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Stolen

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

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

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

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

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

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

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

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

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

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

The Dark Age Play Series

The Good Girl Lesson

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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

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(Start with The Bad Girl Lesson)

The Good Girl Lesson –

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

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

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

The game of sensations and emotions was on.

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The Bad Girl Lesson

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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

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The Bad Girl Lesson –

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

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

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Diablo’s Selection

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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

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Diablo’s Selection

Saturday night, 9pm

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

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

There was a reason behind this preferential treatment.

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A Girl Named Love

How far would you go to show someone how much you loved them?  With what sacrifices made and what obstacles overcome … in the name of Love?

This is the story of a girl named Love and Alex, the soul mate she calls her Daddy. In an effort to avoid the heat wave of the year, Love and Alex go on an all-night out-n-about adventure. On this night, they learn things about each other, themselves, the power of the dynamic and about how high her legs can be raised while lying on the back seat of his car.

But what began as a trip to gather some thrills-n-chills on this scorcher of a night becomes so much more than humiliating stops, incredible sex and the dodging of raindrops. And by dawn, Alex and Love will have their dynamic bond tested in a manner that neither of them could’ve possibly imagined.

However, that’s only half the story.

How far would you go to help someone learn to help themselves? How long would you wait before you gave up? Or would you never give up? Would you keep trying and trying until something finally worked? Would anything deter you from reaching that goal? Could anything be more important … when done in the name of Love?

The story continues.  Alex is the only person in her life who never gave up on her. In an effort to avoid another heat wave night, Alex and Love go on another all-night out-n-about adventure. But this time, Alex isn’t just looking for relief from the heat.  He’s also looking to find a way to enable Love to let go of the past while embracing the future.

And yes, on this night, temperatures soar, breath is lost, canals tighten, hearts pound, spines quiver and Love will find a voice she never knew she had.

With a specific course laid out, Alex and Love race against time and against fear, knowing what would be won if all was lost and knowing what would be lost forever if dawn light came to soon.

Combining two retired books, One Hot Night and Another Hot Night, A Girl Named Love is a tale of the human spirit, of sexual extremes pushed to a fevered pitched, of human connections, of the strength that we all possess and of the courage necessary to never give up.

Samples:
Scorcher
Love Was Here

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………………………….. The HodgePodge Series

The Dynamic Story From Sun Up to Sun Down Deja Vu Lucy BabyLove Climax Crimson Snake Eyes The Crinklebury Tales Sad girl holding a teddy bear   
The Dynamic Story
From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience
Johnny and the Princess
Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati
Lucy
BabyLove
Climax
Crimson
Snake Eyes
The Crinklebury Tales
60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader
Forever Young
Acceptance (Forever Young 2)
A Girl Named Love
Storytellers
Layers
Flashback
Last Snow
 

 

Threesome

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

Might this train of thought work within a relationship too?

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

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

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

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

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

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

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

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

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

The Kind of Girl You Bring Home to Meet Your Mother

Zeke and Lily - Her DiaryTaken from:  Zeke and Lily (Book Four): Her Diary

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here is a diary entry Lily made about a very important day when she met her present and her future. This entry is written in Lily’s words.

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The Kind of Girl You Bring Home to Meet Your Mother –

Entry Three – September 12th

Dear Diary,

I just had a most relaxing morning. I really didn’t do much, just hung out here at the house and zoned on the couch. I have a lot on my mind right now. Next week, I got to the doctor again and he will tell me if my treatments are having any effect on the illness I have.

So today, I asked Zeke if he would take me on a trip and make it a surprise. He said he would. So I sat there for a while and tried to guess where he would take me. I heard him talking on his cell phone to someone in the bedroom.

Then he came out with a t-shirt, one of my bras, one of his light blue button down shirts, and a pair of jeans! I was amazed. He never likes me to be in pants, but recently has put me in jeans a couple of times when we’ve gone out. My legs haven’t been covered very much since he brought me home from the hospital. -giggle- I like the way that sounds. 🙂 It makes me feel like his baby.

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The Start of Something Good

Taken from the ABDL Ménage à Trois Romance:

Threesome

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

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The Start of Something Good

Tuesday evening

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then Erica opened the door, Continue Reading …

How’s It Gonna Be?

