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This ABDL series will depict Azula engaging in sexual acts with various other characters. While these are characters from Avatar: The Last Airbender, this story is set over a decade into the show's future and all characters depicted are adults. This is a trilogy of one-shots, they will be posted in order though all can be read as standalone. Additional tags and Content Warnings will be listed per story where applicable. Payback Where Mai adds a new layer to humiliating Azula. F/f, mdlg, lesdom, BDSM, Dom/Sub powerdynamics, Spanking, Wetting ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ ♡ ~~ Looking at the sight below her, Mai had never been so glad she'd taken up woodworking. It began as just another way to put her knives to good use. Killing didn't quite belong in peace time. Sure, for a while it paid well to keep cumbersome dissidents in check. First at court to remind its members that they were part of a regular council now that martial law had been lifted and later, when she'd broken off with Zuko for the last time and she began travelling to find herself in the (former) colonies. The latter had been quite the peculiar experience. Many of the colonials simply never left. Using their vast wealth to hire mercenaries that strong armed the locals into compliance. Ruling the area as if the war never stopped. Apparently they'd become quite the sticking point in negotiations between the Fire Nation and the Earth Kingdom. To the point that once word got out she'd been in the area she'd been discreetly approached to bring them to reason. Which Mai of course took as an invitation to be as brazen as she liked. It wasn't even a bad approach. There was little need for subtlety outside of Caldera. The colonials especially were even more fanatical in their belief of the supremacy of fire and that they ought to continue the war despite the Fire Nation already having been defeated at the height of its power and, more puzzlingly, their own apparent mixed ancestry. When she shared her findings with the capital Zuko came to believe they must fear treatment in the Fire Nation and redoubled his efforts to improve the standing of those not from the main islands. Mai, for her part, cared little for the origins of such delusions. Just like her targets cared little for the Fire Lord's decree to cease the war effort. Did not comprehend his new preachings of peace. Luckily, however, violence was a language they did understand. Thus the lot of them became much more compliant at the point of a knife often returning with less than half of what they could have had, had they went while the going was good. The remaining radicals were trivial to deal with. A few she dealt with herself, but most were usually so reviled by the locals many of them would pay to do the deed. It was quite satisfying for only a little sabotage to make the house of cards fall. Eventually though the thrill of it wore off and it just became tedious. Remaining holdouts wore thin and frankly knife-point diplomacy didn't fit into Zuko's new way of doing things. So after a few years Mai retreated to her family's old estate on Whale Tail Island from before her ancestors moved to court. Making use of the generous compensation she got. Officially for her services as a dignitary. (Serving as the Fire Lord’s informal knife under the table came with many favours, including letting her father retire quietly instead of landing in jail.) As well as her usual monthly stipend. The choice had been daunting at first. Mai was doubtful the quiet life would agree with her, but Ty Lee's promise to join her, formally as her guard, pushed her through. Even so, sitting still did not agree with Mai and after a while the boredom did start to get to her. Thus her new girlfriend suggested Mai try the hobby. She'd taken to it fairly well and soon after she turned to more… phallic shapes. Initially just as a sort of quiet rebellion. Mai never tired of sticking it to the proprietary that had chained her down for so long and adorning her ancestral home with such vulgar items fit perfectly into that. Even if their form had been perhaps a bit too familiar… Regardless, it didn't take long for them to be added to the bedroom, as Mai quickly learned to wax them thoroughly and not to be shy to use plenty of oils as well. Not that Ty Lee had left her lacking, but Mai liked having a wide range of options and the thrill of reintroducing an element she previously thought she had to give up was irresistible. A few months later word got out Azula had recovered. A letter from Zuko explaining the situation arrived a few days later. Mai hadn't been sure how she felt about the news, the way Zuko explained the situation was troubling. Still it was as good a reason as any to leave the mansion for a bit. She had been due to peek inside the caldera for a while now anyways. She offered Azula to stay with on a whim. Hadn't even consulted with Ty Lee about it, but Mai just couldn't help it when she saw the lilt in Azula's eyes. Mai could tell the princess wasn't faring well at court and couldn't help but recall her own struggle of feeling constrained