#cg/l story

[maddiethedog2]

Nanny the Purple Kangaroo

"Oh, sweetie, your pull-up is absolutely soaked. I thought you told Daddy you were going to use the potty today?" Your boyfriend said as he squeezed the soggy padding between your legs.

You could fear the tears forming in your eyes as he looked at you with that all to familiar mix of disappointment and frustration in his eyes.

You were an adult. You shouldn't be struggling to keep your pants dry.

"It's not my fault, Daddy!" You cried, "I tried to go potty, but Nanny locked the bathroom door!"

Nanny, your 'imaginary' friend who took the form of a giant, purple, cartoon kangaroo, grinned at you from her normal spot right behind your boyfriend, obviously laughing at your predicament.

"Your imaginary friend again? Baby, I don't know what is worse, that you can't keep your pants dry like an adult or that you try to blame your accidents on a fake kangaroo!"

Exasperation flooded your boyfriend's tone as he opened the door to the bathroom.

"See, it's unlocked."

Tears of frustration poured down your face, making the cheeks on your face as wet as those on your bottom as Nanny made ridiculous faces at you as she danced around in victory.

"But, I'm telling the truth! She's right there!" You stomp your foot and point. Your boyfriend looks, but sees nothing, just like he always does.

He turns back to you in resignation as he places a hand on your shoulder.

"Baby, I think it's time we gave up on potty training for now. If you can't even take responsibility for your own accidents, you're clearly not mature enough to be out of diapers."

With those words, you fell to the ground, landing on the soggy padding of your pull up and threw a tantrum for the first time since you were a toddler.

As you screamed and cried, all you could focus on was that fucking purple kangaroo whose triumphant look told you that she would make sure you stayed in diapers for years to come.

*Authors Note: I'm considering writing more of a series or collection of potential longer stories involving Nanny the Kangaroo. Would people be interested in that?*

[maddiethedogstories]

Her Own Worst Enemy

This is my entry into yet another writing competition with @baby-erica and @destinedfordiapers. Go vote for who made their target the blushiest here!

Erica absolutely adored Mads. He was tall, strong, handsome, and dominant.

Every word he spoke felt like an order. It sent shivers of pleasure down her spine to comply to his ever whim.

That's why she wasn't surprised when one night, after particularly amazing sex, Mads disclosed to her that he was domming another woman online. He told her that the other woman's name was Eri, the Erica's nickname as a child, that she was Erica's age, and that she got off on being Mads' pathetic, diapered, little cuckquean.

Mads told Erica that he spoke to Eri like a child. He ordered her to wear and use diapers. He also told her about all of Mads and Erica's sexual escapades, taunting Eri's face with details of sexual encounters that she would never have.

As Mads explained his relationship with Eri, Erica's pussy started to throb. She couldn't help but start rubbing herself. The idea of some pathetic women rubbing her pissy diaper to the thought of Erica's wild sex set her slit on fire. She felt like a porn star in all of the best ways.

"Um, Mads?" Erica asked her boyfriend coyly as he watched her pleasure herself to the thought of domming another woman, "Do you, uhhhh, think I could help you… mmmm… tease Eri…. gah… too?"

Mads grinned, crawling onto the bed next to Erica and replacing her hand with his own.

"I thought you'd never ask," he responded as his fingers darted into Erica's wet lips, bringing her to a quick, yet marvelous orgasm.

Over the next few months, Erica took an active role in domming poor little Eri. Although Mads never let Erica see or speak to Eri herself, Erica constantly teased Eri via video.

Erica recorded herself riding Mads, Mads taking her from behind, sucking Mads off, and Mads sucking on her tits. She memorialized each sexual encounter with her dream man, as she taunted and teased the diapered woman on the other side of the camera.

"Mmm, Eri, I bet you wish were being filled up with Daddy's cock like me, instead of filling your pants like a fucking baby!"

"Oh, Eri, don't you wish you got to suck Daddy's big, hard cock like me, rather than just that silly little paci?"

