Okay…. So maybe there was more to this situation than it being a dream, or some convoluted fetish porn filming site. (Dante felt a little sick of himself for that- who would even conceive of such a thing?) It certainly hurt too much to be a dream. The hand kissing thing was DEFINITELY not normal. […]

Ted looked at his mom and said, “I guess we might as well go, there is no sense in putting this off,” Sara said, “I’m so sorry honey, but I am very proud of you.” And they started out. Ted was very nervous about this, he had been in diapers for less than two hours […]

But then he felt the familiar soft thick presence of the diaper under him. “Down,” she said. Oh, crap. He thought. He was hard as a rock, and his folded legs were concealing it. He hesitated obeying her, wondering how he could avoid showing himself to her in this state. Maybe he could delay for […]

How they ever managed to keep from getting arrested for child abuse is beyond me. His subconscious personality stopped maturing between the ages of two and three, although his conscious personality continued to mature normally. He blames himself for the deaths of his parents subconsciously. I suspect it’s because he has a very deeply rooted […]

During dinner, Joan sat quietly staring at her teenaged son, sitting in a diaper and drinking his apple juice from a sippy cup. It was then she truly began to understand how happy all of this made him. She decided that her participation in his happiness was more important than her discomfort. She turned to […]

Jinny sat and watched Brie for a while, grinning at the knowledge that she had tricked the younger girl into chores. Despite her earlier protests, she grabbed the sippy-cup, and started drinking. When it was empty, she tossed it across the room; causing it to bump against the cabinet at Brie’s feet. “More!” She squeaked; […]