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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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Saying Good Night

(Start with Part One – “Getting Her Ready for Bed”)

Luke patted her diapered bottom, encouraging her to waddle into the living room.  Taking baby steps forward, she had never before felt such a wonderful mixture of overwhelm, embarrassment and tingles.

Part Two

Laney looked over to the couch, seeing the smiling faces of Jenny and Erica, her two besties.  The girls were very inviting of her to come over to them, separating where they sat and giving her a space between them.  This was a bit of acceptance that made Laney’s heart jump for joy.

Yes, she had told her girlfriends about the BabyGirl thing, but they had never seen it for themselves, until now.

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Getting Her Ready for Bed

Laney smiled brightly, her head leaned back and her eyes closed as she kept the bathwater at her neckline – basking in the warmth.  The bathing was over, but the bath wasn’t … not until she neared danger of turning into a prune.

Her life was hectic and fast-paced.  Her baths did not need to be the same.

Luke was her boyfriend of several years, both of them a bit reluctant to tie the knot without knowing for sure, this time.  You see, they both had been in marriages that failed.  And neither had the desire to become a part of that statistic that said the majority of second marriages also failed.  So they were pacing themselves, just as slowly and deliberately as her nighttime baths were paced … thorough and with no intent of rushing it … or of throwing out the baby with the bathwater.

Luke bathed her by hand every night.  And his hands worked wonders on stiff muscles, especially those in her neck.  But beyond that, he knew how to touch her.  He knew what she liked, and he knew what she hated.  And he knew everything in between.  This knowledge came from a lot of trial and error.  So, her nightly bathings got better and better and better.  Sure, he was a guy and this meant that, if he was going to bathe her by hand, then her breasts would be extremely clean.  But what he could do to her legs and her arms and her back was a mighty Heavenly feeling.

He was responsive to her need to be touched and more, even thinking ahead on certain things … like tying her hair up and out of the way as she never washed her hair at night.  He gave her as much attention as would be given to a baby.

And there was reason for this.

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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

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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
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

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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.

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Sketcher

Taken from the ABDL romance:

Flashback

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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.

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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

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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
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

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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.

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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

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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
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
 

 

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.

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“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.

Sample:
A Sunday in Southern Pines

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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

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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

 

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.

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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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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.

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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

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

Blessings,
Zorro Daddy

Happy New …… Decade!

2020! A whole new decade of life, love, diaper changes and of course … ABDL ebooks to write.
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What shall I write in this new decade?
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Or maybe something brand-spanking new?
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The sky is the limit and time is already a-wastin’!
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The new year and new decade have begun! So Make it a good one, Baby!

May the roads rise to meet you on your journey.  May the best of your yesterdays, be the worst of your tomorrows.

May your nightie be softer. May your pacifier be more soothing. May your smile never fade and may your diaper rash never return.

So, Happy New Year 2020, everyone!  I hope this year is everything you dreamed it could be, everything you couldn’t possibly have dreamed it to be and beyond that, everything it is meant to be.

Next year, right now, when you look back on 2020 before looking ahead to 2021, what do you want to see? 

Today begins that vision.

Blessings to you all,
Zorro Daddy

Feeling Little In A Big World 3

Boo’s pure-n-innocent story continues, this time a few days before Christmas.  Her wedding is fast-approaching and the stress of planning it is taking its toll on her.  So her husband-to-be Daddy takes her on an entire day of mind-numbing mini-trips.

From some Christmas shopping at a mall to a ride that takes them around the world and back to a sweet homecoming, Boo drifts happily into littleland.  She gets to the point of babbling and crinkling uncontrollably – all under the watchful eyes of her Daddy who makes certain that her head stays up in the clouds.

This is a cute age play tale to read or have read to you, whether during the holidays or at any time when littleness is what’s on your mind too.

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Sample: With Her Heart In Her Daddy’s Hands

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………….. The Feeling Littles

   

Feeling Little In A Big World
Feeling Little In A Big World 2
Feeling Little In A Big World 3

 

With Her Heart In Her Daddy’s Hands

Taken from the ABDL pure-n-innocent tale:

Feeling Little In A Big World 3
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here is a little story about the safest place for a BabyGirl to be.

