Waddling Through Autumn: Diapered for the Hayride Snuggles

Abby: I didn’t know I was a little. I just thought I was broken. I cried in public bathrooms. Carried a pacifier I never used. Craved softness in a world that only gave me sharp edges. When my so-called best friend kicked me out, I had nowhere left to go, until I wandered into a small-town hayride and met him. Mason didn’t ask questions. He offered warmth. Safety. Rules I didn’t know I wanted. And suddenly… I didn’t have to pretend anymore.



Mason: I’ve taken in strays before, but Abby? She was different. Frightened eyes. Stuffed bunny death-gripped in her arms. She didn’t know who she was, yet, but I did. She was little. Not broken. Not weak. Just in desperate need of structure, gentleness, and someone willing to carry the weight of her world. I can do that. I want to do that. She just has to let go.

ABDL discovery. Age regression. Caregiver/little dynamic. Found family. He falls first. Emotional healing. No spice, all heart.

All characters are 18+.