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Chapter 1: The Ruined Date Created by Eevee Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/fnjOA23VSA Samantha, a brunette with sparkling green eyes and a mischievous smile, had been looking forward to this night for weeks. She had finally managed to snag a date with her long-time crush, and she was determined to make it perfect. Her older brother, Jake with a cocky grin and a penchant for mischief, had other plans. As Samantha was getting ready in her room, meticulously applying her makeup and choosing the perfect outfit, Jake barged in without so much as a knock. "Hey, sis, what's the special occasion?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips. Samantha rolled her eyes, "None of your business, Jake. Now, if you don't mind, I need to finish getting ready." Jake, however, was not so easily deterred. He flopped down on Samantha's bed, making himself comfortable. "Come on, Sam, spill the beans. You never dress up this much for a night out with the girls." Samantha hesitated for a moment before finally relenting. "Fine, I'm going on a date with Mark from my English class." Jake's eyes widened in surprise. "No way! You finally landed a date with Mr. Dreamy? Good for you, sis!" Despite her annoyance at her brother's intrusion, Samantha couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at his words. She had been crushing on Mark for months, and she was thrilled that he had finally asked her out. Jake, however, had other ideas. "Hey, you know what would be hilarious? If I crashed your date!" Samantha's eyes narrowed, "Don't even think about it, Jake. This is important to me, and I don't want you ruining it." Jake feigned innocence, "Who, me? I would never do such a thing." But Samantha knew better. Jake had a history of meddling in her love life, and she wasn't about to let him ruin this for her. She made a mental note to keep a close eye on him tonight. As Samantha finished getting ready and headed downstairs, she heard the sound of laughter coming from the living room. Jake was already there, lounging on the couch with a few of his friends, a beer in hand. Samantha's heart sank. She knew that Jake and his friends were notorious for causing trouble, and she couldn't afford any distractions tonight. She tried to shake off her concerns as she headed out the door, reminding herself that she was a grown woman and could handle whatever her brother threw her way. As Samantha and Mark sat across from each other at the restaurant, Samantha couldn't help but feel nervous. She had been dreaming about this moment for so long, and she didn't want anything to ruin it. Mark, a tall, dark-haired man with piercing blue eyes, seemed equally nervous. He fidgeted with his napkin, occasionally glancing up at Samantha with a shy smile. Samantha tried to focus on the conversation, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. She kept glancing around the restaurant, half-expecting to see Jake and his friends lurking in the shadows. As the night wore on, Samantha began to relax. Mark was charming and funny, and she found herself laughing more than she had in weeks. She was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, this date was going to be perfect after all. And then, Jake appeared. He stumbled into the restaurant, his friends in tow, a drunken grin plastered on his face. Samantha's heart sank as she watched him approach the table. "Hey, sis!" Jake slurred, swaying slightly on his feet. "I didn't know you were here!" Samantha glared at her brother, "Jake, what are you doing here?" Jake feigned innocence, "Just out with the guys, thought we'd grab a bite to eat." Samantha could see the mischief in his eyes, and she knew that he was up to something. She tried to shoo him away, but it was too late. Jake and his friends had already pulled up chairs to the table, and they were making themselves comfortable. Mark looked uncomfortable, and Samantha could see the disappointment in his eyes. She knew that this was it, that her brother had ruined her chances with the man of her dreams. As Jake and his friends regaled the table with crude jokes and stories, Samantha seethed with anger. She couldn't believe that her brother would do this to her, that he would ruin the one thing that meant the most to her. As the night wore on, Samantha's anger grew. She knew that she couldn't let this go, that she had to get revenge on her brother for what he had done. She began to plot, to scheme, to come up with the perfect plan to make Jake pay. And as she watched her brother stumble out of the restaurant, a triumphant smile playing on her lips, she knew that she had finally found it. Jake was going to regret ever crossing his little sister. As the night rolled in, Samantha's mind was buzzing with one thing: payback for her brother's embarrassing antics that ruined her date. With their folks jetting off on a business trip next weekend, she saw her chance to strike. Slouched over her laptop, Samantha plotted her revenge with a mischievous glint in her eye. "If he's gonna act like a baby, then he's gonna be treated like one," she muttered to herself. First up, she needed a way to rope him into her scheme. "He's a sucker for a bet, and let's face it, he's pretty