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December 22nd, 12:30 pm

Clyde and Boo pulled out of the parking lot of Clucker’s Restaurant, having had a quick and light lunch.  The rest of their day would be busy.  Boo didn’t realize how busy things were going to get but she knew that she had been looking forward to this day for a little while.

It was that time of year again, the Christmas season – when green-n-red was the color scheme that blanketed the land, when shopping was a necessary activity and when those familiar holiday songs played everywhere.  And all of these things had put Boo in the yuletide spirit.

Acting on this accordingly, Clyde took her to the Drive Town Mall – the one place that displayed Christmas more clearly than anywhere else locally.  The mall had a reason to, of course.  And it was packed, despite the loss of so much business to the internet.  But this mall had been very wise in making the transition of the times.  They created a membership program where – for every purchase someone made online, they would receive a coupon from the mall for a hard-to-pass-up deal.

Needless to say, Boo signed up for this mall membership the moment she heard about it.  And they would routinely take trips there.  On this specific day, they were venturing to the mall for a planned reason – to visit Crystal’s Boutique.  Clyde promised Boo a complete Christmas outfit, multi-layered and from head to toe.

This was a mind-blowing promise he made her.  In short order, Boo had everything in Crystal’s Boutique mentally inventoried, having created multiple outfits and then changing those outfits up a dozen times until she had created the perfect Christmas look.  All of this was complete with a winter coat, gloves and scarf that she special ordered.  But Boo knew very good and well that, once they got to the Boutique, Crystal would probably convince her to try different combinations other than those she had already dreamt up.

Thinking about the outfit-to-be, Boo picked up her baby blanket – the same baby blanket she had slept with every night since her birth.  Finding a soft edge on it, she gently rubbed that soft edge on her lower lip – just as she had always done when in deep thought or when in deep regression or when thinking about important things like the outfit she was going to find at Crystal’s Boutique.

Crystal wasn’t just the owner of that boutique.  She was also Boo’s sister-in-law to-be.  And the two of them had become fast friends.  Crystal was well aware of the unique relationship dynamic that Boo and her brother Clyde share.  Crystal’s little brother had always been a bit kinky, to say the least.  So, it came as no surprise to her at all.

In fact, Crystal accepted their dynamic fully, especially after she saw how blissfully happy it made Boo and how purposeful it made Clyde feel.  And given what Crystal had been going through recently in her life, she was happy to see her brother and Boo so in love – engaged and enjoying every bit of each other’s company.

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Stolen

Meet Sam and Lilah, a Daddy-n-BabyGirl couple with a happy future ahead.  They couldn’t have been more perfectly matched for each other.  So when Lilah turns up missing, Sam goes on a rampage to find her – believing her to have been abducted by another Daddy-type with wandering eyes and cruel intentions.

This story is a test of human strength, not physically but emotionally.  It is iron-clad proof of the bond that exists between a Daddy and BabyGirl … and what happens when that bond is forcefully broken.

Stolen is a dark age play tale.  And it has themes in it that could be bad triggers for some readers, from abduction to harsh torture to bondage to sexual interactions.  Rest assured that this is not a pure-n-innocent ABDL story.

If you like dark BDSM tales with that seasoning of ABDL, Stolen is right up your alley.

Samples:
Diablo’s Selection
The Bad Girl Lesson
The Good Girl Lesson

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

The ABDL MedFet Book   The ABDL MedFet Book 2   The ABDL MedFet Book 3   The ABDL MedFet Book 4   The ABDL MedFet Book 5  
   MF 1         MF 2        MF 3        MF 4        MF 5         MF 6

The ABDL Nympho Book 1   The ABDL Nympho Book 2   The ABDL Nympho Book 3       The ABDL Horror Book
Nym 1       Nym 2      Nym 3      Dead      Dead 2    Horror

 The ABDL Pet Play Book   The Voice   Tales With A Twist    
  Pet Play     Voice       Twist       3some      Stolen

If you like these books, you may want to check out:

The Dark Age Play Series

The Good Girl Lesson

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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here’s a little story about what good girls receive.

