My boyfriend came out as an ABDL: Update
It’s almost 6 months since I posted my little note about how @babytommee came out to me as an ABDL boy, and it’s also beyond our one year anniversary as a couple. That note has received over 1200 notes since I posted it, and we have been blown away by the kind things people have said, and people we’ve gotten in touch with since then.
Today I saw a reply on the note and thought, hey, now is a good time to revisit this!
@cndboy has kindly left me some advice on my grammar. Thank you for taking the time to do that, good sir, I do like to get stuff right where I can! I will say, having looked at my post again, I won’t be changing the grammar. That post represents where I was in my life at that time, my levels of knowledge (or lack, hah!) and naivety. I think I’d like to keep it as it is, although I’m sure it must have driven some folk to tut. I was doing my best on knowing-not-a-lot, and excitedly pelting out my thoughts, as Tumblr is the only place I can do so - that outlet meant such a lot. Thank you though! And I’ll look into the messaging thing, as it’d be fun to get more messages from folk.
On New Years Day, I washed and bathed my little scamp, and popped a nappy and his jammies on him, before keeping an eye on him drawing and watching Monsters University. When I sensed him getting weary, I took him to bed and tied his hands behind his back (NO FIDDLING! NO MISCHIEF!). When I was sure he was just about napping, I trotted off to the shop and made myself some tea. I thought, cripes, haven’t we come a long way in 6 months?! I met Tommee and I thought he was the most adorably-vanilla man I’ve ever dated, and he’s turned out to have the most unusual interests of all.
So yeah, we’ve come a long way! Here is my little sausage having a leap around at the wonderful Little Big Land event in December. We had a lovely day out at our second event, even though, once again, we were pretty shy and kept to ourselves (I think @daddy-for-my-gf may have been the lovely gent who rescued me from some gym equipment I kept careering into, and I recognised a few other folk from Tumblr, but I shy!). I didn’t feel so little that day, I felt middle-ish, but I still had a wonderful day attempting to act as Tommee’s inept babysitter.
Sometimes I do fancy being little and being bathed and wrapped up in big crinkly pants and hugged and drawing and colouring in and snuggling up watching cute shows and having more hugs and having my food cut up for me... and when those times come, Tom provides them. Likewise, sometimes Tom fancies it. Sometimes we BOTH do, at the same time, which is chaos. Sometimes we wonder what it would be like to have playmates, or a caregiver to keep us both under control, or many things.. And it’s all good! It’s a part of our relationship now, but not all of it - sometimes it’s something we do a bunch, sometimes we don’t think about it for a while.
This week we’ll be getting a package that will include my first onesie and I am so excited to try it on, and I hope he treats me to a tutu soon (HINT HINT, GET ME TUTU ALREADY :D ). We will discuss whether we will attend the next LBL, which falls a couple of days after my birthday...
But we’ll also discuss a load of other stuff - what is for tea, what sofas we like, what film to watch, what made us sad, what made us happy, what we are looking forward to, what good work we’ve been doing, what embarrassing thing we did that day, what thing we did to annoy each other, what bike ride to go on...
So yes. I think of myself as a part time little girl now, and Tom as a part time little boy. And I can’t believe it was ever any different, but I also can’t believe there was a time before we had each other in our lives, because everything seems so right.
I hope that doesn’t make you feel queasy! ANYWAY! Thank you for your support, advice, nice messages. We’d love to make some new pals and maybe even have a drink or hang out with folk at and around events, so don’t be shy. I can be slow to reply, my laptop is on it’s last legs, but mostly.. Thanks for being there, for being my sounding board, and for letting me rant at you about stuff that we have to keep hidden. You’re not all bad, Tumblr.
PS. This is another heavily un-edited ramble, I apologise for any grammar/spelling/terminology mistakes I am likely to have made.
PPS. For those who have asked what I look like, I basically look like Mim, the little girl in the stickers in this post. And I behave like her too, haha.