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here’s a story about Peaches ‘n … cream.
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Study Break –
A very happy and very relieved college girl walked briskly down Albany Street on the M.I.T. main campus in the center of Cambridge, Massachusetts. Heading to the Edgerton House, the graduate housing she hoped to get into in the fall, there was a skip to her step that hadn’t been there all week. But now, her zeal had returned, practically bursting out of her and beginning to finally unwind her tighter-than-a-snare-drum fortitude. She had done it. It was as plain-n-simple as that and no one could take the accomplishment away from her. Having just finished her last exam of the Hellish final week of her last semester as an undergrad, she smiled, deep within and more brightly than ever on the surface. And once her professors graded all her exams, she would officially complete her Bachelors of Science degree.
Happy as a lark, she looked forward to returning to M.I.T. in the fall to pursue and conquer her Masters of Science degree. And now it was onward and upward to better things. She would never be an undergrad again. But, following Professor MacArthur’s advice, she wouldn’t allow her enthusiasm of the future to come at the expense of the moment.
Yes, things were onward and upward, but first, they would need to become inward and then further inward. No, she would never be an undergrad again, but she would lustfully still find herself beneath the right people, hopefully pinned beneath them. And while tighter-than-a-snare-drum was the best way for her to be when taking finals, her extracurricular exam would certainly loosen her up quite a bit. With any luck, she would be forced to loosen up so she would understand how tight she had made herself.
And that was what awaited her at the Edgerton House, the break from studies that she had been waiting for. She would freely lose herself and in doing so, find herself again. Her real identity and real name didn’t matter, at least not just then. Once she walked into Apartment 4S, she would only be known as Peaches.
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Have you ever had a day at work that seemed like it would never end, like the work kept piling up as opposed to getting done and how you were made to feel like the lack of productivity was all your fault – even though you had co-workers who were just as much to blame?
Well, Mia had a day like that. She actually had an entire week of work like that and when she got home that Friday night, she brought her frustrations home with her, purging them and inundating Eric in the process.
So, in response, Eric created an entire weekend of happenings that were designed to not only swoon her back into the regressive state she craved when at home, but also deprogram her of the stress she couldn’t shake while re-programming her to react to the touch and tone that only her Daddy knew how to use right. By the time they go to sleep that Sunday night, Mia will be spent and broken down, rebuilt then with the love of her Best Friend, her Daddy, her Fiancee and her Partner-in-Life.
It’ll be a real mind-melter for her.
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Samples: “The Nail Biter and The Heart Pounder“ “Peeling the Layers“—————————–
If you like The Mia Series, I’d also recommend “The Zeke & Lily Saga“
Book One Book Two Book Three Book Four Book Five Book Six Book Seven Book Eight Book Nine Book Ten
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I received an email from a friend the other day who had poked his head in on my site and looked at the posting entitled: “The Nail Biter and The Heart Pounder”. He would go on to tell the true story of how he had always been a nail biter his whole life, but somehow, recently he had found a way to stop biting his nails. Maybe a better way to put that would be to say: He had found a reason to stop biting his nails.
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The Mia Series: Book Nine “The Weekend of Mind-Melting” Kindle – Nook – Ibook – PDF Ebook – Smashwords – Kobo here’s a story about a walk to remember & how charming the third time truly is … if she can last that long. ————————— Nail Biter – Sunday, 7pmMia stood at the kitchen sink, looking out the window into the backyard as she washed the dishes from Sunday evening dinner. Her mind drifted back-n-forth between the events of the weekend thus far and the events of the moment, especially those events taking place in the backyard. Looking at the torn-up grass patch at the edge of the back deck, she smiled brightly behind her pacifier, affected by the memories of her and Eric having dug up the grass and turned that little section into her vegetable garden. Presently, Eric was wrestling with their two dogs in the middle of the grass.
Kitty, their enormous one-year-old Chocolate Labrador, loved Eric to a degree that made it so affectionate towards him Mia often got jealous when Eric petted the pooch too much. And then there was Cat, their new dog, acquired just yesterday from the pound. Cat was a pit bull that was six-years-old and it had taken the same enormous liking to Eric as Kitty had.
But moreover, Kitty now had a companion. And for such a long time, Mia had felt bad that Kitty spent its days alone as she and Eric worked. It just didn’t seem right. Scared for quite a while that Kitty was too big of a dog for Eric to agree to allow a second one in the house, she kept her concerns quiet. Bravely, she opened up her heart to Eric about it yesterday. Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, he knew the answer had to be yes.
