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My thoughts on the subject and on life itself.

A Little Girl to Show You the Way

If the happy moments of life lasted forever, you would spend eternity in a blissful state.

Memories are what we keep so we can revisit those happy moments whenever we want to.

In a BabyGirl’s eyes, a Daddy sees the sweetest little soul in the world, harboring a mixture of happy memories from the past as well as instant memories of the present.

The twinkle of her gaze will remind you that a blissful state of mind is always within reach.  All it takes is a little heart, a little love & a little girl to show you the way.

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25 “Looks, Longings & Whimpers”

The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 29-30

Episodes 29-30

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Doctor’s Visit

Continuing

“We gotta go!  There is a military force on the way, a half-dozen choppers with orders to fire on the roof!” the pilot shouted.

“Well, I suggest you call them off!” Rikki shouted back at the pilot.  “Or there will be no blood sample!”

“We can’t save her!” the officer onboard shouted.  “If we could, we would!”

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“How to Race at the Beat of Your Heart”

She dashed into the fields of grass and darted up the hillside with a purpose to get to the summit ahead.

Following her heart, she boldly embraced the belief that what she was looking for in life had been shown to her in the dreams she kept.

Being certain was the result of a long time that she struggled to understand why she hadn’t found her ultimate happiness in life.

At the summit, she ran into the arms of the Daddy she had always dreamed would be there.

And when he asked her how she knew how to find him, her reply came straight from the center of her little heart:

“All my life, the happiness that I sought was always right in front of me. Not until now, did I ever realize that all I had to do was race to you at the beat of my heart.”

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25 “Fields of Gold”

The Pictures Stories

The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 26-28

Episodes 26-28

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Chapter Twenty-Six: Lambs to the Slaughter

Monday, 7:15pm

Doctor Glen had been busy since he ran into Rikki and the girls in that stairwell.  And after seeing they weren’t any real threat, he went back to focusing on his primary plan.

Though infected, the zombie doctor knew, as well as Rikki did, the CDC wasn’t going to save him.  Though he understood the CDC was trying to save many more lives than just the few in the hospital by preventing an outbreak, he – along with Rikki and those girls – weren’t going to give up on their own lives.  For him, it was different, however.  With the virus already inside him, he would be killed without hope of help.  Rikki and the girls still had a chance.  But what they saw as evilness within him was really just his own attempt to survive.

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The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 23-25

Episodes 23-25

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Chapter Twenty-Three:
Whispers in the Pharmacy

Monday, 6:45pm

It had been a little more than an hour that Georgia, Lorna and Iris had held up in the pharmacy.  Nothing had happened in the nearby area in a while and after the zombies wandered away from the gift shoppe, that end of the first floor got really quiet … quiet enough, in fact, for the girls to take naps in shifts.  And though their naps were short, they were beneficial bits of rest – the girls feeling much better afterwards.

“I don’t suppose we could just stay here and hope that the good guys outside will change their minds and come in and rescue us,” Iris whispered jokingly as she leaned back against the counter they were hiding behind.  “That would be too much to ask for.”

“Yeah.  That’s like an unrealistic dream,” Georgia whispered, putting her arm around Iris and leaning the girl’s head on her shoulder – knowing that Iris was moments away from breaking down again.  “The good guys rescuing us is as likely as finding a guy who doesn’t find the necessity to man-splain everything like we’re stupid and can’t figure things out for ourselves, only then to get butt-hurt when we tell him we already understand whatever it is he is fumbling to try to say.”

Iris snorted with laughter, then covering her mouth and nose to prevent from making further noise. 

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“The Comfort of Having”

Her first day with him was fulfilling to her emotions.

Her first night with him was fulfilling to her senses.

When she moved in with him, she became absorbed with the first relationship in her life where she didn’t have to hide anything about herself.

He was loving, caring, compassionate, compelling, sexual, gratifying and the most wonderful Daddy she could’ve ever asked for.

And as she grew as a BabyGirl, she found that the moments which were the most rewarding were those times when she learned to let go of a little piece of who she was to embrace who she had become.

And without knowing it, she had gained happiness, contentment, purpose and a comfort in what she had.

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25 “Nothing Buts”

The Pictures Stories

The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 20-22

Episodes 20-22

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Chapter Twenty: The Gravest Expense

Monday, 6:15pm

Britney crashed into the front of Chloe, gripping her up by the hair and pushing her back against the walls.

