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Too often so many posts are about relationship problems, people struggling to find their partner, "fake" people and just all around negativity. That's why I like to share positive experiences and feelings, to try and combat the negativity. Last night I shared a fairly simple intimate fantasy I've been having of late with my Daddy. It was nothing complicated and knowing my Daddy I knew He would be more than happy to fulfill the fantasy. What I didn't expect were the extra steps that He would take to make it special. He lit candles, put on the Carebears and took plenty of time for slow extra touches, gentle putting and time to make sure I was in the perfect headspace. After He took more time to slowly let me come back from what was a very intense experience. When I tried to say thank you His reply was simple, "You don't need to say thank you sweetie, I do this because I love you, I love this and it makes me feel complete". There are Caregivers that do it to make their partners happy and then there are Caregivers that do it because it's who they are as a person. I count myself lucky to have the former in my life as my partner. What to some is "the extra mile" to Him is just a pleasure that we get to share. To all the Caregivers out there who are Caregivers at the core and who embrace a little, know that you are special and those of us with you in our lives count ourselves as incredibly blessed to share your lives as your littles. Thank you to the Caregivers who in the eyes of littles, "go the extra mile" but to you it's just a positive perk of being a Caregiver to a little.

It’s been nine years on this forum, and in that time, I’ve witnessed so many changes. From the “Tumblr girlies” to the rebellion against Fetlife, the rise of clubs, and the evolution of DDLG into CGL—I’ve seen it all. I’ve watched the questions "Am I little", "Is this a red flag" and “Are we even still kink?” rise and fall, felt the highs and lows of chat being lost and restored, and seen countless faces and usernames come and go. Through it all, honestly, I’ve loved every single moment. I’ve met people in real life, watched lives transform, and seen souls grow. I’ve grown so much myself, and I often wonder where I’d be without this little corner of the internet. Every time I step away and return, it feels like coming home. Whether I’ve been incredibly active or completely off the grid, coming back always feels like finding my way back to something familiar, something that’s always there for me. Thank you, admins, for your tireless outpouring. I’ve watched the progress, the updates, and the genuine care and effort you've all poured into this place. You’ve created a small haven for littles, middles, caregivers, and everyone else to truly be themselves. For that, I am deeply, deeply grateful. And to all the users, thank you as well. For the conversations, the shared experiences, the support, and the warmth you bring to this space. You’ve helped shape this place into something more than just a forum—into a community. I’m incredibly thankful to be a part of this journey with all of you.

It's all about setting expectations. Morning/evening comms, or all day....you get to also have a say in the terms. Make it clear when you can play and talk, and don't get overwhelmed. Some Littles can get clingy and want to text you 24/7 if you let them. Unless you want to, it could turn into a problem for your normal life if they overwhelm you. Also, look into setting up a regular "time block" (2-3 hours) every week that you dedicate to them, so they'll look forward to being in Little Space once a week...like time you both get that you can play/text/ videochat without distractions of the real world. Make it something special to look forward to and that should ease up on the daily need to communicate. Be firm, fair and consistent. Later you could open that little space time block, or create another for other littles to interact with you and each other in a group video call, like a playdate! Zoom can be great for this. Fun!! Good luck!!

It sounds like you're in a really tough situation, and it's understandable to feel torn between your feelings for your Daddy and your own needs. It's great that you're trying to find a way to make things work, and I'm happy to offer some support and suggestions. First of all, please know that your feelings are valid. It's perfectly normal to feel needy and frustrated when your needs aren't being met in a relationship, especially one that involves the caregiving dynamic of DDlg. Don't feel stupid for wanting attention and support from your Daddy – those are natural desires. It's also admirable that you're trying to be understanding of his busy life and the challenges he's facing. It sounds like he's aware of the situation and feels bad about not being able to give you the attention you deserve. That's a good sign, as it shows that he cares about you and the relationship. Here are a few suggestions that might help you navigate this situation: 1. Open and Honest Communication: Talk to your Daddy: Have an open and honest conversation about your feelings and needs. Explain how his lack of attention is affecting you, and what kind of support you're hoping for. Be specific about your needs and expectations. Active Listening: Listen to his perspective and try to understand his challenges. Empathy and understanding are crucial for navigating any relationship hurdle. 2. Finding Solutions Together: Brainstorm Solutions: Work together to find solutions that address both of your needs. Perhaps you can schedule specific times for calls or video chats, even if they're short. Maybe you can explore other ways to connect, like sending each other letters or small gifts. Compromise: Be willing to compromise and adjust your expectations. LDRs require flexibility and understanding from both sides. 3. Prioritizing Self-Care: Focus on Yourself: While you're navigating this challenge, remember to prioritize your own well-being. Engage in activities that bring you joy and fulfillment, and connect with friends and family for support. Set Boundaries: Don't be afraid to set boundaries to protect your emotional health. If you're feeling consistently neglected or unsupported, it's okay to communicate that and take a step back if needed. 4. Reassessing the Situation: Give it Time: Give the new strategies some time to work. Relationships go through ups and downs, and it's possible to overcome this challenge with open communication and effort. Re-evaluate: If things don't improve, it's okay to re-evaluate the relationship and decide if it's truly meeting your needs. You deserve to be with someone who can give you the care and attention you deserve. Remember, you're not alone in this. This community is here to support you, and there are many other online and in-person resources available. Sending you love and strength. 💖

Oh hunni... *Sends hugs* I'm so sorry you are going through this. I totally understand you are feeling grief over the relationship and that's completely normal. It's great you are seeing a therapist and I get the not telling her about your little side.. I'm just wondering maybe you can just say that you are having issues doing the stuff you enjoyed as it's linked to this relationship. I think in time and going through your emotions will help you and you will be able to feel little again, maybe by speaking with people, including littles and having a different experience in the mean time will help, like transform it from you used to share with your daddy to showing it off cos you like what you done and it's for you and you can share and be proud with your peers. I'm sorry, I'm not sure how else to help. Here to chat if you want to vent.

