also had a couple more things to make her baby boy’s afternoon more fun, but she didn’t want to tell him about those just yet. Having cuddled with mommy, he knew to assume the position.He crawled over to her blanket and laid his head in her lap. Opening his mouth, he accepted the rubber nipple and, once it touched his tongue, he slowly began nursing. While he did want to get to playing quickly, cuddles with his mommy was time he did not want to take for granted. Once he felt her hand reach down and slowly start rubbing and patting his puffy bottom, his brain went to mush. Justin was fully in little space and had no problem with it whatsoever. It felt amazing to not care about anything but the present. All he wanted right now was more cuddles and more water from his bottle and that was it. Amy looked right into her cuddle buddy’s eyes and saw a kind of glazed over look to them. She smiled as she knew he was now nothing more then her baby. No more big boy Justin. “You are such a good baby. Mommy loves you so much” she used her most syrupy tone as she whispered sweet thoughts in her little prince’s ear. These were the moments she lived for as his mommy and she never took them for granted. Taking a quick glance at how much water was left in the bottle, she noticed it was almost gone. Just then, an idea popped into her head. “Let’s see how much more I can regress this little baby.” A minute later, Justin was nursing but nothing was coming out. “Bottle all gone?” he asked around the nipple in his mouth. “Yes baby, your drink your ba ba dry. You are such a good baby boy. I have another surprise for you” mommy cooed as she pulled the bottle out of his mouth and quickly replaced it with the rubber teat of a pacifier. “Binky!” was the only thing that his baby brain could get out of his mouth. He figured not to fight it anymore and just let that part of his brain have total control. “That’s right buddy, mommy brought your binky. Now, let’s get your sunscreened quick before you start playing” She stood up and helped her little one up. She was happy his brain was at least in toddler mode so he could stand up and walk around. “Now reach your arms up to the sky like Spider Man trying to spray his webs.” Wanting to be just like his favorite superhero, Justin immediately shot his arms up in the arms, making sure his pinky and pointer finger were extended. He felt his shirt being pulled up his body and giggled as it went over his face. Now was the moment of truth. “Good boy! Now, let’s get those shorts untied and off so you can be much more comfy” Amy smiled at her baby as she reached down to his waist and untied his shorts, noticing nothing out of the ordinary on his face. Once they were loose enough, she pulled them down his legs and told him to step out of them, which he did with no argument. While he did feel a little weird about taking his pants off in public, he knew that mommy knew best. Plus his mommy always told him he looked cutest in just his diaper and he wanted to make mommy happy. “You just look too cute little boy” Amy giggled as she got another good look at her diaper clad little guy. “Before you get to playing, we need to get you sunscreened.” Mommy heard a slight whine come from Justin’s way as she reached into the beach bag to grab the sunscreen. “I know you wanna play, but I wanna make sure you don’t look like a lobster once we head home. Arms out” she commanded as her little one’s arms slowly went out. Spraying down his arms, she went down to his feet and went up his legs, finishing with his thighs. “All done baby, now it’s play time” Amy cooed, making sure to get two fingers in the leg cuff of his diaper before he left. “Good boy for staying dry so far!” Justin showed his mommy a smile, feeling like he had won some sort of dry diaper contest. No diaper announcement, however, could stop him from turning around and opening up the sand toy bag. He had no idea what he wanted to play with first, so he just decided the easiest option was to turn the bag upside down and pour everything onto the warm sand. His eyes slowly gazed over the toys, making sure to get a look at everything. Once Justin saw the pail and shovel, he knew that was exactly what he wanted. Once he had all his tools, he waddled his way over to the sand mountain a little way down the beach with visions of the best sandcastle ever dancing in his head. Every time she saw her little man toddle anywhere, it made Amy’s heart melt. She had grown to love diapers just as he had. When he first introduced the idea of diapers into the relationship, she was a little apprehensive about the idea. Why would she want to change someone’s used diapers all the time? She allowed him to wear them when he was around her, but she wanted him to change himself. After about a month or so of seeing how happy it made her baby boy and doing some research, she decided to give a diaper change a try. She loved it! The closeness she felt to her little guy was amazing. Plus, watching her baby boy be vulnerable enough to allow Amy to change his pee soaked diaper was both heartwarming and erotic. From that moment on, Justin was never allowed to change his own diapers, even the rare messy ones. Just thinking about that first time made Amy all hot and bothered. Instead of calling her baby over to cuddle with her, she figured to just let him play. Besides, she needed to work on her tan. She unbuttoned her jean shorts and kicked them off, knowing that Justin would have loved to see that. Well, big boy Justin at least. Reaching into the beach bag, she pulled out the finishing touch: sunglasses. She didn’t need to sunscreen because she had already done it at the apartment. As she laid on her back, she figured “why the hell not” and took her bikini top off. “Better tan lines” she told herself as she closed her eyes, the last thing she saw was her little prince playing in the sand like the toddler he was. “I love my life.”

