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Just Like a Big Girl

I had finally made it. The top university in my area accepted me into one
of their entry level courses. The campus was absolutely beautiful, with
greenery everywhere, student rec halls, comfortable & well stocked
lounges, high tech classrooms, you name it.

I squealed in excitement as Daddy read me the leAer, jumping up onto

the bed, beaming with delight. Normally I wouldn't have been accepted,
but it helped that daddy made preAy decent money, and had a good
reputation at the university. He put in a good word for me, however I
was only allowed to enroll in just the one course.
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 When I was told it would just be the one course, I started to pout a bit.

"But daddyyy can't I take just 1 more? Everyone else is going to be

taking like 4 or 5!" I said pleadingly. He explained patiently that I was
lucky to get into the one course, and that I should try to be excited
about it even if it's just one. "That way you can make sure to get a solid
grade in the class, and have time to both study and socialize outside
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I continued to pout at this explanation until he reminded me about the

lounges and the beautiful scenery around the huge campus. "I won't be
able to pick you up until I'm oP work so you'll have a few hours to spend
how you like outside class each day. If you make some friends, I'm sure
they will be free between classes at various times and you can have fun
together or study!" he said encouragingly.

I was a bit apprehensive about making friends, but I really wanted to

have the real university experience. I nervously blushed and looked at
my feet. "But.. Daddy.." he looked at me with concern "What's wrong
sweetheart?"

I took a deep breath before hesitantly asking "What if.. people find out
that I'm.. that I wear...." He pulled me in for a hug, rubbing my back
tenderly. "Nobody will find out sweetheart. Your diapees are there to
make sure nobody finds out right? And the nurse already knows, so
make sure you visit her if you need a change; We don't want a repeat of
last time you tried to change yourself huh squirt?"

I blushed a deeper shade of red and nodded into Daddy's chest. "I will
Daddy, I promise". He guided me to my room and tucked me into bed
with a kiss on the forehead. "I've already laid out your big girl clothes for
tomorrow so we can leave bright and early."

He pulled out the campus map from his back pocket and put it in my
bag. "I want you to be able to familiarize yourself with the campus as
much as you can tomorrow okay? Maybe find a big buddy to show you
around. Anyways, get some rest my liAle princess, you've got a big day
ahead of you tomorrow."

The next day, I was up bright and early, my stomach fluAering with
excitement and buAerflies. Daddy had already fixed my breakfast and
packed my school bag with supplies and a couple extra changes. He
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securely in place, and covered by my skirt and leggings. He then put on
my training bra (that I thought was a braleAe) followed by a pink crop
sweater with a daisy on the front. I felt so mature, looking proudly in the
mirror.

Before I knew it, the car ride was over and I had been dropped oP at the
main entrance of the school. It was beyond anything I had seen or
imagined. The building was huge and modern, with young professionals
scaAered throughout going about their business. "Have a great day
sweetie, go find the reception in the front of the building and they'll help
you with everything! I'll see you later" He gave me a kiss on the forehead
and drove back down the road.

I watched the car leave, suddenly more nervous than excited once
again. Did I belong here? This place is incredible, and all these other
students appeared confident and capable, quite the opposite of how I
felt. I took a deep breath, making my way through the entrance hall and
found the reception desk, where a friendly lady with a nametag
introduced herself as Miss Wilson. She was very nice and helped me
find the right classroom for my course. "Now dear, I have to register you
in the system via photo scan, do you have your verification ID?"

I froze. "ID..? what ID? I don't think I got.." Sensing my panic, Miss
Wilson kindly explained "The ID is aAached to your map that you would
have recieved alongside your acceptance leAer".

"Ohhhh.. sorry". She smiled "No need to apologize". As I rummaged

through my bag looking for the map, Miss Wilson caught a glimpse of
my extra diapers tucked in the back sleeve of my backpack.

"Found it!" I said, trying to sound confident to make up for the awkward
start. "Thank you very much." she said, looking down at the ID to enter
the verification information. "Wow a young one, it's been a while"
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 I blushed slightly, and she elaborated. "Oh don't worry dear, you're not
alone, it's just more rare. I think the average age of our student populus
is 28. Most had to work their way up to be admiAed here. You must
have been very smart to get in at only 20!"

I couldn't help but smile at the compliment. "Also dear..." she said giving
back my ID and taking the map, marking a spot next to one of the
student lounges with a red marker. "This is the nurses o^ce, if you ever
need any help with anything, go there and she will take good care of
you."

There was something in her voice I couldn't place. "Does she tell every
new student where the nurses o^ce is..?" I wondered to myself
internally. I tried to disregard the feeling and chose to assume she was
just being helpful. I thanked Miss Smith, departing the o^ce to explore
the campus a bit before my first class started.

It was enormous. Even with the map it was hard to navigate. A couple
hours past as I got lost in the campus grounds. This place was like a
mini city.. 2 hours passed way faster than expected and suddenly I only
had 15 minutes to get to class.

Starting to panic again, I tried to think what a big girl would do in this
situation. She would remember what Daddy said. What did Daddy say...
"a big buddy!" I said to myself, before quickly looking around to make
sure noone heard me.

Luckily nobody was within earshot. I made my way over to a boy

wearing a black tank top and baggy sweatpants who was looking at his
phone. "Um.. excuse me, b-but I'm lost and my class is starting in 13
minutes, would you m-maybe be able to please show me how to get
there?"

He looked up smiling "Yeah no problem, first day? This place is crazy

haha. Which room are you supposed to be in?" I paused trying to
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Alright if we hurry we should make it, it's not too far but a bunch of
classes just got out and the hallways get a bit crowded. He led me along
the beautifully decorated hallways and courtyards, down two flights of
stairs, through a crowded lobby area, and then finally into the
classroom.

"There you go, all set. And hey, you've got a few minutes to spare! Good
luck in your class, don't be nervous, you'll do great." I thanked him
profusely for helping me arrive on time and he departed. I entered the
classroom and found a seat near the back of the class.

The lecture began shortly aeerwards, and I listened intently,

determined to do a good job. First there was an introduction to the
course material. I sort of understood what he was saying but alot of it
went over my head while everyone else nodded their understanding. I
nervously shieed in my seat, hoping that things would make more
sense as the class continued.

Aeerwards was a short introduction to each other where we mingled for

10 minutes and introduced ourselves. I was too shy to approach anyone
but several people approached me and introduced themselves. Mark,
Jenny, Christopher, Emma, Samantha.. hand aeer hand you shook,
feeling like you were out of place. An imposter among the big girls and
boys.

Aeer the introduction we were told to read chapters 1h2 in our workbook
with the remainder of class. Even though much of the material went
over my head, I still enjoyed reading so the time went quickly. Aeer the
class had ended, I was approached in the hallway by Emma, one of the
girls who introduced herself to me earlier.
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 "Hi again! A few friends of mine are doing a study group in one of the
private lounges tonight and we were wondering if you'd like to join us.
We're kind of having a bit of a 'pajamas and wine' kind of study night if
you know what I mean."
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 Surprised, I stuAered "O-oh you want me to come?" Emma smiled
"Yeah, we'd love to get to know you. What's your number? I'll text you
later if you want to come.

I couldn't believe it. People actually wanted me to come hang out with
them? This was so diPerent from my old school. There, nobody ever
talked to me, let alone invited me to hang out. Excited, I gave her my
number, and she said she'd text me the location of the lounge later.
Aeer Emma lee, I messaged Daddy excitedly:

*hiii Daddy I got invfxd to a pajama study group tonight and i said
ssjd yes!* sending the message before I realized all my typos.

*Did I say you could go to a study group at nighAime sweetie?*

My heart sunk, until I got another message a minute later.

*You can go this time, but next time ask Daddy first alright?*

I beamed, quickly texting back

*YAAAY :D thank you Daddy!!* pdemise I'll ask next time*

The rest of the day past quickly as I continued to explore the campus.
Daddy stopped by briefly to chat with me about my first day and drop
oP some of my pajamas for the hangout. Aeer what seemed like no
time, Daddy was leaving again and I found myself entering the lounge I
had been texted the location of 30 minutes ago. I missed Daddy and
wished he could have stayed, but was excited nonetheless.

As I entered the lounge, I noticed there were 5 people laid back on

luxurious couches arranged in a semi circle around a large rusrtic
wooden table. There were wine glasses, snacks, and the lighting was
soe and inviting

Emma noticed me walking in and waved me over. "Hey there, glad you
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yourself comfortable." She gestured to an empty couch between her
and another girl named Nicole.

As I sat down, I noticed that I was the only one actually wearing
pajamas. These girls were all so ePortlessly beautiful and put together.
They were wearing casual but flaAering outfits, and their makeup was
either flawless, or they were just that gorgeous. I, on the other hand,
had been given a pair of my nighty pajama dresses decorated with cute
bears and hearts. Normally that's all I would wear, but this time I had
paired it with a pair of baggy sweatpants for obvious reasons.

"Cute outfit!" said Nicole as she poured me a glass of wine. I blushed "S-
Sorry.. I thought Emma said.." Emma interrupted "Oh my god I'm so
sorry its my fault, I said pajamas but meant more that it was just at
night. Your look adorable though, don't worry about it!"