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(Start with The Bad Girl Lesson)

The Good Girl Lesson –

The door opened with the sound of rusty hinges squeaking, startling Lilah out of her sleep.  She was numb all over, a much-welcomed condition as it eliminated the pain of her bruises.  But at the same time, her awakening reminded her of how cold she was.  Her mouth and cheeks were covered with the dried remains of wet cat food, an indication to her that she had been left in that icy cold room for a few hours.  How long she had no idea.  But her bruises felt like they had at least begun to heal, in the sense that the surfaces of her skin that felt wet where bruised earlier now felt dry.  She wasn’t even aware it was dawn, not just for still being blindfolded but also for having been in that basement-like area for quite a while – completely deprived of sunlight.

Lifting her head slightly, she struggled to get up onto her knees – her wrists still cuffed behind her back.  But before she could ever kneel up, she felt a hand between her shoulder blades – pushing her back down on the dirt floor and taking her partial-kneel out from underneath her as she went flat onto her stomach.  That hand held her down as she felt a needle piercing the raw skin of her right bottom cheek, a sedating shot of something easing her instincts to fight back by depriving her of the motor skills to do so.  She had no idea what to expect next from him.  If it was anything like the lesson-teaching discipline she had received a few hours ago, it might well have been her complete undoing.

But as she would soon find out, the polar opposite of her fears was what was about to happen, a dramatic about-face shift that would scramble her mind-n-senses once more and give her a reason to comply in a manner she never would have contemplated.

The game of sensations and emotions was on.

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The Bad Girl Lesson

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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here’s a little story about what bad girls need to learn.

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The Bad Girl Lesson –

Lilah shivered from the chill in the air, whimpering quietly into her gag and weeping slightly, her voice echoing all around.  Her new location was in an area much more spacious than that tiny chilly room where she awoke a little while ago.  But for how spacious this new location was when compared to that tiny room earlier, she wasn’t able to roam around at all.  The roominess was lost to the fact that she currently found herself in what she believed to be a dog cage.

She had no way of being certain it was a dog cage as she was still blindfolded.  Her wrists, no longer tied with ropes, were now adorned with cuffs and attached to the bottom of the cage.  Similarly, her ankles, no longer duct taped together, were now in ankle cuffs and also attached to the bottom of the cage.  This put her on her hands and knees.  What kept her in that position was the additive of a dog collar – put tightly around her neck and attached to the top of the cage.  She couldn’t lay down or slouch or move much at all.  And with the ball gag still filling her mouth, she wouldn’t be alerting anyone of her predicament any time soon.  In a tattered and cut silk camisole and a now heavily soiled diaper, Lilah shivered – thirsty, hungry and trying her best to keep her wits about her.  How she wound up there was just as disturbing as this entire ordeal had been.  It was one long nightmare with no conclusion.

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Diablo’s Selection

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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here’s a little story about meeting the people who will change the course of your life … except, you don’t realize it yet.

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Diablo’s Selection

Saturday night, 9pm

The Lair was hopping that night, a downtown dance club formerly known as The Chameleon – purchased by an entertainment group and rebranded into the hottest night spot the city had seen in a long time.  As an old factory building, The Lair had an old brick look on the outside but a modern interior.  There were three levels to the inside with balconies that overlooked the enormous dance floor on bottom level.  A sound system to rival that of stadiums played the music and kept the walls bouncing but the sound-proof structure kept the noise to a dull thump from the outside.  So, the surrounding neighborhood never complained about noise disturbances.

The Lair had to be booked months in advance if a group or organization wanted to schedule a private event there.  But this particular night at that dance club was indeed a private event, although it had only been booked out two weeks ago.

There was a reason behind this preferential treatment.

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Threesome

It is said that the strongest shape in the world is a triangle.  Any added force is evenly distributed through all three sides, and thusly, cannot easily distort the fixed shape.  The dissipation of stress without causing damage is the kind of strength that any structure needs to survive.

Might this train of thought work within a relationship too?

Erica and Kylie, a Mommy-n-BabyGirl couple, were going to find out.  Pursuing a rigorous search online, they settle in on Greg, a Daddy-type who was able to engage in messages with them that fostered more interaction.  From messages to texts to phone calls to Skype calls to the eventual meeting of face-to-face-to-face, they formed a three-way connection that grew strong quickly.

From road trips to more private encounters, the pheromones fill the air and arousals peak as one person finds a purpose unmet before, another breaks free of excuses and another opens up to a world where the limits are only restricted to what you are willing to allow yourself to explore.

Get down and dirty with this FfM trio in Threesome, a ABDL romance that reaches a climax like no other.