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Can you wait here while I get mine on?” Amy asked, knowing that he will listen to anything she says. “Yup” Justin replied. “Excuse me?” was all the response that she needed to get his attention. “Sorry. Yes...mommy” he replied sheepishly, looking down at the ground. “That’s better baby boy” she replied with a smirk as she headed back to their bedroom to get changed. It had been a year since Amy and Justin have turned their relationship into a MD/LB relationship with AB/DL mixed in. Not that this is the first time they had been kinky. They had been heavy into the Dom/Sub scene ever since they met. However, one day, Justin brought up the idea of a lighter side of their dynamic and told her about MD/LB. Instead of rejecting the idea, she was interested in starting it almost immediately and they have been a happy mommy and baby boy ever since. No matter how many times he had to call his girlfriend mommy, it would make him blush every single time. However, he was fine with that. The humiliation was one of the things that turned him on about this dynamic. Men, in general, are supposed to be the lead in the relationship and having to take a back seat to his partner was both erotic and embarrassing at the same time. A big plus in their relationship is that they are not exclusively in this dynamic. They go out dinner as a couple, go to movies, argue about bills, and all the normal stuff couples do. Justin thought that he would have gotten burnt out if he was forced to be mommy’s little boy all the time. 5 minutes later, Amy emerged from the bedroom and nearly made Justin’s jaw drop. Her beautiful blonde hair fell down her shoulder blades and drove all the boys wild. The bottom of her hair landed on the back of her black bikini top which did not leave much to the imagination. Neither did the cutoff jean shorts she looked like she was poured into. Completing the outfit was a pair of yellow sandals that showed off her beautiful feet, complete with yellow toenails to match. “Wow mommy, you look sexy as hell” her little boy said, which kinda seemed a little odd coming out of his mouth. Normally the compliments he gave her were “pretty” or “adorable”, but never sexy. “Thanks sweetie. Now it’s time to get you ready. Let’s go” she announced as she took his hand and guided him into the bedroom. Once they were both in and the door was shut, she wasted no time with taking his shirt off, leaving his hairless chest bare. Even though he was 22, she had decided that he was going to be hairless from head to toe. It was one of the things that she made sure he kept up with in their relationship. Justin, on the other hand, was embarrassed by his lack of body hair. Whenever he would wear shorts, he would get looks from other guys. Having no chest hair is no big deal, but no leg hair made him a little self conscious. Noticing that look in her baby boy’s eyes, she ran her hands up and down his soft body. “Such a smooth baby boy. Mommy loves it when her baby follows her directions” she whispered in his ear as continued to rub her hands all over him. “Now, let’s get those pants and big boy underwear off.” All he could do was stand still as the women he called mommy unbuttoned his shorts and slid them down his legs, making sure to grab his black boxers as well. While he stood in front of Amy, he was so embarrassed he just wanted to melt into the floor. He knew what was coming next. “Can you be mommy’s helper and go get your supplies?” Amy cooed at him, knowing full well he knew what she expected from him. Walking as slowly as possible by shuffling his feet, Justin walked to the closet to get the supplies. Reaching to the top shelf, he grabbed the baby powder as well as a PeekABU diaper with a stuffer inside. Those were mommy’s favorite diapers to see on him and, honestly, he thought they were pretty cute too. Once he brought the items back to her, Amy helped guide her little boy’s bottom onto the extra towel she placed on the floor as a makeshift changing table. “Let’s get you all padded and comfy” she cooed like a mother talking to her toddler. Making sure to use a liberal amount of baby powder, she slowly taped the thick diaper onto her baby. “Oh my goodness, you just look adorable! Yes you do!” Amy used her sappy tone that she knew turned Justin into jelly. “Now, why don’t you go pack your baby bag and go get some clothes to wear to beach...unless you just wanna wear your cute little diaper” she concluded with a smack to his padded butt. As if on auto-pilot, he made his way to the Winnie the Pooh backpack he used as his makeshift diaper bag. On his way there, he noticed that his walk had turned into more of a waddle as the diaper combined with the stuffer was thicker than he was used to. He made quick work on pack a couple extra diapers as well as the powder and wipes into the bag. Justin double checked his bag to made sure he had everything and added two extra diapers just to be safe. If he didn’t have enough diapers, Amy would make him stay in the last diaper until he got home. His mind went back to a car ride 2 months ago when he had to sit in a full diaper for 2 hours because he thought he had enough padding to last the whole trip. Nope, no way that was going to happen again. Once his bag was packed to his satisfaction, he began looking for clothes. After a couple minutes, he decided on a dark blue pair of swim trunks and a white tank top. It was his go to attire when going to the beach. This, however, was going to be the first time he wore a diaper to the beach. He was slightly worried, but he knew mommy would not expose him to any bad situations. They were very discreet around vanilla people with their lifestyle. When they were alone in public, however, all bets were off. “Alright sweetheart, it looks like you got some clothes. Let’s get you all dressed and ready to go swimming!” Amy announced that with an excitement in her voice that would have normally been used by someone who just won a prize on a game show. She couldn’t help it. When she got to be a mommy to her precious little man, her maternal side kicked into high gear. Everything had to be the most exciting thing ever and she made sure to make it seem like that to Justin. The red cheeks returned to Justin when mommy asked him to step into his swim shorts. Once they were pulled up and tied tight, he looked down at his waist