"Mmm, Eri, if you had big girl tits like me, maybe Daddy would want to… Mmm…suck yours instead of… fuck, Mads…. mine. To bad you're nothing but a silly baby… fuck… not a… mmm… real woman like me."

"Fuck… Eri, if you weren't so pathetic…. ghhhh… you might be bouncing on Daddy's cock… ffff… like me…. gah… instead of bouncing in your loaded…. fuck… pampers."

Each message Erica recorded got progressively meaner and more degrading. Mads urged Erica's sadism at each turn, begging her to be more ruthless in her naughty recordings as time passed. Mads swore that Little Eri was begging to be degraded and talked down to more with each passing day.

Erica loved it. The power, Eri's humiliation, the mind-blowing sex, it was all so intoxicating.

However, as time passed, Erica found herself wanting to become more involved in Eri's submission. She began to press Mads to meet, or, at the very least, to speak with the other woman.

Each time she broached the subject, however, Mads denied her.

"Eri is shy."

"Eri isn't ready to meet you."

"Eri is too embarrassed to introduce herself yet."

Time after time, Erica's requests to meet Eri were shut down.

That was until, one day, Mads finally relented.

"Erica, you're right, it's probably time you met Eri," Mads said with a sigh as he lied naked in bed next to Erica after a particularly wild love-making session, "but, to meet Eri, you need to understand her situation better first."

Erica swallowed nervously at Mads' last statement. She didn't like the sound of that.

"What do you mean, 'understand her situation better?'" She asked hesitantly.

Mads smiled. "Well, sweetie, before you can meet Eri in person, you need to spend some time in her booties first. If you agree to spend some time in the nursery, I'll arrange for you to meet Eri."

Erica turned on her side and shuddered in both pleasure and fear.

She had never seen the inside of attached to her boyfriend's master bedroom. The nursery always locked, and Mads never let her inside when she asked. She had wanted to see the inside of that room for months now, but not in the way Mads was suggesting it would happen now.

"Like," Erica licked her lips nervously, "Really spend time in the nursery?"

Mads responded quickly, "Yes, baby. ~Really~ spend time in the nursery. I've thought about it, and you can't truly meet Eri until you experience her life a little."

Seeing Mads' determination, Erica knew she had no other options if she ever wanted to meet her boyfriend's diapered pet. So, reluctantly, she agreed to spend some time in the nursery.

The next morning, Erica found herself stripped naked and led into the babyish . Her eyes grew wide as she took in the giant baby furniture, adorned with cuffs and straps meant to detain any unwilling occupants.

Mads led Erica by the hand to a giant changing table and lifted her up on to it with ease.

"Let's get a diaper on that tushy," Mads said, popping a pacifier into Erica's mouth before she could protest.

Erica's cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment as she was expertly lotioned, powdered, and diapered by her boyfriend. In fact, Erica was so embarrassed, she didn't notice Mads slip a suppository up her backside as he taped her into the infantile garment.

"Now, let's complete the look."

Mads helped Erica down from the changing table and immediately began to dress her in a onesie that, somehow, fit her perfectly. He then grabbed some ribbon and quickly tied her hair into two neat pigtails on either side of her head.

"Perfect!" Mads announced as he tied the second bow in Erica's hair, "You look adorable!"

Nervously sucking the pacifier she was given, Erica demurely let herself be lead to the crib and restrained inside with both wrist and ankle cuffs.

"Some time strapped in the crib will really let you know what it feels like to be Eri," Mads said, kissing Erica's forehead.

Erica blushed, wishing this would be over quickly, while at the same time beginning to feel a burning sense of pleasure growing within herself from the humiliation.

As she laid in the crib, Erica noticed a strange object covered by a cloth hanging from the ceiling spanning the length of the crib. The woman was unable to determine what it was. Erica also noticed a large television hanging on a wall nearby.

"Ok, baby, I'm going to let you get settled. Don't worry, Daddy will be back soon," Mads said, leaving the room.

