Taking In Elizabeth: From Runaway on the Streets to Regressed and Diapered Between My Sheets (An Epic Diaper Domination Romance)

From the moment I caught her shoplifting adult diapers from the grocery store, I knew she was the girl of my dreams. She claimed it was a mistake. Said she’d only meant to steal pads—an act of desperation due to currently living on the streets. But one look into her eyes told me everything. Deep down, she craved more than she could possibly express. She was aching for structure. For discipline. For the complete surrender of control. The diapers were no accident. Not really. They were a silent confession. And I knew exactly what they meant. She was an adult. But she was vulnerable. Alone. Ripe for rescue. A blank canvas, waiting to be shaped into something beautiful—my sweet, obedient, permanently pampered adult diaper baby. So I offered her shelter. A warm bed. Free room and board in my spare room. After weeks of sleeping on the cold, unforgiving streets, how could she say no? But once she moved in… that’s when the bedwetting began. She was embarrassed, confused. Swore she’d never had accidents before as an adult. But I brushed off her protests and addressed the issue the only way a caring guardian should—thick, crinkly, humiliating adult diapers. (It’s not like I had anything to do with the sudden return of her little problem…) Then came the rules. It’s not like I had much choice. Early bedtimes. Constant supervision. And, of course, mandatory padding—first at night, then all day long. When my darling Elizabeth resisted, I did what needed to be done. Gentle restraints. Firmer boundaries. Stricter discipline. All for her own good. And when the day came that Elizabeth finally tried to leave, the poor thing had no idea how dependent she’d become—on me, on her diapers, on everything else now surrounding her adult-sized nursery. Call it control. Call it regression. Call it domination. I call it love. Because I will make Elizabeth love her diapers. Love her new life. Love me. And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her padded, precious, and mine... forever. This epic-length ABDL erotic romance novel will have you on the ‘edge’ of your seat from start to finish. It’s packed full of diaper regression, corporal punishment, intense humiliation, and of course, some very well-used diapers! For mature readers only!