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  1. Greetings to all, I just want to play with another diaper lover or AB. I wear disposables with plastic pants, love all aspects of diaper wearing, changing, cuddling, checking, patting. I respect all boundrys, just want to be with another in diapers. Will gladly be daddy so long as I can wear my diapers while changing yours. Would love to hear from you. [email protected] "kevin"
  2. Hi everyone, I'm a little nervous about joining the site as I've been a closet ABDL for some time now. That said, its nice to be here and I hope I'll see you around the forums.
  3. There was a great flash like lightening, and heat filled the room. He felt himself burning and woke in panic, not understanding what was going on. All around him was piercing noise, sirens slowly twisting into screams. His breath was cut off. In the noise he wasn’t sure if his calls for help were going unanswered or simply never left his mouth. He was in the air, moving without will as he was crushed against a mass of rough brown cloth. Screams still followed, distant and barely audible under a moaning, lurching sound, but piercing into his ears and his mind none the less, and going answered. He was outside. He felt the ground under his body. The cold air cut into him after the intense heat and he fell shuddering. The screaming continued, but morphed into a moaning, crashing sound, and stopped. Noise filled the gap. People were crying. Sirens wailed. The screaming remained inside him, echoing in his mind, and mixing with the ice cold wind. Something wrapped around him and he was warm again, and he hoped to never feel that cold again. He was in another place. The cold was gone, but the screaming remained. It was a different sort, a deeper, thicker, rougher shout, but still there, and he shuddered. Steven awoke in a cold sweat. The alarm was going off, screeching for his attention. He hit the button. He would have to get that sound changed.He got undressed and headed into the shower. He turned on the nozzle, and the heat came with a loud hiss… Burning, screaming… He shook his head and removed the thoughts. He blanked them out, turning his mind to other things. He had to get up. He had to get dressed. He had his job to do and a random nightmare was no excuse not to.He got clean as quickly as he could, dried off, and got dressed. His typical black suit and tie, along with permanently polished shoes and watch. He grabbed his long coat to go with it, and headed down stairs to the kitchen. Breakfast was already waiting for him. He thanked his maid and moved out the door.He got in a car - this one was a red sports car, for every second day of the work week- and turned the ignition, preparing himself for the noise. He had paid more than enough for it, and as the salesman said “if it doesn’t wake the neighbors, its not doing its job.” He never really enjoyed it too much, but it was almost expected to own something similar where he worked. He could drive in something cheaper. No one would really say anything. They would think it, though.The engine came alive and roared loudly… Crashing, moaning…“DAMINT!” he shouted. He thought he had gotten rid of those images. Years of hard work and secretive therapy sessions should have ensured it.He could call in sick. No one would say anything, of course. He was allowed to.They would all think it though. Just like the car. His boss was on his fifteenth year without a break. His step father had gone the full 35 years before his age granted him the leniency for sick days.He cursed, and drove off.He arrived at the office twenty-five minutes early, or, as he called it, ‘late’. He walked through the long grey hallways dotted with cubical and water coolers and made his way to his office. He passed by people he knew by name and department and flashed polite, empty smiles. He opened the door and went in. He had a large, lightly decorated office with a massive desk, a garbage can and a window whose blinds he kept perpetually closed. People started drifting into the building, chatting around his office. He concentrated on his work, but the noise built until finally had to slam his door shut.The time drifted by in odd bursts and lulls. He didn’t pay it much mind, he had work to do, and wouldn’t leave until it was done.A loud screeching noise made him jump.Screaming, shouting…He looked down at his phone and lifted the receiver.“Hello is this the Henry Berran Brokers?” a shrill voice asked.“Yes, this is Mergers and Acquisitions,” he replied.“Excellent. Do you know…”Something was happening outside. People were speaking, loudly.“if that is true, should we…”He took out a pen and began copying down what she told him.The voices were getting louder. Through the closed door, he couldn’t make out what they were saying.