"Aged for 43, this stuP is delicious; you'll love it" Nicole said
appreciatively as she places my glass in front of me. I had no idea what
this meant, and nodded, hoping that would get me by. As everyone
sipped their wine, I slowly raised the mine to my lips and tried a sip. I
choked and spuAered a bit, trying to suppress my initial reaction to the
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it tasted like bad juice.

"Are you okay? Wrong pipe?" The voice was gentle, and the concern in it
made me realize how ridiculous I must have looked. I quickly tried to
compose myself and took another sip of the wine. "Yeah sorry.. Hate
when that happens" I said with a nervous laugh.

I shieed on the couch, but realized as I moved that my diaper felt warm
and sodden. "Oh my god I forgot to go to the nurse earlier!!" I thought to
myself frantically. The diaper felt quite full. I tried to check the damage
without drawing too much aAention to myself. As I shieed gingerly, I
felt another trickle of warmth escape me, but this one made its way
past the leg guard of my diaper and began to seep through my black
sweats and onto the couch.

My face flushed and my mind went blank. I was out of my depth. I didn't
know what to say or do. I felt like a fraud, like I didn't belong here.
Emma, noticing my discomfort, put a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, is everything okay? You seem a bit overwhelmed" She hadn't
noticed yet. I forced a smile, trying to play it oP. "Yeah, I'm just...
nervous, you know? New school, new people." She nodded
understandingly. "Don't worry, we're all here to help you feel welcome. If
there's anything we can do, just let us know."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it." I said, my voice still shaky. I took
another sip of the wine, hoping it would help me relax and feel more at
ease. As I listened to the other girls talk about their classes and their
interests, I tried to focus on how to save the situation without the girls
realizing what had happened. "What do I do???" I thought frantically.

