Alice had long wanted something very different from other women. She wanted a baby to satisfy her maternal urges but not just any baby. After reading about Adult Babies, Alice had decided that she wanted one - an adult baby to be her complete and permanent... full-time infant. Alice was a planner and rather than rushing into it, she determined to become financially secure and ready for the task of obtaining - and training - a young man to be her complete and full baby. A few years earlier, she had contacted Daniel, a young man who still wore diapers and plastic pants but had felt the time was not right to take him into her home as her infant boy. Now. the time WAS right and she contacted him, hoping that no other prospective mother had snapped him up in the meantime. She was ready to have her baby now, but was Daniel?

The story continues with a new bedwetter moving into the house. Bronwyn is more than simply a chronic edge-to-edge bedwetter. She also wears diapers and uses a baby's dummy. A new larger house at Baker St means more voyages of discovery into why both boarders are such bad bedwetters and why they are showing infantile traits. Alice's backstory comes to bear as the three meet a group of Adult Babies and their lives are turned upside down. A wonderful story of discovery, nappies, love and bedwetting. And in the end, it is about overcoming the past and embracing the future, diapered and safe.

It is arguably the most common theme in ABDL fiction – becoming a baby again, perhaps forever and perhaps completely so. For many Adult Babies, the idea of being able to give into our wishes and desires completely and without restriction is a wonderful concept and one that grabs our attention. For the vast majority of adult babies, the expression of our inner infant is complicated by endless compromises and limits on what we can actually do. Our partners limit us. Our finances limit us. Social acceptance - and the lack thereof – limits us. Friends, employment, family and other issues limit us. But fiction can overcome all of these. In fiction, we can bend the rules of probability, break the bounds of social norms and erase the limits that otherwise keep us from expressing our inner infancy the way we wish. In these three books, you will read of adults that become complete babies once more. If they are not originally completely willing to become babies again, they quickly discover the joys, the peace and comfort of diapers, baby clothes, bottle feeds and baby toys. Infancy is entrancing to almost everyone, but for those special people – adult babies – infancy is only a diaper-change away and stories of grownups reverting to babyhood is less fiction than an innate desire that we express on the pages of a book. Enjoy your stay in the world of refreshing infancy.

The sissy baby is a very common and wonderful part of the wide ABDL landscape. A boy/man that wants diapers and rubber pants for sure, but also panties and perhaps a bra. They want baby clothes like we all do, but mainly baby girl dresses - frilly bonnets, pink outfits, a pink pacifier, dolls to play with, and a feminine crib and nursery. This collection of four wonderful books is all about that. About boys who want to be sissy baby girls, even if they don't know that at the beginning. These are not erotic tales of sissy sex or sizzling adventures into sissyhood. Rather, they are stories of how real-life sissy babies appear and develop and the people/family around them that embrace and enhance their lives. You will love these wonderful books and the characters you will meet as they discover and realise their true identity as a Sissy Baby Girl. The book titles are: ** A Mother's Love ** Home Detention ** The Book Club Baby ** Where Big Babies Live 167,000 words

Returning to her hometown of Byerly, North Carolina to discover who is trying to kill her Aunt Maggie's new husband, Big Bill Walters, new mother and occasional sleuth Laura Fleming is confronted by a wealth of suspects and a double murder, which plunges her into a sinister world of greed, corruption, and small town secrets. 20,000 first printing.

The author recounts her experiences as a pregnant teenager in a government-run facility for delinquent teenage girls, describing the bonds she formed with the other girls and how the experience changed how she sees the world.

This book is about me! My life! Not my sisters, brothers, mothers, fathers, or any one elses just mine. This book is not to offend anyone, find fault with anyone, but to be of help to someone. Its the way I saw things and the things that happened to me. This is a true account of my life as it unfolded day after day month after month and year after year. The things that happened to me as a child, I had no controll over, I was only five years old when I started recalling these things. This is not a pretty story, but never the less a true one. Some of the things I did are not very pleasing to read but I found that I should get them out into the opening for the healing of my life to take place. The words might be of help to someone else. If you ever find yourself in a situation like mine you will know that you are not the only one and that there are many, many people in this world, who carries the same kind tourture on their shoulders. I hope the book will help them get throught the pain, and suffering in their lives. I was embrassed and just plain ashamed for over twenty years myself. In 1995-96 I facilitated a small drug prevention class called (Project Charlie) Chemical Abuse Resolutions Lies in Education. While instructing this class I learned much better how to enjoy my life as it is right now. I learned to be honest with myself. I realized that I had nothing to hide and I made up my mind to share with the world some of the things that had influenced me to do the things that I did. I was inspired to write this true story of my life one day as I was talking to the class about being ashamed and afraid.. Through some of these experiences I learned a valuable lesson, something I will never forget. I know now that no matter how hard life seems to be treating you, you can raise above all your doubts and fears and change your own destiny; and become happy in this life. I say to you if there has been anything in your life to bound you down, cripple you, and stop you from living a good and desent life get rid of it, get it off of your shoulder, dont let it get the best of you, chew it up and spit it out, so you can live a regret free life existence. I was born Alice Fay Joy Young in Henderson (Rusk County) Texas, December 1st. 1944, to a Mr. and Mrs. Henry (Blue) and Corene Young. My mother called me (Titty). My siblings called me Fay. I never liked the name Fay. I dont know why but I never did. Mom said she called me Titty because she was so sick when I was born. She births me while going through metaphase. I was lucky to be born at that time of her life. I couldnt nurse her breast and I was allergic to cows milk, so she had to make me what she called a sugar tit. She had to make it with malted milk. I never did find out how she got that milk, I did wonder from time to time (when she was telling me about my life) how we could afford it; being as poor as we were. I was the last child of thirteen. Her last little curly haired baby girl. (Shed often stated so affectionally). I had a head full of sandy colored curly hair, very light skin, brown eyes and I had my thumb and pointer finger in my mouth when I came out. I know this to be true because, I sucked those two fingers until I was about fifteen years old. I sometimes now curl my thumb and pointer up and put them into my mouth just to see what I got out of them, but they just dont taste the way they did then.