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It’s time for another Zeke and Lily book

Years ago, I wrote a his-n-her story – detailing A Daddy’s thoughts and his BabyGirl’s thoughts about the exact same series of events.  It was one of the earlier books in my collection, entitled: Johnny and the Princess

It just seemed like a neat idea, to read what each person was thinking.  So I wrote it but never tried the idea again … until now.

Presently, I’ve begun outlining a prequel story to the Zeke and Lily Saga that will supply a little more information about the couple in the gap of time just prior to when they first met in book one: Once Upon A Beginning.

I’m aiming to have the book completed by this fall. 

In the mean time …

Here are all the Zeke and Lily sample stories:

In Chronological Order:

Zeke and Lily: Once Upon a BeginningZeke and Lily: Once Upon a Beginning

Butterflies and “BabyGirls” of the World
How Lily First Took His Breath Away


Zeke and Lily: OvernightZeke and Lily: Overnight

“Skinny Dipping”
When Mr. Woody Met Lily
“Oh, That Voice”


Zeke and Lily - Making a MemoryZeke and Lily: Making a Memory

The Turbulence & the Saving Grace
“When Mr. Woody took Lily to the Stars”
Before Breakfast in the Bahamas


Zeke and Lily - Her DiaryZeke and Lily: Her Diary

Read the Sample: Entry One
Listen to the Sample: Entry One
Read: The Kind of Girl You Bring Home to Meet Your Mother


Zeke and Lily - Ever AfterZeke and Lily: Ever After

“What She Found on the Front Seat”
“When Mr. Woody helped Lily turn a Windmill”


Zeke and Lily - Dream CatchingZeke and Lily: Dream Catching

Pink Monopoly and the Princess Fortress
Story  Audio
Dirty Laundry and Cartoon Napping
Story  Audio

Saturday, April 16th
“When Mr. Woody showed Lily the Answers Inside

Aria and the Countryside

“The CountrySide” is an alternate world which humans can only visit in their dreams.

Mr. Woody, the dream elf who appears in Lily’s dreams, teaches a class of young dream elflings, preparing them for the day they make their human connections and begin to appear in humans’ dreams.

A dream elf’s job is to connect with a human through dreams and guide that human through the most difficult times in their life.

Aria is a dream elf who has not discovered her human connection yet.  There is a lot of mystery surrounding her since she was born with braided red hair.  This is believed to mean she is special in some way from all the others.  But no one knows the meaning, not even her.

Along her journey, she learns who she is and falls in love with a dream elf named Neph.  From nights in the forest to dances with unicorns to diving for magic pearls in the great lake, she falls head-over-heels for Neph, learning so much about herself along the way.

When she finally discovers her human connection, she is immediately sent into his dreams to prevent a catastrophe from unfolding.

Join Mr. Woody, Aria, Neph, a whole community of dream elves and even the appearances of Zeke and Lily (through dream sequences) as this fairy tale shows that the key to knowing yourself is to believe in who you are already.

There’s more to this story than meets the eye as it possesses a bit of information necessary to understanding the conclusion to Zeke and Lily: Dream Catching.

The Feeling She Had Inside.

Zeke and Lily - Resolutios Part OneZeke and Lily: Resolutions (Part One)

“Pillow Talk”
“When Mr. Woody helped Lily become Surrounded with Love”



The Zeke and Lily Saga
Zeke and Lily: Once Upon a Beginning Zeke and Lily: Overnight Zeke and Lily - Making a Memory Zeke and Lily - Her Diary Zeke and Lily - Ever After Zeke and Lily - Dream Catching Zeke and Lily - Resolutions Part One Zeke and Lily - Resolutions Part Two Zeke and Lily - By Summer's End Zeke and Lily - For A LifeTime

 Book 1  Book 2  Book 3 Book 4   Book 5   Book 6  Book 7  Book 8  Book 9 Book 10 Book 11

Also attached to this series is: Aria and the CountrySide

Taking place simultaneously with the end of book 6.

And: The Story of Lucy

Taking place years later.

If you like Zeke and Lily’s saga, I would also recommend:

The Mia Series and The Country Rose Series

The Pathway of Legacy

As with all of The Mommy Grats books, The Pathway of Legacy shows a combination of characters other than Daddy and BabyGirl.  In this case, it’s Mommy and BabyGirl.

Katherine is a brilliant girl who breezed her way through college, hardly having to apply herself at all.  But the summer before grad school began would teach her that being nice was the one bit of education she had ignored.  Now, she would be re-trained all summer long and if she didn’t turn from sassy into classy, there would be no grad school in the fall.

In this book, the power struggle is on between Mommy and BabyGirl.  It’s sweeter than apple pie and that apple pie is starting to heat up in this second edition offering.  (… its sequel currently being written.)

Sample:  From Sassy to Classy

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 The Mommy Grats

Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

      Crush 1               Crush 2

Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1
  Girl Power     

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

   Pathway 1         Pathway 2




Good Girl … Very Good Girl – Both Parts

Taken from the ebook:  The Pathway of Legacy 2

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here’s a little story about how good it feels to receive praise … and maybe just a little bit more.

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!


Part One –

Katherine walked into her dorm room, setting her books down on her desk and plopping down on her bed.  Oh, what a grueling day of classes it had been, grad school certainly kicking her ass inside of the first month.

Unbuttoning her blouse, she began to undress – the schoolgirl outfit making her look cute and turning many heads as she strolled through campus each day.  But it certainly wasn’t the most comfortable of outfits – headlined by the stockings.  Oh, did Katherine hate hosiery!  If the technology existed, she would go back in time and kill the person who created hosiery.   No matter how smooth she made her legs, stockings always made her itch – an itch that always got the best of her … making her a bit irritable by the time she took the stockings off.

Sliding her legs out of the thigh highs, she unfastened her bra and lowered the zipper at the back of her pleated skirt – standing up and stripping out of all of it, down to the one and only garment that was comfortable … her diaper.  And this was the only thing she would be wearing, until Remmie told her what to put on.

Katherine was a BabyGirl, having forcefully been introduced to diapers over the summer and the submissiveness to follow.  Remmie was her roommate, another grad student girl of the same height and build – dominant in nature.  And that was how they lived together in that room, as submissive and dominant.  How Katherine got there, in that current situation, seemed a blur anymore.  All she knew clearly was that her current reality was her new reality.  And that was what mattered.

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Back to the Beginning

I remember when I first started this website.  It was in the summer of 2011.  Almost instantaneously, I started loading it up with the things that I loved, ABDL stories and captions for ABDL pictures.  The ebooks would shortly follow.  And I found myself with a wonderful time-consuming new hobby that I thoroughly enjoyed, one that was also very therapeutic for me … at the time.

I published on Amazon, Barnes&Noble, Smashwords, Google Books, Kobo and Lulu.  I put books up on the Amazon Kindle Unlimited platform.

As time passed and as I wrote more-n-more stories, I began to expand what I put on this site – seeing the mission of creating ABDL content of all kinds as being paramount in importance.  The more content that was available online, the more likely it was for someone to find what they were looking for when they did an ABDL-themed search.

Then came the conventions and the munches and the other various gatherings.  Wanting these events to grow, I began to advertise for them – writing blog posting after blog posting and tweeting about them like a mad man.  They kept multiplying like rabbits.  So I created a page on this website to organize them all: ABDL Events, Conventions and More – All Year Round

I began to advertise other people’s ABDL content, the clipsforsale crew and so many others.  I would advertise other people’s ABDL-themed websites, doing everything I could think to do to get the content out there and let it be known that it existed.

I even threw my hat in the ring and became a part of two podcasts: The Crinkle Cast and my own: The 1-on-1 Podcast.

And I found myself cranking out so much material that I started making more than one post per day there for a while.

I became heavily involved in the planning and implementation of two conventions as well as an avid promoter and attendee of a local munch.  And to be honest, I was happy to see that the community was firing on all pistons.  It had been the goal for so long.

When Covid hit, the internet grew tremendously busy for a while.  But that eventually died out.  If all you do is spend time online, there is an inevitable breaking point when you long for something else.

