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Subject: "Grow UP already" a short film - by: shy_d

Fri, 24 May 2013 10:24:03 +0000

soo this film was made a year or so ago how ever its only resonantly been released as of april 30th and only curresntly only available online, so im told.
Description
A short film about growing up for the woman you love. Taken a little bit farther than even Judd Apatow could have imagined. Starring Johnny Simmons, Odette Annable, Jim O'Heir, Frances Fisher, and Ethan Suplee
Plot outline
After being dumped by his girlfriend Winnie, Andy Mott is determined to win her back -- the only problem is, he's got a LOT of growing up to do.

soo what do you think of it, just from the trailer?

Subject: i'm writing a book - by: Daddysgirlamy

Thu, 23 May 2013 16:24:12 +0000

hello all im not sure where this belongs but i'm writing a short story its fit for Daddys the read to thier littles a few of the characters are taken from my favorite Shakespeare play a midsummer nights dream. if anyone is interested once i get it edited and made all pretty i will post a copy of it in the forums for all to read i hope you will all enjoy it! i just finished chapter one today it will take my a little while to finish it so please be patient with me please!!!!!

Subject: how do you deal with feeling little? - by: Daddysgirlamy

Tue, 21 May 2013 14:41:25 +0000

"waves shyly" hai everyone..i just thought i'de post this here since im not sure where it belongs, im kinda wrestling with myself internally.. you see i've been stuck in my little headspace for a few days now and its comfy but im not sure how to express myself... i'm sorta new to ageplay and its exciting and wonderful and it makes me so happy but my problem is, is well... how do you go about expressing the feelings you have when your little? i just wish there were words to use to explain the wild and unknown feelings i'm having, any advice would be awesome..

and to top it all off im not just a little.. im also a petgirl so i guess that makes it even more complicated... can anyone help me?

Subject: Hi becky here - by: Becky

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:19:26 +0000

Hi friends i an becky i am little girl age8 i looking 4 friends an a mum or dad i been wearing girl thing 4afew yearsci hav 2 full real school unifrom 1eltham hill girls school 1welling school i feel like a big girl in then

Subject: idea's on making this site more active :) - by: bertiebassett

Tue, 21 May 2013 08:22:21 +0000

hi all

over the last month or so that iv been here more recently iv noticed that although we have a fair few members, that do pop in regulary. very few stay and actually participate, either in the forum here or chat.

looks to me that most just look in the door, scan the place then leave, not sure why though?

so i thought id ask everyone on here what they thought? what makes you come here and participate whilst others just browse? got any ideas to help ppl join in?

i do realise that many 'littles' are shy but im sure its not just that.

plese respond if you've got any thoughts on the matter at all

thank you

bertie

Subject: things to do with other littles - by: shy_d

Sun, 19 May 2013 13:38:36 +0000

Sooo if you has another little/ab to play with what kind of things would you want to do togthers????
Glue shapes onto paper?? Make sock puppets??? Go hunting for treasure?? what would you want to get up to???

Subject: AB Playgroup – Hampshire – 18th May - by: ABJane

Mon, 13 May 2013 10:28:42 +0000

18th May
1.30pm to 5pm
Farnborough, Hampshire
£20

Do you ever miss the days when you didn’t have any worries? The days when you could get covered in paint and mud and know someone would think you looked so cute? When you felt protected and had nothing but boundless energy and fun?

Well that is what New Grange Manor Pre-Prep School is about. It is for adults who wish to regress to an age of between 3-7 where every day was fun and you still had milk time and nap times after charging about for hours pretending to be a plane or a princess. Where you wear nappies because you are almost potty trained but sometimes not quite there or where you proud that you are now clever/old enough to go to the toilet alone.

Well if you fancy some good old fun such as Storytime, building bricks, playing with toys, sharing games with your friends and painting then NGM Pre-Prep is the place for you! It will be structured so that you have tables of activities to choose from ensuring you are never bored. Both boys and girls will love what we have planned!

There will be dummies and nappies available for you to buy to use at the event. There will be both nannies and male carers there to look after you and change you if you wish. We will not be using physical punishments at this pre-school but you may get corner time if you are naughty! If you haven’t gathered already – I (ABJane) will be the other side of the changing table at this event and there as a NANNY!

I welcome you to our real time pre-prep school. I hope to see many of you there!