Taken from the ABDL Ménage à Trois Romance:

Threesome

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

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How’s It Gonna Be

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

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

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

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

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

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Ahh … some day.

On the day The 50 Shades books were reported about on NBC Nightly News, this website saw a one-day spike in traffic that has yet to be even remotely equaled since.

At first, I thought there was some sort of glitch in the WordPress stats feature.  But other less-than-vanilla websites were also reporting record visitations on that day.  So I knew something was up.

Three years later, I went to see the first 50 Shades movie in the theater – something I rarely do anymore … unless it is the latest Sylvester Stallone movie.  As I sat there watching it, I thought about the possibilities of where this all could lead.  And I will admit that my mind went right to The Zeke and Lily Saga. I saw it as a pipe dream, but still contemplated how to take all 10 books in the series (11 now, but at the time, there were only 10) and combine them into 3 or 4 movies.

To just see those words: Zeke & Lily on the screen would have been a thrill unparalleled and likely, never to be paralleled again.  But it might come at a grave cost.

Tell ya what … like me get back to the explanation of that grave cost in a minute.

Unlike a lot of folks, I liked the first movie.  It was extremely watered down, but at the same time, it was watered down enough to give the vanilla masses the ability to swallow it without choking.  When speaking with a friend about it, he disagreed with me – calling it an abomination of BDSM, going so far as to refer to the Shades stories as an abusive relationship and not a representation of BDSM at all.

He would continue on about it, saying how this showed BDSM in a horrible light and how it wasn’t fair to present it in mainstream with such an inaccurate depiction.

I respected his opinion, as he was entitled to have one.  But my reply to him was:

“Throughout the 90s, ABDL was bastardized on talk show after talk show after talk show – from Jerry Springer to Donahue to Montell Williams to Sally Jessy Raphael and so many others.  And not a single one of them took a serious approach to exploring the meaning of age play, instead opting to decorate their stages as a nursery and to allow their audience members to ask insulting and  demeaning questions with intention of poking fun at the subject – as opposed to learning about it and perhaps comprehending its meaning … none of which even once being corrected or redirected by the hosts.

So I understand your pain when I hear you speak of how 50 Shades has misrepresented BDSM.”

But he brought a good point to light, once again.  Everything comes with a cost … a grave cost.  And without the necessary monitoring to keep the subject objective (for lack of a less confusing way to put it), BDSM becomes a way to physically and mentally abuse people and get away with it … and ABDL becomes an organization of diaper freaks with Peter Pan Syndrome who avoid adult responsibilities.

Sounds ugly, doesn’t it? The four letters we have in common have never been given a fair chance in the public eye.  And because of this, we don’t smile fondly on more opportunities when they arise.  But as a community, we protect our own.  And we always will.

Perhaps there are situations when certain ABDLers go at each other.  Sometimes, this is a scuffle, figuratively speaking, between two members of the younger generations.  Sometimes, this is a battle between members of opposing events.  Sometimes, this is a poor exchange between two people who struggle with how to present their opinions. 

But regardless of our reasons for being human, another human condition is to dream.  And dream I do.

Who would have ever believed that we could come as far as we have already?  We have at least three hotel conventions, two of which that are now hotel takeover conventions.  We have massive house parties, regular events and gatherings, more munches and groups and websites than can be counted … and the ability to keep growing – on our terms.

Zeke & Lily – In Theaters Now.

Ahh … some day.

20 Years

I just realized two days ago that I began writing my very first story on January 1st, 1999.  So I’ve been at it for 20 years. 3,679,310 words and 10,502 pages later, I believe I’ve only scratched the surface of what our four-letter common interest can provide us.  And I’m merely one fish in the sea, a member of a school I take pride in being a part of.

That first story was entitled: “The Diapered Female”.  Real creative name, huh? LOL  The story was about a college girl and boy who got together to spend a weekend trying out a fetish that the girl accidentally revealed to him when very drunken at a frat party.

