Ashley's ABDL Erotica

Brooke and Jenna walked down the long hallway leading back to the grand staircase, following Sofie to where the staff had prepared dinner for them. They held each other’s hand as they got used to the thick padding between their legs, struggling to walk normally. Sofie snuck a glance over her shoulder and smirked. “Comfy, aren’t they?” “Huh?” Brooke asked, snapping out of her thoughts. “The… how should I say… protection?” she slyly asked. “Oh, that, yeah… just in case, right?” Brooke asked. “But of course, my dear!” Sofie said, looking back ahead. Brooke snuck a glance down at Sofie’s butt and noticed that she too was still in a diaper. She wanted to whisper about it to Jenna, but they were too close to their host to say anything. Jenna’s grip on her hand tightened, so she shot her a comforting smile and squeezed her hand back. The three of them walked down the stairs and through the foyer, weaving their way through white hallways ordained with white trim and flowery wallpaper until the...

“My, my, don’t we look stunning!” Brooke said, eyeing up her friend in her new dress. It was a two tone lilac color with one-inch wide shoulder straps that led down to a V on the front and back, exposing her cleavage just enough to be sexy while still relatively modest. The tight-fitting dress fell halfway down her thighs, complimented by a pair of white strappy pumps. “Thanks again, it really is quite lovely,” Jenna said as she hugged her. “And I see that you’re wearing the one you were eyeballing at Givenchy, too! I love how that light blue color matches your eyes; what color did they say it was?” “Oh, this?” Brooke spun in a circle, letting the hem flare out and putting her bare legs on full display. “Baby blue I think they called it. Looks like more of a dull cyan to me, though.” “Isn’t that just another way to say baby blue?” Jenna giggled. “Does the baby need a pacifier?” Brooke smirked as she rolled her eyes. “Funny how you’re the one making baby jokes when you’re the one peeing...

“Yeah, well that was just an accident,” Jenna shot back. “That helicopter ride was pretty long, too. Can you really blame me?” A light knocking on the door made her pause. “That must be our luggage,” Brooke said. “Stay in here; I’ll be back with a fresh pair of undies for you.” She closed the bathroom door behind her. “Thanks!” Jenna’s muffled voice came through the door. “Unless you’d rather put on a diaper!” she teased. Feeling a slight tinge in her own bladder, Brooke opened up the suite’s main door. “Mia, Emma, thanks for bringing our bags up,” she said, standing aside to let them in. “Of course, ma’am!” they said in unison, rolling their bags in and placing them down against the wall. “Might there be anything you require?” Emma asked, clasping her hands in front of her as Mia walked back out into the hallway. She returned a few seconds later and placed small crystal vases of those special flowers on top of their nightstand, their dresser, and on the small table that sat near the b...

Brooke was amazed. The pictures that she saw online of the resort they would be staying in simply didn’t do it justice. It was a three-story house that looked like a miniature version of an old castle painted pure white. Turrets stood tall on each corner of the house, projecting its height just above the tallest trees and casting a long shadow upon the path that they were on. “Oh my gosh, are we going to be staying up there?” Jenna asked, pointing up at one of the turrets and ripping Brooke from her thoughts. “That’d be so cool!” “Up there? Oh, no, those are the relaxation rooms. They provide a wonderful view of the valley and are open to the air at all times, exposing us all to the wonderful aromas of the local plant life just like the one you saw a few minutes ago,” Emma said. “While your room isn’t open to the air, we’ll provide vases of those flowers for you if you wish.” “Yes, please!” Jenna said with glee, struggling to hide her impatience. Where is a bathroom when you need one?!...

As they made their final descent onto the resort’s helicopter pad, Brooke felt butterflies flit about in her stomach, not from the helicopter’s descent into the most secluded and private resort in the world, but from eyeing up her bestie, a thin and simply stunning young woman with shoulder-length blonde hair. Just the mere thought of all the fun and naughty activities she had in mind for them made her heart race in her chest, though those paled in comparison to what her main goal was: professing her love for her and her desire to have more than a friends with benefits relationship. She’d spent more time than she’d like to admit fantasizing about her saying she loves her and more time than that wondering if it was worth risking their friendship for something far greater. Brooke had first met Jenna when she was still an up and coming content creator, matching up as random roommates through the college for their freshman year. They had texted each other the whole summer before their firs...