lazy," Samantha noted with a smirk. "A bet's the way to go. Win, and he's my servant for the weekend. Lose, and I'm stuck doing his laundry for a month. Easy." Now, she needed a battleground where she knew she'd come out on top. "Mario Kart," she declared, grinning at the memory of her countless victories over her brother. "He always chokes at the finish line. Perfect." But she knew her brother well enough to expect some pushback. "What if he tries to chicken out?" she pondered. Then it hit her: his precious spring break trip. "Fail a class, and it's bye-bye vacation." With a chuckle, Samantha settled on English—the subject her brother hated most, despite being in the same class as her. "The irony's too good," she laughed. As the pieces fell into place, Samantha's final move was clear: sabotage his study materials. "He won't know what hit him," she grinned, reveling in the sweet anticipation of her brother's downfall. As Samantha pondered her brother's fate for the bet, she turned to Amazon in search of the perfect arsenal to transform him into the ultimate embarrassment. "He's gonna need something real cringy," she thought aloud, scrolling through baby essentials. "Onesie, bottles, formula... Oh, and something to keep him quiet." Her eyes lit up as she stumbled upon the pièce de résistance: a pink and white onesie called Princess's secret princess onesie with "Princess" emblazoned on the butt of the outfit and it even comes with a little skirt. "This'll be gold," she chuckled to herself, selecting a size small for her petite brother. Continuing her search, Samantha marveled at the range of adult-sized baby gear. "They seriously make this stuff for grown-ups?" she marveled, adding a pink princess adult baby bottle and pacifier to her cart. But it was when she discovered the ultimate humiliation—a set of pink princess adult diapers—that Samantha knew her plan was complete. "He's gonna flip when he sees these," she grinned, relishing in the thought of her brother's shock. With a sense of mischief, Samantha added diapers, baby bottles, pacifiers, baby food, formula, bib, changing mat, baby lotion, wipes, and baby powder to her cart. "Might as well go all out," she reasoned, amused by the irony of purchasing baby supplies for her brother. As she placed her order, a sense of anticipation bubbled within Samantha. "Looks like my baby's gonna be a baby girl," she chuckled, eagerly awaiting the arrival of her package on Tuesday to set her plan in motion.

Chapter 4: The Humiliating Aftermath Created by Eevee Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/PbTq2t5Kwt As Cody slept soundly in the stroller, Jessica turned to her friends with a concerned look on her face. "Guys, I think we've taken this too far. We need to send Cody home." Sarah scoffed, "What are you talking about? This is just a harmless prank. He's having fun, aren't you Cody?" Cody stirred in his sleep but didn't wake up. Jessica crossed her arms, "I don't think it's funny anymore. We've been treating him like a baby all day, and I don't think his parents would approve." Emily nodded in agreement, "Yeah, Jess is right. We should take him home." Sarah rolled her eyes, "Fine, but I get to have a little more fun with him first." Jessica sighed, "What do you have in mind?" Sarah grinned wickedly, "I want to make sure he's nice and embarrassed when he gets home." Jessica shook her head, "No, Sarah. That's not cool." Sarah's face turned red with anger, "You're not the boss of me, Jessica! I'm doing this with or without your approval." Jessica looked at Emily for support, but she just shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, guys. Maybe we should just take him home and forget about it." Sarah crossed her arms, "Fine. We'll take him home, but I'm not done with him yet." Jessica sighed and shook her head, but didn't say anything else. As the sun began to set, the girls reluctantly agreed to let Cody go. Jessica woke him up and saw that he was wet and needed a change. She changes him before he goes, Sarah diapers him with 2 diapers then dresses him in a frilly pink dress and forces a pacifier into his mouth. Jessica apologizes for what is about to happen that Sarah wants. Sarah ensures he will be thoroughly embarrassed upon his return home. Cody stumbled out of the treehouse, his clothes disheveled and his dignity shattered. He couldn't believe what had happened to him. He had been so excited to go to the slumber party, but now he just wanted to go home and forget about it all. As he made his way down the street, he could feel the eyes of the other parents and children on him. He felt like a freak, like a sideshow attraction. He quickened his pace, trying to get home as fast as possible. When he finally arrived at his house, he saw Jessica talking to his parents. They looked concerned, but Jessica was smiling and reassuring them that everything was okay. Cody's heart sank. He knew he was in trouble. Jessica turned to him and smiled, "Hey, Cody. How about you head upstairs while I continue distracting your parents? Cody nodded his head. Cody made it upstairs without his parents seeing him. Cody's door opens, and Cody starts panicking about who it is. It's Jessica she hushes Cody before shutting the door and hugging Cody. The end.

