Results are in!

Just so you guys know the results for the most recent poll was tabulated with a total vote count of 225 votes! Thank you for all of you who voted in my poll. I really appriciate your input. The results are as follows.

Baby Annie Will:
Wear 2 diapers during the day and three diapers at night the whole weekend.
She must both wet and mess in her diapers.
When in the apartment she is only allowed to wer diapers and she will be taking a laxative
during the weekend.
She will be wearing a diaper that is visable under her schoolgirl costume to any Halloween
parties she may attend.


Once I finish my stories from my last diaper experience which should either be later tonight or tomorrow then I will resume stories either Sunday night or Monday. So, if you don't see any posts during the weekend don't worry, I will be back!!

I would aslo like to thank those of you who voted on behalf of my ratings and those who gave suggestions. By far the most common response was to have pictrues added to my site...I am taking that to heart and even though I am not sure how many people would appricate it yet I am still looking into it. I cannot make any guarentees when it will start or even if it will ever start but I wll start looking into it and considering it more.

Thank you again everyone!

Thoughts

Third post today, over-doing it a little? This actually has nothing to do with my weekend stories but rather I am asking for a little help....

I have found and am very appriciative that some have posted my link on their site or a site they know. However, one site has a rating system. This is dpf for all of you who did not know. Well I know there are only two votes on this site (http://www.abyclub.com/cgi-bin/aby/makepage2.pl?which=2) but the average of the two has brought my site rating to a 2.5... thats a fair site, one and a half steps away from poor.

So, what I am looking for from you guys is some input. I want you to all like my site and I want to improve it. So please leave comments on what you would like to see, or like to see less of. All comments are welcome. If you do not feel comfortable posting a comment I am always open for emails at college__kink@hotmail.com . I am really looking to do better job. Thanks for your help!!

The Party

We arrived at the party which had barely started. It was at a good friends house and we said we owuld come over to help drunk-proof the house. For those of you that do not know what that means..it involved hiding anything small and breakable, sharp and dangerous, or valuable. Taking all these items and putting them in the locked bedrooms. Also, getting plenty of trashcans and all sorts of various activites. Finally, the kegs came out. It ended up being one wild party once it finally started. I was pretty gone by the time the party was at the highest point. I was also very wet! I don't know if it's just me or not but beer seems to go straight through me.

Although I wasn't worried about my diaper, Daddy sure was. Since it was a party there was nothing wrong with backing me up against a wall and feeling me up. He just happened to feel if I was wet or not also. Some of the girls were aslo questioning me about how I didn't have to use the bathroom yet. They of course had and had also known about how long I have been there. I assured them I just had a good bladder and then started laughing.

One of the embarassing aspect of the party happened around the middle fo the party. I happen to be very...friendly when I am drunk. Daddy knows this and of course he gets a little jeleous if I am not "friendly" with him...he is still ok with it. It is only flirting with a little touching...not exchange of sexual acts. So there was this one guy there who I was having a good time with and he was a real fun guy to talk to. As I flirting and touching his chest he looked nervously over at John. I assured him it was ok and John was a nice guy. This exchange continued on for a little until as he was getting more and more playful...he took a smack at my butt....and all that was heard was a THUD. I was pretty intoxicated and just kinda stared with my mouth wide open, he looked very confused and started to ask questions. Not knowing what to say I just stayed quiet. That's when he went to grab my butt to get a better feel....Luckily Daddy came up quickly and informed the guy that it would NOT be approiate to touch his girlfriends butt.

I felt so lucky to have Daddy there. If he hadn't been there the guy might have had the chance to explore in more depth. That could have been even more embarassing. Nothing else like that happened the rest of the night. By the end of the night my three diapers were sure near their limit. Apparently Daddy gave me a diaper change as soon as I got home...but I don't remember it. I just know that I slept like a rock that night. I am not sure if I went in my sleep or if I woke up and just don't remember....but I sure woke up with a wet diaper in the morning as well.....

Partying

So like I said I really did not expect to go partying. It was kinda weighing on my mind. When Daddy stopped at McDonalds to get me a Happy Meal my thoughts were put aside for a moment. I was consumed with having the perfect size meal and a TOY to go with it. It was fun and Daddy sure enjoyed me playing with the toy. He really couldn't stop laughing! Then we packed everything up and headed back to our apartment.

