MissyPie

I'm eighteen years old and I love to wear diapers. A few months ago that would have been very difficult to admit, but now I can do it somewhat comfortably with a bit of welcome humiliation. After all, it was a love for humiliation that turned me on to diapers to begin with. I've totally been into humiliation play for a while now, though I hadn't thought of being a diapered girl until recently. I used to watch diaper girls, they were a fantasy for me, but I never thought I'd be sitting here in a real disposable diaper that I've already wet three times. At first, I started it just for the embarrassment. A teen/adult in a diaper? C'mon. But after a while I began to genuinely enjoy the feeling of diapers, be they full or fresh. Unlike many other diapered adults, however, I think I would benefit most from a "bad mommy" or "mischievous big sister," one who forgets to change me or laughs when I have an accident. She makes excuses to expose my diapers in public or in front of company and lets her friends babysit me however they'd like. Still, at the end of the day, I love her. After all, I am still at essence a humiliation lover, even if I'm also a diaper lover! Lately I've been curious about age play as well, which seems to be a whole other ballpark of its own. Being reduced to baby speak (my age play age is 1 year old) and drinking from a bottle is really interesting, albeit sometimes frustrating. Anywho, that's who I am as a diaper lover! Hello! -MissyPie