Doing any one thing all the time will, sooner or later, lead to a level of boredom with it.

It was some time last year (2021), that I hit that point when all the promotions and advertisements and events and media creation finally dulled within my interests.  Two days after this past New Year (2022), I looked back over this website, with its more than 1000 posts about stories and pictures and conventions and munches and other websites and advertisements and promotions and everything … and one single thought entered my mind …

What happened to just writing stories, Nate?

Don’t get me wrong.  I have tremendous pride in my small part in helping this community grow and grow exponentially in these past ten+ years.  And I’m happy to see so many other people promoting gatherings and creating content of pictures and stories and more.

But 2022 will be a year that I go back to the beginning, back to simply writing stories.  And this website will be a reflection of that.

I don’t know if I’ll get to all of this in 2022, but my heart tells me it’s time for a new …

Boy Toy book.  There are currently 7 books (5 Boy Toys and 2 Babysitter Crush books) about the tales of Mommies and BabyBoys.  It’s time for an 8th one.

Girl Power book.  There are currently 5 Girl Power books about the tales of Mommie and BabyGirls.  It’s time for a 6th one.

Saga book.  From Zeke & Lily to The Mia Series to Country Rose to The Forced Regression Dakota Series to The ABDL Apartment Series as well as a plethora of once-and-done books, there will be a new Daddy-n-BabyGirl tale, even if it’s the next book in a series that already exists.

Waddling Dead: Season Four.  I keep getting asked about the next season of The Waddling Dead.  And it will happen, posted here on this website as well as in a group on FetLife.

2022 will be about stories.  I wish all the conventions and events and content creators the best of luck.  I will still support you fully.  But it’s time for this Daddy to get back to the beginning.

Happy 2022, ABDLers of the world!

There will be more to come … always.
Zorro Daddy

Macy’s Confession – Part Three of Three

(Begin with Part One)

Part Three –

“My Baby You” began to play, a softer and more romantic tune that grew with intensity along the way. 

This was very similar to the situation in the back seat of Miles’ convertible mustang, Macy having climbed on top of him – straddling his lap with bent knees and facing him as she grabbed the sides of his face with her hands.  In response, he grabbed her diapered bottom and squeezed – the first hint of the aggression he was keeping bridled … for the time being, at least.  Macy kissed him deeply, with an open mouth.  Aiming to continue to fuel his aggressions, she displayed a bit of her own – getting aggressive with her tongue.  It was offered as a challenge to him. 

Was he going to allow her to dominate the kiss or was he going to take charge of her?

Not making it easy on him, she kept her forcefulness constant – making him work to battle back.  And all it took was a few seconds before he responded.  Gripping her diapered bottom more tightly with his right hand, he slid his left hand up the back of her neck, his fingers going into a fist and grabbing the hair at the back of her head before he sat up and pushed back on her tongue.  Forcing it back into her mouth and following it in with his tongue, he leveled the playing field of dominance.  Macy instinctively backed down with no further resistance.

These were the challenges of life she was very happy to lose.  And if she lost, having to concede, it actually meant she won – bringing his aggressiveness up to his surface … an aggressiveness he would now use on her.

And she was right, he would indeed use his aggression on her … just not how she thought he would.

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Macy’s Confession – Part Two of Three

(Begin with Part One)

Part Two –

Miles held her right hand as he opened the front door, walking out onto the front porch and leading her out as well.  And as she passed through the front door onto that porch, her shoulders shrunk up as her chin lowered and her posture slumped a little.  Her heart was beating very fast and as she took small steps down off the porch, her entire body was trembling.  She was terrified, but at the same time, she was excited.  And every one of her senses were alert, sending a flood of messages to her little mind – overwhelming her.

The smell of the nighttime air was cool and crisp.  But it wasn’t cold outside.  And she could certainly smell the baby powder he had coated her center with.  Somewhere nearby, someone was burning wood, the faint trace of its smell in the air as he led her over to his car.

Her eyes tossed left and right, her chin remaining lowered as she tried not to move her head.  Who was nearby?  Who could see her?  And as she kept a lookout for others, she noticed the waddle of her steps and how her feet remained a bit further apart than they usually did.  Oh yes, he had put her in a thick diaper.

Her ears could hear the distinct noises of a crinkling thunderstorm, growing louder and louder with each waddled stride she took.  It was a deafening sound, louder than the crickets all around.  She could hear sounds off in the distance, traffic on the highway – a few streets away.  She heard the dogs in the backyard of the house across the street.  But no matter what the actual distance was for each noise, it all sounded like it was right next to her.

And speaking of traffic … particularly flash traffic … being a creature of touch, her sense of that same thing was certainly at high alarm – sending a stream of messages to her brain from every nerve ending in her body.  The cool night air was a welcomed sensation on her forehead as she felt like she was burning up from the inside.  The satin on her skin left the trace feel of a smoothened touch.  And the confusing remains of arousal … well, that was all it took to jumble any lingering feelings of being settled.

All of this was new.  She had no idea what to expect.  And not knowing excited her a little.  Perhaps even a little more than just a little.

Miles took his time getting the front passenger’s seat ready, only adding a bit more anxiety to Macy’s fragile state of mind.  She stood there by the side of his car – chin lowered, eyes glancing all around, nursing on her pacifier and tingling all over.  It felt like he was deliberately taking his time in getting things ready for her to sit.  And there was a level of truth to that.  His car was a convertible Mustang, his other baby – as she called it.  It was cherry red, the color of car that got pulled over more than any other – adding just a little bit more worry about what this mysterious trip would entail.  She could feel her heart pounding so heavily that blood started racing all throughout her body, making her a bit dizzy.

Ooooo!  What was taking him so long?

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Macy’s Confession – Part One of Three

Part One –

Macy lathered her hair, stepping under the hot stream of water in the shower and exhaling.  No, she wasn’t exhausted from the day at all.  Quite to the contrary, she was feeling an energy she normally didn’t at 9:30 on a Wednesday night.  The middle of the week wasn’t supposed to be this invigorating.  But there was a reason for that.

This wasn’t just any old Wednesday night.  It was the 3-month anniversary of a relationship with someone she was falling in love with at an alarmingly quick rate.  His name was Miles.  And they both had taken tomorrow off from work to celebrate their 3-month anniversary since she wasn’t able to get today off.  So, tomorrow would be a celebration of 3 months and one day.  And, in a sense, it was even more meaningful to them that way.  Macy and Miles were always looking down the road, to the future.  They were too new to each other to realize that nothing should ever come at the expense of the moment. 

But they were learning.  Every day, they were learning.

Rinsing her hair out, she remained under the stream of hot water for a moment, smiling and shrinking up her shoulders with shyness as she thought about their once-a-month confessions.

At the mark of every month, both of them made a personal confession about themselves.  But it couldn’t be a trivial confession.  It had to be something they wouldn’t just tell anyone.  So these confessions weren’t anything like: “I like socks” or “I must have a half, double, decaffeinated, half-caf, mocha, locha latte coffee by 9am every morning or I just simply can’t function.”

And these confessions enabled them to have time to get to know each other, while also moving them forward – as the personal nature of these confessions not only opened them up to each other that much more but were also signs of trust. 

When bearing one’s best kept secrets, nothing matter more than trust. 

Macy turned the water off and reached outside the curtain to the toilet seat, picking up the towel she always pre-set there so she could dry off in the warmth of the shower.  Wrapping the towel around her hair like a turban, she opened the shower curtain – her eyes growing big-n-wide as she saw her make-up bag sitting on the bathroom sink.

Stepping out of the tub, she ran to the sink, seeing the little note on her make-up bag that read: Time for “Dress-Up”

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Athena has just become unemployed, the company she faithfully worked for having gone under.  When a virus shuts down the world for a year, this is what can happen.

Through a chance meeting, she chooses to reinvent her life when she meets a guy who has a very specific interest in common with her … ageplay.

How uncanny is that?  And how unlikely is it to meet someone who loves ABDL the same as she loves it?

It really isn’t all that hard to believe … for soulmates.

His name is Harrison, a hard-working sports agent who needed to find a cure for his workaholism.