Samples: …… How’s It Gonna Be? …… The Start of Something Good

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

The ABDL MedFet Book   The ABDL MedFet Book 2   The ABDL MedFet Book 3   The ABDL MedFet Book 4   The ABDL MedFet Book 5  
   MF 1         MF 2        MF 3        MF 4        MF 5         MF 6

The ABDL Nympho Book 1   The ABDL Nympho Book 2   The ABDL Nympho Book 3       The ABDL Horror Book
Nym 1       Nym 2      Nym 3      Dead      Dead 2    Horror

 The ABDL Pet Play Book   The Voice   Tales With A Twist    
  Pet Play     Voice       Twist       3some      Stolen

If you like these books, you may want to check out:
The Dark Age Play Series
 
 

The Start of Something Good

Taken from the ABDL Ménage à Trois Romance:

Threesome

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here is a little story about setting made plans into motion.  Oh, the motions.

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The Start of Something Good

Tuesday evening

Kylie and Erica lived in an old brick building that had been converted from a warehouse into an apartment complex that was called The Stockyard.  Every floor had nine apartments, each containing the floor number and one letter of the word Stockyard.  Their apartment was the first one to the left of the elevator on the third floor.  And on their door, it read “3s” – aptly named for their new collective state of mind and only missing three other letters to make it a complete thought.

Greg rode up the converted freight elevator to the third floor and walked over to their apartment door, knocking and then stepping back.

“Sweet pea, he’s here!” Erica’s voice could be heard saying from inside the apartment.  “Hurry up!  Get out here!”

“How do I look?” Kylie asked with an excited tone, scampering out from the hallway.

Kylie was wearing a white baby-t and the tell-tale bulk of a diaper underneath a pair of soft pink bib shortalls.

“You look adorable, sweetie,” Erica said with a maternal grin.

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How’s It Gonna Be?

Taken from the ABDL Ménage à Trois Romance:

Threesome

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here is a little story about making plans and opening up.

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How’s It Gonna Be

It was a beautiful Saturday morning, at that perfect moment when the sun had risen just high enough to begin to warm the Earth again without yet cutting through the crispness left over from the night.

Kylie, a girl of 25 years, stood at the kitchen sink in her apartment – looking out the window at two birds who were flying around in a very playful way.  She smiled at how sweet the sight was of two love birds who were in perfect harmony with their mid-air dance.  Looking down at the single-cup coffee maker, she saw the first cup having just finished its fill.  Reaching up into the cupboard, she took down the dark red coffee cup with the word Erica written on the side of it.

Placing that cup under the coffee maker, she walked over to the fridge and got out the vitamin D milk as the second cup of coffee filled.

Erica was her life – her inamorata, her best friend, her everything.  She had experienced the supposed BFF thing with others before.  But her relationship with Erica had proven to be what was beyond the BFF.  And every day, the life they shared just kept getting better.  Kylie made it a point to pause each morning and remember how happy she truly was – before their day even got going, before the hustle and bustle of jobs and responsibilities took priority.

The second cup of coffee finished its fill and Kylie poured a heavy amount of the milk into Erica’s cup while just pouring a little into her own.  Then she scooped up Barry, her teddy bear, from his seat on the kitchen counter, picking up both cups of coffee and heading back to the bedroom where Erica was waiting.

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Forever Young

Ella is 29 and dreading her next birthday. Unmarried and with no prospects, she wonders what’s wrong with her.

Wandering into a bar, she meets a Gothic guy named Dante who makes a special deal with her that will enable her to stay “Forever Young”.

Jokingly agreeing to this deal, she doesn’t truly understanding what is about to happen to her.

With a simple finger snap, her world changes as she is carried away and retaught everything she thought she knew about herself.

Along the journey, she goes through states of mind that regress, humiliate, unravel and rebuild her.

But, in the end, did she reach that destination she was looking for?

Join Ella and Dante as they venture into a mysterious place … the mind of someone who has decided to break free from the shackles that hindered her.

