I can’t help myself: I like Sundays. I used to get the Sunday Scaries, but early retirement did away with those, so now it’s just church in the morning (which we’re still doing on Zoom), and then anything I want. I can mostly do anything I want any day of the week, but I can do it with Mary...
2021-12-26 13:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Eric looked at his wrist and ankle, covered by the sleeper, and realized he hadn’t seen the bands with his name and barcode when he woke up. Eric didn’t know the safest thing to do. He didn’t even know the name of the giant who was carrying him. He knew for sure he didn’t want to upset th...
2021-12-24 13:01:02 +0000 UTC
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This is a sequel to A Thanksgiving Special, available wherever the best diaper stories are found (like here). Check out the original story or dive on in.
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2021-12-24 03:23:32 +0000 UTC
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Eric came to more quickly the second time, chest down on what his body knew was cotton, and he felt no pressure on his hips anymore. He moved. He was sore. He was stiff. He felt bruised.
“He’s moving a little,” he heard a voice whisper. Eric didn’t know which way he was facing excep...
2021-12-22 13:00:01 +0000 UTC
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I really gotta stop letting Mary make decisions. I mean, they’re not terrible. They’re just not as good as the decisions I make. I’m a great decider. I see the forest and the trees. I see the whole board. I see … other stuff … and things too.
And how amazing that I can se...
2021-12-20 13:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Eric saw a rabbit and held still. He wanted this rabbit to be his friend and slowly crouched down and held out his hand and chirped in the best imitation of a rabbit he knew.
The rabbit stood perfectly still thinking its mottled brown coat hid it against the earth but it was summer and the ...
2021-12-17 13:00:00 +0000 UTC
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“I think he’s waking up,” Eric heard, echoing as if in a tunnel, but close. It was a soft voice, tentative.
“Are you waking up, hun? Are you waking up,” Eric heard, echoing still, but closer than before. It was another soft voice, higher, the voice one uses when speaking gently to...
2021-12-15 13:00:06 +0000 UTC
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It’s a cardinal sin to get off of Mary’s lap before she tells me I’m allowed, but the rule isn’t strictly enforced. At the sounds of the doorbell, I managed to spring myself upward, yank up my pajama bottoms over the absorbent undergarment Mary put me in before bed the night before, and g...
2021-12-14 01:00:03 +0000 UTC
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“Yes, I’m sure,” Eric answered as he looked into her eyes, trying to make sure she could see he was sure, wanting to give to her that confidence.
Cheryl held the form in front of Eric, who took the pen and made his initials and signed his name.
Cheryl signed, and Tish signed as ...
2021-12-12 23:00:02 +0000 UTC
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It was the day. Eric hadn’t slept the night before. Nothing was packed, nothing was cleaned. His apartment, the spare space he called his looked like his on any other day, and that’s how he wanted to leave it, ready for him to return as though he were going away for a long weekend.
Eric...
2021-12-10 13:00:05 +0000 UTC
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“Daffy,” my beautiful bride asked me, “take a look at this.” We were on the couch, her with her tablet at one end, me with my phone at the other with my knees drawn under my blanket, cups of cocoa on the coffee table because it was finally chilly enough to drink hot things again.
I ...
2021-12-09 13:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Five more weeks passed, Eric’s choice to linger a bit longer in his world.
Eric had put in his notice and finished the last of his business. Each case file he handed off hurt, but not as much as Eric expected. Not that it was easy, either. Each file was a person, and each person had stori...
2021-12-07 13:01:01 +0000 UTC
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“Hhh,” I may have gasped when Mary snuck up behind me. Or, as she would put it, walked across the room innocently because she needed to get to the other side of it.
“Why are you so nervous,” she asked me. I could tell by her why-is-Daphne-being-weird-again face that she had verbaliz...
2021-12-05 13:01:01 +0000 UTC
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There’s a penis on our floor. Just … yep. So I guess I should explain how that happened.
“Daffy,” Mary called to me as she emerged from our kitchen.
“What’s up,” I said as I didn’t look up from my video game. I was winning! Mostly. Doesn’t happen often so I wasn’t ...
2021-12-02 22:00:05 +0000 UTC
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“Excuse me,” Eric said as he stood up from the table. “I have to take this.” Hands shaking, Eric stepped outside his office. Taking a deep breath, his finger missed the talk button on the first try.
“Hello?”
“Hi Eric,” Cheryl said. “How’s your day going?”
E...
