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One who discreetly asks me if I have any spare changes with.

Who asks me how I’m doing every hour or so and keeps an eye on how much I’m drinking.

Who doesn’t mind helping me find a spot to change or assisting me even.

One who doesn’t bat an eye when I very obviously have an accident while we’re napping cuddled on the couch.

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I need a best friend who simply understands, accepts and maybe cares for me in the gentlest most platonic ways.

Laughing when I settle in for the LOTR marathon because I didn’t even bother trying to hide the pretty printed abdl diaper beneath a band tee I stole from them.

Commenting playfully on how they’re jealous I won’t have to get up for potty breaks.

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A best friend who keeps spare diapers for me and maybe other supplies over at their place! They could ask me to stay the night on a whim and I wouldn’t even need to bring anything!!

They probably took this opportunity to stock diapers they specifically wanted to see on me…

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A best friend who might insist on cutting my food up for me at the restaurant, despite my protest. They know I’m specific about what I eat and how I eat it.

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A best friend who leads me to a secluded spot or a private bathroom without warning at some sort of big event. Telling me I need to change, no choice or questions about it as they hand me supplies they packed. Asking if I need or want help maybe..

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I need a best friend who helps or guides me in the littlest ways, accepting me for who I am and embracing it.

I want a true connection, someone whom I can be vulnerable and intimate with very comfortably.

There is a moment, isn’t there?

That sweet, shuddering second when your body remembers that it is no longer in charge.

It happens when the warmth spreads, the first time or the hundredth, when you realize there is no stopping it, no undoing it, no erasing what you’ve done.

Did you mean to let go?

Did your body simply decide for you?

Or was it the diaper, whispering, coaxing, urging you to surrender?

Because that’s the truth, isn’t it? You aren’t the one in control anymore.

Oh, you thought you were.

You thought you could wear without falling deeper.

You thought you could indulge without changing.

You thought you could stay clean, keep your dignity, hold onto the illusion of choice.

But the diaper knew better.

The diaper always knows better.

And that’s why you ache, isn’t it?

That’s why you ache when you wake up dry, why you ache when you hesitate to put one on, why you ache when you remember the thrill of wetting but deny yourself the relief of experiencing it again.

Because deep down, your body knows the truth.

You don’t just want this.

You don’t just crave this.

You are already becoming this.

And the diaper?

It is simply guiding you there.

It doesn’t argue.

It doesn’t hesitate.

It doesn’t ask permission.

It simply waits.

And when you tape yourself in, when you give in, when you sigh into that first, perfect release, you realize the truth that was always waiting for you.

You don’t have to think.

You don’t have to fight.

You don’t have to choose anymore.

Because your body already has.

And the diaper?

How do you determine if someome is a good someone to tell about the whole diaper thing when youre 24/7, how do you handle it?

Thanks for the question, Aplooplaneepse!

Since I (RY) am not 24/7, I'm handing the keyboard over to Lola to answer this one.

--begin Lola part--

*a golden glow emits from said keyboard* *butterflies flit about*

*is that a waft of jasmine and pee?*

Considering that my partner (RY) is the person with whom I made the decision to go 24/7 with, I haven't been faced with the task of telling a potential partner. I met my other partner through the community as well, so it was easy to have that discussion when we met. I find that that question comes up quite often in gatherings of ABDL'rs.

So, I guess I don't have good advice from personal experience! But, generally, a good rule of thumb is that if your relationship with that person is somehow being disserviced or unable to grow because you haven't shared it with them, AND you trust them to keep that confidential, that might be a person to tell. Or, if it's someone you are looking to potentially start a long-term romantic relationship with and you have had enough time together where you trust them (which is probably a precursor to beginning a long-term romantic relationship), you should tell them. They have the right to know.

--end Lola part... butterflies flit away...--

--start RY part; the smell of stale whiskey permeates--

I'm with @lolaandthens0me on this one. If you are 24/7, it's clear that wearing is really important to you, and that it has become a part of how you choose to live every day. If it's important enough for you to do every day, it's probably not going away just because you make a new friend or start a new relationship, so I understand why you would want to know who to share it with!

At the same time, not everyone in your life needs to know. My essential starting point on this is: who would you *normally* share about your sex life with? Even if you don't see wearing as a sex issue (some people wear for comfort, etc.), it is generally considered a kink. So, if you have a friend that you trust (and hasn't already shared a strong preference against kinky folk) that you would share details about your sexual desires with, they are probably a decent choice. For instance, you wouldn't share it with a casual acquaintance at a party, but you might share it with a best friend.

