With this work there will bediapers, bottles, babying, and all that comes with an ABDL focused story.Warning: This tale will have violence and some de...ictions of abusivebehavior within. It should be considered Rated R.+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Seems Too Good to Be TrueA Tale from the Diaper DimensionBy Baby Sofia+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Chapter 1:I WALKED OUTSIDE as the automatic doors of the hospital swished open. Ipaused for just. Whatever it was, it felt good. After the fucking machine stopped once and then started again, I felt my ass being fucked as well. I felt a vibe being pressed against my clit and a few minutes later I swear the orgasm I had lifted me clear off the table.My head was lifted up and a bottle of something was pressed against my lips. As I drank, I realized it was not the first time I had been given something to drink. In a rare moment of clarity, I wondered how long I had been on the table being. Oh, there he is! He must have forgotten something because the footsteps are getting closer again. And just like before, I hear a buckle, zipper, and a familiar swoosh/klink of a buckle and pants hitting the floor. What? Already? What came through the hole next took me by complete surprise. Before the light was blocked, the cock that was presented to me was much different than the one before. This one was long and skinny, pointed straight up with a leftward bent. This was NOT my Masters. He was alone.Yet he knew he was an extremely imaginative and creative artist with a promising future as a designer and he knew he would just have to stay in design school and hone his talent. He figured that there were plenty of reasons why he was ignored and overlooked. He was diminutive and quiet and certainly not the kind of boy that attracted lots of female attention. At 5' 4" he was slim and blessed with a smooth, luminous complexion. Not only didn't he ever need to shave his face but he.