marieandherbubby

[marieandherbubby]

I got to spend the whole morning and afternoon testing just how much my new dino diapeys can hold 🤭 let's just say I was super impressed.

I can't say enough just how much I love the @rearzinc dinosaur diapers ❤️

This is me showing off to Marie how (not) soggy I was 😅 she got a good giggle out of it.

[marieandherbubby]

Bubby got his first set of @rearzinc pjs & training pants 🥹🦕🦖 Celebrating with a slow Saturday morning watching 3 Ningas was fitting 🥷🤍

[marieandherbubby]

The Confession 🫣

Oh Man, where do I even begin.. How does one confess their biggest and deepest secret? One you’ve managed to keep bottled up since you were just a young boy? Not to mention, to someone who has known you throughout most of those years and now shares a bed with you. Well, you do it, with pins and needles from the anxiety and uncertainty that lies thereafter. Luckily for me, I found my happy ending.

It was Feb 21st, a date now cemented as the day we became an abdl couple. It was going on my longest hiatus from wearing or partaking in anything abdl related and it was really on my mind as of late. I knew I was going to cave and order myself some diapers. But this time, I wanted it to be different… I didn’t want to be in another committed relationship and keep this side of me hidden again. There was just something about her caring, nurturing and well, motherly side that gave me comfort opening up about it.

I had spent most of the morning on our phone calls and texts dropping little hints and building up the courage around other topics that leaned into wetting and diaper play. I still can’t remember exactly how it was said (maybe because I was just simply that scared to actually say it out loud) but it happened. Heart pounding, stomach in my throat, literally shaking with nerves. But this news wasn’t met with a gasp, or disbelief or disgust, no, not at all. She almost immediately wanted to hug me and assure me that everything is going to be okay and my secret is safe with her.

The entire rest of the evening and night was spent on the phone together, one side curious and open minded, and the other elated and relieved. Layer by layer I peeled back more of my little side and love for wearing and using diapers. I explained about the community I found and this is when she learned the term abdl and that this isn’t a kink or fetish, but just who I am.

So here we are, about a month later and I’ve never been happier and more accepting of myself and my abdl side. I already have a little stash of abdl stuffs forming that I now can keep just in the bedroom. Introducing this into just our normal day to day lives and our bedroom has been so easy, it’ll only get better from here.

To think I could go back 10 or 15 years and tell myself that having this life won’t just be a fantasy but a reality makes my heart so happy I could darn near cry.

To my fellow abdls, I only hope each and every one of you get to have a partner who allows you to just be you and love you whole heartedly for it.

~Bubby

[marieandherbubby]

”I wear diapers”

Is not a line you expect to hear on the other end of a phone from someone you have called a friend for 23 years and your boyfriend for the last year. The confession took his own breath away, as if he was wishing he could reach through the air and snatch the words back and swallow them before they could register for me….

Do not panic, do not scare him off…while the initial exchange has become a blur, this is all I remember thinking to myself upon reception. Never in my life have I spent 9 consecutive hours on the phone with someone but that night I did. I hung onto every word as he nervously walked me through the secret he’s held with such a crippling death grip for the last 20 years that now I’m the only other soul on this planet to know…

I have never sat and listened as much as I did that evening…listening to the descriptions of the guilt, the shame, the embarrassment, the binging, the purging, the denial, that has quietly existed and tortured him in the background almost the entirety of the time I have known him. “I’m still the same man, I’ll still protect you, I’m still me..” another exposed wound began to bleed on the other side of my phone….my heart shattered & my eyes filled with tears. While the onset of the news stirred a lot of emotions, the need to leave was never one. Here’s the thing, diapers are a part of him. As is his favorite color, his favorite songs, & his favorite muscle cars. It’s a source of comfort when I’m not there, it’s an escape from reality to wear while snuggling a stuffy & watching his favorite cartoon. It isn’t his entire personality, simply a just another layer of him. This is not to water it down but how I feel any loving partner should receive this kind of news, and to know this doesn’t seem to be the case for the majority makes my heart ache in ways I didn’t know it could.

Our lives are forever changed..for the better. Now I get to see & know him, all of him…and most of all protect him & this secret, our secret, for the rest of our lives. This community may be small, but it’s mighty & it is full of some of the most beautiful, brilliant people who walk this earth. While I may only wear during my time of the month…finding a partner who loves you, diapy & all is very real, very possible, & we are here to prove it. To those who have tried and been denied & discarded or haven’t even worked the nerve to say it out loud…we see you, we love you, you’re safe here.

to my bubby, I love you. 🤍

~ Marie