Chapter 3: The Humiliating Outing Created by Eevee Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/Qp3J6o5A3o The next morning, Cody woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside. He was still in the crib, wearing the frilly pink dress and diaper from the night before. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the grogginess. Jessica appeared by his side, smiling down at him. "Good morning, my baby girl," she cooed. "Did you sleep well?" Cody blushed, feeling embarrassed by the situation he was in. He nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Jessica reached down and picked him up, cradling him in her arms. "We're going to have a fun day today, Cody," she said. "We're going to take you to the park and show you off to everyone." Cody's heart sank. He didn't want to go to the park dressed like this, but he knew there was no way out. He resigned himself to his fate, letting Jessica carry him out of the treehouse and into the backyard. The girls had set up a makeshift nursery in the yard, complete with a changing table, a high chair, and a playpen. They spent the next hour fussing over Cody, changing his diaper, feeding him baby food, and dressing him in even more humiliating outfits. Cody tried to protest, but his words were muffled by the pacifier in his mouth. He felt like he was losing control like he was being swallowed up by this baby girl persona the girls had created for him. Finally, they were ready to go. They strapped Cody into a stroller, covering him with a pink blanket. He felt like he was being smothered like he couldn't breathe. As they pushed him down the street towards the park, he could feel the stares of the other parents and children. They were all looking at him, whispering and pointing. He felt like a freak, like a sideshow attraction. When they arrived at the park, the girls took him out of the stroller and set him down on a blanket. They took turns playing with him, cooing and fussing over him like he was a real baby. Cody tried to ignore the humiliation, focusing instead on the sensation of the sun on his skin and the sound of the birds in the trees. But it was no use. He couldn't escape the feeling of shame and embarrassment. He was grateful when Jessica took him to the swings, pushing him gently back and forth. He closed his eyes, letting the motion lull him into a state of relaxation. But his peace was short-lived. Sarah and Emily appeared, grinning wickedly. "Time for a diaper change, baby girl," Sarah said. Cody felt a wave of panic wash over him. He didn't want to be changed in public, in front of all these people. But he knew there was no way out. Jessica led him to a secluded area behind some bushes, laying out a changing mat on the ground. She undid his diaper, cleaning him up with a wipe. Cody felt like he was going to die of embarrassment. He could hear the laughter and whispers of the other parents and children, and he knew they were all watching him. When she was finished, she dressed him in a new diaper and a fresh outfit - a pink tutu and a white onesie with a ruffle around the neck. Cody looked down at himself, feeling like a doll, like a plaything. They spent the rest of the afternoon at the park, playing on the swings, the slide, and the sandbox. Cody tried to enjoy himself, but he couldn't shake the feeling of humiliation. He was a boy, not a baby girl. Why was he being treated like this? As the sun began to set, they packed up their things and headed back towards the house. Cody was exhausted, he passed out in the stroller hearing Jessica's voice telling him how cute of a baby girl he was.

Link to the original place of my story: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/7Q3hpigKYn Chapter 2: The Makeshift Nursery As the afternoon wore on, Cody found himself growing increasingly uncomfortable in his diaper. He had never worn one before, and the feeling of wetness against his skin was unfamiliar and embarrassing. He tried to ignore it, but the discomfort only grew worse. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. "Jessica," he whispered, tugging on her sleeve. "I need to be changed." Jessica looked down at him with a mixture of amusement and concern. "Aww, did my baby girl have an accident?" she cooed, scooping him up in her arms. Cody blushed furiously, but he didn't protest as Jessica carried him over to the changing mat. He lay back, closing his eyes as she undid the diaper and cleaned him up with a wipe. He couldn't believe how humiliating this was, but at the same time, he found himself feeling oddly comforted by Jessica's gentle touch. When she was finished, she dressed him in a new diaper and a frilly pink dress. Cody looked down at himself, feeling both embarrassed and oddly pleased. He had never worn a dress before, and he couldn't deny that it made him feel pretty. Jessica smiled at him, her eyes shining with warmth. "You look so beautiful, my baby girl," she said, kissing him on the forehead. Cody blushed, but he couldn't help smiling back. He felt a strange sense of contentment as if he had finally found the nurturing and care he had always craved. The girls spent the rest of the afternoon playing with Cody, treating him like a real baby. They fed him baby food from a jar, burped him, and even rocked him to sleep in a makeshift crib. Cody found himself growing more and more comfortable in his role, even enjoying the