Hello all just your resident Pigtail again. Sooo this topic is a day early but I wanted all of us to dream together soooo... What is it you are hoping for 2025? Only posativeity here please!!! Feel free to touch on the bad but this is to feel good and hopeful and look forward. This can be anything and please feel free to be detailed or vague as you like. I will start. I have super high hopes for 2025. No it goes beyond that. I am speaking into existence it will be amazing. Here is what I am wishing for myself. 1. Make some progress in trauma therapy. Things are going so well and I love my therapist so I am hoping this is a year of healing. Where I can take deep breaths and feel good. 2. I want to find my chosen family. I have Daddy but besides that my life is pretty empty of folks as my family has some issues. This year I am hoping I grow enough as a person and am lucky enough to find and keep some close friends and maybe even the caregiver in DDLG I have been looking for so long for. I feel it would really help me heal and enjoy life but I also realize there are things I can do to help it happen and be better for my future people. 3. Enjoy my hobbies. 2024 was a year of stagnation for me and this year I fully plan on reading, hiking, gardening, cooking, crafting, and all the other things I love. I don't wanna regret another moment of my life. 4. Be kinder. I am a kind person but lately I know I havnt been my best. I have been judgey and harsh and even if it is just in my head it is toxic and I am going to love harder this year and work through my feelings 5. Celebrate my faith more. I have already started on this but I wanna lift up myself in worship this year and really hope in on the good feelings I get from that. I could go on and on but that is enough. This year will be amazing. Let's help lift eachother up and make this happen. I can't wait to hear the amazing things that are going to happen to all of yall. So get sharing!!!

I was in and out of education my whole life, so with finally graduating university last year 2025 will be my first full year post-education and in full-time work. I get anxiety at the thought of not being able to separate work from leisure and recreation time as so many people fall into the trap of living to work rather than working to live and it makes them miserable. So I will be dedicating time to exploring my hobbies which includes actually practicing my bass guitar more frequently, hiking at the weekends when weather allows, reading my ever-growing bookshelves, and eventually overnight stays to visit more museums and experiences. With part-time employment and studying previously, I would often be too exhausted to enjoy my evenings or weekends and it severely affected my mental health and motivation, so I'm of the mindset that I need to force myself to do something as a form of self-care to prevent that downward spiral re-occurring, especially now I'll be full-time working for upwards of 30-40 years. It's also so easy to fall into a doom spiral too without a partner or a little, but I recognise finding your human is about the journey and not the destination, so trying to live a fulfilling life independently and taking charge of my own fate is preferable to stewing away in loneliness feeling sorry for myself. I hope everyone else is able to achieve their goals and find peace in 2025.

1-) I hope that I will find the right therapist for me for trauma healing. 2-) I will be able to accomplish my goals of becoming more independent 3-) to fully swap to a vegetarian diet 4-) to find my perfect Daddy

I also have high hopes for 2025 tone as active as possible to forage ,garden and fish more the ever before

I've been a Little much longer than I've been here. And while I've only been on this particular forum for a few months, I've been around forums long enough to recognize the ones worth sticking around. And as you can see, I'm still here. It's wonderful to finally be in a safer spot online and to be able to be my Little self. I hope to continue to have and help give positive experiences, while chatting with you guys. I hope everyone is doing well this Holiday season, and staying safe. ♡

A beautiful post to wake up to. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, feelings, and your journey with all of us. It's posts like this and members/family like you, the 2 great guys above me, and so many more that give this place the warm homey feeling it has. I was swept up in that warm feeling when I joined. I was made to feel at home from the first day in chat and I still feel that warmth. No matter what features are added or taken away it is that feeling that we will always strive to hold on to. That sense of community and being willing to reach out when we see someone that might need a shoulder to lean on or a comforting hug. Y'all rock ! I lift my mug of cocoa and say CHEERS to the best community I could have hoped to stumble upon.

@Little_Ghoul, Thank you for your heartfelt note and for sharing your experiences. I truly appreciate your words and deeply relate with them. Like you and many others, I’ve been part of this community for many combined years. It’s been a privilege to meet incredible people, witness participants grow, and hopefully to have contributed to creating lasting memories for some. You’re absolutely right—it feels like coming home to a warm and caring community. I’m also deeply grateful to the admins for their genuine care and effort in building such a wonderful space 'a small haven' for littles, middles and caregivers. Thank you, everyone! Keep up the great work in 2025 and beyond. Happy New Year everyone!

I'm so sorry you're going through this! But trust me, it will definitely heal over time. Talking with others or having a totally platonic temporary cg may be a very good idea! I have a teensy bit of advice myself, in the meantime. Try a new littlespace method. It sounds weird, but you need to break your routine. Brains naturally seek patterns, so if you're doing the pattern of bed/stuffies/movies/ coloring, your brain will link it to the ex Daddy. Not saying you have to give this pattern up forever! But you might benefit from temporarily testing out new littlespace activities. You can try moving locations, like the couch, the park, or the library in a study room. Try watching movies from the past few years instead of from your childhood, or watch a tv show or kid's documentary instead. Get a new coloring book, print off new pages, try a new marker/crayon/pencil, or try a coloring book for a different age (like one for tiny babies or one for adults). Or totally and utterly change it by going to the aquarium, learning dance routines, playing a sport, gaming, scrapbooking, whatever! They say when you go through some sort of loss you shouldn't do the things that typically bring you comfort day-to-day because then you associate it with the more sad stuff. This switch up would only be until you feel confident in yourself again and can go back to your favorite routine without worrying about ex-Daddy anxiety/sads. I wish you the best of luck!!

Try changing the theme to spectrum, that seems to help the broken formatting for the moment.

I got wonderful advice that I should try to make a list of things I wanna do/try instead of just basic goals so I've been thinking about it the last few days and I think I have a list! 1. Visit my sis in Florida! She always flies to me and I think I could do with a well-deserved vacation. 😎 2. Try one new food once a month 3. Get my license and buy a car (long story about the license, don't ask XD ) 4. Go to a munch! I've been too shy to go to one but I'm gonna try this year! 5. Self-care day once a week. I need to work on loving myself more and prioritizing me. 🩷 6. This may be a pipe dream, but go on a date?? Lol! I just wanna dress cute and do something fun with someone interesting. I hope everyone has a safe and happy 2025!