With Mads gone, the suppository inside of Erica worked quickly. The small woman began to thrash in the crib futilely before ultimately giving in and loading her diaper for the first time as an adult.

Erica was softly crying as Mads walked back into the room. Erica was both humiliated and incredibly aroused by the horrifying situation.

"What's wrong, baby? Did somebody make a stinky?"

The mocking made Erica sob harder as Mads walked over and caressed her cheek.

"Hush, baby, I know what will make you feel better. I think it's time you meet Baby Eri!"

Erica watched in horror as Mads pulled the cloth off the object hanging above the crib, revealing a full length mirror. Erica stared at herself, hair in pigtails, strapped into a crib, sucking a pacifier, wearing nothing but a onesie and messy diaper. A horrible realization dawned on her.

"Erica, meet Baby Eri!" Mads said cheerily, "I think you're going to find you have a lot in common!"

Erica turned her head to the side as she heard the television click on.

"I'm going to leave and let you get to know each other. Have fun!" Mads said as he pressed play on the remote and left the room.

Erica, or Baby Eri as she had now become, couldn't help but release a small stream of urine into her thirsty padding as she saw her own face fill the large screen.

Soft panting filled the air before Eri heard her own voice ring out.

"Mmm, Eri, I bet you wish were being filled up with Daddy's cock like me, instead of filling your pants like a fucking baby."

Eri's pussy throbbed in pleasure as she realized what was happening. Not only had she become a diapered cuckquen, but, she was being cucked by herself.

Even worse, Eri thought as she tried to free her hands from the cribs cuffs so she could rub the front of her messy diaper, she couldn't deny this is what she really wanted: To be nothing more than Mads' pathetic diapered plaything.

[poutybratt420]

Got my gamer pants on and loading...

[adurathelittle]

Storm in a teacup ☕️

Hi, it me, Adura! I’m a shy little thing who asks alotta questions, but I don’t always know what to say otherwise.

Biologically 30+, psychologically smallie most of the time, and I’m a lifestyle little. My Papa makes my world go ‘round, n I adore him beyond all reason.

I wanna be a good girl but I don’t always get it right, cause I’m just a little peanut n I’m still learning.

My main hobbies are collecting hobbies and organizing them. I love arts and crafts, fine arts, digital art….life is art, so I guess I love that too 🩷

I’m always trying to grow: up, as a person, as a submissive, as a kinky little girl. I love to explore.

Do you wanna be friends?

[littlespace-imagines]

Homicidal Liu / sully with a little s/o who is extremely tired and sleepy like there room is all blankets and there love for a stuffed animal is crazy headcanons please and thank you I love your work ♡

Pairing: CG!Homicidal Liu/ Sully x little!reader

Contains: established relationship, fluff, sleepy and cozy story, stuffies, super soft and cute

**Ageregression and Littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**

Liu couldn't help but admit your soft, sleepy, and cozy nature was the polar opposite he needed.

He wasn't used to taking care of anything, with him being Jeff's younger brother

I personally think Jeff and Liu made up later in life which is why even Jeff has noticed the good impact you've had on his brother

Liu loves buying you new blankets and stuffed animals for your room

Liu is super understanding of your love to sleep, wether itss just because you like sleep or are mentally/chronically ill and need more rest than the average person

he also will happily help you decorate and make it the softest little room

once Liu finds out about your little space he insists on you not hiding your littlespace or little gear

He will probably install some of those string lights or something in your bedroom so you don't have to use any harsh light in your bedroom

Liu will also get one of those movie projectors and watch all your favorite little movies with you as the two of you cuddle

This man ADORES buying (or stealing) you cute pjs

He also always makes sure that you wear a bonnet to bed if you need one so that way your hair is protected

Liu also has his camera roll full of pictures of you sleeping, all cuddled up with a stuffed animal and your favorite paci and he looks at them when he misses you on mission

Goes out of his way to buy you candles and lotions and other stuff to help you relax

[maddiethedog2]

Nanny's Candy Bowl

Your stomach growled as you sat on the floor of your living room, wearing nothing but a messy diaper and the pumpkin onesie that Daddy, your former boyfriend, had dubbed your 'Halloween costume.'