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Themesdestinedfordiapers Follow As she watches all the grownups go
about their day, you couldn’t help but be proud of her. She’s come so
far.You remember the very first time she brought this up. It was three
months into your relationship. More than enough time to have fallen head
over heels in love with her.She was so nervous. She told you she wanted to
talk about something important, but as she mumbled and stuAered along,
you remember how scared you were. You assumed she was going to break
up with you. Or maybe tell you she was dying. You didn’t know what it was,
but her nerves and dancing around it caused your anxiety to spike.You
remember when she finally said it. “IhI like to…well..wear…
iliketoweardiapers.” She said it so fast you weren’t sure if she was speaking
English.“I’m sorry you like to wear what?” you ask. Her face made was so
red it would make a tomato jealous. “Diapers,” she whispers, barely
audible. It wasn’t what you expected. You weren’t kink averse by any
means, but it was still unexpected. But if you believed in one thing in this
world, it was that people should be free to live out their best lives, free of
judgement. You may not understand it—yet—but you loved her so you
supported this.“That’s nothing to be so nervous about, you know I love
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 you! Of course I’ll support you! Tell me more…”She did. She explained all of
it. That she was a liAle. That she loved weAing and messing her diapers.
How happy and free she felt in liAle space. How she’s always dreamed of
finding someone who could be her boyfriend and Daddy. You discussed it
with her for hours. You told her you only have one rule: you will go as far as
she wants, but once she wants a privilege taken away, it would never come
back. If she wants something, she has to really want it. So if she wants to
wear 24/7, she would be expected to wear 24/7. No exceptions, no
excuses, no breaks. If she wanted an early bedtime, she can’t go to bed
later ever again. It wasn’t to scare her. No, quite the opposite. You saw just
how important this was to her. You knew this wasn’t a passing phase. So
this would ensure every decision she makes, she thinks long and hard
about. You would go as far as she wanted. But she could never come back.
You saw how much she loved your new rule. She started oP slow. “I want
to wear diapers whenever we are in private and nobody else is around.”
And so she did. Not long aeer she asked to call you Daddy and have you
check and change her diapers in private. Soon aeer she asked for more
babyish things like pacifiers, onesies, and sippy cups.And, for a while,
that’s how it stayed. She was content living her dd/lg dreams in private.
Whenever you were alone, she was your diapered babygirl. When you were
in public, she was your diaper-free girlfriend. But you could tell she was
growing antsy. “Is there anything else you want to do babygirl?”She
thought about it for a few minutes. “Well, I was thinking, maybe I should
start wearing 24/7.”“That’s a big step sweetie, are you sure you want to
wear all day, every day, forever?”More hesitation. You knew she was
mulling it over. Finally, she whispers, “yes, Daddy, can I go 24/7? But can I
handle my diapers in public for now?”“Of course, princess. But you’ll have
to wear pink megamax diapers, okay? I don’t want my babygirl leaking
because she has bad diapers or forgets to change.”“Okay, Daddy! Thank
you!”This continued for the next six months. She was your babygirl in
private, potentially incontinent girlfriend in public. It was perfect.She
sobbed as you proposed on her favorite hiking trail that day. She was in
diapers for it. She was living the life she always dreamed. That night, as
she stared into your eyes, she asked to go further. “Can you be in charge
of my diapers, Daddy? I want you to check and change my diapers for me.
I want you to order them. I don’t want to worry about my diapers ever
again.”You smile at her as she lays on your chest, eyes full of love and
excitement. “Of course, babygirl. Do you want me to check and change
you whenever I think is appropriate, or whenever we can be discreet?”“Can
you be discreet, Daddy?” she whispers, “but also, can you please choose
everything I wear from now on? I want to be your cute princess
everywhere. Can you choose clothes that don’t make it obvious? I don’t
want to look like a baby.”“Of course, princess. You’ll look so cute, I
promise! But nobody but me will know.”The first—and only—time you ever
broke your rules was when you let her choose her own wedding dress. You
wanted this to be special—for both of you.Two weeks before your wedding,
she waddled over to you. She was so cute in her saggy diaper, short white
t-shirt, and pink pacifier. She sounded even cuter as she lisped out,
“Daddy, can-can I talk to you?”“Of course, babygirl, what’s up?”“IhI was
thinking. Aeer we get married, can I be your full time baby girl? In private
and in public. I..I love you,” she says, tears welling up in her eyes, “you
make me feel so safe, so happy. This is the happiest I’ve ever been in my
life. I want to go as far as I can. I don’t care what people think. I don’t care
what they will say. I only care about you, Daddy.”You never loved her more
than this moment. She was finally breaking down the walls. Finally
becoming who she was destined to be. But you also knew what this
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 meant.“Of course, princess,” you say, “but you know what this means
right? No more adult privileges ever again. No more late nights, no more
alcohol, no more adult shows like Vanderpump Rules, no more privacy, no
more phones, none of it.”“You will be my babygirl, full time. You will go to
bed when I say, eat what I say, be changed when I say, watch what I allow.
And…”You hesitate. You know what you have to give up for her to fully be
your babygirl. You work hard to compose yourself. You don’t want her to
see your pain. You don’t want her to see your own sacrifice. It’s worth it for
her to be happy. That’s all that maAers. “It also means no more big girl bed
time activities. Your princess parts will stay in your diapers.”You see her
look up into your eyes. Searching for clues. You know she doesn’t want you
to suPer for her. So you smile. You force yourself to smile the same smile
as when she asked to go 24/7. “But-but…Daddy! No, why not? IhIhI love
you,” she cries. Tears dripping down her face. “It’s for the best, babygirl. I
don’t mind, I promise,” you say as you wrap her in a hug. “Can…can we
have just one last night on our honeymoon?” she sobs, “please.”“Of
course, princess,” you say, trying to avoid her hearing your voice crack,
“one last night.” You knew how painful that night would be.Today was the
second day of your honeymoon. You think back to last night. It was full of
biAersweet pleasure. You touched each other as if for the last time,
wordlessly communicating your love through your bodies. When you
finished, both of you collapsed into the bed. You held each other tight.
LeAing your eyes say what neither of you could bear to say out loud. It was
unnecessary. You kissed her deeply, like the adult she was for the moment,
for the very last time. You saw her eyes grow heavy. It was well past her
bedtime. Before she fell asleep you say, “good night, Megan, I’ll always
love you.”You hear, almost as a whisper, “I love you too, always.”You give
yourself only a moment to mourn the loss of that part of your relationship.
Aeer all, she did fall asleep without a diaper—also for the last time. You
know her control has already spiraled. You don’t want a wet bed. You’re
already awake when she wakes up. “G’morning Daddy!” she says happily.
“Good morning, babygirl. What do you want to do today?”“I want to watch
the grownups!”“Of course, princess!”manyaccidents Follow
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liAle one ( @mommysliAlebaby89 ) who I've been chaAing with a bit
recently :3. ----------------------------------My eyes opened slowly as I
awoke. I had fallen asleep watching the liAle mermaid on the couch. I had
always been a heavy sleeper, and anyone I'd ever shared a bed with would
complain about how much I moved in my sleep the next morning.Stirring
groggily, I kept my eyes shut. I didn't want to wake up, I wanted to go back
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else, but my dreams were the only way I'd ever get to experience
something like that. I tried my best to clear my mind and fall back asleep,
and it was only then that I heard a hushed whisper. It was my girlfriend
Ella's voice."Yeah, she's always been restless. What? Oh, just sometimes.
Those shorts are a liAle loose""Was she on the phone talking with a friend
while I was trying to sleep?" I thought grumpily, but a second voice I didn't
recognize made my stomach drop."Her diaper is so cute why even bother
with shorts?" as I felt myself blush, not knowing my shorts had been not
been covering me fully, my girlfriend replied "she likes to pretend to be a
big girl sometimes". I could almost hear her rolling her eyes
sarcastically."Should we wake her up and introduce you?" suddenly I start
to panic. I hear footsteps approaching the couch. Who was this person?? I
continue to fein sleep, not knowing what else to do as the footsteps drew
closer.I felt a soe hand on my shoulder and heard my girlfriends voice
close to my ear. "Wakey wakey sweetheart, did you have a good nap? I
have someone very special here to introduce you to". I pretended to wake
up slowly like I normally do. I blinked my eyes sleepily and did a small
stretch, trying my best to sell it.I saw the woman to whom the unknown
voice belonged. She was every bit as beautiful as your girlfriend, with a
warm smile and kind eyes. Her long, dark hair was was pulled back into a
ponytail and she wore a flowery dress that accentuated her
curves.Sweetheart, this is my girlfriend Anna, and from now on she is your
mommy too; you are to listen to her, and she will play with you and help
take care of you just like I do! Aren't you excited?"My face reddened further
as my mind raced. I tried to respond, my heart pounding in my chest. "Hi," I
managed to get out soely, my eyes darting between the two gorgeous
women. "IhI'm.. um.." Anna's smile widened. "You are just so precious, don't
worry sweetie your mommy already told me all about you, and I'm so
excited to get to know you!". I buried my face in my blankie, this was too
much right now."Don't mind her, she's just really shy but she'll warm up to
you soon enough" Ella assured her before directing her words at me once
more. "Tell you what cupcake, you can show your new Mommy Anna your
dollhouse you got for your birthday? And maybe introduce her to your
stu^es too, I know Mr. Bun would love to meet her. Does that sound ok?
What's the maAer baby?"Without warning, I felt a finger gently slide past
the leg guard of my diaper. Her hands were cold and an unwilling high
