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siysiy
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I was outed at work
it was not good.
but I have found that being open for me works well now, being a Little is part of who I am so I don't hide it, but at the same time I don't rub it in people faces.
I know that not every one can do this and they have to keep it behind bedroom doors.
I live alone so no problems on discovery, but last year I went on holiday with a platonic female friend, shared a room but not a bed.
I'm not shy about undressing in front of her, but don't want to make her feel awkward of course.
But unpacking, I couldn't really hide my packet of Lady Tena's, she was puzzled by them and questioned why I had them, but explained that they were just insurance against leaking, she was fine with it, I think people overall are far more tolerant than we think, but of course there are always a-hats that actively seek reasons to belittle (pardon the pun) others.
I'm not shy about undressing in front of her, but don't want to make her feel awkward of course.
But unpacking, I couldn't really hide my packet of Lady Tena's, she was puzzled by them and questioned why I had them, but explained that they were just insurance against leaking, she was fine with it, I think people overall are far more tolerant than we think, but of course there are always a-hats that actively seek reasons to belittle (pardon the pun) others.
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I have been caught by my parents and even though I’m 31 im afraid to buy any more
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I've mentioned it in previous posts, but I was only ever caught once. I've never told the full story so might as well now.
When I was a teenager and just getting the confidence to indulge this side of myself, my mother on a whim decided to completely overhaul my room, she must've been on a Feng-Shui trip or something.
I kept a stash of baby items in my dresser, you could slide the drawers right out and there were cavities in behind them, that's where I kept my things, it was a great hiding place for almost my entire high-school life. Well, she removed the drawers to make the dresser easier to move and saw a ton of baby items; pacifiers, rattles, bibs, stuffed animals, baby bottles. She had known I had an interest in childish things before (I liked cartoons, I played with toys still, I had a slightly immature sense of humour) and she would frequently tell me to grow up, but coming face to face with my stash must've been too much for her, she just couldn't understand.
When I came home, she gave me that tell-tale disappointed voice and told me to come into my room. She confronted me with my entire stash lying on my bed. I tried to explain these interests and lay them out for her, but she didn't want to hear any of it. She proceeded to give me a heated lecture about how it isn't "normal" for big boys to be interested in little things. I believe she ended this speech by looking up at the skies and shrieking, "why me, why couldn't I have a normal son", that one hurt.
To make matters worse, she then blabbed about this to my immediate family; aunt's, cousins and grandparents, some proceeded to reiterate what my mother had told me, others simply teased me relentlessly, I was extremely embarrassed. I think in my mother's mind, if I was made to feel ashamed of these interests, I would stop... well, it didn't work and I'm a happier person for it, I like being a baby when time allows.
To this day, I haven't brought this up again and she doesn't know the whole story about my AB side. We have a surprisingly good relationship now, but the memory of this event still stings. I am thankful however, that I didn't have any diapers stashed away at that time, I had just run out of them. If she flew off the handle over a few baby toys, I can only imagine how she would have reacted if she found diapers on top of it (shudders)
When I was a teenager and just getting the confidence to indulge this side of myself, my mother on a whim decided to completely overhaul my room, she must've been on a Feng-Shui trip or something.
I kept a stash of baby items in my dresser, you could slide the drawers right out and there were cavities in behind them, that's where I kept my things, it was a great hiding place for almost my entire high-school life. Well, she removed the drawers to make the dresser easier to move and saw a ton of baby items; pacifiers, rattles, bibs, stuffed animals, baby bottles. She had known I had an interest in childish things before (I liked cartoons, I played with toys still, I had a slightly immature sense of humour) and she would frequently tell me to grow up, but coming face to face with my stash must've been too much for her, she just couldn't understand.
When I came home, she gave me that tell-tale disappointed voice and told me to come into my room. She confronted me with my entire stash lying on my bed. I tried to explain these interests and lay them out for her, but she didn't want to hear any of it. She proceeded to give me a heated lecture about how it isn't "normal" for big boys to be interested in little things. I believe she ended this speech by looking up at the skies and shrieking, "why me, why couldn't I have a normal son", that one hurt.
To make matters worse, she then blabbed about this to my immediate family; aunt's, cousins and grandparents, some proceeded to reiterate what my mother had told me, others simply teased me relentlessly, I was extremely embarrassed. I think in my mother's mind, if I was made to feel ashamed of these interests, I would stop... well, it didn't work and I'm a happier person for it, I like being a baby when time allows.