attention and affection he was receiving. But as the sun began to set, his stomach started to ache again. He realized with a sinking feeling that he needed to poop. He tried to hold it in, but it was no use. He felt the pressure building, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. "Jessica," he whispered, tugging on her sleeve. "I need to go to the bathroom." Sarah looked at him with a wicked grin. "Oh, no, baby girl. You can't use the bathroom. You have to use your diaper." Cody felt a wave of humiliation wash over him. He couldn't believe they were making him do this again. But he knew there was no way out. He closed his eyes and tried to relax, letting nature take its course. When he was finished, Sarah came over to change him. She was rough and impatient, pulling at his diaper and wiping him down with brusque efficiency. Cody winced at her touch, feeling more humiliated than ever. Cody didn't know what to say. He was torn between his desire to please the girls and his growing sense of unease. He didn't want to be a baby girl, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the pleasure he was getting from being treated like one. As the evening wore on, the girls continued to play with Cody, dressing him up in different outfits and taking pictures of him. Cody found himself growing more and more comfortable in his role, even enjoying the way the girls cooed and fussed over him. But as the night wore on, his stomach started to ache again. He realized with a sinking feeling that he needed to poop again. He tried to hold it in, but it was no use. He felt the pressure building, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. "Jessica," he whispered, tugging on her sleeve. "I need to be changed again." Jessica giggled, but she didn't protest as she carried him over to the changing mat. She undid his diaper and cleaned him up, her touch gentle and soothing. When she was finished, she dressed him in a fresh diaper and a new outfit - a pink onesie with a ruffle around the bottom. Cody looked down at himself, feeling both embarrassed and oddly pleased. He had never worn anything so cute before. As the night wore on, the girls continued to play with Cody, treating him like a real baby. They fed him bottles of milk, sang lullabies to him, and even let him sleep in a real crib. Cody found himself feeling more and more content as if he had finally found the nurturing and care he had always craved. But as the night wore on, he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. He didn't want to be a baby girl, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the pleasure he was getting from being treated like one. He lay in the crib, staring up at the ceiling, feeling confused and conflicted. He didn't know what he wanted, or who he was supposed to be. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help wondering what the next day would bring. Would the girls let him go home, or would they continue to torment him? He didn't know the answer, but he knew one thing for sure - he was in for a long, humiliating night.

Chapter 1: The Slumber Party Invitation Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/dawOkygtnN Cody was a bright-eyed, eager boy with a heart full of kindness. He was always looking for ways to help others and make them happy. His parents often marveled at his selfless nature, which seemed to shine through in everything he did. So, when Cody received an invitation to Emily's birthday slumber party, he was over the moon with excitement. Emily was his neighbor and one of the few friends in the neighborhood who was nice to him. He couldn't wait to spend the night at her house, playing games, eating junk food, and staying up late. As Cody walked up the driveway to Emily's house, he could hear the sound of laughter and music coming from the backyard. He felt a flutter of nerves in his stomach, but he pushed them aside and knocked on the door. Emily's mom answered, smiling warmly as she ushered him inside. "Cody! You made it! Emily will be so happy to see you," she said, leading him through the house and out into the backyard. As Cody stepped outside, he was greeted by the sight of Emily, Sarah, and Jessica, all of whom were wearing matching pajamas and giggling excitedly. They waved him over, and he grinned as he approached them. "Hey, guys! Thanks for inviting me," he said, feeling a rush of happiness at being included. "Of course, Cody! We wouldn't have a party without you," Emily said, hugging him. Sarah and Jessica smiled at him, and he felt a warmth spread through his chest. He had always had a bit of a crush on Sarah, with her short blonde hair and mischievous grin. And Jessica was so sweet and nurturing, always looking out for everyone. "So, what are we going to do tonight?" Cody asked, looking around at the various games and activities set up in the backyard. "Well, we were thinking of playing a game of 'house,'" Emily said, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "But with a twist." Cody's curiosity was piqued. "What kind of twist?" "We thought it would be fun if one of us played the role of the baby," Sarah said, her grin growing wider. Cody's heart skipped a beat. He had always had a secret desire to be babied and cared for, to be the center of attention and affection. But he had never told anyone about it, not even his parents. "I'll do it," he blurted out before he could stop