pitched yelp escaped me. "Hm, a bit wet but nothing crazy" Ella turned to
Anna again "Don't let her convince you to change her too early by the way,
these can hold a few weAings and they arent cheap, especially with how
quickly our liAle one here goes through them." "I'm sorry.." I said quietly, my
lip trembling slightly.Anna smiled sympathetically "Don't you worry cutie-
pie, you're just like any other liAle girl; It's not your fault, so you have
nothing to apologize for! I understand this is new and might be a bit scary
for you but I really can't wait to get to know you!"Her voice was so genuine,
so sweet and caring that I found myself starting to calm down a liAle. As I
looked up at her, she took my hand and squeezed it tenderly. "Come on,
let's go see your preAy dollhouse and cute stu^es! I want to know all their
names and what they like"I nodded shyly, still feeling a bit nervous but
deciding that Anna seemed like a very nice lady and maybe it would be
okay to show her a few things.. As I started to lead Anna up to my room, I
heard Ella whisper "aeer you two are done can you quickly change her?
The moving truck just got here and I'll need to tell them where to put your
stuP.""No problem, maybe we'll put on a movie aeer we're done to keep her
busy while we unpack."Secretly excited at the prospect of another movie, I
lead Anna into my room, which is decorated in a cute pink and purple
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at the various toys, books and stuPed animals I had.Finally I reached the
last stuPy. "And this is Mr. Bun. He's in charge of all the others and he is
very smart. He likes to cuddle and play hide-and-seek with me and he
loves carrots dipped in honey and-" I broke oP shyly, realizing just how
childish I sounded."He seems like a very special Bunny." Anna replied
kindly. "You said he was really smart too right? Do you think he likes me? I
really hope so, he seems like such a good friend".I hesitated, blushing once
again. "..I think he m-maybe likes you and says you can give him a hug..
And then he said.. maybe you could..um.. give me a hug too? maybe? just
so I'm not lee out..?Anna smiled again, how could she not? "Yes of course
sweetheart, any time".#md/lg#md/lg liAle#abdl story#diaper
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jealously"Stupid big dumb idiot truck.." I thought, frustratedly trying to
climb up into the vehicle that has no business being that high oP the
ground. Daddy had asked his brother to babysit me for the weekend, and it
was always so boring. All he ever wanted to do was drive around and show
oP his dumb truck to the girls at his university, and I didn't have any choice
but to be dragged along. Tired, but not wanting to be seen, I sneakily
looked around the side of the truck to see what uncle was up to.He was
still busily flirting with a gorgeous sophomore girl, oblivious to my
struggles. I stared over at them covertly, pouting jealously. She was
wearing a pair of black yoga pants that were very flaAering to her long legs
& defined bum. Paired with a crop sweater that showed oP a cute belly
buAon piercing with liAle heart, you continued to look on jealously.I missed
the days when I was allowed to dress like an adult. I used to make the boys
drool just like her. My boyfriend Julian (who I now must refer to as daddy)
had been no exception. I'd had him wrapped around my finger for a year
until he finally asked me out. That was all before the accidents started
though..I winced internally, the painful memories of my decent into diapers
flooded my mind. I remembered how it all started; with a scary movie on
his new couch.. I could still see the disappointment and mild frustration on
his face as he looked at the stain on his couch, almost as if it happened
yesterday. Sadly, that couch was just the beginning. A series of accidents
proceeded my first one in the weeks following. Each time the urge hit, my
control seemed to slip a bit more.The doctor was absolutely no help. Aeer
several tests he determined that there was nothing physically wrong with
me. He suggested that it may be a psychological issue, and that I should
try to lessen any stressful situations I could find myself in.I was crying
quietly in the passenger seat, feeling helpless to fix what was happening
as my boyfriend drove us home from the doctors. A stream of urine
escaped into my panties, but I was too preoccupied to notice. At the tra^c
light Julian looked over at me and started to say something until he
noticed the faint smell of pee.He sighed, knowing what had occurred
before I even did, and pulled the car over in a nearby parking lot."Why are
we stopping..?" I said, wiping tears away with my sleeve. He said nothing,
but got out of the car and beckoned for me to follow. It was only as I got
out of the vehicle that I noticed the state of my lower half. He opened the
back door, laid down his jacket, and guided me by the shoulders into the
backseat, laying me down gently onto the jacket."umm.. I- what is
happening?" I said, starting to panic a bit."Just relax sweetheart," he said
soely, brushing my hair behind my ear. "I'm going to take care of you." He
leaned over and unbuAoned my jeans, sliding them down my legs. The
smell of urine grew stronger as my drenched underwear was exposed. He
tuAed quietly to himself before removing those as well."I'm afraid these
were your last pair of panties sweetie" he said gently, throwing them in a
nearby trash can. My heart plummeted "what are you talking about?" I
said, unable to mask the obvious worry in my voice."I'm afraid this is it
sweetie. I'm going to have put you in diapers from now on." He said soely,
pulling a bulky pack of of them from the trunk. Evidently he had expected
something like this. "I know it's not what you want, but I'm going to take
care of you. I promise." He opened the pack of diapers and began unfolding
one, revealing a cute liAle cartoon character printed on the front.It all
seemed to happen so fast in the moment.. I felt my legs and bum lieed
into the air then get placed back down onto the soe absorbent padding.
Next thing I knew I was swaddled in padding that felt unreasonably thick
between my legs.The memories of these indicdents were burned into my
mind vividly. I sighed longingly, wishing for my old life.. wishing I could be
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 free of my portable padded prison, but far from geAing any beAer, my
accidents had only increased in frequency since being put back in diapers.
This made it "di^cult" as daddy said, for me to be trusted again with
panties, or even pull-ups.From that day onward, he no longer viewed me as
an adult. He had informed me that though he still loved me, in his eyes, I
was now no more than a cute overgrown toddler that he needed to look
aeer. My adult privileges had vanished along with my sexy panties and
lingerie. Too stained to donate, my boyfriend had decided to burn them all
in the firepit once he had purchased me a few boxes of diapers to replace
them.Lost in my memories, I jumped with surprise as a cheery voice
behind me said brightly "Hey liAle cutie, your uncle asked me to help you
up into the truck while he goes to the washroom since you have to leave
soon. Come round to this side where your car seat is sweetheart" it was
the aAractive girl he'd been flirting with. She had taken oP her sweater to
reveal a matching black tank top that made me blush with jealousy."I
actually have to go to the washroom as well" I said, trying to sound
confident so as to not to give anything away, but she laughed. "Don't worry
sweetie pie, your unckie told me everything" she said with a hint of
condescension.I felt myself flush, tearing up and looking away quickly.
Great.. just great..."Oh honey I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you!" she
explained soely "why don't you just let me help you into your car seat
hmm?"I couldn't help but feel embarrassed as she helped me scale the
stupid lieed truck. I felt her hand press into the seat of my diaper, trying to
help me finish climbing onto the seat. The diaper squished between her
fingers and I yelped with surprise and indignation."Woah looks like this
liAle girl need a change ASAP huh super soaker?" she said with smile,
trying to suppress her laughter. My face burned with humiliation but how
could I argue?My uncle entered the drivers seat and buckled in as the girl
strapped me into my car seat. "All ready girls?" he said, starting the engine
"almost done handsome" the girl said with a flirtatious smile. Before
finishing, she slid my skirt oP and put it on the passenger seat. I opened
my mouth to protest but before I could say anything she said "you might
leak sweetie, this way I can keep an eye on you from the front while your
Unckie Ethan drives us to the movies. He'll change you into a nice fresh
diaper once we get there, so just hold tight for a bit ok?My face still beet
red, I nodded, unable to think of anything else to say. The girl climbed in
the front seat next to my uncle, and I could feel her eyes on me the entire
ride. Tears streamed down my face once again. She was everything I
wished I could be again. Grown up, confident, beautiful, and free to
explore all the pleasures adulthood had to oPer. She undoubtedly wore a
pair of risqué panties underneath her yoga pants, and it seemed like uncle
Ethan was doing his best to get in them.A sense of overwhelming loss
gripped me and the tears turned into heavy sobs. Since daddy saw me as a
toddler now, he refused adamantly to do any "adult activities" with
me."You're still my liAle girl," he'd say, kissing the top of my head. "And liAle
girls need their daddies to take care of them, they don't need to think
about yucky kissing and adult playtime." But this just made me want it so
much more. I wanted to be his partner again, his equal. I wanted him to
fawn aeer me like he used to, but now.. now I was just his responsibility.
Just the pathetic liAle girl who needed to stay padded, else risk ruining
more clothing and furniture...#dd/lg liAle#ddlgbabygirl#diaper
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Themesdestinedfordiapers Follow You didn’t know it yet, but this was the
last time you’d be in public in adult clothes for a long, long time. Nor did
you understand that it may be the last time anyone looks at you as an
adult. You had always been braAy and self-centered. That wasn’t new. You
got away with it because you were beautiful. You could have boys wrapped
around your finger in no time. That was all about to change. You see, it’s
hard to bully guys around when you’re in a thick, poofy diaper. Diaper girls
aren’t sexy, they’re cute. Guys want to protect you from the scary world,
not date you.He was one of those guys you loved to bully. He had a crush
on you for forever. It was a poorly kept secret you loved to exploit. You’d
give him just enough hope to keep him coming back, but never let it go
any further.Aeer today, he won’t ever want to go further with you ever
