I don’t think that I’ve ever seen the tena slip in blue. I like wearing these diapers, but thinking back of them, they always felt like they were on the small side? And like they can’t handle a second pee
Well I could, but probably I wouldn’t. I’m not a supporter of increasing my chances of exhibiting fetishes to strangers who are not on the lookout for such a thing. I realize that the question was asked in good faith, and that I do ‘expose’ myself to strangers on tumblr, though I’m not the kind of person to do this in public ^^. I’m sorry that I can’t live up to your question.
Oh, is he? He’s still not available around where I live ^^. I don’t know whether I’d get another one, though. Maybe one shark is enough to keep me company in bed!
There’s so many reasons to feel confident about yourself and your accomplishments. Seemingly, it’s easy to dismiss them all, and pretend that we’re someone who we’re not ^^. My blog is direct evidence of that, I guess? (Gasp, I’m not actually a baby, I only pretend to be one !!)
In psychology they will refer to this phenomenon as “imposter syndrome”, disproportionately affecting high-achieving people. I should know all about it, but I don’t. It’s not that I don’t have insecurities, don’t get me know. On most days, my fingernails are bleeding from me constantly biting them. I don’t know why I do that, but I think it’s some low-grade anxiety or at least a really bad habit xD. Regardless of this, I feel that I am generally happy.
I wish that I could give sound advice to my readers. Though, I feel that my experiences are mostly irrelevant to others, seeing how I’ve never had a normal job XD. Why should you take advice from someone who has always worked in an ivory tower? Though, I’m still glad that I can make others happy by being confident and positive ^^.
It’s been a long time since then, over a year ago ^^. Thank you, nonetheless. It’s increasingly strange to think back of this period in my life.
On the one hand, I contributed to various research projects, of which some have resulted in deliverables in the form of manuscripts. On the other hand, I devoted time to my own scientific development, technical skill, and my career. I feel more confident in myself, and I can tackle complex issues. Given that I already have some peer-reviewed publications to my name, it’s now up to me to either pursue an academic career, or leave academia to do something else entirely. Back in the beginning of 2020, I couldn’t really decide what I wanted to do, so I opted to try my chances as a postdoc. If it doesn’t work out, I can always ‘fall back’ to a non-academic job ^^, is what I thought.
Though, in the back of my mind I do think that contributing to research and development is ultimately more helpful to myself and to the world around me, versus a ‘regular’ production job. I don’t consider myself more or lesser than others, nor do I consider one job lesser than another. Notwithstanding, you’re reading this message because people in the past made all the necessary technological developments to make rich global communication attainable, possible and nowadays instantaneous. Whether you agree or disagree with me on this topic is completely moot and irrelevant when you daily enjoy the fruits of all the r&d happening around you XD.
It’d depend a lot how well I know this friend. There are certain friends who I would love to ageplay with, but also friends who I would rather not do something so personal and vulnerable with. There’s only a few of my friends who know that I am coucherequin…
It’s not the easiest topic to talk about, after all ^^;;
Don’t worry, I’m not an unreasonable person. When I said that I might leave in the future when people get too annoying to me, I might have been a little frustrated. I do love the attention that I get on tumblr, and I hope that I can make others happy with my pictures. It’s a balance, you see? I give and I take. Though, when I feel like I am giving much more than I can take, then tumblr would kinda be like a timesink.
I allow myself to watch YouTube videos or anime maximum 1 hour per day. All my other waking hours are spent either at work, doing my household, or working on my own projects (tumblr being one of them). With such a tight schedule, the things that I do will have to be worth it ^^.
I really need to start posting pictures again to this blog. Last time I posted new pictures was weeks ago… So I had asked you which one of these 4 diapers I should wear ^^… I made my choice, wore … Continue reading →
Hm yeah. Definitely onion for me. I don’t mind it when there’s a little bit of onion in my food when I eat at someone’s place, or when I’m at a restaurant, though I avoid it in my own cooking.
But I’m not a fussy eater. I avoid onion and garlic, and stay away from organ meats, but I’ll eat most of everything else ^^. By European standards, of course ^^;; , you will definitely not find me eating shark fin soup
I was awarded my doctorate in September 2020, I have been working as a postdoc ever since. You don’t need to use any titles around me. Ever since, I have more readily deleted silly comments and messages, because it is just not worth my time ^^;. Maybe one day I will simply disappear from this blog, and never come back, when I realize that it is not worth my time any more. I haven’t gotten to that point yet. There are still a few people who I enjoy interacting with.
