nenog613

while i've never really been all that in to the thought of spanking, when i was with my first real girlfriend (and first love) in high school i kept having this fantasy of her spanking me until i cried, and then cradling me while i'm naked and giving me some...adult relief. i still think about that sometimes when i think of her

well i hate the taste of milk (except when it goes with some milk-related food item like cookies or cake) so both answers seem the same to me, so i guess i'll be disgusting medicine that taste like milk would you rather be forced to watch a movie you absolutely loathe (Clockwork Orange style), or be forced to listen (for an equal amount of time) to a musical genre or artist you find so god awful annoying that you'd wish you could drive nails into your ears to pop your eardrums and go deaf just to escape it?

there's a simple reason why i'm fine wetting a diaper but not wetting pants: when i wet a diaper, i take it off and throw it away. don't have to do laundry.

it started as a kid but really developed in puberty. when i was six or so i had an accident at daycare and was forced to play outside in a diaper. that just caused something to click because i knew it was wrong but i liked wearing the diaper, and started stealing them from daycare every once and a while. then as a teenager the shame and embarrassment of liking diapers turned sexual and i liked it more, and it's been that way ever since.

when i was about 13 or so. snuck off to the store and bought my first pack of depends, my first time having real diapers in years. everyone one's out so i get naked and put one on and do everything i wanted to do: run around the house diapered, run around the backyard diapered, look at myself in the mirror, squeeze the diaper and listen to it crinkle. then it's time to go potty. first i wet myself, which felt so good and freeing. then i messed myself, which was...not. it was uncomfortable, it was messy (not in a good way), and it smelled awful. plus i did it in the kitchen so i went to clean myself up and change and few minutes later my family came home, and when i came downstairs my mother was yelling at my brother (who does not like going to the bathroom when he very clearly needs to and has to be told) to "go sit on the toilet!" because it smelled like he crapped his pants. so messing isn't for me. i'll just stick with wetting.

the truth and hopefully they understand. finding out someone is abdl is probably a lot like finding out someone is gay, lesbian, bi, etc.: the truth is they're still the same person today that they were yesterday, because yesterday they were gay (you just didn't know)

yes, nothing ever showed up for either addresses

is there an issue with the automated emails and Hotmail? When I signed up and it asked for my email, I put in a Hotmail one I use (which I generally prefer for sites like this) and it said it was sending a verification email. fifteen minutes later no email, so I click to resend. when that failed I did it three more times, then entered another Hotmail address, which also failed twice. then i switched it to an old Yahoo address and two seconds later it popped up. so I'm wondering if there's an issue between the site and Hotmail, because I'd really like to switch my account over to the preferred address but I'm worried about being locked out.

I guess "guilty from time to time..." is the closest answer, but probably between that and the next highest one. I feel guilty and embarrassed enough about it that i hide it from everyone in real life, even going so far as to insist on carrying a large locked trunk full of diapers by myself when moving because I didn't want someone that physically close to them (like they'd be able to sense what was beneath the locked lid or something) and to avoid the dreaded and almost inevitable question "so what's in here?". therefore I wouldn't say "it doesn't bother me that much" since it clearly does, however I haven't and probably never will seek help because I don't feel bad about. yes I'm embarrassed about being a grown man who enjoys wearing diapers (that's part of the fun), but i'm not ashamed of myself or feel bad about it because I like wearing diapers.

well I guess I'd be willing to fork over more money for gas than shipping if for no other reason than the experience of actually being out and open with another person about being a dl

0 in real life. about 2-3 random people I met online (though I didn't give my name so anonymous and still closeted) i think my mom may know, and just never said anything. I went on an overnight road trip and took some diapers, but didn't use them all so there where a couple left. I get back and take everything out but the diapers since my hiding place had a bunch of stuff burried on top that I didn't feel like going through, so I just left them in my red gym bag. I forget about and a couple days later I come in my room and the bag is gone. I run and check the attic and there it is with the diapers still inside. the only person who would've put it up there is my mom, and she almost always checks every pocket before putting bags away. yet she never asked me why I had two adult diapers, let alone two adult diapers with teddy bears on them, so I don't know if she looked inside or not. I've been tempted to tell my best friend because we confide a lot with each other but I'm keeping this and a couple other things from her and I want her to know the real, full me, but I'm hesitant to do so. once its out it can't go back in. and she's from a foreign country and I have zero idea how they'd react to abdl in general so i can't really guesstimate how she'd respond. plus she has two children (3 1/2 and 7 months) so I'm worried if she'd react very negatively and think I was attracted to children or something sick like that.

the times I enjoy diapers the most are right when I put them on and right before I take them off. I love that feeling of putting on a diaper: taking all my clothes off, pulling a big thick fluffy one out of the package, unfolding it, laying down on top of it and taping myself in, and then standing up and looking at myself in the mirror and knowing that wear a diaper is so wrong and yet so right then I try to keep my diaper dry for as long as possible (cause they ain't cheap), so when playtime is over and I'm winding down, right before I take them off, that's when I give in and wet them. like putting them on it just feels so wrong and so right (it's what they're made for, so whats the point of wearing a diaper if you aren't going to wear it)

hi, new guy here. live a little bit south of Nashville. just seeing who all is around the area.