Daddy took me to his bedroom and once again brought out the diapers. I saw he had three in his hand and started to protest! It was not yet time for me to wear three diapers! I still had a good hour left with only two on. He however was very calm and rational:

"Now Baby would you prefer me to change you at the party?"

I sulked back down and let Daddy have his way. He started to tickle my tummy and it got me to smile again. Even though I didn't want to, I didn't want to be smiling and wearing three diapers at a college party! He took a lot of care while changing me. Taking the cold wipe over my sensitive skin sent chills down my body. Noticing this he took extra care to warm up the baby oil before applying it to my skin. Gently he carassed me skin ever so softly. He generously applied the powder. Rubbing it into places that it sure felt good. I really wished he wouldnt stop. Then teasing me he touched inside my lips:

"Looks like Baby is a little wet and I haven't put the new diapers on!"

I begged and pleaded for him not to encase me in the diapers once again. But he gave me hope implying if I was good tonight and used my diapers at the party like I was suspose to that maybe he would help me. I sure hoped so, it was for sure but it was better than no hope at all. So I waddled off to my room, very horny and slightly hopeful. As I opened up my closet to look and see what clothes I should wear I came across a realization....

My party clothes are made to make me looks sexy...and they are all tight! John wanted to leave within the half hour so I had to do some quick thinking. First decision was to wear a nice pair of jeans instead of black pants. Then I found the perfect shirt. It really looks like a piece of lingerie, but its not. Nice spaghetti staps, silky material , blue with lacy trim on the top and bottom. The length cam over my butt! This was perfect it would help conceal some suspicions. I threw on a pair of high heals and we were out the door. Daddy didn't plan on drinking too much so he volunteered to drive so his Baby wouldn't have to walk.

Trouble With Computers

Sorry for the Delay but I will have another post up tonight. Sorry to keep you guys waiting so long I hope your not too upset! I think this is the last of my computer problems so ...let's hope!

COSI!

As soon as I got out of the bath Daddy had a nice warm towel to wrap me in. The he went to take me to his room where he had all the stuff to diaper me layed out. After a very heated diapering Daddy revealed a surprise for me. He was going to take me to COSI! COSI is a fun science learning center for kids of all ages. It is hard to explain in any written paragraph. Imagine a huge building filled with science experiments that are all hands on. It is an amazing place and if you are ever in Ohio I recommend going to it. I am not sure if they have them in other states...they might. If your curious about this any more than I have already described you can check out thier website at www.cosi.org

So there I was, riding in my boyfriends car with two diapers on going for a fun filled day. Once the car started moving Daddy pulled against the seatbelt to lock me in. He likes to call this his makeshift carseat, since it really keeps me still and in one place. After an enjoyable ride we arrived at COSI and were ready to start our adventure. For all of you who have been at COSI there is some experiments that are geared toward older kids, and other at little kids....guess where Daddy took me. It was a lot of fun. He took me to see some live shows and it was jsut a great time. Then about halfway through the day as we were walking down a busy hallway Daddy just looks at me and says "Baby, is your diaper wet?" I just stared with my mouth wide open. I didn't know what to say. I hear a kid about 5 giggle and some other people gave me funny looks. I coulda died right then and there! I quietly told him no I haven't wet yet and that I was fine.

That little realization made me evaluate my situation a little more. I was more away of the soft, gentle rubbing of my diapers as I walked. The sweet slight scent of baby powder that was surely in abundance. I was in bliss. then I had to pee. I, by now, was getting very used to peeing in public. So, of course I jsut let it go. However, one small problem. Daddy forgot to cut a slit on the bottom of my diaper. So since it wasn't able to leak through to the diaper...a slight bit leaked out. As soon as Daddy told me this I of course rushed to the bathroom. Where he proceeded to laugh at me and my post-haste speed. I soon realized it was nothing to fret about. Yes there was the tinest of buldges in my hips, not enough anyone would notice who wasn't an ab or dl. Yes, there was also a spot on my pants however, since it was so small and given the nature of most peoples rational, I highly doubted anyone would think twice about it. I relaxed and let out a little more pee.

We continued to walk around for another few hours chatting and enjoying the experiments. Daddy indulged in any childish activity I wished to participate in. Then it was time to wrap things up and go home. We had plenty of post football game patying to do after dinner so we needed to get back. Boy, I really sis not expect to go out partying...in diapers....