As usual, Mia had to add her special touch to everything, naming the dog Cat. She had no idea if the dog would ever respond to the name, but she hoped it would know this house would be its home forever. She would never get rid of the dog, like its numerous previous owners had done. The pound said that Cat had never been given a name before.
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Quintessence (quin•tes•sence – noun \kwin-ˈte-sən(t)s\)
1: the fifth and highest element in ancient and medieval philosophy that permeates all nature and is the substance composing the celestial bodies
2: the essence of a thing in its purest and most concentrated form
The “Quintessential” takes on as many meanings as there are heartbeats in this world. But the only two meanings that will matter are yours and hers.
Your “Quintessential” is that person who holds the other half of your thoughts, who picks up the sentence when you run out of breath and who needs exactly what you need – just from the other side of that same heartbeat.
It’s not about perfection of the body. But rather, of the mind, of the heart and of intentions in actions-n-words. You won’t strive to do anything right, only to try. You both will learn more about your own imperfections than you ever wanted to know and you’ll feel yourself exposed because you shared who you are when you’re behind closed doors as opposed to who you are when prepared and at your charmed, partying best.
And those are moments when you discover your real merit and what you hold to be quintessential – about yourself and about her.
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She will try very, very hard to be more than want you want her to be, not because she’s needy or wants attention, but rather because she loves you so much that she can’t stop thinking of you. And she wants you to ache for her in ways that stimulate your nerve-endings exactly the same way she is affected. She wants you to understand not just how she feels, but why she feels that way.
She will surprise you because she wants you to notice her in new ways all the time.
She will increase her own pulse-rate and lose her own breath as she fondles herself in your absence – with closed eyes and a headful of thoughts about you. Sexuality will mean nothing to her anymore, not unless she has been aroused by you and now drips for those experiences she will receive when staring up at the bedroom ceiling – lost in a jumbled mixture of emotions and sensations she could not possibly separate.
She will struggle to silence her over-active mind so she can absorb every mental seed your gentle whispers plant inside her and every bit of submission your impassioned whispers fill her senses with.
She will mind-fuck herself so that when her head stops spinning, she’ll have less of the identity she had before she met you and more of the identity she now has because of you.
She will bite her nails when she feels insecurity and she will drag them down your back when you pin her down and force her to succumb to more than just daydreams and emotions.
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You will begin to see her all around you, no matter where you are or what you’re doing – in other people’s faces, in words on billboards that make you think of her.
You will know when she is upset at the very instant she turns shy & quiet. You won’t know why she’s upset, but you’ll begin to pick up the non-verbal explanations she tries to convey to you. And, as if the two of you shared the same thoughts at the same moments, you suddenly come up with answer. But you will only achieve this knowledge after you have failed repeatedly to understand. You’ll gain the knowledge after you care enough to instinctively try again until you get it right.
You will overlook the little details of herself she has improved and touched up. And you will overlook these things time and time again. But when you finally notice them, you will see a glow about her skin and a glimmer in the twinkling of her eyes that will tell you that you just made her day worth having lived. And from then on, you will never overlook those things about her again because you’ll suddenly understand how important your praise and recognition is to her.You will grow stiff when she walks past you and her scent fills your senses.
You will learn how to hold her gently while harboring the male aggression you want to ravage her with. And you will learn when that gentleness needs to be abandoned for a little while.
You will become sexist in all the right ways. And you will believe that she should never touch a doorknob or door handle.
You will hold her down and consistently deprive yourself of completion until you have watched her reach the summit several times before you ever begin to make your first climb. And you’ll find out that she’s waiting for you at the top.
When she cries, you will know why – not because you’re a mind-reader but because you’ve paid attention in the past and because you know that every set of tears that stream down her face have a different sound. And you will memorize the meanings of every sound she makes.
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She will be you blanket. You will be her pillow.
She will provide patience when you show frustration.
She will arch her spine higher so you can thrust harder and deeper.
You will lead so she can follow.
You will give so she can receive.
You will growl & clench to make her recoil & whimper.
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She will take interest in your sports obsessions, though she could care less about who wins. What will matter is that she didn’t deprive you of the right to be obsessed.
You will watch her sappy TV shows, though you won’t be able to remember any of the character’s names. What will matter is that you were there when she showed a bit of individuality that wasn’t derived from you.
She will find constructive ways to criticize you – after having pissed you off on numerous occasions with derogatory ones.
