ABDL related stories
ABDL, which stands for Adult Baby/Diaper Lover, is a community that embraces a unique lifestyle centered around the comfort and nostalgia of infancy and early childhood. Within this community, crying holds a multifaceted significance, serving as both a form of emotional release and a deeply intimate expression of vulnerability.
For many individuals within the ABDL community, the act of crying while engaging in age regression activities can be a cathartic experience, allowing them to tap into a space of emotional authenticity and connect with their inner child on a profound level.
The tears shed during these moments symbolize a release of pent-up emotions, providing a sense of relief and renewal. Moreover, crying in the context of ABDL play can foster a deep sense of trust and intimacy between partners, as it often signifies a willingness to be emotionally open and transparent with one another.
In this way, tears become not just a physical manifestation of emotion, but also a language through which individuals within the ABDL community communicate their deepest desires, fears, and vulnerabilities, forging bonds that transcend societal norms and embrace the beauty of human connection in all its forms.
The Baby Hotel – Chapter Five Monica entered the nursery room at 7:30 and announced, “Good morning, my precious little babies.” Chrissi was rubbing he sleep from her eyes with her mitten encased hands as Monica came over to her baby crib. Without saying a word, she removed Chrissi’s restraints, and pulled off her Dr. … Read more
The Baby Hotel – Chapter Four Karen removed the feeding tray and helped Marie down. She had her crawl, following out of the dining area and down the hallway. She took Marie to an elevator. Using a series of numbers on a wall pad, Karen placed her hand on a white screen and the elevator … Read more
The Baby Hotel – Chapter One One Monday morning, Marie Nardotti was on her way to the hospital where she worked as a nurse. Taking a key, she locked the door to her house and walked to her car. Selecting a key from her key ring, she unlocked the driver’s door and climbed in. Strapping … Read more
Baby Bloodsucker – Chapter Two Malicia as twilight approached began to regain her faculties. Finally as the sun set behind the horizon she remembered how to walk again. She stood up, her diapers sagged heavily around her hips and started to drip on the floor. She had been infantile for almost twelve hours in that … Read more
Baby Bailey Bruhn – Chapter Twenty-Six – Anxious Times for Berkley It was now the middle of April, and Berkley was finishing up another page of her story, her eyes burning from having spent the majority of the day on the computer, typing away with extreme vigor. She’d been churning out page after page after … Read more
Baby Bailey Bruhn – Chapter Twenty-Two – Berkley’s Birthday Part One It was now early March, and Berkley was excited for her upcoming birthday just a few days away. She knew it was all too likely that she’d receive nothing more than a few more jumpers, some new pacifiers, a blanket, some rubber toys, and … Read more
Baby Bailey Bruhn – Chapter Sixteen – Berkley’s Bad Business It was now the middle of November, and almost three weeks had passed since the visit of Berkley and Bailey’s aunt and uncle. The two had arrived almost a full two hours before Bailey had shown up for supper, and Berkley herself had been there … Read more
Baby Bailey Bruhn – Chapter Eight – Confrontation, Retribution, Satisfaction Bailey woke up on her back, and saw the mobile overhead. She’d been having a pleasant dream in which she was hanging out with her friends, but upon laying eyes on the dangling, pastel-colored ponies, reality whipped back to mind. The room was dark, but … Read more
Baby Bailey Bruhn – Chapter Two “Why do you still wear them?” Berkley asked Bailey one day as they both got ready for school. It was an unusual question, but Bailey had long since gotten over the initial embarrassment of having her younger sister know she still wore diapers at almost eighteen years old. “I…” … Read more
Aunt Vicky It was the last week in june. School was letting out, the air was warm and had the scent of summer all over it. I could not wait for the next couple weeks of freedom I had ahead of me. I just turned 16 a few monthes before, I had nothing but boys,gossip … Read more