Months had passed since the appearance of Nanny, the imaginary purple kangaroo, and over that time you had found yourself slowly punished and regressed by you boyfriend. Nanny's shenanigans had lead you to be found in embarrassing situation after embarrassing situation. Each time, your boyfriend-turned-Daddy caught you, you found yet another privilege taken away from you.

It had been months since your cute little tushy had last felt the cool porcelain of the potty. You haven't been allowed to touch any 'adult' furniture for weeks, given fears you might leak.

Worst of all though, last week, Daddy banned big kid food. For the last week, you had eaten nothing but purees and baby bottles of milk. Not only was being fed baby food and bottle fed like an infant demeaning, but, you missed all of the wonderful flavors and textures of actual food.

But, today, you had put that out of your mind. It was Halloween, and you were determined to be the best baby possible for Daddy. He had hinted that if you were a good little one for the entire night, he might consider giving you back a few big kid privileges. You were ecstatic.

At least you were until Nanny bounced into the room out of no where.

"Hi there my stinky little baby!" Nanny said with her all-too-familiar sing-song tone, "It sounds like someone has a rumbly little tummy!"

Your face turned bright red, but you did your best to ignore your nightmare of an imaginary friend. You picked up one of your stuffies and twisted on your messy bottom, turning your back on the purple kangaroo.

Nanny wouldn't be so easily deterred.

"Someone's grumpy! Is it because you're so hungry? Nanny can fix that."

You turned your head over your shoulder to look at Nanny suspiciously. She was right, you were hungry. But, history had told you that everything Nanny offered was too good to be true.

When you saw Nanny, however, your eyes almost bulged out of your head as drool started to leak down your chin. In her soft, purple paws, was a big bowl nearly overflowing with candy. You subconsciously turned your body back towards Nanny.

"That's right baby, Nanny has candy!"

She bounced over to you and placed the bowl right between your legs.

"This will fill that empty little tum-tum up!" Nanny said, rubbing your tummy softly.

As if her touch was magic, suddenly your appetite was insatiable. Combined with the lack of adult food over the last week, you couldn't resist digging into the bowl of chocolate and pulling out a fist full of candy.

Just 5 minute later, Daddy walked into the room and shook his head in disappointment.

You blushed again, the red hue of your cheeks barely visible under the chocolate smeared all over your face and lips. Your hands were covered with chocolate as well. The bowl in front of you was empty, except for wrappers. And Nanny? Well, Nanny was no where to be seen.

"Seriously, you ate all of the Halloween candy? Now what are we supposed to give trick-or-treaters?" Daddy asked rhetorically, as he walked over and plucked the empty bowl from between your legs.

"Daddy, it's not my fault, Nanny gave me the..." You tried to explain.

Daddy was hearing nothing of it.

"Nanny gave me the candy bowl. Nanny won't let me go potty. Nanny made me make cummies humping the fucking couch," Daddy responded, anger boiling in his tone. "Enough, baby, enough! Nanny is a fucking imaginary kangaroo. Nanny can't make you do anything. I'm tired of you trying to blame a fucking kangaroo for all of your problems."

"But..." You tried to interject before being cut off.

"No buts, except maybe your messy one. I've clearly been coddling you too much. It's time you take responsibility for your own actions. Tonight, you are going to explain to every trick-or-treater we get why we don't have candy for them, in exactly the outfit you are wearing right now," Daddy lectured. "You can tell them all how much of a big baby you are."

You swallowed nervously, wanting to protest, but, before you could muster the words, the doorbell rang.

"Perfect, that must be our first trick-or-treater."

You watched as Daddy walked over to the door, opened it up, and laughed.