You will find a sense of humor that makes her laugh, but not a sense of humor that comes at her expense.
You will not be a punching bag for her and she will not be a punchline for you.
But together, you’ll be perfectly imperfect for each other. You’ll both recognize that, in order to overcome an obstacle, you both will need to do things differently. You’ll both make every street a two-way street. And you’ll both admit when you’re wrong – no matter how painful it may be and no matter if you disprove your own point in the process or not.
Because nothing quintessential is complete without joint growth.She is at the center of every breath you take.
You begin and end every thought she has.
She is your anything and your everything because she will forever be your Quintessential BabyGirl.
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TeddyCon 2014I will never forget Saturday, January 9th, 2010. That was the night I attended my first munch. It was actually the first non-vanilla gathering of any kind I had ever attended. For years, I had read about them online, but simply couldn’t build up the courage to go to one. On that night, I realized how foolish my fears were.
That particular munch wasn’t an ABDL one. It was simply a non-vanilla gathering at a cafe in the middle of Lancaster City, PA. I figured someone who knew me would certainly see me or people at nearby tables would hear what our conversations were about or worse yet … that someone would attend the munch and be dressed in obvious attire that would draw unwanted attention to us.
Happily, I report to you now, that I was wrong on all accounts. There were no problems and I made friends at that munch I remain close with, to this very day.
It would be another year before I would begin to look at convention and festival type gatherings. And another year after that before I would start attending ABDL-specific events.
What I will tell you is: Some of the closest friends in my life I met at these gatherings. And I truly wish I had branched out at a younger age. For years, I kept a profile and wrote stories. That was it. But when I began to meet people, a whole new world opened up to me.
In the past few years, I’ve budgeted going to quite a few festivals, conventions, parties, munches and the like. From FetFest to the Geeky Kink Event to Brimstone to CAPCon and I even attended an Abdulia.
They were all great and I had a fantastic time at all of them. But the ones I’ve enjoyed the most were the AgePlay Hotel Conventions. I attended my first one in the spring of 2011. That particular convention no longer exists, but in the spring of 2012, I went to CAPCon. And suddenly, I was meeting people from the west coast to the east coast, people from Europe and even a guy who flew down from Alaska! What made CAPCon such an amazing experience were the similarities we the attendees had with each other. What made it an unforgettable experience was how we the attendees were vastly different people on the outside. What made CAPCon a wanted repeatable experience was how everyone, similar and different, became family.
And now the age play hotel conventions head east … to TeddyCon.
What is TeddyCon? It’s an annual get-together of ABDLers and ageplayers in a hotel in the Eastern Pennsylvania area. It’s designed for the AB/DL, Ageplay, Littles and Bigs community. Like CAPCon, it welcomes the pure-n-innocent side of things. So it isn’t a typical BDSM event. But what you do in your hotel room is your business – whether it’s innocent or dark! From a ball pit to classes to activities and so much more than you’ll ever have time to do, if you love CAPCon, then TeddyCon will touch your heart in the same way.
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Be it understood, TeddyCon is not a carbon copy of CAPCon. But it is very much of the same cloth (every pun intended). The format is the same. And a lot of the friends we made at CAPCon are attending. Just as with CAPCon, you will get out of TeddyCon what you put into it.
There will be classes, activities, presenters, a pageant and all of the fun, friendship & family that an AgePlay Convention can have.
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I cannot encourage you enough to join the TeddyCon FetLife Group, to join in on the discussions, to check out the TeddyCon website and to get to know everything that will be happening at the con this fall.
Tickets are on sale already and the available spaces are filling up. The price of the hotel room is $65.00/night with the TeddyCon code after registration.
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The registration price will continue to go up as the event nears. For the current price, visit the TeddyCon website.
Dates: Friday, October 17th – Sunday, October 19th, 2014
Webpage: http://teddycon.org/
FetLife Event Link: https://fetlife.com/events/234434
FetLife Group Link: https://fetlife.com/groups/75248
TeddyCon Profile: https://fetlife.com/users/2381294
See ya there!
Zorro Daddy
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here is a little story about letting your hair down & putting your feet up, slipping your feet into something more comfortable & melting away.
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Peeling the Layers –
Friday Evening
Eric watched from the living room window as Mia got out of her car and slammed the door shut, getting her coat caught in it and only adding to how wet the rain would make her before she got inside. Her texts to him all afternoon had made clear how bad the day had been for her and the tone she texted with grew worse and worse each time. Needless to say, Mia was definitely not going to be in a good mood when she walked in the house.