XD When I was really a child? Hm that would probably be a Dutch book called Pluk van de Petteflet. I wouldn’t be able to remember it, though. I should re-read it to see if I can recall anything of it.
You should cherish the books that you hold dear ^^. I threw a lot of books away over the years and occasionally I do regret it.
@itmustbefun wrote a story for me (doing 95% of the work). I provided the description of the
characters, events and overall feel, and they provided the details of the
story. I did the final editing.
Short
ABDL story, ~1500 words, 10 minutes reading.
All was quiet at night. The soft breathing of both Ann and Odi
was all that could be heard in the quiet cozy city apartment. The streetlights were
dimmed by the curtains and provided a soft glow in the room. Ann started to
move more and more frantically in her sleep, eventually waking up Odilia. Odi
looked at her friend as she seemed to wake up and started crying. “Ghosts
there, seen them, scaaaaary”, Ann sobbed through her tears. Odilia was
reminded that Ann used to get bouts of night-time frights. Although tough and
hard-working on the outside, Ann still hid childish fears and feelings. Sharing
the night with her old friend, and being treated as a young child, subconsciously
brought back those childish fears and memories. Would it not be better if our old
fears were forgotten, and only our fondest memories remained? Odi put her hand
on Ann’s shoulder, followed by running her fingers through her friend’s hair,
in an attempt to comfort her. “Let’s go to your bedroom”, she said with a
motherly smile, as she signalled and helped her to get up from the couch. The
two slowly walked hand in hand to the bedroom, carefully feeling around the
walls as to not bump into anything. Ann was stumbling behind her, slightly sobbing,
and mumbling about the nightmare she had woken up from. Though the room was
dim, Odi noticed the lamp on the nightstand. So many years ago, she had bought
it as a gift for her friend. Odi specifically got it, to help Ann with chasing
the ghosts away. She flicked the switch, giving the bedroom a more pleasant
atmosphere. Besides the lamp, though still on the nightstand, was an adult-sized
paci. Odile lifted the covers of the bed and helped Ann to lay down. She gave
her soft kisses on her forehead and cheeks, and gently put the paci into her
friend’s mouth. Ann closed her eyes and smiled, as she gave a few suckles on
the paci; slipping further away into her safe baby-space. Odi got into the bed
as well, behind her friend, so to be the ‘big spoon’. She pulled the covers
over the both of them and whispered soft words in her friend’s ear. “It’s all
right. Mommy is here for you. You’re safe, no need to worry about any more
scary scaries… Mommy is right behind you, hugging you”. Ann whispered
“Yes mwommy, I aw bwawe and stwong” before falling asleep. Odi felt a deep
motherly warmth inside her. Oh, how she loved to take care of this little
friend of hers.
It was early in the morning. The sun was shining through a slit
between the curtains, straight onto Odilia’s face, much to her chagrin. Her
friend seemed to have turned around in her sleep, as she was now hugging close
to her, her face buried between Odi’s breasts. Their legs had also crossed, and
Ann’s thigh was against Odi’s crotch. The paci had fallen from Ann’s mouth
during the night. Odi softly stroked over Ann’s hair, slowly waking her up. In
the twilight zone between dreamy land and our world, Ann’s mouth started to
look for her paci but could only find Odilia’s breast. With her face, she
pushed away the fabric and softly started to suckle on the nipple underneath.
The scene turned Odi on, as her nipples slowly became erect. Odi felt how it
started to excite her more and more. Even to Odi’s own surprise, her nipples
were unusually sensitive this morning. Every suckle sent a yolt of energy to
her crotch, which was being pressed by her friend’s thigh. She didn’t want to give
in to this feeling. Not yet, anyway. Anticipation is sometimes more fun than
giving in. “I’m sorry baby, mommy isn’t ready yet to breastfeed you. I will
prepare us breakfast instead”, she said as their eyes met. Odi kissed her
friend on the forehead, and turned around to step out of bed. There was a large
shark-shaped plush on the floor. It must have fallen out of bed, earlier. Upon
handing the plush to Ann, she immediately held onto it, wrapping her whole
small body all around the soft animal, seemingly putting her into a trance. Odi
put on a pink bathrobe that was hanging by the door, and went to the kitchen to
prepare breakfast.