“And then I’ll need…”He made out the sound of his senior, Michael McNaughton. He began to shout at someone. He was always shouting.Shouting, screaming…“large tubes of..”He was getting louder and louder. He could picture him, red faced…Burning, steaming…Shouting louder, louder…Screaming, calling…“place it inside…”Someone was crying.Crying, moaning…“it may hurt a bit…”He was throwing things, tearing them apart.Moaning, crashing… The last remains of sunlight cut through the blinds, hurting his eyes.Burning, cutting“But I think we are ready…”Steven shouted and through his phone from his desk. It crashed into the wall opposite of him. He stared at it, breathing heavily.Finally he ran up to it again and picked it up. The women was still speaking.“Hello? What was that? It sounded like a crash!” she said.“Sorry, I, uhh… dropped my phone,” he replied.“Alright. Well is there anything else you need to know?”“No, that is fine,” Steven said. He was sure he had everything he needed in his notes.“Aright, well, goodbye! Thanks for everything.”“No, thank you.” He hung up the phone.He stared down at his notepad. Gibberish, completely illegible.He tried to remember any detail of the call. Her name, where she worked… nothing came to mind.He tore the piece of paper from his notebook and threw it into the trash bin. Hopefully it wasn’t anything important. He thought about calling back the same number, but it would probably only lead to a directory, and that was useless without knowing the department which called.He looked at his watch. It was late, most people were probably clearing the office. Never the less, he sat back down at his desk and kept working. There was still work to do, and leaving too early would always look bad.When he finally finished it was dark. The air was cold,Cold air, howling wind… and he pulled his jacket against it. He got into his car and began to drive away.He watched the road as closely as he could. The images from the dream kept coming back, and he shook them out of his mind.He turned the radio on, hoping it would help him clear the images out.He didn’t know the station. It seemed good enough at first, people talking calmly. They were announcing a new song. It came on gently, with a moment of silence. There was a voice whispering something, getting louder, and louder..Suddenly the singer was screamingScreaming, shoutingThe guitar came blasting randomly, pouring out notes faster and faster.Moaning, burning…The drums pounded.Crashing, falling. Screaming, shouting Falling, biting Burning, chocking, Flashing, cutting Howling, whining He screamed and fumbled at the radio. He looked down to turn the nob, and didn’t notice the light changing in front of him. He sped through, and a truck smashed into the side of his vehicle.…Steven woke up again, this time to gentle singing. He had no idea where he was. He was surrounded by warmth, and felt cushions piled around him. Everything was soft and silken, from the voice to the blankets. He sank into them and wished he could go back to sleep. He hadn’t felt this way in as long as he could remember.Finally he opened his eyes completely, and saw a white tiled roof he did not recognize. He sat up completely. He looked down at himself. He seemed to be fine. He didn’t seem to be injured and couldn’t feel pain anywhere. He was wearing long white pajamas. They weren’t his own, but they were comfortable and fit perfectly. The room he was in was painted a golden hue, and had wall to wall carpeting.There was a women sitting on a chair in front of him. She had been the one singing, and stopped when he saw her.“What is going on? Where am I?” he asked.“Don’t worry about that right now. You are safe,” she replied, in a voice as soft as the cushions.“But I need to contact someone. I need to get back to work, I…” he stopped as she shushed him and put a finger on his lips.“Don’t worry about that, sweetheart. Don’t even think about work. It will all be alright. You are with us now, and we are going to take care of you. We will take care of everything you’ll ever need, and everything you could ever want. All you have to do is trust us.”Despite their strangeness, he felt a calm reassurance at her words. He realized he really did trust her. He nodded, and smiled. (If anyone is wondering, there is going to be ABDL material later. The story just needed some set up. So don't worry your pampered butts :p)
  4. looking for a girl for a play date wold be so cool
  5. Looks like they finally called it quits on a print I never tried(or could efford). When I first saw them, they seems like a swim diaper but was a regular diaper. No clue why it wasn't a swim diaper. Eather way I'm pretty sad I will never be able to try these on. Maybe as a collectors item perhaps?