Please email Miss Livingstone for the precise location: miss.livingstone AT yahoo.co.uk

Subject: What Happens Under the Stars Stays Under the Stars - by: zorrodaddy

Sat, 11 May 2013 01:58:06 +0000

Taken from: The Mia Series: Book Seven, here is a story about finally sharing secrets we never should’ve kept and about submitting to what we’ve wanted all along.

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What Happens Under the Stars Stays Under the Stars –

Mia gazed up at the stars, brilliantly displayed above Fetterman’s Park just outside the town limits, but more importantly – away from the street lamps that kept their dazzling sparkle hidden from her earlier. Wrapped in her baby blanket and leaning back on Eric chest, she nursed from her baby bottle as he kept his arms and legs around her. Her face beamed with the memories of her visits to him last summer when he brought her to this very park, climbed up on the hood of his car and cradled her just as he was doing now. Stargazing was something she often did from her nursery window when she spent the night in her crib. And being as the night sky was clearest on cold nights without cloud cover, Eric had positioned her crib right in front of the window. But nothing could capture stargazing more fully than when at the park, with the Heavens spread out across the sky.

“Do you see the unicorn up there?” Eric whispered.

She nodded, not even looking. It wasn’t about seeing the objects he would mention. It was more about finding a way not to laugh at how ridiculous his examples would become.

“Do you see the cart on the 17^th hole of the Augusta National Golf Course?” he asked as she nodded slowly, biting the nipple of her bottle and concentrating hard on finishing it before one of his statements made her laugh.

“Do you see the juggler on the end of the pier at Rehoboth Beach with the yellow hat and the green socks?” Eric asked, keeping a straight face.

Mia nodded again, but snorted a bit afterwards. He was likely to say anything and there was no predicting what would come next.

“Do you see the purple rhinoceros running the decathlon against the blue mongoose, the orangutan with eczema and the stool pigeon that looks like it’s having an attack of vapor lock?” Eric asked as Mia finished her bottle, turned over and rested against his chest.

She nodded, burying her face in his chest to hide her forthcoming laughter. Eric patted her back as she snuggled herself tightly inside the baby blanket.

“Of course, I guess the rhinoceros and mongoose could also have gas since they turned purple and blue,” Eric remarked as she laughed into his chest. “Sweetheart, that’s not very nice to laugh at them.”

She laughed again through her small burps, turning herself back around to face the sky above them again. She was nearing a full outburst of laughter.

“Do you see the twin sisters playing Frisbee golf against Deion Sanders and Michael Irvin?” Eric asked, pointing to the sky this time as Mia instantly nodded, biting her lower lip. “That doesn’t like a fair match up at all, does it?”

Mia shook her head no.

“Do you see the guy with the funny-looking fez hat, pouring the stale popcorn into the dumpster?” Eric asked as Mia just kept nodding. “Well, I’m glad you can see all these things because I can’t see any of them, but I know they’re up there somewhere.”

Mia finally let loose and burst out into laughter. And what made it funnier was how he kept a straight face through it all. It was easier to make her laugh when she was bit tired. And it was getting close to midnight. Usually, by now, she was fast asleep. But even if they were at home, she wouldn’t be able to sleep just then. What she really wanted to do was dream and she was finding her dreams in life these days more than at night. Wrapped in that baby blanket and stripped down to nothing but her diaper, she was regressing and dreaming with open eyes. Perhaps that was what the true definition luck - taking her dreams from sleep and presenting them to her when awake.

But laughter soon turned her thoughts to their engagement and to her need to meet the risks she never had the courage to face before.

“I have a confession to make,” Mia said with a soft, small tone.

“Oh? And what secret is that?” Eric asked gently.

“I used to fantasize about someone controlling me like you do,” Mia answered, shrinking her shoulders up as tummyflies danced their waltz inside her.

Memories could be quite powerful for her. She didn’t just remember what happened, but she fully recalled how she felt when those memories were made.

“But I really believed I’d never tell anyone because I thought they’d judge me as being weird,” Mia answered in reflection of bygone feelings. “So I put those fantasies in the back of my mind and didn’t think about them anymore … until the night I met you”

“I have a confession to make, too,” Eric said as Mia nestled back against him shifting her hips and crinkling into a more comfortable position. “I remember you had submissive written all over your face that first night you walked into that bar,” Eric answered, slipping his hand inside her blanket, his finger making their way down to her waist.