Tidbits

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Saturday Morning

So I woke up Saturday morning with a real need to pee and sinceI figured Daddy wouldn't be asleep to much longer...I just let it go. Releasing all the pressure that had built up there felt amazing. Soon, the time passed and it was getting later and later. I had been up since about 8 waiting for Daddy to get up but he was still sleeping at 9. That's an hour in a wet diaper!! I was starting to get antsy and started to try to wake Daddy up but he grumbled something that I think was another language and then rolled over....I tried to go back to sleep myself but I really wanted to go outside and play or maybe even go shopping! So I did the only thing a baby can do, I started to cry and complain. Daddy was startled by this sudden outbusrt and jumped awake. Luckly Daddy understands his baby and is never upset when things like this happen. He actually started to laugh at me. He slowly started to wake up and got out of bed.

"Come on baby, we'll get you breakfast first then change you later."

I guess he was right. I was only a little wet and I was well protected so I followed him to the kitchen where he proceeded to prepare me some oatmeal for breakfast. When it was done he sat down at the table next to me with his bowl and mine and took a bite of his. When I tried to take a bite of mine he insisted it was a little too hot and that baby should let it cool so it doesn't hurt her. Then he picked up my spoon and started to feed me my oatmeal. I was a little embarassed at first. After a while I was getting used to it. I did not have a bib or anything on so Daddy was careful to make sure nothing go to messy. When we were both finished with breakfast Daddy took me into the living room to watch some cartoons while he cleaned up. About a half hour later it started to happen....I had to poop.

I was very nervous. I didn't know what to think to what to do. Mess myself? Could I? My eyes darted toward the bathroom then back at the television a few times. When Daddy Came in he noticed my discomfort and started to smile.

"Baby gonna be a good girl and mess for Daddy?"

I glared at him. I didn't know what I wanted to do. I knew Daddy would be sad if he didn't get to see me do the deed he would be waiting for. So I decided to go for it. I truly had never been more embarassed in my life. I wanted to go hide somewhere in a hole or cover myself with blanket or something. Anything! I proceeded to crouch and get in a position where I could actually get some to come out. I couldn't seem to while sitting down and I didn't want to get all messy anyways. Finally it came out. It took me long enough to relax. It is not as easy as it sounds. It is really hard to go in a diaper!! However as soon as I finished I looked up at Daddy who was now laughing histarically. Then...he pushed me down!! I fell right on my butt and everything when squish!!

"Daddy, that was NOT funny!!!"
"Oh yes it was Baby!"

The smell was pretty bad and we both agreed a diaper change was probably the best thing for both of us. When he helped me up he had me lead the way to his room and rubbed my butt just so I could feel it squich again. I did , however, have my revenge. Daddy was the one who had to clean me up. The easiest thing we decided was for me to take a bath. So there daddy went off to prepare me a nice warm bubble bath.

When I got to the bathroom he dropped my diaper into a waiting trash bag. Then he helped me into the bathtub. He gave me some soap crayons and a few other toys and let me play a little. I enjoyed myself but before long playtime was over. Then Daddy came back in to wash me. I won't go into too much detail but let me tell you that I was by far the cleanest I have ever been after that bath!

The Store

Daddy, with a big grin on his evil face opened the car door for me and we were off to the nearest store. I sat that, half laughing at Daddy teasing me, half- very nervous. I couldn't imagine anything more embarassing then going to buy diapers while wearing diapers!! So we got to the nearest store. It was dark outside but not late enough for the store to be dead. There were plenty of people walking around. Trying to kill time I took Daddy to other things we really needed ( ie. icecream). Before long he was getting frustrated with my procrastination and gave me a sharp swat on the butt to get his point. This sharp swat, which gave a loud thudding sound, didn't hurt but I did not want to make a scene so I complied. I took my basket full of goods to a few isles over... where the diapers were located. I quickly grabbed a pack and headed out. Only using a basket ( not a good idea) it was easy for people to see exactly what I was carrying. I swear I saw people give me strange looks. I am a young girl and it is not common that you see such a girl carrying such a thing. The cashier was very nice and did not even look twice but I felt so insecure with my butt buldging as it was.