“Run!” Britney screamed down to Rikki, Angelina and Brook.

But running was the one thing they couldn’t do.  Angelina had landed on her right wrist and wasn’t able to scoop Brook up onto her back.  So Brook got up onto her one good foot and held the center railing as she started hopping down the steps, one at a time.  Rikki helped Angelina to her feet, guiding her down the staircase as Angelina held her wrist – feeling quite a bit of excruciating pain.

Chloe put a knee up between Britney’s legs.  Though padded and wearing a diaper, Britney still felt pain from the contact to her groin.  Chloe grabbed the hair on the top of Britney’s head and leaned in to bite her scalp.  But Britney twisted herself around, facing away from Chloe before bending forward and sending Chloe over top of her.  Chloe tumbled down the first half-flight of stairs, then slammed into the wall – taking a few moments to get to her feet and regain her bearings.

Britney looked down at her, still seeing the sorority sister who had taught her so much in such a short amount of time.  Then she had a flashback to Saturday morning at the campground when Chloe laid her down to change her diaper.

… you are a natural leader.  And I can see that, at some point in your life, you will prove this to yourself,” Britney recalled Chloe saying to her – one of many self-esteem boosting remarks received from Chloe.

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The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 17-19

Episodes 17-19

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Chapter Seventeen: In a Word …

Monday, 5:30pm

Lights fired up on the camera of a local television station, shining on a new reporter who stood with the hospital in the background.  The descent of the sun into dimmer evening light had begun.

“Good evening,” the news reporter said, holding a microphone up to her mouth.  “This is Kate Gotwals, reporting to you live from outside Harris Regional Hospital, a medical facility that, until earlier today, had been a place where lives were saved and where the preservation of all who came here for treatment was the primary mission.  But that mission changed this morning when several dozen college-aged females were admitted here, being transported to this hospital from a retreat location – a joint effort from several medical and emergency response teams to get them here in a caravan that numbered at least 20 ambulances, eyewitnesses say.  Details are still sketchy, but it is believed that some of the girls may have been infected with a virus feared to be highly contagious.  And a lot has happened here since they arrived.”

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Jaw Dropped and Heart Pounding while Mesmerized by the Vision

There are few times when I am stopped dead in my tracks, these days.  And that’s not to say that what I see no longer has the meaning or effect on me that it once did.

It’s more to say that I’ve seen a lot in the years I’ve been a part of this community of ours – from my own personal and private experiences to more public ones like at munches and conventions.

But every now and then, something comes along that brings me to a screeching halt in whatever I’m doing.  I stop typing on my laptop or stop scrolling through endless amounts of postings and bloggings on sites like Twitter and Tumblr.

When I stumbled across this picture, my jaw dropped … my heart began pounding with the galloping pace of a race horse and I sat back – mesmerized by the vision in front of me.

I’ve written about that scenario depicted in more stories than I can remember, at this point.  In a dramatically less open manner, I have engaged in doing this with … someone … when out-n-about.

It is at the very heart of so many thoughts, so many fantasy that are dreamed of becoming reality.  But there has always been something about this scenario that always kept it realistic only as a fantasy.

Whether it was the struggle between being open-n-happy with one’s self as opposed to being so open that we were thrusting our wishes on others … or if it was a debate about the damage that could be done to the community when someone was so bold as to go so absolutely public with it … or if it was a debate about whether or not the picture was photo-shopped, there has always been something that harbored its greatest pleasure in the fantasy realm only.

And while I understand and agree with the above concerns, I’m happy in knowing that, despite everything, that picture still holds the essence of the Daddy-n-BabyGirl dynamic in my heart.

But wait!  There’s one more thing about this!

When showing this picture to an attendee at a recent L.L.A.M.A. munch, I was informed that there are establishments in the Pacific Northwest that are extremely lifestyle-friendly and that such a sight wouldn’t be shocking in a great many places up there.

I was quite surprised by that, but suddenly had the urge to see the Pacific Ocean for the first time in my life, via Oregon – as it turns out.

Blessings,
Zorro Daddy

 

The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 14-16

Episodes 14-16

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Chapter Fourteen: Got Milk?

