Eir

^Lol, I have used ABDL as a means to an end. But I still have, and have always had, a pronounced little side.

Gentlemen, For all of you with male bodies, you know that there are times when we must protect our male propriety. It is a simple fact that humans inhabiting the male gender must bear the whims of this beast. When you see a perfect 10, she says something, does something, and you start fantasizing, but you cannot afford to become erect in public. You may get what we call the no reason boner. Well, I have solved this with meditation, and a bit of know how. You have heard the expression take a cold shower. I have found something effective. I have found that meditating on the image of an iceberg floating in a deep ocean to calm me down. If I focus on this image, I become flaccid if erect, and if I am distracted by fantasy, I return to a more grounded state. I will not post the image because others have seen the medallions, they were created using a saw, a 1 inch dowel rod, and acyrlic paint. On the heads side, I have a picture of an ice berg floating in the deep ocean, on the flip side, is my eight pointed meter disguised as a sunrise. I used this in the bathroom at work, there as a father attending a small child, and grown men in there. I was able to unlock myself by using the medallion as a visualization aid. Also, when I see a "perfect 10," or my stallion of a mind starts to prowl into sexual fantasy, I look at the iceberg image, and use it to calm my mind. This restores my male propriety. I hope this technique can help my brothers who also dwell in male bodies, Stay calm my friends, Eir.

^ Who DOESN'T think they are normal?

And this is the danger of getting your jollies off by going out in public obviously diapered (with exhibitionist leanings).

Granted, but now coffee gives diarrhea. I wish KFC's popcorn chicken and my stomach would get along!

Huh. I saw the face square. While the "Jury" seemed to show looks of surprise, shock, and some laughed, it was not anything like Jerry Springer.

I think you were smart to go on a Japanese show. They seem to be more accepting. In addition to this, there is minimal risk to you as as this is a foreign program. Was your babysitter cute?

Draw a line on a spare paper. Now, above this, draw a half circle. It should look like a dome shape. Draw one line at 90 degrees, cutting this in half. Now draw lines at 45 degrees. This produces four wedges. Now cut each one in half. Number the wedges 1 to 8, from left to right. 1 to 4 represents ability, 5 to 8 represents need, 5 being slight need, 8 being sheer desperation. Train your bladder to tell you how full you are. With construction paper, create the 8 slice wedge, number them 1 to 8. Now, the game piece. Make envelopes for each day. You earn a reward for a week of good behavior, (pizza and beer, chocolate, etc.) Good behavior is the desired outcome. For me it was being able to use public restrooms, eventually urinals for urinating. The marker, the most important part of the game-piece. It moves with each successive continuous day towards the reward day, one need not reset, simply re do that day. The days: Day 1 numbered to Day 7 (name your reward) Disclaimer, there was a brief period while I lost urinary continence, but it was well worth it. I wore guards for about 3 months. This was caused by losing the super-hold, people with paururesis can be known to have 'iron bladders,' yet in reality this is not a superpower, it is their body not letting them go.

Yes, and she said it seductively. I think she will give him another chance. Bonus points if she winds up babysitting!

I have found I could use meditation to deflate erections. I focus on the image of an Ice Berg floating in deep ocean. It deflates me rather rapidly.

Okay, long story short I had a bad case of chafing yesterday, basically, my underwear hated my guts. I went home, and made a paste from equal parts baby powder and corn oil. I made it into a paste, stripped, sat on a towel, and applied it to my inner thighs, bikini area, and arms. It was cold, slimy, and blissfully satisfying. I was going to go hiking today, but I can tell that I am still getting over the incident. Having a biting fire in the inner thighs are not pleasant. Try the dry bath, it felt great! I am also wondering if panty hose will prevent chafing.

Did I ever tell you about the time that I went to a Cowboys game, got hauled off by Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders, and got diapered during half time? I begged them not to let my face go on the big screen, so they put be in a baby bear costume, and held me as I sat in their laps.

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Huh, sounds like the "older and wiser" were thinking less about covering their butts, and more about helping others. The OP seemed to put his ship on red alert, and pursued the best chance of avoiding detection. I don't see it as narcissism, but more of covering you butt, and being blinded by the instinct to flee. I know that visiting home for Christmas means zero privacy, so anything sensitive stays in Texas.

Granted, smoking is encouraged, even healthy, the trouble is it makes you smell like an old lady. I wish I could buy a permit that allows me to speed.

I missed that he was living at home. Yest, but if he had helped his dad, the diaper could have been sniffed out. He said he was quite wet. I am sure his dad would question him taking a shower before helping him with an annual chore. (Back in the day, if I had not already showered, and my parents had sent me to the market, they would remind me that it wasn't a beauty pageant, if I protested.)

And she was wearing actual adult diapers, and bona fide AB clothes.The only thing fake in the video were the Halloweenish baby dancers.

Had a feeling she was not kidding, probably grew up to fast. Then again, this could all be for attention, who knows, but it is nice to know she has a cute side.

Gods! These gossip sites take forever to load. Google images was faster. I enjoy pictures of women in wet/messy pants. It is about the experience and wishing that it happened to me. There is also something liberating about breaking a taboo. Looks like she had a strong man to lean on.