It was Friday night and her return home from work usually sparked the beginning of a weekend of exploration, happiness and uninterrupted time together. But it was a little after 8pm and given that Mia had just been forced to work four hours past her usual 4pm leave, this weekend would have a really rocky start for them. But little did Eric realize, as he watched her running up to their front door through the downpour, this weekend would require more than just their nurturing dynamic to unravel her nerves and reset her poise. She would need the mind-melting effects of absolute helplessness and of being kept in the loving hands of the only man in this world she would ever call her Daddy.
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Every story has a beginning – even the ABDL ones. “How did you know?” and “How did you start?” are two questions I eventually ask of people I meet. And their answers are always fascinating. I have yet to meet two people who had identical or quite similar origin stories. But I’ve also never met anyone who had no origin story at all to tell.
Our beginnings are as individual as we are. But they often lead us together, to places like CAPCon. And that was where Mako & Spacey, our ABDL Podcasters and friends, held a recording session on the subject of origin stories.
I was fortunate and blessed to have been asked to sit in on the panel of guests. And as with every one of their podcasts, I learned a little something about others, but also a little something about myself.
Big Little Podcast from CAPCon 2014:
Episode 101: “Origin Stories”
Big Little Podcast from CAPCon 2013:
Episode 77: “Age Play Leadership”
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Big Little Podcast Website
Big Little Podcast FetLife Group
Sign-Up for the Big Little Podcast Emailing List
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This is the story of Lil Red. But it’s also the story of Gretel & Petal. Wait a minute, it’s also the story of Lil Goldie and Lottie – one who was a Fairy Tale Girl in training and one who wasn’t even that yet. Okay. Hold on a minute … Let’s start at the beginning …
Kaitlin is a recent college graduate, driven and motivated to succeed. But on this weekend, she is so sick with the flu that she has to do something that makes her feel worse than the spiking temperature in her body. She has to call in sick to work.
Taz is her boyfriend-n-Daddy. And on this weekend, he will also be her nurse.
Kaitlin is one of those BabyGirls who can never be still. But while battling with the flu, she finds herself too weak to get out of bed and becomes a handful for him to deal with. And in an effort to distract her from the boredom of being sick, he takes some common fairy tales and twists them around, then tangling them together and making one big long story to tell her – when she’s not sleeping and sweating the flu out.
From adventurous to sweet to a bit sexual to fairytale-tastic, this collection is perfect for the ageplay couple who like to enjoy every bit of their dynamic together. These stories are perfect for the BedTime tuck-in, whether done in person or over the phone.
Samples: “Little Red’s Ride“ “Lil Goldie’s Sparkles“
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……………. The ABDL BedTime Stories
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Taken from: The Dynamic Story
here is a reflection made by a dreaming heart of a dreaming mind as a novelist named Hank listened on.
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A Tale of Dreaming Minds and Dreaming Hearts –
“Somewhere in between Dreaming Minds and Dreaming Hearts, you discover that one thing …,” Adam stated, his eyes drifting back in memory.
“What one thing?” Hank asked, readying his pen to write down what Adam said next.
“I’ve heard it said the key to happiness comes down to just one thing and that one thing will be different for each individual,” Adam answered. “In due time, we all discover what that means for each of us. Sometimes, it can be revealed in the most unusual, yet most comforting of ways…”
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ABDL BedTime Stories – The Tangled Fairy Tales
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here is a little story about twists and turns and why to call a wolf “a wolf”.
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Little Red’s Ride –
“Blow,” Taz said, holding a Kleenex to Kaitlin’s nose as she opened her mouth and took in as much air as possible before closing her lips and clearing her nostrils.
It wasn’t very lady-like behavior, but she honestly could’ve cared less at that moment. It was 8 am on a beautiful Saturday morning and Kaitlin was lying in bed, as sick as a dog. And she felt just awful. She had made it through the entire stretch of winter, without even getting a head cold. Others suffered from stomach viruses as well as the usual illnesses of cold weather. But Kaitlin remained perfectly healthy.
And this was a testament to a heritage she was quite proud of. Kaitlin was Irish, complete with the red hair and all. She wasn’t the kind of girl to get a tan in the summer, but on this day, she looked whiter than normal as the flu rippled through her like she wasn’t even there. Kaitlin’s father had worked for 58 years before retiring and the only day he took off from work was the day she was born. He never got sick, even when he actually was sick. So it personally pained Kaitlin to have had to call in sick to work yesterday. All she would’ve needed to do was get through one more day of work to make it to the weekend and to uphold the legacy of her father. But yesterday morning, she couldn’t even stand up out of bed.