Just be ready that they may not understand, and may have reservations. This is, in fact, a kink, and as such is inherently different than the norm. So if they need time or have a lot of questions, that is totally normal! Bring the same surety to your conversation that you have when you tape up every morning: you are doing it because you know it's right for you. If you share with a ton of trepidation and apology and shame, they will see it as a bad thing you are "dealing with," versus a part of yourself that you don't see as a problem. Or, even better, a part of yourself you really like!

--steps down off of soapbox--

Our Best,

Y'all, hear me out, but what if you see diapers as both intensely shameful but also intensely comforting? And when you wear them, you feel comfortable, so it's easier to get aroused. And arousal mutes that sense of something being nasty or shameful (because, it does). And then you have an orgasm, and so you finally relax. So now you're relaxed in general, and the shame has come back since the arousal is gone, so suddenly the diapers just feel like shame? But what if there isn't a reason for all that shame? What if, other than what your parents or other kids or etc told you growing up, there's nothing shameful about them? What if, as an adult you can be a responsible diaper wearer, and wear diapers for whatever reason you choose?

Imagine a world where you can just wear a diaper if you want to. No rules, no judgement.

I have this ever-growing feeling that is not a fantasy; it's the world we live in.

And there are a lot of downsides, even then. There's chafing and skin irritation and that feeling of being wet which gets uncomfortable, eventually. There's a need to carry a diaper bag and the problem that most of the clothes I want to wear have weird bulges with a diaper under them. Changes are a lot more hassle than a bathroom trip. But I can still make that choice. If I have a really stressful and busy morning and don't want to worry about the bathroom, I can just wear a diaper. What if somebody noticed, though!? Are they really going to think "What a pervert"? Are they going to think "How shameful"? or are they going to think "Huh, maybe she has a UTI or something"?

If we're being honest, my relatively minor problems are probably best handled with a pad or period panties. But that feels like all the downsides without the upside of, y'know, not having to worry about bathrooms.

It's possible I have some amount of OAB. Maybe I always have. It's possible that I have never *quite* been able to trust my sense of "do I need to go?" - that is, I've always gotten a lot of false "I need to pee a little bit" signals. I've also always been a bit thirstier than others. A minor genetic difference, nothing impossible to deal with.

It's possible that my parents never understood this. And their shaming me made me think I was wrong for it. They made me think it's all in my head.

It's possible I found ways to work around it (by going to the bathroom a lot, or just assuming it's a "bad signal" if I just went). I make extra sure to pee before a big trip or getting on an airplane (even if I had just gone 30 minutes before). I never miss a bathroom opportunity even if I don't need it.

If all of that's true, it gives me all kinds of choices, from what I was doing to kegels to monitoring my morning fluid intake. But diapers - they may be a valid choice, too. Especially during stressful times when I need to focus, or time periods where I may have long periods without bathroom access. And if they are?

Well, then... all the shame I put myself through for craving them... would have no point.

Then... me deciding to put on a diaper post-security isn't me making an excuse to do something naughty, it's a practical choice.

But wait, what if I'm just really paranoid about the signals and making extra sure I'm never in a position where I'd have an accident because of the trauma I grew up with? And my body is really just completely normal and average? Then I could still choose diapers so I just don't have to stress about it?! But then why I have had this negative, humiliating voice in my head my whole life? Was all that... for nothing?

IDK y'all. I'll get back to horny content at some point, but this is kind of wrecking my world.

You have always known. The quiet tug in your chest when you saw them. The pulse of longing that never faded. The way your mind wrapped around the thought of them even when you tried to let it go. You may have told yourself it was a habit, a fantasy, a quirk of your desires. But it has always been more than that. It has been truth.

Diapers are not something you chose. They are something that has always been part of you. Maybe you hid from it. Maybe you tried to push it away, stuffing it into the corners of your life where no one would see. Maybe you spent years wondering if you could live without them, if you should live without them. But the answer was always waiting in the silence.

There is a reason you feel at home when you wear them. A reason you crave their presence, their thickness, their softness, their security. A reason the thought of being without them stirs something uneasy inside you. Because diapers are not just something you put on. They are something you are.

And yet, for so long, you may have resisted. You may have believed the world’s voice over your own. You may have thought that denying this truth would make it disappear. But truth does not vanish. It lingers. It waits. It returns in dreams, in quiet moments, in the way your body aches for what it has always known. The only question is whether you will accept it.

Acceptance is not about giving in. It is about becoming whole. It is about recognizing that you were never broken, never wrong, never something to be fixed. The world taught you to doubt yourself, to second-guess your desires, to believe that something so deep and undeniable must be unnatural. But the world was wrong. There is nothing more natural than aligning with who you truly are.