So many awesome things already posted. I'm a firm believer that if you put something in writing or tell it to others you are more likely to follow through with it, accountability and all that. My hope for 2025 is that everyone that takes the first step toward having a great year by posting here gets what they are after or more. My first goal is to keep growing in my spiritual walk with God. Every day He sees fit to give me is a blessing and I'm not squandering any more of those days because I'm tired or lazy. They are limited. This year for me is going to be a year of "Push Harder". I have a new business venture starting so I have to push harder to make it successful. Tired ? Oh well, push harder. The only time relax and rest come before success is in the dictionary. I am going to start being more active outdoors even though time seems too short. A short fishing trip in the rain is better than no fishing trip. A fire in the pit in the front yard isn't the same as camping but it's better than sitting on the couch upset that you aren't camping. Let's make 2025 the best year yet. And tell someone you love them.

2025 brings feelings of hope. 1. Hope that i will grow and understand myself, my needs, and who I am in middle/Sub existence. 2. To embrace my health, become a healthier version of me. We are never too old or young to look at the mental and physical wellbeing given to us. 3. To find happiness and increase my chosen family with people who will love and accept me for just being me. 4. To find my Dom/Daddy, may he be someone rich in wisdom, generous in love, and patient as I learn the how of being a sub/middle. May he cherish me as his good girl. May 2025 be an incredible year for everyone.

At this point I just hope for mental stability, lol Now, to be more specific 1. Therapy. I re-took therapy this month and I plan to continue, I'm hoping to heal and be a better version of myself 2. Reading. I love reading, but I didn't do it much this year, I hope to read more (classic) novels next year 3. I hope to learn new skills and to acquire new knowledge 4. Hang out with friends. When I'm having a hard time I tend to isolate myself, next year I hope I can learn to ask for help:) 5. Self-care. This year I prioritized other things and people over myself and lot, so next year I hope to focus more on myself in order to grow and be better:) I hope you all have a great 2025! ♡

Loves this thoughtful inspirational post !

This is such a sweet message, haven't spoken to you yet but hopefully will have a chance to chat and get to know you as you sound awesome.

Wonderful post, very well said ❤️ i'm coming up on my 7 year anniversary here and am so thankful to have seen how our community developed and evolved into the accepting, supportive place it is today. The tumblr girlies comment really got me, oh the memories 🤣 I can't even begin to describe how the climate of ddlg forum and CG/L as a whole has changed over the years, and how proud I am of the wonderfully inclusive direction we are headed. As a community we have really embracing the "no true way" mentality and done away with the exclusive mean girl attitude portrayed in other areas, where littles couldn't sit at the table unless they loved pink, and daddy's weren't allowed to have off days and prioritize their own mental health when needed. Oh how things have changed. I've met amazing people here, some that stuck around, some that were just visiting, but every interaction I've cherished dearly. You don't need to be here long to make a mark. It's always nice to see posts from other longer term residence, thou 🙂 Time provides a unique perspective and appreciation, and boy does time seem to fly in the ever evolving landscape of the internet. I'm happy to still be here and hope the forum sticks around for years to come, continuing to provide a home for anyone who seeks it. I can't wait to see what we become 🤗 because i'm not planning on going anywhere.

I find it interesting that there are all these assumptions that an older man is predatory if he dates younger but people seem to ignore that there are younger littles dating older Daddies for the express purpose of using them for their money. Predatory behaviour isn't about age it's about malicious intentions and that's not restricted to a certain age group. As for the "mathematical calculation" it misses the most important factor, maturity. Age doesn't equate to maturity so it amuses me a great deal when people focus on age.

Hi😊 hope I’m not too late for the competition. here’s my entry ☃️ good luck everyone 😄

[I do not consider myself a writer or poet, please be nice] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Black and White, Yin and Yang. Forever preferring solitude, Yet caring, loving, and attentive. Patient and tranquil, constant thinking, Using humor to remain in harmony. Slowly nibbling, nutrition lacking, Steady moving, cautiously relaxed. Courageous unshakeable determination, Tender stability keeping balance. Full of peace and wisdom, Avoiding unnecessary conflict. Committed wholeheartedly and lovingly, Soft gentleness teaching problem-solving. Loyal and powerful, he is still but a bear. ~ Panda🐼

To answer some questions... we both instantly caught a vibe and we talk about meeting in person and maybe transforming this in a real relationship, maybe even a forever thing. At least i could imagine. She is much younger than me, i cant say if this a phase for her or not. The amount of messages is kinda equal i would say. Sometimes i have to make a move to keep her in convo. At the same time i understand that she has a full schedule. Like literally from morning till evening. I don't pressure her in answering. I like the idea to set up a weekly "event" where we both can look forward to. A video call would be the preferred method. I agree with you guys, i should talk to her and both of us need to set some expectations out of this.

Allow me to start this off with Reginald, a very cute ducky I received as a Christmas present! Reginald is a butler who loves preparing fancy food and making sure everyone is having a good time.

For me personally agency over our own lives is absolutely critical and especially in a relationship. Personally I would never hide a part of me that is important to who I am. In the same way I don't think it's fair to hide something important from a partner. What if they have a major issue with whatever is hidden? Is it fair that they were made to decide about entering a relationship when perhaps what is being hidden may be a hard limit for them? For me it's an unfair thing to do to someone you love. I know people are worried about disclosing but if you hide it hoping that once there's a relationship history that the other person won't leave . . . If I ever was ever put in that situation I'd be livid. I just don't see how a relationship that starts without trust has any chance to succeed. Lastly, secrets like this often lead to resentment, anger and later separation or divorce. There are VERY few examples of hiding something like this from a partner and having it turn out well. Everyone has to make their own decisions but Personally I would never hide an important part of myself from a partner as I don't think it's fair to me or them.

