Cross-posted from another site. I think it has enough relevence to post here:
While I’m sure plenty of you are very in touch with your Little sides, I’m guessing there are others, like me, who are not. For those who can’t simply regress at will, what are your triggers? Are they more internal or external? What needs to happen for your Little to emerge? What are some barriers that you know of?
Personally, my triggers are mostly internal. The mere act of putting on a diaper or playing with a toy doesn’t make me feel Little. Instead, my Little side tends to emerge as a reaction to emotional stimuli. If I’m ever with someone with a strong maternal personality, for instance, whatever barriers I have between my adult self and my Little self come down more easily (the same is true for my caregiver/Daddy side – I can step into that role more easily if I’m with someone who requires or is responsive to being taken care of). Also, high levels of stress sometimes function as triggers, but not to the same extent.
That’s understandable. Ageplay is a completely nonsexual for me. The same cannot be said for diapers (TMI, sorry), but regression and sexuality just seem to clash in my mind.
It does seem a little perverse. And the addition of something that is so very adult to a time when you’re trying to be the opposite must really be a little difficult to get around.
Any half-attractive woman in the 20-45 age range with a strong maternal instinct can bring my little side out.
I don’t always dissolve all my barriers immediately, but it weakens them significantly and I can ease into it if she’s accepting. This can also happen with men… but in my current state of mind, that would be a hard sell.
Barrier wise, the biggest two things are stress and heat. I have this thing about not feeling little if I get too hot.
Also, if I’m sick or have some physical problem I can’t seem to get into it without the right amount of prodding from someone I trust.
For me the simple act of wearing can bring out my little side. Or it could turn me on and lead my mind towards more, adult avenues. It really depends what mood I’m in, and oddly enough how big the diaper is. A couple months ago I restocked my supply, but I got the wrong size of Molicare Super Plus. The things are nearly big enough to swim in, so by comparison I feel smaller in them.
That, and sweaty diapers just don’t feel that good. There is a marked difference between sweat and urine; the former is not pleasant at all to me.
I don’t have free reign with the air conditioning in my house since I live at home and don’t pay the bill. My mom likes to keep the temperature inside at around 78 (25 Celcius).
In my room (with all my electronic equipment) that quickly becomes 80-85 (26-30 Celcius). Not fun to wear diapers in that kind of heat. If I were allowed to keep the AC where I felt most comfortable, it would be around 55-60 (13-16 Celcius) in here right now.
for myself, I just need to be with the right people…
when I’m by myself, I need to be “in the mood” but when I’m around other people in the scene (or who are open to the scene) I tend to be able to regress much more easily. I just need to be in a comfortable place I suppose.
Kind of an odd one here, but my stomach is a huge barrier.
I’m overweight, and badly in need of a skinnier body (which I am working on actually), but my stomach is kind of big and round and almost out of proportion to the rest of my body. Thus far no matter what type of diaper I’ve worn, because of my stomach they’ve all ripped at one point or another.
Could be the tape, or if the tape is strong enough it could be the fabric. All in all though, not very fun to have that happen.
Also a turnoff. I do not like the feel of plastic, at all. Anything resembling plastic is out as well (thin rubber for example).
I guess I should say that I am not a diaper lover but rather an adult baby in that it’s not the diaper itself that catches my fancy but rather the concept of being an infant. Anything non-infant like makes it really hard to get in the mood.
For instance, I could not will myself to wear a diaper unless I have a onesie and/or a pacifier.