Monday, 4:45pm

Rikki and the girls sat in the hospital kitchen, lounging on counters and laying on tables as they chowed down on the food and chugged fluid as if their bodies were absent of all liquid.  Yes, they were still on high-alert and paying attention, but it felt good to fully relax for a little while.  And besides, they really had nowhere else to go.

“I didn’t realize how thirsty I was,” Lorna said, sipping from a bottle of water.  “I’m gonna get water-logged like this.”

“Okay … just so I’m right about this … we are still in a hospital, in the food court with deadly zombies all over the place, right?” Brook asked, munching on a chicken salad wrap – Rikki and all the other girls turning and looking at her as she sounded like she was going crazy.  “Hey, I’m just making sure that’s the case.  I was actually hoping that after I ate something that all of this would wind up being hunger hallucinations.  But it doesn’t look like that’s how it’s gonna work out.”

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Mommy’s Point of View: The Maternal Instinct

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

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

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

The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 11-13

Episodes 11-13

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Chapter Eleven: Upping the Ante

Monday, 3:30pm

“Alright, we won’t be long in here,” Rikki said, walking up to another set of double doors.  “Those creatures are headed this way.”

“How do you know that?” Brook asked from Angelina’s back.

“The doors haven’t been knocked down yet, Sweetie,” Angelina answered.  “So, the zombies haven’t been here yet, but they will be.  They’re knocking down every door they come to.  It makes sense.”

Rikki stuck her key into the door and then slid her ID through the scanner, a double layer of security – implemented whenever a hospital lock down happened.  And it was especially important in this instance as they were entering the maternity ward.

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The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 8-10

Episodes 8-10

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Chapter Eight: Infiltration and the Need

Monday, 2pm

Not having heard anything back from the agents sent to the morgue, the CDC presence outside the hospital convened with the local police force to discuss the next course of action.  More CDC agents were on the way but wouldn’t get there until 5 or 6pm.  And, based on the police band communications from the officers inside the hospital as well as the unquestioning evidence of failure displayed on the hospital camera feeds, their initial efforts to contain a most-deadly virus while maintaining control had been unsuccessful – to say the least about it.

It was determined that, by 5 or 6pm, the virus would have taken over the entire hospital – making the risk of further outbreak a real possibility.  And if that happened, then the anarchy currently infesting Harris Regional Hospital would outbreak with the virus.

In short: a new course of action needed to be taken now, while there was still a chance to salvage their previous efforts.

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“Renewed & Reborn”

The BabyGirl got home, took her shoes off and curled up in the fetal position on the couch. She was so tired she didn’t even look for a blanket. And though she was tired, she had never been happier.

Six months ago, she was a broken soul, having come from a relationship which made her feel unappreciated, a family situation which made her feel unimportant and a job which made her feel expendable.

Then three months ago, she met him … Daddy as he would quickly become known to her heart. He took her away from her past and showed her the future she was meant to have.

She spent those first three months regaining her self worth, re-learning what it meant to be loved and experiencing life as the little girl she never got be.

Then a month ago, her Daddy decided she was going to go to college and get the education she knew she had always wanted.

So, this morning, her Daddy woke her up and made her Green Eggs and Bacon … bacon because they didn’t have any ham in the fridge. In the tub she went and then into the schoolgirl outfit her Daddy had picked out for her. She gave him a hug and he kissed her on her forehead before she got in her car and drove to the college for her first day of school.

It was now 4 pm and she was fast asleep on the couch when her Daddy got home from work and found her there.

Her Life was Renewed.
Her Love was Reborn.
And her diaper had never once leaked.

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25 “Charm-Sakers”
The Pictures Stories

The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 5-7

Episodes 5-7

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Chapter Five: Standoff

Monday, 1pm

In the morgue, Doctor Glen was still looking at the virus on that glass slide under the microscope.  By now, Jimmy was a complete basket case and nervous wreck, distracting himself by reading a medical journal for infectious diseases they kept in the morgue for reference.  They both knew that CDC agents had arrived on the scene and would be in the morgue any minute.  But the doctor knew that both he and Jimmy could not, under any circumstances, leave that small lab room at the end of the morgue.  They easily could both be infected at that very moment, especially if this strange virus was airborne.  In fact, if it was airborne, everyone in the hospital as well as those new mothers and newborns evacuated, could suddenly be carriers of the disease.

Airborne seemed an unlikely possibility as there were police in the building who weren’t suited for protection against that.  But the fact that the CDC agents had arrived in hazmat suits was definitive indication that there was an extremely serious situation on their hands.