himself. The girls looked at him in surprise, but then they all started giggling. "Okay, Cody. You can be the baby," Emily said, leading him over to a treehouse in the corner of the yard. As they climbed up the ladder, Cody felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. He had no idea what was going to happen, but he trusted the girls and was eager to play along. Once they were inside the treehouse, the girls instructed Cody to take off his clothes and put on a frilly pink onesie. He blushed at the thought of wearing something so feminine, but he didn't want to disappoint the girls. So, he did as he was told, feeling a strange sense of pleasure as the soft fabric brushed against his skin. Next, they diapered him with all the essentials needed, baby powder, lotion, and a changing mat. They even put a pacifier in his mouth to help calm him down. Cody couldn't believe how realistic it all felt, and he found himself getting more and more into the role. The girls cooed over him, telling him what a good baby he was and how cute he looked. Cody basked in the attention, feeling loved and cherished in a way he never had before. But as the afternoon wore on, Cody started to feel uneasy. The girls refused to let him leave the treehouse, insisting that he continue playing the role of the baby. They made him use his diaper, forcing him to pee himself and then proceeded to change him, humiliating him further. Cody's pleas to go home were met with deaf ears as the girls delighted in their power over him. He felt trapped and helpless, unsure of how to escape the situation he had gotten himself into. As the sun began to set, Cody's stomach started to ache. He realized he needed to poop, but the girls refused to let him use the bathroom. Instead, they made him use his diaper, using Sarah to make sure everything went smoothly. Cody was mortified, but he couldn't help feeling a strange sense of pleasure at being treated like a baby. He hated himself for it, but he couldn't deny the way it made him feel. As the night wore on, the girls continued to torment Cody, forcing him to drink from a bottle, watch cartoons meant for infants, and even rock him to sleep in a makeshift crib. Cody's initial excitement had turned to dread as he realized the girls had no intention of letting him go. He lay there in the darkness, his diaper wet and soiled, feeling more alone and vulnerable than he ever had before. He didn't know how he was going to get out of this situation, but he knew one thing for sure: he would never trust those girls again.

New to scene , Tryin to find my mumma or daddy ! im in N.D. USA, about 45 minutes south of fargo and i really wanna find a dominant mumma whos into ABDL with a baby boy, im single no kds no exes no baggage! im 36y.o. but look mid twenties,im told. red hair green eyes, women typicaly tell me my best features are my chest, and piercing green eyes. im a bigger boy , muscular and curvy 6'3'' *240-250******lbs. im bi or pansexual, but if i had a woman who was into anal for me id NEVER cheat. im a non smoker (i vape) and drug free for the most part, except for marijuana and club drugs on certain special occasions like concerts and venues, the pot helps with night terrors which is one of the 2 reasons i wet, the other is my medication i take for schizophrenia, it knocks me the F out. i was wearing depends since i only wet at night, but they wouldnt hold and would leak on my mem. foam mattress, after getting sick of washing bedding i started shopping for other brands and came accross an abdl website where women were changing thier boyfriends and teasing them about it, i thought it was hillarious, had to be embarasing, and hott for some strange reason too! i wanted a mumm all of a sudden, i havnt had a girlfriend pretty much ever because my mother was a feminist and beat it into me that women are to be respected. i think its both cute and sad what these girls into ABDL go through, cute cause thier taking care of thier baby littles, with no judgement, and also because they go into mamma bear mode , and start nesting for thier littles,some even set up whole nurserys in thier house, WTF?! how cool !!! where do i find one of these women? any woman that is willing to change me at age 36 is obviously judgement free, as well as nurturing (hello wifey, need those feet rubbed, and toes sucked? just give your baby the command and watch him execute or risk punishment) but it was also sad to later learn alot of these women were infertile and couldnt have childeren, this was so sad to me but also cool to see these mommies resilience ! but i only wear at night and never have messys (not my future wifes job but im honered youd deal with that shit, literaly!) what was even cooler was to learn alot of these women also sold abdl stuff on the side of thier regular work as a really good hustle! BOSS bitches ahead! lol. since im disabled i can pay my own bills but nobody elses, and when everythings said and done i only have like 100$ left for fun and that usualy goes towards pot. but the good news is i dont have to work, so i could help a mumma sell her stock while shes at work, and where do i sign to become the house slave? that means on days she has off i have all day to rub her back and suck her toes amongst other tasks and punishments she has for me... HOTT!!! i enjoy watching my partner getting off and this is crucial so that i do as well, im into