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Riding on Wings

Riding on WingsTaken from:

Country Rose 2

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here is a little story about the difference between living life and living life inside one’s head.

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September 1st
Slow-As-Molasses Airlines, Flight 999 to Chicago … your plane is now boarding in Concourse B, Gate 11,” Emmitt heard over the airport monitors.

Emmitt stepped up to the counter at Charley’s Steakery, preparing to order lunch for he and Rose.

“A Buffalo Sub and a Veggie Sub, please,” Emmitt said to the gum-popping girl behind the register.

“6 inch, 9 inch or 12 inch?” the girl asked with such an unpleasant tone that it was clear she hated her job.

“Uh … 9 inch for both,” Emmitt answered, a bit taken back by how unfriendly the girl was.

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Making New Friends and Getting Poopy

Zeke and Lily 10 - For A LifeTimeTaken from:

Zeke and Lily (Book Ten): For a Lifetime

here’ a little story about the importance of being a small fish in the sea and how to get poopy.

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Making New Friends and Getting Poopy

Zeke and Lily spent the morning of their second day in the Bahamas simply playing in the blue water directly behind their hotel, riding waves in and eventually collapsing on the beach for a few hours of sunbathing. And as she tanned, Lily’s mind drifted back to the events of last night. Oh, those glorious memories would live a lifetime in her dreams and fantasies. She would remember every emotion, every sensation and every bit of how wonderful the embarrassment actually felt – now that it was over. Though it was intense as it happened, she knew that before long she would have an infatuation with the next time her Daddy taught her a lesson like he did last night.

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The Dipping Routine

HomecomingGus walked in through the front door of his apartment building, shut it and began to labor his way up the staircase to his second floor apartment. These 16-hour days at work seemed like a good way to make some extra cash when he volunteered to work them. But knowing that he would be back at work again tomorrow in just 8 short hours took the joy of the overtime out of the experience for him.

As he unlocked his front door and walked into his apartment, he knew that the next 8 hours would nurture him, re-energize him and re-focus him. While his days at work consisted of him getting dumped on by everyone, his nights at home consisted of him “getting dipped” by his Mommy. And being that he was accustomed to taking orders both day and night, his regression was always an assured thing.

Warning: This ain’t no Daddy-n-BabyGirl story.

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The ABDL Nympho Book 2

The ABDL Nympho Book 2This is definitely not a pure-n-innocent Yittlin ABDL Story. As with Book 1, The ABDL Nympho Book 2 not only delves into the obsessions of sex but also with bisexual curiosity as the BabyGirls in these stories experience orgasms-a-plenty, fingering, humiliation, tasks on their knees, wetness, swelling, arousal, twitching, contracting muscles, humiliation and contracting muscles afterwards.

Tremors, twitches, ridges and g-spots will all be explored as Nymphomania takes center stage.  But as always:  Sometimes, she’s a Big Girl.  Sometimes, she’s a little girl.  But she’s always his BabyGirl.

Sample: The Rapid-Fire BabyGirl

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Check out the 1st ABDL Nympho Book:

The ABDL Nympho Book

The ABDL Nympho BookThis is a collection of short stories about BabyGirls who love the physical with a passion dawning on mania. From a little “unwinding” in a college dorm room to the old work place to the bedroom and beyond, these BabyGirls nurse their pacifiers and hold their heads high as their feet are held higher still.

Sample:  Study Break

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……………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

The ABDL MedFet Book     The ABDL MedFet Book 2     The ABDL MedFet Book 3    The ABDL MedFet Book 4     The ABDL MedFet Book 5
MedFet 1  MedFet 2  MedFet 3  MedFet 4  MedFet 5

The ABDL Horror Book    The ABDL Pet Play Book    The ABDL Nympho Book    The ABDL Nympho Book 2 
 
.Horror    Pet Play    Nympho 1  Nympho 2

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If you like these books, you may want to check out:
The Sticky Situations Series  &  The Gratification Series

 

So much more to it than that

To Pad or Not To PadTo pad or not to pad, that is the question. LOL

Okay, maybe I won’t take Shakespeare and add the ABDL twist to his prose. But I’ve found it remarkable how the question of the diaper itself has come up again and again.

Is it possible to be an adult baby without doing the diaper thing?

Of course it is. As with every aspect of ABDL and age play, there’s no wrong way to do it. There are simply ways that are right for you and ways that are right for others.

But everything sort of seems to go together without effort sometimes. As I was writing something this morning, I got to a passage that dealt with the article of discussion … the disposable diaper. And as I wrote this passage, I thought back to that question of whether the diaper was necessary.

You decide the answer to that question. Here’s my take on it:

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What She Set Her Mind to Do

What She Set Her Mind to DoTaken from:  Country Rose

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here is a little story about making your mind up and then setting the “wheel” in motion.

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Early August -

The heat of summer was at its worst. Even in the shade, it felt like 95 degrees. And inside her little pottery building with that mini-kiln a-blazing away, Rose was hot – “Always hot” as Emmitt would put it. Boston was still on her mind, but it truly was just memories, at this point. She was a Country Rose now and she had found a place she could call her own, a place where she truly belonged … inside a little pottery building, sitting on a stool and spinning wet clay.
Thinking ahead, she had put her hair up into two high pigtails at the back of her head, to keep her hair off her neck. Her white tank top was drenched, clinging to her frame with the same sweat that made her glisten from head to toe. And of course, she was wearing one of her little pink diapers. Yes, the diaper kept her bottom extremely warm, but she could no longer help herself. Impulses and instinct had all melted away from her thoughts. And now, that which happened to her was … simply how it was supposed to be. She had found quite a bit of freedom in acceptance and in submission, placing all her concerns in the dream catcher that she had hung above her bed and on the dreamweaver mobile that hung above her crib in Emmitt’s house.

The compulsion to move out of her little cottage and move in with him had crossed her mind, once or twice. But she had just gotten there and didn’t want to skip over any steps in the process of courting. If some day, Emmitt were to ask her to move in with him, she would gladly do it, but until then, she would happily remain his BabyGirl, tucked away in the little cottage across the pond.

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The Rapid-Fire BabyGirl

RapidFireTaken from:

The ABDL Nympho Book 2

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here is a little story about faith, about saving one’s self and about the reward that keeps sending you back to the summit.

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The Rapid-Fire BabyGirl

An entire month! That’s 30 days – just a bit more than 4 weeks – 720 hours – 43,200 minutes – 2,592,000 seconds – 22 days of work and 8 days off … but no matter how a month was tabulated, it was way too long to be separated from the one you loved.

Sage stood at the screen door at the back of the kitchen, staring longingly at the skinny stone driveway that led up to the house. The middle of the driveway had grown up with grass, one of countless reasons as to why she was ready to move. And while their house was located at the quiet, rural end of Long Lane, Sage was growing ever-more anxious to plant her roots elsewhere. This chapter of her life was over. And change was desperately needed.

But some things would always remain the same. They needed to remain that way in order for her to survive.

Standing in that kitchen doorway, the main entrance to their little house, Sage was silhouetted by the overhead light behind her. But if details could’ve been seen, they would’ve shown her – wearing her diaper, her earrings … and nothing else. Blowing on her fingernails to ensure that the fresh coat of red nail polish would dry before he got home, Sage looked at the last beams of sunset over the horizon of trees in the distance, nibbling her lower lip – lost in more thoughts than she could process, just then.

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