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I'm looking for a Mommy or Caregiver who enjoys age regression, ABDL, BDSM, and other fun kinky kinks.
I live a relatively boring life with not much excitement in my life. Sure I hang out with the couple of 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 virtual. 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. After discussing my history with her, she made a suggestion I wasn't expecting. She prefaced her suggestion by saying it might help me better manage the anxiety. What was her suggestion: try wearing adult diapers. All I could think was, this is so bizzare. I thought, she must be out of her mind. As I thought more about her suggestion, I more intrigued I got. 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 immediately got on Amazon. 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. At my next session, my therapist was eager to talk with me. 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 am engaging in reduce my anxiety. She also handed me a card from a friend of hers, asking that I requested a visit with them. The name on the card reads "Mommy/Caregiver [Insert Name Here]". I'm a little confused as to why my therapist is asking me to visit a Mommy or Caregiver 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 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 setup 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/ANR, BDSM, predicament bondage, chastity, diapers, fucking machines, forced to use my diapers, anal plugs, gentle humiliation and degradation, some feminization, gentle Femdom, being "forced" to play (give oral, use toys for anal, etc) with other boys and girls, letting Mommy or Caregiver play with my asshole with toys or their strap on or real cock, prostate play, some name calling (some cute names, some not so cute names), massage, enema play, body modification, and more.
Limits: Gore, vomit, no scat, blood, piercings, and death. I'm sure I'm forgetting a few, but I'll let you know when I think of them.