  6. hay im looking for a girl friend in the Vancouver Washington. im 6 foot, white, christian, dirty blond, blue eyes, 168 pounds, 21 years old, mechanic. if your interested shoot me up
  7. Just for the sake of options, i am curious to know where everyone buys their diapers from? Who is best about using discreet packaging? So far i mostly buy from bambino, and have bought secure x plus before they were available on bambino. So what are the best sites if you live in the US?
  8. As Sam Gregory awoke one morning from a night of fitful dreams, he found he had been transformed in his bed into a giant baby. He lay on his back and looked up to see himself in a long pair of baby blue footed pajamas, with the soft bulge of a diaper around his waist. He tried to move his arms and legs, and the movements were weak and uncoordinated. He didn't seem to be physically different. His appearance was the same, and he was the same size, but his clothing and ability to move properly had taken a bizarre turn."What is happening to me!?" he wondered. It wasn't a dream- he could feel the bizzare clothing and weak movements as much as see them. He looked around himself. Between the four walls, the rather small but undeniably ADULT room, as it always had been. On his desk were scattered bundles of paperwork and cloth samples- Sam was a travelling salesman- and above it a framed picture of Batman. "Ok" he though "maybe that part isn't quite adult, but STILL! This is ridiculous!" His gaze shifted to the window. It was early morning and the sun had risen but was blocked by cheerless clouds hinting at rain. "Perhaps I'll just go back to sleep and forget this nonsense," he thought. However, that wouldn't work well. He was used to sleeping with blankets, which he guessed he had kicked to the floor. With his new restricted mobility, grabbing them would prove difficult."This is such BS" he thought as he squirmed on his back. He tried to get himself over on his front to move, but his arms and legs weren't cooperating. "You work your entire life, learning to walk, use the toilet, talk, all this stuff, get these stressful jobs, then one day out of the blue BAM! Its all gone. How does this even make sense?" He finally managed to turn himself over to his front. He threw his legs off the side of the bed and tried to stand up, but was met but at sudden pain in his feet. He collapsed to the ground. "Oh great, now I have to crawl?!" He thought. He was near giving up. That effort had all but drained him, and he still found his efforts frustrated. He was near tears, and he wanted simply to begin crying and wait for someone to come help him. "It must be the work," he thought. "Get up every day early, spend you time travelling around when all you want is comfort- of course it will drive a man insane! Much better to just stay at home and let others take care of you, do all the work, feed you, change your... NO! That is what they want me to think." He wasn't certain who 'they' were exactly. However, it seemed someone or something wanted to make him act like a baby, and he wasn't going to play along.He fought back tears. Wanting to cry and be taken care of was all part of it. He wouldn't find a solution be complaining or lying in bed. He'd get up, solve the problem, and go to work, one way or another.He looked at his clock. "Good God!" he thought. It was half past seven, he was running late. He began to crawl towards his cabinet. A voice came from the hallway. "SAM!" It was his older flatmate, Sarah. "What are you doing? Are you ready for work?""Yes, one second! I..." Sam stopped. Was THAT his voice? It wasn't the deep, manly voice he was used to. It was soft and high pitched."Is something wrong with your voice? Are you sick?""I... I don't know. I think so!""I'm coming in!""NOOO!""What is that? Why does he sound funny?" that was his girlfriend, Grace. They shared the flat with Sarah and her boyfriend, Aaron."I think he's sick.""What kind of sickness makes someone sound like that? Sam! Are you sick?""Ummm... Yes! Yes that's it. I'll be in her for a while. Don't worry, I'll be fine.""SAM GREGORY!"Sam's heart sank. That last voice was of his manager at work. "What the hell is he doing here?" Sam thought.His three flatmates outside seemed to focus on the newcomer."You seriously came here? That's obnoxious," Aaron said."WHERE IS HE!? I TOLD him to be hear EARLY today. I had to present to the CEO MYSELF!""But have I not been on time every day before this? An Is always do good work?" Sam stopped when he heard his own voice changing further."Nol. In fact you've been late pretty consistently."Sam flinched. He shouldn't have brought that up. In truth he wasn't the worst, but given the circumstances he didn't think he had much ground to argue the point."