I recently got into the baby pants my first trainers. saw them on amazon two months ago and spent about a week and a half debating whether or not to get them (the main arguments against were 1. I didn't what it showing up in my order history, 2. i live in an apartment where all the packages are kept in the office and i was worried about any identifying marks on the package or if it accidental tears in transit and they could look inside and see what it is, and 3. I don't have a washing machine so I'd have to wash them publicly). finally i caved in and ordered one. couple days days later it arrives, I take it out of the box and love the way it looks, put them on and love the way they feel, and within about two hours I'm back on amazon ordering three more pairs. just saw some cute looking ones on rearz the other day and ordered three more from them. i love that they're thick and bulky like a diaper, they're a lot easier putting on than diapers (just slip on and go), and that they look like real toddler training pants (I prefer diapers that look like legit baby diapers, not the ones overly decorated that no company would actually make for infants). the main edge I'd give to diapers over training pants is I love the crinkle sound

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yes. probably nothing turns me on more

I do every once and I while. I have a few bras except they're all different sizes because I got flustered buying them and quickly went "that sounds like it'll fit, I get it", and buy it and hope that it actually does. as a result a couple are very tight while one is really loose. one fits pretty well, only the cup size is rather large so if i sit down it sort of goes funny (one cup folds in a lot). i wish bra sizes were as easy as panty sizes. you buy a pair of size six panties and they're too snug, get a size seven.

anyone been there? i just found out about them and i'm about 3 1/2-4 hours north, so i really want to head down there as soon as i get day free (which is probably in a couple of weeks). i've read reviews online praising the staff for being knowledgeable and helpful, but what i really want to know is how big their abdl selection is, are there set quantities for diapers (you have to buy a ten-pack of X or can you by four X, two Y, and three Z), and how high their mark-up is. like is it worth it for me to go there, or am i going to commute 7 or 8 hours only to find out it'd be cheaper to buy online?

my most daring i'm pretty sure ended up being way more daring than i actually intended. i'd just gotten out of the military, was driving home cross country, and thought "hey, you know what'd be a smart idea to make this trip more efficient? wearing a diaper! i wouldn't have to stop for the bathroom, i can just keep on driving. yeah, that's a great idea and not just a cop-out excuse to wear one!" so i stop off at a drug store to pick some up (my stash haven't been shipped back in boxes along with the wrest of my stuff), pull off onto a road, drive about fifteen miles out of my way so i'm somewhere free of cars, diaper myself, drive the fifteen miles back to the interstate and get back on the road. hours pass, and i enter Utah, home of the Mormons who, while known for being polite, friendly people, are also known for not being overly enthusiastic to people of non-traditional lifestyles (and i'm pretty sure abdl falls squarely into that category). i have to stop for gas, so i pull over and fill up. the town that i pulled into was so small the pumps didn't take machines so you had to go inside, and the inside was apparently the entertainment hub of the town. not only was it the only place in town to get pizza, but it was also the only place you could rent movies, and i don't mean dvds. its 2013 and they're renting out vhs. so while i'm sure the people there were very nice, that town was clearly behind the times and i don't know open they are to a 27-year-old who gets his kick by wearing diapers (plus i was wearing track pants, which are not the best at concealing bulky underwear). i pay for my gas and debate about whether or not to go to the actual bathroom, since i don't want to have to worry about finding someplace to pull off an change, but decide against it because i wanted to spend as little time around people as possible while diapered (which i'm starting to regret) i fill up and get back on the road, and a little while later i really gotta go. now i'm really regretting me decision because i diapered myself sitting in my car, so i couldn't get a tight seal, and walking around at the gas stationed loosened it. if it leaks, its leaking not only on my pants but also the seat of my car, and i've got some 'splainin' to do. finally i can't hold it anymore, and there no gas stations or rest stops for miles, so i've got no choice and let it go. luckily it didn't leak, but now i'm driving down the road in a wet diaper. its getting dark and i'm getting hungry and i come across this sign that says last exit for 50 miles or so, so i decided to pull off. the original plan was to make it to Denver that night, but it was late, so i decided to stay there at that exit in Utah. i pull into this cheap motel and i fought my nerves. i got out, walk in, went past three people in the lobby right up to the guy at counter, and got myself a room, all while wearing a soaked diaper. i'm standing there with my face probably beet read, cause i know i'm wearing a wet diaper, so in my mind i thought it must have been pretty obvious was wearing one which means they all knew. but i got the key, grabbed my stuff, and hurried to the room, the first one right by the lobby. once i got inside the exhilaration washed over me, kind of like when you buy diapers at the store the first time: i either got away with it, or i didn't and they know i like wearing diapers, and the embarrassment is kind of a turn-on. so i decided to have a little...private time in my wet diaper, and took out my laptop for a little aid. pull of a videos or two, make sure i got the volume up right since i just discovered pov diaper humiliation, and a short while later i finish. hop in the shower real quick, clean myself up, and head down the hall to get some ice. and as i passed the room next to me, i could hear they're tv clear as a bell. and the one next to that. and the one next to that. turns out the cheap motel really was cheap with paper thin walls and doors, and you could hear everything! and every time i passed by the desk the guy kept giving me this look. the next day i decided not to put on a diaper before i checked out.