there. Azula had been making a valiant attempt at convincing Mai she was fine, but Mai wasn't swayed. When they were young the three of them would always wore masks: Mai’s was an increasingly monotone aloofness, while Ty Lee became a master of deflections and lean into the ditzy persona people dismissed her as, but the princess utilized both a perfect poker face that could shift into any shape she desired and combined it with a tongue sharp enough to make cities fall. But what Mai had seen in front of her wasn't that. It was a face full of cracks and instead if the perfect princess reborn she saw her younger self from when she was so, so afraid. Azula had gone quiet, saying she'll think about it. Her tone was reserved, but that she hadn't rejected the offer out of hand was telling. Mai had time anyways: she and Ty Lee were staying in the capital for a few more weeks. Mai would need it to, to formally get her significant other on board and to properly apologize for not asking first. Not that Mai expected Ty Lee would have any objections, but it was the principle of the thing. Like Mai expected, Ty Lee was immediately ecstatic and, at the end of their stay, Azula took them up on their offer. Once Azula joined their household, at first ‘only for a little while’, it didn’t take long for memories to resurface of the three of them ‘just practicing for the boys’ that suddenly seemed a lot more important than some inconsequential fooling around. Quickly it appeared Mai was far from alone with such thoughts and so Azula joined their bed and it was there Mai realized something most unexpected about her old friend. She craved humiliation. It was innocuous at first: just a little whining whenever just got teased, but soon Mai realized Azula would always give that response. Naturally this prompted Mai to start upping the ante which would promptly be rewarded. Eventually Azula's humiliation took on a life of its own. At first Mai wondered why such a natural leader like Azula would take to such a submissive role, but apparently it was fueled by her guilt over past actions. A little overblown in Mai's opinion, especially since her and Ty Lee were some of the last people to be able to judge the princess for it, not that the stubborn girl could be convinced otherwise, Mai’s not one to look a gifted ostrich-horse in the mouth though, especially on occasions like these where she has the princess all to herself, allowing Mai to get a bit more experimental . For the current case Mai has to thank Kiyi's recent visit. As Azula still viscerally struggles to have an amicable relationship with her half-sister, which, after the former left, lead Mai to joke that perhaps Azula did not take well to no longer being the youngest. Needless to say, the response had been~ inspiring. “Please punish me mommy,” Azula begs, flinging Mai’s consciousness back to the moment. “I’ve been a bad girl.” The princess continues and the pathetic display is almost enough to make Mai feel guilty for not paying attention, but then: one could hardly blame themselves for being out of it when witnessing such a sight. The crown princess of the Nation tantalizingly tied up and a most undignified garment swaddling her hips. Mai couldn’t think of anything more mesmerizing. But she isn’t sharing any of that. “Oh dear,” she mock-gasps instead, “have you now?” The whine Azula gives in response is something Mai’s dead-certain she would have killed for. “You’re doing it on purpose aren’t you. You love the way I treat you.” “I do mommy,” Azula readily admits, having learned by now denying it will get her nowhere, “please, I deserve it.” Mai pulls on Azula’s collar. Letting the princess’ face stop just short of her own. Not pretending not to relish the fear creeping into her friend’s eyes Mai smirks. “That you do.” Then Mai releases Azula again, ignoring her friend’s dismay as she does. They’ve fooled around long enough. It’s time to begin the real play. Mai goes to sit down, one leg over the other. Azula lets out a yelp as Mai pulls the princess over her lap. I the girl’s princess parts just so happen to end up resting on Mai’s knee then surely that’s just a happy accident. Mai rests one hand on Azula’s lower back, ready to hold to princess in place once she’ll start to sputter, but for now keeping it to a simple caress, and fondles Azula’s ample thighs with her other hand. “Why won’t you be a good girl for mommy and tell me everything you did wrong today yourself huh?” Mai asks, too lazy to come up with something herself. “Me? I uh, yes mommy. Well, I woke up in a wet nappy— *SMACK* Mai slaps Azula’s thigh mid-sentence, leaving a delicious red mark. “Go on.” Mai says, as if nothing is amiss. “You can continue while I punish you. It’s faster this way. Just make sure to thank mommy. Remember: this hurts mommy more than it hurts you.” Mai lies. “Yes mommy, I’m sorry mommy and thank you.” Azula brabbles. Mai slaps Azula’s thigh again, harder than last time. “Thank you who?” Mai asks, patting Azula’s red thigh. “Mommy!” Azula cries, “I mean… thank you mommy.” “Very good. Continue.” “Yes mommy. I, uh, didn’t tell you good morning when I saw you downstairs.” Mai slaps