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The Waddling Dead, Season Two – Episodes 1-4

Episodes 1-4

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Chapter One:  Living Up to Its Name

Monday, 10am

The ambulance brigade chose the bumpiest road imaginable to take all the sorority baby sisters to the hospital and away from that wretched campground.  Though the situation was looking up for everyone, the fate of each girl still weighed in the balance of far too many uncertainties for anyone to be comfortable with.

In the final ambulance of that endless chain of them, heading to the hospital, was Britney and the blinded Chloe – her beloved pledge mistress and dear friend.  Though needing medical treatment herself, Britney rode in that ambulance with Chloe to keep her company – more than for any medical reason.  Britney was responsible for the loss of one of Chloe’s eyes and felt terrible guilt for this, a guilt that bared down on her shoulders like a boulder.

Kneeling alongside the stretcher bed Chloe was strapped onto, Britney whispered to her – filling her in on every single thing that had happened that weekend.  She was keeping her voice down so the paramedic in the back of that ambulance wouldn’t hear the conversation.  At different moments during Britney’s story, Chloe softly laughed.  And even though her head was bandaged around her eye sockets, Chloe’s face lit up.

“In the end, all it took to bring Ursula down was to push a bottle of pee water down her throat,” Britney said, she and Chloe chuckling.  “So don’t drink the water around here.”

“I sure won’t,” Chloe whispered back with a weakened tone.

“Sweetie,” the paramedic said to Britney.  “You need to come lay down over here.  I need to get an IV in you.”

Britney laid down in the stretcher bed next to Chloe, getting an IV needle put in her arm at the first red light the ambulance came to.  Chloe grew silent, quite sleepy from all the medication that had been pumped into her.  Britney closed her eyes, finally being able to relax.

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Waking Up Next to Daddy

She opened her eyes, slowly and calmly.  She was still lying on her tummy in the exact same position she went to sleep in, resting up against and alongside him.  He lay next to her, still enjoying slumber.  It was a very peaceful night of sleep.  And the reasons for this were clear:

  • She adored that his heart had the need to live a life spent as a protector.
  • She admired his confidence, more that he knew he wasn’t always right.
  • She cherished that his heart had chosen her to love. He was her Daddy.

She placed her head on his chest and listened to the even strong breaths that he took into his lungs.  The warmth from his skin was soothing and relaxing.  She placed her hand across his heart, feeling its steady beat.  It was a very fulfilling night of sleep.  And the reasons for this were clear: Continue Reading …

The Waddling Dead, Season Two – 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.

Joined at this campground by the current pledging classes of the Beta Alpha-Beta sorority from seven other New York colleges, the sizable group began a weekend retreat at a rustic location that sat in a valley.  There was no chance of cell phones finding reception or signals.  The road that led in was merely an unrecognizable pathway between trees.  In every sense of the word, they were remote – cut off from the world by design.

To cultivate and encourage scholastics and ethics while promoting self-worth in every sister – the Beta-Alpha-Beta mission statement. 

But their methods of achieving this mission, especially the self-worth part, were a bit unorthodox.  They would break a girl down, robbing her of all self-esteem.  Then they would rebuild her back up … the Beta-Alpha-Beta way.  No, this didn’t turn the girls into drones.  Instead, it taught them to rethink what their own self-worth was about. 

Insecurity often hampered a girl’s self-esteem.  Competitions could prove damaging.  Ridicule during upbringing often kept a girl’s shoulders slumped and her chin lowered.

So, instead of helping their pledges with morale-boosting counseling, to overcome their issues, the sorority chose to remove those issues altogether – implanting the seed that every girl was unique and powerful … a most emboldening thought and sentiment.

Step one was to start the pledges back at the beginning.  Before they could be sorority sisters, they were known as baby sisters – being dressed and treated accordingly.  For their final weekend of pledging, they wore nothing but diapers and t-shirts, ate with their fingers and kept bonding as they had done the entire pledge period.

But when an old well revealed a deadly virus that had been dormant for a long time, their weekend of pledging quickly became a weekend of survival.  One by one, the baby sisters were turned into zombies.  And as more and more baby sisters were bitten and killed, they would all rise again from the dead to become … the waddling dead.

Power struggles among the living commenced as Britney and her baby sisters tried to stay alive until they were rescued Monday morning.