He is a Daddy and she is a BabyGirl and they both need the dynamic in their lives in a way that neither of them could have imagined.

Getting her a temporary job at the office where he works, Harrison has her move in with him.  And suddenly, their lifestyle turns into the Daddy-n-BabyGirl dream.  Almost like a real-life fairy tale.

But in all good fairy tales, there is a struggle … a villain to defeat.  The villain in this story is a secret that Athena keeps from him.  And in doing so, the very survival of a soulmate match made in Heaven, weighs in the balance.

Flashback is a tale of diaper changes, nighties, sippy cups, spankings, short skirts, the business of sports, tummyflies, sex between the sheets, sex on the kitchen table, crinkling, whimpering, moaning, health, stitches, contracts, flying blouse buttons, flying baby powder, soulmates, premonitions and the future being discovered in the present.

It is a sexual, emotional, intellectual, affectionate and fetish-laden read.

Join Athena and Harrison as they move swiftly to learn if soulmates are real and if there is such a thing as a skirt that is too short to hide her diaper at the office.


Into the Palm of His Hand

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series
The Dynamic Story From Sun Up to Sun Down Deja Vu Lucy BabyLove Climax  
Crimson Snake Eyes The Crinklebury Tales Sad girl holding a teddy bear
The Dynamic Story
From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience
Johnny and the Princess
Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati
Snake Eyes
The Crinklebury Tales
60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader
Forever Young
A Girl Named Love

Into the Palm of His Hand

Taken from the ABDL romance:


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here is a little story about some foot work that led to a wonderful place.


Into the Palm of His Hand –

Monday – 7:45am

Today was the day … day one of Athena’s temporary job.  She would become the fill-in mail girl at the office of SMI – a sports agency, the usual mail girl being on maternity leave.  Athena would answer to Harrison, her boss for the next two weeks and her Daddy … hopefully for the rest of her life.

Traveling to the office in his car, Athena glanced over at Harrison.  He was dressed so sharply and looked so handsome.  His hair was combed perfectly.  He was clean-shaven, a close shave without the slightest trace of razor burn.  She liked his scruff too, but clean was also good.  His necktie had been tied into the perfect business triangle at the front of his neck.  The collar of his white dress shirt was stiffened and without a blemish.  His dress shoes were black wing tips, polished to a high mirror shine.  And he wore a charcoal-colored Tom Ford Windsor suit, costing him probably close to $5,000.  It was tailor-made and gave him a slim fit look.  Not only did he look sharp, but he also looked authoritative.  It was an appearance that was necessary, given the responsibilities of his job.  It was also an appeal she enjoyed about him, being his BabyGirl.

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Taken from the ABDL romance:


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here is a little story about what souls look like.



It was a beautiful spring Saturday, the kind of day when the sunshine just kept pouring down out of the sky and a slight breeze could be felt all around – just enough to keep the humidity at bay.

Athena strolled along – past the rows of vendors at the arts and crafts festival, an outdoor affair that was reaping the benefits of absolutely perfect weather.  She was in no particular hurry to get anywhere, her schedule having become very free and open just yesterday.  And while change often jarred her, this particular change had encouraged her to open her mind and breathe a bit more deeply.

She was a fanatic of things like arts and crafts, of antiques and of historical places.  It was just a hobby to discover new things that were old.  Longevity always enticed her.  This may well have been the reason why she brought her sandal-cladded feet to a screeching halt when she saw an old man sitting by an easel with a sketch pad on it.  In front of him was a sign that read: Portrait Sketches … $1

He was an artist – one who could draw, apparently.  He looked like he was in his 70s, maybe even in his 80s.  It was hard to tell.  He just sat there quietly, not trying to draw people over to him.  And while other vendors were charging top dollar for their services, he was only asking for one dollar.  This intrigued Athena and she walked up to him.  He was a handsome man, much older than her, but still handsome.  Though he had a wrinkled face and thick glasses, he still had a posture to him that was as strong as his jaw line.

Athena loved a strong jaw line on a man.  It shaped his face and directed the expressions he would have.  Looking down at the easel, she saw several small chunks of charcoal on its ledge.  Intrigued even more, she smiled at him.  Squinting his eyes in protection from the early afternoon sun behind her, he looked up and smiled back.

“Would you like a portrait, Miss?” he asked with a tone that was clear and robust, but also tender and inviting.

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The story line in this book is a bit more challenging to describe than the story lines in the other ABDL books I’ve written.  That’s because this story is very …… “partially”.

What that means is it’s: partially humiliation, partially fantasy, partially reality, partially BDSM-oriented, partially discipline, partially sexual, partially romantic and partially pure-n-innocent.

To give it a fun little rhyme, this one is a twisty, turny, tryst-y journey.

Layers is the story of an internal journey, taken by a girl named Jessica.  She finds herself in situations that were created by decisions she made as well as the events of her life.  It’s a story not of self-discovery, but rather, of self-invention and the journey she takes leads to self-reinvention.

And as the circumstances mount up for her, a conclusion is on the horizon that will alter the direction of her life.  But only a wise decision on her part will answer the questions she has and show her the clear pathway to take.

Yes, Jessica does get crinkly in this story.  She is a BabyGirl and adores the diapers.  But there are darker chapters in this book as well that may lead to triggers for you the reader, if you are sensitive to uncomfortable happenings.

If you enjoy a story that twists as you turn the pages, then Layers is right up your alley.

Game On: The Impulses


………………….. The HodgePodge Series 

The Dynamic Story From Sun Up to Sun Down Deja Vu Lucy BabyLove Climax  
Crimson Snake Eyes The Crinklebury Tales Sad girl holding a teddy bear
The Dynamic Story
From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience
Johnny and the Princess
Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati
Snake Eyes
The Crinklebury Tales
60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader
Forever Young
A Girl Named Love

Who is she?

I don’t know how many times someone has sent me an email asking that question. What they are asking is who the ABDL Girl is in the stories I write.

Some are asking for a literal answer. Others want the figurative.  Whether I give her the name of Lily, Mia, Gina, Lucy, Penny, Daisy, Rose, Sidney, Violet, Dakota, Britney, Kelly, or whomever … she is based on real people.  So, at her core, she is more real than fantasy.

But to describe the nature of whom she is:

She is perfect yet flawed. And because she makes mistakes, you can relate to her. No one is perfect, but people like her have perfect intentions all the time. (And there is nothing flawed about having such intentions.)

She is complicated yet simple. There are so many levels to her persona lity that getting to know her is a lifetime pursuit, and one that you can’t help but love. And she’ll often realize that she is searching for a solution to a problem which doesn’t exist. That’s when she goes “simple” again.

She is fun-loving yet serious. A giggle, a bounce and a smile can not only make her moment and her day, but yours as well. And all those around her benefit from her cheery outlook on everything. It is her personal mission in life to make the world around her as happy of a place as possible. But when the time comes to be serious, she can answer that calling because she realizes that the world is a great, big place and she will have a lot of work ahead of her to change it. Until then, she recognizes when she needs to be serious.

She is affectionate. And she shows how she feels, longing to be touched and held and loved back with the same passion she has given. Touch is very important to her. From the forehead to the neck to the lips to the tummy to the bottom to the legs to her toes. Her skin is a receptor and the closer she can be to a beating heart, the more affectionate she becomes. Sure, she’ll wander off, but that’s only because she wants him to take her by the hand.

She is impulsive and spontaneous. And she does what comes to mind and heart without always weighing the outcome of her actions. It is her nature to listen to her first instinct, believing that it is the best one to follow because it was the first one.

She is adaptable. And she hates the fact that she ever needs to act differently or become someone else for a short time when the situation calls for it, but she does it, just like everyone has to. She has a free spirit and an open heart. And it is because of her innocent nature that she believes everyone should be able to be exactly who they are all the time (which is also part of her mission to increase the happiness of the world.)

