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Hi there! I'm Oli, a 38-year-old fun-loving little at heart most of the time. I live in Essex, England, but I'm open to long-distance relationships while ultimately seeking a long-term local connection. Being little allows me to feel cozy, snuggly, and filled with wonder. My little side developed as a way to cope with the trauma from fostering and adoption, as well as growing up with a disability. Due to countless operations, speech therapy, and physiotherapy, I wasn't able to fully enjoy infancy and childhood. Regression became my way of reclaiming those experiences and finding comfort. My journey began with mild cerebral palsy, and through adoption, I found my forever family. From a young age, I discovered solace in nurturing care, vivid imagination, and the comfort of nappies. My Little Side: Nappies are an essential part of my little space, providing both comfort and security. While I'm not wearing them full-time at the moment, it's something I'd like to do to help me cope with stress, anxiety, and overstimulation from adult life. Ideally, I'd love to find a caregiver who understands this need and supports my journey towards full-time nappy wear as a way to manage overwhelming feelings and stay grounded. Adult Life: While I deeply enjoy my little space, I'm also a responsible adult with a successful IT career. I maintain a good work-life balance and can engage in mature, intellectual conversations. When feeling big, I embrace my enthusiastic geeky side, diving into games like Baldur's Gate 3 and Final Fantasy VII. I'm fortunate to have traveled to amazing places like Thailand, St. Lucia, Jamaica, Antigua, Cancun, Maldives, Greece, and Walt Disney World in Florida (twice!). These magical adventures have given me a treasure trove of memories. Music is a big part of my life too. I love rocking out to different genres – from blink 182, The Offspring, Iron Maiden, Linkin Park, Editors, The National to Mumford and Sons, and many more. Indie, Rock, and Metal are probably my favorites. When I have time, I also enjoy working out and keeping in shape at the gym. Relationship Needs: I'm seeking a nurturing Mummy who can provide the care, structure, and babyhood I crave. While I understand it may not be immediately feasible or realistic, I dream of having a cozy nursery where I can be kept babied daily by someone serious about this lifestyle. I recognize this is an ambitious goal, but it represents my ideal scenario. In the meantime, I cherish more attainable aspects of caregiving like cuddling, bottle feeds, bathtime routines, and bedtime stories. I'm open to discussing and finding a balance that works for both me and my caregiver, understanding that compromise may be necessary. What I Offer as a Partner: As a partner, I'm attentive, affectionate, and emotionally supportive. I'm a good listener and always strive to bring joy and playfulness to our relationship. I'm tidy, responsible, and capable of supporting you emotionally when needed. Boundaries and Communication: While I enjoy deep regression, I have clear boundaries and am always able to communicate my needs and limits. I'm open about my desires and expectations, and I value honest, clear communication in relationships. Interests: I get excited about dinosaurs, space, Marvel, gaming, sci-fi, and all things fantastical! I enjoy watching colorful shows, coloring, and playing pretend. If you're a nurturing caregiver interested in a committed, loving relationship with a little, I'd love to connect. Please reach out through one of my profiles to start a conversation: https://www.tumblr.com/dippersaurus https://fetlife.com/users/11814312 https://t.me/DailyCrinkles

