snazzy

Diaper dragon who likes diapers

Just a friendly dragon that wants you to relax a little. NSFW, 18+. He/Him. Asexual/diapersexual.

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I wonder if this also applies to like "actual childhood stuff" too. Like my little/middlespace age is a weird combo of like 3 and 8 smushed together to where I love diapers and pacifiers and bottles and stuff...but also Legos and Hot Wheels and watching Sonic the Hedgehog and stuff like that too. Like I grew up on Sonic and I still find myself coming back to the same cartoon now.

Upper littlespace/lower middlespace with a cozy sincerity as opposed to campiness and slight self-consciousness is the exact overlap that is perfectly keyed to dissolve me into a happy little creature.

Like... 5-10ish; too old for diapers or pullups, but not old enough to properly hide or reliably obtain them on your own. Accidents will be found out about and are fussed over with a feeling of conflicted interest and guilt, but caregivers still sympathize and are sure you'll get it next time! Legitimately trying, but quietly self-sabotaging due to feeling internally conflicted and intimidated by not having some soft, squishy extra padding to fall back on... Making it to the potty and using it - wow you did it! ...But yet noticing the cooled squish when you slide your pullups back up. Maybe enough control to notice and hold, but not good enough judgement to consistently decide that maybe it would be a good idea to pause and take care of it before it gets worse~ :>

A perfect headspace to feel confident and independent, but still easily shaken into wanting reassurance, support, closeness and acceptance 💖

Listen Snazzy, when everyone else is running around in their HYPER HEFTY HUGGIES yelling about how they're packing their plump, puffy pampers!!, a girl's gotta do her best to convey the flipside of the coin, too!

Sometimes the absolute subdued normalcy of a conflicted little critter doing their best and always falling short is just the cozy contentment you need :> Totally normal situations that you could totally manage! ...If you were sure you really wanted to, or were a little more aware... It's so easy to just slip into homework, coloring, or doodles; sometimes just slumping forward and not noticing the building pressure until you sit back or feel the tell-tale sensation of sudden flowing or the warmth blossoming and spreading out or even, sometimes, just the cool, soft, puffy squish between your legs of an accident long left unnoticed in the midst of a movie or deep daydream...

It doesn't even have to happen often; a few times a week, a coin toss at night - you're trying, you're sure of it! Just enough that you're never really out of your pullups at the very least even if only for your own reassurance, and there's always someone close to tear the sides open and help you step into a fresh pair and hold you close when you start making discouraged little sniffles. "Hey, it's okay. These things take time! You'll grow into it, and even if you keep having trouble, it isn't that big of a deal. It isn't your fault and you haven't done anything wrong - we'll keep trying, and your training pants will be there for as long as you need them, yeah?" The words sink in, reassuring, and by the time you're tucked into bed the pullups hugging your thighs are once again relaxingly warm and thick.