Just A Little Boy Exploring The World Around

I figured that this may be helpful for new regressors, so here's a post with some basic info!

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Here is an in depth article explaining the basics of age regression

Here is a much shorter explanation that isn't several paragraphs long

Here are some tips, info, and terminology

Here are some tips for voluntary regression

Here are a few activities for discreet regressors

Here are more activities

Here are tips for regressors w/ chronic pain

Here is some stuff that might help if you're ever upset and regressed

Here are some coping skills for when you're regressed

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I hope you find this helpful! Let me know if you would like a part 2 ^_^

When things feel scary remember 5,4,3,2,1! You're so brave and strong 🖤

Sometimes there’s this pressure to buy “real” agere items, but the truth is you might already own some things that totally count as little gear. here’s a list of everyday stuff that works perfectly in smol space 💕

🧺 cozy clothes & comfort gear

oversized hoodie or soft tee = smol outfit

big scarf or towel = blankie

fluffy or pastel socks = sensory comfort

scrunchies or hair clips = smol accessories

slippers = indoor baby shoes

🛁 bath & body stuff

bubble bath or fun-scented wash = smol bath time

lip balm or glitter gloss = sparkle self-care

cute toothbrush / flavored toothpaste = real baby vibes

pastel or glittery nail polish = tiny makeover fun

hand cream or scented lotion = calming sensory tool

🍪 snacky things

straw tumbler = sippy cup

plastic cup or bowl = snack safe dish

small spoon = baby spoon

cute lunchbox or container = daycare snack pack

🧸 toys & fidgets

keychain plush = travel buddy

old plushie = comfort friend

mini squishy / stress ball = fidget

stickers or washi tape = decorating time

beaded bracelet = soft little jewelry

empty jar = sensory bottle

🎒 storage & kits

tote bag or backpack = little bag / daycare bag

makeup pouch or pencil case = mini kit

coin purse = paci or bracelet case

I want to be treated like a little boy.

I want you to help me pick out what to wear, and put on my clothes.

I want you to ask me if I have to potty, because little boys don’t always remember to stop when they’re playing.

I want you to ask me which superhero is on my underwear today, and wonder out loud whether they’ll have to fight the Evil Pee Monster.

I want you to check and make sure that my pants aren’t wet every so often.

I want you to gasp loudly and say, “uh-oh!” when you find I couldn’t stay dry.

I want you to take me by the hand to go change into something dryer, and more appropriate.

I want you to gently but firmly make me put on my pull-ups that you brought with against my protests.

I want you to reassure me that it’s ok to have accidents sometimes, that’s just what little boys do.

I want you to give me my paci to calm me down when I fuss about my new, thicker underwear.

I want you to help me take my pants off so you can check my pull-ups when we get home.

I want you to ask me when my pull-ups got wet ,and how, and why didn’t I say anything to you.

I want you to take me over your lap when I admit I didn’t even try to make it to the potty.

I want you to pull down my wet pull-ups and spank me while commenting on how disappointed you are that I don’t seem to care about not going pee pee in my pants.

I want you to hold me close, and gently rub my red bottom and tell me it’s ok while I cry softly into your chest.

I want you to stand up and tell me that it’s bedtime, and therefore diaper time.

I want you to drag me away while I protest that I don’t need diapers, and it’s still daylight outside.

I want you to ask me if I’ve already forgotten my sore bottom, since backtalk results in spankings.

I want you to lay me down on the diapers you laid out and powder and lotion my bottom.

I want you to tell me that I must be a very little boy indeed to still need diapers at my age.

I want you to ask me if I secretly wanted to be back in diapers when you see how turned on I’ve become.

I want you to tease me about my diapers getting wet during the night while you tape me securely into them.

I want you to give me my paci and cuddle me, and call me little one, and pat and rub my bottom while telling me that you don’t mind that I’m just a little boy, even when I’m naughty.

i hope my mom will piece it together... (or recognize the person)

coming out?? no.. this is not coming out... this is just purposely showing signs!!