and was glad he was going to be wearing a tank top. At least 3 inches of white plastic was poking over the top of his shorts. “Stick your arms up like Superman baby” Amy stuck her arms up to show him just how to do it. She smiled as he mimicked her and she was able to put his shirt on. Once his head poked out of the head hole, she surprised him with a kiss on the cheek. “There’s my little man! Why don’t you grab your Pooh Bear bag and let’s head out” Amy cooed at him with a tushy pat to entice him. In no time flat, Justin had his backpack slung over one shoulder and was at the front door. Slipping both his sandals on his feet, he went through a checklist in his head to make sure he had everything to make the day as fun as he could. “Mommy, we are forgetting…” “The sand toys!” Amy finished his sentence for him. Getting a firm grip on his hand, she walked with him into the garage and put the sand toys in the trunk of the car. “Good memory Justin, you would have had a lot less fun at the beach without those” she told him with a tussle of his short brown hair. “NOW, do we have everything?” the women he called mommy asked, going through the inventory herself. Finding everything they needed, she opened the back door of the sedan and smiled at Justin. “Looks like everything is here, let’s go buddy.” The diaper clad 22 year old hopped in the car, actually pretty excited to be going to have some fun at the beach. Over the last couple weeks, work has been really stressful. Couple that with the normal stresses of paying bills and everything else that comes with being an adult and he was happy he got to let all of that go for the afternoon. Justin looked out the window for a little while, but then got bored. He needed something to do. His mind, as well as his eyes, wandered down to his waist. After he untied the swim trunks, his hands want to exploring the crinkly diaper underneath. While he was a huge fan of his diapers now, they were probably the most nerve wracking part of going to this lifestyle. His first couple times wearing them were about as uncomfortable as it got. The more he wore them, however, the more he got used to them. He loved the safeness and security he got by both mommy putting him in them and just wearing them in general. Plus, when he was playing games, he never had to stop to use the potty and that was awesome! As Amy was driving along, she looked in the rearview mirror and saw her little guy playing with his diapers. “Well well, looks like a certain someone is happy to be in his diapers.” Once he started taking his hands out of his pants, she spoke up again. “It’s ok sweetie, babies love being in diapers and waiting on mommy to change them. Since you are my little baby boy, it’s perfectly natural for you to love your puffy diaper.” While Justin was blushing, he couldn’t help but agree with her. He loved his diapers and, in the short time he has been interested in them, would never want to give them up! After about 20 more minutes of quiet alternative rock from the car radio and crinkles from the back seat, Amy pulled into the parking lot. Both her and Justin noticed that they were the only people there. “Perfect” Amy thought “This should let my little guy be himself and not have to worry about being judged by onlookers.” Mommy hopped out of the car and opened the backdoor to see her little boy smiling back at her. “Let’s get your shorts tied back up” she said as she reached for the swim trunks, making quick work of getting them tied tight. “Thanks mommy” Justin thanks his girlfriend, trying to not let the embarrassment show on his face. While he has been embarrassed about almost every step of their MD/LB journey, Amy was almost the complete opposite. Ever since she could remember, she has wanted kids. Since they are not ready for that step in the relationship, this seemed like a perfect plan B. Unbuckled and out of the car, Justin walked to the trunk where his mommy was waiting. “Alright buddy, how about you take your baby bag and the sand toys while I take the beach bag?” Amy made it seem like a suggestion, while making it a demand. She smiled as she saw Justin grab his Pooh Bear backpack and the huge bag of sand toys. He looked like Santa as he slung the huge bag over his shoulder. Little did he know that the bag was holding his shirt up, exposing some diaper. She had to do her best to hold in an aww as they started the walk down to the beach.

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Chapter 2 As their daddies reminisced about the day all four of them met each other, the girls upstairs were interested in more pressing matters… “Pass the pink please” Amanda asked Jennifer, tossing the yellow colored pencil she was done with into the bins filled with every color under the sun. “Here you go” she reached into the bucket and grabbed the pink in no time flat. “I’m so glad our daddies planned this playdate. I love hanging out and coloring with you” Jennifer told her friend, her face buried in the Little Mermaid coloring book in front of her. She was freehanding a tutu on King Trident. “Me too, it’s so much fun. Plus, on Sundays, daddy is so preoccupied with football. He barely ever plays with me. I don’t even like football!” Amanda said as she started coloring the Genie from Aladdin a beautiful shade of pink. “I have actually grown to like football since I have been dating Steve” Jennifer said, feeling weird calling him by his real name and not just daddy. Ever since they have gotten into a DD/LG relationship, she had called him daddy except for when they were in public. “Plus, when we watch together, we gives me tons of diapers pats. My daddy gives the best butt pats” she stated matter of factly. “I don’t know about that. My daddy’s bottom pats are pretty great. My butt is so small and his hands are so huge, it feels like he is cupping my whole butt. I love it. Pass the green please” Amanda smiled at the change in conversation. She went from talking about how her boyfriend touches her butt to asking for a colored pencil in no time at all. An ageplay playdate in a nutshell. “We need to test this!” Jennifer ran, or waddled, over to her closet. She looked around for a second and then found what she was looking for: a white scientist coat. She quickly put the coat on and grabbed some fake glasses, putting them on as well. She loved her dress up area, her loving daddy kept it stocked so she