What’s Next?

When starting in writing a new book, I am always faced with answering a difficult question right away:

What do I write next?

I always have a list of options to choose from with partially-started outlines.

So, this time around, I’m going to do something I’ve never done before.  I’m going to ask all of you. 
What would you like me to write next?

Here are the choices:

The Mia Series – This is one of those series that reached what I believed would be its conclusion.  But, having written the Zeke and Lily series onward, I contemplated taking The Mia Series onward too.  I refer to these series (The Mia Series, The Zeke and Lily Series, The Country Rose Series) as sagas.  In short explanation: a saga encompasses the entirety of the lives of a couple.  It shows the difference between having a dynamic and having a dynamic relationship.  It shows the triumphs and failures of life, navigating what may come and retaining the love shared.

The Waddling Dead – This is my diapered spoof of the zombie TV show.  There are currently three books in this series, each depicting one season and written with each chapter representing an episode.  This one is waiting for me to find its next location, a location that isn’t similar to the first three.  These are feature-length books but the chapters are quick reads – each chapter being easy to plow through in 15 minutes.

A new P-n-I story (Pure and Innocent) – I was once given grief for calling these stories pure and innocent as I was told by people that when they read them, they got feelings from them that were anything but pure and innocent.  To clarify, it isn’t about what these stories have … but rather … what they don’t have.  In these stories, you will not find sex, sexual situations, cock sucking, fingering, cunnilingus or anything else of that nature.  You will also not find spanking, discipline, correction or anything of that kind.  It’s a simple, fluffy brained tale.  It’s been a while since I wrote one of these pure-n-innocent stories and perhaps it’s time for another.

Another Mommy/BabyBoy or Mommy/BabyGirl story – These are immensely popular.  And they’ve given me the opportunity to bring things into a story that I haven’t before.  The obvious additive would be breastfeeding, but they are other things as well these stories contain that a Daddy/BabyGirl story will not.  I never believed that anyone would read something I wrote that was other than Daddy/BabyGirl in theme.  But I am humbled and flattered that some folks have taken to these stories.  And perhaps it’s time to write another one.

That elusive first Daddy/BabyBoy story – I’ve been working on this one for a while.  The hold-up isn’t the Daddy and BabyBoy content.  I have many friends who I can access and ask for ideas that would apply well.  That which has kept this book from being written is the storyline.  Inserting ABDL and ageplay and diapers and all that into a story is the easy part.  It’s finding compelling starting points for the characters, developing a conflict that keeps you engaged until the end and coming up with some twist I haven’t put into any storyline in the past.

Holidays – A story about how a Daddy and BabyGirl celebrated every holiday – including (but not limited to): New Year’s Day, Valentine’s Day, St. Patrick’s Day, Easter, Memorial Day, Independence Day, Labor Day, Halloween, Thanksgiving Day, Black Friday, Christmas Day, perhaps Cinco de Mayo and Mardi Gras.

So which would you choose?

Please let me know. 

You can reply here or you can reply to me by email (which is the way most people communicate with me): zorroabdaddy@yahoo.com

Lily

Her name is Lilian Paddington.  And she is a dreamcatcher. 

Lily was always dreaming.  She had a dream every night and often would have daydreaming spells, too.  She could see what she wanted so very clearly in her mind.  But she was always apprehensive about pursuing her dreams.  And there were many reasons why.

The kneejerk reaction to anything that seemed too good to be true was to expect the inevitable, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Lily’s attempts at happiness weren’t founded on having learned anything from her past.  But her past was what she wanted to forget.  To her, that made perfect sense.  That’s why her past was her past.

However, the past was always a good teacher.  Unfortunately, the past was also the one thing that repeatedly crushed hopes and dreams.  But there were some hopes and dreams that Lily refused to stop believing in, regardless of where she came from and what hadn’t worked out in her life – up to that point.

Lily wanted the fairy tale, with all the pomp and circumstance and in all its due glory.  She wanted her prince to magically appear and sweep her off her feet, happily ever after awaiting them both.  Despite her never-ending belief, in her late-20s, that prince hadn’t shown himself yet.

All of that was about to change.

But Lily had a few things to get figured out before her prince appeared.  The trouble was: she had no idea it was about to happen.

This is the prequel story of Lily.  It takes place a few months prior to the start of Zeke and Lily (Book One): Once Upon A Beginning and the last page connects right to the first page of that book.