Here are three types of rules for Caregivers who are struggling to develop lists for their new little:

1. Rules That Establish Dominance:

These are the fun rules, and the ones that reinforce who is boss. Asking for permission to cum and letting Daddy pick out your panties each day are good examples.

2. Rules That Guide Health:

These help with physical and mental health. Eating breakfast each day, a required walk, journal writing, and required self play (good for burning calories and raising endorphins) are good examples.

3. Rules That Help With Goals:

These help make her that very best version of herself that she wants to be. Keeping her room tidy, working toward healthy eating habits, putting away money in the bank each week, and required time for studying are good examples.

**Rules may overlap into multiple areas. Required self play can help with mental health, weight loss, stress relief, sleeping habits, as well as establishing dominance. Looking at other’s rules can help you come up with your own, but by and large, rules should be tailored to serve specific littles and their unique needs. Happy rule making. 

But...

Why does dating as an adult feel impossible? Everytime I match with someone on these apps/sites we talk for a week or 2 then they ghost or block me.

I just want loved and it's getting to a point where the concept of love is a fantasy. (I just started a new anti depression med so that may be the cause of this ask)

So here's the paradox of dating:

Confidence is sexy. Like really sexy.

If you want to date someone so badly that it doesn't really matter who, the other person can pick up on that. This is why it always seems like you have the best luck when you're already dating someone! When you're not looking, when you're not seeking that external validation of your existence, that's when you receive it.

It's hard to feel confident when you're lonely and you're grappling with these fears of being alone forever and that nobody wants you. When you're plagued with these feelings, you don't believe in yourself, and those fears are visible to others... and it's not attractive.

When you're not having luck on the apps, find an event or club in your area. Go to Toastmakers, join a board game club, join an axe throwing group, take a yoga class (or a tai chi class, I did that for years and it's great, I learned how to use a sword to fight against opponents on horseback lol). Go to the places and do the things that interest you and meet people.

What do you have to lose? Worst case, you'll gain a skill and make some friends.

Because here's the thing: if you want a real relationship, you're going to want to be able to be friends with that person.

Here's another thing: forever is a long fucking time. I promise you, you are not the same person that you were five years ago. A lot has happened since then. You've grown and you've changed.

"But Kimmy, making friends as an adult is hard too!"

So. I make friends everywhere I go. If I go anywhere, I can make a friend because I'm not afraid to talk to people. I will literally walk up to a complete stranger and say, "Hey! I really like your earrings/tattoo/jacket." It's my confidence that people find intriguing, but is it confidence or is it just the absence of fear?

I'm not afraid of complimenting people. Catastrophically worst case, they get really upset and yell at me. So what? I'll be sad for a day or two and then I'll move on, because nothing lasts forever.

Okay so I'm all over the place on this one, it's a complicated topic, but let's talk about the Philosophy of Tens.

Bad things happen. Like constantly. You just bought an ice cream cone and it falls on the ground. You caught the flu. You broke your arm. You can analyze the severity of Bad Things thusly:

How will I feel about this in ten hours?

How will I feel about this in ten days?

How will I feel about this in ten months?

How will I feel about this in ten years?

That ice cream cone, are you going to remember it in ten days? Maybe - but as an adult, probably not. Why? Because you have perspective. That's what the Philosophy of Tens is all about. Perspective and scale.

If I compliment someone and they get upset, I might remember it in ten hours, I might still be thinking about it off and on in ten days. Ten months? Nah, it's forgotten. On the flipside, if it goes well... and you should compliment people on things they have CONTROL OVER, don't compliment someone's height or how beautiful the curves of their body are or the shape of their ear lobes, but rather things like jewelry, hair style, clothing, anything that is self-expression... if it goes well, you get a smile and they get a brighter day (and maybe they'll make someone else's day brighter too). The important thing is to give without the expectation of receiving anything at all in return.

SO.

Get out there. Enrich yourself. Learn things. Be kind.

MAKE FRIENDS.

Maybe you'll meet someone, maybe you won't. But if you're consistently kind, I think you'll find that people respect and return that. Worst case? You made some new friends and learned a new skill/hobby. You gained some confidence.