Yeah I mean to me if a partner withheld something like this I would not be happy because hiding it means you don’t trust me to react well too it and I would rather my partner and I try to work it out . But I could see where keeping it secret would be what the person might feel is best for them

A little girl visits me in my dreams Tears paint her cheeks I hear her sobs- Desperate and weak This little girl harbors the world in her heart. She suppresses her pain to preform her part. She nurtures and cares for those lacking love. Still they strip her cold by any means of. She hurts in ways she’d never dare show. Such strength- Like barbed wire beneath a fresh blanket snow. Little girls are supposed to be loved, supported, and safe. When baby girls loose their innocence. They tell her- “at least it gave you strength”. -r☔️

@pandaprincess29, Thank you for sharing your feelings so openly and honestly. Your words reflect the depth of your pain, frustration, and self-awareness. I want you to know that your feelings are valid. It takes courage to express what you’ve been through, and I deeply respect you for that. You’ve faced so much, and despite the challenges, you’re demonstrating resilience by working on yourself and continuing your journey of self-improvement. This path is not easy, but the effort you’re putting in is meaningful and valuable, even if it doesn’t feel that way right now. Healing is not linear, and it’s okay to have moments when everything feels overwhelming. What you’ve shared about your relationships and how people have treated you is heartbreaking. I’m so sorry you’ve experienced such hurt. You deserve to be loved and valued for who you are, not for what you can give or do for someone else. Feeling manipulated or vulnerable in those situations doesn’t make you naive or weak—it highlights the complexity of seeking connection while carrying past wounds. You are not at fault for wanting love and genuine connection; that’s something we all long for. The way this person handled your situation—especially withholding their true feelings until later is definitely unfair and hurtful. It’s natural to feel betrayed or manipulated when someone’s actions don’t align with their words, particularly when intimacy is involved. Your instincts about what feels right or wrong in relationships are valid, and it’s okay to trust them. It’s also okay to step back from people who don’t honor your boundaries or your worth. Your self-awareness is clear, and it’s a strength, even though it might feel like a double-edged sword at times. You, like anyone in a similar situation, are not "unlovable" or "an easy target." Trauma may make us more vulnerable, but it does not define your worth or your ability to create healthier relationships in the future. You’re learning to navigate this, and even when it feels like you’re taking a step backward, it’s all part of the process. Please be kind and gentle with yourself. You’re not alone in this, and there are people who want to support you in ways that are respectful and compassionate. If it feels overwhelming to process everything on your own, reaching out to a trusted therapist or someone supportive might provide clarity and relief. You don’t have to carry all of this by yourself. Above all, remember that you are worthy of love and respect exactly as you are—not when you’re "better" or "perfect," but in this very moment. Please continue to take care of yourself and staying strong.

Tysm Sophie. Yes, I think it's a great idea to say that to my therapist, now I know how to approach the subject without giving details, thanks! I appreciate your advice

Yep that important overall to keep a thread like this going just to remind we can start the journey to improving whatever the calendar says

Yall these are AMAZING!!! It's really inspiring to hear all these and makes me feel excited for all of us. Don't think this has to stop because it is after the 1st. Feel free to keep adding or update us on how it goes!

1. loose weight 2. get a new kitten 3. work on myself 4. finished my studies and go to college!

Listen to yourself because you are DEFINITELY right, EVERYTHING says scammer. Count your blessings that you saw through them and didn't get caught. Also, report their profile to the admins to help protect others from them.

It makes you wonder how a little space on the web can do that to you be such a rock make you go when the world is stupid. it’s the amazing people here and we can’t say it enough you people rock

I been here a long time to and yes it’s been amazing everyone works together to make this place wonderful but especially the mods and Shadow

I bought myself a paci. Not a great adult one, but it will do until I can afford to get a good one. I has to hide it from my family that doesn't understand little space but I am so happy to have my first "little space" item bought just for that purpose. I have my blankie that my mom made me when I was 10 and stuffies/squishmallows but those were bought by big me or for big me. That I have used when in little space. I also started doing my hair in pigtails and braids it has helped me to feel little.

This week at your friendly neighbourhood anime club it will be raining cats and dogs, only without the dogs. Tomorrow is the Catpocalypse, BE THERE. Side note EU times will be pushed back an hour and a half so I can run it, but otherwise everything should work smoothly, unless a mouse shows up, oh wait we're on pc, there's always a mouse WE'RE DOOMED.

@LittleRabbitBunny, In addition to what @sophieR has advised, you may want to consider having a Caregiver with the understanding that it's to help you out temporarily.

I do the T-Rex arms when sleeping as I'm frequently on my side so a stuffie fits right in! 🧸 I sleep with 1-3 at a time. Then rotate them out.

🙋‍♀️ I have a bunch of stuffies all around my bed at all times! my current fave is now always snuggled up close in my arms, under the blankets when i got to sleep every night. Unfortunately, as i toss around in my sleep alot, sometimes he ends up on the floor during the night, and i panic for a sec when i wake up hee hee xD

Sleeping with a stuffie for me always depends on my mood. Some nights, I would sleep without them, other nights I would want something to cuddle, or I want to sleep on a pile of stuffed animals. It also depends on the size, weight, and texture. My favorite stuffie to sleep with is my pillow pet because of the light weight and the soft texture.

That's a lovely account of your experience. Personally I don't understand why more people aren't like that. Surely if you want to be happy, you go the extra mile for someone, hoping that it would show them just how much you care and appreciate them? My brain just doesn't understand why anyone would be any different.