...seriously. Aren't there rules against this? I mean, you can't just barge in here. The hell?" Aaron said again."I don't care! I want to speak to him NOW! SAM!"Sam, desperate, tried to speak up. "WES! WES SIWR!" He flinched at his own voice. It was getting worse."He's sick" Sarah said. "Can't you tell that from his voice?""I don't care. No call, no doctors note, nothing. SAM, GET OUT HERE NOW!""WES SIWR! One second!" Sam crawled again to the door and reached for the handle. He had locked it the night before, and struggled to undo it.Finally he managed to undo the latch and the door swung open. There, standing with shocked expressions, were all three of his roomates and his boss.Sam tried to sink into the carpet. He hoped the bulge of his diapers weren't too noticeable, but figured it was a lost cause."WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?" his manager said."Well clearly he's sick!" Grace said pleadingly. "Yes he clearly is SICK. What is wrong with him?" the manager replied."No not that kind of sick," she almost whined. "Like, disease sick. He doesn't normally do this!""What kind of illness makes clothes appear? That doesn't make sense!""That's actually a good point," Aaron said."YOU'RE NOT HELPING!""Never said I was trying to help. Just stating the obvious."His manager was clearly annoyed. Sam's work was far from perfect as it was. Sam wasn't terrible, but at the moment he could only think of his worse moments. "#%@ it, I don't have time for this. Sam, you're fired. I don't care what weird things your into, but if you can't make it to work, then its a problem. Goodbye.""What!? No please!" Grace pleaded."That does seem unfair" Sarah said.He ignored both as he left.The three turned to Sam."Soooo... what now?" Aaron asked."Yes what happened Sam? How do you feel?" Sarah added."I AWWA OOOO," Sam tried, then stopped. As he had feared, his speech had been brought to next then nothing.Sarah nodded. "I...see.""Well, I'm not changing his diapers," Aaron said."Aaron shut up. Thats not important right now," Grace replied."You're just saying that because you know it will be you. And boy, with a baby that size will they ever stink!" Sam blushed."Ok, look. We have to find out whats going on," Sarah said, rubbing her head as if thinking. "Grace, you're his girlfriend. Is this... a... thing?... of his?" the question was on 'thing," she added the rest after."NO! I mean, I wish but..." she stopped blushing."WOAH so the cats out of the bag!" Aaron said."I didn't do it! Clearly its some kind of illness.""Yes I think that must be it. He got sick and it turned him into an adult baby," Sarah said."That makes fuckall sense," Aaron said. "How can an illness just suddenly make someone act like a baby? And how did it summon diapers into existence?"Sam had to agree with Aaron. This was the dumbest s%*$ he had ever encountered. What sort of reality was this?"It happens.""WHEN does it happen? HOW does it happen!?""I don't know but its clearly happened", Sarah said. "Its like one of those kink stories.""WHAT kink stories," Aaron asked. There was an awkward moment as they all blushed and avoided eye contact."Ok, look," Sarah continued. "We all know we all know that we all know what we all know. I mean, you both know what I'm talking about. This sort of thing happens, and somehow everyone involved is kind of into it.""WHAT?!" Aaron shouted.Sam stared in shock. "INTO IT!?" None of this made sense too him. "Since when the hell does this sort off thing happen in real life? This is..." he couldn't think of a word "like something from some horror writer, with a nightmarishly complex, bizarre, or illogical quality, where senseless things happen in real life, and there is no way out... there has to be a word for that.""This is all just bizzare! Its like, Kafkaesque or something!" Aaron said."Well I don't think any normal person would be stuck up enough to say that," Sarah glowered. "I think we should stop questioning this and just go with it," Grace said. "Fortunately, I happen to have spare diapers for some reason." She opened a closet door, revealing piles of pampers as she promised.'I think its incredibly suspicious that you say that, and why the HE!! do you have those?" Aaron said, and Sam completely agreed. Hopefully, Aaron would find a way to get him out of it.Both women turned and glared at Aaron. Sarah glanced at the piles of diapers, then at him."Comment revoked," Aaron said, looking down."Good, then we are all agreed. This is perfectly natural and normal, just like those stories we all read. It makes perfect sense.""Agreed," they said in unison, and Sam's heart sank.