She parted her legs instinctively as he slipped his fingertips underneath the elastic edging at her left thigh. She thought back to that night they met and how she walked into that bar with no intention of drinking a few Bud Light Limes. But that night would be proof that she ought never to overlook luck again. The word luck had entered her mind a lot these days and the obvious question followed.

“Do you believe in luck, Daddy?” Mia asked, tingling from his touch, intended only to check her diaper but doing much more to her soul than that.

“Absolutely,” Eric replied, patting her diapered front.

“Did you feel lucky on the night we met each other?” Mia asked, her senses traveling through thoughts that were pure in a different way.

“Yes,” he whispered, taking his hand out of the blanket wrapped around. “But luck is only half the battle. It’s what you do with the luck you find that matters most.”

He reached into his left pants pocket and took out her pacifier.

“Open,” he whispered in her ear, his hot breath trailing down her neck as she parted her lips and took the nipple of the pacifier in her mouth. “That’s a good girl.”

His words melted her again and she helplessly followed his lead.

“I have another confession to make,” he asked as Mia turned her head to the side and nursed on her pacifier, intrigued as to what other secrets he had.

“I’ve wanted to do something to you all night long, but there were always people around that kept me from doing what I wanted,” he whispered into her ear as his left hand slipped back inside the blanket around her, traveling down to her waist again with a far different feel than before.

Oh, he was still gentle but she could feel his intent from that same different purity she was feeling. Another bit of luck she was discovering what that their minds often had the same thoughts at the same times. And rarely did this ever cause a problem.

He unfastened the tapes at her left hip as she gasped behind her pacifier.

“Shh, shh, shh,” Eric shushed her with hot breath.

Oh, if she could only put to words what his voice did to her insides and what his touched did to her outsides. She clenched the nipple of her pacifier between her teeth to keep it from falling out of her mouth as his fingers reached into the open left side of her diaper. His fingers traveled over her mound and his palm pressed inward, causing her to softly moan.

“That’s a good girl. We’ll make this the secret keep from now,” Eric whispered in her ear, his voice lightly crack with urge. “What happens under the stars stays under the stars.”

She parted her legs as much as the blanket cocoon around her would allow and she closed her eyes, nibbling on her pacifier as she felt his fingertips tracing the swelling and slickening outer lips of her labia. She whimpered softly. He was so gentle that her senses were caught up with the confusion of his tender touch and her building arousal.

“I felt lucky the night I met you,” Eric whispered, tracing her labia with a little more rapid stroking. “And I’ve felt lucky every moment since … which includes right now.”

And with those words, he plunged his pointer and middle fingers into her canal. As he penetrated her deeply, feeling the searing heat inside her, she arched her back, shifting her hips and giving him a more direct pathway to travel deeper still inside her.

Withdrawing his fingers, he took her left earlobe in between his teeth and lightly bit down, giving her the opposite feels of pain and pleasure, roughness and gentleness – to struggle through. She whimpered behind her pacifier again, arching her back higher and heaving her chest up as she felt his fingers slip back inside her again, opening her insides and tripping the senses of all of the right spots.

She began to slowly rock her crinkling hips with the stroking motion of his finger and the pressure of his palm on her mound. What a way to end a week with a bit of pleasurable release. What a way to end a glorious night of shopping with a memory that would remain under the stars. And what a way to be tested by her Daddy. She would submit to anything he did to her. And she would stop taking the pill on the day he instructed her to. Her submission was utterly complete. And it no longer mattered to her what she was made to do. She knew that all of it would allow her to open up to a lifetime of ever afters.

She suddenly shuddered, feeling a shiver travel up her spine as the smallest little ping of pleasure rushed out from her center and washed over her whole frame. She froze instantly, not wanting the feeling to be interrupted or disturbed by anything at all. But before the first ripple of pleasure finished its wavelength, the second one arrived, traveling out from her center and crossing over the first one as it traveled back up her frame. Then a stream of miniature orgasms began to arrive so rapidly that she could no longer enjoy them individually. And as her arousal built, she kept heaving her chest and arching her back, fueled by the mind-melting whispers her Daddy was placing in her ear.