What would ensue would be exactly what was expected of the weekend, just in a manner completely unexpected.  Self-worth, ethics, uniqueness, value and purpose – those were the cornerstone thoughts that kept the living alive.

In the end, it was Britney who sacrificed herself to battle, outwit and defeat the patient zero zombie, a baby sister named Ursula.  Once Ursula was killed, the virus was killed as well.  And every baby sister who had been bitten and infected was cured.  Britney herself escaped the doom of her own sacrifice, in the nick of time.  The bite she sustained never fully affected her before the virus lifted.

That Monday morning, when their rides arrived to collect them, the carnage that blanketed the campground was a bit difficult to swallow.  The police, paramedics and other emergency personnel were called to the gruesome scene.  Injuries sustained while being infected with the virus began to heal themselves, such as twisted ankles and broken bones.  But some baby sister had permanent injuries, like missing fingers, eyes that had been blinded and the like.  The most gruesome of all was the decapitation of one baby sister’s head.  Those injuries, obviously, would never heal or grow back.

Chloe, the pledge mistress of Britney and the seven other baby sisters from St. Mark College, sustained the loss of both eyes as well as some head trauma that made her condition extremely life-threatening.

A caravan of ambulances covered the length of a quarter mile as the baby sisters were taken to a nearby hospital.

Everyone believed the nightmare was over, that the waddling dead virus would never again surface into this world from that old well.  But they would quickly learn that their time at Harris Regional Hospital would be anything but a time of respite and recovery.

Continue on to Episodes 1-4

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The ABDL Horror Book    The ABDL Pet Play Book   The Voice   Tales With A Twist 

Horror    Pet Play       Voice       Twist        Dead

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Pardon My Silence

It’s been a quiet July 2018 … at least on this website.  But there’s a reason for it.  And if you will pardon my silence a bit longer, I promise you August 2018 will be extremely noisy as I am currently writing The Waddling Dead, Season 2.

Written as 30 episodes (or parts), I will post one episode a day in The Waddling Dead group on FetLife and I will also be posting the episodes in groupings on this website throughout next month.

For now, you can read The Waddling Dead, Season One on FetLife or here on this website.

I hope everyone’s summer is going well.

Blessings,
Zorro Daddy

The ABDL MedFet Book 6

From an undercover sting operation that will bring down a crooked doctor as well as his abusive practice to a car accident that forces a woman to change while also forcing a man to not only stay the same but live onward, this sixth installment of the ABDL MedFet twist will make you think twice while stimulating your nerve-endings as well as a few other parts of your anatomy.

Sample: Two Nurses and a Patient

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And Then There Was Light

A man knelt to pray one night.  He asked God to send him an angel to guide him through the tough time he was going through.

His wife had taken to being ill and was bed-ridden with her sickness.  Months had gone by and her condition improved, but she had a long way to go before her recovery would be complete.   

God heard the man’s prayer and sent an angel to the foot of his bed that night.  The angel told him that he had been blessed with the gift of hope.  And that he should take this gift and spread it around to all who needed it more than him.

So the next day, the man began spreading the message of hope and telling people that hope would guide them when they lost their way.  From spreading this message, the man began to smile a little bit more and when tending to his ill wife she saw a brighter smile on his face.  And because of this, she felt a little better.

But he became weary by the end of the day and before he went to sleep that night, he knelt and prayed, asking God to send him an angel to guide him through the fatigue he felt. Continue Reading …

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 …

The Dream List

25 “Humiliations”

The Pictures Stories

Eyelashes like Butterflies

He grabbed a beach towel from the back seat. She slipped into one of his over-sized Henley shirts, white in color. And into the skirt she just bought from Spencer’s Gifts, just short enough to be playfully-fun.

When the coast was clear, they got out of the car and she ran up to the edge of the lookout point.  The view of the mountain ranges in front of her was endless and majestic.  She threw her arms straight out from her sides, offering the magnanimous scene a welcome into her life and a warm embrace. Her happiness was not only obvious in her personality, but also in her health. She looked beautiful and more importantly, she felt beautiful. Her happiness equaled his own.

The weather changed slightly, making for an interesting effect. Being that high up there was a mist in the air which seemed to trickle down from the cover of clouds blocking the sun for the moment, giving a unique ambiance to the daylight and making it look surreal, magical even.