  9. Since I wear diapers almost every day (I take them off under some circumstances), my answer to this question is yes. What about you?
  10. Ok looking to make some new friends. Anybody do munches or anything around here?
  11. It was that time of year where Emily had to embark to resupply the ship. She noticed that her boy was whimpering as she was making preparations for her scheduled link up with the commercial satellite nearest the ship. She pulled the short, brown haired boy into a close embrace to sooth him while checking his diaper. "It's okay, baby. You're dry." "It's not that, I'm just going to miss you!" Johann whined slightly. "I'll only be go gone a few days tops." Emily reassured. "Why can't I go?" "You know why, it's too dangerous this time." Emily stated. Johann paused for a moment while Emily continued to examine her gear. He really wanted to go with her, but Emily disliked putting her little guy in harms way, especially since their route was currently heading through an asteroid belt. She had extensive pilot training while Johann was trained in medical science. It would jeopardize the mission if both of them got hurt or worse and that was why Emily had to make a solo run. Johann knew she was right and that she was only looking out for him. Emily looked at his sad expression and decided to tell him about the surprise she had gotten for him. "I decided to hire a robotic babysitter while I'm gone. She'll do everything that I do and even be able to carry you." "Really?!" The medical technician perked up slightly. "Yes, only the best for my baby boy." Emily smiled and kissed her crewmate on the cheek. "Emily, you spoil me too much, you know?" Johann said with a grin. "I know, but I felt bad about leaving you alone without a mommy to look after you." Emily teasingly reasoned. "I'm not that big of a baby." Johann chuckled. "Well, wish me luck, big boy. I'm off to the store." Emily smirked. "Good luck and stay safe." Johann and Emily hugged one last time before she departed through the air lock. The twenty two year old medical scientist really craved structure and Emily provided it. She set the rules, established his bed time and changed his diapers. It was a unique relationship that strongly differed from your typical unions. Johann was an adult baby and Emily was more than happy to mother him. It was slightly awkward when she discovered his diaper collection, but after a long conversation, she found herself fascinated by his lifestyle. She was naturally a dominant person and this was an ideal outlet for her. From that point forward, she was his "mommy". Johann realized that he had been standing around for at least ten minutes, recalling how things had started with Emily and himself. The twenty two year old diaper boy decided that while he waited for his babysitter he should play his favorite video game. He quickly ran to the couch, with a symphony of crinkles, and fired up his old Playstation 7. Yeah, it was ancient, but it had all of the classics on it that he loved to play like Final Fantasy 19. It was a nice touch of nostalgia to play games from when he was actually a baby the first time. He had barely even traveled through the Caverns of Kalmah, when a loud noise came from the entry dock, which alerted him to the fact that he had company. Johann got up and walked to the entrance of the ship. The giant robot let itself in before he could even get to the mechanism that opened the massive door. Speaking of massive, the robot was at least two feet taller then him. Johann knew he wasn't very tall at 5'4, but this thing was almost seven feet tall. Emily must have hired an alien nanny due to its huge hieght. The nanny wore a long dress with a bow in its metallic hair and a bright, electric smile shined brightly across its face. Johann felt more like the child his crewmate treated him as while standing in the presence of this hulking humanoid machine. "Umm, how did you get into the ship without the code?" "I was given all access codes by your parental guardian. Now let's establish the rules, little boy." The robot stated firmly. "For starters, I'm 22 and I refuse to obey your orders!" Johann asserted while stomping his foot. He liked to be the bratty baby sometimes and rebel. He figured that this could be a very fun weekend if the nanny indulged his behavior. "Baby is having a temperature tantrum. Initiate soothing protocol four." The android rattled off a nonsensical command. Johann had literally a second to react before he was picked up and carried to the couch where the nanny bot sat down. Little Johann was positioned in its lap where she shook a rattle in his face. He blushed profusely, feeling like a tiny child compared to her. He got a deviously wicked idea and smacked the rattle from the robot's hand. "Stop being fussy, baby Johann or nanny will spank!" The medical technician didn't know if he wanted to test his nanny boy's boundaries. Sure, he had been spanked a few times by Emily, but this machine was practically twice his size. Johann decided to back down