So the following is a little bit of DDLG fiction I recently wrote (cross-posted from Fetlife). It's a scenario that's been bouncing around my mind for quite a while, and I thought it would be interesting to really think through how it might play out. I hope here is an appropriate venue to share it. If you enjoy reading it, please let me know! - C --- A few days ago, I had invited a couple of my closer kinky friends to catch up with me over a glass of whisky – and it is this evening that they’re planning to come around. It will be the first time that you’re introduced to them. However, today has been so miserably cold and wet that you and I decided to stay indoors, playing board games together. It is so warm and cosy in my apartment that even in the late afternoon, you are still wearing almost exactly what you’d woken up in: a sky-blue cotton onesie, and – as befits my little girl – a pair of cute purple pull-ups that I’d changed you into just before lunch. As we pass the afternoon together, you learn that your ability to cheat at board games is not quite as good as your Daddy’s ability to catch you cheating! Or perhaps your ability was in fact better – and you only let me catch you at inconsequential times, in order to lower my guard for the really egregious cheating was about to occur. In any case, we are sufficiently engaged in our dice throws and card reveals that we don’t notice the clock creeping up on us. The tie-breaking match has been risen to exceedingly high stakes - apparently, “the loser is a poo-poo head” – but you only decided this after receiving your suspiciously lucky starting hand! Thus, it was only after this final match had been resolved (it doesn’t count, because I never agreed to such conditions in the first place!) that we notice how soon it will be before our guests would arrive. “Oh!” you exclaim standing up, “Your friends will be here in twenty minutes. I’d better start getting dressed…” Automatically, you head over to the closet, to find some of your more socially acceptable clothing. This makes sense to you, after all – whenever we’d been out together in public (or gone to munches), you had at least dressed in an ostensibly adult manner. The usual rule was Kinky and little attire at home – something more discrete when we’re outside. You’re therefore quite confused when I grab your wrist just before you can open the wardrobe door. “Not so fast, sweetie,” I say. “You should remember that Daddy decides what you wear.” A flash of impatience crosses your eyes, but this is indeed one of our agreed rules, so you concede, “Yes, Daddy. But we should hurry…” I hush you with a finger to your lip. “I already have an outfit in mind.” You look curious, slightly confused. If I’d chosen an outfit, why wouldn’t I let you open the wardrobe? I continue, immediately answering this, “But it’s not in the big girl wardrobe.” I walk to the nearby dresser, and open the top drawer. Your face turns first white with shock, and then red with embarrassment as you see what I take out. It is a pale pink onesie, accompanied by a shock-fuchsia tutu. I may indeed call for discretion outside – but tonight we are at home. “Seriously?” you ask, “That looks so childish…” You’re not wrong – but that’s exactly the point. “What’s the matter?” I ask. “You’re my precious little girl, are you not?” “Yes Daddy,” you agree. But the thought of dressing like that in front of people is overwhelming. “But it’s so embarrassing…” “You’re embarrassed to be my little girl?” I tease – knowing full well this isn’t what you mean. “Nooo - ” you protest, “But…” I interrupt, “So why shouldn’t I proudly show you off in front of my friends? This tutu is just right for a little girl like you! You’ll be the perfect picture of sweetness.” In fact, my friends will be more prepared for this evening than you are. Little did you know that I had conspired with them when I first invited them: I had asked them to interact with you not as if you were an adult, but rather as if you were my little child. Maybe my arguments about pride convince you. Perhaps you also realise that your choice will be either to wear what I say, or to wear nothing at all. Whatever reason doesn’t really matter – as ultimately, it’s your Daddy’s will that is important here. “Okay, Daddy,” you resign yourself. I’m not finished, though. From another drawer, I pick out a diaper – it’s mostly white, but with light pink wings and a cute unicorn motif on the landing strip. It’s clear from its thickness that this will not be particularly subtle underneath the onesie, and your protests begin anew. “Seriously! In front of your friends!” you gasp, “In that outfit… they will know I’m wearing a nappy…!” “But you do wear nappies, honey,” I reply matter-of-factly. “So if Alice and Matt know it, it’ll just be the truth. Besides, you wouldn’t want to have any accidents while they’re here, would you?” “But I can be a big girl, Daddy,” you whine. “I don’t need to wear diapers…” “You’re my little girl,” I correct you sharply, “And if I say you belong in diapers, then you belong in diapers.” This is a debate we’ve had before, and we both know how it ends. “Now,” I declare, “if you’re going to make a fuss – well – there’s not much time until my friends arrive. So, when they come in, the very first thing they’ll ask is why you’re in the corner nursing a freshly reddened bottom! So, if you don’t want them to see you like that as their first impression, I suggest you be a good girl. Understood?” You nod in acceptance – and I’m quietly relieved that I don’t have to carry through on the threat. If necessary, it would transpire exactly as I said – but such punishment might colour the mood of the evening. With the outfit selected, it was time to get you dressed. I pop open the stoppers of your light-blue onesie and pull it up over your head. There’s a crackle of static electricity as the cotton rubs against your hair, messing it up. I brush your ruffled hair out of your eyes, and kiss you on the forehead. Carefully, I slide down your now-revealed purple pull-ups. You step out of them, and I pick them up from the floor to throw into the rubbish. As far as I can tell, you’ve not used them, despite having them on for many hours. Perhaps you had thought since my friends were coming over, you would wait until you were out of diapers and take the opportunity to use the toilet then? But the evening wasn’t going to go quite how you expected – and you realise later on that by not using your pull-ups when you had the chance, you had made your first fatal mistake for the sake of your dignity! Laying you on the bed, I quickly clean you with a baby wipe. Alas, there really isn’t much time until my friends arrive, so your diapering will have to be swift. I slide the nappy under your bum, and massage a puff of baby powder into your skin - I don’t want my precious princess to chaff! Quickly, I pull the front of your diaper up, and carefully affix its tapes onto the landing zone. The unicorns – which looked cute in the pack – look absolutely adorable as worn by my little girl! With you wrapped to my satisfaction, I pat you lovingly on your diaper, and then pull you upright into a hug. I help you stand up, off the bed, and