She is sweet. And everyone around her sees how pure her heart is. She’s got the nature to be happy and to paint rainbows in the clouds when the rain finally breaks, to see the opportunities that present themselves only by candlelight when a storm knocks the electricity out, to see long lines at a Wal-Mart as a chance to say the things you meant to earlier, to relive a kiss over and over in her mind until she receives the next one, to hug someone with the intention of giving her love to them, to wipe away someone’s tears before they stain the cheeks but not before they served their purpose, to think of what others need while she thinks of what she wants, to ask a question without fear of ridicule or judgment, to listen to the advice of others while also deciding what is best for her and to possess a motherly love in the mind of a BabyGirl.

What intrigues me about the typical ABDL Girl from my stories is that she’s real and that’s why I keep writing about her.

She is a character born from reality, nurtured through the events of storylines, and brought to life through imaginations.

She is a dream, but one that is tangible and unforgettable. And when you meet her, you’ll know who she is.

Game On: The Impulses

Taken from the twisting and turning pages of the journey in the ABDL ebook:



here is a little story about a shopping spree that had more than was bargained for.


Game On: The Impulses

Jessica excitedly drummed the top of her steering wheel when she found a parking space just three spots away from the entrance to the Slo-Mart, a big box store where she often shopped that wasn’t too far away from where she lived.  She had just had the best day ever where she worked, her department receiving a really nice bonus for their productivity in the last quarter.  Going straight home from work, she changed into something a little more comfortable and, checking her now-flushed bank account balance, decided she was going to indulge herself a bit that evening.  She had earned it and was going to reward herself accordingly for her good fortunes.

Jessica worked for a fulfillment company that had just been bought out by a major online shopping site.  Suddenly, there was more work than they had ever seen before.  Jessica and her co-workers had risen to the challenge and were outperforming all other departments.  And in a rare case when her company actually compensated her for the increased efforts, she had received a quarterly bonus that was now encouraging her to set a few things right in other aspects of her life.

Walking towards the entrance to the Slo-Mart, she smiled widely – not just from thoughts of her good fortunes but also from the feel of the flowy short dress she put on when she got home from work.  It felt good to be dressed like a girl, for once – being as her work clothes were practically the polar opposite of what was perceived as being feminine.  In addition to that, she was diapered – a most wonderful little indulgence of her own.

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Stranger Than Fiction: Fly on the Wall … or Statue in the Aisle

There’s nothing quite so intriguing as a story that is either real or seems so realistic that you can relate to it – either as a whole or perhaps just relating to a character in that story.

I’ve written entire books that were storylined from real events in my life and quite a few more that were based loosely on real events in my life.  The rest of what I’ve written is fantasy … or fantasies that I have.

But what I write to you in this posting is a true story.  It is not based on anything.  It is an actual account of something that happened to me recently.  And Stranger Than Fiction , though catchy in sound, really doesn’t even adequately describe it.

For purposes of timeline, the following true story took place in September 2020.


I love going to Wal-Marts.  Most often, I just simply go there for the soul purpose of going there and with no intention of purchasing anything at all.  Some of the more interesting times to go there are in the middle of the night when you get to see the most unique human beings on this good Earth. 

But 2020 has thrown a monkey wrench into the works in more ways than one.  And Wal-Marts have reduced their hours down from being 24/7, giving themselves the nighttime to sanitize the store and protect us all from this global virus epidemic.

The Wal-Marts local to me have since broaden their hours to closing at 11pm.  But at the time of this true story, they were closing at 8:30 pm EST.  And this specific trip there, unlike most others, actually had a purchasing purpose.  I was looking for the Director’s Cut version of Rambo: Last Blood.

Being a Sylvester Stallone fanatic, such a purchase was surely necessary for me to make.

So, at about 7pm that evening, I walked into Wal-Mart and made my way back to the electronics and entertainment section.  And I am concentrating hard on every display that has DVDs on it.  I’m finding James Bond movies and Harry Potter movies and other Sylvester Stallone movies, but no Director’s Cut version of Rambo: Last Blood.  Not giving up, I make my way back to the aisle displays inside the entertainment section where they keep older movies and TV show DVDs. 

Maybe what I was looking for was mistakenly put in that section as it was a new release and should have been in the new release section but wasn’t.

Finding the shelves with movies that started with the letter R, I knelt down to the bottom shelf and began to look through the DVDs.  To my right, a guy appears – on the far end of the DVD racks.  This means he was probably at least 10 or 15 feet away from me.

Paying him no attention, I continue my Rambo search from my squatted position.

Just then, a second person comes running up to this guy.

“Daddy,” she says while bouncing up-n-down on her feet.  “Can I get this one?”

Assuming she is holding a movie she wants, I smile at the playful pet name of Daddy that she has called him.  In my mind, I’m thinking: Wow, that name has such different meaning for me.

At this point, I’m beginning to give up hope on finding the Director’s Cut of Rambo: Last Blood.  But I give the shelf of movies in front of me one more look-over before I call it quits.

Then the guy says to the girl: “I don’t know.  Do you feel you’ve been a good girl today?”

Sucking in my lips, I try not to laugh.  These two are really playful with each other and I instantly recognize how I’ve not only written about this very scenario in ABDL books but I’ve also been playful with a BabyGirl myself in this fashion … although, I recall being a little quieter about it in public than what these two are being.

Nevertheless, they are playful with each other and it’s been fun to listen to them as I silently remark to myself how perfect their banter is … if in fact that are a Daddy and BabyGirl couple.

But they’re not such a couple ……………………… or so I thought.

I’m getting ready to stand up when I hear the guy say something that makes me freeze in my squatted position.

“Is your diaper wet?” the guy asks her with a quasi Daddy Voice, my eyes growing big-n-wide as I stare straight ahead at that bottom shelf of DVDs in front of me.

It is at that moment I realize that they’re not aware I am a mere 10-15 feet away from them and well within earshot of what they are saying to each other.

I contemplate standing up and walking away quickly so as to not embarrass them.  But if I do that, I will ruin the sweet moment they are having.  So I decide to stay put and remain frozen in squat, figuring they will soon be done and move on.

“Noooo,” she says as she begins to sway back-n-forth, the swish of the lower hem of her skirt catching my peripheral vision.

But I’m looking straight ahead at the DVDs.  So I don’t really have much peripheral vision to see with.  And I will tell you that curiosity was beginning to kill the cat, not just because he asked her if her diaper was wet but also because she replied back to him.

She was in a diaper?  This couldn’t really be happening, could it?  I mean … I understand that people are bolder these days than ever.  But there is no way that this is actually happening – practically right next to me in the middle of a Wal-Mart!

Then I think that perhaps they are people who know me, maybe folks who have been to one of the local LLAMA munches.  And they were doing this deliberately, perhaps to get my attention.  That just seems too conceited of me to be the truth, though.  If that was the case, the only way to know for sure would be to turn my head to the right and look at them to see who they are.

However, if I turn my head and look at them, only then to find out that I don’t know them, my invisibility will be lost and this could become quite awkward, if not also embarrassing, for them.

But then I think that perhaps he asked her if her diaper was wet just because she was acting like a baby about getting the movie.  It could then be chalked up to playfulness and nothing more.

But I’m human and curiosity now has the best of me.  So I begin to turn my head to the right very, very, very slowly.  And at that rate, it will take me a good five minutes before blurry peripheral vision gives way to any clarity of sight.

Still, I toss my eyes to the right as much as I can without moving my head any faster than half the speed of smell travels, preparing for the first moment I will have even a partial glimpse of who they are.  And what I can see is her still swaying back-n-forth, the lower hem of her skirt swishing as she does so and a familiar crinkling sound that confirms she is indeed wearing a diaper.  A plastic-backed one.

I’ve changed quite a few diapers in my time.  I know what that sound is coming from.

“Let me check,” the guy says with a Daddy Voice much more so than just quasi this time.

My eyes are now bulging out of their sockets like two hard boiled eggs.  He didn’t just say that, did he?

Though still too blurry to help with identification purposes, my eyesight is now able to make out the rough outlines of their bodies.  And I can see him take hold of her left forearm with his left hand as his right hand reaches down to the back of her skirt.

“No, Daddy.  Not here,” she says with a pouty softened voice that was too perfect for this to be casual playfulness.

“Sweet Pea,” he says with kindness but assertiveness in his tone.  “Do you want that movie or not?”

“Yes,” she says with a now-calmer voice of surrender as she stops swaying.