Finally the experience was over. I our bags were getting packed when all of a sudden...I had to wet myself. Goodness, I couldn't hold it, I had so much to drink at dinner. Daddy was paying at the checkout when he noticed me get into my stance. Legs slightly apart, trying very hard to relax. I was going in a store!! I waddled out of the store, trying to hurry Daddy who was walking unusually slow. I was now wet, tired, embarassed, and a little cranky. I really didn't want to wet my bedtime diapers, I knew Daddy wouldn't change them till the morning. He has always tried to let me get a diaper rash, it never works. I never wet too much at one time and wear really absorbant diapers so I just haven't. I am curious though at what it would be like, I hear though it's not very pleasant. (Please post a comment if you have every experienced a diaper rash and weather it was terrible or not so bad) So we got home and he took me in his arms and started to cuddle with me for a little. He wanted to cheer his baby up. He got me some juice and animal crackers and we sat and talked for a little. I would wet once more before it was time to retire. That time however, I was able to savor the warmth surrounding me and just sit and relax. But before long it was time for him to go to work. He works crazy hours and it leaves me alone during some nights. he insisted it was baby's bedtime and would have no fussing about it. Which, trust me, I tried. As soon as I did though I was in one clean sweep taken over his knee and smacked about ten times on my diapered butt. Eventhough I had three diapers on I could still feel a slight sting and the embarassment alone had me begging for release. So I was brought to bed and stripped down naked. Where Daddy had a little fun. He started playing with my boobs and saying what a beautiful girl I was. I liked all the attention and the way he touch me. He started rubbing the front of my diaper and we were soon kissing on my bed. It was really getting in the heat of the moment when he pulled out my pjs....I was sexually frustrated once again with no release.

He left for a few minutes and came back with a bottle full of warm milk. He obviously wanted to help something occur a little faster since I hadn't messed myself yet. I laid there never feeling more babyish in my life. Being bottle fed by your boyfriend is really one of the things on the top of my list. So as soon as I was finished he took me up and tried to brup me. I was outraged and tried to push away...he however was strong so I wasn't able to. Realizing he wasn't going to stop until I gave him what he wanted I tried and evetually gave in. He prasied me for being such a good baby and then tucked me in. He plopped me pacifier in my mouth, rubbed the front of my diaper and then left. I was asleep in no time.

I was out and didn't even realize when he came home. However, the next day was the most interesting of all. I finally had what he had been waiting for.....

More Weekend Stories

Finally Daddy made his way home. Boy was I happy to see him. I waddled out to meet him by the front door wear a baggy tshirt, jeans, and of course my sodden diaper. By now the diaper had expanded in size and it was clearly visable underneath all of my clothes. Daddy started laughing at me. "Does Baby need a diaper change?" I blushed and lowered my head as I nodded it. "Ok Baby let me put my stuff down then we can get you in a nice clean diaper." Daddy said ( with a little too much excitement). He then scooped me up and took me to his room. He proceeded to go to the closet and get out the necessary objects ( baby powder, 2 diapers, wipes....)

When he untaped me he mentioned that I still hadn't had a bowel movement yet. This isn't uncommon, I usually only have to everyother day. I knew however, that he was waiting to see how embarassed I would get when it finally did happen. So he quickly made a transaction of taking the old diapers from under my and replacing the new ones. Then he took the wipes to clean me off. He was terrible. He knew how horny I was yet he wanted to make sure I was "completely clean". The coolness of the wipes against my hot skin was almost too much. Then he powdered me making sure to rub it in. However, he did not allow me to savor this very long. I guess he thought baby felt enough pleasure so he abruptly stopped and taped me up nice and tight. Sexually frustrated I lay there on the floor. I was completely at his whims...it was unfair!

I kept reminding myself that it was my decision to start this blog and to possible keep me incased in diapers for a full weekend. It was my choice. Yet, I still wanted him to give me something more. I dashed that thought from my mind. It was dinner time and Daddy wanted my help in cooking dinner. I was to be his little helper tonight.

So for a while nothing truly interesting happened. Each of us talked about our days. I told him many of the stories that I am telling you now. He was really interested in how I liked my situation. I was doing alright, pretty happy thatI didn't have to eat baby food like one of my possible outcomes. It was chicken and veggies babyfood....ick! I was not looking forward to that. I had never tasted formula before so that didn't effect me. However, the spanking I was suspose to ask him for was making my stomach go in knots....but thats another story.

So after dinner and we started cleaning up Daddy brought something to my attention. We were running low on diapers. I knew what he was getting at the minute he said that. I also knew how evil his mind was. It was almost night time which ment night time diapers....and he was planning on going out in public. Evil, evil mind. I was silently cursing him in my head. He was right though, we actually only had 2 left. Not even enough for my day tomorrow.