"Oh, this is perfect! Happy Halloween!"

You didn't like the sound of Daddy's laugh.

"Get over here, baby. Please come explain to this kind person why we don't have candy," Daddy commanded.

Reluctantly, you pushed yourself off of your messy bottom and waddled to the door, still covered in chocolate. When you looked past Daddy, you couldn't believe your eyes. Nanny was standing in the doorframe, holding a pillowcase in front of her.

"Nanny?" You stuttered out.

The purple kangaroo just smiled, "Nanny? Oh sweetie, you must have me confused with someone else. Although it looks," the kangaroo--or person dressed like a kangaroo--sniffed and continued, "and smells like you need one!"

You blushed again, moving to hide behind Daddy. He pushed you forward, not letting you escape your fate.

"Tell the nice lady why we don't have chocolate, baby," Daddy ordered.

You looked at your feet and took a deep breath, steeling yourself for the humiliating admission.

"I'm sorry we don't have candy, I ate it all like a big baby," you reluctantly admitted.

You felt a soft paw reach out and ruffle your hair. You looked up into the eyes of the kangaroo and suddenly became more than certain you were looking at Nanny.

"That's alright, sweetie, babies can't help themselves, can they?" Nanny said with a conspiratorial wink. "Happy Halloween, Little One!"

"Happy Halloween!" Daddy responded as he moved to shut the door and Nanny began to bounce away.

You melted into the floor in a puddle and pressed your chocolate stained hands to your face as you started to cry.

You were certain you had started Halloween with more than your fair share of both treats and tricks.

It was going to be a long night.

[nguyenfinity]

Dear Producers,

The second half of Heartbeat! Revival: Honey-Dipped Summer Rain has begun!

The full event story will be available to read here.

I think you get the drill by now

Card template is from fourleafprince on twt!  

[maddiethedogstories]

The Birthday - An Interlude - Halloween

"Mommy says when you get scared, you forget your potty training," a soft feminine voice whispered in my ear.

"Mommy says Halloween makes you a scaredy cat, ready to jump at the tiniest spooky or scary thing," the voice continued.

I moaned in my half-asleep state, wondering what was going on, and beginning to feel a deep anxiety form in the pit of my stomach.

"Mommy says that she is the only one who can console you when you get scared."

At the third strange command, I opened my eyes and the reality of what was happening hit me. I was greeted by my wife's grinning face.

"Mommy, please, no!" I said exasperated as Melody gave me a soft, motherly kiss to my forehead.

"Good morning, baby. Happy Halloween!" is all she said as she ignored my futile protest.

It had been nearly six months since the fateful weekend where my wife had discovered my AB/DL kink and treated me to a birthday weekend of both my dreams and nightmares.

Since that weekend, very little had actually changed in my life. Melody had lifted most of the hypnotic triggers she had implanted in me (although I was still forced to refer to her as Mommy, exclusively). She almost never used her 'Mommy says' trigger against me, only reminding me of it if I got "too big for my britches" as she liked to put it.

The only major change is that my little hobby as an AB/DL smut author had become a little more complicated. Melody still allowed me to write my 'little stories' as she liked to put it, but I was no longer the final arbiter of what got posted.

Mommy made me show her each and every story I wrote, and she decided whether it was good enough and 'appropriate' enough to get posted. She also made me make a post apologizing for the treatment of the female characters in my story and explain her newly assumed role of Mommy-editor-in-chief.

My reputation as a big and a dom took a drastic hit. But, over the course of a few months, things settled back down and we settled into comfortable dynamic and rhythm.

That was, until I woke up to my wife's new commands this morning.

"Mommy, please, what did I do? I've been a good boy! You can't do this to me!"

I hated how whiney and small I sounded pleading with my wife like this, but I had long since had my pride beaten out of me.

"Halloween is my favorite holiday! If I can't control myself when I'm scared, if I get scared easily, if I need you to calm me down, I'll… I'll… I'll…"

I couldn't finish my sentence as I realized that, in the early morning hour, the room was still dark. I noticed shadows dancing around the corners of the room and suddenly, a pang of terror, raced through me.