“Then you will let Daddy check your diaper whenever he wants,” the guy replies, reaching down to the lower hem at the back of her skirt.

I so very much want to snap my head to the right quickly so I can see if I know them.  Maybe they won’t see the quick motion and I’ll remain invisible.  But I’m more concerned with not upsetting them at this point.

He lifts up the back of her skirt and from what I am able to see, the diaper is white on the back.  I can’t make out if it has different colored side panels or not.  But she is most definitely diapered and he just checked her, right there … in the electronics section of a Wal-Mart at 7pm.

He lowers the skirt and pats her backside, with a most familiar thud sound as he makes his decision.

“Okay,” he says calmly.  “You can have the movie.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” she says with a cutesy voice as they walk away.

I remain right there for a minute or two, trying to contemplate what had just happened.  There are moments like this when my two worlds collide right in front of me.  And for as much as I believe these situations seem bigger to me than what they actually are – due to an active storytelling mind – I can’t help but wonder if it’s literary fates that are causing this … telling me to keep writing.  LOL

I eventually stand up and walk back to the coolers over in groceries to get a gallon of Turkey Hill Iced Tea.  Some people take drugs or smoke pot or do other things like that to ease their nerves at times.

Me?  I chug my favorite kidney stone causing beverage and begin to write a story outline in my mind.

The rest of the time I was at that Wal-Mart, I didn’t see them.  Well … being as I never really saw what they looked like, I can’t say that for sure.  But I can say I wasn’t looking for them from that point forward.

As I drove home, I thought about how things truly can be stranger than fiction.  But there was another thought that trumped that one:

There are points in time when I struggle to find new story lines to turn into stories.  I always try to write something that is new or at least slightly different than what I’ve written before.

But then I have experiences like at that Wal-Mart – when I pretended to be a statue while that Daddy-n-BabyGirl got dynamic with each other … just a short distance away from me.  And I’m reminded: No, don’t reinvent the wheel.  Just keep writing what you know and writing what you dream about.

Wanna hear another Stranger Than Fiction true story?

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Small World
The World Will Still Keep Turning


This is the story of a little headspace fanatic, a romantic exhibitionist, a masochist in search of sadism and a sexual fanatic on the verge of nymphomania – four BabyGirls who met at age play conventions and became fast friends.  They stayed in touch with each other and engaged in length phone conversations, some doing so on a daily basis.

On this weekend, they all gather at a private residence for a BabyGirls Only get-together.  Through laughing and talking, they reconnect quickly.  Then they decide to tell each other their greatest fantasy story.  And in doing so, they delve into a bit of soul-searching that would make the weekend have lasting meaning.

Welcome to the Rest of Your Life

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series 

The Dynamic Story From Sun Up to Sun Down Deja Vu Lucy BabyLove Climax  
Crimson Snake Eyes The Crinklebury Tales Sad girl holding a teddy bear
The Dynamic Story
From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience
Johnny and the Princess
Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati
Snake Eyes
The Crinklebury Tales
60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader
Forever Young
A Girl Named Love


The Farm

Taken from the dark age play compilation:
Gratification: Volume Three
Available on: Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

here is a little story about what to expect when visiting the country.


The Farm

Blake stood to the side of the entrance of Roxy’s Restaurant, waiting patiently as his beloved BabyGirl, Olympia, waddled around and said goodbye to everyone who had been at the munch.  She was the social butterfly of the group and their cheermeister extraordinaire.  She was definitely in need of a diaper change and it was quite obvious to the trained eye, given how waddly her steps were.  But she was dressed in a vanilla fashion, just like everyone who had attended the munch.

That night had been their largest munch gathering in the five years it had been up and running.  It was a truly good feeling and Olympia had a sense of pride as she was the one who encouraged Blake to set the munch up to begin with.  He wasn’t skeptical, but rather, had a tendency to be hesitant about things.  He was cautious to a fault.

As everyone departed, Olympia and a few other girls walked up to Blake with a most interesting proposition for him.

“Daddy, we would like to run an idea by you,” Olympia said with a small and sweet voice – hopeful he was going to approve of the idea.

“Okay.  What is it?” Blake asked, looking at all the girls.

“It will take a little while to explain,” Vivian said.

“Maybe we can go back inside and get a table,” Emily suggested.

“Should I be worried at all?” Blake asked with a laugh.

“Noooo,” Olympia said, taking his right arm as he and the girls walked back into the restaurant.

“Would we be able to get another table?” Blake asked the hostess.

“Yes, but we close in a half hour,” the hostess said, surprised they had returned after having been there for three hours already.

“A half hour will be fine,” Ynez said to the hostess.

“Okay,” the hostess said.  “Follow me.”

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Lil Goldie’s Sparkles

Lil GoldieTaken from:

ABDL BedTime StoriesThe Tangled Fairy Tales

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here is a little story about how to sparkle in the sunshine and how to “bear” the unexpected.


“These quizzes are dumb,” Kaitlin said, tossing the magazine aside and yawning.

Taz kissed her forehead and got up from the bed.

“Let me go get you a nightshirt,” he said, walking back to the bedroom.

Kaitlin lied there and reflected on the past few minutes, how tingly she was to be a naked BabyGirl as he diapered her and how good it felt to be naked in front of him. Then her sweet sentiments of thought led into the fresh memory of how funny he sounded reading from that magazine. Thought it hurt to laugh, laughing felt good. And he always knew how to make her laugh, even when he had no idea how he was doing it. But either way, she felt better. The fever was gone and though she was still sick, she had made it through the worst of it and was heading out of the woods.

The woods! The thought of the woods brought to her mind the tangled fairy tales he had told. Grabbing the ibuprofen, she willfully swallowed two more – figuring that he was getting her a nightshirt so she wouldn’t be cold when she slept. Yawning again, she nestled down – waiting for his return and hoping he would tell her another tangled fairy tale before she drifted off to sleep again.

“Here’s a quiz question for you,” Taz said, returning from the bedroom with the tiniest, pinkest baby-t he could find. “What is it about an Irish Girl that is so enchanting? Perhaps the long hair?”

“But you’d like another color than red, huh?” Kaitlin asked, sitting up and raising her arms as he gathered the baby-t in his hands and brought it down over her frame.

In the process of being dressed, her head began to spin and as soon as he saw her swooning, Taz put his hand behind her neck and eased her back down onto the pull-out mattress.

“I don’t care what the color is … so long as it’s long,” he whispered sweetly, brushing her bangs off her forehead. “So long as I can run my fingers through it and smell the shampoo you used.”

“You wouldn’t want these locks to be blonde?” she said, holding up the ends of her hair.

“You would look just as beautiful as you do now,” Taz said, the lightbulb coming on inside his mind suddenly. “Do you want your hair to be blonde?”

“I wouldn’t mind trying out the Goldilocks thing,” Kaitlin said, giving him a wink.

The gears began to crank in Taz’s mind, his eyes showing how he was already cooking up another story. Kaitlin grabbed her pacifier, plunked it in her mouth, flipped over on her tummy and covered herself with a blanket. Resting the side of her face on her pillow, she awaited the next tangled fairy tale to begin. Taz sat next to her on the bed and she shifted her head over on to his thigh, using it as her pillow instead. He tucked her curly red hair behind her ear and ran the fingers of his right hand through it.

“Once Upon A Time,” he began, Kaitlin wiggling uncontrollably with excitement.

Oh, what would the fairy tale be this time? How would he tangle it and twist it? How would it begin? How would it end? The questions in her heart were endless.

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Country Rose 7

Rose, the city girl from Bean town who moved to Southern Pines, NC and became a country rose, and Emmitt her Cowboy Daddy, a horse wrangler who still has a habit of taking off his shirt, return for their 7th installment in this ABDL Romance Series.

May has just ended and summer will soon be upon them.  Rose and Emmitt are at their usual flirtatious best.  But there is a bit of trouble on the horizon that affects them both separately.

Rose’s business, Country Rose Pottery, encounters a problem and she is forced to make a decision that would likely affect her employees as well as her standing in the local community.