Azula’s thighs again and this time Azula reacts exactly like how Mai made up just now. While Mai enjoys grabbing a handful and leaving a mark on her favourite (and only) plaything, it doesn’t take long for her to tune out Azula’s brabble as the princess rattles off every inane misstep or perceived slight of the day. That is, until Mai notices Azula go noticeably silent aside from her obligatory “thank you mommy”’s. “Hm?” Mai questions. “I said that’s everything mommy.” Azula mutters, “I can’t think of anything else for today. I’m sorry.” “Is that so? Well, no matter, you’re still due plenty of punishment from before don’t you think?” “Y-yes mommy.” “Very good. You see mommy used to punish a lot of bad people. Do you know what mommy used to do with them?” Azula gulps. “N-no mommy.” “Well, mommy used to pretend they were you and treat them accordingly.” “O-oh.” “Yes ‘Oh’. Now princess, mommy’s been thinking: she has had plenty of plenty of practice by now. Perhaps it’s time you finally get what you deserve, don’t you think?” “Y-yes mommy.” “Good, because these spankings clearly aren’t enough for someone like you.” Mai remarks, her voice cold as steel as she flicks a knife into her hands. Azula’s eyes go wide. Mai smirks as she swings — “Mai wait!” — and cuts the rope. Mai chuckles. That never got old. It’s also what finally got Azula to start bawling her eyes out. Good. Mai thinks as she takes Azula into her arms. Poor girl had clearly been needing a good cry all day. Too bad about the rope though. It was pretty expensive, but the look on Azula’s face? Priceless. And really, in those days Mai had wanted revenge, but this, this is just so much better. Stealthily copping a feel Mai quickly notices the princess’ padding is soaked, in more ways than one. But could it handle more? Only one way to find out. “Azula.” Mai asks once the princess has calmed down. “Yes?” “Piss yourself.” “What?” Mai tsks, pretending Azula’s lost expression didn’t make her cold heart melt. “There’s no point in changing your diaper if you’re just going to immediately wet your next one. You think I didn’t notice you doing the same just before? You might as well finish up and do it now.” Obligingly and without any further protest, Azula does exactly that. The muffled hiss from her diaper is soon followed up by Azula actually leaking a little, but no matter. Mai can just have her clean that up when they’re done. For now, Mai ignores Azula’s pathetic cries and leads her to the mat so Mai can change her. Despite the smell, once she has opened the cloth swaddling her princesses’ hips, Mai can’t help but play with the ‘toy‘ stuffing Azula’s pussy, or ‘princess parts’. Whatever Ty Lee’s calling them this week. The hole Mai’s fucking with the dildo she made herself. Not too hard, Azula must be quite ginger after having it inside of her all day, just enough to almost let the princess have climax she’s been begging for. The sheen her polished craftwork gives off once Mai takes it out is almost tempting enough for Mai to lick it clean, should such a thing not have been absolutely disgusting. Perhaps sometime Azula might enjoy a taste of her own filth though. Instead, Mai puts the dildo aside and turns her attention the to the other toy Azula’s has been playing with. Grabbing Azula by the ankles, first pulling them up and then pushing them to Azula’s face, Mai is reunited with her latest creation stuffed in Azula’s behind like some kind of depraved pearl. As to be expected, Mai’s craftmanship looks to be a great success. Her only regret is not giving the toy some kind of flourish, an eye perhaps. She had already decided to be less conservative for the size on the next one, in any case. Refocusing her attention Mai quickly commands Azula to keep her legs in place. Her hands free, Mai wastes little time and sets to work coaxing out Azula’s plug and finally letting the princess receive her reward. Mai only needs to let her fingers work their magic for a little bit before Azula’s moans return to make music for Mai’s ears. It’s obvious the princess is close. Truthfully Mai can only partially take credit. She has kept Azula needy like this since forever. Mai predicts her princess will release any second now and just as Mai finally removes the plug, Azula comes, letting out a groan that feels like it reverberates through the entire building. Mai doesn’t care if anyone overheard. She has never felt so smug. She should really be getting a medal for this type of thing. Her handiwork is clearly the work of the spirits. Instead, she has a plug with a putrid smell, so Mai quickly sets it aside next to her other craftmanship. Once Azula’s done riding out her orgasm Mai goes to clean her princess in earnest. When Mai finishes changing Azula she finds her impossibly, utterly and completely tuckered out. Mai can’t even bring herself to be mad about it, despite the princess doing so while not even having cleaned up her own mess. Maybe Mai will get the maids to handle it, they had to be getting suspicious by now anyway. Still, it would be nice to avoid something like this in the future. Guess that just means her princess will need bigger diapers from now on.