And it details how Lily got herself ready for the rest of her life without knowing what the rest of life was going to be like.  After all, being prepared would make clear the difference between a destination and a final destination.

Her name was Lilian Paddington, a dreamcatcher and a BabyGirl to be. 

And this is her prequel …

Samples:
Breaking Free From What Holds You Back
The Birth of the Dream Elf Connection

Kindle – Nook (on the way) – Smashwords – PDF Ebook – Kobo – Google Play

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The Zeke and Lily Literary Universe

 

  Lily     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.

The Story of Lucy

Taking place years later.

Climax

Zeke’s cousin finds his Daddy side.

Full Force II: Dream Land

Dakota’s tale of forced regression continues when she schedules a regressive therapy session with a lady who turns out to be Lily’s Aunt.

The Creole Crawl

Zeke and Lily appear in a karaoke night at the famous New Orleans bar.

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If you like the Zeke and Lily Literary Universe, I would also recommend:

……… The Mia Series ……….. and  …….. The Country Rose Series

   

The Birth of the Dream Elf Connection

Taken from the ABDL ebook: Lily
(a prequel story to the Zeke and Lily Saga),

Kindle – Nook (on the way) – Smashwords – PDF Ebook – Kobo – Google Play

here is a little story about an imaginary friend who was anything but imaginary.

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The Birth of the Dream Elf Connection

(Start with Breaking From From What Holds You Back)

Moments later …

“An’ dat was jest dis mornin’, a daydream she had,” said a little elf, sitting along the edge of a lake in the middle of a clearing in a wooded area – the landscape giving it a countryside feel.

In the surface of the lake water, Lily could be seen – still laying in her bed in her apartment, still looking out the window and now thinking back on the daydream that had just finished.  This was what she did every morning, lately.  And the daydream of this morning was one of a heart-pounding trip to a mall that had transformed itself into a wonderful benefit of freedom.

Lily was a BabyGirl, indeed.  But she had no Daddy.  Not anywhere except when in her fantasies.  So it made sense that she was reluctant to do anything but fantasize.

That was what kept Lily laying there and not getting ready for work yet, despite the fact that she would be late to work if she didn’t get up soon and get ready.  But it was a Monday morning.  So the desire to go to work was at its weekly low.

That little elf of the woods watched Lily’s actions in the surface of the lake water.  Sitting next to him was another woods elf, a bit older and a female.  For him, the visions remained in the water.  For her, the visions disappeared from the water’s surface.

“What happened?” the female elf asked.  “Where did she go?”

“She’s still der,” the male elf said, mesmerized by Lily.  “But ye can’t see her anymore because she’s not dreamin’ anymore.”

“If I am understanding you correctly, you are telling me that this girl, this human named Lily, has a special connection with you and you alone,” the female elf said, looking for clarification.

“Dat’s correct,” he said with a cheeky grin.

Breaking Free From What Holds You Back – (Both Parts)

Taken from the ABDL ebook: Lily
(a prequel story to the Zeke and Lily Saga),

Kindle – Nook (on the way) – Smashwords – PDF Ebook – Kobo – Google Play

here is a little story about … well … the title says it all.

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Breaking Free From What Holds You Back – Part 1 of 2

Lily shifted in the passenger’s seat, overloaded with so many emotions and so many sensations she was incapable of sitting still.  And with every little fidgety movement she made, she could hear the tell-tale sounds of her diaper, crinkly underneath her short skirt.  It was a very short skirt, pleated in schoolgirl fashion and checkered in schoolgirl design.  She wondered if people would see her diaper peeking out underneath the lower edges.  And she wondered if people would hear the crinkling of her diaper with each stride.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, taking her to the mall was the man she called her Daddy.  He was exactly who she had dreamed about all her life, exactly who she saw herself winding up with and exactly who she needed.  Every BabyGirl had that dream Daddy in her mind, that one lone soul who rose above all the others in a sea of daddies.  Lily was no different and he was the one, the one she had searched for every night in her dreams.

Looking over at him, she smiled brightly behind her pacifier.  Oh, he was a dreamboat.  And what his mere presence did to her would take every line of every page of a diary to fully write out.  She was his BabyGirl, his pride and joy, his little diapered princess who adored everything about him and loved him more than life itself.

Currently, her nervousness and her excitement filled her with such loving affection she wondered if people would know he was her be-all end-all soulmate.