“Daylily” will focus on regression and babying, and will have little to no actual sexual content. This series features the same main character as my earlier story, “Delilah.” It will also be publicly available on my patreon. All characters are adults. This is still fetish content, so 18+ readers only please. Delilah’s Daddy unsnapped the straps of her booster seat and helped her out of the car. She put her arms around his neck and allowed herself to be lifted out and set on her feet. Her pink and white sneakers crunched on gravel as she touched the ground. He kissed her cheek and handed her sea-turtle plushie, which she clutched to her chest. Turning away, he went to fish her backpack out of the back seat. Delilah smoothed the skirt of her onesie against her slim thighs and fiddled with her pacifier clip. Daddy had let her pick out a new onesie for the occasion, and she’d chosen sky blue with a pattern of yellow flowers. They had both had fun getting her ready; her hair was up in pigtails, and Daddy had selected blue and yellow hair ties to match her onesie. She had loved how she looked when they left the house that morning, but now she felt anxious and self conscious. Being babied in public was new to Delilah. She knew that this secluded house, shielded from the road by a thick row of evergreens, was hardly “public.” Still, she felt exposed, standing in a stranger’s driveway dressed like a little girl. They were parked in front of a board fence that separated the driveway from the yard. “Daylily” was painted in cheerful yellow letters on the sign that hung from the gatepost. She stood on tiptoe to see over the fence. Fruit trees obscured the house, but the yellow siding was visible through the branches. Dandelion yellow. Daylily yellow? She wasn’t sure. Delilah did not know much about flowers. She heard Daddy behind her. “Here, let’s get your backpack on, sweetie.” Delilah let her Daddy slide the straps of her jellyfish backpack up her arms. The main compartment in the bell of the jellyfish held her snacks and an emergency change of clothes, as well as the gameboy and three bags of candy she’d shoved inside when Daddy wasn’t paying attention. Plush tentacles hung down her back and swung as she moved, brushing her bum. He took her hand and smiled at her. “Ready baby?” Delilah nodded. Her small hand trembled in his steady one. The gate creaked as Daddy opened it and lead her through. She held her sea-turtle firmly by one flipper, swinging him against her leg as she walked. A path of stepping stones led them through the fruit trees and towards the house. The leaves whispered in the breeze as they passed under them and Delilah could hear insects buzzing. Outdoor toys were sitting in the shade of the trees; a playhouse, a blue plastic rocking horse, a toddler slide. Swings hung from the largest branches. As they stepped out from under the trees, the house came into full view. Delilah stopped. It was large and sprawling, and spilled over the slight hill that it sat on like a riot of yellow daylilies, daffodils, dandelions. Behind the house, Delilah could see the tops of playground equipment and something shining - was that water? Her heart was beating fast. What would they be like? How was she going to handle being little without Daddy there? Daddy let go of her hand and rubbed the small of her back, making the tentacles of her backpack sway. “Are you still nervous, sweetie?” “Little bit.” Delilah laughed uneasily and sucked in air through her teeth. She turned around to hug him, wanting to hide against him. Which wasn’t easy - she was four inches taller than he was. “You’re gonna have so much fun, sweetie.” He squeezed her gently, rubbing her hips. Her diaper rustled under his palm. “And you’ll have lots to tell me about tonight.” “But I’ll miss you." “I’ll miss you too, sweetheart.” Daddy scooped her up, holding her against his hip. Although Delilah was tall, her build was tiny and birdlike. Her Daddy, short and heavy-set, could lift her easily. “But it’s just for the day.” “I know.” She put her arms around his shoulders, her sea-turtle flopping against his back. His beard tickled her cheek and her diaper squished under his hand as he supported her butt. Delilah blushed. She hadn’t realized she was wet already. He carried her the rest of the way to the house. Flowerbeds flanked the front door, and lilies and peonies looked up at her as Daddy climbed the steps. She reached out and trailed a hand along the railing. It was warm under her fingers. It was going to be hot today. She could already smell it. They had reached the top of the steps. Daddy kissed her and tickled her tummy, and she giggled and smiled despite her nervousness. He picked up her pacifier from where it was hanging against her ribs and placed it in her mouth. “Do you want to ring the doorbell, baby?” Delilah nodded, suckling her pacifier to help calm herself. The doorbell was shaped like a sunflower, the button was the black seed head. She took a deep breath, and rang.

Hey everyone, I'm a hobby writer and would love to get some feedback regarding my current story (incomplete). I'm aware that there will be an excess of spelling mistakes and errors as I often write on my phone and transfer it into my working document as I go. Cheers LOVE PLUSH.pdf

Hi everyone! I just wanted to share a link to the Littlespace Online community. While it is targeted more for Caregiver/little dynamics, littles, and middles (an ageplay mindset older than diaper-age typically--but not always!) we would be more than pleased to see more AB/DL running around the site having fun. We have some nifty things like free adult coloring pages, raffles, giveaways, a personals ads area, a live chat room, how-to guides, informative resources, an online store, and more. We've been around for about a year now and have over 5,500 members so we're pretty active! It's a great adult community of friendly people so if you're looking to branch out a little please do check out the site. We're also open to promoting podcasts and things related to ABDL and ageplay so we might be a great resource there too! http://www.littlespaceonline.com/ I hope to see you around soon!