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I've seen my little sister doing this...my mama's soft breast is at my lips, so I do, not quite knowing how it works, I open my mouth and my mama helps me as her nipple and aurolea goes in my mouth. I try sucking, tentatively, so warm and soft her in

Groggy I begin to wake from a wonderful dream. So warm so little so nice. I wish I could dream that dream forever, warm in my wonderful mommy's arms. Waking, I begin to remember... the diapers, the crib. Oh no! Oh I was trying to be careful an I'm caught, still in a diaper! The little boy looks up, unsure and embarrassed that he may have let his mommy down by not being a big boy. His lip quivers, not sure if he should be scared about what he did, even too scared to say anything about it to his mommy who he thinks wil be so disappointed.

I'm just a little boy and it's been hard having to be so grown up so soon. First there was my baby sister. She was so cute and mama let me hold her and she smelled nice. But mama was tired coming home from the hospital and I had to be the big boy and there wasn'tbso much time for me. I guess there wasn't so much time for daddy and mommy to be nice to each other too. They was yelling and fighting all the time an when they could take care of a kid... my sister was crying and they left me alone a lot. I missed mommy holding me an I'd look at the baby in her arms. I wanted to be her so much. I wanted to be her so much I'd pretend that I was still a baby. I'd pretend even that I was still a baby who wore diapers an slept in a crib. My sister's room, there were diapers under the changing table an if momma was holding the baby downstairs, nobody

that whent well i think

I don't like this. I'm worried about what happens next. Poor Missy - she expected that Oaklee would step in and try to get Mac to go get tested and treated. It's not good when he withdraws like this. Poor Mac. I wanna slap Oaklee. I fee bad for him, but I wanna slap him.

It really helps to read this article. I'm really still coming to terms with it, but thinking about it, some of my earliest memories are of wishing I could stay in diapers longer. My mom was really emotionally abusive and my dad pretty absent. She'd still freak if she knew I was wearing a diaper right now, but I'm trying to work on accepting myself.

I only know

I am in Liverpool, Would love to have someone i can talk openly with about this, feel so alone in this sometimes

Hey, I'm 25 and live in Liverpool, I'm also looking to make new friends. Be great to chat to you