could be anything she wanted. “The scientific question of which daddy gives better diaper pats is one of the most pressing issues on earth!” “I think your right, Professor Diaperbutt, this needs to be properly tested” Amanda barely got the sentence out before she starting rolling on the floor laughing. “No laughing little girl, this is important!” she tried to use her most imposing voice, but the white padding taped around her waist took all of her authority. “Let me use you as an example” Jennifer skipped over to the girl laying on the floor. She kneeled down next to her and brought out the imposing voice again. “Now, let me demonstrate. When my daddy pats my butt, he does it like this” she put her hand in front of Amanda’s face, bringing all of her fingers together, making almost a paddle with her hand. Jennifer moved her hand onto Amanda’ s bulky bottom and slowly patted her bottom, the slight crinkle filling the room. “Oh, well that is pretty good” she said as she smiled relished the bottom pats. They were one of her favorite parts of wearing diapers. “Now, it’s time for ME to be miss smarty pants” she said, taking the coat and glasses off of her friend in one, swift motion. “Time to learn from Professor Waddles” Jennifer joked as she crossed her legs and sat in front of Amanda, pretending to listen intently. “While your daddy’s method is great, I still think my daddy has him beat. He spreads his fingers, giving a bigger surface area of pats” she said as she brought her own fingers apart. It was almost the exact opposite of Steve’s method. “I think you need to test it out” Jennifer smiled as she laid on her tummy, sticking her padded tushy in the air. It was the AB/DL equivalent of raising your hand in class. “I volunteer Professor” she said in a sing song voice. “Perfect” Amanda sat down next to the (other) diaper clad girl and began patting her butt. “See, it covers so much more area” she said, trying to make bottom pats sound scientific. “That’s pretty good, but I still like my daddy’s better. There is only one way to settle this! We get your daddy to pat my diaper and vice versa” Jennifer announced like she had discovered a breakthrough. “But first...we must finish coloring” she said as she flopped right back in front of her half colored page. “Of course, the most important things come first” Amanda said as she shed the jacket and glasses on the floor. She grabbed the green Jennifer had given her and started coloring Princess Jasmine “It’s awfully quiet up there” Andy said, starting to sound suspicious. “I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing” Steve responded. His little one was always a ball of energy on her own. When Jennifer was with another little, however, her energy ramped up to another level. “I’m not sure either. Until we hear a loud thud, however, let’s just chalk it up to a good thing” he laughed, just glad to be able to hang out with another daddy. While he loved spending tons of time with his little one, Andy definitely needed time to just sit and relax with a caregiver. Being able to talk sports with Steve was one of his favorite things to do. “I think I’m gonna head upstairs and just check on them real quick. Do you want anything while I’m up?” Steve asked as he stood up, making his way upstairs. “No, I think I’m good. Thanks for asking though” Andy responded, turning his attention from Steve to the football pre game show. “And done!” Jennifer announced to her friend as she held up her picture of Ariel and King Trident. “That’s so pretty. I just finished too” Amanda held hers up, showing off the colorful image of Princess Jasmine riding the magic carpet with Genie. Just as the girls were comparing their colorful creations, they heard the door open. They both turned their heads just in time to see Steve stick his head in. “Hi babies, how are you two doing?” he asked, a smile plastered on his face. “We are good daddy. Look, we both just finished coloring” Jennifer said as both her and Amanda showed him their art proudly. “Wow those look amazing! I think I found another piece of art to put on the fridge” he cooed at Jennifer as he walked in and took the colored page in his hands to get a closer look. Looking over at Amanda, he told her “I bet your daddy would love to put that on your fridge too. It looks beautiful!” using the same voice he did with his baby girl. “Thanks daddy, we both tried really hard” Jennifer told Steve, wanting to do anything to make him proud of her. “I’m sure you did” he responded. After he finished looking at the picture in his hands, he looked on the floor and noticed the coat on the floor. “Well, it looks like you two had some fun playing dress up” he smiled. “Oh yeah, me and Amanda have an experiment. Since we both think that our daddy’s diaper pats are the best, we were gonna see if you could give her butt pats and her daddy could give me bottom pats so we could figure out for ourselves” Jennifer rambled, spitting the words out as fast as she could. All Steve could do was smile and shake his head a little. “Wow, you two put a lot of thought into this. I will have to talk to Andy, but I bet we could make that work” he responded. Jennifer and Amanda looked at each other with smiles on their faces. “Yes!” Amanda cheered, knowing her daddy wouldn’t have any issue with it. “For now, though, I just wanted to come up here and see if everything was ok. Since your room is still in one piece, it seems like you are both just having fun. Do you want me to get you anything?” he asked, figuring they would either be hungry or thirsty. “Can you get me a baba daddy? Amanda, do you want a baba too? We have white milk, chocolate milk, and strawberry milk” Jennifer told her friend the menu like a waiter would. “Yeah, milk sounds yummy. Can I have chocolate milk please?” Amanda asked. While her daddy normally let drink from a sippy cup when they were home, she knew that beggars couldn’t be choosers. “Of course you can sweetheart. I will be right back with them” Steve said as he headed out the door, taking the Little Mermaid picture to display proudly on the fridge. He loved it when his little girl did things that were pretty enough to go on the fridge. Once he got into the kitchen, he grabbed a spare magnet and stuck the picture right next to a macaroni art project that spelled out “I love daddy”. He carried his smile from the memory of her giving that to him as he