lift your arms into the air. I guide the onesie-tutu combination down over you, and roll it carefully over your torso before tugging it down to just cover your diaper. It takes a few moments to fiddle with the poppers to secure it at the crotch, and then after a quick adjustment to even out the tulle skirt. Voilà, you’re dressed! “Beautiful!” I say, leading you to the mirror, and I mean it. As you look at how you’re dressed, your blush renews. There’s absolutely no hiding that you’re diapered under the tutu! Not only is your bum’s shape clearly padded out through the otherwise tight onesie fabric – but the colourful papery wings of what is unmistakably a nappy peek out through your leg cuffs. And even if it wasn’t obvious from sight – the loud crinkling each time you move would give it away. I can see you’re the verge of being overwhelmed by the prospect of appearing in front of other people dressed like this, so I embrace you into a tight hug. “You’re such a good girl,” I reassure you popping a pink pacifier into your mouth, “and I’m so proud of you. You know I’m dressing you up like this so I can show off to the world what a wonderfully good little girl I have.” “Love you, Daddy,” you mumble through your binkie into my chest, enjoying the hug. “I love you too, Pumpkin,” I reply, stroking the back of your head. And I know when you’re dressed like this, you will be on your best behaviour this evening. * * * As predicted, this evening is perhaps the shyest I’ve ever seen you. When my friends arrive, they are immediately delighted by how cute you look. They even compliment me on how well-mannered you are, when you politely return their “good evenings”. Alice had kindly brought a colouring-in book with her as a present for you! After minor prompting, you manage to squeak out a “thank you” – though you barely can manage eye contact, dressed as you are. Seeing that you are on the verge of non-verbality, I fetch your crayon set down from the shelf, and set you up with them in a corner on the floor of the living room. It’s a makeshift play-area with a puzzle mat and a couple of your beloved stuffies for company. I help you pick which picture in the book to colour first (a bear, making porridge!) so you can at least occupy yourself while the grown-ups talk. Since every movement risks a blush-inducing crinkle, you sit quietly, colouring in as you suck on your pacifier. After serving my guests something peaty from the Isle of Islay, I fill a sippy cup with Ribena for you, which you take thirstily with a kiss on the cheek. On another night, we might have shared cider together, but tonight you’ve been dropped so deep into little space that the very thought of alcohol would feel jarring to us both. It’s nice to hear from Alice and Matt about their exploits. They’re both active in the kink scene themselves, and while not particularly into DD/LG, they appreciate Dom/sub high protocol enough to at least appear unfazed that you were sitting quietly in diapers in the corner of the room as we enjoy ourselves over a glass of whisky. Some of the tales they share with me give me the impression that this might not have been the weirdest evening they’d had even this week! This relieves me slightly, when I think about what’s to come later. It’s not clear how much you are listening to our talk, or how much of your attention is spent on the colouring in. The adult conservation continues for a while, but as Alice begins to describe an impressive shibari performance she had watched the other day, I can see that you’re beginning to squirm. This is not so much a reaction to the topic at hand – but rather the Ribena. An extra burden added onto an already nearly-full bladder. Alice continues to talk about the rope show – but at this point your squirming has progressed to outright fidgeting, and the accompanying crinkles are bordering on distracting to us. “Excuse me, Alice,” I apologise to my guest, before turning to you. “Come here, sweetheart,” I beckon. At this point, you’re not quite sure whether to stand up and walk over, or to crawl. The net effect is that you shuffle a bit on your knees, but eventually make your way to my chair, and kneel down beside me. “What’s wrong, honey?” I ask – knowing full well what’s troubling you. “Daddy…” you say, but seeing the guests, you lean close in to whisper shyly into my ear, “I need to go … you know… to the potty…”. “I can get the potty down from the shelf for you, sweetie,” I reply, making no effort to lower my voice. “I’ll set it up in the corner, and help you to use it.”. You turn crimson. The aforementioned ‘potty from the shelf’ is a pink Disney princess affair – clearly for toilet-training toddlers. The very thought of having to undress and squat over it in a room filled with other people is beyond terrifying. You flush at the very prospect. “Nooo, Daddy,” you whisper frantically – desperately hoping that my trap you’d just sprung was a miscommunication, “I mean – you know – maybe the big girl… toilet…?” Your words falter as you speak them, realising before they’re even fully out of your mouth that this is not going to be an option. “Don’t be silly, honey – you’re much too little for that,” I rebuff. You begin to reply, but the look I give you is more than enough to close that line of inquiry. “Now, do you want me to get the potty down for you or not?” You calculate for a while, but in the end make the choice I was 95% certain you would. “No daddy,” you frown, “There’s no need to get the potty”. I was prepared for either eventuality, but this was to be the particular humiliation you had chosen. “Okay then, my Sweet Pea; then I want you to go back to your corner and be a good girl for me.” I kiss your forehead “But you had better stop fidgeting – or I will be … cross.” This ominous instruction alongside a pat from me on your diapered bottom as you shuffle back makes it abundantly clear what your only remaining option is for relief. Matt restarts the adult conversation, by prompting Alice about the last thing she had said. I’m only half paying attention to it now, as I want to keep an eye on you. Your squirming indeed doesn’t continue for much longer. After a couple of minutes, your fidgeting stops and we all know why. You know we all know why too, and a blush of shame warms your face nearly as much as your pee has warmed your diaper. * * * The second mistake for the sake of your dignity was to assume that using your diaper was be the least embarrassing of the two choices presented. You see, the potty may have been mortifying while you were using it – but then at least that would have been the end of it. With diapers, though, the problem sticks around – and I’m not the type to let a good opportunity for teasing to pass. So, the evening goes on. Over an hour and a half goes by, and we’re now onto something much sweeter at the adult table (still fiery, but aged in sherry casks). Your sippy cup of juice had also been topped up. (You thought briefly about refusing – but it took just the single word ‘behave’ from me to immediately halt that nonsense). The adult topic had turned to discussing quirky local places to go drinking, when I start to notice you fussing again in the corner. This