I would post it online and would rewrite it for years as I kept exploring this new thing I had found called ABDL.  Years later, that story would be retitled: “When Fantasy Became Her Reality”.  Nowadays, that story appears in the book: Gabriel & Gina.

But I never believed I would keep writing stories.  Yet, they kept coming to mind and I kept typing them out, next posting a story entitled: “Overnight”.  This would later become book two in The Zeke & Lily Saga series.

Through the paperback-only era and right on into the ebook era, I have poured my heart into what I write.  Through relationships and the eventual massive growth of the ABDL community, I kept writing and writing and writing.

Some of the stories were based on real events in my life.  Others were the product of fantasies.  Others were the requests of people.

From romance to pure-n-innocence to dark BDSM themes – stories of sexuality, humiliation, diapers, spanking, diapers, little headspace, diapers, discipline, correction, bondage, forced regression, submission, relationships, love, hatred, marriage, public outings, medical fetish additives, encounters with zombies, futuristic sci-fi, dream elves, celebrities, fairy tales, diapers, bedtime tales, choose-your-own-adventures, demigods, nymphomaniacs, horror, pet play, Daddies-n-BabyGirls, Mommies-n-BabyBoys, Mommies-n-BabyGirls, babysitters, diapers, apartment scenarios, Lily, Mia, Rose, Penny, Lucy, Aria, Chelsea, Trisha, Dakota, Daisy, a girl named Love, Britney, a girl named Boo, Gina, a girl named Peaches, Sharon Lockett, Gabriel and Zeke …  the journey has been amazing.

I recall days when I would sleep for 6 hours and write for the other 18, nights when I would give up sleeping so I could finish a book by dawn and send it off into the publishing process to meet a specific deadline, conventions I would read the stories at, phone calls when I would read something to a dear sweet angel who was sent down to me from God Almighty at the absolute most-needed moment in my lifetime … and I wouldn’t change a single thing about it, looking back on it all now.

Well … perhaps I would have started sooner.

I thank each and every one of you for having been a part of my journey.  And this website will always be available for you to peruse.

The Everlasting

25 “Humiliations”

The Pictures Stories

The Cravings You Love The Most

25 “Humiliations”

The Pictures Stories

Forever Young

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Samples:
Sealing the Deal
The Waltz of the ButterFlies

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

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………………………….. The HodgePodge Series

The Dynamic Story From Sun Up to Sun Down Deja Vu Lucy BabyLove Climax Crimson Snake Eyes The Crinklebury Tales Sad girl holding a teddy bear   
The Dynamic Story
From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience
Johnny and the Princess
Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati
Lucy
BabyLove
Climax
Crimson
Snake Eyes
The Crinklebury Tales
60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader
Forever Young
Acceptance (Forever Young 2)
A Girl Named Love
Storytellers
Layers
Flashback
Last Snow

 

 

 

The Waltz of the Butterflies

Take from the ABDL romance:

Forever Young

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

The Waltz of the Butterflies

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

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

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

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Sealing the Deal

Take from the ABDL romance:

Forever Young

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

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Sealing the Deal – 

Wednesday, 6pm

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

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

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

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

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

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What Good Things Do …

In what I write, I often use the phrases Dream Come True, Forever and a Day, Fairy Tale Ending, and of course, Happily Ever After.  What I write is fantasy and therefore can always be the perfect story that welcomes one of those phrases at its end.

Real life teaches us that it isn’t as simple as: “Meet, Fall in Love, Kiss, Roll End Credits”.  And the people we gain and lose in our lives sometimes make us numb to continuing our search for the soul mate we believed to have been found.

I once received a friend request on FetLife from someone who had a quote in her profile I had never read before.  It said:

“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they go right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart, so that better things can fall together.” – Marilyn Monroe

In an instant, unexpectedly and perhaps even unintentionally, what you believed to be the truth can change.  And if you’ve felt the sting of vindication, you know what I mean by truly feeling numb.

But the numbness goes away after a while and your head resurfaces above the water.  You’ll still be the wonderful person you were before, but you’ll have been made wiser for the future.

So, I present to you a story ( a short one ) that I wish I could claim ownership of.  It tells a sweet tale about what someone’s heart can feel and how words can sometimes be perceived to mean two different things.