With her friend gone from the bedroom, Ann, now fully awake,
became aware of her surroundings. Admittingly, she was already awake when she was
suckling on her friend’s nipple, and was well aware of it becoming erect. She
knew that they were sensitive and how Odi likes it when her nipple gets touched
by her friend’s tongue. She reminded herself of that one time Odi allowed her
friend an extended suckling session. The reason became apparent when Odi let
out a long and loud moan as she climaxed. Some things never change. Ann looked
for her paci and put it in her mouth. “Without mommy, it’s not as fun”, she said
to herself, as she was thinking about the babyish feeling she just shared with
her friend. Moving about the bed made her aware of her swollen diaper. The
whole ordeal had made her very aware of her own horniness. The thick diaper
between her legs dampened the feeling of the shark that she was hugging so tightly.
It also made her well aware of how full her bladder was. She decided to give in
to the pressure and let her bladder’s content run into the diaper. The feeling of
warmth overcame her, as the diaper further filled itself up. At this point, the
diaper had swollen up so much, that she could no longer press the shark against
her crotch to pleasure herself. She started to pinch her nipples hoping that
this would put her over the edge, but it just sexually frustrated her further. Her
hand slipped into her diaper and her fingers started to play with her pussy.
All her senses were triggered: hugging the shark close for maximum contact
while fondling her breast, suckling on a paci, the warm and full feeling of the
thick diaper, her fingers playing frantically with her clit. She closed her
eyes and tensed up. Curling toes, a deep inhale, legs stretched as the inevitable
orgasm waves washed over her again and again, while her fingers continued their
repetitive motion. Trying not to make any loud noises, she forcefully kept her
mouth shut as she moaned. After the second orgasm wave, the paci had fallen
from her mouth. Feeling refreshed, she lay in bed, enjoying the afterglow of
her secret self-pleasure. “I’m sorry, mommy, I was very naughty and came
without you”, she whispered. She felt a sense of guilt, but knew that she would
make up for it to her friend, later today. This has been an evening and night
of her dreams and she made sure that Odi’s fantasies would be thoroughly
fulfilled, as well. She got out of bed and took a warm hot shower. Undressing
herself and removing the wet diaper felt lonely and the feeling of baby-space
unfortunately left. Nonetheless, the hot water running through her hair, over
her breasts and body felt amazing. How she loved the feeling of hot water in
the morning. It washed all worries away whilst the hot water seemed to hug her
all tightly. She put on some basic matching underwear and a beige short-sleeved
ankle-high summer dress, tied in the middle with a likewise-coloured ribbon, before
joining Odilia in the kitchen. “Look who’s there, sleepy head. It looks like
you had a nice refreshing shower. Your cheeks are all red and blushy. I made us
some French toast; dig in!”. They enjoyed breakfast together, and neither
brought up what had happened the last 24 hours. It almost felt like it didn’t
happen, like it was completely natural. “I didn’t bring any fresh clothes for
today, I’m afraid”, Odi said. “Can I borrow some of yours, for today?”. “Sure,
help yourself to anything of mine that fits you”. Odi went to the bedroom and
started to look for clothes to wear. Her friend was smaller, though a long
dress would probably fit her. She decided on a white blouse with puffy short
sleeves, and a pinafore-style knee-high dress, which is probably an ankle-high
dress for her friend, and a pair of leggings. They were a little tight on her, though
this only accentuated her well-formed calves. She looked at herself in the
standing mirror. It felt weird but nice to be wearing her friend’s clothes. The
nice scent of the fresh clothes reminded her of Ann’s perfume which made her
blush. “What would today bring for us?” she wondered.
16.) 🚀Other than stuffies, what other Little toys do you have? Cars? Tea Set? Red Wagon?