Befriending two of her employees, Rose leans on them for support.  But she leans heavily on Emmitt, as always.

At the same time, Emmitt runs into a snag with the contract he had to tend to the horses on his farm and suddenly, they may be forced to move away from their dream home.

All of this wreaks havoc on Rose’s heart and soul.  And she will not only need Emmitt to be that strong Cowboy Daddy she married, but she will also need to find strength within herself to weather the storm ahead.

Country Rose 7 shows how determination is what the best strength is made of, real friendship is what remains when everything else has left and love is all that is needed.

Country Rose 7 is also a very sexually-charged tale.  Even when the world is burning all around, it is never as hot as what’s going on in their bedroom.

Join Rose and Emmitt as their Daddy/BabyGirl romance now blooms into the trials of sustaining the life they worked so hard to build.

A Sunday in Southern Pines

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…………………… The Country Rose Series
Country Rose Country Rose 2 Country Rose 3 Country Rose 4 Country Rose 5

Country Rose
Country Rose 2
Country Rose 3
Country Rose 4
Country Rose 5
Country Rose 6
Country Rose 7


If you like The Country Rose Series,  I’d also recommend checking out two other ABDL Romance series:

Zeke and Lily: Once Upon a BeginningThe Mia Series - Book One.

The Zeke & Lily Saga

The Mia Series


The Mommy Grats: The Creole Crawl 3

The Dynamic Story of Dominique & Winnie continues. (The Creole Crawl, The Creole Crawl 2)

And as the good weather approaches New Orleans, Winnie gears up for summer classes, exploring the French Quarter a lot more as well as exploring her life-changing love for Dominique with a desire to do more than just assume the role of a BabyGirl.

Winnie wants to be born again and in her quest for renewal, she develops an even greater satisfying connection with Dominique – one that speaks of instinct and one that challenges her to be all that she has ever wanted to be.

This is not a Daddy & BabyGirl story.  It’s the polar opposite, but the dynamic remains the same.

Sample: Instinct

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 The Mommy Grats

Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

      Crush 1               Crush 2

Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1
  Girl Power     

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

    Pathway 1         Pathway 2




The Mommy Grats: The Creole Crawl 2

Return to the French Quarter and to The Creole Crawl Bar & Grille for a little Cherry Pie and some Cajun Spice.

Picking up the story where The Creole Crawl left off, Dominique & Winnie continue to grow together, bonding their hearts to what the other has to offer.  Winnie begins to deal with insecurities about having a love for girls – a piece of her soul that is warmly accepted in New Orleans, but her greatest struggle is how to tell the world, namely her friends & family.  Dominique remains her lover, her support and her friend, but begins to see how Winnie is more than just a BabyGirl to care for.  Within Winnie’s heart is something Dominique needs and has been looking for.

This is not a Daddy & BabyGirl story.  It’s the polar opposite, but the dynamic remains the same.

Sample:  Planting the Seeds

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     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

      Crush 1               Crush 2

Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1
  Girl Power     

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

    Pathway 1         Pathway 2




The Mommy Grats: The Creole Crawl

As with all of The Mommy Grats Books, The Creole Crawl shows a combination of characters other than Daddy and BabyGirl.  In this case, it’s Mommy and BabyGirl.

Some wild horses will never be tamed.  And it’s not because they can’t be tamed.  It’s because they’re not supposed to be.  Within many hearts is a need to keep gypsy thoughts of searching for the happiness believed to be in the future.

When Winnie, a simple Midwest girl, attends college in New Orleans, she enters into a world far less simple than anything she’s ever been exposed to.  Within her heart are wild horses needing to be freed & her decision to pursue the future will only be possible when she stops looking over her shoulder at where she’s been.

Early in the semester, she wanders into a college town bar called The Creole Crawl.  She meets the bar owner, an early-30s lady named Dominique, and suddenly their worlds collide.  Together they share secrets and Dominique shows Winnie how to get to the point where she will be able to let her wild horses go and settle down or to the point where she knows it’s time to keep searching for her happiness elsewhere.

Along the way, they discover a dynamic which fits them both perfectly.  But what will Winnie’s decision be and will she be ready to let her wild horses go when the decision must be made?

Sample:  “Taming Wild Horses”

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Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

      Crush 1               Crush 2

Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1
  Girl Power     

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

    Pathway 1         Pathway 2



A Sunday in Southern Pines

Taken from the ABDL romance sequel:

Country Rose 7

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here is a little story about a red-n-white checkered two piece outfit, a tenderloin and a good reason to make sure her diaper wasn’t showing that day.


Part One –
“Country Cookout”

Sunday, May 31st

It was a beautiful Sunday evening.  And in Southern Pines, North Carolina, the temperature was a comfortable 78 degrees – the heat of the day having broken and all humidity having retreated into the coming night.  A warm breeze swept across the horse farm and made ideal the conditions for a cookout.

The smell of burning charcoal floated gently through the farmhouse, saturating Rose’s mouth with that first sense of hunger as she stood in front of the floor-length mirror in their bedroom.  Slipping into a red-n-white checkered crop top with poofy short sleeves, she resituated her boobs inside it – primping and lifting and fluffing until she got the look that completely satisfied her.  Then stepping into a matching red-n-white checkered short flowy skirt, she zipped up the back of it – turning around and looking back over her right shoulder at her reflection in the mirror.  For once in her life, she didn’t want her pink diapered bottom showing at all below the lower hem of the skirt.  Normally, it didn’t matter to her, but today it did.  As she found out, this wasn’t an easy task to accomplish – given the skirt’s short length and her diaper’s span of the middle of her body.

Pulling down on the waistline of the skirt, she managed to cover the very bottom of her diaper.  But in doing so, now the waistline of her diaper was sticking out from the top of the skirt, so she pulled the skirt back up – then standing up on her tippy toes, hoping that the bottom of her diaper would be hidden.  And indeed, it was.

However, she couldn’t spend the whole day walking around on her tippy toes.  So, the problem wasn’t solved.  Ugh!  This was what those #BabyGirlProblems tweets were about!  She was absolutely sure of it and now understood what they were getting at. It seemed no matter what she did, either the top or the bottom of her diaper was going to be showing.  And it was frustrating, really frustrating.

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The 1-on-1 Podcast: Episode Eight – Mommy Kuri

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On Stitcher
On iTunes

Episode Eight welcomes Mommy Kuri, a selfless and inspiring member of our community who just might be an unknowing masochist … because she has a tendency to give until it hurts.  LOL

As a convention creator and coordinator, munch leader, Line Group leader, member of the community, Mommy, switchy soul and tremendous giver, Kuri has touched more hearts and lives than what she is probably aware of.  And though she is extremely humble, constantly taking the limelight off herself and putting it onto others, there is a community that appreciates her in a manner that she probably also doesn’t know the magnitude of.

I have been looking forward to the opportunity to go 1-on-1 with her and pick her brain for quite some time.  And in Episode 8, I finally got the chance.

That being said … the topics of this episode included (but definitely were not limited to): chat rooms, switching, sock wars, bionics, evilness of oatmeal, Peace Corps opportunities, country girl stuff, photography, cigars, conventions, emotions, reasons, Little Philly, music playlists, God Moving Over The Face Of The Water … as well as a truly informative and touching talk about what she saw as the differences between lust, infatuation and love.

I learned several things I did not know about her, including the story behind her the origin of her username, a life-altering decision she had to make a decade ago and a complicated injury she sustained – the scars of which I didn’t even know she had.

This was 94 minutes that enriched my life.

To one and all, I hope you enjoy listening to episode eight as much as we enjoyed recording it for you.

On FetLife: MommyKuri

The 1-On-1 Podcast: Episode Eight –
Mommy Kuri
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On Stitcher
On iTunes


Check out all the episodes of  The 1-On-1 Podcast:

Episode One – Mako
Episode Two – ResonantYes and RoadNotTaken
Episode Three – Star_Platypus
Episode Four ALot and a little
Episode Five Little Philly
Episode Six Mike, Misty and LKB
Episode Seven Da … Bearssss
Episode Eight – Mommy Kuri
Episode Nine Dr. Rhoda Lipscomb

But being as The 1-On-1 Podcast is not the only ABDL podcast, it is monumentally important to mention some of the others, aisde from the above-listed one:

The Big Little Podcast Mako and Spacey present the granddaddy of them all … a podcast by, about and for ageplayers of all kinds.