I posted this story before, but I don’t think I could post it in enough places.  And though it doesn’t drive at any ageplay or “Daddy’s Girl Fetish”, I believe it captures the root of the Daddy/BabyGirl dynamic very well.

Beautiful Needs

 A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty.
He said no.

She asked him if he wanted to be with her forever.
He said no.

She then asked him if she were to leave him, would he cry?
He said no.

She had heard enough.
As she walked away, tears streaming down her face, he grabbed her arm and said:

You’re not pretty. You’re Beautiful.
I don’t want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever.
And I wouldn’t cry if you walked away, I’d die.

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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 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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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

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

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

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

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

 

The “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 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 A Good Girl Needed

Taken from the dark age play compilation:
Gratification: Volume Three
Available on: Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

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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Whatever Comes To Mind

Taken from the dark age play compilation:
Gratification: Volume Three
Available on: Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

here is a little story about reading signs, about following instincts and doing … whatever comes to mind.

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Whatever Comes To Mind

Monday, 11:30pm

Maria walked quickly through the brisk night air.  Though it was late April, the night time could still dip the temperatures low.  But she thought the short walk from her house to Annie Bailey’s Pub wouldn’t be so bad, despite the fact that she really wasn’t wearing very much at all.  She was wrong about this.  With any luck, the bartender there would give her a lift home.  He always flirted with her when she stopped in and admittedly, she egged the flirting on.  He was a studly guy, not a muscle-bound gorilla but definitely handsome and his voice always had the ability to make her wet.  Needless to say, Maria had more than just a little crush on him.  Her skimpy outfit was designed to catch his attention the very moment she walked into the pub.

Keeping her arms folded tightly in front of her hardened nipples, she picked up the pace of her strides.  But this only froze her legs that much more.  Short skirts were fun and sexy.  But they did little to keep warmth in.  None of this would matter though, once she got inside the pub.  And she couldn’t have gotten to that front door too soon, opening it and stepping inside.  Shutting the door and standing there for a moment, she closed her eyes and basked in the warmth of the bar room.  It felt like a warm bath on her chilly frame.

Then, opening her eyes, she was surprised to see how dead the pub was.  It was a Monday night.  Wasn’t there baseball or something on TV that always brought jersey-wearing guys out?

Looking over to the bar, she saw her man crush.  Heath was his name and she could feel the first little tingles between legs, along with those wonderful butterflies in her tummy as she took graceful steps over towards him.  He was rearranging liquor bottles on the display shelf, but he saw her approaching in the mirror on the wall.  Smiling handsomely, he turned around – Maria getting to the bar and grabbing the edge of it just in time to prevent her knees from going weak and making her collapse to the floor.  He had this most amazing ability to throw her off balance with a simple gaze in her direction.  Taking a seat, she put her purse on the bar and smiled suggestively at him.  The flirting between them would begin almost immediately, save for one question that was currently puzzling her.

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I Never Really Asked

In all the years that I’ve been an author, I never asked a few simple yet specific questions that I probably should have long before now.  But, being as I am a story teller, I have to set the question up first … of course.  LOL

O negative blood mixes well with all other blood types and because of this, is known as the universal blood type – just like ABDL goes with so many other fetishes.  The Catholic school girl fetish goes well with other fetishes, too.

The sweetest angel to ever crinkle her crawl on this good Earth once suggested that I combine ABDL with MedFet, the medical fetish.  So, I took her advice.  Five ABDL MedFet books later, I’m glad I listened to her.  With the exception of The Zeke and Lily Saga, no other series I write has sold more than the ABDL MedFet books.

While sitting in the movie theater and watching Star Trek: Beyond in the summer of 2016, the idea of futuristic ABDL came to mind.  That fall, I would write The ABDL Sci-Fi Series.

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I once got an email about writing a story of an apartment complex that was just for ABDLers.  This idea came up on an episode of The Big Little Podcast a few years ago.  Out came The ABDL Apartment Series.

95% of what I write is Daddy and BabyGirl in character theme.  But after a few emails that suggested other combinations, I wrote:

The Mommy Grats: Boy Toy Series
The Mommy Grats: Girl Power Series

ABDL Pet Play emerged. 

