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Michelle and Steph seceretly continued to play in diapers during sleep overs until Michelle stopped wetting at age Continue reading Magic Diapers. Candy snatched up the Daycare card. He had fallen asleep in her arms, his face nestled between her ample breasts. Carlos was hopeful he would come down with the flu or some freak snow storm to hit.
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His mind was puzzled by this. All at once, his control vanished and he found himself soaking his diaper like a toddler. She intercepted the little girl at the bottom, picking her up and swinging her around to enhance the experience. And I looked downwards with wide eyes, while this darn refugee fell down in slow motion. Margaret watched her daughter shoot out of the tube, surprised at how much speed she had gained. After months of talking, he had finally conned his wife into playing baby games with him.
Michelle was 24, she had been out of college for 2 years now and was working as an intern for an investment firm. Carlos Cagle walked his way to school down the sidewalk. Sasha sat down carefully and pushed off. He relaxed and let himself dribble a little into his diaper. You should have told me before we got married that you were sterile. Continue reading The Witches Next Door. Sasha erupted in laughter—the kind of little-girl-laughter that warms the soul.
I bumped the light switch of the kitchen with my nose and walked fully loaded to the stairs.
All I could see through the kitchens window was falling water. Margaret watched her 5 year old daughter at the top of the big slide with a touch of nervousness. Digging in his pocket for a bit of money Carlos was eager to grab a treat to take his mind off his troubled thoughts. Finally one night when he was 12, he had his first climax while wearing one of the fake diapers. Somehow just saying it had made it seem true. He never actually had access to real baby diapers when he was that young…at least not before the age of He would indulge his desires by making fake diapers out of anything that would work, using towels, tissues, plastic garbage bags and tape, anything that he could fashion into a diaper.
Carlos was thinking dully of the big math test that was to be given that day. He would wait until he was sure his parents were asleep and there was no threat of being disturbed, then he would put on his fake diaper. Scanning the painted menu on the side of van he looked for something with a little chocolate on it. Candy and her friends gathered around the new cards Diggy had put on the counter. The promoter of this party was pretty damn slick.
Now I only needed to carry it up to my room. A rainy day again. But I would still make it! Michelle and Steph had known each other since kindergarden and shared all of their secrets. At the age of 5 when her parents had been divorced, Michelle began wetting the bed. When he awoke in the morning, she had given him warm cocoa in a baby bottle and let him lie on the rug. Damn, why happens it always in the weekend? Last year, it was out of the question, though Sasha had pleaded with her to go down it.
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Brian smiled at the thought of being her baby. He was surprised at the slightly bitter taste of the cocoa, he supposed that she had put in too much cocoa powder when she made it. By Lizzy Source: abdlstoryforum. It was just fate, that it happened with the last step.
Michelle had been working hard all year long and was finally on vacation for the summer, for the first time in her life she was taking a full 2 weeks off. She was almost a vampire now, she realized with amusement. Oh yeah, I needed some glasses and a coke for our mix-drinks. Diggy tolerated the girls like Candy, who would loiter on the steps of his shop — they were good for business in their own little way. Ice cream, cones, and flavors were only thing on the very top.
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Continue reading My Room. It was an odd thing: metal, but with a red plastic tube-like portal halfway down. Looking down at the very bottom in very small print was the words below. He was a normal average year-old teenage boy with his backpack thrown limply over his shoulder.
Ever since her seventeenth birthday, she had been doing raves 2 to 4 times a week, dancing between the hours of 11PM and 9AM.
She had diapered him before going to bed and held him while he suckled her teats like a baby. Sasha was pulling on her arm. Still, the sweet chocolatey mixture tasted good and the mildly cloying flavor brought back pleasant childhood memories.
Continue reading Candy Raver. Stephine, Steph was driving up from Boston later in the week. Bored already of the morning events and not looking forward to a full day of school. He fussed around his records and got the invites and promotional cards ready for all the raves this week. One of the glasses slipped away and fell to the ground. Strange thing was it looked like an old fashion one.
Returning his gaze to the street ahead he saw an ice cream truck. Steph admitted to Michelle that she was always curious to know what it felt like to wear them. Desperate for an escape from another boring day of school Carlos looked up at the sky, another clear beautiful day with bright blue skies and a few clouds. They might have a good laugh, but who cares? Why I was here again? During the sleep over, Michelle let Steph wear one of her diapers to see how it felt.
Carlos re-read the again to be sure. It seemed like an odd mix of two slide des.
Brian could not understand how he had managed it! He sucked on his bottle and watched morning cartoons on tv while she sat on the couch and knitted. The desires became even stronger as he approached puberty.
Michelle was a small girl and wore pampers right up until the age of 14 when her bedwetting problem finally subsided. He never knew why, but ashe always had a strange obsession with diapers and a desire to wear them. Continue reading The Baby Game. And you know what?
One night during a sleep over when the two girls were about 11, Michelle confided in Steph that she had begun to enjoy wearing her diapers, and had even put on a diaper when she had been home alone just for fun. Yeah, that was it. She looked around at the other families in the small park. She also got the first word on the big raves that sprung up. The Sasha was no longer a toddler, but Margaret wondered if the huge slide would be too much for her. They were such close friends that when it had come time to go to college Michelle and Steph applied to the same schools, were both accepted at UNC, and roomed together thourgh the four years.
Life is Age regression fiction stories short, she thought. Nearly every night after bed time when alone in his room, he would find a way to wear his fake diapers. It had taken years to accept it as part of himself as it had started when he was very young. She climbed the steps of the slide and sat down at the top. When he told her he needed to pee, she told him to go ahead and use his diapers.