Pulling into the mall parking lot, her Daddy looked for a good spot to park.  The mall didn’t seem overly packed.  But there were several parking lots around the building and there would be no way to know the true number of shoppers inside until they went in.

This was what she wanted … all of this.  The experience.  The reality.  The feelings and emotions and uncertainties and that ever-wonderful sense of security from him being there.  Lily wanted to feel like a baby all the time.  And she wanted to be kept as one. 

Some girls wanted to be dressed to the nines and to make a splash upon entrance, so everyone would take notice to them.  But Lily?  She just wanted to be kept in a diaper and babied, making no big entrance at all.  The only person she wanted to give her attention was her Daddy.  This didn’t mean, however, that her Daddy hadn’t dolled her up for this trip to the mall.

Going with that pleated, checkered skirt was a white baby-t that clung to Lily frame.  The weather was nice and sunny that day, making it comfortable to wear thin layers and also to wear sandals.  Lily had painted her fingernails and toenails with a soft pink.  But her outfit and appearance really didn’t matter to her this time … the same way that shopping really didn’t matter to her this time – even though they were at the mall.

Lily was a shopaholic and went to this mall several times a week.  Yes, she shopped online too.  But the trip to the mall would never be old-fashioned to her.  This trip, though, was just about being there with him.  She would, of course, keep her eye out for bargains.  But that would only happen if she remained mentally capable of being able to do so.  And as her Daddy found a spot for them to park, Lily didn’t believe she would be able to do much of anything, except stay right by his side and dwell inside her own BabyGirl thoughts.

How right she was.  She just didn’t know how right … yet.

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 Beginning

Samples:

Butterflies and “BabyGirls” of the World

How Lily First Took His Breath Away

 

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Zeke and Lily: Overnight

Samples:

“Skinny Dipping”

“When Mr. Woody Met Lily“

“Oh, That Voice”

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Zeke and Lily: Making a Memory

Samples:

“The Turbulence & the Saving Grace“

“When Mr. Woody took Lily to the Stars”

“Before Breakfast in the Bahamas“

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Zeke 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 After

Sample: 

“What She Found on the Front Seat”

“When Mr. Woody helped Lily turn a Windmill”

 

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Zeke and Lily: Dream Catching

Samples:
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.

Sample:
The Feeling She Had Inside.

Zeke and Lily: Resolutions (Part One)

Sample:

“Pillow Talk”

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

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Zeke and Lily: Resolutions (Part Two)

Samples:

“The Point of No Return”

“Written in the Stars”

“When Mr. Woody helped Lily follow the light”

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Zeke and Lily:  By Summer’s End

Samples:

Being Zeke & Lily

Lily’s To-Do List

When Mr. Woody Helped Lily Put it All Together

Lily of the Forest

 

Zeke and Lily: For A LifeTime

Samples:

“Confessions In the Moonlight“

“Making New Friends and Getting Poopy“

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Zeke and Lily: Ten Years Later

Samples:
“The Things That Change.  The Things That Don’t.“
“The Princess of Infantilum 2“

 

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The Zeke and Lily Saga

 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.

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

The Mia Series and The Country Rose Series

The Four Gifts – Part 2 of 2

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!  In fact, it’s the polar opposite of that.

(Start with Part One)

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The Four Gifts – Part 2

For as much as his body wanted to keep struggling towards natural reaction, his mind intervened and convinced him to lay still.  And when he finally stopped fighting, Vicky slid straight up – hold her opening around his tip for a moment before incrementally sliding back down.  This was not only an intense sensation for him to endure.  It was also an intense one for her, too.

Penetration, often romanticized in many ways, was a very jarring experience for a female.  And yes, there was enjoyment she got from it.  But it was a different kind of enjoyment than what David got from it.  If done right, she could reach the summit of pleasure from penetration.  But Vicky was always particular about her orgasms and that was why she enjoyed being on top the most.

Locking her elbows to hold herself up, she clenched her pelvic muscles around the base of his cock – the entire length of his shaft now back inside her.  She began to rock back-n-forth, making the movements something that benefitted her more.  She would do this for a while, whimpering herself and beginning to breathe heavier and heavier.  Then she would stop moving back-n-forth, beginning to move up-n-down and making the movements something more beneficial for him.  Over and over, she slid herself upward and then pounced back down – their pelvic bones connecting again and again.

