it started out simple enough: a new desktop companion to help you get all your files and stuff in order! and it looked like a little cartoon kangaroo, how cute! it's a little weird how it calls you things like kiddo, junior, little one and all that, but it's fine! it works well enough... then things got a little weird... diapers started appearing at your doorstep somehow, addressed to "My Little One"... strange, but easy enough to return. but they kept coming. every week, a new delivery of diapers, marked the same... your little desktop assistant was acting weird as well, being insistent on taking care of everything on your computer and telling you to go play while "mommy deals with the house"... she also keeps scolding you for not wearing *your* diapers because she insistently claims you're "accident prone". and sure enough, after sleeping that night, you awake the next morning to find you'd wet the bed... heavily. you'd never done this before right? either way that's another scolding from mom- er, your desktop assistant... "what are you doing out of your diapers again? i thought you knew better mister!" she says, clearly disappointed in you. you don't know why, but it really gets to you, her stinging words piercing your heart and making you regret not wearing those diapers... so you figure "what the hell", and crack open a case of those diapers, the babyish design staring back at you as you hold it in your hands. without thinking twice, you strip down and put it on. it fits... perfectly, which is kinda strange. how did she know your measurements? now padded in poofy protection, you go to show off to mommy! er, wait-
"oh good job sweetie! you put it on all by yourself? i'm so proud of you! come and give momma a big hug!" you reach your arms around your monitor, face up against the screen emulating her warm embrace... you pull away and see her... directly in front of you??? and she's so much taller now... or,did you get smaller? you look down and are shocked to see you are no longer who you once were: you are now a baby kangaroo! your mom ruffles your hair, since she can do that now as you've been sucked into her world, your mind swirling with emotions, but snapped out of it when you hear her honeyed voice: "now kiddo, did you need to go potty before we leave?" without thinking, you ball your fists and push, your tail flagging as you feel the seat of your diaper fill with mush, sagging down as you are immensely relieved. "good job! now here come uppies!" she grabs you under your arms and lifts you up into her pouch, patting your head gently. "where we goin, mama?" you ask, your curiosity getting the better of you. "well, i know you've been lonely, so i think we'll go get you some siblings!" she pulls a list out of her pouch, opening it. you peek, but you can't read anymore, oblivious to the fact that it's your online friends list...

#abdl #babyfur #diaperfur #messydiapers #shortstory #artrap #bedwetting

you're at your local library looking through what they have to offer, dragging a finger along the spines of the many tomes on offer, seeing what catches your eye... until you see something unlike the others. a brightly colored splash amidst a sea of typical bland colors, you prod your finger at the top and pull it out. it's an old potty training book for toddlers... you remember this one actually, so there is a twinge of nostalgia as you run your eyes across the bubbly font and silly cartoon animal on the front. it's not exactly what you were looking for, but a quick peak so satisfy your inner child couldn't hurt... right? mmm, no, no, that's for babies! you put it back on the shelf and continue your search for reading material.

you find a nice quiet place to sit down with your pile of checked out books, cracking open a few just to check them out. they just don't grab you very well, and end up boring you within the first couple chapters. just as you begin to consider returning those books, you see it in your stack: the potty training book you had put back on the shelf! you were sure it was placed neatly into its previous resting place, so how did it end up back here? had someone played a prank on you while you weren't looking? surely not, it's so quiet you'd be sure to hear anybody approach you, no matter how deep into a book you were... well, either way, here it is, staring back at you once again.

you look it over once again. yup, it sure is the same copy you saw on the shelf a bit ago, even down to the small imperfections on the cover from years of being handled by assumedly kids of younger ages, or at least their parents trying to help them get away from needing diapers slowly but surely. you run your fingers across the cover once more, and finally decide to give in, gripping the edge and flipping it over, being greeted by illustrations of a small goat stuck in potty training and small bits of narration describing what was happening. you scan each page and take in the art, it's just as cute as you remember, very simple and drawn in a crayon style, easy for younger audiences to understand.

you go page by page, but, something strange starts to occur: you feel the what was once very light book start to feel heavier and heavier, becoming difficult to hold up as you flip the pages... but you quickly realize it's not because the book is getting heavier, but you're getting smaller and weaker! the room starts to swirl and contort around you, everything seeming larger, giving you a sort of reverse vertigo feeling, causing you to drop the book, softly landing on the ground. you look at the pages and start to panic even more when you realize something: you can now barely read what was written, the words just seeming more like incomprehensible gibberish by the second. even your thoughts are starting to simplify, only being able to associate objects with feelings.

it all very quickly becomes overwhelming, you're new stature and brain slowly being dumbed down, you try to talk to yourself to gather your thoughts(or at least what's left of them), but nothing comes out besides babbles and gurgles. you sit down to try to get i together but then the final straw breaks: a very recognizable crinkle sounds out. suddenly you feel the thickness around your waist and lower area. you are wearing. a diaper. a diaper with a very easy to recognize character too! the same one from the book you were attempting to read. all of these emotions start to well up, thus leading to only one outcome. you cry. you cry a lot. tears stream down your face, your mind is just a whirlpool of incomprehensible thoughts and feelings, all swirling down slowly...

"oh my, i thought i heard a distressed youngling!" an older woman in a long dress and slightly gray hair turns the corner and approaches you. you try to back away but you don't get very far considering your new body dropped your mobility skills to near zero. she scoops you up in her arms cooing at you gently and smooching your head. she's very warm... and she smells nice. you very quickly forget what even had you upset in the first place, quickly taking comfort in the nice smelling stranger's arms. "well, you sure warmed up quick! wonder how you got away from the others anyway! most of the tots looove story and snack time! i'll just have to take you back to the others..."

#abdl #babyfurs #diaperfurs #regression #agere #MentalRegression #artrap

Harvest season at Hazelbrook means one thing: FEAST DAY.

And listen… nobody told the freshly-shrunken students that the turkey legs were bigger than they were. Now half the cafeteria is wobbling around with comically oversized drumsticks like it’s a boss weapon.

https://littletroubles.com/collections/frontpage

#babyfur #diaperfur #harvest #abdl #adultbaby #artrap #diaper #diapers #kidfur #littletroubles

R.A.P. Ferreira & Kenny Segal - The Night Green Side of It (2025)

https://afrolab9000.bandcamp.com/album/the-night-green-side-of-it

#music #rapferreira #hiphop #kennysegal #artrap #otherground #milo #scallopshotel