The first thing Frank became aware of was warmth. Not the pleasant kind of warmth that came from heavy blankets or a sunbeam falling through gauzy curtains, but a damp, clinging heat that spread across his lower body. His nose twitched as the faint smell reached him, subtle but...
2025-12-07 14:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostFievel’s sniveling soon abated, and he had returned to idly pawing at the plastic and cloth jingly toys scattered about the inside of his playpen. Eyelids heavy, anyone observing the rabbit might note that he was on the edge of taking a nap. Even as he blin...
2025-12-05 14:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostBar ‘Crawl’
Hunter was not feeling too bad as he took a sip from his fourth Long Island of the evening, watching from his perch atop the tall-legged bar stool as Jack and Malissa belted out the lyrics to “Take On Me”. The three had been ...
2025-12-05 14:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostRecently there has been some chatter about the fact that some stories are eventually released for free after they are uploaded this page, so I would like to clarify briefly if you are curious.
Yes, some of the stories you read here will eventually be released publicly, for free. 2025-12-03 04:24:22 +0000 UTC View Post
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Unlike your diaper, this page you can open before the holidays! Here's what you can expect in the most seasonal month of the year.~
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The first thing Puppie noticed when she woke up was not the smell of baby powder or the sound of nursery lullabies drifting from the speakers hidden in the walls. It was not even the crinkle of the overstuffed nighttime diaper that cocooned her hips in its suffoca...
2025-11-30 14:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe alarm on Frank’s phone buzzed insistently, dragging him up from a shallow, dreamless sleep. He slapped at the screen until it went silent, then lay still for a moment, listening to the steady hum of his box fan. His head felt heavy, as if he had overslept, though the red ...
2025-11-09 14:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe day continued as planned. Fievel now sat perched in his highchair, his padded bottom squishing comfortably against the seat as Jennifer bustled around the kitchen familiarizing herself with Marisa’s layout.
She was humming a soft tune, her ...
2025-11-07 14:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostSyllabus Week
The ghost paws had made this decision to place Hunter in his regular, babyfur-themed diapers for the rest of the week. The fox had little trouble hiding them due to the weather, as wearing several layers including flannel pants had m...
2025-11-07 14:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostPersonal Notes:
Phew! I bet everybody's ready to read after Locktober. Well, below are all the reads you can look forward to enjoying this month, including the start of a new short story titled, "Trip to the Mall" for ChronoKitten!
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... 2025-11-01 13:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe Bouncer
By Horatio Husky
Commissioned by AnnaNapps
Sparky knew the moment she saw several blinking lights indicating that the servers of the facility were still online that it would end up being trouble. Having managed to break through the in...
2025-10-31 13:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe first thing Puppie became aware of was weight.
Not the heavy, familiar kind that came with a soaked diaper or the tight pressure of a segufix strap across her chest. This was a new kind of weight, internal, slow, and wrong. Her mind floated in ...
2025-10-26 13:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post“Walkies”
Sunlight.
It filtered in gently through the tall nursery windows, casting soft stripes of gold across the bars of the crib. Dust motes danced in the air above Nuba’s head like lazy fireflies, swirling in slow spiral...
2025-10-12 13:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostNurse.
By Horatio Husky
Commissioned by Frank
The soft hum of fluorescent lights mingled with the distant clatter of food trays and the muted shuffle of slippers against linoleum. Afternoon at St. Cordelia’s Retirement Home was always the sa...
2025-10-05 13:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostThe sound of the doorbell caused Marisa’s ears to perk up and swivel towards the direction of the front room. It had just ticked past twelve in the afternoon, and the rabbit had been dressed for a night of success for an hour already.
Excitement...
2025-10-03 13:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostSnack Run
Winter that year had come with an unexpected advantage. Despite the fennec’s natural fur coat, the arid sands from which his species originated had not accounted for the inevitable global expansion into much chillier climates. Now, ga...
2025-10-03 13:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostPersonal Notes:
Hello readers, this month is full of new chapters that includes plenty of adventure! Including a new story from a Patreon Tier IV subscriber titled, "Nurse."
Do enjoy, and make sure to put on the cutest padded costumes for this year's spooky month! 2025-10-01 22:30:22 +0000 UTC View Post
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This was uploaded much later than usual, however all the stories below have been uploaded already! ^,..,^
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*Pupdates become available o...
The nursery was calm that evening. Too calm, Pop thought as he peered in from the hallway. The scent of talcum and plush cotton hung heaA soft lullaby toy cycled through the final few notes of its tune as Muarauder curled up on the crib mattress, suckling a...
2025-09-28 13:00:03 +0000 UTC View Post“In the Crate”
Nuba stared, silent, wide-eyed, still suspended halfway into a new diaper with his legs raised and knees bent as Duncan casually tossed the used one into a covered pail with a mechanical clunk. The metallic e...
2025-09-14 13:00:03 +0000 UTC View Postwww.BabyMyHubby.com’s website analytics and statics tab on Marisa’s end had become overwhelmingly popular. Not only had her website started gaining traction when she plastered the URL onto any and every age-play forum she could find, her inbox had been get...
2025-09-01 13:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostWinter Break
Hunter allowed himself a large sigh as he set his suitcase down in the front hall of his apartment, pulling his backpack straps off of his shoulders and allowing that to softly fall next to it. The two weeks he had spent at home duri...
2025-09-01 13:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post“Leash and Collar”
Nuba couldn't shake the sensation of the leash tethered to his collar, a constant reminder of his subservience to Duncan. With each step, the tautness of the leash pulled at his neck, a physical manifestation of h...
2025-08-31 13:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe mild itchy sensation of Tuft’s accident rubbing up between and against his cheeks seemed like it should have been the last of his worries, but it nevertheless compounded the already long list of things to worry about. His arms remaining neatly folded in f...
2025-08-29 13:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostMuarauder did not know how long he’d been sitting thise, still strapped tightly into his oversized pink highchair, his legs spread by the bulk of his thick diaper, now warm and heavy in the worst of ways. his bib sagged slightly, stained with mahed banana and drool. ...
2025-08-24 13:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostPersonal Notes:
Hello readers, as you can see there are a lot of Fridays and Sundays this month so that means that all of them must be filled up with story updates! Since I managed to bring my attention back to some backlogged stories, several older series are coming back t...
2025-08-01 13:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostFievel was sitting comfortably on the edge of the examination table in the doctor’s office, his padding clearly exposed and already very soggy in the front as he wore little else other than a t-shirt that exposed the slight pudginess in his bellow just above ...
2025-08-01 13:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostJack’s Gamble
Jack had always been under the impression that he was a very, very clever weasel. Sure, he had never properly applied himself in school, nor had he shown any particular interest in a craft or anything that would be useful in a ca...
2025-08-01 13:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe nursery lights brightened gradually, casting a soft pink hue across the crib’s mobile of diapered plushies. The lullaby playing from the overhead speaker faded into silence, replaced by the subtle chime that always preceded the vixen’s arrival.
Ari blinked awake, ...
2025-07-06 13:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostHunter to pick his jeans off of the polar bear’s desk and awkwardly loop his legs through it as he felt more than a dozen pairs of curious eyes on him. He had refused to look back at them, as he was in fight or flight mode and simply wished to depart as quickly as he could. Malissa had been by ...
2025-07-04 13:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post