2021-12-02 14:53:13 +0000 UTC
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“So that’s everything. You passed the Adoption Agreement Test, you’ve provided us with all the paperwork we need on your finances, and all you have to do now is decide if you want to go through with this. If so, just sign the consent form and the forms turning your property over to us in th...
2021-11-28 13:00:05 +0000 UTC
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It was sorta unspoken that with me not working I’d be taking on a larger share of the housework. I mean, I gotta pull my weight around here, dainty as I am. Gotta pull on my big girl pants and … clean up after myself cuz I have a habit of not doing that. Sure, the occasional dish goes missing...
2021-11-26 22:50:31 +0000 UTC
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"No," she says. You hate hearing that from your partner. It makes you feel like a scolded child sometimes.
"But honey," you try, chuckling and confused. Is this a sex game? Does she really want you to go to Thanksgiving dinner at her parents’ commando? You reach again.
"No," she say...
2021-11-25 17:15:13 +0000 UTC
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Three weeks and a half weeks passed, long enough for Eric’s life to feel normal again. The heady anticipation of the first meeting led to anxious waiting and, ultimately, an anticlimax. Despite Cheryl’s recommendation, Eric didn’t contact the agency’s therapist, and he didn’t contact or...
2021-11-24 20:01:02 +0000 UTC
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The picnic was my idea. Specifically, having a picnic and to make turkey sandwiches for it. Also, the array of sides and the dessert. The activities surrounding the picnic were Mary’s idea. I informed Mary of the menu (and that I was taking her on a picnic, when she asked me why I was telling h...
2021-11-22 13:00:06 +0000 UTC
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I've been meaning to edit and post my first ABDL novel, Done Adulting, for well over a year now, and once the first volume is up, I'll do the same for Volume 2. In the meantime, please enjoy this sweet story about a young man who decides to adopt himself out to the Diaper Dimension.
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2021-11-21 20:19:38 +0000 UTC
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I’m just a woman making lunch. And yes, I know you’re used to me protesting my innocence, but that’s only because I always am. Really. I’ve never done a crime or misdeed. Because, um, it’s not a crime if a princess does it.
Just standing at the counter making lunch, and a sneaky s...
2021-11-17 20:22:15 +0000 UTC
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“No,” Mary said to me like she’s in charge of anything which she’s not because I am! Hmmph!
“Mary, please!” I’m in charge and polite. Just because you’re in charge doesn’t mean you shouldn’t say please. And, um, ask permission. Really.
“I said no twice a...
2021-11-12 13:01:02 +0000 UTC
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I like Mary. I even love Mary. But she can be such a pain in the butt. Apparently, I’m not even allowed to break a lamp anymore. Which is how I’m spinning this because it’s my story and everybody can shush.
“Daphne,” Mary called to me from the top of the stairs, “are you okay?...
2021-11-09 21:20:55 +0000 UTC
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“Daffy?” Mary asked me with a very quizzical look on her face. “Honey?”
Not that I was getting teary, but I was, and I think she was probably wondering why since nothing had happened in the past few seconds that she could see. But I could see it.
“(Sniffle).”
“What...
2021-11-06 13:00:05 +0000 UTC
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“Mary,” I shouted. “Mary!” She arrived in the room skittering across the floor in her socks. Not a foot fetishist, but she’s just so wholesome and scrumptious in her socked feet.
“What?!?”
“We have an emergency,” I said with her looking at me like I had better have a...
2021-11-03 13:00:06 +0000 UTC
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I really gotta stop letting Mary make decisions. I mean, they’re not terrible. They’re just not as good as the decisions I make. I’m a great decider. I see the forest and the trees. I see the whole board. I see … other stuff … and things too.
And how amazing that I can ...
2021-10-30 20:32:38 +0000 UTC
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All characters are 18+.
I had KawaiiOmo draw Daphne in her Halloween costume. You can find her links here.
2021-10-30 20:29:00 +0000 UTC
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“Sometimes I think you were a kitten in another life, Daffy.”
“Why a kitten,” I asked while laying my head in her lap.
“Because you make cute little kitty noises when I rub this little part of your ear.”
“I do not! And I’m not blushing,” I said as I blushed bec...
2021-10-30 13:01:02 +0000 UTC
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“I’m sorry,” Jane said to me after lunch.
“I know. It’s okay.”
“No, I mean I’m sorry. I always thought you kinda liked getting in trouble and the teasing.”
“I do, but it’s more fun if I actually did something to get in trouble. I don’t like it when … An...
2021-10-29 13:00:01 +0000 UTC
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