quickly fixed up two bottles. Amanda wanted chocolate and he knew his little one loved strawberry milk. He even grabbed a beer for Andy. Checking his fantasy football lineup, Andy’s attention diverted as Steve held a beer right in front of his face. “I was just grabbing the girls some bottles, so I figured you could use one too” he laughed as Andy took the cool bottle from his hands. “What, I wanted the chocolate milk” he joked as he reached for the bottle in Steve’s other hand. “If you want, I can take that beer and pour it in a bottle for you” Steve laughed as he slowly walked towards the stairs. All he heard from Andy’s vicinity was a laugh. The girls were just exchanging small talk when they say the door open and Steve come in with a bottle in each hand. As fast as the could, both Jennifer and Amanda stood up and took their respective bottle from his hands. “Looks like we have two thirsty princesses on our hands” Steve laughed as he watched the girls immediately pop the bottle nipples into their mouth. Just as he was about to get back to football, a thought clicked in his brain. As Jennifer was nursing the delicious strawberry milk from the oversized baby bottle, he felt her daddy’s hand on her padded crotch. Once she felt him give the padding a squeeze, she couldn’t help but smile. Jennifer loved it when daddy checked her diaper, it made her feel even more like that baby she looked like and was inside. “All dry, good girl” he announced, smiling as he gave her a couple pats on her bulky crotch as a reward. Steve walked over to the Amanda and repeated the process, this time sticking two fingers in the leg cuff. “My my, two dry dipeys. Maybe me and Amanda’s daddy will have to consider potty training” he said as he, after giving Amanda a couple pats, headed out the door and left the girls alone. Once she heard her daddy’s footsteps start to walk downstairs, she took the bottle out of her mouth and gave Amanda a worried look. “Potty training? I don’t wanna give up my diapers” she said with a nervous tone. Amanda gave her friend the same look. “Me neither. They are so comfy. Plus, the potty is no fun. You have to stop whatever you are doing and go potty instead of playing. We need to find a way to stop this thought of potty training!” Amanda sounded like she was trying to rally a group of invisible troops. “This is gonna take all our brain power. You know what that means?” Jennifer grabbed the lab coat and glasses on the floor, pulling them on quickly. “It’s time for Professor Diaperbutt and Professor Waddles to put their heads together!”

Before we get to the story, I would love to give everyone a quick message about my Patreon. Due to the upcoming holiday season, I will be planning on putting more content on my Patreon then normally. For only $10, you will get access to all the stories I write, as well as early access to my ongoing Well, will you? story. Give yourself a little Christmas gift that will last you all year long! Click here to be sent to my Patreon. Without further ado, let's get to the story! _______________________________________________________________________ “Headshot! Take that asshole!” Will screamed into the headset attached to his Playstation controller. Call of Duty always brought out some, let’s say, colorful language from him. Since he only got to play video games for an hour a day, he got pretty serious. If you were to be listening to him when he was in a rather heated match, you would think it was life or death. To Will, however, it pretty much was. Carly, however, was on the opposite end of the spectrum when it came to gaming. She had never placed a game and had no interest whatsoever. Ever since they had started dating three years ago, she had tried to get used to her boyfriend screaming during his daily gaming sessions. It never got any easier. It had been about an hour and a half into the allotted two hours of gaming time Will got each day. Ever since they had started living out their MD/LB relationship, she had put some pretty strict rules on TV time. The swearing was tougher to control. Carly allowed it only while he was gaming. Even then, there was times when she had to head up and tell him to knock it off with the bad words. As she turned the page on her book, she heard her little man scream “Suck it, you dumb mother fucker” and that was the last straw. He was lucky there was so little time left or she would have walked up and pulled the power cord out of the wall. She, however, had a way to calm him down that didn’t take such harsh measures. She put her bookmark in and headed up to Will’s bedroom. “You are the worst at this game. You are terrible!” Will literally screamed into the microphone. The game was down to the last final kills and he was locked in. Just as he picked up his favorite in game shotgun, he felt a hand grab his crotch. Startled, he looked down and saw his mommy’s fingernails running along the plastic backing of his crinkly underwear. He tried to put his attention back to the game, but he saw that he had already died. “Mommy” Will whined, before putting his hand over the mic. “Uh oh, looks like someone just lost. Not only that, but my ‘big boy’ has a soaking wet Pamper” Carly said in a teasing voice with a sly smile to match. “Since you just finished your game, I want you to go back to the main menu so mommy can change her baby’s wet dipey” she continued with the mocking tone, squeezing the soggy padding to make her point. “But mommy” Will said, his hand still covering the microphone “I’m not a baby.” “Oh really, you could have fooled me, Mr. saggy butt. Now, either you can go back to the main menu and tell your friends goodbye or mommy can put that device on her head and narrate the whole diaper change for them” the smile stayed on her face as she gave the threat. Knowing she was not bluffing, he took his hand off the mic and said “bye guys, I gotta go” in a defeated tone. Once everyone had said goodbye to him, he exited back to the main menu. Will was just glad that none of his friends said anything about the mommy comment from a minute ago. He took the headset off and put it to the side as he saw his mommy walking over to the dresser to pick out his next diaper. As he was waiting for his fresh padding, he took a look down at what he was currently wearing. No wonder mommy wanted him to be changed quickly. As he surveyed the swollen padding, he figured