Kanji

I sense Tomfoolery and other Shenanigans... << Someone get me some smokes...

There's always the clergy. Give your life to a god who most likely doesn't exist, spending your days and nights wrapped up in some nonsensical book instead of the hated and often bemused diaper. Honestly, if you want to quit I don't know why you're telling a bunch of people who constantly wear diapers. Thats like consulting your local butcher about becoming a vegan.

I don't usually check this forum. But when I see four seperate topics on the same page I fee oddly inclined to say something derivitive: Quit fucking talking you retard, no one wants you, your a pesky male who's guided by his genitals and would be much better off casterated or labotamized. Thank you and have a nice day. -Your Friendly Neighborhood Flamer

I don't know I usually keep bondage and diapers seperate since Diapers tends to be a derivative of having to express my self in a psychoregressive enviroment. Bondage however is me asserting my lack of control over any given situation and is also tightly linked to punishment and humiliation. So if I wet myself during a long bondage session thats just part of the experiance. Straight Jackets are fun, but they get really uncomfortable after a while, which would be the point. But I mean REALLY uncomfortable. It may look like its you hugging yourself, but your arms are up higher then you first think.

"Octopussy" was bettah.

You guys have got it all wrong... Steel Mill.

Must avoid old people jokes... Must avoid the wrath of the elderly...

Its moments like those when half of your mind is saying: Maybe things will be alright... And the other is saying: If I kill them where will I dispose of the body? Or maybe thats just me...

I think I've seen it before... Its funny I took a course in German and I didn't come out with enough to peace together cotent sentances.

Call me a skank whore, but I've done everything I listed at least once... Eh... Not all of them are actually sexually based, but they do heighten the emotion. o.o

Eh, I think mine is still the most varied list...

Heh I still roleplay, never did it on chatrooms... It was always a bit too contrived like you explained. I mean, forum roleplaying was much more fluid and rulebound and easier to exploit to become a better writer. Plus the characters weren't badass one dimensional vampires with a bigass sword and guns... I only had one character that was faintly reminescent and to be honest he was my first: - Half Demon Shadow Manipulator that was supposed to be the one to free the demons from the depths of hell but was constantly in an internal struggle cause he hated being bound down. He carried a two bladed sword (DnD people might know that weapon.) and eventually snapped becoming a homoerotic sadist. - A small village boy who one day decided that wrapping his upper body in mummy like bandages would increase damage potential by storing more kinetic energy through strain. Unfortuneatly the wrappings stayed on so long his body mutated to accomodate them and if they were to be removed his lungs would rapidly decompress and he would die. On top of that, he basically became an Angels bitch and was infused with holy energy giving him cleric like powers, of course he had to do what the celestial told him or be destroyed. - Transgendered Ex-CIA agent who became a mercenary after she found out the government was using her severed genetalia in a research project to artificully create humans through the use of a single gene. Her past was a troubled one involving a twin sister whom she was seperated from at birth and later met as her twin brother (So both were technically transgender.) - Artificully Created Super Soldier who escaped his lab by killing all the scientists that had created him. He later found out that somehow during creation his body had been accidently infused with the network of the labs and that he could pick up data through his naturally occuring brainwaves. So not only was he a super soldier, but also a naturally inclined hacker, who as it turned out had to listen to the constant stupidity that the internet brought forth. >> So yea, my characters weren't "Badass" in the traditional sense of the word, they had their flaws and were actually pretty contrived. Not that its a big deal, they all 'look' like cliche' characters at first glance.

In the beginning there was a young girl, fresh to the new world of the internet and a surveyor of a phenomena called 'ROLE PLAYING.' It was a long and arduous process that involved her writing through the mindset of a created character in short posts in excess of up to five thousand words or more. Being something of an anime fan the girl decided to scour the internet for names she could use, however she was young, naive, and further unable to comprehend the language she was searching through. It wasn't long before she stumbled across a name, it sang to her in a lyrical voice that could only be attributed to the gods. Ringing like a midnight bell, it rythimically chimed in her soul. Kanji Kanji Kanji To say that she fell in love was a vast understatement. The girl was enamored and immedietly attributed it to her everyday internet being. For five long years she bravely kept the name, even after knowing its true meaning. Even if she had wanted to try to shirk it, it was stuck to her and she to it. Long story short, saw the word, liked it, kept it. -Kanji AKA SQUEEEEE! I'm CRAZY!

You know... Goth Sissy would be kinda a cool style crossover. Imagine those rhumba tights black with a cute skull with a red bow on the left cheek. That'd be sweet!

Actually that would be terrible, where would the justice be in that? What about us people who fantasize about being forced to be inferior by right of not being able to use the socially acceptable toliet instead having to carry around our waste basically with the control of animals? Hmm? Did you ever think of that?

I think... You're screwed. No not really, but you've gotta remember this isn't a conventional fetish, so you can't think in conventional ways.

I kinda loathe and love these threads at the same time. On one axis I'm thinking "Gah another one." And on another I'm like. "Hmmm, what if the whole world were wearing diapers and keeping it secret from the 'real' diaper wearers." Then I get bored and go do something inconstructive.

Um... Most boys give a couple shakes after they think their done, its the female equivelant of wiping afterward. Its not really a matter of incontinance so much as it is just a lingering ammount of urine. I don't wear diapers all the time and that happens to me.

