Mommy’s Point of View: The Maternal Instinct

Some things about ourselves are obvious to others, but not to us.  And the reason why is because we’re not actually supposed to be able to understand it all.  If we understood it all, then we wouldn’t need anyone.

No one understands this more than a Mommy.  For Avery, she knew exactly what her little guy needed.  And all it took to get him to see it about himself was a Bambino Diaper, the right point of view and a little Maternal Instinct.

Warning:  This Ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!  ABGussy.com

The “Little” Husband

12:37 p.m. –
Fast asleep on the black leather sofa in the TV room, Gus wasn’t even moving a single muscle. He was out like a light. Thankfully, on that day he was able to come home from work at noon. And the reason was he had worked so much overtime that week that his bosses refused to pay him anymore.

Now a little more than a half hour after he got home, Gus hardly appeared as a hard-working man. Asleep on the on couch, nursing on a pacifier and wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a diaper, he was fully-relaxed into what the rest of his life held for him – when not working so hard.

And the reason why he was a pile of drained mush was sitting on the next couch over, texting away … Ivy, his beloved wife and also his Mommy. She was a very attentive and loving partner to him, but Ivy was also very down-to-Earth and it was that combination of passion and power that kept him wrapped around her finger.

A knock came to the door.

The Dipping Routine

Gus 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.

The CAPCon 2013 Experience: Sunday

Begin with CAPCon 2012

At a Hotel near Chicago in April,  the Chicago Age Players held an annual convention that showed what happens when you Dream Big about Being Little.

The CAPCon Experience: Sunday

Sunday began a bit earlier for me than Saturday and it required an even quicker wake-up.  Jumping in the shower and racing down to grab a bagel and cup of coffee from the Continental Breakfast in the front lobby, I headed back to the convention area, walking into Classroom A to see something that I was quite excited to hear would be happening at CAPCon this year. 

The CAPCon 2013 Experience: Saturday

Begin with CAPCon 2012

At a Hotel near Chicago in April,  the Chicago Age Players held an annual convention that showed what happens when you Dream Big about Being Little.

The CAPCon Experience: Saturday

Saturday morning opened with more classes and  the open play area was busy with a bunch of littles who had the time of their lives … or at least, that’s what I was told had happened on Saturday morning.  I wasn’t actually there.  LOL  I, myself, was fast asleep still up in my room and it wouldn’t be until the afternoon that I would wake up.  Surprisingly, I had made it through two days without the usual constant stream of Turkey Hill Iced Tea I consume.  Waking up is usually a quick thing for me.  But without the iced tea, it can take a bit longer.  With a bit of Mt. Dew from the bar downstairs, I built up my energy and went into the convention space to see ABDL-ers everywhere, enjoying the experience of simply “being”.  And as I made my way to Classroom B for another story time reading, I thought back to the words of a gentleman from New Jersey I had befriended a few years prior. 

The CAPCon 2013 Experience: Friday

Begin with CAPCon 2012

At a Hotel near Chicago in April,  the Chicago Age Players held an annual convention that showed what happens when you Dream Big about Being Little.

The CAPCon Experience: Friday

Thankfully, the hotel room mates kicked me a little around Noon on Friday.  We had quite a bit to set up before the convention opened registration later that day.  First on the docket was setting up the ball pit.  Pulling the vehicles around to the back of the hotel, we made short order out of the task of carrying about 5000 ball pit balls into the convention space.  And instantly, we saw the feel of family in action.

What would have taken two or three people quite some time to accomplish became a quick task as a caravan of people lent both of their hands.  In a few short minutes, the ball pit walls and its balls were safely inside the convention space.  And a group of about 15 people went from one room to another within the convention space, setting everything up.  And many hands showed the growing feel of family.  Not only was CAPCon a “coming out” party for so many newbies, but every step (or crawl) of the way, the acceptance of one and all wasn’t just felt but also shown.

The CAPCon 2013 Experience: Thursday

Begin with CAPCon 2012

At a Hotel near Chicago in April,  the Chicago Age Players held an annual convention that showed what happens when you Dream Big about Being Little.