But maybe you meet someone special, who fits well into your life.

Confidence is sexy. Kindness is sexy.

I've got a story for you

Back in May, I wanted to show my appreciation to the trans artist community and practice expressions at the same time by doing an expressions sheet with all the big name trans artists.

I ended up burning out and falling short on this endeavor, but it wasn't entirely in vain, since I had completed 16 of the artists I wanted to complete.

Recently, I refitted the images for the sake of something I'm setting up, but having all the artists in an easier to comprehend format got me pondering.

I ponder no longer.

I know a few of you have had significant design changes since May, and I want to amend that at some point, but I hope this will still be a boon in this time where things seem bleak.

The artists illustrated, in no particular order:

@ayviedoesthings @assumptionprime @prettiestplatypus @koalaphoenix @azulcrescent @brooke2valley @darkmagenugget @kaylasartwork @nyxisart @bubbleverseart @deadeyedfae @welldrawnfish @felixfeliccis @tresenellaart @alienbycomics @komorebigold

Also as a bonus, the expressions template I had used, by @magicalpouchofmagic:

My stories tend to be long and multi-chaptered, so I figured it would be helpful to put together a quick way to find them here. If you are looking for all of the parts of a particular story, I always tag them with their title, so you can search that way. There are also links in each story to previous and next chapters (if they exist). Otherwise, the links and a little summary of each longer story is below.

Just so it's clear, although it should be obvious, all of the characters in my stories are 18 or over.

The Birthday

A husband, a prolific AB/DL writer who focuses on dark DD/LG, comes home in his birthday to find his wife has discovered his hobby and is ready to give him a birthday weekend that he'll never forget.

TW: Sexual, Forced, Breastfeeding, Wetting, Hypnosis

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

Lindsey's Big Little Day

Lindsey decides to have a 3rd birthday party instead of a 30th. She invites all of her friends to come in character. Various shenanigans and adventures ensue as everyone at the party undertakes a quest of age play and self discovery.

TW: Sexual (less than my other stories though, so far), Spanking, Wetting, Messing, Humiliation

Note: Consent is a bigger deal and much more obvious in this story than my others.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

New You Gym

Kylee and Michael, young professionals, join a gym to get in better shape. Kylee begins struggling with accidents, and she is slowly blackmailed into regressing further and further.

TW: Sexual, Blackmail, Messing, Wetting, Forced, Public Humiliation

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9

Babysitting for the Neighbor

Mads is an undergrad with a huge crush on his neighbor, a doctoral student who has taught a number of his classes named Erica. He's struggled to build the courage to ask him out, but feels he'll get his chance when Erica's friend Sarah lets him know about a babysitting job Erica is looking to fill.

Co-written by @baby-erica! Check out her awesome blog!

TW: Sexual, Messing, Wetting, Humiliation, Orgasm Denial

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

Sarah's Playground

Sarah is a timid, closet AB/DL who was tortured by her neighbor and babysitter growing up for being a bedwetter. She finds a magical amulet at a garage sale that allows her to reshape reality at her whim. While things go great initially, things deteriorate quickly as the magic of the amulet gets out of her hands, literally.

TW: Dark, Sexual, Messy, Wetting, Humiliation, Orgasm Denial, Breastfeeding, Lack of consent

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

Playing House

Bruce and Sandy, spouses, have been living out Sandy's DD/LG AB/DL dream for years. But, today, she wants to switch places. Bruce obliges, but what Sandy wants to feel like a switch in the dynamic feels more like she's a little girl playing House with her Daddy.

TW: Sexual, Messy, Wetting

Chapter 1

The Playdate - COMPLETE!

Mia the Middle and her girlfriend/mom, Lisa, go over to Lisa's best friend's house for a playdate with her little. Mia is certain that her Mom's friend is trying to turn her into a Little, rather than a Middle. She's right.

TW: Wetting, Messing, Lack of Consent, Bullying, Sexual

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

Short Stories

These are my one-shot stories.

The Baby Doctor (TW: Forced, Messing, Wetting, Public Humiliation)