Wanting You to Have Fun Since 1994
This is something I wrote in 2011 but never posted. Does it get too sciency? Too gross? Should I cite research? Anyway, here it is. — Jennie 2019/06/20 How It Works First of all, urine is produced by the kidneys, which filter blood and take...
Bringing back a blog post from July 2009. — Jennie 2019/06/19 I’m kind of making a list of songs with lyrics about childhood that appeal to me — celebrating childhood and the innocence and joy of it. This time I’m inducting a song from the...
This is something I wrote back in 2016 but never posted anywhere. I’m not sure how successful I was at creating a story classification system. You can judge for yourself. — Jennie 2019-06-17 Adult Baby/Diaper Lover stories that are found on the Internet seem to...
I was just thinking the other day about the vast gulf of nuance there is between “being put in a diaper” and “being put in diapers.” I mean, if someone puts you in a diaper, that’s all. They’ve put a diaper on you. The end....
Yay! The certificate renewal went through. I’ve improved my security. Not that there’s anything on this site that asks you for credit card numbers or any other PII, but now you know that it’s the real LilJennie Page you’re accessing. If I ever do sell...
I noticed that my site’s certificate expired in May. Ordinarily my hosting provider auto-renews it, but I think I know why it didn’t — that’s right around when my credit card notified me that there was an unauthorized charge and sent me a new card...
As I gradually transition my site to WordPress, I’ve been driven by the promise of being able to post blog entries from my phone. Well, that day is here. I want to make sure that new blog content doesn’t push old but important documents into...
By LilJennie and Miki Yamuri Characters: Dr Patricia Santi – Professor of Archeology, age 34 Vickie Williams – College student and research assistant, age 19 Scene: Deep in a lost temple in the middle of an unexplored jungle Dr. Patricia Santi sat at the work...
by Tom Lee I had to keep moving. He could be right behind me. But I also didn’t want to find myself unknowingly going in circles. I found a clearing and looked up, sighting the Little Dipper. I was still headed north. Good. Reentering the...
by Tom Lee An unfamiliar blond-haired man opened the door for Paula as she carried her suitcases inside. “Oh, thank you!” she said to him. As she saw the familiar lobby of her dorm, she set her suitcases and backpack down to rest for a...