a bit and compromise with her by playing the sympathy angle. "I'm sorry, nanny. I just miss my mommy." "That is understandable, but I expect better behavior from a twenty two year old." Johann instantly blushed crimson. This thing most be programmed to humiliate me. Either that or some alien babies age really slow. The browned haired adult baby didn't really know how to respond to her statement as his thoughts tried to reason with why it said what it said. "I'll be better." "Good. Now these clothes are inappropriate for a baby like you." "This is my uniform for my job!" The medical technician replied with an indignant tone. "Oh, that's cute. You're playing dress up." The nanny bot stated with a chuckle. "No, I'm not!" Johann fell back into the bratty baby role without realizing it, while the nanny sat up and repositioned him to its hip. "Commencing scan for infant's nursery." The nanny bot located the room from its internal database which contains a layout of the ship in it's entirety. The small boy sulked as he was ignored by the towering robot who carried him to his room. The hallways were tall enough to allow the machine to traverse them, but the entryway to Johann's room was much too small for his new nanny to access. "Baby boy, gather your baby clothes and bring them to me or you'll be spanked. Is this understood?" Johann nodded quickly, not wanting to anger his nanny. He was lowered to the ground and entered his room swiftly. The adult baby knew he was in trouble. His room was fairly average with a simple bed, flat screen viewing device and a reciprocal to store his clothes. No crib, no baby clothing or anything else. He did have diapers though and that would certainly be good enough, right? The twenty two year old exited the room holding a bunch of babyishly printed disposable diapers. Johann presented them to his nanny in the hopes that they were enough to satisfy her. "Where are your onesies?" The nanny bot questioned him. "All I have are my diapers." He answered with a blush. "No sailor suits, footed sleepers, baby t shirts or animal themed outfits?" Nanny crossed her arms, slightly annoyed. "No. I only have my uniform for my job." The brown haired boy replied nervously. The humanoid machine grabbing the diapers and turned around, walking towards the main room. "Follow me!" Johann winced and quickly ran to the nanny bot who waited for him by the couch. The giant robot looked him up and down again before stripping the technician of his adult clothing, leaving Johann in just his diaper. He struggled against her, but she was just too strong to resist. "What's the big idea?!" The brown haired boy yelled. "You're obviously hiding your proper clothing from me. No mother would just allow her baby to run around in just his Pampers and play dress up with her clothing." The nanny bot explained in an annoyed tone. "I'm not hiding nothing from you!" Johann pouted and stomped his foot down with a crinkle. "Now you're lying as well. I know how to fix this." The giant robot scooped up the rebellious adult baby and ripped off his diaper with one quick swipe. Johann squirmed and kicked whilst laying on her huge lap. His protests were intensified by the hard spanking the nanny boy administered to the twenty two year old's backside. "Please stop!" The medical technician cried out. "I'll be good! I'll be good!" The giant robot ignored his pleas and spanked him for a few minutes until he was slumped over her lap in defeat, sobbing deeply. "Have you learned your lesson?" "Yes!" Johann cried out as he started bawling again. The nanny brought the naked adult in for a hug while rubbing his back. "I don't like spanking my babies, but you didn't give me a choice." The nanny explained as she soothed the crying twenty two year old. "I'm sorry for being bad." He broke off the hug. "Please, can you put my diaper on, I have to go potty." The nanny laid him on the couch and grabbed one of the new diapers Johann brought her. She opened the plastic disposable and lifted his legs up with her right hand before lowering Johann onto the noisy garment. He was quickly powdered and diapered. "Thanks for behaving during your diapering. Now it's time for your baba. Wait here." The diapered twenty two year old laid there on the soft cushions as he began to smile. Johann was absolutely loving this. Everything was going perfectly; the diapering, the spanking and how strict she was towards him was absolutely everything he craved. His thoughts were interrupted by the giant nanny's return to the couch. "Time for your milky baba." The nanny cooed as she lifted Johann into the crook of her left arm and brought the baby bottle to his mouth with her right hand. The adult baby happily suckled from the rubber nipple and was rewarded with a creamy milk type of baby formula. He was actually quite familiar with the formula, but being fed in this manner completed his fantasy. Soon the milk was gone and Johann was being rocked in the robot's arms while she sang a lullaby. The boy grew quite sleepy and fell asleep in her arms.
