Why do you think baby play is your fetish

I am an adult baby. For me it's somewhat sexual. I love my wife calling me baby girl and me calling her mummy in bed and he playing with her baby girl and breastfeeding me during sex. But being bottle fed and having my dummy is snuggle time.. It's relaxing and an intimate bond.

I don't know what caused it but I know it's only my wife/mummy that can for-fill my need. No one else ever could I wouldn't want it.

I want to be more babied, bit I'm not sure in what way.

What do you think of my circumstances ? and what's your experience.

Hi, I think you can call yourself extremely lucky having found someone who understands

your needs and is willing to take part in your inner life. If facts are true you are of very few

blessed with opportunity to act out what you have inside.

I'm 40 plus and as time goes on I feel something changes in my personality, I understand

with experience that I can't change much in this world, but this world have all powers and ways to change me. Also I haven't found partner to seek refuge within her, so I'm alone on the

battlefield and returning to my baby times is kind of hidingplace for my mind and since I'm

sensual minded, also for my body.

By the way, if you hadn't heard of, latest psychterapeutic techniques are used to help

patient to return mentally to early stages of life. I have not enough money to try this

but someone who can ,will experiment, maybe.

So beeing an AB is the same deeply intimate experience as sex , I think I will return mentally

to my childhood cause I need to change something there, but I haven't done it as yet, I stay in

pleasures offered by AB.

I wish you Good Luck and enjoy your position, friend !

Sorry for my poor language.

It wasn't so much money it was my partners and he got me into it but I still haven't gotten back into it after we've been apart

I wear diapers on demand from my wife on occasions and wet them when out and about running chores. When returning home I am told to undress and lie down on bed in change position on my back with legs lifted for my cleaning and diaper change. After the diaper is taken off I am given a wash cloth wiping and then a bit of powder is applied followed with a pleasurable coating of baby oil with masturbating occurring with a pacifier forced into my mouth to mute my moans and groans.

Once I begin to ejaculate chastising arises from the wife which heightens my climax immensely. Fretter

I think mine stems from being bullied as a child and wanting unconditional love. I feel safe when I feel little. It also excites me.

In my case I trace it all back to my childhood. I was never mistreated, on the contrary, I was loved and cherished by my mom who made me feel wanted, secure, and enveloped in her warmth and love. I was very slow to potty train and wore diapers all the time until mom told me unless I could stop wetting my diapers, I would would not able to attend the first grade with my friends but would have to go to a special school. So she helped me to learn to use the potty during the day but promised me she would continue to help me at night to keep my bed from getting wet. So she would diaper me every night before bed and then lay down and cuddle me until I feel asleep. This became our nightly ritual for a few more years until I was about 11 or 12 when mom stopped laying down with me and cuddling, but still diapered me for bed. By then I had started to become aroused when she was diapering me, my pee-pee would get hard when she wiped and powdered me, and pinned my diapers on and remained erect when she cuddled with me. I had no idea at first why this was happening but when mom would leave my bed after cuddling, I started to touch myself under my diapers and soon began to ejaculate. At some point mom did start to ask questions about my feeling when she diapered me and explained about puberty and why I was becoming excited and my pee-pee was getting hard. She wanted to know if I was touching myself yet and I told her that I did touch myself after she left my bed at night. Mom said she knew I was and was because she noticed my cummies when she changed me in the morning and was very pleased I was so honest. Mom told me that all this was normal and that she just wanted her big boy to be happy. and not to worry about wearing diapers at night and wetting the bed, because she would always be there for me. This was also around the time when mom stopped breastfeeding my youngest sister. She nursed me until 4 when my sister was born and continued to breastfeed until my youngest sister turned 4 and by then I was 12. When she cuddled with me at night, she would hold my head to her chest and I could feel the softness and warmth from her breasts, especially when she had changed into her nighty before diapering me and I could see her nipples under her nighty when she leaned over to wipe and powder me, pin my diapers and pull up my rubber pants. My pee-pee would become even more aroused as she placed my head on her chest and one her nipples would slip from her nighty and touch my cheek.

For the next five years I continued to both enjoy and want mom to diaper me at night and put me to bed. I knew I could stop wetting my bed but I wanted her to be with me at night because of how good I felt with her. I would always go potty in my diapers and play with myself as soon as she left my room and my desire to be diapered and nursed by a girl, to wet my diapers anytime I felt the urge, even to make messes in my diaper and to cleaned, powdered and diapered again, and to always know she will love and comfort me, has stayed with me until now at age 75. While I don't think of myself as an adult baby but just diaper lover, the truth lies somewhere between the two.