Diapers are not just an object. They are identity. They shape the way you move, the way you think, the way you feel safe and seen. They are the rhythm of your body, the embrace of comfort and surrender, the language of something deeper than words.

Because diapers are not separate from you. They are you.

So stop resisting. Stop second-guessing. Stop thinking of this as something outside yourself, something you allow or deny. Take hold of what you have always known. Let it settle into your bones. Let it become as natural as breath, as certain as gravity, as undeniable as your own reflection.

Not for me lol, for a friend. Make him suffer

1 like = 1 day in diapers

1 comment = 3 days in diapers

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Despite your best efforts, a tiny smile crept across your face—even as your older sister lifted the back of your dress, exposing your messy diaper to the room.

“Ut oh, I think our little diaper girl made a poopoo! Yes, she did!”

And you’ve never been happier.

For as long as you can remember, you’ve been drawn to the thick, crinkly, and delightfully comforting padding of diapers. You couldn’t help it. You couldn’t explain it.

Life was just better in a soggy diaper.

Yet, you always hid your shameful lust for diapers. Forced to fill your diapers in utter privacy.

Not anymore.

i love having even tapes but really it doesn’t matter how they look! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

"Hey, I think your... um... thing... is sticking out of the back of your jeans. Figured I should tell you..."

"Aww... don't worry, I get it. I kind of figured things were going in that direction."

"I guess I had a feeling something was up. You haven't exactly been going to the bathroom as much as you used to..."

"I bet it's gonna save a lot on laundry—one less thing to wash every day, ya know? I'm sure you were going through a lot of loads."

"No, it looks totally fine now! And hey, everyone’s into big butts these days, right?"

"Honestly, nobody would have even noticed! I just caught on because I spend so much time with you."

"Hey, no more dealing with those gross bathrooms in public, right? That's honestly a major plus."

"Crinkling? Oh no, not at all! I hardly even notice it."

"I promise, we won't tell anyone. Wouldn't even dream of talking about your little secret."

"You’re acting so mature about the whole thing, really. It’s cute that you're really trying."

"And hey, you get that special bathroom pass now, right? I bet that gets you out of so much boring stuff!"

"I guess that makes you the most prepared person in our friend group! Always protected, you know."

"Hey, do you want a break from carrying your diaper b— uh, I mean, your backpack? I can hold it for you if you want."

"You know, I think you might’ve cracked the code! No wonder that babies and toddlers are so relaxed."

"Think of all the times you’ll get to skip out on those gross porta-potties at festivals! What I'd give not to have to use those."

"Well, I'll bet this is way easier than before, back when you were in pull-ups. You were having a lot of leaks..."

"Hey, I’m heading to the restroom. Wanna come? You need to... you know... take care of anything?"

"Do you need me to go get your boyfriend? I know he helps out with you sometimes."

"Aww, I think it’s great that you have someone like him to help you out. Not many guys would be that dedicated."

"Don't worry, I'll still be here when he's done helping you."

"He’s such a sweetheart... so on top of it. Honestly, I think he’s more attentive than even most parents are."

"Hey, want me to check your shirt before we go? Just wanna make sure everything’s nice and tucked in."

"Yep, you’re good! I’ll let you know if I see it riding up again. Gotta keep an eye out for you!"

"Aw, no, I actually think it’s sweet! I always loved the smell of baby powder."

"You shouldn't feel embarrassed around us tonight at all. We all know."

"Maybe you’ll get to see the whole movie this time! You always used to miss, like, half of it, remember?"

"Oh, he just texted to check if you need a change before we sit down. So thoughtful, right?"

"Look at that massive bathroom line... lucky you, you don’t have to worry about that anymore!"

"Hey– do you want me to remind you to, er... change? While we're out? I just wasn't sure if you can feel it or not."

"Well, just let me know. I've still got your backpack."

"Wow, just think of all the drinks you can have without stressing about it like you used to! That's like, perfect for you."

"You look so sweet when you're all comfy like that. I can't remember the last time I saw you so relaxed."

"Hey, nobody makes a big deal about it with babies, why should we make a big deal about it with you?"

my mum is coming to stay with me from tomorrow until new years eve which means it's daytime pull-ups for me for the next 10 days 😭 not sure yet if I'll be on here, so have a happy christmas! hope santa brings all the little ones some nice toys 🎁🎁🎁 😇

meanwhile ... ive been talked into this:-

for every follower i have on new year's day, I'll promise to stay 24/7 in diapers for one day in 2025, and i'm already up to 6 months worth 😳

oh and let's say for every reblog of this post by 1st January, I'll add a week to that total!

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