Sorry

I can understand some of the frustration that has occured between my readers and this blog. I do know that I left on without notice or warning. I want to truly thank those who have been understanding and restrained themselves when it came to the comment section. Although I have made a commitment to this site it is not my top priority....
I recently had the death occur of a very close family member. I don't know what to say other than that. When I stopped posting is when they became extremely sick and then recently has followed by thier death. I currently am in no...spirits...to post but I will commence posting after winter break. So please understand I will be back around middle to late January.
I am again sorry for those who I have upset and I hope you understnad better. Thank you all for caring so much about my site. I hope you guys will be back when I restart up in January.

Best Wishes and Wet Diapers
Baby Annie

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.....