i just ordered the rearz princess training pants (along with a couple other ones) cause they look so cute. i'd get the diapers but $32 for a bag is a lot since its one and done with them so they'll run out (i'd get the two-pack but i'm hesitant to wear styles when i have a limited number of them. i ordered a sample pack from ABUniverse about seven years ago and i think i've only worn two from it because there was only one of each, and this was back when they only had the cushies and super dry, so almost everything in the sample pack was strictly regular medical diapers). so i find training pants to be an economical alternative. not as great as diapers, but still lots of fun. on a related note i just learned about a diaper store near Atlanta (which is only a few hours away) that caters to a lot of abdl, so i'm dying to head down there to see what they've got...and pick up some sissy diapers.

for me its being a boy and knowing you're a boy, but wearing (either voluntary or forced) very effeminate clothing. like wearing pink boxers is a no, pink cotton panties are too butch, but pink satin panties with ruffles and a big bow? that's the ticket! and while you're add it add a frilly dress, knee-high stockings, a big hair wig, and too much makeup. sissy is wanting to be a tough boy but looking and acting like you belong in a toddler beauty pageant, and the humiliation that comes with it (either self-humiliation or from someone else)

hi, i'm nenog613. i've been into diapers since i was about 6. i'm a dl mainly but also somewhat of a sissy (if given the choice between a plain diaper, boy diaper or girl diaper, i'll pick the girl diaper usually every time). i joined because while i've basically been into the abdl lifestyle since i was a kid, and i've known about the abdl community since i was a teenager, i've never really talk about it with anyone other than couple random people online. its nice to say i enjoy wearing diapers and open talk about it and know i won't be judge for it, because pretty much everyone else enjoys wearing them too.

i flood because wetting is the last thing i do. i hold it for as long as possible, and after i've had all my other fun i stand in the tub (in case of leaks) and soak my diaper. then i enjoy the wetness for a little while before cleaning up, and playtime is over

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i was about six or so and had an accident at daycare. since these things happen what the day care would do was wrap you in a sheet kind of like a toga while they washed your clothes, but they were out of clean sheets. so one of the teachers took me to the back by where 3-year-old were, put me on a changing table, stripped my shorts and underwear off and tried to put me in a diaper. i tried to fight her off because i was too big for a diaper, but she held my hands down and put me in one anyway. then she sent me outside to play with all the other kids. i'm out there standing as far away from everyone as i can i a shirt, a pair of shoes, and a diaper, pulling my shirt down as best as i could to cover it up. i was very embarrassed and humiliated by it, but at the same time oddly excited and for some reason found the diaper very comfortable. since both my parents worked i was usually one of the last kids to be picked up, so every once and a while i'd sneak off to the 3-year-old area and steal a diaper and put it in my bag. since i had bed wetting issues growing up i'd always have to wear goodnites to sleep, but whenever i could i'd get my hands on a real diaper and wear it for fun. since part of the excitement of wearing diapers comes from the fear of being caught and/or wanting to be seen, growing up i'd create ways to have to wear one. basically just get my sister who's a couple years younger to play truth or dare, and when she couldn't think up a dare (which was often) i'd casually suggest something "get you a coke, run around the house five times, wear a diaper...", and every time she'd pick the diaper (or panties if i suggested that because i wanted to wear female clothes) and every time i'd "not that, its so humiliating" as i'd go an put on one.