This is the book I’ve been both wanting to write for some time and also dreading because it is so complex, revealing and embarrassing while at the same time, utterly thrilling. And best of all, it seems the proper destination for us as a couple. My books have been both fun to write and additionally, reflective of a personal journey. Not just my own journey but my husband’s as well. I think I knew from my early years as a little girl that I was different to other in ways I didn’t really understand at the time. I liked things that were ‘different’. I didn’t feel as if I fully embraced the model of ‘girl’ and eventually ‘woman’ the way that most of my friends did. I was not as strongly bound by gender stereotypes as many are. Not that I broke all that may of those stereotypes. It was just that I didn’t really feel bound by many of them. If I liked it, I did it. If I didn’t like it. I didn’t do it. It sounds like freedom, but often it also led to a degree of conflict and so I also learned to conform when it didn’t really matter that much. A life of perennial conflict wasn’t for me.
However, my husband was what you would have called ‘utterly normal’ and predictable and yet inside, he was absolutely none of that. Quite the contrary. In essence, we were both lying to ourselves in some ways all to fulfill a façade of normality while internally or privately being quite different. And our journey together took us on a wide-ranging and complex journey.
In my first book I wrote about how we women should be babying our partners, not just for fun but for mutual benefit. And it certainly is true… deeply so. And I really mean ‘should’ because the benefit to men of being babied is for more than the adult babies among us. I babied my partner, and our lives and relationship flourished. It was one of those hidden secrets that flowed to the surface and suddenly I had a husband that wore nappies and wore them happily. He is/was ‘sorta kinda’ adult baby but as time has gone on, I see that he is simply an adult baby but without the overwhelming drive that causes some so much grief.
My second book about sissy-babying your partner was also driven by the development of my hubby into a sissy baby and the challenges and joys that went with it. I knew it was coming for many years and perhaps the panties he was wearing since early days were the clue! ‘Sissy‘ doesn’t just appear from nowhere. There has always been a seed and panties are often the clue. He was secretly wearing panties as a child and as a teen repressed it until he couldn’t anymore.
The third book was a bit of a sidestep as I questioned the value and worth of potty training in society in general but behind the scenes, I was truly questioning the value of toilet training on a partner who now wore nappies all the time. I was exploring the end of his potty training – which did finally eventuate. And as I wrote, I was exploring the possible end of my own potty training through physical difficulties, but it led me to question continence, period. I believe potty training should be optional but in the case of adult babies, should be removed by their partner or parent, no question.
In many ways, my books were part projection, part history and part advice to others on the path not often trodden. And so, as I lead into this, my fourth book, I enter the world that we have been embracing; the world of a cuckolded sissy baby and the wonders and challenges it has brought. But after the long journey, we have arrived at our destination, and it has been not just wonderful but incredibly satisfying and exciting. Arrived? I lie really because the journey of life and vibrant relationships never ‘arrives. It continues to move and morph.
This change has simply been right. Honest. True. Natural.
My baby is in her perfect happy place, and I am also truly happy and satisfied and… one other man is also in his right place. In my bed while hubby is in her cot.
Cuckolding is complex and varied but what I am writing about now is not really about three adults developing a sexually enjoyable, non-traditional experience. It is actually about two adults and a regressed sissy baby forming a form of semi-family relationship that makes sense and works for all of us. It is consensual of course, but my baby girl submits to us not just out of roleplay but because she is truly a baby girl, and it makes sense to her… and to us. So, consent is also complex because it is not really an equal relationship.
We have all been on our separate journeys to get here. My baby girl has gone through the usual years of denial until accepting her infant girl real persona. I have journeyed through the struggles of relinquishing my natural submissiveness and becoming a fully functioning mother to a baby girl. Not as a dominant but as a mother. And number three… has taken the years to find his place as an equal in my bed while my Baby sleeps in her cot happy and content that I am being taken care of in ways she simply cannot, nor wants to do.
I hope this book helps other women with deeply submissive AB partners who struggle with the need for something like this. I’m still learning and discovering as I witness the deepening regression of my baby daughter and the development of this odd three-way relationship. Or… is it really three-way or is it just a happy couple with a baby girl who will never grow up?
If you thought that simply babying your partner was a big deal, then hang onto your knickers (or nappies perhaps!) and read on…
A Woman’s Guide to Cuckolding Her Baby Partner
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