cunninlingus, curious about getting pegged, and my biggest fetish is getting my ass rimmed when im clean and fresh out the shower, i trim myself with a manscape and shave my testes bald as well as my butt its a hygeine thing for me as i never wanna stink for anyone. im usualy clean shaven and dont grow much hair on my butt back or chest, any hair i do have is usualy blonde/strawberry blonde, and just not that visible. as long as we have a 50/50 understanding of dominance in public, butt when we get home im more than happy for you to be the boss 90% of the time cause i love a partner that leads with intimacy so i know what to do next... the other 10% is every now and then when i need to release some T and i go primal on your ass (not literaly, unless you want that ,and still prob no.i like to recieve anal not give) like lift you up and fuck you all around the house while i beat your walls up, eat you out, lick you from tits to taint, untill you squirm, then fuck you some more till you cum puddles for us. hott! also if were doing the ABDL roleplay i would like my mumm to be at least 5 if not 10 years older than me. and as far as the diapers go i love a fresh one put on then fill it with just enough warm water to get it to swell to capacity, then pick a fight with mumm untill she pushes me over with two fingers cause i could barely waddle in it and (to think of walking or running would be impossible,)then she laughs when i fall on my ass with an audible SQUISH! then i fake cry, turn into a brat just for fun to frustrate mumm and earn spankings and discipline from her, (for laughing at you you gave me six weeks in diapers, doubled up sometimes if necessary due to my behavior , and no boy cummies for 3 days, i still however must tend to mumms pussy if she requests it, if she asks twice, im in trouble probobly time out, if she has to ask a third time i might as well waddle away from home since shell probably give me 6 months in diapers, doubled up, and time out is now done in an adult crib (no escape) or restraints to the bed somehow, FUCK, looks like i might be using them during the day for #1 at least if not messys, and mom will be pissed if im covered in pooh!, this (defication) just bought me another 6 months in diapers with no pull-ups for public but instead of my daily jockstraps under my clothes at the mall im now wearing (mumms demands) you guessed it, a bulky loud crinkly diaper, one things for certain i might as well stick my ass with mumm and the diaper BS since talking to other females at the mall would be to embarrasing as they stare at my bulging slightly wet pants ! what makes it even worse is when were in public at JC pennys and mumm requests a diaper check...am i wet ? or is it worse, if im wet its spankings on my bum when she changes me, if its worse then my punishment is once again, another 6 weeks in bulky hot diapers. well att this point one things for certain mumm your baby boi aint goin knowhere without you and at this point his feeble male brain figures out that mumm is the best thing for me , which is what she had been telling me since day one when she first introduced me too you guessed it her DIAPERS ! lol life can be so hard for a little when they dont listen to mumma butt eventualy they learn or at least theyre (mine) cherry red ass does, which is basicaly what mumm told me on day one! i look at mumm with tears in my eyes as i realize im not going anywhere shes in complete control of my life! are you about to cry she asks ,... no i reply , she says if i dont tell her the truth its another 6 weeks in you guessed it DIAPERS! yes mumm i concede, im just so happy to be with you ! you take such good care of your baby boys needs and wants your the best mumm ever! maybe if we cut your bottles off at 8pm ill give you one night of sleeping in a cool pull up instead of doubling your cute butt up in 2 bulky diapers to sleep in when you go to bed at 11 . that is of course if you do what i ask of you the first time i ask it when we get home. understand? yes maam i say, she corrects me maam? am i your mistress or am i your mumm? your my mumm mumm. thats what i thought , because you called me maam no movies or legos when we get home, i need you to wash my back, and rub mumms feet cause mumm has cramps, something youll never know about ... yes mumm. (the conversation continues as mumma does a quick diaper check in the mall entrance as she grabs my ass, three teenage girls behind us point and snicker, i turn beat red in the face as mumma notices and chuckles...) ahh the life of a little aint easy butt niether is toilet training a 36 y.o. man who already knows how to use the bathroom in the first place. if this obsurdity sounds fun to you as a female , then your probobly very close to what im looking for, but you must relize, #1. money is tighter than my butt so dont ask for any even gas, and no i aint selling drugs again. #2 i aint paying for sex, i never have and never will, besides its against my christian religion, (im very old fashioned) and #3 i will not register in a database of ABDLs for you , im probabaly in enough databases as it is from being a federal felon (non-violent/sexual) it was a weopons charge. #4 if your selling designer diapers that go for as much as 25$ a piece, thats what my ass better be in and that pamper should be suede with gold leaf on the fucking carebares faces and butts, and espescially if im helping you distribute, you need to be cash apping me 50$ every so often cause im the one whos schizo remember? not the other way around. if you understand these things and you still wanna be intimate with my pasty ass , now i must ask you are you of age? like not just 18, but within 10 years of mine? and if your doing all this stuff please explain why? before i wonder if your bi-polar yourself...