To this day, I haven't brought this up again and she doesn't know the whole story about my AB side. We have a surprisingly good relationship now, but the memory of this event still stings. I am thankful however, that I didn't have any diapers stashed away at that time, I had just run out of them. If she flew off the handle over a few baby toys, I can only imagine how she would have reacted if she found diapers on top of it (shudders)
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Luckily not. I wouldn't like to tell my parents about my interests in being a little at all, and since I have my own apartment for many years now it's even not a 'logistical' problem at all (u know, hiding diapers and so on). The only thing my parents and some friends know is that I like footed pajamas, but that's more a practical thing (warm feet) to me instead of being a part of feeling little again.
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I haven't really been caught out with diapers, but I have been caught out sleeping with a stuffy in the past, and my family know that I have a thing for stuffies & toys and aren't bothered by my huge stuffy collection or vintage toys as I've always said it's a collection based on ones that are going up in value (I wish they were!), however that's the only part I think they know about. Thankfully. I don't think I would, or could tell them either way though. I've always suspected others may know about my fetish, but they've never said anyway if so and try to keep it low key anyway.
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My mom discovered my "stuff" many years ago when I was in college. I had a psychotic break when I came home one weekend and when I went back to school, she searched my room finding makeshift diapers and gay porn. She made an appointment for me at a large residential mental facility outside of Princeton where I had to see a psychiatrist. This lasted for several weeks until I talked her out of sending me. I knew my parents couldn't afford what it was costing and that was my out from crazy land. I call it crazy land because they did electro-shock therapy and lobotomies there, back in 1970. I had seen what that did to a person, like in "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" and I didn't want to be one of them.
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dogboy said:
Dang, and I thought my getting caught story was bad, that's just... rough. What a downright harrowing experience, I am so glad you made it out and didn't become a Randle P. McMurphy.
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Haha....yeah, me too. I remember the first day I sat all by myself in the doctor's waiting room. There were other's my age. We all were looking down, afraid to make eye contact, I guess. I felt like such a freak, a young gay kid who enjoyed wearing diapers. I wondered, how do you talk to some adult about this, someone you don't know? Will he put me away, have me committed? I was so glad to get out of there, but there was always the next week.
When I was writing Halloween stories for this site, I wrote a story about a young man who had to see a psychiatrist because of something that happened to him. The story is called, "Stopping for Coffee" and even though it's about demons, the part about having to talk to a shrink reflects some of my real experiences.
When I was writing Halloween stories for this site, I wrote a story about a young man who had to see a psychiatrist because of something that happened to him. The story is called, "Stopping for Coffee" and even though it's about demons, the part about having to talk to a shrink reflects some of my real experiences.
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Growing up I wet the bed every night until I was 15-16 so having goodnights wasn't anything out of the normal. At this point I had realized I liked wearing diapers a few years prior so when my bedwetting slowed my mom quit buying me goodnights so I had to wait until I was 18 or so and working to buy my own diapers. She knew I bought them but never said much. I recently had some incontinence troubles and she was the first one I talked to. I didn't have any diapers when it started and she even gave me some of her always pullups to help me out. It was weird going into her bathroom and putting one on knowing she knew I would be wearing it but it was kinda nice.
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I don't know for sure. My mom once opened the room when I was sucking on a pacifier. I immediately pulled it out so I don't know what she has seen. Also due to logistical issues I had to store used diapers in sealed plastic bags for a while in my room. There was no smell luckily but I had a big bag of old diapers laying around that was too big to sneak out. Once we had a whole lot of garbage outside that was ready to be transported. I just put my bag next to other things. My sister asked me later what was in the bag. I made up something. On the one hand she was asking like she knew. On the other hand if she knew I'm almost sure she wouldn't have dropped this that fast.
Plus once I was crazy wearing around my gf. When I was heading out she kissed me and touched my butt. I was only wearing a pullup so it wasn't even that bad. But she literally said it felt like a diaper. Jesus, girl, as if you knew what a man's diapered butt would feel like. I laughed at it and fled the scene.
Plus once I was crazy wearing around my gf. When I was heading out she kissed me and touched my butt. I was only wearing a pullup so it wasn't even that bad. But she literally said it felt like a diaper. Jesus, girl, as if you knew what a man's diapered butt would feel like. I laughed at it and fled the scene.
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