Y’know what I love - writing diaper smut while wearing diapers with a baby bottle of iced tea and my binky in teach.

Y’know what’s less fun - writing my master’s thesis on composition theory, drinking black coffee, and not wearing diapers.

Guess which one I’m doing tonight 😪

Okay… but it actually worked! Editing the manuscript this afternoon - diapered again, of course.

Put on a BunnyHopz today because this little girl needs to stay put at her desk to finish her grad school AND her next book in the Padded Princess Playroom series.

Also with me - LoFi music, 12 ounces of coffee and my baba filled with water. No reason to leave the keyboard for a while.

Someone needs to come to my house, spank my bottom, put me back in diapers, and force me into an all-liquid diet until I finish my book.

Oh who am I kidding, that wouldn’t make me want to do anything ever again 😅

On a related note - the next story is going to be an AB/DL Academy story, and choosing which idea to work on for the third installment is going to be the biggest challenge.

I’ve nearly reached 40k words on the next Padded Princess Playroom novella, and it’s only about 2-3 chapters away from being drafted.

I’m optimistic it might be finished before the holiday, and then I can take those sweet smut bucks with me to Disney World in January!

There’s only two kinds of adult babies:

The ones who are forced to make stickies in their diapers every diaper change because they’re embarrassed to like it.

And the ones who are kept in permanent chasity under their diapers because they like it too much.

I don’t wear diapers 90% of the time.

BUT - I do only use baby wipes when I use the big kid potty. It helps me feel a little baby a few times a day when I open up the pack of pampers wipes and pretend like I’m having mommy do it for me.

*Takes hit of candy cigarette before passing it to the next diaper brained baby*

Every good girl needs a good cry every once in a while 🥹

I passed the 30k mark on my current novella today, which is the minimum for where I usually outline my work for, and I’ve probably got 10k to go.

But considering that the last time I worked on this book was at 16k back in May, I feel like I’ve finally gotten back on the writing horse.

Y’all I’m making butter chicken for dinner right now and the Instacart shopper gave me WAY too much ginger.

How am I supposed to look at all of this and not think about figging myself in a diaper afterwards? Someone convince me it’s a bad idea, pronto…

Did I completely fail NotNoWriMo this year? Absolutley.

Did I play through all of Metaphor: ReFantazio this month, mostly diapered though? Also yes.

And did I just make my first post on ABDL Bluesky? Sure did!