(which is also fine) just be honest and im sure we can vibe like a tickle stick at 54000 RPM. which if you use on me in my diaper, ill use on your vagina and panties if you like. see its all about compromises and settlements, if you do all of this and your still interested in me and you can deal withthe fact i like stuff in my butt sometimes (i have a prostate,women dont ask ******* it) then i will treat you like a true queen and if you can just make me your prince , not a lazy king, ill eventually treat you like the goddess you always have been... anything else anything at all , just ask me, i promise im an open book, i promise i wont waste your time, and i promise im worth it... i just need a woman to motivate me and occasionaly beat the brat outa my ass. i cant think about anything else so for now im signing off. sincerly queens, your loyal boy slave for life, lil boi blue

New to scene , Tryin to find my mumma or daddy ! im in N.D. USA, about 45 minutes south of fargo and i really wanna find a dominant mumma whos into ABDL with a baby boy, im single no kds no exes no baggage! im 36y.o. but look mid twenties,im told. red hair green eyes, women typicaly tell me my best features are my chest, and piercing green eyes. im a bigger boy , muscular and curvy 6'3'' *240-250******lbs. im bi or pansexual, but if i had a woman who was into anal for me id NEVER cheat. im a non smoker (i vape) and drug free for the most part, except for marijuana and club drugs on certain special occasions like concerts and venues, the pot helps with night terrors which is one of the 2 reasons i wet, the other is my medication i take for schizophrenia, it knocks me the F out. i was wearing depends since i only wet at night, but they wouldnt hold and would leak on my mem. foam mattress, after getting sick of washing bedding i started shopping for other brands and came accross an abdl website where women were changing thier boyfriends and teasing them about it, i thought it was hillarious, had to be embarasing, and hott for some strange reason too! i wanted a mumm all of a sudden, i havnt had a girlfriend pretty much ever because my mother was a feminist and beat it into me that women are to be respected. i think its both cute and sad what these girls into ABDL go through, cute cause thier taking care of thier baby littles, with no judgement, and also because they go into mamma bear mode , and start nesting for thier littles,some even set up whole nurserys in thier house, WTF?! how cool !!! where do i find one of these women? any woman that is willing to change me at age 36 is obviously judgement free, as well as nurturing (hello wifey, need those feet rubbed, and toes sucked? just give your baby the command and watch him execute or risk punishment) but it was also sad to later learn alot of these women were infertile and couldnt have childeren, this was so sad to me but also cool to see these mommies resilience ! but i only wear at night and never have messys (not my future wifes job but im honered youd deal with that shit, literaly!) what was even cooler was to learn alot of these women also sold abdl stuff on the side of thier regular work as a really good hustle! BOSS bitches ahead! lol. since im disabled i can pay my own bills but nobody elses, and when everythings said and done i only have like 100$ left for fun and that usualy goes towards pot. but the good news is i dont have to work, so i could help a mumma sell her stock while shes at work, and where do i sign to become the house slave? that means on days she has off i have all day to rub her back and suck her toes amongst other tasks and punishments she has for me... HOTT!!! i enjoy watching my partner getting off and this is crucial so that i do as well, im into cunninlingus, curious about getting pegged, and my biggest fetish is getting my ass rimmed when im clean and fresh out the shower, i trim myself with a manscape and shave my testes bald as well as my butt its a hygeine thing for me as i never wanna stink for anyone. im usualy clean shaven and dont grow much hair on my butt back or chest, any hair i do have is usualy blonde/strawberry blonde, and just not that visible. as long as we have a 50/50 understanding of dominance in public, butt when we get home im more than happy for you to be the boss 90% of the time cause i love a partner that leads with intimacy so i know what to do next... the other 10% is every now and then when i need to release some T and i go primal on your ass (not literaly, unless you want that ,and still prob no.i like to recieve anal not give) like lift you up and fuck you all around the house while i beat your walls up, eat you out, lick you from tits to taint, untill you squirm, then fuck you some more till you cum puddles for us. hott! also if were doing the ABDL roleplay i would like my mumm to be at least 5 if not 10 years older than me. and as far as the diapers go i love a fresh one put on then fill it with just enough warm water to get it to swell to capacity, then pick a fight with