that one more drop of pee might have made this thing leak. It was at least twice as thick as it was when dry. When he poked at his soggy crotch, it felt squishy, which wasn’t a bad thing. He kept letting his hands explore the wet diaper wrapped around his waist until Carly noticed what was going on. “No sweetheart, only mommy get to touch your Pampers. Does my little man want mommy to make him feel good in his dipey?” the 24 year old asked. The 23 year old responded with a shy nod and a “yes mommy”. “Ok baby boy, you know what that means” she said as she walked back over to the dresser and grabbed a couple things. Walking back, she laid out everything on the bed: a baby blue pacifier, a teddy bear, and a pair of both mittens and booties. “It’s time for my big boy to be my baby boy” Carly said as she popped the pacifier in Will’s mouth and began putting his hands in the mittens. Will didn’t really have a little age pinned down, but it definitely was not a baby. He hated the baby talk that was thrown his way, the bottle feedings, and just the overall feel of being in baby space. He liked playing video games, watching PG-13 movies (only when mommy was around), and playing with legos. It just so happened that he liked to wear diapers while doing those things. They just felt so damn comfy and helped him relax better than a beer or a bath. Carly, on the other hand, would love to see her little man in baby space a lot more often. She had a very maternal side that she would really like to express more. Yes, she was able to do that by cooking Will lunch or giving him diaper changes, but it just wasn’t the same. She wanted the closeness and intimacy that came with babying her boyfriend. Which leads them both to right now. They had made an agreement that, every time mommy made him happy in his big boy parts, she was able to baby him. It worked out well for both of them. As she finished pulling the booties on her baby boy’s feet, she smiled at his helpless form. There he was, nursing a pacifier with mittens on his hands and booties on his feet, a swollen diaper wrapped around his waist. To add the final piece, she reached to the end of the bed and grabbed his teddy bear. While he didn’t give him a name, she decided for him that he was named “mister cuddles”. Cheesy, she knew, but it was adorable. “Tank ou fo mister cuddles mommy” Will lisped behind his pacifier, trying to play up the baby talk that Carly loved so much. He knew, the better he made her feel, the better she would make him feel. “Of course baby boy, mommy would do anything for you! Yes she would!” she cooed at the diapered man in front of her. If you didn’t see what was happening, you would have sworn it was just a mom talking to her newborn. Carly reached for the bloated diaper and ran her red fingernails against the crinkly plastic. That sound drove Will wild and he even shivered a little bit when it hit his ears. “Now that my baby boy is all comfy and cuddling with his bear, I think it’s time mommy made her baby boy even happier” she used that same syrupy tone as she placed her palm on Will’s padded crotch. “My my, someone made such a soggy Pamper” she smiled at him, her tone switch from syrupy to sexy in an instant. “Show time” Will thought as he started nursing the binky in his mouth. He figured that, if he was going to have the baby items, he would use this. Sweeten the rewards. “I did pee pee in my dipey mommy” he babbled around the bulb in his mouth. Rubbing the squishy padding, she nodded to him and responded “You sure did, mommy is surprised you didn’t leak.” She just kept rubbing the diaper, wanting nothing more then to make her boyfriend happy. “Do you like that baby?” All Will could do was nod and nurse his pacifier. His breathing was becoming a little heavier. He squeezed the bear in his grasp a little tighter, unknowingly. “Mommy loves making her baby boy feel good” Carly said as she sped up the rubbing speed. While she knew he wasn’t a fan of baby talk, this was the only time she was able to do it. She was going to overdo it. “Tell me, what does baby like most about his dipeys?” She actually wanted him to answer a question right now? Mustering as much composure as he could, he answered “Me wike it when mama wubs my dipey when it’s full of pee pees.” This was starting to get Carly hot and bothered now. “Oh, you mean like this?” she asked as she sped up and smiled as Will squirmed even more. She liked watching Will get off as much as she liked getting off herself. If he was wearing mittens and diapers while holding a teddy bear, all the better. Will was close. He had never been good at pacing himself. Even when he thought of baseball or taxes, it never worked. It was one of the main issues when getting into a relationship, but Carly didn’t seem to mind. Don’t misunderstand: he satisfied her in the bedroom as well. It was just that, when Carly was the one in charge, he never lasted long. When she looked down on him, she knew he was close as well. “Is my baby ready to make cummies in his dipey?” she asked, already knowing the answer. “Not yet sweetheart, hold it in for a minute. Mommy will tell you when you can make cummies” she said with a sly smile. What kind of torture was this? He went through every distraction he had, but nothing seemed to work. The diaper clad man had no choice but to just lay as still as his body would allow and concentrate on not finishing. A horrible strategy, but it was his last option. 