The CAPCon Experience: Thursday

What’s the longest road trip you’ve ever taken?  And where were you headed?  In the past 6 years, I’ve made more road trips than I can recall.  Yesterday, while headed to the Charm City, I looked down at my odometer and saw the miles.  Smiling, I thought about how my car had visited ever state east of the Mississippi – except for Louisiana, Maine and New Hampshire.

But the longest of all of those road trips was one that took me to Chicago.  And though it lasted 14 hours, it flew by.  But fast or slow, where I was headed was worth every second of the travel.

The O.T.K.

One of the most frustrating things a Mommy has to deal with is repeating herself.  And it isn’t always that she wasn’t heard the first time.  It’s often that a little mind fails to pay attention when it needs to.

But when a Mommy grows weary of not just repeating herself, but also repeating the same ineffective punishments, she begins to do less in order to accomplish more.

And the new lessons are learned in a different way when O.T.K.

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“Has It Been A Minute, Yet?”

Patience is a virtue.  But for someone with littleness in the heart, patience is an obstacle between them and getting what they want when they want it.  A Mommy picks up on this and her maternal instincts kick in, addressing her little one’s needs, but not catering to his wants. 

Instead, everything would happen in Mommy’s time.  Lil Gus was wet and patience wasn’t on his side … yet.

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When the Curfew is Broken

No one likes restrictions placed on them, particularly restrictions on time … like a curfew.  It is human nature to test the waters and sometimes we get away with it.

Gus wasn’t so lucky.  When he came home late last night, he thought he was in the clear.  He’d quickly learn the following day that when the curfew is broken, there are consequences to face.

And he would never get away from them.

Warning: This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story.   ABGussy.com

His Aunty’s Plan

Lydia quickly prepared the final touches for her guest. She was quite happy she would be seeing him and she was given specific instructions on what to do when he got there.

Her beloved nephew had come for a visit. But it was going to turn out to be a lot more than that. And what she put in his welcoming drink would become known soon enough.

For now, his knock at the door gave her an Aunty’s bounce to her step as she opened it.

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Busted

Getting away with doing something that we know we shouldn’t be doing may well be one of the most natural human instincts of all.

But so are the consequences for our actions.  When we test the waters and the limits, we tempt fate.  It’s infinitely more difficult to admit to a mistake as it is to simply take the punishment.  That’s human instinct, too.

This is the story of a lil boy who must’ve been full of these instincts.  And this story is how he tested the waters, tempted his own fate and got … Busted.

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The Avery Puppy

Madonna may have been on to something when she sang that Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. And Avery was indisputable proof of this.

The name Avery has an Olde English origin, meaning “elf” or “magical counselor”. There had always been a high level of make-believe in her little heart. And that nature of make-believe would sometimes make her imagination run wild.

Warning: This is Adult, Baby!  ABGussy.com

In Trouble Again

Losing one’s rights to independence is never a pleasant experience or fun memory to reflect on, particularly when you feel threatened that others may find out how much you are under someone’s control.

But what comes from such an experience is a clarity of self and more over, a clear line between what you want and what you need, persistence and stubbornness, acceptance and denial, underwear and a diaper.

And as Gus was about to find out: the spanking of a lifetime or the embarrassment of being diapered in front of his friends.  If he isn’t careful and doesn’t start listening to his Mommy, he just might get both. 

Warning: This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story.   ABGussy.com

A Lesson Behind the Homework

The word “Rehearse” contains the word “Re-hear” which means to hear something again.  The idea of homework is to reinforce what you learned in school that day.  This is done to help you commit to memory what you have been taught.

Gus really didn’t want to admit to his Mommy that his diaper was wet.  And as he sat on the couch, doing his homework for school, he totally forgot that he was to always tell his Mommy the truth.

A Mommy has instinct and maybe someday he would learn to accept that her instincts saw through everything.

When he didn’t tell her he needed changed, she viewed it as him lying to her.