I glared at Daddy and he took down my jeans to add an extra diaper on. 3 diapers in public??? I was so nervous and not ready to do this. He was more than ready and never been more excited. I don't know how I looked, I was too afraid to look in the mirror....I just walked out to his car in the dark parking lot......



More to come later....

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Home Sweet Home

To continue with my weekend stories....

By the time I got home it was early afternoon. Not too much to be said about that. Daddy and my classes differ slightly so we only had a little time together before he had to go to class himself. Since my diaper wasn't too wet he decided not to worry about it just yet. I also had not had a bowel movement yet ( lucky for me!!) and Daddy was teasing my about that.

However, since I stayed up late the night before Daddy took me into my room to take a nap. Slowly undressing me so all I was left in was a diaper. Embarassed as I was I wanted to just jump and hide under the covers. Daddy would have none of it. He made me stand there while he talked to me about what time he'd be home. Then finally ending my embarassment he tucked me in and set my alarm.

I was grateful to get some extra sleep. I never seem to be able to get enough. The just before he left for classes he came back in. I tried to act as if I was already asleep instead of contemplating my situation. Then all of a sudden I felt a little nudge by my mouth. I was slightly shock so I gasped and then opened my eyes to see him inserting a pacifier into my mouth. Of course I gladly accepted. I love being babied and little things that like give me comfort. So I drifted off to dreamland.

When my alarm went off it was just about time for daddy to come home. He also has a small load of classes on Friday as well. However, I really had to pee. I figured that there is no use in even thinking about going to the bathroom. If Daddy ever found out he would be VERY mad and my punishment would not be fun at all. So I went, and filled up my diaper just about to it's limit. Then I realized something....Daddy wouldn't be home for another hour. It was one of those things that he told me before he tucked me in. So as the warmth was surrounding me once again I began to regret not having a little more resistance. I plopped back down and felt a familiar squish, it made me giggle.

I tried to concentrate on some homework but when you're as horny as I was with no sign of relief, it's kinda hard. So I studied for a little then read some stories online and pretty much counted the minutes till Daddy is suspose to come home....

One Ticket OSU vs. Indiana

My boyfriend is here at OSU with me as many of you know. To make a long story somewhat short. He loves the football team and was planning on going to Indiana University (Memorial Stadium) to watch OSU play Indiana. However, things fell through and he is now stuck with a 45 dollar ticket that he cannot use.
It is an amazing seat around the south 45 yard line, row 1 , section 101, seat 101. This is for Saturday October 22. Please if you know anyone who wants this or even if you do feel free to email me or leave a comment. Please be serious when doing so. Thanks!

Don't Forget

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School Daze

I know that many of you are curious about my day at school. The thing is, and it is very lucky for me, Friday is my short day. I only have 2 hours of class over the span of 3 hours. I k now most of you are wishing that it was my longest day, but don't worry I have plenty of stories even if they aren't in class. But to get on with the school day....

Once I started walking to my building I could feel the diaper taking it's sweet pleasure in rubbing me as I walk. I have said it before and I'll say it again, Johnny sure knows how to diaper a girl. Funny thing is I am the first thing he's ever diapered in his life. But the way he does it always makes the diaper feel just right, also that I could never forget I was wearing it. So as I walked I swear people must have noticed. The little inaudible sound of crinkling, the slight buldge....I knew no one noticed. However, I couldn't help feeling as if they did. I took my seat, close to the front. I tend to stay awake the closer I am to the front of the class. Then I sat pondering for the next 48 minutes about my diaper. I couldn't believe what I have gotten myself into. I also couldn't believe how horny I was and how horny I was getting just from thinking about my situation. I shifted around in my seat, feeling the soft pillow that surrounded me. It felt wonderful and I was in bliss. But before I knew it the class was over, so much for paying attention.

Since I have about an hour before my next class I decided to head over to the science and engineering library to get a little studying done. I went up to the 3 floor (it's quite there and I like to have my own table) and took a seat by the window. Just as soon as I got all of my things sprawled out....I realized I was in need to use the potty. So, I made my way to stand up and almost started packing up my things (you don't leave valuables like textbooks just by themselves, people steal things) until I realized....I don't have to go to the bathroom. Not only do I not have to go to the bathroom but I also can NOT go to the bathroom. It hit me like a ton of bricks that I must use my diaper. I sat back down and was in a state of shock. I was deprived of a simple adult room that even children over the age of 2 use. Wow...then I started to panic.....I didn't pack an extra diaper! I wasn't going to be able to get changed until I got home!! man, was I in a sticky place. Wearing two diapers and only drinking a small glass of juice before class, I wasn't too worried about leaking. I was worried about sitting in my diaper during class. Like I said before I have never worn a diaper for more than a couple of hours.