30 seconds later, he was about to lose the fight. Just in the nic of time, he heard his girlfriend’s beautiful voice say those amazing words. “Ok baby, make cummies for mommy” Once the words left her lips, he started bucking like he was in a bull riding competition. Will bit so hard on the plastic bulb in his mouth that he was surprised he didn’t break it in half. Mister Cuddles was in a vice grip in between the man’s arms. “Good boy, make your Pamper all sticky for mommy” she said as she rubbed her hands on her baby boy’s legs. Once his midsection had calmed down, she gave his padded crotch a couple final pats. “Did that feel good sweetheart?” she asked with a huge smile on her face. Will nodded so much, he was surprised his head didn’t fall off. Every time she touched his big boy parts in his diapers, it was magical. “Tank ou mommy, I wub ou” he mumbled around the shield of the pacifier, trying to catch his breath at the same time. Carly’s heart could have exploded due to cuteness at that moment. “Mommy loves you to baby boy. Now, how about we get this swollen dipey off and get you more comfy?” she started to pull the tapes off without waiting for an answer. Once she had all four tapes ripped off, she gasped. “Hold still baby boy, mommy needs to go grab something. Will just laid there, in bed, nursing a pacifier and cuddling a bear as mommy was coming back to change his wet diaper. If there was a more vulnerable position, he couldn’t think of it. He just sat and thought what his buddies in college would think if they saw him like this. Carly returned in what felt like no time with her hands behind her back. “Guess what mommy has for you baby?” she asked, then revealed a baby bottle full of milk. “Mommy wants you to nurse your baba while she changes your sticky Pamper. Why don’t you put your teddy to the side so you can hold it” she said, handing Will the bottle. Will knew better then to argue. This was baby time for him and, of course, babies drank from bottles. The mittens, however, made this task a little more difficult. He had no chance of holding it one handed, so he had to put both hands around the bottle and nurse the cold milk from the nipple. Satisfied with her baby, Carly got back to changing him. As she pulled down the front of the padding, she proclaimed “My my, someone made tons of pee pees” as she pulled the Pamper out from under him and got to work wiping him. Satisfied that he was clean enough, she grabbed the diaper and stuffer she picked out and placed them under his butt. Will never tried to watch his diaper changes. He would always try to find something else to keep his attention. Sometimes, mommy would even let him play video games while changing him. Today, however, it was the bottle. He just stared at the ceiling and nursed the tasty milk from the bottle as he felt her smooth baby powder all over his diaper area. Taping up his diaper quickly with the skill of a seasoned mommy, she gave him a couple pats on his dry crotch and smiled. Carly was so glad that this was her life and she wouldn’t change it for anything. “Does that baba taste nummy baby?” She asked. Will just nodded back. After he thought about it for a second, he wanted to make his mommy happy for doing something good for him. Turning up his cute factor to 10, he smiled around the nipple and cooed “Me wuv my baba mommy, it super nummy” as he kicked his feet, his dry bottom crinkling for all to hear. THE END

Chapter 6 The issue now was walking. Even without Emily being totally regressed, it was normally tough for her to walk in such thick diapers. Now that she was basically working from mindset of a 18 month old, it was going to be even more difficult. Marcus, however, had an idea to help her stay regressed and possible regress her further. He picked Emily up and sat her on her thickly padded bottom. Marcus then quickly walked to the other side of the room and got on one knee. On his face was the biggest smile he could muster. He even cleared his throat to let out the best daddy voice he could. As he stuck his hands out towards his babyfied girlfriend, he cooed “Walk to daddy baby girl” and used his fingers to motion her to come his way. While it was hard for her to understand what he was saying, two words stood out: walk and daddy. Emily placed her palms flat on the floor and used the to push herself onto her knees. Once she was successfully in crawling position, the diaper clad women pushed further and got onto her feet. Emily felt like she was playing a game of twister. Marcus could barely contain himself as he watched his, normally adult, girlfriend try to balance herself on her feet. As she pushed her bulky tushy into the air, Marcus gave her words of encouragement. “You’re almost there sweetheart. Daddy knows you can do it!” The nice words from her daddy felt like Popeye eating some spinach. Emily’s muscles summoned some strength and dexterity her baby mind could never comprehend. She finally pushed herself to her feet, smiling at the man she loved. With her legs forced apart from the thick padding, she took one uneasy step towards daddy. “Your doing it baby girl! Daddy is so proud of you!” he cooed at his baby. Every 10 seconds, another step came, but he didn’t care. Marcus would wait forever for his princess to waddle into his arms. Emily couldn’t believe it, she was actually doing it! As she brought her right foot down, she felt her body starting to wobble. “No” she thought “I’m making it to daddy” as she stuck both her arms out to steady herself. Satisfied that she was ready to take another step, she swung her left leg around and put it down. This time, however, she didn’t have a say in the matter: she was going down. Emily fell backwards, right back onto her butt. It felt like she was landing on a pillow. Marcus saw the whole thing unfold, including the puffy lip from his baby girl that was normally followed by tears. “Your ok princess. Why don’t you try again? Daddy knows you can make it” he instructed, trying to cheer her on. Thinking about it for a minute, Emily decided to give it one more try. Using the same method she had before, she was on her feet in no time. However, the end result was the same as well. After about 4 steps, she fell back and was thankful her Huggies were so thick of she would have an achy bottom. This time, due to the frustration and the exhaustion, the water works began. Marcus knew that there was no stopping Emily from crying now and hustled to her as she started sobbing. “It’s ok baby girl, daddy knows you tried your hardest! Daddy is so proud of you” he said as he picked her up and placed her on his hip. Using the hand under her bottom to rhythmically pat her padded tushy, he kept cooing into her ear in an attempt to sooth her. She wasn’t even sure why she was crying. Her butt didn’t hurt. Daddy could spank her with a belt and she probably wouldn’t be able to feel it with all of the fluffy padding. All she knew was that she wanted daddy and was happy to be in his arms. Once she was exactly where she wanted to be, she laid her head on his shoulder as the crying stopped. While the crying from his little girl stopped, the bottom pats from Marcus did not. He knew that it made her feel much better and calmed her. “Let’s go make you a chocolate baba and then watch a movie before nite nite time. How does that sound?” Marcus asked