The Four Gifts – Part 1 of 2

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!  In fact, it’s the polar opposite of that.

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The Four Gifts – Part 1

David lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling of the bedroom but not seeing anything at all.  The bedroom was pitch-black, and it was so very cold.  He could hear Vicky saying goodbye to her girlfriends out in the living room.  Vicky was his girlfriend of one year.  And tonight was New Year’s Eve.  It had been exactly one year since they got together.

But my oh my, what an unbelievable first year it had been, leading to this very unbelievable moment.

Vicky had a tradition of getting together with all her besties on New Year’s Eve, about a dozen women altogether.  Some she met in childhood.  Some she met in college.  Some she met in her adult life.  They would meet somewhere and sit and talk about the year that had been for each of them.  They spoke of their successes and their failures, of the people who raised them up and the people who had let them down – each offering condolences and congratulations … along with their continued pledges of support, no matter what happened. 

They had done this for years.  And this year was Vicky’s turn to host the gathering.  Usually, it was only a one-hour gabbing session, but this year it went until 11:45 pm.  It certainly had been an eventful year for Vicky.  So she had a lot to talk about, her relationship with David being the main topic.

After this gathering, the besties always headed back to their homes for the midnight celebration to come.  And usually, the besties had plenty of time to get where they were going.  But this year, they would need to book it to get there.

David heard the living room TV turn off, followed by Vicky walking down the hallway and knocking on the closed bedroom door.

“Ten minutes, baby!” Vicky said after knocking, then heading straight to the first-floor bathroom at the end of the hallway.

David startled to alertness.  He hadn’t been sleeping, just peacefully having remained in a lull since she put him in that room at 9:30 pm.  Now, it was just ten minutes until the New Year.  Breathing in deeply through his nose, he exhaled exactly the same.  It had been a long first year, but it would be an even longer ten minutes.  And the sound of Vicky’s voice, saying three simple words: Ten minutes, baby … would echo in his mind every second of the way.

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 8^th one.

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

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?

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”. 

The Laundromat – Part Two of Two

(Start with Part One)

Part Two –

Kylie stared straight ahead, her knees having locked and her hands still planted palm-down on the top of the washing machine.  The initial release gave her that sense of relief that was felt right at the beginning.  The flood gates had opened, and the first gush made her close her eyes as she basked in the feeling of no longer having to clench any muscles to hold it in anymore.

That first gush was a big one and she could feel the release of her pee beginning to weigh down her diaper.  The tapes at her hips tightened as they held, the underside of her diaper beginning to sag.  Though she feared an overflow, she was still so happy to now be beyond desperation that the fear hadn’t overcome the sense of relief yet.

If she soon didn’t stop, however, her fear would meet truth.  The sagging of the underside of her diaper continued as she got those temporary relief sweats, her brain going fuzzy and mixing how she felt with where she was to jumble her receptors just a bit more.

Thankfully, she finished without overflowing.  Well, in reality, she released enough to no longer be urgent in feel.  But that was all she would need, for the time being …… or so she thought.

The Laundromat – Part One of Two

(Guess the Differences answers at the bottom)

Part One –

Kylie signaled left to turn onto Front Street, waiting for the green light to head to the laundromat at such an early hour of 7am on a Saturday morning.  It seemed like a good idea to do her laundry so early on that day.  But now she was second-guessing herself, a bit of angst getting the best of her.  And as she turned left, thoughts began to enter her mind that started encouraging her to turn around and go back home:

• It would be so easy to go back home and save the gas. But if she did that, she would miss this golden opportunity to do laundry in what would most assuredly be an empty laundromat.  She wouldn’t get another Saturday morning off for at least a month.  And the laundry she had with her was most assuredly dirty. 
• Why couldn’t she just hand wash the laundry at home this time? She could hang it all over her apartment and it would be dry in a few hours.  If she was so nervous about the laundry, staying at home and taking care of it there seemed like a smarter way to handle it.  And besides, turning her apartment into an indoor clothesline was no big deal.  It wasn’t like she was going to be expecting company later that day.
• How dirty was her laundry, really? Was this necessary to go to a laundromat on the other side of town this morning?  Couldn’t she wear this clothing one more time before she absolutely had to wash it?

But no matter what excuse her mind thought up, she kept driving to the laundromat anyway.