One day I’ll have my nursery room, with my own crib and all the other baby thingies that my heart desires. For now, my ‘crib’ is my bed, my diapers, onesies, soft fleece socks, pajamas, my shark plush and fleece blankets. I have several adult dummies, and several baby bottles to drink from. In terms of toys, I don’t have anything in my own home, unfortunately. I used to play a lot with legos, building and rebuilding the same few boxes that I had. I do still have the legos, though they’re in my old room at my parents’ home. (XD also I think all the kits got mixed up into one big box… oops. Good luck following the instructions now!)
20.) 🍼Do you drink milk? What kind?
I like drinking chocolate milk, both from a regular drinking glass, as well as from a baby bottle. I also like drinking infant formulae, specifically from a bottle. I’ve never drank formulae from a glass, before (😂). Formulae makes me feel very little. It tastes different from milk, and when you first taste it (as an adult), it can even be a little off-putting. I do recommend that others who are into littlespace give a bottle and formulae a chance. I realize that formulae comes in huge packages (usually 800 g), enough to make 6 liters of formulae… I’m not a full-time baby, but I’m still a really big baby. I make myself 3 or 4 bottles of formulae, so my tummy feels all warm and fuzzy ^^. It’s a lot of milk, and I kinda feel sleepy afterwards. In my ultimate caretaker-baby fantasies, I’d be bottle-fed several times throughout the day !!
Not of the dark, but I feel uncomfortable when my laptop is off 😭. I keep it switched on all the time, so that there’s a little bit of light and background noise in my room. Thereby, it also stays connected and I feel connected to the internet at all times. On my nightstand there’s also my phone, which is also always connected… Do you feel like this, too?
14.) 👑Do you ever feel bratty in Little space? If so, what do you do when you feel bratty?
Hm I hate this but when I am very sad, I drink a whole bottle of wine, wear a diaper, get really angry at myself for being so stupid/stubborn/annoying/whatever, cry my eyes out, pee myself, and fall asleep. I’ve only had to do this a few times, now. It does help, I feel. When I wake up again I feel like I can start over (after a shower XD).
I logged into netflix, went to this particular episode and scrolled through the episode to find that scene, at 10:30 min into the episode. Yes, it’s the same BLÅHAJ from ikea. Though, the one in the episode is clean and new and not squashed to a pancake like mine.
Also, my shark plush is unique in that it is my support to get through difficult times ^^. He also helps me release magic feelings into my diapers.
1.) ⛺Are you scared of the dark?
2.) 📚What’s your favorite children’s book?
3.) 🌽Which veggie is the most icky?
4.) 👶Do you like adult pacifiers?
5.) 😄Are you ticklish? Where is your most tickliest spot?
6.) 🛁What amount is the best amount of bubbles in your bubbly bath?
7.) 🐉Are there monsters under your bed?
8.) 🎬When you are sad, which children’s movie makes you happy?
9.) 🙊Which Stuffie is the one to which you tell all your secrets?
10.) 🎨Would you rather draw with crayons or fingie paints?
11.) 🍓How do you like your peanut butter and jelly sandwhich? Describe in great detail.
12.) 🐊Which dinosaur is best?
13.) 😿Should you cry over split milk?
14.) 👑Do you ever feel bratty in Little space? If so, what do you do when you feel bratty?
15.) ☕What’s your favorite way to play with your stuffies?
16.) 🚀Other than stuffies, what other Little toys do you have? Cars? Tea Set? Red Wagon?
17.) 💡Do you sleepies with a nini-light?
18.) 🙈Where’s the best hiding spot for hide and seek?
19.) 🍉Which juice is the bestest, most yummiest juice?
20.) 🍼Do you drink milk? What kind?
21.) 🏠Describe your perfect blankey fort! The most epic, most fancy fort you can imagine!
22.) 💦What color is your toothbrush?
23.) 🎁What do you want for your birthday?
24.) 🍦What snacks make you feel Littlest?
25.) 🎪Would you rather go to a carnival or a petting zoo as your Little self?
☆~Credit Jennibellarella~☆
I’ve never skied or used a snowboard, so I don’t have an opinion of it. I’m afraid that I’ve never even seen it for real; so for all I know it doesn’t even exist xD. Snow and snow-sports are not for me. I’ve lived all my life in places where winters are long, dark and grey and consequently life takes place indoors during those months. I don’t get Winter depression, or something like that, but I recognize that I have less energy and motivation during Autumn and Winter. I wonder if others recognize this, as well