And this morning, her fever had spiked to the point that she sweated straight through her night shirt. Oh, how she despised being sick – the achiness, the fevers, the congestion, the upset stomach. But she didn’t believe in doctors and refused to even go to them to get a note of sickness for work. And because of this, she suffered physically, but retained pride of heart.
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In this fourth installment of the ABDL MedFet twist, spines will quiver, “spots” will be hit just right and icicles will make helpless the little hearts of some BabyGirls who are just trying to be good, for a change.
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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books
Nym 1 Nym 2 Nym 3 Dead Dead 2 Horror
Pet Play Voice Twist 3some Stolen
Open Roads …
On Wednesday Night, April 9th 2014, I climbed into my car at about 9pm and began a journey that would last until the following Monday morning. It was a road trip to start that led to a Midwest location that, even after I got out of the car from 16 hours of driving, would still present to me … open roads.
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Kindle – Nook – PDF Ebook – Smashwords – Kobo
here is a little story about dressing to impress, even when you think there’s no real reason to.
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Simon Says –
Nadya slipped her hands through the armholes of the nurse’s dress, one those form-fitting kinds with the button-up fronts. It seemed kind of old-fashioned but that was the uniform she had been given and her name had already been embroidered on it above the left sternum pocket. This was a good sign, one that made her feel a bit more at ease. Maybe this facility would keep her on and not drop her for the next higher-qualified candidate who came along. But right away, her first impression of these care employers was that they were traditional. Along with a wrap-around and button-up nurse’s dress, Nadya was given one of those stiff, white nurse’s cap, the kind that often had to be held in place with bobby pins. She hadn’t brought any nylons with her and hoped the powers-that-be wouldn’t be offended. Stepping into her white clogs, she smiled a little, softly laughing at the thought of some really old guy in a doctor’s coat telling her how inappropriate it was that she wasn’t wearing leggings of some sort to cover her calves. Oh, Heaven forbid. And their old-school minds would certainly explode inside their skulls if she told them that she sometimes wore a sports bra instead of the usual kind. Oh, deary me.
Attaching the cap to the top of her head and using the bobby pins provided (a sign that these people understood that no one had bobby pins readily on hand anymore), she looked at herself in the mirror. The truth of the matter was that the nature of the job would be anything but traditional. There would be no old guy in a doctor’s coat and the reasoning behind this traditional nurse’s get-up was so that she would look good. Needless to say, there were likely a few perverts in the uniform department, but Nadya really didn’t care. This wouldn’t be the first job she had where people stared at her chest before they looked her in the eyes. And quite honestly, after a while, that sort of greeting could be taken as a compliment. She simply had to let it go, accepting that there were far more important things in this world to take up a battle flag over.
This is the story of Rose, a city girl who needed a little country air and an opportunity to begin again. Dead ends weren’t the only pitfalls she had faced, but they were the ones that affected her the most, making her feel like her life was destined to spin endlessly in the same circle forever.
Determined to break her repeating cycles of life, she set out to find a new place in this world to call home. She had dreams, aspirations, secret fantasies, explorations and so many more things she had never had the chance to pursue.
All of that was going to change as she moved south, a simple girl who walked the concrete streets of yesterday to find her golden fields of today. And along the journey, she falls in love with a cowboy who could easily be the “Daddy” she had dreamed about.
Country Rose is a story of redemption, of renewal and of new beginnings. Join Rose and Emmitt as their saga begins.
Samples: “The Great Unknown“ “What She Set Her Mind to Do“Kindle – Nook – PDF Ebook – Smashwords – Kobo
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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:
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You all know that ABDL Podcast, right? The one that’s by about and for age players of all kinds?
Along similar lines of thought as to why there will always be a need for paperbacks in this world as opposed to an exclusive ebook takeover, the Big Little Podcast – that show we all know and love with Hosts Spacey & Mako – whom we all know and love, also offers transcriptions of their shows.
At the time I typed this blog posting out, there were 99 episodes of the BLP, but only 23 of them have been transcribed. A need exists for people to step up and transcribe the episodes still waiting to be put into words. Having done one myself, I will tell you there is no greater feeling of accomplishment than when you finish it and proudly put your stamp on it.
