Like a couple of other people posting, I’m really into the fantasy of like, “2 stage” regression, where I’m younger, but still old enough that I shouldn’t need diapers and its therefore embarrassing when I do. The perfect vibe is “precocious in some ways, immature in other ways, young girl who’s massively embarrassed by wetting herself. She wants to be a big girl, but deep down she knows she’s not grown-up enough”.
Perfect fantasy is Im a trans teenage girl in a world which is much more accepting) and either Im only on puberty blockers but not hormones or my body isnt physically responding to them normally or some excuse. I go to a normal (all girls ) school and but the other girls in my class appear 5 or 6 years older than me. They all look more like young women than kids - I look like a tween at best ( and my attire doesn’t help)
I have only super limited bladder control so most of the time I know I need to pee only a minute or two before I wet myself, sometimes a few seconds. So basically I’m stuck a perpetual state of potty training, of pressing my hands to my princess parts to keep myself from weeing in my big girl knickers, of being tearfully escorted to the school nurse for a change of clothes, rarely going a day without a little leak or dribble of an accident, never going more than 3 days without soaking my tights and dress, and that's of the limited and controlled times im allowed out of nappies.
I’m the previous poster so like I say in that , in my fantasies there's relatively little harsh bullying and no disgust, but a whole lot of patronizing treatment is simultaneously mortifying for me, but also makes me feel small and safe and turns me on, all at the same time. Im mostly in denial about the last two. So there's, some light teasing, a lot of maternal instincts being activated, and a very limited few who are specifically attracted to me because im a fetish for them.***. I’m this freckled 4’2 doll with big Disney eyes that pisses herself, cries easily, and wears animal print camisoles vests instead of bras ; my big thing is being pathetically adorable, and adorably pathetic
Home, school, and a few other places where I’m heavily supervised are the only time I’m allowed to wear the “big girl knickers” which I am stupidly proud of having earned, which are actually cloth training pants, thickly padded enough that they might as well be diapers**. Anytime I go anywhere unfamiliar, or my training potty inst available, its back to disposable diapers, the intentionally thick/bulky abdl ones. If I’m going to go a while without a change (like to a cinema ) there are thicker and thicker options of (in the universe, readily available) differing brands as well as stuffers, all replete with babyish designs.
Theres something particularity magical about the word “bedwetter” that just gets me. In this fantasy I get to work at my daytime training (though it is of course all a Sisyphean task where I never make any real progress) , but I have never had a dry night in my life, and my mummies give no thought at all to night-time training until im dry during the day, which of course wont be happening. My “night-nappies” are absurdly thick, probably cloth for environmental reasons (at least when not on sleepovers, dreaded school trips ect***).Occasionally I complain and plead for things like goodnites or whatever, but secretly a small part of me loves the comfort/security my massive bedtime nappies bring.
My parents are loving and supportive but insanely coddling and controlling.
There something interesting about the world being extremely progressive, but in way that makes me getting babied more acceptable, so there's kind of a “horseshoe effect” where my ultra-woke lesbian mums have read on a parenting blog that maintenance spankings are an excellent way to prevent the build-up on guilt and self-hatred in youths prone to social anxiety. Chastity cages are of course simply excellent at prevent erection based dysphoria so kept in one 24/7 without anyone ever asking my opinion. Cis girls have had more time to be themselves growing up so of course Trans girls should be treated a bit more childishly*. Of course I’m never trusted with even touching my nappies, let alone changing them – that’s for grown-ups to look after. So while the way im being treated might be a little surprising, my mummy might just say “oh she’s a bit of a late bloomer” as they explain a the bridal boutique that my flower-girl dress needs to accommodate an ultra-thick nappy to last the ceremony and instead of being freaked out the assistant just accepts it as adorable, and pats my padded bottom and tells me how cute I’m going to look.
The school I get sent to is similarly progressive and therefore willing to accommodate my parents requests and more – Teachers frequently ask/remind classmates to check my knickers for accidents (and do so themselves), and to take me to the nurses office every break to try to use the plastic training potty with Disney motifs my parents lend the nurses ( “oh she does so much better on these, she finds the big-girl-bathroom too intimidating you see”), where the nurse has to undress me since I’m not allowed to do that myself ( making the fact that I’m not technically diapered utterly pointless, but nobody cares).
A word that sometimes get used in abdl stuff that sums this all up for me : “blushy”.
*Since fantasies can be purely selfish, I of course get to be the babiest baby. Other trans girls maybe get treated a bit childishly ( maybe bed-wetting is super common) but they're getting their nappy changed on the beach like its no big deal, whereas I am (it’s a pretty big deal to foot-stomping and whining me). Probably I have arranged play-dates with some of these girls, who always revel in getting to be more mature than someone else for once in their lives, and get to lightly bully me and be a bratty “slightly older sister”. So there's an aspect of normalization, without the loss of humiliation that having nobody to feel “littler” than would have.
**Princess diaperkitty and adultbaby films both some truly great examples of these, even more so than the more common padded training knickers that are still great. My Screencaps are worthless though because theyre so low-res
*** I have loads more thoughts on this kind of dommy /classmate/babysitter/eventual gf with “big sister” vibes who wants to fuck me , but only because im so babyish. As well as a lots , lots more about clothing ( I really love love love, vintage childish dresses, traditional british uniforms, everything like that),other accessories ( I love white tights specifically so so much) and also sleepovers.
But this is already a long wall of, probably cringe, text so I’ll stop here for now. If anyone do want to hear more though I will write some stuff up.