I felt my sheets grow warm and wet beneath me as I let out a panicked cry.

"Mommy!"

I dove for my wife's arms, horrified and desperate for her, the only person I could see as my protector, to help me.

She laughed softly as she pulled me into her arms, and I felt my rational mind retake control.

"Aw, is my little baby afraid of the dark? And," I feel her pat my wet butt, "did you have a little accident! Let Mommy help make it all better."

I whined as she got out of bed and turned on the light, subconsciously rebelling against the lose of the comfort being held by her provided.

As the light turned on, a feeling of relief washed over me as the phantoms in the corners of the room dematerialized. At the same time, I blushed as the light revealed the shameful puddle I had just made in the bed.

"Mommy, please, Halloween is my favorite, you can't make me, force me, let me… I can't be this," I pleaded as Melody walked over to inspect the damage to our bed.

She reached over and brushed her fingers lightly on my cheek as she responded to my pleas.

"Oh, my precious little pants-piddler, you and I both know that Mommy can and will make you be whatever I want," She bent over, making eye contact with me as she showed off her ample cleavage, "And today, I want you to be Mommy's perfect little scaredy-cat toddler."

I groaned, knowing there was absolutely nothing I could do to resist Melody's power over me.

"Ok, Mommy," I responded, defeated.

"Perfect, now, let's get you diapered up before some little ghoul or goblin scares you again, and you make another mess."

I just sighed and laid on my back as I waited for Melody to diaper me so the worst Halloween of my life could begin in earnest.

[littlebabydollie]

I can't wait for me and mommy's cross country roadtrip at the end of this month!!! she says she's gonna keep me padded the whole time 🫣 I'm so nervous because I've never been padded for a whole week OR in a car for such a long drive... But mommy said she didn't want me having any accidents in her new car and I can't argue with that 😇💕🍼

[poutybratt420]

went on a lil' adventure today w/ daddy! we got to see a beautiful waterfall and I of course flashed daddy with my diaper.

want to see more? check out here

[liquidchocolatecake]

currently captive audience to a knock down drag out fight in my brain between desire to respect the wishes of the creator and not look for anyone redistributing the comic and god i fucking miss wonderlab i miss wonderlab so much you have no idea i want wonderlab back so bad

[xena-abdl]

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[maddiethedog2]

The Marathon

Your caregiver decides they want to train for a marathon to get in better shape. They invite you to train with them. You happily accept, excited they want to do something so big with you for once.

The next day, you get dressed in your best fitness gear, including the thinest pull-up you have, so it won't interfere with your gait.

When you step outside, your caregiver, who is standing next to a large running stroller, laughs.

"Oh, sweetie? Did you think you were running with me? No! I just figured you'd love the long stroller rides. Plus, the extra weight will make the running even better for me!"

They then walk over and pull back the waistband of your athletic shorts.

"Oh, baby! These won't due! It's a long ride, and I don't want to stop for changies!"

Fifteen minutes later, rather than running next to your partner in your tight fitting active wear, your strapped into a stroller next to your favorite stuffie dressed in your thickest diaper with a childish onesie. Your grumpily sucking a huge bottle of milk as the gentle rocking of the stroller lulls you to sleep.

In just three short months, your caregiver finishes the marathon in the best shape they've ever been. Countless miles of running while pushing you in a stroller paying off.

In contrast, you feel softer and weaker than you ever have. Despite traversing the same miles on the road as your caregiver, you've spent them fully restrained, napping in a soggy and often messy diaper.

Despite that, you couldn't help feel a sense of pride as, after your caregiver hoisted you out of your stroller and onto their hip at the end of the race, a woman places a finisher's medal around your neck as well for, "Being such a good little baby for the whole race."