If you’re interested in transcribing an episode, please contact LTD. That’s his Fetlife profile name. Learn more about how here.And lastly, but not leastly – When you’re done transcribing an episode, check out Mako’s book:
This is the second edition release. It has been updated by the author, Mako Allen, edited by Pene Princess, and includes photography by Bob Spacey. It’s available now as an e-book or paper back through lulu.com.
Neil, a college sophomore, decides to stay in town for the summer and get a job. He needs a room, and the ad sounds innocent enough, “Widow with large house near campus seeks student boarder. Sex, race, unimportant.”
Neil discovers that Eva is no ordinary landlady. He soon realizes he might not be as mature as he’d thought after the first time she spanks him bare-bottom over her knee.
When Eva starts putting him in diapers, he learns he’s a lot more than just Auntie Eva’s boarder.
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Taken from: Country Rose
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here is a little story about a city girl who boldly waddled somewhere she had never gone before … The Great Unknown.
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The Great Unknown –
Rose took the Pennsylvania Avenue exit off of Sandhills Boulevard. She was now less than a mile away and after 14 hours behind the wheel of a Budget moving truck, she was just as ready to see this trip end as she was to see everything else begin. It was May 1st and springtime had been in full bloom for quite a while now. Every year, she counted the days until spring, always seeing it as a time to begin a lot of things anew in her life. And with the return of leaves and flowers, the whole world around her seemed to be thinking the same thing. But this was nevermore her mindset than on this particular day. Rose was headed into the Great Unknown. And anywhere unknown was better, at the moment, than where she had been.
Having lived her entire life in Boston, Rose had fallen in love with New England – its beauty, its nature and its history. She knew that no matter where she went in life, she would always call herself a BeanTown girl, supporting the Celtics and the Red Sox with passion. But she had to leave Boston, a truly painful decision. The problem wasn’t that she had grown too comfortable there or that she had fallen in love with Boston too much. It was because she had fallen in love … with Thorn.
Hindsight was always clearest, but it never made any regrets easier to swallow. Maybe she should’ve thought about it a bit more before she started seeing him. And at the time they met, she was already looking to break out. So Thorn was merely a delay for what she needed to do. But his name seemed to go so well with hers, it just seemed like they were meant to be. Yet another bit of hindsight showed that Brett Michaels was right. Every Rose did have its Thorn. He made her feel horrible about who she was. And that was no way to live.
So two months ago, she ended their song and began looking for a new place to live, to fall in love again. But six blocks away in the city hardly seemed like the “start over” in order. To leave him, she had to leave Boston. It was time to go somewhere that she could call a new home, the kind of place that wouldn’t make her pull the lever and reset her life ever again.
Instead of just following an impulse and moving where the winds took her, she decided to move to the polar opposite of where she had been and what she had always called home. It hardly made sense to start over in the same kind of place. And the opposite of a bustling city like Boston was the quiet countryside … somewhere in the Great Unknown.
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One of the first rock bands I ever became a fan of was Bon Jovi. As a kid of the 80’s, I played their cassettes over and over and over again, quickly memorizing the lyrics to songs like Living On A Prayer, You Give Love A Bad Name, Born to Be My Baby, Bad Medicine, and Bed of Roses.
Bon Jovi would grow into the 90’s and I would become a bigger fan of them still. But the music scene was beginning to shift into heavy forms of rap and grunge rock. By the end of that decade, Bon Jovi had become an also ran, playing second fiddle to the current bands of the time that had figured out the recipe for appealing to the new crowds.
When Bon Jovi returned in the early 2000’s, they adopted a new ideology of who they were and what their purpose was. Still banging out the old hits, they added a few new ones. But Jon, the lead singer, especially, had begun to talk – voicing his opinion of world affairs and becoming quite political. And their music began to reflect this change. They were growing older and their original fan base was growing older, too.
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“Okay, Princess,” her Daddy said, picking up her blanket. “It’s bedtime for BabyGirls.”
But the little girl began to fuss.
“Daddy, I can’t go ta bed yet,” she said with a pouty voice.
“Why not, Baby?” her Daddy asked, testing the warmth of the milk in her baby bottle on his wrist as he awaited her to realize that there was no excuse she could come up with to delay the inevitable.
“a’cuz!” she exclaimed, lying down on her back and beginning to roll back-n-forth as she giggled.
“Because why?” her Daddy asked, playing along with her stalling game. ‘Because you’ve suddenly developed a case of the wigglies, right before bedtime?”
“Huh-uh,” she said with a smile, twirling her pacifier around in her mouth.
