minachan16

There's never anything unintentional about going down the diaper aisle for me

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I was AB long before I was DL, and I'm still not entirely sure I'd call myself DL. I wear diapers because I'm a baby, not explicitly because I like diapers

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The hardest part of writing for me is starting. Not just the beginning of a story, but just anytime I pull up my computer, ready to continue writing a story, and I just sit there wondering what the next sentence should be. Once I clear that hurdle, it's normally fine, but it is a very high hurdle on some nights. It can also be incredibly difficult to write character deaths because of the emotional toll it takes on me. There have been some deaths I've written that have just left me a sobbing mess for the rest of the day.

I've never done a crossover, but I'd only be open to one if the crossover was my own original characters from one of my stories into another one of my stories. However, in most cases when I see that in other stories or TV or movies, the idea is often very forced. If it doesn't work, it just comes across as pointless, so I'm always hesitant to add old characters to new works when I could just make new characters instead.

Of course we're weird, but you say it like it's a bad thing

When I get spanked, its on my elbows and knees on the bed, sticking my bare bottom up. Never been spanked (as an adult) any other way.

I saw Lucy on Saturday afternoon. It was okay. Surprisingly enough, the movie was far more interesting when she didn't have crazy superpowers.

Oh god I love my teddy! At my current size, he comes up to my waist from the floor. He's brown with cream colored paws and the cutest red bow tie! I've had him since I was less than a year old. There is something so inherently comforting about holding your old teddy bear close.

I don't separate the two. The only time this ever becomes difficult is when I'm at work, usually after a very affectionate night. Today, for example, I got to work and within a half hour I was hugging myself and wanting to be back home being showered with affection by my Daddy, put in my diapers and jammies and snuggle on his lap watching Sofia the First. I begged him on Facebook for permission to leave, but he told me I had to be a big girl and stay. Like anytime this happens, the feeling does pass and I'm able to go about my day like normal. For the most part, I will be like I am right now, at my computer, and then like the flip of a switch, I get the urge to cuddle and suck on my paci and put on a diaper with the possibility of wetting it. There's no real trigger to it. It just happens when it does.

Like an ABDL diaper commercial? I don't know if I would want that. Every time I see something about ABDLs show up on TV or in mainstream media, I cringe a little inside. Even if the dearest people in my life (with the exception of my daddy) are aware of the concept of ABDL, that is not something I need to confirm.

Usual things like sucking my paci, wearing and wetting, the smell of baby wipes and baby powder, and cuddling my Papa Bear. Some other things that put me in that frame of mind is when daddy calls me "baby" or if I'm curled up in the fetal position under the bed covers, especially at mid-morning with the soft daylight peeking through... it's like I'm in a cocoon. It makes me feel so small and babyish

I don't really have an ideal scenario, but I do like it when I'm passing out on the couch and daddy rubs and jostles the front of my diaper to see if its gotten warmer and heavier. Having my diaper checked and possibly changed right before bedtime when I'm halfway between the waking world and dreamland is so lovely

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Are you in a situation where you live with your parents or others who don't know about your ABDL tendancies? Up until I moved out of my parents' house, I had this problem too. Being jealous of seeing how real babies are treated in public, of course, is NOT the same as wanting to do awful, awful things to a child, so please don't put yourself through that. I think it's about the lack of autonomy we have in the situation as adults that we are not treated or can expect to be treated like children any longer.

Trip

Daddy and I watched "You're Next" last night. So much fun and the girl Erin is one of my favorite horror heroines of all time now!

Itsy-Bitsy Spider!