[alittlebabypandagirl]

Spank away the big bad.

cw - ABDL, erotic spanking, polyamory

Emma made light steps across the polished hardwood floor, making her way through the familiar hallways of her home. The afternoon light filtered through the large windows, and the apartment seemed enveloped in a sphere of quiet. The outside word was muffled, the pleasant hum of the dishwasher seemed like a distant drone. She approached the door and carefully opened it, slowly swinging it on the hushed hinges.

The room was dark, the blinds closed to keep the sun away. But the ceiling was filled with stars in explosions of kaleidoscope colors, purple, blue, pink, all coming from a projector on a dresser near the door. There were long shelves around the room, all tidied with books and baskets filled with colorful toys. And in the center was a large bed, plush and pillowy, with several stuffed animals and pillows lining the edges. It was sunk in shallow bars to keep the precious bundle in the center safe. Emma quietly approached to peer inside the bed.

There she saw her little one, Nova, tangled up in the blankets as she sprawled across the bed. Her soft curls of red hair barely concealing her pale face, but Emma could see her sweet button nose, and her long eyelashes closed against her still-pink, tear stained cheeks. Emma gently reached down and stoked her hair, tucking the long strands behind her cute little ear so she could see her darling sleeping girl. Emma's heart swelled.

It was nice to have this moment of peace right after so much chaos earlier in the afternoon when Liam went to put her down for her nap. She had a tantrum at lunch, frustrated that she couldn't feed herself. Nova was still struggling with a few aspects of her new position, where she had an eager Mommy and Daddy there, ready to love and support her. Emma did her best as a Mommy, and she tried to calm Nova, tried to help her express her emotions. But, that only seemed to escalate it, and Liam stepped in with the dominant force that even Emma responded to, a spark of electricity going straight between her legs when he put on that voice of authority. Nova also responded to it, but they both knew she was too far into the tantrum, and what she needed was some more hands on discipline.

So, Liam picked her up from her chair, her face already red and filled with tears. He pulled her up, keeping her close to his strong shoulder as she kicked her legs and tried squirmed away. He took her to her bedroom, and laid her down on her changing table to undress her and remove her slightly soggy diaper over her loud unintelligible cries. Emma stood in the corner and watched as he picked her back up, completely naked and took her to a plush arm chair. He sat down and put her on his lap while she continued to cry, only now realizing what was going to happen. She tried to hide her face as she cried, her chest heaving with her heavy breaths, her perky breasts exposing her hard, pink nipples. Emma imagined the arousal she must be feeling, knowing her Daddy is about to spank her.

Liam stayed calm, and pulled her hands down from her face, gently coaxing her to calm down as her rubbed her back.

"It's okay, baby girl," he said softly. "I know you're upset, but we can't have those outbursts. It's not a constructive way to express our feelings. Okay?"

She nodded, her breath starting to slow down, her bright blue eyes fixed on her Daddy's face.

"Daddy is going to spank you now," he said calmly. "Not because you're a bad girl, because you are not. You are my sweet little baby. But I bet a good hard spanking will help you get all those big, bad feelings out."

Tears began to pour down her red face again, Liam bending down and pressing his forehead against hers. Emma's heart broke for her, because she understood those feelings. And she wished she could make the process of dealing with them any amount easier for this woman she loved. But Liam was an expert at it, so she left it in his hands.

Liam kissed Nova's forehead and helped her gently into position over his lap, pivoting her legs so that they draped either side of his leg, his knee pressing up against her exposed intimacy. Her round perfect ass cheeks were on display with Liam's knee opening up her legs enough to see just a glimpse of her pink pussy lips. Emma kept her eyes on their girl as he raised his hand up and landed a firm, hard slap on her bouncing ass cheek with a resounding crack.

He started slowly, letting each slap really sink into her skin, her yelps soft and muffled by the back of the armchair. Her cries became more pronounced as he ramped up, spanking her faster and faster until he was raining quick painful strikes all over the pale parts of her round bottom. She wailed out long cries, gripping the edge of the chair, and twisting her legs around his calf to keep herself from kicking from the pain. He showed no resistance, keeping a strong rhythm, as her backside went from pale, to pink, and now turning a bright shade of red.

