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  1. I wasnt thinking of a parade. If it kept in Sackville park. And it was properly seal off we people on the gate, keeping non ticket holders out. A few over sized childrens toys. Put a massive tarpaulin down, covered in play sand, and provide adequate changing (both kind.) Spaces. I mean if someone can walk around the village as a leather 'gimp dog' (which ive seen.) What harm can a carfully controlled picnic in a discrete park in the middle of Manchester's gay village???
  2. Laid on the bed, playing with my feet. I can get my legs in the right angle.....
  3. A few years ago i went to Manchester gay pride festival. I often go to their trans pride festival, sparkle, too. The one thing i noticed about the gay pride festival was all the different enclaves. Gay people into rubber, gay people into leather, 'bears'. All given seperate banners in the parade. Manchester's gay village also has separate pride festival for these things. All 'fetish' type things. Why not ABDL pride too? I find the village is a relatively safe place for presenting as female. It could be a good outside venue for littles. It even has a park!!!! Id love to see a ABDL pride festival there.....
  4. I dont often actually indulge in actually nappies. Once every few months when if feel the urge and can financially justify it. Last night i got my sample pack of Abu preschools. I padded myself up for bed, and relaxed with one of my retro preschool dvds (a bit of classic mr. Men.) When finally turned over, listening to some 'rain song' on my kindle like always, i found myself in state i only get into when i experiment with self hypnotises or meditation. I wasnt a sleep, but my breathing became extremely regular. A sort of trance like state. After awhile i realised id forgotten my dum-dum and my elmo plushie, i did something ive never done before. I started sucking on my thumb. It was rhythmic and involuntary..... Strange, but very relaxing..... Has this happened to anybody else????
  5. My first memory is my dad putting me in a nappy for bed. 1983 (i guess.), i actually know the exact day and time it was though. Because i remember on the tv in the background the uk soap, coronation street had gone off and current affairs show world in action had started. Which puts it at 8:00pm on a monday night. My dad made me get a fresh nappy from the pack in the cupboard under the sink. I toddled back into the living room and stood in front of him as he sat on the sofa. He pulled by pyjama bottoms down and held the nappy in front of him, unfurled. As he tried to get me to walk towards it for a standing change, i peed into it. After id finished he got up to ge another one. This time he had me lay on the carpet for another change, in a more tradtional style. Kneeling in front of me a putting the nappy one me. Then he stood me up and raised my pyjama bottoms over the nappy, giving a swat on my backside as a signel for me to get up to bed. I remember the padding on my behind as i tackled the stairs crawling up them using both my hands and feet.....
  6. Im surprised nobody has make a adult size version of a traditional toddlers potty.....
  7. I spend the first 19 years with obsessive nappy lover/ little tendency, Which only mellowed when i realized i was trans.....
  8. My collection of, what is known, in the uk as retro or cult kids tv is shaping nicely. In Britain we have a rich heritage of classic pre-school tv from the 60's/ 70's/ 80's/ 90's. I pick up, secondhand, whatever i can cheap on dvd. So far, i have...... Mr. Men, rainbow, cholton, danger mouse, duckula, jamie and his magic torch, button moon, paddington, the herb, portland bill, moschops, perishers, camberwick green, willo the wisp....
  9. Im currently watching a rather splendid dvd. In the uk, there is sometimes a trend towards retro/cult kids dvds. Dvds that have one or two episodes of six or so old uk kids tv shows from the 70's/80's. The one ive been watching is excellent. Two discs, with five old shows. Paddington bear, portland bill, mosschops, perishers, and the herbs.... And there is anywhere between five and twelve episodes for each. Its worth it for the Paddingtons alone.....
  10. Scratch that....i was replying to the wrong story..
  11. Sometimes it changes over time. Personally, it used to be a sexual fetish. But its mellowed over time.....
  12. In my neck of the woods, a little girls vagina is called their 'Minnie'. I believe its short for 'minnie moo'.
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    But thats what taxes are there for, to pay for the things people actually need. You have no problem paying for the police of fire department, do you? You might never need those services. But you dont mind paying for them, because its nice that their there. Just in case. Medical care should be excatly the same....
  14. I noticed they've started selling ABU 'lavenders'. A type ive never heard of before. Anyone else tried them?
  15. He we go. The penultimate chapter.... Chapter 5:A trip out. Matt could hear the patter of rain. He look up at lucy, her features blured, as he truddled alone. The only barrier between him and her was the thin, yet waterproof, plastic of the rain cover on his pram. The rain made a tap tap sound on the cover. Matt supposed this was 'his' pram. Although, hed never seen it before. He laid back, swaddled in the fleecy blacket from his cot, Bundled in a quilty jumpsuit, Mistrer duck under his arm, and a dummy in his mouth. There was something oddly cosy about the rain, the rain cover was only a slight barrier protecting him from the elements and yet it was doing its job. Being close to the rain, while being protected. The thought about Lucy, pushing the pram on the other side. Wrapped in a big coat, and scarf. Why was she bothering to slog through this downpour? She had had her mind set on a quite afternoon in, just mother and baby. They she got that phonecall. Matt had not known what the call was about, but it seem quite tense. Suddenly, hed been wrapped up in an extra layer of clothing and plonked down into his new pram. After a while the pram stop trundling, but matt had no idea where he was. He was getting cranky. Lucy soon removed the raincover. Matt noticed some of the light had gone out of her eyes. She had a grim look in her face. He was promptly lifter from his pram, and settled on to lucys lap. Matt soon realised where he was, it was the food hall of the local shopping centre Before they had left, Matt had witnessed lucy take a boob out of her bra. She had produced A kind of suction deviced and used it to express so milk from her breast into a babies bottle. With the teat firmly placed into matts mouth, he soon found himself suckling once again. He could still smell her perfume as she clung onto him, an anxioius look on her face. Lost in his feeding, matt never noticed the plump middle aged woman taking a seat oppersite the pair. 'Hello, child' began the woman. 'Are you well?' 'Yes, mammy.' Replied lucy. 'How did you find me?' 'It wasnt easy'. Admitted Lucy's mother 'but your name was on the deed pole of your new house'. 'Whos baby is that?' Lucys mother continued. 'Mine' lucy replied firmly. She tightened her grip on matt. Lucys mother's eyes narrowed. 'Thats not possible. We both know that'. 'Hes mine!' Repeated lucy. 'I met the kindest, most gentle man in the world. We has sex for nine months. And now i have this baby.' Lucy's mother sighed. 'Why did your grandmother have to teach you her arts?' And 'why did you have to defy my instruction? Comeback home. Please Mark! Turn back into a man, and come back home!!!!'