The fantasy traveling craft flashed into reality, in front of the circus. Captin PrickleyPants and Momma SplishSplash exited the craft cautiously. The thick cloud of weed smoke burned the eyes. Momma SplishSplash and Captin PrickleyPants quickly began to follow the smell of the sweat leaf until they stumbled upon a crying clown. Momma SplishSplash said, “Howdy I’m Momma SplishSplash and this is Captin PrickleyPants”. (The sad clown said) “My name is Peepers the Clown”. Momma SplishSplash said, “Hey don’t bogart the whole doobie”!Peepers the Clown laughed (like two friendly car beeps) and stepped forward to pass the devils lettuce to Captin PrickleyPants. SplishSplash, PrickleyPants and Peepers kept the ceremonial rotation going. Just then, the alarm from the transponder erupted. Wee, wee, wee, wee… PrickleyPants yelled, Fuck we gotta get out of here”! SplishSplash yelled, “Peepers let’s go”! As she grabbed his arm and ran to the craft. Upon entry to the craft, they noticed the key panel lights were nearly all out and the only lights that were on read, (caretaker and caregiver) which were backlight by red and green LED’s respectively. Captin PrickleyPants yelled, “I don’t wanna take anything”! (Yelling over the alarm). Momma SplishSplash yelled, Im’a giver”! Peepers the Clown yelled, “What”? (With the blunt held between his teeth, as he laughed like two friendly car horn beeps). As PrickleyPants engaged the caregiver key panel. Within seconds, the fantasy traveling craft flashed into existence. I was on the floor watching the movie, Weird Science with Iza, (the sitter) she was on the couch behind me. She had her foot on my pamper butt and would lightly tap and slide her foot back and forth. During the entire movie, I would glance back and notice her legs would spread wide and close tightly squishing her diaper, while teasing me with her footsie movements. After the movie ended and Muppet Babies was playing, Iza said she needed to use the bathroom. She got up and went to her master bedroom, which has a bathroom attached. I thought to myself, why would she need to go? We haven’t drank anything the entire movie. When she got back to sit on the couch, I noticed she was wearing a different diaper. So I got up and went to her room to “use the bathroom” too. I noticed the trash can and saw that she had put her diaper in. I grabbed it out and it didn’t feel wet. I opened it up and it was wet but not much pee. I touched it and it felt slick. I gave it a sniff and started getting a sweet musky scent that drove me bonkers. My heart started racing and throbbing started between my legs, against my pamper. I started hummping and thrusting my hips. My pre cum covered cock in my diaper was sliding back and forth. The smell of her cream in the diaper was amazing. I started to taste it when all of the sudden the door swings open. Iza is standing there, staring at me with open mouth. She slowly closed her mouth took a deep breath and said “come with me, you’re in big trouble little boy”. She took my arm and guided me to the bed. Iza said, “now lay down on the bed, butt in the air on your stomach”. She took her slightly used diaper out of my hand and said, “did you like that”? Iza then placed the inside out diaper under her nose and over her mouth. She inhaled the sex and said, “now that’s a good one huh”? She said, “you know I have to punish you now, right”? I was so red from arousal and shame, I couldn’t even talk. Just shake my head yes and no. Iza then flattened the moist, damp, cum filled diaper and placed it under my face on the bed. She said, “you like that”? “You want more”? She reached her hand out as she whispered seductively in my ear. Iza started rubbing my diaper butt, moving in a circular motion while putting pressure on my swollen cock. I had peed a bit earlier and it was tight, warm, soft and slippery from the oozing pre cum seeping out the top. Iza then started spanking me which caused me to start humping. She rolled me back over, onto my back and ran her hand up and down the warm bulge of the outside of my diaper. She placed the diaper on top of my face and asked, “how do I taste, does that taste good, you love the smell of my sopping wet pussy juice, you want more”? She then pulled one of her breasts out of her robe and lifted me to her nipple. I started sucking and rolling my tongue over her tit, as it swelled and hardened in my mouth. Her hand on the front of my diaper started caressing faster. She said, you gonna cum for me, you wanna cum, yeah you do, what a big, big boy”. She then straddled me on her knees and asked if I wanted to see a secret, but that I can’t tell anyone. I shook my diaper smothered face, yes. Iza began to slowly and carefully undo the tape of the new diaper she had on and with one hand between her legs, lowered the dipper slightly to expose a purple dildo sliding in and out. She quickly taped up, as I had blown my cream all inside my diaper all the way to the top of my chest. Iza just giggled and yelled for her daughter, Olma to grab a pink diaper and bring it to her. Olma opened the door and handed the girl diaper to Iza. Olma just let out a laugh, (like two friendly car horn beeps) because I had to wear a pink girls diaper the rest of the visit. “the end”