again. Over the last two months you’d been spending more time with him.
You enjoyed teasing him but even you had to admit he was a good-looking
guy. But it was just so boring to hook-up with a guy you already knew liked
you. So you were “just friends.”It may have worked if you didn’t start
having accidents the last few times you were with him. You played oP the
first accident as too much tequila. The second on not wanting to use that
gross Porta poAy. By the third accident you were running out of
excuses.He became more assertive as you lost confidence with every
accident. It was strange—you were both mortified about the accidents and
turned on by his new demeanor. You liked when he took control. Aeer the
third accident, he joked that if it happened again he’d put you in diapers
like the liAle girl you were proving to be. You laughed it oP, thinking it was
a joke. You didn’t need diapers. Ha ha. You wore your favorite pink skirt
today because you knew it drove him wild. You were determined to regain
control, even if you enjoyed this new version of him. You had to put these
accidents behind you. You only noticed you were even having an accident
when it was already happening. “Uh oh, is someone having another wiAle
accident?” you hear in day in a mock baby voice, “looks like you’re ready
for diapers aeer all!”You were like a deer caught in the headlights. You
wanted to yell at him, argue with him. Tell him to knock it oP with that
voice. But you couldn’t do any of that. “IhI’m not-I don’t need diapers!” you
stuAer, barely containing your emotions.He looks down at the puddle at
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 your feet. “I don’t know babygirl, looks like you do,” he says as he reaches
into his backpack, “luckily I brought you a nice, dry diaper and a onesie just
in case. Now, can you be a big girl and lay down on that bench for me?”
There was something in the way he spoke to you that made you want to
listen. You wanted to cry in embarrassment, but he didn’t make you feel
ashamed. You felt…safe. So you agreed.Daddy said he’s never seen
anything as cute as you in his life as you stood up, your short skirt failing
to even cover half of your preAy pink diaper. Daddy says it matched
perfectly as you waddled and crinkled your way to your new life. You
haven’t used the toilet since that day eight months ago. Daddy says you
don’t need to worry about that for now. You can try it again when you grow
up, but that won’t be for a while.You don’t worry about that stuP anymore.
He takes care of everything. Of you. Who cares if you don’t wear your cute
skirts or designer purses out to parties anymore. You have the comfiest
clothes that has liAle buAons to make changes easier for Daddy. And
besides, Daddy holds everything you need in your diaper bag anyway.You
may still be braAy and self-centered, but it’s far cuter for everyone around
you when you say braAy things with your pacifier in your mouth with a
poofy diaper in desperate need for a change. You are right where you
belong.
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think of as an "big girl energy bar" where its like a video game powerup. if i
use too many big girl energys i lose them and i preAy much instantly
regress.. ill probably start shuAing down, and won't be able to access it
again for a while... I might even start to cry because sometimes im not
ready to stop being big and still have things to do but then i need to ask for
help because big girl chores are hard and i cant do it anymore.. it makes
me feel very small manyaccidents this past week big girl energy bar has
been at 0 alot..
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 manyaccidents reblogged manyaccidents Follow Learning my Priorities
My mommy Sarah loved to thrie, and who could blame her? The place had
anything you could dream of, from vintage dresses to hand-me-down toys.
What I REALLY wanted was to go play with the toys of course, but I
thought I wanted was to prove to mommy I can be a big girl. Three days
ago, I graduated from diapers to pull-ups, but now the pressure was on. I
had to prove I deserved them by being patient.I tried to contribute by
taking things oP the hanger and bringing them to mommy. She would
always humor me by holding it up to her body while she 'considered
them'.Of course, she rarely ever got any of them, because all I ever brought
her were purple and pink items without a care for anything else.She'd just
chuckle and put them back, and aeer a few times of this happening my
aAention began to waver. This was sooo boring mommy was taking
foreverrr... "I'm a big girl and am patient but its been so long can't we just
have fun already?" I thought to myself, shieing impatiently on the spot.
You didn't want to admit it to yourself but the toy section at the thrie store
was always exciting and fun.My shieing did not go unnoticed. Sarah
turned to me and asked "What's wrong? Do you have to use the poAy
sweetheart?"Blushing, I quickly replied "no mommy, I don't need the
poAy.."Looking skeptical, she walked over to me. "Why are you doing the
poAy dance then?"I didn't want to admit I just wanted to go look at the
toys. Last time mommy had to put me on time out when I got home
because I kept asking her every couple minutes if we could look at the toys
yet. I wanted this time to be diPerent; to prove to mommy I am a big girl
without any doubt.I stopped shieing. "Um.. it wasn't the poAy dance.." was
all I could think to say. Unconvinced, Sarah walked over and slid her finger
inside the leg of my overall shorts before I could react. "I'm not w-" I began
defensively, starting to blush."Oh sweetie..." she murmured, pulling her
finger away. Her "Looks like you had quite an accident.. it feels like it's
almost leaking".Dismayed, I couldn't help but tear up impatiently. I had
been trying so hard to be a big girl just for this to happen?? "But how... w-
when?" I asked desperately. How could I not have realized? Was I really that
excited about the toys..?"I don't know exactly when sweetheart.. but this
was the last pull-up we brought along for errands. We're gonna have to
quickly grab you some more and use their changing room. Luckily for you
we're at the thrie store where they always have unopened packs!"As she
led me over to the baby section to find a pack of pull-ups, I couldn't help
but feel a mixture of embarrassment and disappointment. I wanted to kick
and scream and cry, but I knew that would only make things worse.
Instead, I tried my hardest to keep my composure as we made our way
through the aisles, my eyes darting around at the toys I had been so
desperately trying to avoid thinking about."I see you keep stealing glances
at the toys sweetie, you can play with them aeer we change you into a dry
dia- uh.. pull-up."I was too preoccupied to catch her slip up. I had tried so
hard to prove I was a big girl by not asking about the toys, and helping with
the clothing selections that I completely forgot to keep in mind lesson #1.
Big girls can tell when they have to go poAy...
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 manyaccidents Follow Learning my Priorities My mommy Sarah loved to
thrie, and who could blame her? The place had anything you could dream
of, from vintage dresses to hand-me-down toys. What I REALLY wanted
was to go play with the toys of course, but I thought I wanted was to prove
to mommy I can be a big girl. Three days ago, I graduated from diapers to
pull-ups, but now the pressure was on. I had to prove I deserved them by
being patient.I tried to contribute by taking things oP the hanger and
bringing them to mommy. She would always humor me by holding it up to
her body while she 'considered them'.Of course, she rarely ever got any of
them, because all I ever brought her were purple and pink items without a
care for anything else.She'd just chuckle and put them back, and aeer a
few times of this happening my aAention began to waver. This was sooo
boring mommy was taking foreverrr... "I'm a big girl and am patient but its
been so long can't we just have fun already?" I thought to myself, shieing
impatiently on the spot. You didn't want to admit it to yourself but the toy
section at the thrie store was always exciting and fun.My shieing did not
go unnoticed. Sarah turned to me and asked "What's wrong? Do you have
to use the poAy sweetheart?"Blushing, I quickly replied "no mommy, I
don't need the poAy.."Looking skeptical, she walked over to me. "Why are
you doing the poAy dance then?"I didn't want to admit I just wanted to go
look at the toys. Last time mommy had to put me on time out when I got
home because I kept asking her every couple minutes if we could look at
the toys yet. I wanted this time to be diPerent; to prove to mommy I am a
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 big girl without any doubt.I stopped shieing. "Um.. it wasn't the poAy
dance.." was all I could think to say. Unconvinced, Sarah walked over and
slid her finger inside the leg of my overall shorts before I could react. "I'm
not w-" I began defensively, starting to blush."Oh sweetie..." she
murmured, pulling her finger away. Her "Looks like you had quite an
accident.. it feels like it's almost leaking".Dismayed, I couldn't help but tear
up impatiently. I had been trying so hard to be a big girl just for this to
happen?? "But how... w-when?" I asked desperately. How could I not have
realized? Was I really that excited about the toys..?"I don't know exactly
when sweetheart.. but this was the last pull-up we brought along for
errands. We're gonna have to quickly grab you some more and use their
changing room. Luckily for you we're at the thrie store where they always
have unopened packs!"As she led me over to the baby section to find a
pack of pull-ups, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of embarrassment and
disappointment. I wanted to kick and scream and cry, but I knew that
would only make things worse. Instead, I tried my hardest to keep my
composure as we made our way through the aisles, my eyes darting
around at the toys I had been so desperately trying to avoid thinking
about."I see you keep stealing glances at the toys sweetie, you can play
with them aeer we change you into a dry dia- uh.. pull-up."I was too
preoccupied to catch her slip up. I had tried so hard to prove I was a big girl
by not asking about the toys, and helping with the clothing selections that
I completely forgot to keep in mind lesson #1. Big girls can tell when they
have to go poAy...#dd/lg babygirl#diaper captions#dd/lg liAle#diaper
regression#regression#cg/l#cg/l community#liAle space#md/lg#md/lg
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Themesmanyaccidents Follow I feel so much younger than I am.
Everything about being an adult is too hard :c. LiAle girls shouldn't have to
work a job. Too many processes and complex subjects. It's just too much
for my baby brain. Oh I didn't get my way or something unexpected
happened? Guess I'd beAer try my best to not have a tantrum/meltdown