It was me, feel free to gaze at my lovely budding body... Fear whats beneath the diaper. In all honesty though she's pretty cute, a little too on the kiddesh side for my tastes. Plus she's probably not all the intellectually appealing if you catch my drift.

I'm a TNG fan myself just becuase I think Picard is one bad ass character. And yea I heard DS9 was well written, personally though I don't think it was all that great. I haven't really watched Star Trek in a while thoug, I've been a bit busy with Stargate SG1 and Atlantis, as well as trying to get Firefly back on the air. ^^

Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. I've wondered about people who realized in the prepubic state, its always been kind of interesting because I theorize that the feelings are usually stronger. I hope the transition goes good for you, it'll be another two years or so before I'm even able to start thinking about it I think. For the rest of you, I realize that the theory of "You are who you are" applies. But it wasn't really the point of the message to question the situation of being transgender. I already know who I am, the point is to let others know who I am. I mean this isn't just some kink that I can keep in the bedroom, this is an actual lifestyle, this is on par with being gay or bisexual. Someone is bound to notice if I start wearing dresses and getting cosmetic surgery or taking hormone replacements. Eh, but what am I worried right now, don't even have the balls to tell anyone in my real life...

Well to be honest I've never really explored the adult side of the Parent/baby continuim in our community. I understand where you're coming from though, you want to enjoy doing this as much as he is. So in that case I'm going to spend about 30 minutes going over some ideas for you. Alright so I'm not a sissy, but I'm close. And I think that one of the more obvious ideas would be to one day, just take him out (with his panties under his clothes like he's going to work.) and go look at little girls clothing. Now this might be a bit embarassing to him, especially since he'll be thinking about wearing those clothes himself. To others however it will look like a husband and wife looking through clothing for their daughter at home. Now what you should do to eccentuate the experiance is to ask him questions concerning the clothes. Don't be too specific though, make it seem like your asking him about him and his likes in public without actually saying so. Its a psycological embarassment that will cause him to grasp at the idea that your asking him about his clothes in front of a bunch of people. For referance you should ask things like: "How do you think these would look?" or "Do these look cute to you?" Questions like that are double sided, to him they present to him the clothing as his own internal desires. While to others they assume the identity of being for a third party. As well on your day out you can do small things like go to lunch and assert authority over him by ordering his food for him. Don't choose something he would normally eat though, choose something he may not like much if at all possible. Again you'll need to be decidedly cryptic here to trick his mind into thinking your saying something more than you're actually saying. If he complains about the food, hint to him that he needs to eat it because you said so. This will of course be a little harder than the store, so I suggest using honorifics that you would use when he is in sissy garb, but could also be determined to be a Husband and Wifes honorific. Examples: "Sweety you need to eat this." or "Please do as I say and eat this honey." The key of course is to maintain a level, dominant tone, that will scare him the most. If anybody is listening in on your conversation (Which they shouldn't be cause they'd have their own.) then they'll most likely think that he might have a heart condition and your playing super wife by watching his health. Other ideas might include: - Keeping a Photo Album of him on hand in an easily accessible but watchable place such as in a bookcase in the family room or on a table admist other books. - Hanging some of his clothes in the closet among his other clothes so that he can look at them when getting ready for work. - Having a couple photos of your little darling hanging around the bedroom or office or some secluded room that most people do not have access too. Of course these are all just ideas. I'm not into sissy as I said, but I do have some experiance with Dominant and subsrviant. I guess the best advice would to be spontaneous with your ideas, don't give him time to know whats going on.

Stay out of my dream room! >

Lets see, if I had an ultimate dream room: Walking from the hallway into a rennovated grand ball room that has been converted into a large bedroom with wine colored walls and marble pillars and floors, the roof is a gilded golden dome that has windows placed in it that filter in dusty sunlight. As well the walls have large windows that lead to a rolling vinyard, the room itself is more of a library/nursery/dungeon/bedroom hybrid. Just beyond the fireplace is a large whicker basket wit old blankets stuffed in it for one to curl up with, at its side are books strewn with multiple bookmarks. One corner of the room has a large oak crib with dark blue sheets draped over it, along in the corner is an worn dark rocking chair and a similarly colored changing table with hidden compartments. The scene would only be betrayed by cuffs attatched to the wall. Near the entrance are four tall book cases at either side of the door with a rolling ladder to reach the higher selections. It is of course filled with books though many have been taken off and placed in random places in the grand room, mostly on thick table with high backed chairs. Most of the chairs have leather straps on the arm rests and front legs, as well one of them has been fitted with a rather uncharacteristic adult toy. Of course the straps and toy can't be seen from the window as the grand four poster bed draped with red silk stands between the windows and the view of the library. At the sides of the bed are cabinets with books on them, drawers opening to reveal a small collection of clothing and other adult items. In the darkest corner of the room would be the dungeon, instruments of torture hanging charicteristically on the walls. Odd wooden furniture placed in chaotic fashions around the room with cuffs hanging from them in all sorts of directions. Tied to the pillar are remnants of silk and hemp rope, in the corner is a grand wardrobe filled with leather accesories and tools that would be better suited in the garage. Despite its sinister look it maintains a certain cleanliness about it, almost sterile especially with the metal examination tables and chairs, and the faint residue of chemicals wafting in the air. That would be my dream room kinda.

I can sum this up in one word: People