I remember mine pretty vividly. I was 17 and at boarding school, and it wasn't super long after I came out to my best friend. I'd done quite some thinking and decided that I was going to get some diapers. During an off-campus trip, I picked out a pack of disposables at Target, did self checkout, then tried my best to hide them on the way back. When I first put one on, the feeling was strange. I just felt so right. At the time, it was my first time wearing a diaper in 15 years. But it didn't feel like it, it felt like I'd never been out of them. I loved it, it just felt so secure and comforting. It's been a journey ever since. What about you guys?

Really just looking for ABDL friends near me. Tired of being the only one who wears and enjoys the comfort of diapers. Plus it’d be nice to have someone to share stories with. ☺️

Feel free to not answer if you aren't comfortable. I post this because I'd like to see if there's a correlation between being AB/DL and childhood abuse. I myself was emotionally abused by my stepfather, and also dealt with an alcoholic mother. I don't think it's a direct cause in my case, but it definitely had influence on it. Without the abuse and alcoholism, I may have lacked the desire to recreate a better childhood.

Hello all, New to the whole AB/DL lifestyle. Haven't had any real life experience yet. Kinda nervous.Would like to chat or meet with interesting like minded people and have a bit of fun.

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I'm an ab/dl straight male living in central tx. I am on Twitter, and fetlife mostly. Figured I would start an account on here as well. Feel free to follow, or friend me.

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ive been thinking lately on how hard it is to find someone in this community for me. Somone that doesn't live so far away, somone who share my intrests and respects my limits. So ive thought to look firstly for a boyfriend at first. Then ive thought, i really ont want to just hide my furry/baby side, its a part of who i am. So the though and question is, has anyone successfully turned their loved one, who was not into this thing, into what they wanted, baby, moomy, daddy or whatever? is it possible? how?

I've noticed in the last couple years the AB/DL community as a whole has grown by leaps and bounds. Until recently, we had just a few options for AB/DL specific diapers. I remember first Bambino, ABU brands if we wanted something besides adult cloth or disposable diapers. Now it seems there's so many new AB/DL brands available with really cute prints and colors. i cannot seem to keep up with them all. I see the AB/DL community broken down like this... Old timers (like me) that have loved diapers since childhood. I remember when the internet only had Diaper Pail Friends and a few smaller groups & sites. Before that, I though I was the only "weirdo" in the world to have diaper desires. I'm still weird BTW, just not in a bad way.

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ab/dl near tulsa oklahoma looking to meet others like myself

Following on from a few posts in Bucks, MK and London Groups..... Looking to hold a Meetup on the 24th Jan at the White Hart (Wetherspoons) in Aylesbury. All welcome, it is a Vanilla Pub, so if you are going to wear, please bear this in mind and do so discreetly. The White Hart is quite spacious and offers food and drink, with a large amount of parking nearby as well as good transport links via rail and Buses. Im quite open to what time people want to do/are available for..... shall we say 3pm? that way if people want to go on somewhere else they can etc. comments, questions and attendance below please (Cross-posted to Fet-Life) B