instead of just handling it by problem solving like a big girl would..ayu-stuP
Follow This happens mainly because, darling, you're not a big girl. You're
just a piddle-pants cuckie who blushes reading and writing silly liAle
captions on Tumblr. Go ahead and tell us just one thing (can you even
count that high?) you've done this week that would make you a big girl.
Sucking your thumb???? Doesn't count. Making a messie?? Come on. But
you're right about one thing: LiAle girls shouldn't worry about working at
all. They should just concentrate on gurgling, drooling all over their bib,
and ask themselves what is that stupid rhythmic noise coming from
Daddy's bedroom... (A clue: Mommy is also in there with him. Do you even
know which grown-up things they could be doing? You have no idea, don't
you...?)manyaccidents N-no I don't know what they're doing... I
asked before but they told me that it's something I wouldn't understand
they refused to elaborate because I'm "too liAle" for an advanced topic.
but i swear i can understand!! i just need someone to explain it so.. a l-liAe
girl like me would understand.. >~<ayu-stuP No, you wouldn't. You're just a
toddler in Daddy's eyes. A liAle, clueless, petulant, and drooly toddler. Why
would He want to elaborate about his sexy time with Mommy?Have you
ever seen him naked? Do you even know what he looks like down there?
What he does so that Mommy's moans cross the walls of you childish
room -let's be honest, it's a fucking nursery- every night?Or, why would
Mommy want you to know anything about it? It's for your own good,
sweetie. If you knew what ePect Mommy's boobies have on Daddy, you
would cry yourself to sleep every night knowing that your silly liAle
mosquito bites couldn't make Daddy feel anything more than pity. Have
you ever tried on a bra? A real bra, not a pathetic princess training bra.
Nonetheless, I bet these would also be too mature for you.If they told you
what Daddy does to Mommy's princess parts, you would be sad for sure,
darling. You would blush, stomp, cry and stuAer, and throw, in short, a silly
tantrum. You would beg Daddy to let you grow silly liAle hair over your
babyish princess parts, just as Mommy has. Which he would dismiss as a
stupid baby's whim.Do you know now why it is beAer that you know
nothing? :)manyaccidents umm..ill just still know nothing..ayu-stuP Your
Daddy made you thank me explicitly for helping him keep you pure,
babyish and chaste. I bet you are not geAing to know what the sexy stuPs
mean for a long time...manyaccidents if i could just at least have a chance
why can't i just be a big girl ayu-stuP I am preAy sure you can
answer that question yourself just by looking at the mirror :). What do you
see, darling? A sexy, grown-up woman that drives men crazy? Or a tiny,
messy, pathetic and blushy toddler who just woke up from her nap?
manyaccidents i see, um.. .... ..this is so unfair..
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jealously"Stupid big dumb idiot truck.." I thought, frustratedly trying to
climb up into the vehicle that has no business being that high oP the
ground. Daddy had asked his brother to babysit me for the weekend, and it
was always so boring. All he ever wanted to do was drive around and show
oP his dumb truck to the girls at his university, and I didn't have any choice
but to be dragged along. Tired, but not wanting to be seen, I sneakily
looked around the side of the truck to see what uncle was up to.He was
still busily flirting with a gorgeous sophomore girl, oblivious to my
struggles. I stared over at them covertly, pouting jealously. She was
wearing a pair of black yoga pants that were very flaAering to her long legs
& defined bum. Paired with a crop sweater that showed oP a cute belly
buAon piercing with liAle heart, you continued to look on jealously.I missed
the days when I was allowed to dress like an adult. I used to make the boys
drool just like her. My boyfriend Julian (who I now must refer to as daddy)
had been no exception. I'd had him wrapped around my finger for a year
until he finally asked me out. That was all before the accidents started
though..I winced internally, the painful memories of my decent into diapers
flooded my mind. I remembered how it all started; with a scary movie on
his new couch.. I could still see the disappointment and mild frustration on
his face as he looked at the stain on his couch, almost as if it happened
yesterday. Sadly, that couch was just the beginning. A series of accidents
proceeded my first one in the weeks following. Each time the urge hit, my
control seemed to slip a bit more.The doctor was absolutely no help. Aeer
several tests he determined that there was nothing physically wrong with
me. He suggested that it may be a psychological issue, and that I should
try to lessen any stressful situations I could find myself in.I was crying
quietly in the passenger seat, feeling helpless to fix what was happening
as my boyfriend drove us home from the doctors. A stream of urine
escaped into my panties, but I was too preoccupied to notice. At the tra^c
light Julian looked over at me and started to say something until he
noticed the faint smell of pee.He sighed, knowing what had occurred
before I even did, and pulled the car over in a nearby parking lot."Why are
we stopping..?" I said, wiping tears away with my sleeve. He said nothing,
but got out of the car and beckoned for me to follow. It was only as I got
out of the vehicle that I noticed the state of my lower half. He opened the
back door, laid down his jacket, and guided me by the shoulders into the
backseat, laying me down gently onto the jacket."umm.. I- what is
happening?" I said, starting to panic a bit."Just relax sweetheart," he said
soely, brushing my hair behind my ear. "I'm going to take care of you." He
leaned over and unbuAoned my jeans, sliding them down my legs. The
smell of urine grew stronger as my drenched underwear was exposed. He
tuAed quietly to himself before removing those as well."I'm afraid these
were your last pair of panties sweetie" he said gently, throwing them in a
nearby trash can. My heart plummeted "what are you talking about?" I
said, unable to mask the obvious worry in my voice."I'm afraid this is it
sweetie. I'm going to have put you in diapers from now on." He said soely,
pulling a bulky pack of of them from the trunk. Evidently he had expected
something like this. "I know it's not what you want, but I'm going to take
care of you. I promise." He opened the pack of diapers and began unfolding
one, revealing a cute liAle cartoon character printed on the front.It all
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into the air then get placed back down onto the soe absorbent padding.
Next thing I knew I was swaddled in padding that felt unreasonably thick
between my legs.The memories of these indicdents were burned into my
mind vividly. I sighed longingly, wishing for my old life.. wishing I could be
free of my portable padded prison, but far from geAing any beAer, my
accidents had only increased in frequency since being put back in diapers.
This made it "di^cult" as daddy said, for me to be trusted again with
panties, or even pull-ups.From that day onward, he no longer viewed me as
an adult. He had informed me that though he still loved me, in his eyes, I
was now no more than a cute overgrown toddler that he needed to look
aeer. My adult privileges had vanished along with my sexy panties and
lingerie. Too stained to donate, my boyfriend had decided to burn them all
in the firepit once he had purchased me a few boxes of diapers to replace
them.Lost in my memories, I jumped with surprise as a cheery voice
behind me said brightly "Hey liAle cutie, your uncle asked me to help you
up into the truck while he goes to the washroom since you have to leave
soon. Come round to this side where your car seat is sweetheart" it was
the aAractive girl he'd been flirting with. She had taken oP her sweater to
reveal a matching black tank top that made me blush with jealousy."I
actually have to go to the washroom as well" I said, trying to sound
confident so as to not to give anything away, but she laughed. "Don't worry
sweetie pie, your unckie told me everything" she said with a hint of
condescension.I felt myself flush, tearing up and looking away quickly.
Great.. just great..."Oh honey I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you!" she
explained soely "why don't you just let me help you into your car seat
hmm?"I couldn't help but feel embarrassed as she helped me scale the
stupid lieed truck. I felt her hand press into the seat of my diaper, trying to
help me finish climbing onto the seat. The diaper squished between her
fingers and I yelped with surprise and indignation."Woah looks like this
liAle girl need a change ASAP huh super soaker?" she said with smile,
trying to suppress her laughter. My face burned with humiliation but how
could I argue?My uncle entered the drivers seat and buckled in as the girl
strapped me into my car seat. "All ready girls?" he said, starting the engine
"almost done handsome" the girl said with a flirtatious smile. Before
finishing, she slid my skirt oP and put it on the passenger seat. I opened
my mouth to protest but before I could say anything she said "you might
leak sweetie, this way I can keep an eye on you from the front while your
Unckie Ethan drives us to the movies. He'll change you into a nice fresh
diaper once we get there, so just hold tight for a bit ok?My face still beet
red, I nodded, unable to think of anything else to say. The girl climbed in
the front seat next to my uncle, and I could feel her eyes on me the entire
ride. Tears streamed down my face once again. She was everything I
wished I could be again. Grown up, confident, beautiful, and free to
explore all the pleasures adulthood had to oPer. She undoubtedly wore a
pair of risqué panties underneath her yoga pants, and it seemed like uncle
Ethan was doing his best to get in them.A sense of overwhelming loss
gripped me and the tears turned into heavy sobs. Since daddy saw me as a
toddler now, he refused adamantly to do any "adult activities" with
me."You're still my liAle girl," he'd say, kissing the top of my head. "And liAle
girls need their daddies to take care of them, they don't need to think
about yucky kissing and adult playtime." But this just made me want it so
much more. I wanted to be his partner again, his equal. I wanted him to
fawn aeer me like he used to, but now.. now I was just his responsibility.
Just the pathetic liAle girl who needed to stay padded, else risk ruining
more clothing and furniture...#dd/lg liAle#ddlgbabygirl#diaper
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 manyaccidents reblogged manyaccidents Follow All along..It had been
years since my last sleepover. I'd always avoided them because.. well.. you
know. But that problem had only ever goAen worse, never beAer. They told
me when i was 7 that a lot of girls my age still wet the bed, and not to
worry. At 10 I was told much the same. But each time I was told I'd grow