The CrinkleCast – There are many long, late night conversations that occur between the hosts on a regular basis. While hatching plans for the next TeddyCon, sometime ideas pop up that are just too crazy not to pass up. The Crinkle Cast is a podcast for the AB/DL, Ageplay and Littles Community dedicated to telling our stories, education and all things crinkly.  On FetLife

abdlcastABDLCast – This podcast is catered to adults who just like the diapers.  Has a wordpress blog with polls, questions and more. ABDLCast on Twitter

Dream A Little PodcastDream A Little – Interviews and How To’s, Overcoming Shyness, Real Life Stories.  On Tumblr     Subscribe to their newsletter

Just Another ABDL PodcastJust Another ABDL Podcast – A lot of great content on here, from diaper talk to reviews, how to tell others to experiences. Subscribe to their podcast here.

Family Affairs PodcastABDL Episode on Family Affairs – Dr. Rhoda Lipscomb (talkaboutsextherapy.com), an attendee and presenter at TeddyCon 2016, leads a conversation about ABDL, the difference in sexual fetish and non-sexualized behavioral play. Learn more about what ABDL participation looks like, common misconceptions, underlying emotions and challenges for both adult babies and their partners, and the effects it can have both causing and treating anxiety and shame in participants.

Tina Horn PodcastAge Play Episode on Tina Horn Podcast – An indie podcast created, produced, and hosted by Tina Horn. Each episode focuses on a subject of human sexuality and non-judgmentally asks the question: Why are people into that?!  Website

Padded Paw PodcastPadded Paw Podcast – A podcast for Ageplayers, Furries, and Kinksters. Started in July 2016 and aims for monthly episode releases.  On Twitter

Weimerica Weekly PodcastAge Play Episode on Weimerica Weekly – Hosted by Ryan Landry and touching on the cultural, political and sexual topics that fill the mindspace of our United States of Weimerica. The politicization of all cultural and social degeneracy is examined with a focus on how it fits together.  Website

The Dark Side PodcastAge Play Episode on The Dark Side – An adult educational podcast, focusing in on the BDSM Alternative Lifestyle and related aspects of Human Sexuality. Website

It Girl Rag Doll PodcastAge Play Episode on The (It Girl. Rag Doll) Podcast – Hosted by writer Molly Moore and author Harper EliotWebsite On Twitter


Love In Brief – ResonantYes and RoadNotTaken’s ABDL advice podcast focused on love: love of self, love of others, and romantic love.  A quick listen with each episode, perfect for when you have a few minutes and can only listen to one episode.

Happy Listening!
Zorro Daddy

The Mommy Grats: The BabySitter Crush 2

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl ABDL book.  But it still speaks of the dynamic of love that an age play couple knows well.  

This sexually-charged age play story continues the tale of a cougar and of her younger match.  Her name is Krissy and his is Joe.  Twenty years ago, when Krissy was in college, she was Joe’s babysitter.  Now, twenty years later, Joe is the college graduate – new to the working world and struggling to overcome the stereotypes about his generation.

A month ago, he bumped into Krissy quite unexpectedly at a kink munch.  They got caught up and she learned he hadn’t found a job yet.  Giving him work fixing things around her house for a week, she lets him spend the night.  Along the way, she discovers his age play interests and explores them with him – finding enjoyment in it from the caregiver side.

Book two begins a few weeks later.  Joe found a job, got hired and then was laid off for a reason that wasn’t his fault.  Added to that was the fact that his relationship with his parents was faltering as they saw him as a failure.

He crumbles to pieces and Krissy picks him up, determined to put him back together again and to teach him how to handle disappointments without collapsing.

Along the way, Krissy and Joe go much deeper with everything, a mixture of rewards for successes and punishments for tantrum outbursts. 

At the end, Joe is faced with a crucial decision to make that will alter his life as he presently knows it.

This story is extremely sexual, over the top with sexuality at points, has moments of humiliation and moments when regression is the only mindset that truly separates twenty years of growth.

The roles and names may be different but the age play dynamic remains intact and The BabySitter Crush 2 shows that there is no greater love than that shared between a Mommy and her BabyBoy.

Sample: Scenes From a Fetish Fair Flea Market
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…………………………… The Mommy Grats

Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
      Boy Toy         Boy Toy 2         Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4         Boy Toy 5
Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1  The Mommy Grats - Girl Power 3 
   Girl Power         Creole 1         Girl Power 3         Creole 2             Creole 3
      Crush 1               Crush 2



Are there more than 239?

Well if we’re talking about bones in the body, the answer is yes.  There are around 266 bones in the human body, although I just read that the number of bones in the body decreases as we age.  But it’s not because we lose those bones.  It’s because certain bones fuse together over time.  Go figure!

If we’re talking about books in the Holy Bible, then the answer is no.  There are 66 books in the Bible, 39 in the Old Testament and 27 in the New Testament.  But even that number changes, dependent on which version of the Bible you’re looking at.  And we’re not even factoring in the Dead Sea Scrolls.  (Wow, it must have been a challenge being in the Council of Nicaea.)

If we’re talking about countries in the world, the answer is no … at least not right now.  Presently, there are around 195.  But that could even be inaccurate.  Maps keep changing more than diapers do!

No, I’m talking about kinks and fetishes.  Let me explain …

Years ago, a dear sweet angel (sent down to me from Heaven Above at the absolute right time in my life) suggested that I take ABDL and twist it with this other kink called MedFet (medical fetish).  I hardly knew much of anything about MedFet and had to research it thoroughly to come up with storylines.

But what I discovered was something that was not only a lot of fun, but also strengthened a belief I had.

Simply stated, I have always believed that ABDL mixes well with practically all other fetishes.  Much like O- blood is viewed as the generic or default blood type as it can be mixed with all others.  Or much like the Catholic Schoolgirl fetish can be mixed with practically all other fetishes.

So I tried it, combining MedFet and ABDL … 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 times!  LOL

Then I tried ABDL and Horror. 1, 2
ABDL and Pet Play
ABDL and Nymphomania
ABDL and Zombies 1, 2, 3
ABDL and Ménage à Trois
ABDL and Abduction
and of course, ABDL and Frogs …… Oh wait!  I haven’t written that one yet.  😉

But suddenly, I had an entire series created from twisting ABDL with something else.

So I ventured onward, writing about ABDL and Demons.

It’s been quite enjoyable, twisting ABDL with other things.  And I truly believe ABDL can be the cream in so many different cups of coffee.

And while doing a search of curiosity, looking for other fetishes and kinks that might blend well with the crinkle, waddle and babble of ABDL, I came across a site called: BadGirlsBible.com

They have a podcast, a wealth of guides and studies and DIYs, course offerings (if you want to become a member), a discreet newsletter, a blog, and … well, you get the idea.  This website has 26 different categories of interest.

AND!! ……

They also have a comprehensive list of 239 different kinks and fetish which I found to be most interesting.  Rest assured, ABDL and Age Play are on the list.

So now I pass the link on to you for your reading enjoyment …

The Complete List of 239 Sexual Fetishes and Kinks

Perhaps the next ABDL twisted book is among those options.

Zorro Daddy


Daddy Issues: The Fine Art of Give and Receive

Daddy IssuesTaken from the ABDL romance saga: 

Daddy Issues

(Available on:  Kindle and Kindle Unlimited )

here is a little story about a pursuit that was … long overdue.

“Long Overdue”

Sunday, 5pm

The Great American Diner. That was the meeting place agreed upon by both of them, Drake and Emma.

It was a comfortable setting for their first face-to-face meeting.  Oh, they had spent quite a bit of time in the past month  – exchanging emails, Skyping and talking on the phone.  But their schedules just didn’t seem to wanna line up … until now.  And The First Date was long overdue.  But unlike many shotgun decisions, they knew a lot about each other before that night.  So they weren’t strangers at all, but the physical meeting hadn’t taken place yet.  And it was time.