time, though, I can tell it isn’t a potty dance. Indeed, by my calculations and observations, you had probably wet your diaper once more at some point in the past fifteen minutes – this time with the good sense not to effectively announce it to the entire room beforehand (you’re a clever girl, after all – and wouldn’t fall into the same trap twice). But there’s a reason babies cry when they need changing – full diapers are just not that comfortable to sit in! Once more, I excuse myself to my guests, and beckon you over. This time, it’s totally impossible for you to move without a degree of waddling, and the crinkles are noticeable. “Do you need a change, sweetie?” I ask, in a normal speaking voice. “Is your nappy wet?” “No!” you deny instinctively – horrified to have been asked this so bluntly in front of the others. A Daddy can always tell when his little girl isn’t being truthful – but this kind of falsehood requires absolutely no cunning to detect. “Do I need to check?” I ask. “No, Daddy!” I’m not sure if you’re answering my question – or protesting against the action I’m about to take, knowing my question was, in fact, rhetorical. Trust is something that’s earned, but sometimes a lie is just so obvious that it can’t be ignored. With no concern for your modesty, I reach my hand under your tutu, and pop open the crotch of the onesie. Losing this support, your diaper immediately sags down slightly between your legs. The next step is utterly redundant – but I relish the opportunity to perform it any anyway: I stick my hand down the front of the diaper to check its state. Your skin is hot, and the diaper is every bit as wet as it looks. Alice and Matt have the good grace to converse among themselves as this is going on – but I can tell it is not easy to ignore. “Oh, this is very wet, indeed!” I remove my hand, and fold my arms, as if annoyed with you. “I’m sorry Daddy, I needed to…” you start explaining. However, it’s not the wetness that I’m annoyed about. If I didn’t want you in diapers, I wouldn’t have you wear them in the first place. But a little girl must be honest to her Daddy at all times – even it’s embarrassing. “You lied to me!” I say. “No… it was just…” “Yes, you lied to me - and I’m disappointed! But I will give you one more chance to tell the truth…” Maybe if we were in private, you might have got stroppy at this point. Thrown a tantrum, or denied it – if feeling particularly bratty. But you honestly have no idea how far I would go in front of guests, and are really not keen to find out. So instead, you take the life-line, and mumble, “Sorry, Daddy.” “Now, sweetie, tell me the truth: Do you need me to change your nappy?” “Yes, Daddy,” you mutter. “Sorry? Speak up, darling.” “Yes, Daddy. Please change my nappy.” This time, you’re much clearer. “And why do you need your nappy changed?” I ask and wait. You say nothing, but neither do I. There’s a lull in Alice & Matt’s conversation, and the silence makes you feel as if the whole room is waiting to hear your answer. Eventually, you give up on your prayers for the Earth to swallow you whole, and decide to answer – the only way to break the deadlock. “Because it’s wet, Daddy.” That’s not quite enough for me. “Why is it wet, honey?” I pry. “Please, Daddy- please change my diaper. It’s wet and icky and please…. I promise I’ll be good.” “Why is your diaper wet, honey?” I prompt again. You give in, “Because I went pee-pee in it, Daddy,” you mutter. As you make this admission, your face turns a never-before-seen shade of red, and tears are start to well up from the edge of your eyes. “Aww, honey,” I stroke your cheek. “That’s totally fine – you’re just a little baby, after all – so you can’t help it. Daddy will sort you out.” I wipe the tears with a handkerchief. “We’ll get you fresh and changed!” I stand up, “Now, go get another diaper from the dresser,” I instruct. Embarrassed, you shuffle past Alice and Matt into the bedroom, your wet nappy now quite clearly on display under the tutu. Meanwhile, I take a packet of baby wipes and a bottle of powder from the bathroom closet, and bring back them to the puzzle mat in the living room. You’ve not yet returned, so I look up to see where you went. You’re lurking in the bedroom doorway – a fresh folded diaper clutched to your chest like a teddy bear. “Come on, honey,” I encourage. “Put your bum down here,” I pat the puzzle mat on the floor. “In… the living room?!” You stand, petrified in the doorway. Once again, I seem to have exceeded the limits of your imagination for humiliation. To be changed in such a public way – in front of our guests, no less! “Be a good girl, and don’t make a fuss,” I stand up and walk towards you. I take your hand, and exchange the diaper you’re grasping for a real teddy bear. I lead you back to the mat, popping your pacifier back into your mouth. You’re too shocked for further protest as I lay you down on the floor. “It’s not like they’ve never seen a baby having her nappy changed before,” I explain to you. In fact, Alice and Matt have the decency to look away (and have continued their conversation) – but the fact that you know they’re entirely aware of what’s going is powerful enough. Ashamed, you cover your face with the teddy bear once you are in position on the mat. I hitch up your tutu and the bottom of the onesie over your torso, so that it’s out of my way. I can’t resist a teasing tickle of your belly button – and you squirm instinctively. I untape your soiled diaper. Unlike the afternoon’s pull-up, this one is definitely soggy. As I clean your vulva and surrounding areas with the baby wipes, I notice that urine isn’t the only source of wetness down there: but this is something we might have to see to after our guests have gone home! I pull your legs into the air to make sure there’s no moisture on your bum either: unlike the hasty diapering earlier, now I’m taking my time. But with imagined eyes staring through the tatters of your dignity, even if I had only taken five seconds, it would still feel like an eternity to you. Only once you are clean to my satisfaction do I unwrap the fresh diaper – it’s pert white fluffiness in stark contrast to the soggy mess I’d just removed. I lift your legs into the air again, and slip it in place underneath your bum. Once everything’s lined up, I seal you into it with a spurt of talc. One at a time, I peel back and fasten the tapes until you’re snugly padded once more. I run my finger into your diaper around each leg cuff, making sure the cuff-guards are in order. Satisfied, I carefully pull your onesie back down. It only takes a moment to button it up again (it’s easier when you’re lying down!), and the change is now complete. I prop you back up in the corner – but seeing how deeply the experience has dropped you into subspace, I realise you won’t have any further interest in colouring in this evening – and it would be cruel to abandon you! Thus, I instead lead you to sit at my feet under the adult table for the rest of the evening. You tightly hug my legs from the floor. “She’s a very good girl, isn’t she!” Alice remarks. “Yes indeed,” I reply, stroking your head as you bury it into my lap. “But better than that – she’s my very good girl.”

