u/Skipper_Blues

Being a male sucks! well… not in general, but in terms of being a little who wants to be cutesy and aesthetic in all of their photos… yeah, it sucks!

Whenever I think about ABDL, I often think about cute things such as… baby-aesthetics of the lifestyle and how pastel and smooth everything is. Whenever I see photos of mostly women in the ABDL lifestyle… I often see them as such a perfect pair to ABDL because of how smooth they look in terms of body shape, skin smoothness, etc..

But unfortunately, as a male in the ABDL world where I just want to share my aesthetics through the use of photos to share to the media… I often see myself as a disgusting, hairy, muscular, rough-skinned man who tries to fit in the ABDL visual on the way I want to show. But unfortunately due to my masculine body, it has become harder for me to try to find the right angles and the right lighting to at least not show the masculine side of me and make an overall wholesome photo of me.

Whenever I take photos of myself trying to be cute… I mostly have to edit a lot of things out such as: the hairs, the body figure, the skin-texture, etc. just to make the cute photo I wanted and to at least try my best to not creep a lot of people up.

Anyways, that’s my take… I don’t know what you think but please give me your insights. I have posted more than 5 photos of me online now which where you can see if you ask me through DM. Thank you and have a good one!

In my lifetime… I probably have been caught more than 5 times. My family never really got the memo why I kept doing it or why I keep getting and wearing diapers for myself. They always just tend to laugh on the idea that I am of age that doesn’t need to be in diapers anymore. Yes, I am not incontinent nor a bed wetter anymore… but diapers or regressing are the one that keeps me feel like myself whenever I feel stressed or scared of the world around me, so you can say that I am regressing or using diapers as a coping mechanism to ease my anxiety or my thoughts of depression.

One of the memorable ones I got caught was when I was probably around 16 years old, my family was planning to have a sleepover at my godmother’s house for Christmas for 3 days and we are leaving the house like a day after it was planned. So me since I know I won’t be able to regress or use diapers for the span of 3 days, so I figured I’d use one to at least calm my mind. So a day passed… and as you know, I used a diaper for what they’re used for… during the night. I completely filled it up and of course remove it due to me not wanting to get caught by my family members and threw it in my bedroom bin, and that’s where I made the biggest amateur-hour as an ABDL. So a day passed once again and we leave the house to go to my godmother’s house to celebrate christmas for 3 days…

3 days passed… we just got home and as we walked in the door, we were greeted by this stench. We were baffled on where the smell was coming from, including me. I was clueless on where the smell was coming from, my family started looking around the house for dead animals such as rats that might have died when we left the house. So we bravely smell our way to the source and they of course went to my room and searched every corner of my room to see where it is coming from. My older brother smelled his way to my room’s rubbish bin and there he saw it. A diaper just sitting there, left for 3 days and rotting its smell in the whole house. Of course my parents came to me and ask why is there a diaper in my bin. I started thinking of ways to get out of the situation but can’t think of any due to my embarrassment, so I just stood there saying I don’t know over and over again. But of course this isn’t my family’s first rodeo with me getting caught that time so they already know it was mine. I just couldn’t find a reason at all to get out of that situation.

I am completely embarrassed by that situation due to me being a younger brother by my older brother and an older brother to two of my younger sisters. So everyone was judging me and also staring at me weirdly, which I hate being the center of attention even for my own family. Then the day after that they kept teasing me about it which caused me to have mental breakdowns which I never show them and lock myself in the room.

It was one traumatic experience for me but that never really stopped me from doing the things I wanted. I just learn from my mistakes and take extra precautions for it. I now have a track record of 8 years of not getting caught and I am hoping it still carries on.