I sat there and contemplated my situation. No one was around it was a Friday and still early for that matter. I was getting more and more desperate as time went on. So I decided why delay what will eventually come. I tried to go, but it is harder than you think when you are nervous and a little scared. I tried everything but it just wouldn't come out. Finally I just tried to relax as much as I possibly could and then it came. I swear it sounded as if a dam had broken and the water could be heard through the echo of the entire building. Obviously that is not true, but it was loud. I just let the warmth surround me. It felt good, and my bladder no longer ached. One part of me was still aching for the attention that it never recieved. I scooted my butt around on the chair to possible relieve some pressure that has been built up there. Then I realized what time it was...I needed to head over to my next class.

The nice warmth I had in my diaper soon chilled down as the outside was very cool this day. I walked to my class and the feeling of a weight hanging from my hips made me smile. I quickly go to my class and took a seat. WhenI sat down a felt a small squish. Just a reminder that I was a baby this weekend and am not adult enough to use the potty like other big people. I blushed, I was embarassing my self. I lifted my butt up the tinest bit and then aquished down again. It was fun.

Just becasue I was having fun doesn't mean I still wasn't worried. Trust me I was. My hand was checking the back of my pants every 5 minutes to feel if anything was showing. The people behing me must have thought I really love touching my butt or something. However, I was enjoying myself. And before long my torture in public (for now) was done. So I hopped on my bike and made my way back to my apartment.

As soon as I got inside Daddy was there to greet me with a huge hug. Then he started laughing uncontrolably. My pants slid down during my bike ride exposing about a 1 inch strip of diaper. Not to much that any normal bystander ( I think...and hope) would notice but still enough for me to be mortified!!! Then that started our evening together!

I'll write more later so keep checking back!

New Links

I just updated my link list so feel free to check any of the amazing sites out. I am not fully done yet, I have added the ones I frequent the most often but there are plenty of ABDL sites that I have not added yet. Give me some time and they will be all listed.

Also, if one of those sites listed is your site and you do not wish me to put is as a link please contact me through my email and as soon as I recieve your message I will be sure to remove the link.

I hope you all enjoy!

Fetish

So this is not part of my weekend stories but rather just a little tidbit about myself. I feel that one of the answers on my poll deserves some explanation. The mashed Potatoes in diaper. See, I know most people just thinking that messing is the best thing and can't really understand why I put that there. So I will explain a little. Ever sinceI can remember I have had a slight food fetish. Not with eating it or anything but rather being messy with it. I know it may not be some of your kinks but it is just something I have always been interested in. The problem with this is thatIhave never actually done anything with it. I always mean to, the thought turns me on but I am a bit of a chicken. So that is why it is on there. It is embarassing, mushy, does not smell like poop ( so it can easily be used in public), and it is quite a turn on. I just thought I would clear some things up for some of my readers who don't understnad the subsitute of mashed squishy potatoes for poop. Anybody else like this? Or have any thoughts about this?

First Story

So there I was, on my back in my boyfriends bed. My pants and panties were off and he was heading to the closet. I knew what he was getting, it WAS the begining of my sentance. I had been sentanced by my readers to a full weekend in diapers. Many things were running through my head including the fact that I was excited. I don't know why, I was also scared to death, I have never worn diapers for more than a few hours. I looked at my underwear on the floor. The satin feeling would never grace my sensitive lips for 3 days! Then he came in carrying 2 diapers, it was the day time. Taking his time he slowly prepared the scene. Bringing out the baby oil and powder so I can easily see them in view, taking away my panties and putting them with his things. Very effective in making me feel that I was no longer a grown up, no longer a big girl.

Bringing the diapers into plain view he told me to be good and up my hips. He slowly slid the diapers underneath me allowing my rosy cheeks to feel the soft case I was about to be enclosed in. I was not able to get the thought of a whole weekend in diapers out of my head, my lips started to drip in anticipation. Johnny started to chuckle at this. "What's wrong baby?" He's say as he gently touched my sweet spot. Teasing me, tempting me, he knows just what to do to get me going. I arch my hips slightly to greet his welcome touches. Then he stops abruptly. "Baby is only a baby and needs to be wearing a diaper." he says with an evil grin. Then he grabs the oil and rubs it into my skin, making sure to only grace the enlarged spots. Leaving me wanting more and knowing how much he is teasing me. Then taking the powder and making sure to really rub it in. This was torture! I knew he wouldn't give me any pleasure, I was a baby and that is not what babies want. But I wanted it so bad. Then just as slowly as he started he brought this to an end. Making sure to take his time to tape me up in my disposable chastity device.