At the next stop light, Kylie reached underneath and picked out the diaper wedgie she had given herself because she had put on a pair of shorts that were just a bit too tight.  She loved dressing in a manner that showed off her figure, like a lot of girls did.  But wearing form-fitting shorts probably wasn’t the best idea she had ever come up with, given her diaper.  She was just so eager to get to the laundromat she grabbed the first pair of shorts she found that morning, put them on and headed out.  It hardly seemed like a big deal, at the time.  Going to the laundromat so early meant no one would be there.  And if no one was going to be there, then the shorts being tight really didn’t matter.  So, she gave it no further thought.

But she forgot about the potential of recurring diaper wedgies – a true #babygirlproblems issue.

Flashback

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.

Samples:

Sketcher
Into the Palm of His Hand

Kindle – Nook – Smashwords – PDF Ebook – Google – Kobo

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series

 

   

The Dynamic Story

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

Johnny and the Princess

Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati

Lucy

BabyLove

Climax

Crimson

Snake Eyes

The Crinklebury Tales

60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader

Forever Young

A Girl Named Love

Storytellers

Layers

Flashback

Into the Palm of His Hand

Taken from the ABDL romance:

Flashback

Kindle – Nook – Smashwords – PDF Ebook – Google – Kobo

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

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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.

Sketcher

Taken from the ABDL romance:

Flashback

Kindle – Nook – Smashwords – PDF Ebook – Google – Kobo

here is a little story about what souls look like.

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Sketcher –

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.

Layers

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.

Sample:
Game On: The Impulses

Kindle – Nook – Smashwords – Kobo – Google

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series 

   

The Dynamic Story

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

Johnny and the Princess

Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati

Lucy

BabyLove

Climax

Crimson

Snake Eyes

The Crinklebury Tales

60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader

Forever Young

A Girl Named Love

Storytellers

Layers

Flashback

 

Game On: The Impulses

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

Layers

Kindle – Nook – Smashwords – Kobo – Google

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

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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.

Storytellers

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.

Sample:
Welcome to the Rest of Your Life

Kindle – Nook – Smashwords – Kobo – Google

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series 

   

The Dynamic Story

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

Johnny and the Princess

Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati

Lucy

BabyLove

Climax

Crimson

Snake Eyes

The Crinklebury Tales

60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader

Forever Young

A Girl Named Love

Storytellers

Layers

Flashback

 

 

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.

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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.”

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

On Soundcloud
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
On Soundcloud
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

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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

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

Just 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.

ABDL 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.

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

Age 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

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

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

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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 Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 19-20

Episodes 19-20

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Nineteen:
Top of the World

Friday, 7:45pm

Looking at the circle of zombie soldiers surrounding her, numbering more than 50 this time, Britney inhaled deeply and exhaled the same.  It was a superfluous attempt to defeat her and for this reason, it just simply looked like a lot more work she had to do.  But there was no fear inside her.  Quite honestly, she felt numb to all emotions – except for one … anger.  And it was this anger that was fueling her craving for revenge.

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 16-18

Episodes 16-18

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Sixteen:
The Counterplan

Friday, 7pm

The hugging session with Angelina seemed to go on forever.  And right at the moment it was about to end, it began again when Brook finally got a chance to hug her.  Being the smallest of all of them, she was pushed out of the way by the others – quite unintentionally.  And though the vibe of embracing had run its course, they all waited until Brook had gotten her fill before asking Angelina a million questions – the most pressing being:

“What are these marks on your back, Angelina?” Lorna inquired, Georgia taking a look at the inflamed skin on the girl’s back – Brook running over to the trash bag to get Angelina a diaper.

“Those are second degree burns!” Georgia remarked, Brook successfully unfolding the new diaper properly and placing it on the ground – then summoning Angelina to sit down on it.

And when Angelina took a seat on the diaper, the second degree burns on her scalp could be seen through her hair.

“Angelina, what did they do to you?” Iris asked with horror, Rikki now joining Georgia in examining the girl’s skin.

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“

Kindle – Nook – PDF Ebook –

Smashwords – Kobo – Google

 

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

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

Blessings,
Zorro Daddy

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 13-15

Episodes 13-15

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

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Chapter Thirteen: Babes in the Woods

Friday, 5:30pm

A second bit of gunfire was heard coming from the base, this one startling the girls so much that they all stood up and got on the move.  Brook climbed up onto Britney back this time and away they went.