  12. I Will Find Relief I will find relief, For a brief time, Tonight, when my house is empty. Wetting and messing, Squishing and rubbing, A be-taped hourglass Of crinkling white. I will find relief, For a brief time, From the pressures of adulthood, From an intolerant world, From guilt, longing, and deceit, In the steady in out sucking Of a rubber teat. Yes, I will find relief, In a bottle’s warmth and a onesie’s pull, A lullaby’s song and a blanky’s wool, For a brief time Age becoming fluid, And innocence restored, My whole self, content.
  13. *wavies!* Hewwos everyones! My name is Hayden, and I am a sissy baby girl from the beautiful Pacific Northwest! I tend to find myself in the 5 - 7 year old range, and love pink and purple! I like games, watchin stuffs, food, uh... I dunno, I like taking pictures AND having pictures taken of me. :-D I also love singing and stuffs too... I dunno, hard to describe myself nowadays, but if you wants, just say hi! Would love to make new friends! :-D
  14. From the album Little Heavenly Pics

    I was at the Littles party yesterday and it was the best! There were Littles just like me and we watch movies and that one adult baby had a doggy he's also the host of the house. I was actually got changed when I went and then he gave me this awesome diaper tips. Also there's actually a diaper store for adults in Las Vegas.
  15. For anyone who lives in New Zealand and chat, there isn't a lot of us in New Zealand
  16. It so hard find an AB woman in the Brockton Area. The town is so empty. Finding an ABDL in Brockton is very rare, especially finding a woman. :/
  17. I'm semi new to this ABDL thing...So far i'm really into the idea of being a baby once more but i'm a bit scared of a few things, one being my family finding out, two being getting diapers. Iv been craving a real diaper since all I can do is a home made, trash bag with lodes of toilet rolls. I'm looking for a mommy that could pick me up some times and treat me like a baby. Or send me some diapers and we can play another way. Im in Concord MA
  18. Author's Note: Hello everyone, I'm new to the forum, so please, let me know if I've done anything wrong, posted incorrectly, or breached some sort of ettiquete. Now, for the fun part--my story. I'm experimenting with story telling methods, and this particular method is of the choose your own adventure variety. I'm posting the first "chapter" to the story here, and you can follow the rest of the story through the links on my blog. I'd post the entire story here, but to the methods and techniques I've used with writing it, I'm not sure that there's a way to post it here so it can be read properly. Please pay attention to the warnings as you progress through the story, and keep in mind that it's a work in progress. If you see any typos or errors, feel free to let me know so I can correct them. Summary: Your name is Abigail Summers, and you have just woken up behind bars—crib bars, that is. You aren’t quite sure how you got there. Are you part of a healthy relationship, and your Daddy just carried you into your nursery when you fell asleep on the couch last night? Or were you a normal, functioning high schooler who’s just been kidnapped and forced to regress? You decide! :::: Your name is Abigail Summers, and you have a variety of interests. You enjoy texting, hanging out at the mall with your friends, and occasionally going out on dates with very cute boys. You are currently a senior at Millville High, where you are also a member of your school’s Cheerleading squad. You aren’t the star girl, but you’re pretty damn close, and that’s enough for you. You look classically American in that girl-next-door way, with a soft face, bright blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair that falls a little below your shoulders. You glance down, and realize that you are still in your favorite tight-fitting pink t-shirt, the one that makes your round breasts just out and strain against the fabric. Your nipples are hard from the soft feel of cotton against them, and you can feel a faint tingling between your legs. You wish you had a vibrator to make yourself feel even better, but you aren’t yet old enough to buy one. Or are you? That reminds you, today is your eighteenth birthday. Unfortunately, unlike your last birthday, you have not awakened to pink streamers, balloons, and a special birthday girl breakfast. Instead, you have awakened to the