I’ve seen your undies when I do our laundry, and you have little pee-pee accidents in them all the time, don’t you?

She wandered towards the nearest bathroom where she knew she would hide from any inquisitive teachers until second period. That one where Krauser becomes a Daddy dom to his pretty little boy scout, but it's still Resident Evil and zombies must be eradicated. As an Adult Baby Diaper Lover (ABDL) caregiver, I had developed a keen sense of intuition over the years. My life is over, I can’t get out of it, I enjoyed having boys stare at me, who is going to want a giant baby? The chores and jobs she use to do as a respectable adult turned to her sitting in TV, drooling without any thoughts as she chewed stuffies and clapped wet hands and feet until her dada came with her meal and fed her since she couldn't even be trusted to do that anymore.That childish whine, that tone, that word - filled him with more joy than he would have believed possible before he had lived it. Nothing about this entire goddamn situation seems 'normal', but if there's anything Krauser and Leon do well, it's adapting to the abnormality their lives have become. Being a magical girl protecting the city isn't easy, especially when nefarious things are going on behind the scenes. You grunt as a large log of poop slowly pushes pass your schincter, loudly crinkling your diaper as it pushes into the backside of the undergarment.

And with that, I watched, sitting in the floor in nothing but a pink bunny diaper and a pajama top, as my best friend left me like that, on my birthday.He was obviously wearing a nappy, the white towelling could be seen through the clear plastic pants covering it. I mumble, by this point in the day, I had lost all enthusiasm , my voice was monotone, I just wanted to go home. The Adult Woman use to be able to do a number of things as an adult, but she and her husband had a shared interest that lead to her to lose much. knowing that someone is there to give her so much attention and love, making sure that she was the center of the world. As we exchanged pleasantries, I worried the smell would be noticeable but my friend eventually apologised, saying “looks like someone needs changed”, motioning to the stroller.

I turn him around once more and give him a firm smack right on his poopy bulge as he lets out an involuntary moan. The words had chilled Cole when he'd heard the young Abigail utter them, her teeth chattering as she recovered from exposure to below-freezing temperatures. She probably can’t hear her phone above the music and your friends and acquaintances ringing in the New Year, still four hours away.Every time she’s bolted out of her chair like there’s a tack in it, clutching her purse to her chest. Letting herself fall to sleep as she filled her tummy with sweet warmth and her tongue singing as a proper adult was stroking her hair, rubbing her tummy, or patting her diaper? Her own tongue slid beyond his teeth as their lips locked, dancing with his own as she held his hand between her legs, pressing his fingertips against her diaper.