“So how are you feeling, little one?” Jeff asked as they slowed down, eventually coming to a halt behind some cars at a red light. He patted her left leg, then slid his hand up her leg and pushed up her skirt. “Is your diaper super soggy yet? Daddies always know when their little one needs to be changed, and…” He squeezed the front of her diaper then slid his finger inside. “Hm… it feels like you’re pretty wet in the front, but I think you still have some room in the back.” Jeff patted the front of her diaper, but paused when she tensed up. “Oh… are you starting to feel something down there again?” Charlotte nodded and squirmed in her seat. “Yeah, my bladder feels pretty sore. Like… it’s not painful, but it’s not a good feeling either.” She pushed her skirt back down into place, slouched down in her seat, and spread her legs wide.  “Does sitting like that make it feel better?” Jeff asked as he rubbed her leg again.  “A little bit, yeah. It’s such a strange feeli...

“Wow… so we’re really going to do this,” Charlotte murmured to herself. She’d been diapered ever since she had admitted to her boyfriend that she wanted to try living in diapers, and while things had been a little awkward at first, she was simply ecstatic that he was so into what she’d wanted to do. She was laying on top of a table with stirrups that held her legs up high and bared her diapered crotch to the world. The medium-length skirt she’d worn in the car lay in Daddy’s backpack. And now, as she felt her crotch grow number and number, she felt her boyfriend squeeze her hand, making her look up into his reassuring and loving gaze. “Yeah, and you’re doing wonderful, little one,” Jeff said with a wink. “How are you feeling?” “Not bad. You could probably slap me between the legs and I wouldn’t feel a thing,” she said with a laugh, trying to keep herself feeling at ease with some dry humor.  “Well yeah, you have a soggy diaper on. The police could hit it with a batterin...

“Here you go, cutie,” Jeff said, handing his long-time girlfriend Charlotte her glass of wine. He flopped down next to her on the blow-up air mattress, then draped an arm over her shoulders, idly playing with the tips of her long brown hair between his fingers. He’d just cracked open their second bottle of wine and they were already feeling the effects of the wine quite strongly. “We’ve got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.” He held up his glass, then tapped it against Charlotte’s. “To our brand new house, to us, and to our beautiful relationship.” “Heh, yeah!” she said. They both took a few small sips, then Charlotte started fidgeting as she swirled the contents of her glass around. “Honey… since we’re about to start a new chapter in our life, there’s something I want to talk to you about, something… personal.” “Oh?” Jeff cocked an eyebrow as he snuck a glance at her. Gone was her lovely smile, replaced by a look of hesitation. “You know you can tell me anything, so what’s ...

“Honey?” Rebecca fidgeted in place as she bit her bottom lip, avoiding looking at her soon to be husband reading a book in his bed. “Since we’re about to get married next week, there’s something I need to tell you, but I’m worried you’ll call off the wedding because of it...” she said, mumbling her last few words. John set his book aside, then swung his legs over the side of the bed. He patted the space next to him, then held the blankets up for her. Rebecca nervously stepped forward and sat down next to him, her heart racing a million miles a minute, though she calmed down ever so slightly when she felt him wrap his arm and the blankets over her shoulders. “So... what’s up?” John asked with a comforting grin. “I’m certain that there’s really nothing you have to say that’ll scare me off.” A small sense of calmness and content swept through her, giving her the courage to say, “Well... you know how we’ve talked about our fetishes? How you like being dominant and how I like bei...

“So you don’t believe that hypnosis can work, huh?” Jenna asked, shooting Ashley a sly grin from her side of the couch as she swirled the last little bit of wine she had in her glass. “How else could I have become diaper dependent?” she asked with a laugh. “I have to go pee like, every few minutes now! Look!” She spread her legs wide and patted the front of her soaked diaper, relishing the naughty pleasure of the warm padding gracing her petals. “See? My diaper is almost soaked all the way through!” Ashley couldn’t help but look where her lover’s hand sat. “Yeah, it sure looks like it,” she said, feeling a bit of wetness drip from her folds. Clenching her legs together, she squirmed on her seat as her padding squished against her lower lips, teasing her cute little love button. “I’ve lost a lot of daytime control, and now I’m waking up wet! That’s undeniable proof that my hypnosis tapes work.” She snuck a quick glance at Ashley’s cute pink pull-ups, her eyes narrowing as she real...