Soo with you on the eyebrows!! It takes forever to pencil them, erase them because they aren't close to equal. Why does one always look like I have a question?? I am grateful people who give homemade Christmas goodies out as gifts! I made bank this year with an awesome assortment of handmade sweet goodness.

Looks like y'all have a tough decision ahead of you. Some good looking artwork this month. Good luck to all the entrants. Bxbygxrl DaddysCuddleBug Little_Herpetologist kuuchan lily0610

hey everyone, new on here! nice to meet you all! been a little/middle for quite some time now.

I am thankful for my feet they help me go a lot of places

Let me preface this all by saying, most of this post is from personal experience. I am a middle but I believe Little's as well as Caregivers caring for Little's of any age can learn from this and the general outline. This is just a starting point. Rules Every set of rules is going to be different, simply because every Little and CG is different. There are a few important things to keep in mind when making your own set of rules. #1 Rules are not meant to control and restrict. #2 Rules are meant to guide and enrich. #3 Rules can and should be modified as seen necessary. We know everyone is different which means what I need to help myself grow and enrich is going to be different from anyone else. This is why communication during the making of rules is so important. The following are rules that I personally use, below each rule is a short reason for why this rule is used. Most rules are meant to help me personally cope and be the best that I can be, with the help and encouragement of my CG. We both sat down and made these rules together. No television until I have read for at least 30 minutes. Reading is something I LOVE DOING. But when you are facing depression, it is difficult to keep doing the things that you love. Daily Chores must be completed before going out This one is a lenient one, if I am working that morning, obviously this isn't feasible. Wake up by 9am on Weekdays & 10am on Weekends. To us, waking up early means a longer, more fruitful and productive day Must be showered & dressed by 11am Once again depression factors into this rule. If I had my way I would be in my pajamas, in bed all day most days. May only be on the computer or phone for 30mins after bedtime (reading is okay) This is also a lenient rule we have, due to my position on this site. It is a rule because I do struggle with sleeping, taking away screens helps calm me down before a night of rest. Must eat something before 5pm Was originally "eat before 3pm" I am sorry to say that proved difficult to implement so it was modified to make it easier for me to accomplish. No coffee after 8pm Too much caffeine = bad night of sleep for me. Another modified rule, originally "No coffee after 5pm" psh yeah right No energy drinks without permission As you can probably tell, I have a caffeine problem. Honestly got so tired of waiting for the okay, that I have not had an energy drink in ages. Monitored drinking (alcohol) & smoking Both of these are mentally and physically related. For my health across the board. Negative self thoughts & feelings should be directed to my CG. I understand that many have rules stating "no negative talk/thoughts" and ideally this would be good enough. Realistically, one cannot hope to completely stop such thoughts and ignoring them is not effective. So my CG prefers that I talk to him about these things, so he can converse with me, soothe my feelings, help me think positively and help me change these things I dislike. No online shopping without permission hehe No art projects requiring paint and/or glue without permission/supervision hehehheehehehehehe No phone or computer out during meals Just a common courtesy thing. Note that a few rules were amended. This is because rules are not meant to be broken however, those rules were broken an incredible amount of times. Rather than continue senseless punishment, amendment of those rules was made to help me. Modify rules as much as needed and go over rules every now and again, some rules may be taken out and some may need to be added. If you are having difficulty getting your Little to follow a rule, take a time out from the dynamic and talk about it as adults. If you are having difficulty following your CG's rule, take a time out from the dynamic and talk about it as adults. Rewards Rewards are the best thing that comes with having rules! Depending on if you are LDR or close, your form of Rewards or Reward System may differ. Rewarding your Little & your CG is very important, that is right, you should reward your CG for taking care of you! It is not an easy job! Rewards Systems Choremonster & Mothershp ~ Easy to use Reward System, good for LDR and near by. Create daily & weekly tasks for rewards! Doing ‘x’ amount of chores or tasks unlocks ‘x’ reward! Time Bank ~ For doing various chores and tasks your Little can collect “time”. The time can be used to stay up late, play games or watch television instead of doing chores! Chore planner ~ Everyday is a new day with new tasks, have your Little write out goals and things to accomplish that day, reward at the end of the week or monthly! (I personally use this concept, helps me keep track of what needs to be done) Sticker chart ~ You can take a calendar and everyday chores or tasks are completed add a cute sticker!! Then make a reward bank, x amount of stickers gets you x reward! You can cash in the stickers for smaller rewards or bank them for awhile for a super cool reward! Rewards for Littles! Special rabb.it movei night ~ Your Little had such a good week, let her/him pick out a movie for the two of you to watch together! Amazon Wish List ~ Have your little make their very own wishlist, books, stuffies, movies, clothes, collars and so much more! Makes getting the perfect gift so much easier! Special game night ~ If you have the same gaming console or maybe a fun game on your phone a night spent gaming together will be a good reward! Send a Little Care Package ~ New stuffie sprayed with your perfume/cologne, coloring books/pencils, stickers, glitter, bath bombs, ALL ABOUT LITTLE DAY ~ this is a HUGE reward. Plan a day the two of you have off and let your Little GO WILD. A few hours at the beach/zoo/toy store/build a bear, maybe a movie night out, or a movie night in the cool blanket fort you guys made! Maybe a tea party! The possibilities are endless and you are both sure to have TONS OF FUN! Rewards for Cgs! Send a CG Care Package ~ A bunch of drawings and colourings you made, pictures of you and your favorite stuffies, a stuffie sprayed with your perfume/cologne so they have something to cuddle! Gaming Console Gift Cards! (Xbox, PlayStation, Steam, etc) Buy your CG a subscription to something like Hulu, Netflix or Spotify, something you know they would enjoy! Amazon Wish List ~ Have your Cg make their very own wishlist, books, video games, movies, clothes and so much more! Makes getting the perfect gift so much easier! Make/Send your CG a homemade craft! CG’s Movie Night ~ Let you CG pick out their favorite movie and enjoy it together! Special Snacks ~ Make your CG their favourite snack to enjoy when they get home! Brownies! Cheesecake! Rice Krispie Treats! ALL ABOUT CG DAY!! ~ this is your CG’s very own special day! Let your CG drag you all around town doing the things they want to do! Make you CG food! Tuck them in for a nap! Buy them the candy from the store! Punishments The worst part of having rules and the most difficult part of being a CG. Once again, communicating during the creation of Punishments is vital. Inform your Little why are you punishing them before starting any punishment. Lack of communication can cause serious psychological damage. Make sure you have a safety word if any punishment is going too far or getting uncomfortable. Abide by the safety word. Note that not every broken rule is worthy of a punishment. Some broken rules simply need a stern, loving and guided conversation. You wouldn't punish someone for not eating, not taking medication or things of that nature. In certain cases like those, punishment may just make your Little afraid to talk you about things like that. Examples of positive reinforcement. Drinking coffee after the allowed time = No coffee tomorrow. Using phone or computer during meal = No more phone or computer for the night Not doing daily reading before television = No television for the night and/or next day Doing "x" without permission = Loss of doing "x" for the week or month Talking back (excessively) = Writing lines Not doing daily chores (with the exception of certain unavoidable circumstances) = More chores tomorrow Loss of an earned reward for excessive bad behaviour Examples of negative reinforcement Cut off communication Not communicating with your significant other for no apparent reason is psychologically damaging. Even if you are beside yourself, unsure what to do, generally angry. You owe it to your significant other to send, at the very least "I am upset and would like to talk about this tomorrow" Degradation, belittlement & name calling Unless specifically given the okay for punishments. Slapping, hitting, punching, spanking anything considered physical abuse Unless specifically given the okay for punishments. Taking away anything that violates consent. Such as; taking away bathroom rights, eating or socializing. Unless specifically given the okay for punishments. Manipulation. Such as; taking away collars or physical affection. Sentences that start with "You don't deserve ‘me’ ‘my love’ ‘any love’ etc….” These are psychologically damaging, cruel and not okay unless specifically given the okay for punishment. If you are having difficulty getting your Little to follow through with a punishment, take a time out from the dynamic and talk about it as adults. If you are having difficulty following through with a punishment, take a time out from the dynamic and talk about it as adults.