out of it soon enough, I couldn't help but feel like I was being lee behind as
I didn't.Now, at 20 years of age, I know that I was lee behind. The
goodnites packages always had a sleeping girl printed on the front, and as
I grew up, I was painfully aware of the fact that I was slowly geAing older
than the girls shown on the package; All while still needing the same
protection they did. Until the goodnites weren't enough anymore that is..I
sighed longingly. I never thought I would see the day when I actually
missed my goodnites.. The daytime accidents started seemingly out of
nowhere about a year ago, and since then I haven't had the privilege to
wear goodnites anymore..No, here I was staying the night at Amanda's
place, locked in her bathroom while trying to change myself into a dry
diaper and pack away the wet one without giving myself away. The tapes
were always so di^cult.. I stopped to take a break, siAing on the toilet the
fresh diaper half taped loosely on me. My boyfriend had insisted on geAing
me the childish ones decorated with balloons and kites. They were cute at
least.. not just boring medical ones.Suddenly, in my peripheral vision I saw
the door begin to open. Instant panic. "I locked the door???" I thought to
myself as I frantically looked for a place to hide, but it was useless. I was
halfway into the shower when I heard Amandas moms voice sounding
impatient "ok but how do I install this? I didn't break the stupid lock
Richard.. I-" she cut oP as she saw me in my pitiful state; diaper still half
taped hanging loosely onto me."I have to call you back, sorry. Love you too,
I'm sorry for being snappy" she put the phone in her pocket and took a
step closer to me. I stood there not knowing what to do. She gave me a
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been friends for 15 years. She had known all about my bedweAing from our
sleepovers when I was 10, but of course she assumed I grew out of it. She
went to put her purse down on the counter and saw the bag that
contained my used diaper from before. A confused look at her watch and
inside the bag, she asked "Why is there one in this bag thats already wet?
Did you fall asleep or something?"My heart was racing. "um.. yeah" I lied,
hoping it sounded believable. "So if I were to ask Amanda what you were
doing 10 minutes ago, she would say you fell asleep?" she questioned. It
must have been obvious I was lying. "Tell me the truth honey" she
instructed. Blushing profusely, I took a deep breath, then I explained to her
that the accidents had extended to the daytime a year ago. "Can you
please keep it a secret though like you did when I was a kid?" I requested
quietly."Of course, sweetheart" she assured me. "I know how hard it is to
deal with this, and I'm here for you." Pausing hesitantly for a moment, she
continued. "You know, wouldn't it be beAer just to tell Amanda? People
found put anyway when you were kids and nothing bad happened so-
""What??" I cut her oP in shock."Oh I'm sorry.. I thought they must have
told you they knew at some point." she replied.I didn't know what to say. Of
course they hadn't told me.. I didn't want to think about it right now. I was
just so sick of trying to keep secrets in that moment. "Well, I guess you're
right. Maybe I should tell her. But I'm just so scared. What if she doesn't
want to be my friend anymore? BedweAing is one thing but.." I trailed oP
dejectedly.I heard a quiet knock on the door before Amanda entered the
room as well. "Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear.. Please don't worry, I've
always known. I tried to never bring it up because I know it's a sensitive
topic, but you can trust me. I don't care if you still need to wear diapers.
Day or night, doesn't maAer; Because you're a wonderful person and still
as cute as as ever. I don't see you as any less."I started to tear up
involuntarily. A strong mix of emotions was clouding my my mind."Really?"
I managed to choke out, my voice barely audible."Of course, silly!" Amanda
giggled, moving to give me a hug. "I don't care if you need diapers or not.
I'll always be your friend. You're important to me, just like you've always
been." She smiled warmly and added, "And if anyone ever gives you crap
about it, they can talk to me, because I'll kick their ass for you. Just like
Sarah back in 4th grade"My jaw dropped. "That was why you had that
fight?? You got suspended!"Amanda giggled again. "It was worth it. I'd do it
all over again. Now can we PLEASE go watch our rom coms and get wine
drunk already?!""Ah ah, not so fast" interjected Amanda's mom "Let me
quickly fix your diaper tapes, those are not going to cut it"She expertly
adjusted the tapes on my diaper. "There, nice and snug". This was beyond
embarassing, but I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of comfort.
Maybe it wasn't the end of the world if people knew aeer
all.manyaccidents fixed some bad typos + pic credit to
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 manyaccidents Follow All along..It had been years since my last sleepover.
I'd always avoided them because.. well.. you know. But that problem had
only ever goAen worse, never beAer. They told me when i was 7 that a lot
of girls my age still wet the bed, and not to worry. At 10 I was told much
the same. But each time I was told I'd grow out of it soon enough, I
couldn't help but feel like I was being lee behind as I didn't.Now, at 20
years of age, I know that I was lee behind. The goodnites packages always
had a sleeping girl printed on the front, and as I grew up, I was painfully
aware of the fact that I was slowly geAing older than the girls shown on
the package; All while still needing the same protection they did. Until the
goodnites weren't enough anymore that is..I sighed longingly. I never
thought I would see the day when I actually missed my goodnites.. The
daytime accidents started seemingly out of nowhere about a year ago, and
since then I haven't had the privilege to wear goodnites anymore..No, here
I was staying the night at Amanda's place, locked in her bathroom while
trying to change myself into a dry diaper and pack away the wet one
without giving myself away. The tapes were always so di^cult.. I stopped
to take a break, siAing on the toilet the fresh diaper half taped loosely on
me. My boyfriend had insisted on geAing me the childish ones decorated
with balloons and kites. They were cute at least.. not just boring medical
ones.Suddenly, in my peripheral vision I saw the door begin to open.
Instant panic. "I locked the door???" I thought to myself as I frantically
looked for a place to hide, but it was useless. I was halfway into the shower
when I heard Amandas moms voice sounding impatient "ok but how do I
install this? I didn't break the stupid lock Richard.. I-" she cut oP as she saw
me in my pitiful state; diaper still half taped hanging loosely onto me."I
have to call you back, sorry. Love you too, I'm sorry for being snappy" she
put the phone in her pocket and took a step closer to me. I stood there not
knowing what to do. She gave me a sympathetic, if a bit piteous look. "Oh
honey.. Still?"Amanda and I had been friends for 15 years. She had known
all about my bedweAing from our sleepovers when I was 10, but of course
she assumed I grew out of it. She went to put her purse down on the
counter and saw the bag that contained my used diaper from before. A
confused look at her watch and inside the bag, she asked "Why is there
one in this bag thats already wet? Did you fall asleep or something?"My
heart was racing. "um.. yeah" I lied, hoping it sounded believable. "So if I
were to ask Amanda what you were doing 10 minutes ago, she would say
you fell asleep?" she questioned. It must have been obvious I was lying.
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 "Tell me the truth honey" she instructed. Blushing profusely, I took a deep
breath, then I explained to her that the accidents had extended to the
daytime a year ago. "Can you please keep it a secret though like you did
when I was a kid?" I requested quietly."Of course, sweetheart" she assured
me. "I know how hard it is to deal with this, and I'm here for you." Pausing
hesitantly for a moment, she continued. "You know, wouldn't it be beAer
just to tell Amanda? People found put anyway when you were kids and
nothing bad happened so-""What??" I cut her oP in shock."Oh I'm sorry.. I
thought they must have told you they knew at some point." she replied.I
didn't know what to say. Of course they hadn't told me.. I didn't want to
think about it right now. I was just so sick of trying to keep secrets in that
moment. "Well, I guess you're right. Maybe I should tell her. But I'm just so
scared. What if she doesn't want to be my friend anymore? BedweAing is
one thing but.." I trailed oP dejectedly.I heard a quiet knock on the door
before Amanda entered the room as well. "Sorry, I couldn't help but
overhear.. Please don't worry, I've always known. I tried to never bring it up
because I know it's a sensitive topic, but you can trust me. I don't care if
you still need to wear diapers. Day or night, doesn't maAer; Because you're
a wonderful person and still as cute as as ever. I don't see you as any less."I
started to tear up involuntarily. A strong mix of emotions was clouding my
my mind."Really?" I managed to choke out, my voice barely audible."Of
course, silly!" Amanda giggled, moving to give me a hug. "I don't care if you
need diapers or not. I'll always be your friend. You're important to me, just
like you've always been." She smiled warmly and added, "And if anyone
ever gives you crap about it, they can talk to me, because I'll kick their ass
for you. Just like Sarah back in 4th grade"My jaw dropped. "That was why
you had that fight?? You got suspended!"Amanda giggled again. "It was
worth it. I'd do it all over again. Now can we PLEASE go watch our rom
coms and get wine drunk already?!""Ah ah, not so fast" interjected
Amanda's mom "Let me quickly fix your diaper tapes, those are not going
to cut it"She expertly adjusted the tapes on my diaper. "There, nice and
snug". This was beyond embarassing, but I couldn't help but feel a strange
sense of comfort. Maybe it wasn't the end of the world if people knew aeer
all.#diaper captions#diaper regression#regression#dd/lg babygirl#dd/lg
liAle#abdl story#liAle spaceBlaze
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 manyaccidents Follow i have this thing i sorta think of as an "big girl
energy bar" where its like a video game powerup. if i use too many big girl
energys i lose them and i preAy much instantly regress.. ill probably start
shuAing down, and won't be able to access it again for a while... I might
even start to cry because sometimes im not ready to stop being big and
still have things to do but then i need to ask for help because big girl
chores are hard and i cant do it anymore.. it makes me feel very small
#dd/lg babygirl#dd/lg liAle#regression#abdl#cg/l#cg/l community#liAle
spaceBlaze

