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(And that is good! Helping others is what makes us human. So like how you helped me, let me help you too! If you ever need help, just ask ok. There are people here, not just me, who really care about you. You’ve helped us so much so let us help you. *hugs onto your leg even tighter*)
I moan loudly behind my pacifier gag, as the vibrator is pushed into my diaper. My breathing gets heavier as I drool and wiggle from the pleasure, getting closer and closer to climaxing.
(*pulls you into a hug* Your not worthless! You are perfect in your own special way. As my new hero, Deku would put it “Just because people call you worthless, doesn’t mean you aren’t useless.” I am not gonna let go until you feel better about yourself. *pouts and holds onto your leg like a toddler as I sit on my padded rear, determined to make you feel better.*)
I drool a bit as I feel Abbi rub my soft padding. “I..I..I... I WUUV YUUUU SOOO MUCH BIB SISSHY~” I moan as I bite down on the end of my paci as my warm, damp padding squishes against my sensitive privates, loving how helpless and powerless I was, like an actual baby. Trying to squirm and struggle, even though you can’t move, and the want to be pleasured and to pleasure others, make them smile and happy and have them coo you and say baby talk, it all makes me feel... cute, and happy. I wonder if Abbi will treat me to something new?
(Oh... I hope you get it soon. I’m sorry if this is short but as much as I want to, I don’t know what to do to help. But please don’t forget about how you made me feel, you make me happy, and I don’t want that happiness to go away. D-does your mother accept you for who you are? I wish mine was like that...)
I felt a little bit of warmth in my diaper when she pat it. My breathing begins to grow heavy as she rubs my warm, wet diaper, feeling pleasure as she rubs it against my privates. “M-more bib sisshy~” I moan through the pacifier gag.
(Oh No! I hope it gets better, you have helped me embrace this new AB side of myself and you have helped me through some rough family times as well (when we first met was around the time when I got news that my parents were going to be getting a divorce.) so please, I hope you and your life gets better. You helped me through so much, so I want to help you too.)
I sat still as Abbi attached the restraints to my wrists and arms, lightly blushing as I think to myself about how cute and how big my rear must be in a 12-inch thick, pink, frilly diaper. I began giggling and laughing out of control as Abbi tickled me, showing no mercy. I tried to wiggle away but the restraints held me tightly in place. A few minutes passed, and I was teary eyed and still giggling from the unrelenting tickling. But then, my dams burst, as I wet my diaper without any control or hesitation, which is what I thought Abbi would have wanted. But in the thick diaper, that heavy wetting barely made a small, slightly visible, yellow stain on the underside of it. A sigh of relief escaped from my mouth once I wet.
Hi everybody. I love to RP. I'd prefer it femalexfemale rps and that there are no Anthros.
I am currently pursuing my masters is social work, focusing on clinical social work to become a counselor. I've had a lot of trauma in my past, and I absolutely am willing to help anyone out who needs an ear to talk to. We're an odd bunch, and it can be hard to find comfort in someone who doesn't really know what can be a major part of your identity.
I do write on rare occassion, you can find my writings at https://www.deviantart.com/ab-avery/gallery
please don't just message me with little things like "i'm stinky change me" its just... not fun. I don't want my relationships to just be superficial goofy abdl stuff anymore. I can work with it, but please understand I want to be able to talk like an adult still when I feel thats better for the both of us.
Hi everybody. I love to RP. I'd prefer it femalexfemale rps and that there are no Anthros.
I am currently pursuing my masters is social work, focusing on clinical social work to become a counselor. I've had a lot of trauma in my past, and I absolutely am willing to help anyone out who needs an ear to talk to. We're an odd bunch, and it can be hard to find comfort in someone who doesn't really know what can be a major part of your identity.
I do write on rare occassion, you can find my writings at https://www.deviantart.com/ab-avery/gallery
please don't just message me with little things like "i'm stinky change me" its just... not fun. I don't want my relationships to just be superficial goofy abdl stuff anymore. I can work with it, but please understand I want to be able to talk like an adult still when I feel thats better for the both of us.