I placed the beach towel on the ground and she lied down on it, just in time to take some close-up shots of her as a slight breeze kicked up, lightly blowing her hair away from her face. I quickly got the camera ready and knelt down in front of her.  From the eye of the lense, I could she definitely had the look in her eyes for close-up shots.  A simple slight squinting made for beautiful pictures of her.  She wasn’t happy with the series of events that made their new location a necessity, but when she got there and saw how beautiful it was, she gave everything a second thought, realizing the best was yet to come.

She lied on her back, looking up at the clouds.  He sat next to her and admired the beauty of his BabyGirl.  She closed her eyes as he placed his hand on the diaper between her legs.  He already knew, but still followed the routine.  Placing a pacifier in her mouth, he traced the outline of her jaw with his fingertips, then her eyebrows with his thumbs, kissed her forehead with his lips, rubbed noses together and batted eyelashes like butterflies.

Perhaps they were only yet to begin or perhaps they were only yet to begin again.

She loved to be touched. And he loved to touch her. It was touch that connected them in ways that words failed to communicate, whether in an embrace or as a simple brushing of hands as they passed by, a hand on the shoulder, on the neck, on the bottom, on the belly, a kiss to the side of her face, a kiss to her forehead, fingertips to fingertips – it all registered in her senses as memories she would draw from again and again in the future.

He took other pictures, mixing in pacifiers with face shots when the breeze kicked up. She dropped to her knees, spelling her name with the small pebble offerings on the ground. She stood up as he handed her the camera and knelt by her side, gently brushing away the dirt and smaller stone chips she had knelt in. She took a few pictures of her pebble artwork – then a few of him, kneeling before her. He looked up at her and the white clouds above her detailed the outline which encompassed her figure. All she needed yet was the halo.

Overcome with passion, he stood up, tilted her head, embraced her and kissed her, lifting her off her feet and spinning in a circle. She extended her arm out above them and took numerous pictures of their kiss with the camera. Some were blurry from the twirl, but every one of them showed two souls which had experienced a very fairy tale beginning, a love that deepened and grew – into each other’s arms, into each other’s hearts, into each other’s lives, into the present and the wide open future … bright and glorious and enriching as it promised to be.

Two Nurses and a Patient

Taken from:

The ABDL MedFet Book 6

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here is a little story about the power in dominance, the passion in passiveness and the patience in a patient.

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Two Nurses and a Patient

“Hiya, Erin!” Charlotte said, putting her purse down in the nurses’ station, having arrived a bit early for her night shift – this to the surprise of her daytime counterpart, Erin.

“You’re a bit early.  Aren’t you?” Erin said with a smile, finishing her last bit of paperwork for the day and filing it away.

“Well, yeah,” Charlotte admitted, sitting next to her.  “But I wanted to hear about this hunky new guy in room 77 you were texting me about.  Greg, I think you said his name was?”

“Greg Townsend,” Erin confirmed, getting out his paperwork to show her.  “28, white male, 5’10”, 180 lbs.  He was admitted about an hour ago, brought straight from a car accident.  Injuries include: bruised ribs and possibly torn stomach muscles … and yes, he’s a hunk.”

Charlotte smiled, knowing how easily Erin would go weak in the knees for some of the more handsome patients left in her care.

For the next week at least, Charlotte and Erin were going to be seeing very little of each other.  They were also going to be seeing very little free time as they would be working 12 hours shifts each day.  Normally, a third nurse split the job three ways for them.  But that nurse was on vacation and with several other nurses in the wing being pulled away for quarterly training seminars that were taking place that week, Charlotte, Erin and all the others who were still there were going to be there quite a bit – the hospital saving on labor costs by not scheduling extra help for the 7th floor of St. Ignatius Hospital.  Presently, Erin was covering 7am to 7pm and Charlotte was taking the other half through the night.  But they would switch in a few days to allow for a little bit of human life to be shared between the two of them.

Charlotte picked up Greg’s incoming paperwork and read, with wide eyes, about the accident he had survived.

“Patient was struck by a female driver who was driving well above the speed limit.  Patient had no time to react and when she hit his front bumper, his car went up in the air and landed on its side.  His seatbelt kept him strapped to his seat, but it wretched him all over the place.  And this was how his ribs became bruise as well as how his stomach muscles may have become possibly torn.  Degree of the diastasis of the recti muscles to be determined.”