His homework in life was to be a good boy, but when he lied, his Mommy decided there was a lesson behind that homework he needed to learn and it was one which couldn’t be taught in a classroom.

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A Friendly Spanking

The evidence of his spanking had begun to pinken his backside, moving ever-steadily to a redder hue for conclusion.

Avery took to a rapid fire hand-strike on both of his cheeks.  She laughed, somewhat evilly, at his grimaces, grunts and twitches.

“All right, I’ve had enough,” she said, but not before she corrected the matter that he hadn’t had enough yet.

She took her hand to his reddened flesh as he yanked at the tape to break free.  He could hardly stay still for the striking blows which kept landing.

And the Memories of what he had been through became fresh again, in his mind:

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“Diapered & Paddled”

In our lifetime we come across a lot of people who influence who we become.  On occasion, we come across people who influence who we will not become.  And on rarer occasions, we come across people who believe in us and love us so much that they will do whatever is necessary to keep us on the straight and narrow.

The latter was Gus’s experience, having a Mommy who would not accept the bad boy he had become.  Bad in the sense of not listening to her.  So his Mommy intended to teach him a lesson and make clear that she does not mess around when she means business!

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

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Double Trouble: The Reality of “Yes Mommy”

One of the strongest bonds imaginable is that which exists between a mother and her son.  It’s often been said to never get between the two of them, regardless of who you are or what you may have to lose if you don’t.

A mother will do whatever is necessary to see that her son has all that she can provide for him, feels all the love she can give him and has all the pride in himself he can.

When Gus became complacent and defiant, his Mommy feared she would lose him to the effects of some outside influence which would ruin his life.

At first, she tried reasoning with him, then moved on to spanking him, then moved on to using a strap on his bottom.

To punctuate the point, she regressed back to an infantile state, diapered him and decided to start over.  What she didn’t know was that he had always had a little piece of ‘littleness’ within him which went un-nurtured.

Shame took him over as he was forced to face the truth about this.  At long last, she finally understood why he was being so defiant.  He was trying to protect himself.

His Mommy could see the self-esteem leaving his eyes.  And as her maternal instincts kicked in, she did the most important thing she could for her son … Help him to see that he was wonderful, just the way he was.

But how she chose to do this would probably be seen as quite unorthodox by those who didn’t understand the bond of love between a Mommy and her son.

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

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A Mommy’s Pride and Joy: The Result of “Yes, Mommy”

It seemed the strap had worked on the little boy.  He had gone from indifferent to compliant.  There was a bit of satisfaction his Mommy had derived from having corrected him when she felt she needed to.  But it wasn’t vindictive satisfaction. Rather, it was a maternal pride and joy that filled her.

He had become quite polite and in the process, regressed back a lot further than his troublesome teen years.  The treatment of “Yes, Mommy” had done the trick … for now.  She knew he would test the waters in the future and she’d cross that bridge with him when they got there.

On this day, she had gotten her babyboy back and he needed some special “attention”.

Warning: This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story. And it’s Graphic!

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“I Can Not Go To School Today…” (Part Two of Two): Lies Catch Up With You … In the Enema

Sometimes the only way out of a lie is to not get out of it at all. And though, we may be strongly against the treatment we receive, the fact remains: There are consequences for our actions and our words.

But perhaps the greatest danger is beginning to believe the lies we tell as being the truth.

For Avery, this was not going to be the case … not if her Daddy had anything to say about. And as this fibbing little BabyGirl would soon find out, Lies Catch Up With You … In the Enema.

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“I Cannot Go To School Today!!!” (Part One of Two): Taking the Temperature of a Fever Pitch

Much like the girl in the Shel Silverstein poem, Avery didn’t want to go to school.  And this seemed to her like a reasonable way to feel.

Some days, little girls just don’t wanna go to school.  There’s nothing wrong with them.  They just don’t feel like going.  And sometimes the biggest mistake a little girl can make is telling her Daddy that she isn’t feeling well.

