ABDL Strip-Club

Paulette stepped into the dressing room of "The Little Paradise," the familiar scent of baby powder and lavender filling her senses. The room was bustling with activity as the other girls prepared for their shifts, laughter and chatter filling the air.

Her manager, Miss Lulu, greeted her with a warm smile, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Ah, Paulette, right on time as always," she said, her voice cheerful. "Let's get you ready for your big performance, shall we?"

Paulette nodded eagerly, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had been looking forward to this moment all week, the chance to step onto the stage and captivate the audience with her dance.

Miss Lulu led her to a row of lockers, each one adorned with a name tag and filled with an array of babyish clothing and accessories. Paulette's locker was overflowing with frilly dresses, onesies, and brightly colored diapers, each one carefully chosen to accentuate her youthful appearance.

With Miss Lulu's help, Paulette selected a pink frilly dress with lace trim and matching bows, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she admired herself in the mirror. "You look adorable, darling," Miss Lulu exclaimed, her smile widening as she adjusted Paulette's dress.

Once Paulette was dressed and ready, Miss Lulu gathered the other girls for a quick pep talk. They huddled together in a circle, their heads bowed in concentration as Miss Lulu imparted some last-minute words of wisdom.

"Remember, girls, the key to a successful performance is confidence and poise," she said, her voice firm but encouraging. "You are all beautiful and talented, and I have every confidence that you will dazzle the audience tonight."

With a final round of applause and words of encouragement, the girls dispersed, each one heading to her respective station to prepare for the show.

Paulette took a deep breath, her nerves tingling with excitement as she stepped onto the stage. The lights were dimmed, casting a soft glow over the audience as they eagerly awaited the start of the performance.

Music filled the air, the familiar melody sending a thrill of anticipation through Paulette's veins. With a graceful twirl, she began to dance, her movements fluid and graceful as she swayed to the rhythm of the music.

As the music swelled, Paulette shed her frilly dress with practiced precision, revealing the colorful diaper beneath. The audience erupted into cheers and applause, their enthusiasm fueling Paulette's performance as she danced with renewed energy and vigor.

With each movement, Paulette felt a sense of liberation wash over her, the weight of the world falling away as she lost herself in the music and the rhythm of the dance. She was no longer Paulette Barbera, the young woman with a job and responsibilities – she was Baby Paulette, the adorable little girl with a love for diapers and a passion for dancing.

As the final notes of the music faded away, Paulette stood center stage, her chest heaving with exertion as she basked in the applause of the crowd. She felt a sense of pride swell within her, knowing that she had given her all and left the audience wanting more.

But the show wasn't over yet.

With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, Paulette dropped to her knees, her diapered bottom wiggling invitingly as she prepared to perform her signature move – the morning poopies.

The audience held their breath in anticipation as Paulette squatted down, her face contorted in concentration as she filled her diaper with a warm, squishy mess. The sound of her poopies filling the room, coupled with the delighted gasps and applause of the audience, was music to Paulette's ears.

As she rose to her feet, a triumphant smile on her face, Paulette knew that she had given the audience a performance they would never forget. And as she took her final bow, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her unique talent and the special role she played in Infantilist Colony