Samples:
Sealing the Deal
The Waltz of the ButterFlies

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“I love ABDL themed fiction, and when you add a little bit of magic and fantasy to it, I love it even more! This was a really enjoyable read. Well-written with a very relatable protagonist. So much of the ABDL kink is psychological and the writer does a good job of describing the protagonist’s mental processes as she goes on her journey of regression. I did feel like the ending was a little rushed, but over all the writer’s message was clear. Definitely worth a read if you enjoy ABDL and regression stories!” – Ami M (Kindle Reviewer)

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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
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 Waltz of the Butterflies

Take from the ABDL romance:

Forever Young

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here is a little story about the first time and about the unforeseen dancing that accompanied it.

The Waltz of the Butterflies

Going along for the ride, Ella was without any ability to shake from her little mind the fact that she had been denied entrance into that room.  And in a matter of a few seconds, it truly had become an obsession for her.  Dante took immediate notice to this struggle, her eyes once again being the windows to her soul.  But in a matter of a few second, she would be distracted in a way like never before.  And in a matter of a few minutes, her mind would be focusing on what she actually had – as opposed to what she thought she wanted … if not thought she needed.

Getting to the bottom step of the staircase, Dante turned and carried her into the front room – walking over to the front bay window and drawing the heavy rod-pocket curtain open fully.  But there was a second curtain behind it that he left closed.  It was made of a silk-like material, very-light and only semi-transparent – still allowing the brightness of day into the room but keeping the view into the room somewhat private to passers-by outside.

Initially, she thought nothing of this, but was about to understand the importance of that second curtain – finding instant gratitude for it.

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Sealing the Deal

Take from the ABDL romance:

Forever Young

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here is a little story about overcoming your doubts and believing in what could be.

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Sealing the Deal – 

Wednesday, 6pm

Ella walked briskly down the sidewalk, ignoring the noise and the bright lights coming from the ball park two blocks away.  This was not about fun and games, not for her and not tonight.  She wasn’t as angry as she was last night, but she was certainly on edge – for good reason.

At the end of the next block she walked into the Forever Young bar, that same watering hole establishment where all this trouble had begun for her. Opening the door and pushing past the bouncer, she marched right in – beginning to scan the faces in the room until she saw Dante sitting at the far end of the main bar.  Waving the bouncer off, Dante stood up and weaved his way through the crowd of people who were there for drinking and for the bar’s dinner hour specials.

Motioning Ella over to a booth at the side of the main room, he took a seat on the other side of the table.  Placing his elbows on the table and folding his hands, he waited for her to start talking.

But what could she say to him?  What could he possibly expect to hear from her?

“I have some explaining to do.  I understand,” Dante said calmly, hoping to spur the beginning of the conversation out of her.

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The “Daddy” – tude

We are attracted to people who we can relate to and with whom we find the right things in common.  We look for an ease of communication and a chemistry that connects us in ways that we can’t with others.  This is what leads to that bonding of hearts and a connection of souls.  Then comes the ability to be so comfortable with each other that we let down our personal guards and reveal those pieces of the puzzle that make us who we are, but only after we have found trust.

It’s a journey that seeks a foundation from which to build off of, a structure to hold everything inside it that we choose to fill it with … and a roof that never lets anything escape us – even if we find our heads and our hearts in the clouds from time-to-time.

The dynamic we subscribe to in an age play relationship takes the usual method and does it one better by intensifying the emotions that can erupt from within us.  It is this intensity that turns our wants into our needs, our longings into our yearnings, our interests into our passions and our affections into the depths of love we embrace about our significant other.

I’ve had vanilla relationships in my life, before I finally understood and listened to what my heart had been telling me all along.  And those vanilla relationships were wonderful.  But it was the age play relationships which included that “dynamic” that intensified the emotions and those were the girlfriends I got to know on a level far deeper than anything vanilla.

So what’s a “Daddy”-tude? It’s many different things to many different people.

As a Daddy, you don’t just want the BabyGirl you love. You need her. You are strong where she is weak and weak where she is strong. You crave the responsibility of protecting her and may often find yourself wanting to know exactly where she is – not because you’re obsessed, but because as a Daddy you need to know she is alright. The instinct makes him want to protect and need to do so.

She is his best friend and the foremost thought on his mind. She is the passion which drives his actions, for the short-term but also for the long-term. She may not always see the long-term as clearly as he does and vice versa for the goals she sees.

Thoughts of her lead to actions and maybe it’s because thoughts of her create images of her that burn dreams of her into a Daddy’s mind. Continue reading …