GrimIronMan

While, ahem, direct, I think this guy is on the money. It almost sounds like the fetish rules over your love life. You really need to meet in the middle. If she wants to sleep with you naked, don't most people? Practice your ABDLism in your own time, and do something pretty much everyone enjoys I mean, she probably had some fetish that she kept to herself, and if she asked to do them with you, that's where you could have said no, or hey, meet in the middle. Get something in return. Just don't ask for something in return for sex. That's something you probably both share a love for, and something you need to share with her. Once more, keep your fetish to yourself and let her keep hers, or share each other's fetishes with each other. Don't waste your life looking for someone who's ABDL; it probably won't end well. A lot of people here have caring wives and girlfriends who understand their fetish and even sometimes get involved in it. It's something you build up.

I recommend either doing this with a Shop-Vac, or killing yourself with a Shop-Vac. You'll need a Shop-Vac either way. That way, you can buy one product and still have a choice. Kill yourself with the shop-vac by tying a string on the end of it, putting it on some sort of high up railing, lie under the railing, and pull. With luck, you won't miss and it'll nick your head and not your kidneys. But if it nicks your bladder hard enough, what if you become incontinent? Then you have a (painful) excuse to why you have it in your drain! I am way too creative.

When your stuck in a house of seven people with one bathroom, you can throw your bathroom in the garbage can.

Yea, I saw that one too. That was kinda just mean and immature. Although, I have to admit, I had to laugh at the caption under that girls name, lol.

My personal favorites have to be these two:

As Nappyloon sort of mentioned, this is called the binge-purge cycle, in your case, a different but quite similar version of it. It's explained in more detail by BitterGray at understanding.infantilism.org

Good to hear you had a good time, at least she kept your secret to herself. Sorry about the doubt's earlier, let's not jump to calling me narrowminded from now on, and I won't jump to calling you a liar or some kind of sick horny guy that gets off by posting his fantasies for everyone to read, deal?

I'm not going to start a flame war over this. I jumped to a conclusion and I'm sorry about it. We've all had our speculations, and I'm quite the paranoid person. So please, let's not start this fight of insults, because that's not why I made my response, I made it because I questioned your morality as I question everyones.

I guess it's sort of believable, but I still have my doubts. While you may be telling the truth, your story doesn't add up when you could have just scooted your chair over or just reached over. I mean, why worry about bending over unless she's standing right next to or behind you?

Morv makes quite a few good points. If this is a fantasy, either post it in the Story forums or keep it to yourself. Either that, or you must have forgotten a belt and shot your napkin at people with some sort of weird napkin rocket launcher thing.

I fit into most of your categories, as outlined below. 1. Traumatic Event - When I was 7, it was found out my dad had lung cancer. As a seven year old, this to me just sounded like some big word. I went to visit my grandmother up in Ohio (We moved to Missouri) and when I got back, I did something I still remember as probably one of the hardest guilt trips I've ever laid on, even though it was unintentional. I ran home inside, gave my mom a hug and a kiss, and asked to know where my dad was so I could "give him a big hug". Boy, I can just remember how traumatized my mom was when she told me in a solemn and slow voice "Honey, Daddy died." I went into denial, as my father loved me and was my best friend at the time. I can remember the sorrow I had as an eight year old and how my world went spinning. 2. Forced Maturity - As mentioned above, when I learned my father had died, I went into denial. In that denial, I came to the conclusion that life wasn't just all sunshine and hugs. Also, I was and still am quite gifted, I knew my alphabet before I could talk, I could read at 2, etc. Once I learned my father died, my giftedness really kicked off and I started thinking like an adult, to replace the husband my mom spent 11 years with and to replace him inside of me, and because I took this up as my duty, I matured much faster than others. 3. Less Attention - I had psychological issues along with Social Anxiety Disorder as a child, maybe caused by the above (See Other on why I believe I had Social Anxiety Disorder) My mom stayed away from me and griefed on her own; my only comfort was video games, which may explain why I'm such a video game nerd nowadays. I had to provide my own attention, which thank god I discovered video games and later, MMORPG's. 4. Happy Childhood - Besides all of the above, my childhood was happy and free. Once my mom stopped grieving over deaths and such, she quickly turned to comfort me. I was practically treated as a little kid by my mom, maybe because that's how I was when he died. This continues today. 5. Other - Relating to my forced maturity, I was over my dad's death in a day, playing video games. I truly believe that this was a cause of my Social Anxiety Disorder, and that keeping my emotions bottled up could have caused that, or at least advanced that. Once I discovered there were others like me, I found an escape of sorts, reading what others had to say and such. These kind of online boards are one of my few breaks from my disorder, which is why I finally decided to stop the lurking here, to get that escape I get from helping people, whether it be by helping their studies or by answering their questions or maybe just posting, it's an escape for me, along with my infantilism.

YTMND Not only am I surprised that it was made (surprised in a good way, of course), but it has 3.30/5 stars, a pretty decent rating.

Killer Queen - Queen Moving on to Hangar 18 - Megadeth

Hey, you guys probably don't know me, but I registered a while ago, then I hit that binge-purge cycle we all have probably fallen into one point or another, then became a lurker and blah blah blah. I just need to share my input on this. The note is good, but I believe the forums are bit much for him; (I'm not slamming us, keep reading) likely, if he's stealing them, he probably is in a stage of needing self-acceptance. I say you should just leave BitterGray's website address, understanding.infantilism.org , instead, let him realize the fact that there are others, and then introduce him to the community here in person. I think that'd be best. EDIT: Ah, I didn't see you already wrote the note. Woops

My personal opinion is that you tell her that your 18 and you should be allowed to control your own life. Now that your 18, you need to stand up to her. Don't blame yourself for what your mom said. She really needs to accept that your 18 and that it's YOUR life now. I had the same problem with my mom being religeous, and I abandoned Chritianity due to it. Trust me, my life changed for the better. If she says that "It's her house, her rules", tell her that you can't afford your own house and say that you need money. Just be assertive.