to no answer. He didn’t care. He could feel her nursing her pacifier on his shoulder and that was all that mattered. Once they made their way into the kitchen the man she called daddy got to work fixing her a chocolate milk bottle. He was glad he already had a bottle filled in the fridge or this would be a lot more difficult. He grabbed the bottle and put it on the counter. After he grabbed the chocolate sauce, he squeezed a good amount into the skim milk. Screwing the top back on, he shook the Disney princess covered bottle to mix it up. As a daddy, he had become a pro at doing things one handed while his baby girl was on his hip. “Here is your baba, my little peanut” he said as he pulled the paci out of her mouth and handed her the bottle. Once the bottle touched her hands, she immediately pulled her head off of Marcus’ shoulder and started nursing. Chocolate milk was her absolute favorite. In fact, since she was drinking it so fast, some of the overflow was dripping down her chin. “Let’s get you a bib baby” Marcus uttered as he hopped to her highchair and grabbed the bib, quickly getting it around her neck. Once he had it secured, he noticed that the bottle was already a third of the way gone. Just to be safe, he grabbed a second bottle and repeated the process he had just finished. “Looks like that is a nummy baba” Marcus said, not really expecting an answer. Emily nodded furiously and answered around the nipple in her mouth “nummy dada” letting more milk dribble onto her bib. She then stopped everything she was doing. Looking from left to right, her lip got puffy again and she looked at Marcus with the saddest puppy dog eyes you could imagine. “Me wan Cuddles daddy” Emily whines with her babyish lisp. Marcus’ knees went weak. The way she talked to him while in little space was reason number 173937 he loved her with all his heart. “Let’s go get Cuddles, my sweet girl” he said as he walked them back to the nursery and grabbed the bunny off of the changing table. “Here you go baby girl, here’s Cuddles. I want you to hold on to him as tight as you can. Can you do that for me?” Emily nodded so much she looked like a bobblehead. She took her favorite stuffed animal and gave it a bear hug so tight the jaws of life couldn’t get it out. Anytime she left Cuddles anywhere besides right next to her, it felt like a piece of Emily was missing. She has had the bunny ever since she was an actual baby. As Marcus carried his little girl back to the living room, he smiled as he could hear Emily talking to Cuddles. “Me sowwy I forgot ou Cuddles” she babbled as if she was talking to an old friend. “I never forget ou again” she continued to use that adorable lisp as she gave the stuffed bunny a kiss on the top of it’s head. He sat down on the couch and laid his baby girl across his lap. Marcus made sure that her head and neck was comfy and then made sure he could reach her butt for diaper pats throughout. Once he was satisfied with the position they were both in, he grabbed the remote and turned on Netflix. He looked through all the choices and finally found what he was looking for: Hercules. It was a Disney movie they both loved. Once the movie started, Emily smiled when she saw what movie they were watching. When daddy was picking, she was making sure Cuddles was as comfy as she was. After the opening credits ended, her heart fluttered as daddy popped the chocolate baba into her mouth. She loved how he made sure she was happy and comfy at all times. He was the perfect daddy. Halfway through the movie, both bottles were gone and Emily’s eyes were shut. Neither was a surprise to Marcus. She rarely stayed up through an entire movie. Plus, in her regressed state, it must have felt like midnight to her. She didn’t even have a nap today. “Let’s get you all tucked in” Marcus whispered to his sleeping little one as he gently picked her up and carried her to the nursery. Before he placed her in the crib, Marcus undid the bib tied around her neck, leaving her in nothing but her thick Huggies. Before he did anything more, her daddy just stared down at her. His little girl, naked save for a diaper, lay sleeping in a crib just her size. She was the most precious thing ever and Marcus wa lucky to be able to see the side of her she kept hidden from the rest of the world. A huge smile covered his face and he had to hold back a tear. He composed himself long enough to put his little one’s sleeping arm around her stuffy and place the bottle against the bars of her crib. The finishing touch was a light pink blanket Marcus placed over her sleeping form. “Good night baby girl, daddy loves you with all his heart and soul” he said as he kissed her cheek lightly. Before he left her room, he turned on both a Minnie Mouse night light and her baby monitor in case Emily needed anything. As the door to the nursery slowly closed, he blew her a kiss. As he was walking back to the living room, Marcus let out a huge yawn. While it was only 10 PM, it had been a very full day for him as well. He figured he would need to get a full night’s sleep to keep up with his little girl tomorrow. Flipping off the TV, he headed back to his room. Before he laid down, however, he walked over to the closet and pulled out a thick ABDL diaper as well as a stuffer. Marcus had been a diaper lover all of his life. While he loved the diapers, he never really got into the AB side of things. He tried to be little a couple times, even going to a pro mommy once, but it never felt right. After talking to some people in the community, he figured out that he was much more of a daddy then a little. However, having tried his best to find a little one who was ok with a daddy who wore diapers, he decided to separate the two: While he was being daddy, it was a diaper free zone and he would only wear in his spare time. One he changed his rules, he found Emily and his life couldn’t have been better. Lately, however, his diaper loving side had been coming on strong and he wanted to wear more. As Marcus was taping his thick diaper, covered with rocket ships and astronauts, he decided tomorrow was going to be the day he brought his DL daddy side back out. If he couldn’t do it with the woman he loved, who could he do it with? Once he was all snug and comfy, he pulled the covers over his head and smiled. He had a good feeling about tomorrow and couldn’t wait for Emily to see what he had planned.