Then he left the room for a minute to get my clothes for school. I was running late as it was. He brought in this pair of jeans that hugs my skin tightly but is too large in the waist so they tend to fall down a bit. I started to protest but he would have none of it. He helped me dress bringing the pants all the way up. There was a buldge, but luckly he allowed me to wear a hoodie since it was a cool day. He patted my butt rather roughly and stated "Baby better get to class so her little diapered butt isnt late." Then he made me drink a glass of juice and watched me leave on my bike. I was so horny the rubbing of the diaper as I peddled and the pressure of the seat was doing its job on me! It felt like it took forever to get to campus but it was really only a few minutes. I quickly pull my jeans up as soon as I dismounted from the bike. They were starting to sag a little. Hoping nothing was peeking out I just continues as if nothing happened, ready to start my day of classes.

Stay tuned more to come!!

New Poll

Here it is guys a brand new poll!! Please enjoy and only vote once! I also added three questions just since you guys have been so pacient thanks again!

http://www.misterpoll.com/118883849.html

Long Time No Post

Hi guys! I know you all must be wondering what happened so I am going to explain quickly. I haven't been able to use my computer very much since my last post because my computer contracted a worm. 445 files were infected and it really wasn't a fun time to fix. However, the good news is that I am back and here to stay. I'll make up my hiatus to you all by adding a special question in my next poll. The new poll, by the way will be up later tonight. Don't worry I'll post a link. Then starting tomorrow you should be getting plenty of fun stories about my dipaered adventures and oh boy were they adventures. So thanks for being so pacient I really appriciate it!

A Little Burnt

First I have to say that I am shocked. As of right now there are 73 votes, I think that's amazing. Thank you for voting and reading my site! I am just floored at how many votes I have from under a week. Keep voting for those of you who have not voted yet, the deadline is still October 6th.

On a note about my current life, I was tanning for the past couple of days for a big event comming up. Yes, I know tanning is bad and I really shouldn't but in my defense I have only gone tanning before 4 big event including this one. Not that much considering my age. I usually only do it becasue I have akward tan lines and I have to wear a strappy dress. This time it happened to be a farmers tan from my summer job. It truly looked like I was wearing tan gloves with my dress. Anyways, to get on with the point, I went tanning for two days, Thursday was my third day.

On Thursday I knew I shouldn't go, I was the tiniest bit pink from my last visit and I knew the chances were very good that I could get burnt this time. I even told my boyfriend about this (there was a mistake and we will get to it in a little). Well, after tanning on Thursday guess what happened....I was burnt, pretty bad. My back was sore and hurt and NOTHING could touch it without pain. This did not please my boyfriend, John. Then I insisted that I needed to go tanning on Friday cuz that was the day of the big event. I was just so focused on getting rid of these darn tan lines that I lost track of how important it would be to be comfrotable on the day.

So the next day I did not go tanning. It's a good thing and I am sure almost all of you agree. However, my "punishment" was to wear two diapers as I continued on some errands that needed to be done. So, he took me in my room, laid me down on my bed and proceeded to powder me. Slowly and gently rubbing the powder into my skin, getting to very sensitive parts then..."You've got to remember Annie, your being punished". Then locked me up in a bulky chastity device and pulling up my athletic pants. when I looked in the mirror to see the damage there sure was little bulges in places they shouldn't be and..they slightly showed through. I started to protest but John insisted that we had no time and told me to keep my shirt untucked as we went out in public. I was humiliated. I felt everyone could tell by the way I walked what my secret was. He knows how to diaper me just right so that I feel every move. It was a long time before I was able to take it off. I do not think anyone noticed but, I would have if I was the onlooker...that's just me. Luckily he did not make me wear the diapers to the big event. That would have been terrible! I wouldn't have been able to relax all night.

So there's my story of the past day and part of the reason why I didn't post. I was so embarassed I can't imagine having to go any more than that in public! Or even wetting in public!! Next weekend, whatever my fate, should be interesting.