Avery plays the “I’m sick, Daddy” card and her Daddy calls her bluff.  Whining and fussiness doesn’t necessarily mean illness.  The real temperature of the situation is about to be taken.  And if Avery isn’t careful, a spanking may accompany her “fevered” pitch as her Daddy’s temperament is tested, en route to a boiling point.

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“If You’re Gonna Act Like A Baby” (Part Four of Four): You’re Just Like a Baby

The eventual route you have to go down to make a point is perhaps the most difficult thing to do when you just can get through to someone.

And sometimes the only way to reason with someone is to treat them exactly how they are acting.

For Avery, her punishment came to an end with a rather humiliating conclusion.

Warning: This is Adult, Baby!

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“If You’re Gonna Act Like A Baby” (Part Three of Four): The Next Piece of the Puzzle

Sometimes we just don’t agree with each other and perhaps what makes us individuals is that there are no two people alike.  Often agreeing to disagree is the only way to keep the pieces of the puzzle together.

 But when rules have been broken and the lines of our roles have been crossed, a common understanding needs to be found with whatever means necessary.

 For Avery, the only thing that seemed would get through to her was to “switch” her punishment to a higher level and now, mere fussing would make it worse.

 She was going to learn, no matter what her Daddy had to do.

Warning: This is Adult, Baby!

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Part Three: “The Next Piece of the Puzzle”

She may have only knelt there for a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity as she heard her Daddy milling about behind her, rummaging for … something.  And it was what that something might be which controlled her thoughts of the moment.

Regardless of what he came up with, she now held her hands flat over her bottom for its protection of what he may come back with.  Seeing this, her Daddy deduced that she still didn’t get the point of the restraints.

As a matter of fact, she didn’t understand much of anything as to why she was in trouble.  And that’s what made the next piece of the puzzle so important to raising the level of her punishment high enough so that she finally got it.

“If You’re Gonna Act Like A Baby” (Part Two of Four): You Set Yourself Up For This

When Denial not only becomes her mode of operations but her mode of survival, Avery’s Daddy makes her undergo a little humiliation to drive home the point certain things are acceptable and certain things are not, but either way there will always be consequences for her actions.

A few restraints to her carefree approach ought to do the trick.

Warning: This is Adult, Baby!

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“Yes, Mommy” – Part Two: Go Get The Strap …

Being scolded for his lethargic attention to the rules of the house didn’t move him.

Being put over his Mommy’s knee and spanked with some rather swift, hard swats from her hand softened his indifference.

 But by then his Mommy was furious and this nonchalant little boy was about to feel the sting which buzzes from leather.

Warning: This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story. And it’s Adult, Baby!

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“If You’re Gonna Act Like A Baby” (Part One of Four): Where Do You Think You’re Going?

Denial is that attempt we make to save face when avoidance fails us.  The fantasy of being able to get away with something might be what drives certain people to keep wearing that facade that they can actually do it.

For a BabyGirl, the fantasy is that she’s able to fool anyone she wants. In reality, her Daddy isn’t fooled so easily.  And denial will eventually lead to consequences.

On this day, Avery learns that the things which are best for her aren’t always the things she wants.  And sometimes, denial doesn’t have to be a river in Egypt to flow.

Warning:  This is Adult, Baby!

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“Yes, Mommy” – Part One: What’s Gonna Happen From Now On …

Sometimes when we get complacent, we forget the important things that others have made possible for us.  And the hardest thing in the world to do is to say you’re sorry.

………

But an apology is two things:

• Recognition that you’ve done or said something you shouldn’t have.
• A Declaration that you won’t make that mistake again.

For some, it actually is easy to apologize without meaning it. And those are the ones who need learn not just the true meaning of “I’m Sorry”, but also the lesson which comes along with “Yes, Mommy.”

 Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story.  And it’s Adult, Baby!

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 Part One – What’s Gonna Happen From Now On …

Daddy Means What He Says – (Part Two of Two): Avery’s New Friends and the 10 “Thank You, Daddies”

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Disclaimer: This is Adult, Baby!