“Is it because you feel you need to watch another cartoon movie?” he asked, grinning at how adorably she was trying to get out of bedtime.
“Huh-uh,” she said with a giggle, rocking side-to-side as she laid on the carpet.
“Then why is it that you can’t go to bed yet?” he asked.
“a’cuz ahm not ready to. Dat’s why,” the BabyGirl answered with sassy confidence.
“Princess,” her Daddy said with a syrupy-sweet voice. “You had your bath already. Daddy dressed you for bed and then we watched Dumbo. Daddy even allowed you to eat chocolate while we watched the movie. Why do you think you’re not ready to go to bed?”
The BabyGirl lifted her feet-n-legs high in the air, showing her Daddy her diapered bottom as well as the reason why she couldn’t go to bed.
“Oh my goodness,” her Daddy said, trying not to gush at her as he knelt alongside her and reached for her diaper bag at the side of the couch. “Princess, you are absolutely correct. You’re not ready to go to bed. Can you do Daddy a favor?”
“What?” she asked, lowering her legs and bottom back down to the carpet and looking up at him.
“Don’t wiggle any more, okay?” he asked with a smile.
The BabyGirl thought about it and realized how this diaper change just might take a bit longer. Then she smiled brightly behind her pacifier.
Oh, how wonderful it was to be little.
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Touch – to the skin, to the mind, to the heart, to the soul.
Perhaps the easiest way to connect with someone is by actually connecting, physically. The skin is covered with receptors (or sensors if you will) that when triggered by touch send messages to the mind and sensations throughout the body.
Those who invite touch, take time in making their skin, their eyes, their hair, their fingertips as appealing to the eye as possible so as to receive that physical attention.
It can be a rough touch – signifying aggression on one’s part. It can be a tender touch – signifying affection drawn from a more subtle and reclusive place.
When I envision the stories I write, I first envision the moments in my life, the moments in past relationships when my hands connected with her body.
Whether if it was a hug from behind as she held up her camera phone and took an endearing picture of us in the mirror.
Whether it was in a full embrace with the sensations derived from the contact of naked skin.
Whether it was my fingertips which I lightly drew down her face, or touching noses or touching eyelashes.
Whether it was a hand on her diapered bottom or a hand on her bare bottom.
Whether it was both hands on her belly, moving down her frame to her inner thighs and to the core of her being.
Whether it was a kiss, an orgasm, a throbbing lust which found a breathy completion.
Touch is at the forefront of any fantasy in one’s cravings, any reality in one’s life, any storyline in one’s mind, any physical moment which beckons a passion that consumes the desires of the heart and the body.
And for as erotic and alluring and envigorating and captivating and surrendering as it can be, in one’s soul its purpose eternally remains quite tender.
Appearing in:
here is a little story about the needs she wanted, the wants she needed and a little pink plastic potty to call her throne.
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Her Dirty Knight in Shining Armor –
Skylar strolled through the park, practically bursting at the seams with excitement. Holding hands with Blake, her feet were skipping steps, just as her heart was skipping beats. And though, she felt the need to pinch herself, she didn’t want to, for fear she would find the end of a dream that seemed quite real. But as she would learn over the next few days, need and want were different things – though one could always lead to the next, easily … very easily.
“Are you sure about this? I mean, are you absolutely sure?” Blake asked, squeezing her hand a few times as they strolled along, Skylar smiling sweetly at his concerns for caution.
She may have been a diaper girl, but she was still a Big Girl, capable of handle things like an adult and capable of making decisions that were tough. Still, it touched her that he fussed over her so. But it wasn’t just his unnecessary concerns that endeared him to her. No, there were a great many things about him that she loved.
He was tall. He was handsome. And when she hugged him, she disappeared inside his arms, the kind of embrace that drew her inside his coat as she clung to him so tightly he could’ve zipped up the front of it with her inside. He had this wonderful smell she just couldn’t breathe in enough of. She swore she could smell him everywhere she went, as if the scent deliberately lingered about – just so she would never get him off her mind. His hands were huge and she felt so small when she locked fingers with him, her wiles igniting as she hoped what they say about a guy with big hands was true. How could it not be true?
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Chelsea Sweet was your average, everyday kind of girl … impulsive, passionate, insecure, positive when she wanted to be, negative when she needed to be, but always honest with herself. There was nothing out of the ordinary about her … except for the fact that she was a mega-superstar and had entered the world of music as the biggest singer to splash onto the scene since that achy breaky daughter.