mumm untill she pushes me over with two fingers cause i could barely waddle in it and (to think of walking or running would be impossible,)then she laughs when i fall on my ass with an audible SQUISH! then i fake cry, turn into a brat just for fun to frustrate mumm and earn spankings and discipline from her, (for laughing at you you gave me six weeks in diapers, doubled up sometimes if necessary due to my behavior , and no boy cummies for 3 days, i still however must tend to mumms pussy if she requests it, if she asks twice, im in trouble probobly time out, if she has to ask a third time i might as well waddle away from home since shell probably give me 6 months in diapers, doubled up, and time out is now done in an adult crib (no escape) or restraints to the bed somehow, FUCK, looks like i might be using them during the day for #1 at least if not messys, and mom will be pissed if im covered in pooh!, this (defication) just bought me another 6 months in diapers with no pull-ups for public but instead of my daily jockstraps under my clothes at the mall im now wearing (mumms demands) you guessed it, a bulky loud crinkly diaper, one things for certain i might as well stick my ass with mumm and the diaper BS since talking to other females at the mall would be to embarrasing as they stare at my bulging slightly wet pants ! what makes it even worse is when were in public at JC pennys and mumm requests a diaper check...am i wet ? or is it worse, if im wet its spankings on my bum when she changes me, if its worse then my punishment is once again, another 6 weeks in bulky hot diapers. well att this point one things for certain mumm your baby boi aint goin knowhere without you and at this point his feeble male brain figures out that mumm is the best thing for me , which is what she had been telling me since day one when she first introduced me too you guessed it her DIAPERS ! lol life can be so hard for a little when they dont listen to mumma butt eventualy they learn or at least theyre (mine) cherry red ass does, which is basicaly what mumm told me on day one! i look at mumm with tears in my eyes as i realize im not going anywhere shes in complete control of my life! are you about to cry she asks ,... no i reply , she says if i dont tell her the truth its another 6 weeks in you guessed it DIAPERS! yes mumm i concede, im just so happy to be with you ! you take such good care of your baby boys needs and wants your the best mumm ever! maybe if we cut your bottles off at 8pm ill give you one night of sleeping in a cool pull up instead of doubling your cute butt up in 2 bulky diapers to sleep in when you go to bed at 11 . that is of course if you do what i ask of you the first time i ask it when we get home. understand? yes maam i say, she corrects me maam? am i your mistress or am i your mumm? your my mumm mumm. thats what i thought , because you called me maam no movies or legos when we get home, i need you to wash my back, and rub mumms feet cause mumm has cramps, something youll never know about ... yes mumm. (the conversation continues as mumma does a quick diaper check in the mall entrance as she grabs my ass, three teenage girls behind us point and snicker, i turn beat red in the face as mumma notices and chuckles...) ahh the life of a little aint easy butt niether is toilet training a 36 y.o. man who already knows how to use the bathroom in the first place. if this obsurdity sounds fun to you as a female , then your probobly very close to what im looking for, but you must relize, #1. money is tighter than my butt so dont ask for any even gas, and no i aint selling drugs again. #2 i aint paying for sex, i never have and never will, besides its against my christian religion, (im very old fashioned) and #3 i will not register in a database of ABDLs for you , im probabaly in enough databases as it is from being a federal felon (non-violent/sexual) it was a weopons charge. #4 if your selling designer diapers that go for as much as 25$ a piece, thats what my ass better be in and that pamper should be suede with gold leaf on the fucking carebares faces and butts, and espescially if im helping you distribute, you need to be cash apping me 50$ every so often cause im the one whos schizo remember? not the other way around. if you understand these things and you still wanna be intimate with my pasty ass , now i must ask you are you of age? like not just 18, but within 10 years of mine? and if your doing all this stuff please explain why? before i wonder if your bi-polar yourself...(which is also fine) just be honest and im sure we can vibe like a tickle stick at 54000 RPM. which if you use on me in my diaper, ill use on your vagina and panties if you like. see its all about compromises and settlements, if you do all of this and your still interested in me and you can deal withthe fact i like stuff in my butt sometimes (i have a prostate,women dont ask ******* it) then i will treat you like a true queen and if you can just make me your prince , not a lazy king, ill eventually treat you like the goddess you always have been... anything else anything at all , just ask me, i promise im an open book, i promise i wont waste your time, and i promise im worth it... i just need a woman to motivate me and occasionaly beat the brat outa my ass. i cant think about anything else so for now im signing off. sincerly queens, your loyal boy slave for life, lil boi blue