Her clothing, she discovered through feeling, consisted of nothing but a loose hospital gown and a. She reasoned that she was probably in a hospital bed.
There was a rail on either side, but just enough to cover her body, as further exploration revealed that the rail did not extend past her upper thighs on either side. She felt around herself and realized she was lying in a not so uncomfortable bed with thin flimsy sheets. Judging by the ache in her noggin, she was right about her head. She noticed that instead of being blind, here eyes were in fact covered with bandages, probably due to some head trauma. This was the first thing that crossed her mind as she snapped awake. “Oh God!” Lindsey thought, “I’m blind! I got hit by a car and I’m BLIND” She swerved to avoid whatever it was, almost lost control of the bike, and heard a loud sound, almost like a car honking. Lindsey was about halfway to her destination when something ran across the road in front of her, almost making her fall off her bike. Rolling her eyes at the thought of her parents whining about something so minor when their own daughter was spending much of her time alone in diapers and baby clothes behind their back, she pedaled out of the driveway and was on her way. Her bike was where she had left it, though she had been asked several times to move it so that her parents could get their cars in and out of the garage easier. The only people at the house were the construction crew, and they wouldn’t know what was going on inside the house. Liked, and today she was intent on picking some up. The local drugstore carried the kind of diapers she Lindsey turned towards her garage, back pack over her shoulder, and twenty bucks in her pocket.
But she couldn’t live without diapers, which she was currently out of. She usually kept these things hidden under the floor in a secret compartment in her room, but with the construction going on, she had buried them in a plastic tote out in the woods. Ever since that first diaper, Lindsey had been hooked on the idea buying several baby items, some onesies and sleepers, and other assorted big baby things with her allowance. Then, one day, she decided to try it out for herself. As she delved deeper into this lifestyle, her own feelings were stirred in ways she could not describe at first. She had thought the idea to be laughable at first, but then, as her curiosity grew, she discovered that there was a large community of these Adult Babies occupying the far reaches of the internet.
She had been into playing baby for about a year now, ever since that one episode of Jerry Springer’s Show. Lindsey was a teen baby, though no one but her even had a clue about it. Lindsey loved her old room, her stuffed animals, her pacifier, her bottle, and most of all, her diapers. nbeknownst to them, that was precisely the reason that Lindsey loved it. However, at 15 years of age, her parents had decided that her old room was to babyish. She absolutely adored the Care Bare wallpaper with the Muppet Babies border, the pink carpet, and the frilly window drapes. On one hand, Lindsey was ecstatic to be having a new room, but on the other, she was kind of sad to see her old room go. Her old room, she had been informed, would be turned into a study for her dad, a professor at the local university.
#Abdl gag full
Recently, Lindsey’s parents had decided that the growing girl needed a new room, complete with a full bathroom, walk in closet, and generally more living space. She would have said something, except that she knew that new addition was for her. Lindsey smiled as she walked out the front door of her home, taking a minute to smell the fresh air and wince at the noise coming from the back end of the house. The TBDL, the bedwetter and the sleepover.The TBDL, the bedwetter and the sleepover.
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