Emma felt her lust encroach on her, bathed in the sense of authority her husband exuded and the beauty of her little taking it. Their energies overwhelmed her, sending a tingle down her spine right to a burning need between her legs. She imagined all the times she was over Liam's lap, being spanked red with tears down her face. And she relished in the look on Nova's face as she whipped her head back, her hair spiraling down her shoulders and tears running down her cheeks to her extended throat. Emma wanted nothing more than to press Nova's lips against her own, cupping her adorable face in her hands and just drink all of her in.

Liam kept spanking her, using a hand to encourage her to grind against his knee as he did. She shivered, her cries mixed with moans as he pushed her to orgasm through the pain of his slapping hand. She arched her back, her hips bucking as he held her down against his knee and continued to slap the seat spot on her ass until she slumped against him, her breath heaving again.

Liam caught Emma's eye, he licked his lips and grinned, running and hand in his hair before taking a deep breath. He reached down again and began to run his hands up and down her sore, burning cheeks. She whimpered softly, her needy clit likely on fire with sensitivity as she softly rocked her hips against him. He continued rubbing her burning cheeks before moving his fingers down between her legs, his eyes never leaving Emma's.

"What happened here," he said with a smile. He ran his fingers up and down her slick lips, the sound filling the room. He pulled his hand away and helped Nova back up, gingerly sitting her up onto his lap again. Her soft curls a wild mess down her back as she leaned against his chest.

"Do you feel better?" he asked.

She nodded, reaching up to kiss his neck softly. "Yes, Daddy. Thank you."

Emma cleared her throat, her cheeks about as pink as Nova's, her body electric with desire, but she tamped it down. "Why don't you get her ready for her nap, honey," Emma said.

Liam nodded, stroking Nova's hair, softly brushing fingers against her still damp cheek. Emma could barely pry her eyes against the wet spot on Liam's knee as he tended to their baby girl. He was so good at the aftercare part, gently rocking her, and keep her snug against his chest. Emma didn't want to impose herself in the middle of it. So, she sighed and turned away towards the door of the bedroom.

"Mommy," Nova's little voice came through before Emma could leave. She turned to see her girl looking up at her from her Daddy's arms.

"I'm sorry I yelled," she said and Emma felt her heart swell again.

"I know, sweetie," Emma said. "I know those feelings are hard. I'm just happy that you have Daddy to help you sort through them sometimes."

"And Mommy," Liam said. "Mommy is here for you too."

"I know," Nova said before closing her eyes against Liam's chest, snuggling into his strong arms.

Emma left them to their aftercare routine. Liam came to find her in their bedroom afterwards, where Emma was busily attending to that growing need with her vibrator clutched in her hand. Liam smirked at her, taking a beat to soak in the sight of his horny wife before pouncing and savagely fucking her until she was a quivering whimpering mess. Then it was time for her aftercare it seemed, and she spent the rest of the afternoon in a warm bath, in a daze of pleasure and large emotions.

And now there she stood, still dazed in the calm of the explosive afternoon, brushing the hair off her little one's sleeping face, her lips slack around a pacifier and her arms clutched around a squishy stuffed animal. Emma felt another wave of those large emotions as her eyes welled. She never imagined she could love two people this much.

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Thanks for reading! I'm a disabled diaper girl who likes to write ABDL scenes and stories. If you'd like to help support me, check out this link where I'm raising funds for my wheelchair.

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No fear

[Cross Guild poster has Crocodile's name written in blue which would match Sanji (while Buggy is "red" like Luffy and Mihawk green like Zoro) and people have been speculating for ages that CG and the Strawhats are gonna fight and Crocodile will fight Sanji and shit's gonna get awkward if/when Sanji finds out Crocodile is trans especially if he somehow gets detransitioned]

One Extreme Fear