He coaxed her along, encourage her build as she prepared for her eruption. She opened her eyes looking up at the twinkling stars as the summit was in full sight now. She vowed that, on the way home, she would take him that same summit – whether he drove through the busy downtown or through a late night drive thru.

She shuddered again, feeling her labia and canal getting wetter and gliding her twitches along with his strokes, in and out of her. Her eyes were at half-mast as the pleasure was building and making for thoughts of eruption that were too overwhelming to think about without feeling exhausted.

And all at once, her orgasm arrived. Her body seized up and she felt that paralysis as her muscles tightened around his finger – a delicious mix of ache and urge before her muscles her released and she whimpered through the rest of her journey to the summit.

“That’s a good girl,” Eric whispered with a slowly and deeper voice as she came for him.

His fingers started pumping in and out of her with a gentle force that didn’t break stride, even though her arriving-orgasms were erratic with length and numerous with rate. Then her body seized up with one final bit of paralysis to hold her still as her orgasm hit fully. The muscles in her legs tightened to an excruciating rigidity as she whimpered uncontrollably before begin the slow balloon-ride back down from euphoria.

Her body collapsed back onto his frame as he slid his fingers out of her, refastening the left tapes of her diaper. No sooner did he get his hand out of the blanket than she began wetting herself, twitching with a soothing afterglow and shuddering at sudden heavy warmth between her legs. Oh, if she could only put to words how she felt. If only…

“This’ll be our new secret, BabyGirl,” Eric whispered, rocking her limpened body in his arms. “And no one will know other than you, me, and the stars above.”

zorrodaddy.com

Subject: talk - by: chrisybabe

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:28:18 +0000

Why does not anybody use the chat room here ? surly that's a good
place to meet/talk with each other ?

Subject: Understanding Partner/Wife - by: chrisybabe

Thu, 09 May 2013 10:54:54 +0000

As a life long cross-dresser, I needless to say love being a girl.
My wife also enjoys my role in our relationship, and it was actually
her who thought it might be fun/interesting to start to gradually regress
me back to earlier days.
I guess it has taken some little time to regress me back to the diaper stage
of life but both she and I enjoy our play/life style in Ab very much.
We have now installed a changing table in our play room with leg supports
so 'baby' can be changed in the traditional way. Together with bottle feeding.

My wife has also tried regression and she finds the experience interesting
although she does prefer to regress myself.

We have joined this site as we do not know any other adults who enjoy Ab
and we are interested to talk with others upon this subject.

So there you go , that's us perhaps some of you might like to correspond
and share your experience's ?

Chrisybabe

Subject: Little old me - by: chrisybabe

Wed, 08 May 2013 13:51:04 +0000

Hello everybody,

My name is Chrisybabe, I am a lover of being a baby girl, wearing diapers/plastic pants
romper suits etc. Love to be force fed/changed.
As this is my first time here I guess im a little lost for words - smiles
anyway there you are at least I have broken the ice or was that - wind ?

Subject: How do you keep the hidden child happy? - by: Miss Muffet

Wed, 08 May 2013 09:15:05 +0000

I've soon got to put little me away for the summer and I was wondering what you do when you can't be the person you are.

How do you keep that side of you happy when you have to hide it from those around you? What little things do you do for yourself to satisfy that need?

I guess I'm curious and looking for advice at the same time.

Subject: Hi, new to ageplay 44m - by: treedad

Sat, 04 May 2013 10:37:47 +0000

Hi all,

This is my first time into ageplay...I have been intrigued by the idea for years, but I've never really had the guts to step out and give it a try. So please be gentle

I'm looking for any advice anyone has, i.e. finding a LG to have a relationship with (LD at first, maybe more later) , things to avoid, how to not piss people off, etc. Any advice is appreciated (and if there's a cute girl who needs some attention, I'd not hate that either.

Thanks,

Rob

Subject: finger paint fun - by: babybobx3

Wed, 01 May 2013 17:46:29 +0000

Oh what a mess you can get in when you give a big toddler finger paints

and here's a pic I did for Shy as i know she loves dolphins;)

Subject: Bring back ABENA plastic back nappies? - by: ABJane

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 20:12:31 +0000

If you want Abena to bring back/continue making plastic back nappies (they have moved across to cloth back like many other brands) then please sign this petition: www.ipetitions.com/petition/abenanappies/ I live right by their head office and intend to deliver the complete petition personally!