“How did he survive this crash?  His HPI reads like a horror movie,” Charlotte exclaimed, continuing to read the detailed a gruesome account.  “And is the other driver alright?”

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The 1-on-1 Podcast: Episode One – Mako

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How do you react to people who don’t see things the way you do?  Do you accept their opinions or do you attack them?

I contacted Mako Allen (of the Big Little Podcast, DC Munch and other endeavors), asking him if he would like to do a podcast episode where we talked about a list of different topics – some of which being topics we didn’t have the same opinions about.

Ranging from discussions of terms like “community” to the ever-intriguing question of “Can ABDL and Age Play be sexual sometimes and non-sexual at other times?” to other topics about munches and conventions to other topics of how we relate to one another,  Mako and I duked it out for three hours on this first episode of a podcast that stated opinions … opinions, not facts.

But, to my surprise, our talk delved into discussions about ourselves and about others, our experiences and the all-too-important question of chunky peanut butter or creamy peanut butter.

Yep.  We got to talking about stories and about why we write them.  But we also began to discuss other places on the internet and resources that were of age play interest:

DPF.com – which no longer exists.
Aby.com
Diaperspace
Dailydiapers.com
Middle America Littles
Love in Brief
The Big Little Podcast
The Crinkle Cast
FetLife
The Ultimate Directory of FetLife ABDL Groups
Jenn Solo
When Things Fall Apart

You can find Mako Allen all over the place.  Here are several ways:

email: mako.allen@mac.com
onlydoing.net
Twitter: @makoallen
biglittlepodcast.com

His books:
Auntie Eva’s Border (In Print) (In Ebook)
Concerning Littleton

The 1-On-1 Podcast: Episode One – Mako
The gloves are off, but both opinions are still heard.

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

Episode One – Mako
Episode Two – ResonantYes and RoadNotTaken
Episode Three – Star_Platypus
Episode FourALot and a little
Episode FiveLittle Philly
Episode SixMike, Misty and LKB
Episode SevenDa … Bearssss
Episode Eight – Mommy Kuri
Episode Nine Dr. Rhoda Lipscomb


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

Happy Listening!
Zorro Daddy

 

The ABDL Nympho Series

Three collections of short stories about BabyGirls who love the physical with a fevered passion.  Enter the world of Nymphomania and Age Play as they twist together in these erotic tales that not only deal with lustful desires, but emotional ones.

Not just delving into the obsessions and glorious sensations of sex but also with bisexual curiosity, these BabyGirls experience orgasms-a-plenty, fingering, humiliation, tasks on their knees, wetness, swelling, arousal, twitching, contracting muscles, more humiliation and more contracting muscles afterwards.

Oh, there are certainly some bare bottoms that will be smacked.  And the need to be tied up and tied down will be ultimate in necessity. But the diapers are never far away and whether it’s a Mommy who nurtures her or a Daddy who babies her, each BabyGirl in these stories will regress and melt – on her way to becoming a nympho.

Sample:  Study Break  –  The Rapid-Fire BabyGirl  –  Unbroken

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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

Gratification: Volume Three

This third collection of disconnected dark age play stories tells sexual and sensual tales of the erotic combinations of ABDL, BDSM, spanking, discipline, humiliation, taboo fetishes, bondage and more.  Each story melds together two people who come from different starting points.  Sometimes, the stories include personal growth of the characters.  Other stories include the completion of fantasies long sought after.  But all the stories tell of how perfect two imperfect people can be for one another.

This book is the stuff that fantasies are made of. And this collection of 18 dark age play erotic short stories will spin you around, put you on exhibit, drop you to your knees, change the way you think, change the way you feel, reinvent you, disguise your passions, reveal your desires, eat you up, spit you out, blind your heart, scramble your mind, teach you where you truly belong and then do it all again.

Needless to say, it is a book intended for the mature reader who has a mind that craves the exotic and the erotic.

Warning: Delving into these pages will leave you gratified, over and over again.