With two albums that had both very quickly gone platinum, Chelsea had the fame and the fortune. But she also had a secret … a secret that, unfortunately, was about to go viral.
Under the Paparazzi microscope all the time, Chelsea had to live without privacy. As the angel of millions of people’s fantasies, she pursued her own private passions online, remaining anonymous until she met Mason, a guy who made her feel extraordinary.
Then she got outted and her world collapsed around her. She collapsed on the inside and turned to Mason to shield her from a barrage of ridicule.
BabyLove is the story of Chelsea Sweet, a BabyGirl who had everything, lost everything and found a way to climb back to the top of the mountain again, fueled by her Daddy’s constant reminder that:
“When someone knocks you down, you must find the reason to stand back up … Because you either stand for something, or you fall for everything.”
But not even Chelsea could’ve imagined what would happen in the end. And it would be her greatest challenge of all.
Samples: “No More Secrets“ “The Monopoly of a Dirty Mad Lib“ Kindle – PDF Ebook – Smashwords – Kobo
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
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One of the greatest inventions of all time, perhaps even greater than the automobile or the television or the computer, has been the fairy tale. It gives us something to dream about, something to think about, something to write about and something to trust in.
No device is needed to bring a fairy tale to life in our minds, just our imaginations and our fantasies … and maybe a little belief.
But belief can be a tricky thing. It can create turmoil when we discover that others don’t quite see it the way we do.
Taken from:
here is a little story about making a monopoly of things and talking dirty.
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The Monopoly of a Dirty Mad Lib –
In her lifetime, Chelsea had never lost a game of Monopoly and admittedly, was a bit of a tyrant when she played.
“I bet you’ll want to be the little doggy player piece, right?” Mason asked, placing his hands on her scalp and massaging her. “And I bet you’ll want to be the banker as well, right?”
Stuffing the remainder of her lunch sandwich in her mouth, Chelsea smiled again, her brightest one of the day, as she learned how much he actually had remembered. And all this time, she thought he hadn’t picked up on her sometimes-chattery ramblings.
“And I’m also willing to bet that you will want to start out with …,” Mason said, pausing to add a little dramatic effect. “Illinois Avenue, Marvin Gardens and Pennsylvania Avenue. Am I right?”
She nodded, now grinning from ear to ear. Oh, how wonderful he was. And oh, how she was gonna whoop his butt in Monopoly as soon as she got done chomping down on this last bite of sandwich.
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Friday April 11th – Sunday April 13, 2014
in a Hotel near Chicago’s Midway Airport
CAPCon 2014 will redefine ABDL “Conventions” once again.
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Have You Ever Loved A Little?
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Fingers interlocking, palms touching, arms stretched out as you walk along the wooded path, arms held tightly together for a closer, more intimate walk. In the mall, at the grocery store, at home on the couch, at the movies, in the park, at the party, at the toy store and wherever else you hold hands, you are sharing a point of contact where a connection is felt.
The holding of hands is a way of communicating to everyone around (as well as to the two of you) about a sentiment that is shared, a commitment that is made and an emotion which is mutual. For a Daddy and BabyGirl, hand holding can share so many feelings between them and convey so many messages to her.
Merely having her hand held inside his can show possession of her and that he is keeping track of where she is. This can produce those little feelings inside which she adores and craves, almost as if she would state (if she were feeling brave):
“This is my Daddy and I am his BabyGirl and we want everyone to know we are together because he loves me and I love him. And what we have is more important than anything else – each other, our hearts and our lives.”
But hand holding needn’t always be so serious.
For example, the squeezing game when he squeezes her hand and she squeezes back and they keep sending the pulse back and forth.
Or the times when a little impromptu dancing is called for, whether walking on the beach, or walking through the woods, or just simply when the mood strikes – wherever they are.
And of course, the only proper way for a BabyGirl to dance with her Daddy is to be standing on his toes and to be holding his hands.
And all of these connections, all of these experiences and instant memories await their beginning at your fingertips when he says:
“BabyGirl, hold my hand.”
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Taken from:
here is the first of a three-part story about knowing how to keep secrets, but also knowing when it’s time live beyond them.
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No More Secrets –
Have you ever wanted something so badly that you couldn’t stop thinking about it, perhaps beginning to obsess over it beyond the point of want and going directly to need? And when in that state, you realize that, no matter what you do, you can’t have that thing which you need. The reasons may be as simple as location or opportunity or they may be as complicated as having no privacy – especially when you suddenly found yourself in the limelight of all.
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