“Who are they shooting?” Iris asked.

“Hopefully, each other,” Lorna answered.

“No, that would be way too easy,” Georgia scoffed.  “And way too lucky for us.”

“Maybe they shot Angelina,” Brook said, everyone coming to a standstill and realizing how likely that was.

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 10-12

Episodes 10-12

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Ten: Defiance

Friday, 4:30pm

The darkening skies gave proof to how remote the location was.  With no power at the base and with woods behind it, the emerging stars above gave the only illumination that could be seen.  Being in October, the temperature was cool enough already at night.  And with the elevation they were at, the temperature would plummet before long – making the chill the girls had to deal with that much worse.

Standing about 50 feet into the woods, the girls watched as Angelina was carried back to the main hangar, the soldiers having a good old time harassing her as they lifted her in the air – each of them picking a body part to grab and then dropping her to the ground, two of them pulling her by her hair.

“Let’s keep moving,” Rikki said, aiming to get them away from the tormenting sight.

And the girls did get moving, further into the woods.  But the memory of seeing Angelina being treated that way stayed fresh in Britney’s mind.  It seemed she was developing a trigger, of sorts.  When any of the girls were mistreated, Britney became prone to exact a measure of revenge.  Angelina’s poor treatment would linger in Britney’s thoughts for a while and she would remain silent, already envisioning what she was going to do to those soldiers when she got her hands on them.

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 7-9

Episodes 7-9

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Seven: Evil Preparations

Friday, 3pm

“Sir,” a soldier said, appearing at the door to the general’s office, holding up a black trash bag – the latex gloves on his hands indicating that the wet diaper retrieval was complete.

“Thank you,” the general said.  “Set them in the corner and wait outside this office.”

The soldier did so and left the office, General Wynwood then return to his conversation with Dr. Liotta.

“James, I can’t stress this enough.  We want Britney’s blood,” Dr. Liotta said, selling this point again.  “It’s super blood, plain and simple … the building block of super soldiers.”

“You have explained this already.  I think I understand,” the general said, trying to get Dr. Liotta to stop the broken record routine.

“I don’t know as you fully understand what I’m talking about,” Dr. Liotta remarked, not backing down from this topic at all.  “Sir, I watched the wounds she received during her interrogation heal in a matter of minutes.  Imagine if a super soldier could heal that quickly.”

The general’s eyes light up.  Of course!  If soldiers are infected with the right mixture of both strains of this virus, they become like that Britney girl.  Strong, aggressive and quick healing.

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 4-6

Episodes 4-6

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Four: Trapped

Friday, noon

Britney was taken into the room next to the office above.  It seemed pleasant enough with a couch and television and all, save for the dog cage in the corner.  And that is where she was place, the one soldier violently shoving her into that cage and locking the door as the other covered the cage with a thick black cloth.

Sitting in absolute darkness, Britney shook like a leaf.  She had been doing that very thing since she was taken from her hospital room a few hours ago.  But at long last, she had the ability to stop shaking and she did just that.  The black cloth restricted air flow through the cage and because of this, the air warmed up all around her.

No, it still wasn’t a pleasant experience or luxurious accommodations to be in that cage.  But at least it was warm.  And presently, Britney found gratitude for the smallest little gifts in life.

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 1-3

Episodes 1-3

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter One: In Motion

Friday, 8am

Picking up where The Waddling Dead: Season Two ended …

Britney had awakened in a medical facility in West Hartford, CT – Rikki (one of the nurses from Harris Regional Hospital) and Sherry (one of the pledge mistresses of her sorority) having been by her bedside when she awoke.

And what a blessing they were for her, as always.  Rikki and Sherry explained how it had been three days since the conclusion of those traumatic events that took place at Harris Regional Hospital.

The medical facility where Britney was a patient at now was a military medical facility.  All the girls had been taken there directly from the warzone at Harris Regional.  Brook received surgery on her broken right ankle.  Angelina received treatment on her right wrist.  And the others were treated for their various scratches, nicks and bruises.  But Britney had been in the worst shape of all when admitted.  

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Prologue

Prologue

On a mid-Autumn Friday night, Britney (a freshman student with a full scholarship for gymnastics) and the other seven members of the current pledging class of the Beta-Alpha-Beta sorority at St. Mark College in upstate New York journeyed to a private campground for their final weekend of pledging.