Continue Reading …

Scenes from a Fetish Fair Flea Market – Both Parts

Taken from the ABDL sequel:

The BabySitter Crush 2

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here is a little story about patience and the value of moving at the right pace.

(Warning: This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!!!)


Tuesday, June 9th – 2pm

Krissy pulled into the downtown parking garage and started going in circles as she drove up the levels.  Parking was at capacity on the lower three levels and it wasn’t thinning out as they went higher.  When she told him they were going to meet Meg and Lisa at a fetish fair that afternoon, he had no idea that it would be downtown!  He also didn’t think she was going to dress him in such an obvious way.

He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue cotton shorts.  She had tucked the t-shirt inside the shorts but not before diapering him, of course.  And when she did, she fastened the tapes very tightly at his hips, but left the diaper a bit loose between his legs.  This was always indication to him that they would be doing a lot of walking and she wanted to give him the ability to walk comfortably while not chancing his diaper coming undone along the way.

Krissy would drive the whole way up to the top level, putting them back in the sunlight.  Thankfully, there were a few spaces left up there.  Turning the car off, she looked over at Joe and smiled brightly – then taking the pacifier out of his mouth and tucking it down into her cleavage.  She was inventing even more reason for him to be staring at her chest.  Looking in the back seat, she debated bring the diaper bag along but then decided otherwise.

Thank goodness for that!  At least now he wouldn’t be fearful of that diaper bag being put to its use – the number of cars in that parking garage making him believe there would be no private areas in this fetish flea market where he could be changed in peace.

Continue Reading …

Virus Protection / On the Tip of the Pen / On The Fingertips

I really couldn’t decided what I wanted to call this posting.  So I left all three options in the header line.  In a sense, it was appropriate to do so as the theme of this posting is the number 3.  (But this posting is also brought to you by the letters K and Q.  LOL)

When this whole shutdown and stay home thing started happening in the midst of the COVID-19 outbreak, I decided that I wasn’t going to sit around and get bored.  So I started writing. 

And it made logical sense to write a third season to The Waddling Dead story – girls in diapers, fighting a virus.  It seemed timely.

So I finished it in record time, 20 episodes that are currently being posted on The Waddling Dead group on FetLife as well as here on my website.

Now that the diapered zombies are taken care of, I’ve decided I’m just going to keep writing.  Next up is a Mommy/BabyBoy sequel, followed by a Daddy/BabyGirl sequel.

So … I am now currently writing the follow-up to The Mommy Grats: The BabySitter Crush.

This is the story of Krissy and Joe.  She is in her early 40s and he is in his early 20s.  It is very much a cougar’s tale, but it’s a little more than that.

Twenty years ago, when Krissy was in her early 20s and Joe was a toddler, Krissy was indeed his babysitter.

Now, twenty years later, she is his adult babysitter.  How they met this second time around was by luck and chance, but how their relationship grows is where this story turns cougar and willing prey.

In this month, I will post a sample story or two from The Mommy Grats: The BabySitter Crush 2.  In the meantime, you can catch up on the story with a sample from the original:

The BabySitter Crush
Sample: The Greatest Tease of All
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Next up after that will be installment #7 in The Country Rose Series.  This is the tale of Rose, a city girl who moved into the country and Emmitt, the cowboy she fell in love with – a horse farmer who has a bad habit of taking off his sweaty shirts.

Here are a boatload of samples from Country Rose 1-6:

The Great Unknown
What She Set Her Mind To Do
Riding on Wings
What They Can See
The Secret Binge
The One
What To Do With A Miracle
The Things You Learn … Again
The Silence that Spoke Volumes
Thinking Out Loud
The View … With A Happy Ending
The CowGirl Ride


Stay safe. Stay Healthy.
And as always … Dream Big About Being Little.

Zorro Daddy

The Sight of Sites

We’re in a situation these days that encourages us, now more than ever, to get online for all the social interaction we will have in the foreseeable future.

Rest assured, COVID will subside.  In the entire history of humankind, since documentation began, there has never been a virus or any disease that shut us down for good.  If it had, we wouldn’t be here anymore.

But for the time being, we stay isolated and, for a great many of us, we get online.

In the fetish sense, there is always the FetLife site.  It is a melting pot of all things kinky.  And there is a very large presence of ADBLers and Age Players among the FL masses.

FetLife launched on January 1, 2008.  And in a short time, caused a lot of smaller kink sites to go under.  Everyone was getting on FetLife and FetLife only.  And a lot of charming little ABDL sites went away.

There are a few that survived the FL extermination.  But there have been a few more that have emerged in place of their predecessors.  And you may not be aware of these other ABDL-specific community websites that now exist.

So, before posting more of The Waddling Dead: Season Three, I thought I would put up this posting and highlight a few of these ABDL-specific websites.

This list, by no means, is complete.  I am certain there are more, but here are a few that, to this day, I visit (and to the best of my knowledge, they are all free):

DDlgfriends.com – A wonderful  social network, here you can find pictures, forums, chatrooms, personals ads, groups, polls and more.  The DDLG stands for Daddy Dom Little Girl, but that’s to denote who the website is catering to.  I have seen nothing on there but inviting people of all kinds.  Note:  This site is very attentive to identifying and deleting scammers.

ABkingdom.com – This one has been around for quite a while.  I’ve always seen it primarily as a free pictures site, but it also has a classifieds section, forums and links.  There is a wealth of places you could go from there.

Omorashi.org – Mostly anime but also video downloads, blogs, discord and a lot of user activity.

LittleSpaceOnline.com – This site is very charming and a lot of fun, loaded with forums, personals, a chatroom, a littles’ movie night, a coloring club and more.

DateCGL.com – DateCGL is an interactive personals site, complete with a members map that is awesome. It also has a chat room, clubs and a most impressive links section.  Note:  This site is very attentive to identifying and deleting scammers.

DailyDiapers.com – The mainstay.  Daily Diapers has been around probably as long as I have been in the community.  It may even pre-date me.  Pictures, chatroom, extensive forum and more.  There’s a reason it has survived so long.

Diapermates.com – The coupling personals site to Daily Diapers.


Be it stated and understood, you are going to find fake profiles and scammers on some of these sites.  But you would also find such things on FetLife too.

Take them as they come and pass them by because there are tons of genuine ABDLers on these sites who are dynamite.

Blessings to you all and stay safe,
Zorro Daddy

Here’s a music video I put together that lists some of those glorious little ABDL sites that no longer exist:

Don’t You Forget The Diapers

DL of the DL on the DL

Did I get that right? Download of the Diaper Lover on the DownLow.  Yep.  LOL

Before ABDL modeling became popular, you had two options for viewing ABDL pictures online:

  1. Browse through the fake ABDL pics of people with fake diapers having been pasted on top of the pictures.
  2. Wait for one of the few ABDL picture websites to put up a new set.

The pics below came from option 2. 

I remember going into the computer lab at college and viewing AB pics like these on university computers (because we didn’t have internet in our dorm rooms).

And I would download them onto a-drive disks (predecessors to flash drives).  Then I would open the pics back in my dorm room on my computer and print them out.  I would put those print outs into a manila folder and I guarded that folder with my life.

All of this, of course, I would do with absolute discretion.  I had just discovered ABDL online, giving me peace of mind that I wasn’t the only one.  But I wasn’t prepared yet to announce openly that I was an ABDLer.  My initial attraction (that honestly, is still the case) was to girls who were diaper lovers, but only had mild interest in being adult babies.

And the pics of this particular girl spoke “DL” to me in appeal.  These are only a few shots of this model, but there was another reason I found her attractive.

When in college, at Temple University, I roomed with the same guys for 4 years.  I lived in an apartment complex that Temple had purchased and converted into a dormitory.  So I had five roommates.  We often coupled with two groups of girls, they also being roommates in the same building.

And one of them I had a never-ending crush on.  For 3 and a half years, I couldn’t tell her how much I liked her.

The girl in these pictures must have been her unknown twin in life.  So, whenever I look at these pictures, I see that college crush.  And what’s better is:  in the pictures, my college crush is diapered.

25 “Unforgettable Sets”
The Pictures Stories