That’s the best way I know how to describe “Treasure Bound”. And while ABDL isn’t exclusively sexual, it is still an Adult Fetish and therefore can include sexuality. And that’s only natural between two people who love each other, whether they are Husband and Wife, Boyfriend and Girlfriend, Daddy and BabyGirl … or all of those combinations, yet still so much more.

“Treasure Bound” is an exploration of the sexuality within the dynamic connection between a Daddy and a BabyGirl.

Believe me when I tell you … This is Adult, Baby!

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Part Two:  Avery’s New Friends and the 10 “Thank You, Daddies”

 

“It’s not fair,” Avery sulked as her Daddy picked up something from the nightstand.

“Mm-hmm.  Not fair.  Not fair.  You say that now,” he said with disgust.

He wasn’t playing around anymore.  She simply wouldn’t listen and while the times weren’t quite desperate yet, the measures were about to get a lot more directed.

“What are you doing?  What are you doing?” he said, bending her back over the edge of the bed as she tried to stand up.  “Did I tell you to get up?”

“No,” she said with a small voice.

“Let me introduce you to my friend,” he said, tapping her bottom with the implement.

“No!” she said, feeling the tap and realizing the sting it was going to cause.

“He’s pretty fun,” her Daddy said, sliding the implement across her pinkening cheeks.  “You … are going to get to know him, pretty well.”

Daddy Means What He Says – (Part One of Two): Learning to “Stay Down”

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Disclaimer: This is Adult, Baby!

That’s the best way I know how to describe “Treasure Bound”. And while ABDL isn’t exclusively sexual, it is still an Adult Fetish and therefore can include sexuality. And that’s only natural between two people who love each other, whether they are Husband and Wife, Boyfriend and Girlfriend, Daddy and BabyGirl … or all of those combinations, yet still so much more.

“Treasure Bound” is an exploration of the sexuality within the dynamic connection between a Daddy and a BabyGirl.

Believe me when I tell you … This is Adult, Baby!

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Part One: Learning to “Stay Down”

Feeling little can be an overwhelming thing which takes you to a place of thought where you want nothing but more little feelings.  For a little girl, this desire to find those little feelings can distract her from doing what Daddy has told her to do.  What it comes off as is disobedience.  That isn’t always the case and the little girl didn’t mean to ignore what her Daddy told her to do, but it’s at moments like when a Daddy must make clear to her that he means what he says.

For Avery, this distraction would cause her to get in trouble with her Daddy at points in time when she was to be doing something else, like picking up the crayons she had colored with that morning off the living room rug, putting all her toys back in the toy box when she was done playing with them, or going to bed and going to sleep when her Daddy said to.

Even if she had played with her stuffed animals in total silence, it was only a matter of time before her Daddy would check on her and find out that she had disobeyed him.  And as he entered, she knew she was in trouble.

Treasure Bound – Part Four of Four: “The Hand Jive”

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Disclaimer: This is Adult, Baby!

That’s the best way I know how to describe “Treasure Bound”. And while ABDL isn’t exclusively sexual, it is still an Adult Fetish and therefore can include sexuality. And that’s only natural between two people who love each other, whether they are Husband and Wife, Boyfriend and Girlfriend, Daddy and BabyGirl … or all of those combinations, yet still so much more.

“Treasure Bound” is an exploration of the sexuality within the dynamic connection between a Daddy and a BabyGirl.

Believe me when I tell you … This is Adult, Baby!

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Part Four:  The Hand Jive

Indemnity is a funny sounding word which means protection, but it can also mean insurance.  Kind of like the idea of being there for someone when they need you the most and knowing that if you can give someone  what they need, then they will not only grow with you, but because of you.

Avery lived a life where she not only found herself treasure bound, but found herself to be her Daddy’s greatest treasure as well.  So, when it came time to be there for him, she was.

She was excited by her new toy, hoping to never be without it again.  And she gripped it with her right hand, stroking it and adding a little spittle for enjoyment.  She was so proud of herself.  She knew he was getting close to the destination and she knew he would make certain she was there to receive the treasure.

Knowing this gave her little mind the focus it needed to stay on the task at hand, or in this case, the task in her hand.