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I'm looking for a Mommy or Daddy who enjoys age regression, ABDL, BDSM, and other fun and/or kinky kinks.
I live a relatively boring life with not much excitement in my life. Sure I hang out with the couple friends I have, but that's about it. All my family is in another state, and since I work from home, the only time I see my coworkers is virtually. One of the benefits of living by yourself is being able to live out your favorite kinks. Having suffered abuse and neglect as a child, I have PTSD. My therapist and I meet weekly and I remember one session in particular. She made a suggestion that might help me manage the anxiety from my PTSD: try wearing adult diapers. It was so bazar. I thought she was out of her mind. As I thought about it, I got more intrigued. She sent me an email with a list of some of the top companies for adult diapers. She also suggested I check out the kink ABDL.

After my session, I drove home and proceed to search Amazon. I was desperate for anything to help my anxiety. My wireless must have been running slow because it seemed like an eternity before the search results appeared. To my surprise, there were a ton of options, with many having cute designs. Two diapers caught my eye: The Rearz Dinosaur diapers and the ABU diapers. They look really comfy so I decide to buy them. When my next session with my therapist came time, I already had the chance to try on my diapers. I'm amazed at how soft and thick they are, but also how much they aroused me. My therapist was so happy and requested I install cameras throughout my apartment. She explained how she needed to see how the diapers helped my anxiety. At first, I was not on board with her suggestion. She explained that by examining human movement, she can see how wearing diapers and the activities I engage in reduce my anxiety. She also hands me a card of a friend of hers and requests I visit them. The name on the card reads "Mommy/Daddy [Insert Name Here]". I'm a little confused as to why my therapist is asking me to visit a Mommy/Daddy but I figure she's the professional. I examine the card and see an email address provided, so I plug in all the necessary fields.

"Hello, this message is for Mommy/Daddy [Insert Name Here]. My therapist gave me your card and asked me to contact you. She said you would know what to do."

Once I've finished emailing this person, I run a quick Google search and see this person has a nursery and dungeon in my city. I begin to look through the site when my internet gets cut off. I look at my phone and iPad and they are without internet access as well. I chalk it up to being 2:30 am and the city is likely working on the cell phone towers. After shutting down my computer and plugging in my devices, I call it a night and head to bed. Little do I know when I wake up, I'd be in a completely different place.
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Hi y'all, this is the set up for the scene. My thought was, once I've woken up in this new nursery, you can begin to have some fun.
Kinks: I'm open to adult breastfeeding, BDSM, predicament bondage, chastity, diapers, fucking machines, forcing me to use my diapers, anal plugs, gentle humiliation and degradation, some feminization, gentle Femdom, made to play (give oral, use toys for anal, etc) with other boys and girls, letting Mommy or Daddy play with my asshole with toys or strap on or real cock, prostate play, some name calling (cute names), massage, enema play, body modification, and more.
Limits: Gore, vomit, no scat except for very specific situations, blood, piercings, and death. I'm sure I'm forgetting a few, but I'll let you know when I think of them.