manyaccidents Follow A caption for a special liAle one (

@mommysliAlebaby89 ) who I've been chaAing with a bit recently :3. -----
-----------------------------My eyes opened slowly as I awoke. I had fallen
asleep watching the liAle mermaid on the couch. I had always been a
heavy sleeper, and anyone I'd ever shared a bed with would complain
about how much I moved in my sleep the next morning.Stirring groggily, I
kept my eyes shut. I didn't want to wake up, I wanted to go back to my
dream where I was a racecar driver. The adrenaline was like nothing else,
but my dreams were the only way I'd ever get to experience something like
that. I tried my best to clear my mind and fall back asleep, and it was only
then that I heard a hushed whisper. It was my girlfriend Ella's voice."Yeah,
she's always been restless. What? Oh, just sometimes. Those shorts are a
liAle loose""Was she on the phone talking with a friend while I was trying to
sleep?" I thought grumpily, but a second voice I didn't recognize made my
stomach drop."Her diaper is so cute why even bother with shorts?" as I felt
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 myself blush, not knowing my shorts had been not been covering me fully,
my girlfriend replied "she likes to pretend to be a big girl sometimes". I
could almost hear her rolling her eyes sarcastically."Should we wake her up
and introduce you?" suddenly I start to panic. I hear footsteps approaching
the couch. Who was this person?? I continue to fein sleep, not knowing
what else to do as the footsteps drew closer.I felt a soe hand on my
shoulder and heard my girlfriends voice close to my ear. "Wakey wakey
sweetheart, did you have a good nap? I have someone very special here to
introduce you to". I pretended to wake up slowly like I normally do. I blinked
my eyes sleepily and did a small stretch, trying my best to sell it.I saw the
woman to whom the unknown voice belonged. She was every bit as
beautiful as your girlfriend, with a warm smile and kind eyes. Her long,
dark hair was was pulled back into a ponytail and she wore a flowery dress
that accentuated her curves.Sweetheart, this is my girlfriend Anna, and
from now on she is your mommy too; you are to listen to her, and she will
play with you and help take care of you just like I do! Aren't you
excited?"My face reddened further as my mind raced. I tried to respond,
my heart pounding in my chest. "Hi," I managed to get out soely, my eyes
darting between the two gorgeous women. "IhI'm.. um.." Anna's smile
widened. "You are just so precious, don't worry sweetie your mommy
already told me all about you, and I'm so excited to get to know you!". I
buried my face in my blankie, this was too much right now."Don't mind her,
she's just really shy but she'll warm up to you soon enough" Ella assured
her before directing her words at me once more. "Tell you what cupcake,
you can show your new Mommy Anna your dollhouse you got for your
birthday? And maybe introduce her to your stu^es too, I know Mr. Bun
would love to meet her. Does that sound ok? What's the maAer
baby?"Without warning, I felt a finger gently slide past the leg guard of my
diaper. Her hands were cold and an unwilling high pitched yelp escaped
me. "Hm, a bit wet but nothing crazy" Ella turned to Anna again "Don't let
her convince you to change her too early by the way, these can hold a few
weAings and they arent cheap, especially with how quickly our liAle one
here goes through them." "I'm sorry.." I said quietly, my lip trembling
slightly.Anna smiled sympathetically "Don't you worry cutie-pie, you're just
like any other liAle girl; It's not your fault, so you have nothing to apologize
for! I understand this is new and might be a bit scary for you but I really
can't wait to get to know you!"Her voice was so genuine, so sweet and
caring that I found myself starting to calm down a liAle. As I looked up at
her, she took my hand and squeezed it tenderly. "Come on, let's go see
your preAy dollhouse and cute stu^es! I want to know all their names and
what they like"I nodded shyly, still feeling a bit nervous but deciding that
Anna seemed like a very nice lady and maybe it would be okay to show her
a few things.. As I started to lead Anna up to my room, I heard Ella whisper
"aeer you two are done can you quickly change her? The moving truck just
got here and I'll need to tell them where to put your stuP.""No problem,
maybe we'll put on a movie aeer we're done to keep her busy while we
unpack."Secretly excited at the prospect of another movie, I lead Anna into
my room, which is decorated in a cute pink and purple theme. She seemed
genuinely interested in everything, oohing and aahing at the various toys,
books and stuPed animals I had.Finally I reached the last stuPy. "And this
is Mr. Bun. He's in charge of all the others and he is very smart. He likes to
cuddle and play hide-and-seek with me and he loves carrots dipped in
honey and-" I broke oP shyly, realizing just how childish I sounded."He
seems like a very special Bunny." Anna replied kindly. "You said he was
really smart too right? Do you think he likes me? I really hope so, he seems
like such a good friend".I hesitated, blushing once again. "..I think he m-
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 maybe likes you and says you can give him a hug.. And then he said..
maybe you could..um.. give me a hug too? maybe? just so I'm not lee out..?
Anna smiled again, how could she not? "Yes of course sweetheart, any
time".#dd/lg babygirl#diaper captions#dd/lg liAle#diaper
regression#regression#md/lg#cg/l#cg/l community#abdl
story#abdlBlaze
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 manyaccidents reblogged manyaccidents Follow "All done cutie, you can
go back to coloring now" said Alyssa as she finished doing the last tape on
my fresh diaper."But it's no fair!" I whined, all too aware of how childish I
sounded. Trying my best to come across more mature, and wanting to be
taken seriously, I continued in a slight huP "I don't even need a babysiAer.
I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself". The situation I found myself in
painted the opposite picture, but I was still trying desperately to hold onto
the few last crumbs of dignity I had lee, and even those were quickly
slipping out of my grasp."Oh you're a big girl?" Alyssa said with a hint of a
smile. "I'm so sorry sweetheart, I didn't realize. Tell you what, why don't you
explain to me why you're a big girl who can take care of herself. If you are
able to convince me, I'll convince your Daddy for you!"Excitement bubbled
up within me. Finally! A chance to get out of this! But almost as soon as
the feeling came, it was replaced by one of unconfident apprehension.
"What am I even supposed to say now?" I thought to myself, starting to
panic. I had to say something, Alyssa was waiting. I couldn't waste this
opportunity."um.." I started "well you see, um...".I was totally blanking. I
swear I had good reasons, but now that they were actually being put to the
test they sounded substantially more flimsy and not thought through. "It's
alright darling, take a deep breath and begin from the top" Alyssa
instructed comfortingly. This was not starting oP well.. I took a shaky
breath. The stakes were too high, I couldn't mess this up. "um.. so well..
first I can.." - why was it so hard to think of something?? I stood there
desperately trying to think of at least one thing I could say, aware that
every second that passed was making my reward less likely. My heart was
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 pounding and my thoughts racing. Without giving it any thought,
desperate to at least say something, I blurted out the first thing that
popped into my mind."I can eat meals by myself!"A look of slight incredulity
could be seen on Alyssa's face but she stayed quiet, waiting for me to
continue."Um.. and I can... help with laundry! And cleaning up my room!
And... I can even use the microwave and toaster by myself! I've been
practicing! And... I can take care of my pets!" I finished in a rush.Alyssa
nodded her head slowly. "That's quite a list you've got there cupcake, but I
just want to ask you a few questions about it okay? I just want to make
sure I understand"I swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of fear and hope in
my stomach. "Okay..." I managed to squeak out."Great!" Alyssa smiled
warmly. "Now, let's see. First oP, can you tell me which meals can you eat
by yourself? The ones that are already cut up in bite sized pieces?"Her
question caught me oP guard, and I felt a twinge of panic. I knew I had to
be careful not to say anything that would give away too much. "Um, well,
s-sometimes it's c-cut up..." I stammered, trying to think of an answer that
wouldn't make me sound too incompetent. "I mean, I can eat some meals
by myself, like macaroni and cheese or chicken nuggets.."Alyssa smiled at
me "Thank you sweetie I think I understand now. Alright, next question;
Have you ever done the laundry by yourself?"I took a deep breath before
answering. "Well, I helped Daddy put clothes in the washing machine and
dryer a few times, and last time I did it all by myself!" Raising her
eyebrows, Alyssa replied"Your Daddy told me about that.. He said there
were soap suds everywhere and that a certain someone used a liAle too
much soap" I looked away, not wanting her to see how pink my face was
geAing. She chuckled, continuing "Well, I'm sure your Daddy was very
proud of you for trying at least. Now, let's talk about cleaning your room.
Do you clean it every day or just when you're told?"I shieed uncomfortably.
"Um, well... "I try to keep it clean, bu-" Alyssa nodded, seeming to accept
this as my answer. "And what about taking care of your pets?"Finally
confident in one of my answers I proudly state"I pet them and I play with
them all the time!! And they go outside and I watch them to make sure
they are ok!""It sounds like you love them very much, but do you feed
them, clean their liAer box, and give them fresh food and water every day?"
Alyssa inquired, already knowing the answer.I felt a pang of guilt. "Well...
um... I usually just play with them... but I thought that was taking care of
them isn't it..?"Alyssa smiled sweetly "So those are the reasons you think
you're a big girl? You think you'd be okay by yourself for a few hours?"I
nodded shyly, looking at my feet. "Well, I'm not quite convinced sweetie.
Can you use the stove by yourself? Or the oven? Alyssa asked, her tone
gentle but firm. "And what about changing your diapers? We wouldn't want
someone's wet diapee to give them a rash right?" I felt my face flush even
more. "I... um... I don't really know how to d-do those things..." I admiAed,
my voice barely above a whisper.Alyssa nodded, her expression
sympathetic. "I know, and it's okay honey, I understand. You're still just a
liAle girl, and there's a lot you don't know how to do yet. But that's why you
have a babysiAer here to help you when Daddy's not around, okay?"I
wanted to argue, but though I didn't want to admit it to myself, her words
rang true. I looked down at my lap, the infantile garment stark proof of
Alyssa's assessment.Alyssa, noticing my silence, gently took my hand in
hers. "I know it's hard to accept, sweetheart, but you're still just a liAle girl,
and that's okay! Don't be in such a rush to grow up, being an adult is so
boring... I know! Why don't I make us some popcorn and put on your
favorite movie until your Daddy comes home, how does that sound?"
Alyssa suggested animatedly, already knowing how easily my aAention is
diverted."Tangled?!" I squealed excitedly, forgeAing everything temporarily.
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room to get ready, forgeAing my skirt in my excitement.Alyssa shook her
head, smiling. "A big girl indeed.."
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legal age and are both consenting"""""That's the final straw. Let's get you
changed out of that leaky pull-up liAle girl." said my boyfriend Mark. "I've
been considering it for a while, and I think you need proper diapers from
now on because you just don't seem to be ready for training panties." Mark
said kindly but firmly."b-but I'm not a baby, I don't need diapers.. I'm a -
bbig girl! I'm 20 years old..." I whimpered, trailing oP quietly at the
end."Sweetie.." Mark began kindly "It doesn't maAer how "old" you are.
Sometimes big kids might wet the bed, but not during the day. Who wets
themselves during the day hm?"I felt my cheeks flush and I lowered my
head, tears beginning to fall down my face. "I just got unlucky alot of times
and I can't control what happens while I'm sleeping and-""Ah ah ah, no
excuses liAle one. Adults and big kids are expected to be able to hold it;
and I'm still waiting for your answer sweetie.." mark said patientlyI didn't
say anything, I couldn't. I just let the tears fall as he waited for me to say
something."Answer me right now liAle girl" he said more sternly.I took a
deep breath and nodded, wiping away my tears. "IhI do" I stammered. "I
wet myself in the daytime...""That's right, and do you know who else wets
themselves while they're awake?"I hesitated, not wanting to say it but
knowing I had liAle choice. "umm... b-b-babies?""Good job!" he praised
"and what do babies need to wear sweetie?"I sni}ed and wiped away fresh
tears. "They need t'wear diapers..." I said quietly."Such a smart liAle girl I
have here. So, that being said.. what would that make you?" "...a baby?" I
muAered."that's right baby, and what do babies need to wear?"fresh tears
welled up in my eyes "please daddy just one more chance, I'm just geAing
super duper unlucky I swear! I'll try my hardest, I just need-""What you
NEED is something more appropriate for someone who can't seem to tell
when she's going poAy." said mark firmly."Please don't make me wear
diapers daddy. I'll try harder, I promise." I pleadedMark sighed and shook
his head. "I know you'll try sweetie, but for the foreseeable future these are
what you're going to have to wear." He gently lieed my legs and slipped the
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 diaper underneath me, taping it snugly around my waist and hips. It was
thick, crinkly, and felt foreign between my legs."All done! See? It's not so
bad, you'll just need to get used to them is all. I've also bought you some
new clothes that are a bit more appropriate" he said with a sly grin,
opening another bag to show me several childish outfits in pastel colors. I
felt my face flush even deeper."daddy.. you can't.. pl-pleaseeee" I
cried"You'll have to wear these until you can go poAy like a big girl sweetie.
I'm sorry, but I just can't have my liAle girl walking around pretending to be
a grown up when she clearly isn't." He helped me to my feet and dressed
me in one of the new outfits he had brought home. This one was a pink
crop top with a picture of a kiAen on the front, paired with a set of coAon
short shorts that did nothing to hide my diaper peeking out the waistband
and legs.He brushed my hair back and tied it into a ponytail, then guided
me over to look at myself in the mirror."I think it's safe to say nobody will
assume you're a grown-up now." I couldn't help but to silently agree with
him as I gazed at myself in the mirror. I was dressed like a liAle girl, and I
felt like one too. My cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and my
heart was heavy with shame. I didn't even notice as a dribble of pee
escaped into my fresh padding while Mark led me back to the bedroom
and tucked me into bed. It was only 7:30 but I had no strength lee to
argue."goodnight sweetie, we'll talk about your daycare situation in the
morning"I gasped "what?? daycare?!"--- end of part 1manyaccidents PART
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Themesdestinedfordiapers Follow Lena's Life Lessons, Pt. 3We're back
with @manyaccidents next lesson in diaper dependency. Catch up with
Part Two.Lena was out to eat with her best friend. It was perfect out. All
the ingredients for classic summer day.But Lena was too distracted to
enjoy it. All she could think about was the Goodnite she was wearing. How
it seemed so noticeable to anyone who looked at her. How diPerent it was
wearing it when it wasn't for fun. How liAle control she had over whether
she would need it or not.At least, Lena told her herself, she was prepared
today. She brought a spare Goodnite this time. She wouldn't repeat the
humiliation of last week. She would change as soon as she had an accident
this time.As they ate, Lena felt the bladder spasm she feared so much. It
came without warning. Usually she'd at least have a warning that she
should get to the bathroom soon. But not this time. The spasm and
bladder release happened simultaneously.She froze for half a second as
her Goodnite grew warm. She trusted the Goodnite. It could handle one
weAing, at least. But this wasn't normal. No, she was weAing significantly
more than usual. She felt wetness escape her Goodnite, onto her
chair."Please, no, not now," Lena begged her Goodnite. But it was no use.
The Goodnite was overmatched. She was stuck. She couldn't sneak oP to
the bathroom without being noticed. And she couldn't play oP a second
accident, either.Lena took a steadying breath. She realized what she had
to do. She grabbed her glass of water, pretending to take a drink. As she
did, she expertly "dropped" the glass into her lap, covering any trace of her
own leak.She sold it well, her friend was none the wiser. She snuck oP to
the bathroom to change her Goodnite and dry her pants. She was pleased
with her quick thinking, but the relief was short lived. She realized she
could no longer rely on her Goodnites. Terror washed over her. Later that
day Lena was siAing at home, wearing one of her Rearz Princess Pink
diapers. She didn't put it on for kinky fun this time. No, this was necessary.
She didn't want to leak on her brand new couch.She knew she could never
wear these out of the house. The thickness she loved so much—in the
privacy of her own home—was way too much to wear out. She'd only ever
worn Goodnites out in public. She'd never be able to conceal these. She
needed something more suited to her.Lena decided to order samples of
Northshore, Tena, and Seni diapers. Ordering medical diapers was so
diPerent from ABDL diapers. This wasn't kinky fun. The samples she'd
receive wouldn't be cute—they'd be functional. She'd need them. This
wasn't fun anymore.Lena was learning that incontinence doesn't care
about your fears. It doesn't care that the thought of concealing bulky
diapers fills you with bone-chilling, paralyzing anxiety. The only choice you
have is to wear diapers that meet your needs—or leak in the most
inconvenient situations.
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