sturdy wooden bars of an oversized crib. There are stuffed animals on either side of you, and hanging above you is mobile, still spinning in motion. You move into a sitting position and peer through the bars to observe your surroundings. Directly across from your crib if an equally as large changing table, the shelves beneath it are packed with a variety of diapers. You can see the baby powder from here, and the baby wipes right beside it. The carpet looks plush, and new, and the walls are equally as white but covered in a variety of childish decals. There’s a yellow toybox not far from the changing table, filled to the brim with toys, and a small bookshelf lined with picture books. You are most definitely in a nursery. You glance back down and realize a little belatedly that in addition to your tight-fitting pink shirt, you are wearing a thick, padded, disposable diaper. Your brain feels a little foggy and you aren’t thinking clearly. What do you do? --->Wail like a baby and cry for Daddy. --->Attempt to escape the crib.
  19. I'm looking for roommates in the Cleveland area to live in my home. You would be expected to pay $500 a month for your share of the house/ utilities (you'd have your own 12x12 room, bathroom and full use of common areas) as well as helping with basic chores. I have laundry facilties in the basement and room for storage if needed. Please contact me if you're interested.
  20. Hi, Well let me introduce myself. My nickname is Asriel but my real name is Marcelo I am 19 Years old, male, and live in Monterrey, Mexico. I'm seeking for a mommy/mommydom either online (long distance) or physical (short distance) that is close to my age. My little space age ranges between 1 and 2 1/2 years old. And I'm into BDSM, and do both Safe and NSFW roleplays. That being said... if any mommy is seeking a little boy/sub, I am available and free.
  21. Violet, the most popular girl in school is pretty, smart, and talented all around. She's the picture of perfect! Most everyone adores her, and who could not? She was popular, but still kind and her adorable little face is impossible to hate. The only problem is that she has a little secret. Sometimes she still wets her pants. If anyone found out, then she would be dead! Everyone would laugh and really tease her. She sighs a little before classes start. She's hiding in the gym change rooms thinking she will be the only one in this early in the morning. Her pants are wet, and just as she takes her pants off to inspect her panties, some one walks in. (Open! Someone please continue! :^) )
  22. We are a little shop that has grown pretty fast in the area and online and wanted to reach out to more locals and make sure you all know about us. After talking with many people we have come to realize that many don't have the luxery of experiencing premium diapers or able to get their hands on accessories that they have been wanting for awile. So we originally decided to buy some bulk and sell at just enough to help other out and also help our own needs but it quickly grew to larger orders and more requests for stuff we didn't have. So we took the jump and have got a lot of stuff here now. So if your into supporting small local business let us know what we can do for you. And if your not local we still ship all over the world. And even offer super obvious non discrete shipping for all you humiliation cravers or mommies and daddies sending packages to their little ones and want to have some fun. Here is a quick list of a few things we offer. abdl printed diapers plain premium diapers adult pacifiers pacifier clips silicone pocket bibs onsies chastity cages a few other adult items to Adult sized pacifier pals ( stuffed animals attached to pacifiers)
  23. Jess, at 23 years old, hadn't noticed the accident that had occurred, her undies, were soaked, and there was an evident wet patch under her bum. This certainly hadn't been the first accident that she had had, but this one she had barely noticed. She rolled over slightly, knowing that if her sheets were pulled back, the accident would be completely evident. She slept rather soundly, her thumb teasing the opening of her mouth. [Females only pls and thank you ; ) looking for a Mommy, girlfriend, auntie, etc to diaper and baby her]
  24. Anyone else live near or in Breckenridge county Ky or also known as harned county
  25. Hello everyone, I'm looking for a person to rp with my kik is diaperboy3825