And because I am a fan of Stephen King, ……… The ABDL Horror Book was written as well as The Voice.

For the sexually ever-charged of the world came The ABDL Nympho Books.

ABDL Zombies was a recent edition in the sorority thriller: The Waddling Dead.

I wrote a book in choose-your-own adventure style called From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience. A book with a multi-couples themes of varying orientations and preferences: 60 Degrees and Down the Crack.

I’ve written from personal experiences and have so many romantic saga series:

        
The Zeke and Lily Saga, The Mia Series, Country Rose, Gabriel and Gina, Climax, Crimson, BabyLove, Johnny and the Princess, Snake Eyes, Déjà Vu, Daddy Issues

A series about forced age regression entitled Full Force.

ABDL and dream elves in Aria and the Countryside.

Bedtime stories – some that are dirty, some that are clean and some that are tangled fairy tales.

I even had a go at Dark Age Play a few times in The Gratification Books.

And there is still so much more to write, a lifetime of topics and themes and storylines to explore.

But I have never asked a few simple but profound questions:

What is it you like in an ABDL story?

What in a storyline compels you to keep reading?

And what story theme would you like to see combined with crinkly endeavors?

 

Zeke and Lily (Book 11): Ten Years Later

Zeke and Lily Williams have enjoyed ten years of marriage.  They’ve started a family and have done the one thing they always promised each other they would do … evolve together through life.

As family responsibilities had long-since become a routine of daily life, they still retained their dynamic bond, but had put it second in importance.  Family came first always, as well it should.

Sometimes, they had merely existed – feeling the dynamic but not being able to act on it.  Other times, they could live life fully – doing what they wanted and being who they wanted.

But now with a week to themselves, kid-free and with the sky being the only limit, Zeke and Lily decide to rekindle the dynamic that first brought them together.

Join Zeke and Lily for this 11th installment of their romantic saga, ten years later, and see what gifts remain after Christmas day.

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

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The Zeke and Lily Literary Universe
Zeke and Lily: Once Upon a Beginning Zeke and Lily: Overnight Zeke and Lily - Making a Memory Zeke and Lily - Her Diary Zeke and Lily - Ever After Zeke and Lily - Dream Catching Zeke and Lily - Resolutions Part One Zeke and Lily - Resolutions Part Two Zeke and Lily - By Summer's End
Zeke and Lily - For A LifeTime 

  Lily     Book 1   Book 2  Book 3 Book 4  Book 5  Book 6   Book 7 Book 8 Book 9 
Book 10 Book 11

Also attached to this series is:

Aria and the CountrySide

Taking place simultaneously with the end of book 6.

The Story of Lucy

Taking place years later.

Climax

Zeke’s cousin finds his Daddy side.

Full Force II: Dream Land

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

The Creole Crawl

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


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

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

   

 

 

The Princess of Infantilum 2

Taken from the ABDL Saga romance:

Zeke and Lily (Book 11): Ten Years Later

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here is an ABDL fairy tale bed time story that would make The Princess Bride blush.


(Start with The Princess of Infantilum 1)

The Princess of Infantilum 2

Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl named Isabella.  She was the Princess of the Kingdom of Infantilum, but she wasn’t just any Princess.  She was an AB Princess because her heart never wanted to leave infancy.  So … she never left infancy.

Isabella had met and married Malcolm, a simple stable boy with a heart of gold who bravely led the charge that saved the Kingdom of Infantilum from an attacking army.  But not only was Malcolm brave.  He was also a natural Daddy at heart.

There was nothing Malcolm wouldn’t do for her.  And there was nothing Isabella wouldn’t do for him.  They were a happy husband and wife, a happy Daddy-n-Babygirl and soon would become King and Queen of Infantilum when her parents stepped down from the throne for her.

Her parents were getting older and it was soon time for them to hand the crowns down.  Isabella was as happy and as free-spirited as ever, but she took the forthcoming responsibilities seriously.  And with a husband who could keep her grounded to Earth while still allowing her to float in the clouds, she would remain the happiest AB Princess in the world – long after she became the Queen of Infantilum.

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