Sexcapade in the City
The Farm (A story told in three parts)
The Feminine Extreme
Weekend Blitz – Friday
Weekend Blitz – Saturday
Weekend Blitz – Sunday
The Importance of Remembering
The Frat House BabyGirl – Night Time
The Frat House BabyGirl – The Next Morning
Out of Sight, Out of Mind
What’s A Jack For? (A story told in three parts)
When You’re a Good Girl, When You’re a Bad Girl
The Be-All, End-All BabyGirl – Part One
The Be-All, End-All BabyGirl – Part Two

Available on: Kindle or Kindle Unlimited

Also check out:
Gratification: Volume One
Gratification: Volume Two

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The Dark Age Play Box Sets

Sticky Situations 1 - 5 Front    50 Things

Sticky Situations: Books 1-5
Gratification: Volume One
Gratification: Volume Two
Gratification: Volume Three
Gratification: Volume Four
50 Things To Do With Your BabyGirl On A Saturday Night

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If you’re a fan of the darker age play, I would also recommend reading:

The VoiceThe Voice – A tale of horror, unavoidable consequences and possible redemption of self.

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What to Remember at the Onset …

At the onset of any journey in life, the future seems wide open, filled with possibilities for each moment and every step of the way.  You wonder where your destination will take you.

When love is new, your dreams become brighter and your wishes expand to meet the horizons now in view.

Everything begins subtly and slowly, allowing those first moments of those first sentiments to be shared.  It isn’t always words that are required, but rather just the ability to convey to someone that you have taken notice to them.

There are a whole lot of questions you’ll ask, a whole lot of experiences you’ll have and a whole lot of life you’ll live. 

Pray to God that you’ll face challenges together along the way because they’ll make you stronger with each success, but Pray to God that some of the time you fail together so you realize from that standpoint why you need each other and where real strength comes from.

And as you grow, do so together, helping each other along the way when a weakness is discovered.  This will make clear to both of you why it is important to give just as much as you take.

When someone becomes drained, re-energize them – because without that opportunity to get back what just poured out of them, they feel empty.  Recognize that selflessness, while noble, is also extremely taxing.  So don’t ever forget to appreciate when someone does all they can for you.

When you arrive at the point where you love someone’s faults as much as you do their qualities, then you will have discovered something which could be everlasting.

Everyone has basic needs in life.  Learn what their basic needs are, memorize them and commit them to your soul because they will look to you to fulfill those needs.

Give all that you can – be it time, energy, money, support, tears, laughter, a pair of arms to hold, passion, intensity, respect, devotion, a ride to the airport, a moving truck trip and a strong back, but be bold enough to ask the same in return.

Take time to talk, but also take time to listen.  And at other moments in time, don’t say anything at all because the bonding of hearts and the connection of souls doesn’t always make sound.

Enjoy the journey.  Don’t skip any steps.  Fall in love and remember:

There are always Dreams to be Dreamt, Fairy Tales to be Told, Happily Ever Afters to be Pursued, Memories to be Made, that Perfect Story to be Written, that Deepest Love Yet to be Discovered, a Lifetime to be spent together, and the Opportunity – Awaiting to Feel It All.

What A Good Girl Needed

Taken from the dark age play compilation:
Gratification: Volume Three
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here is a little story about the value of being good and about the rewards.

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What A Good Girl Needed

It was about 7:30 pm on a Saturday evening in early October.  And Livie walked briskly down Fraternity Row, a mall walk at the end of campus.  The start of her sophomore year had been eventful and she was grateful for even having had the chance to go to college.  Straight out of high school, she worked for three years until she could afford to attend Penn State University.  Her grandfather, uncle, father and mother graduated as Nittany Lions.  So, there was no other choice in her mind.  And she was glad to have waited a bit.  Being in her early-20’s, she would take her college education more seriously – especially since she had to work to be there, as opposed to having it handed to her.

Fraternity Row was hopping with activity on that night, being the concluding night of pledge week.  And her destination was the Sigma Phi Epsilon house.  SPE was notorious for violating the alcohol rules and thusly, would be put on probation every other year.  Having just gotten off their most recent probation that spring, they were headed for more trouble, once again.  In fact, all of the fraternities and sororities on campus were currently in a temporary state of probation because of the craziness from the most recent Thursday night parties.  Penn State had shut down all fraternity and sorority parties from being open to the public.  But this didn’t mean the frats and sororities didn’t party on their own.  It wasn’t as busy as a usual final night of pledging, but a lot as still happening – just in a covert sort of way.

Getting to the front of the frat house, she looked all the way up to the top floor and to the window of the attic bedroom.  That was Owen’s room, her boyfriend and a senior at Penn State.

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