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I was regularly glancing at the hour at the right corner of the screen. My innocent internet searches about “adult diapers” led me to the well known french ABDL forum. My eyes read all the articles’ titles in a row.

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I scrolled and clicked on the next page, unable to choose one in particular to read about.

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I glanced again at the numerical clock. I was afraid this discovery would make me lose track of time. It was shaking all the ideas I had forged up. 

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Testimonies, anecdotes, job offers, relays of international articles…

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“Test of the ******** diaper”

Well, perhaps it was one of those I saw at the chemist’s ?

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Nope, not at all. I think remembering that one had to order it from abroad. It seemed rather basic  after all. Still, the review was several pages long with photos to back it up. The author put words on sensations I had without formulating them : the texture, the sound, the smell… Moreover we had the same problematics : leaks management, supply issues, fixation of the fasteners, etc. I felt understood for the very first time.

From astonished, I became stunned. On top of the fastidiousness of the article added the sidereal number of comments. There was everything : from the little reaction

Jon1452

Whaou !!...

PhiliB

That’s nice !

To the very technical question

P0ly
I usually wear M size, but my thighs are rather large. Do you think it will leak ?

Until the opening of raging debate

Minussi

Do you guys call it thick ? You never wore a #### or what ?

References to other diapers were numerous. Socrate in the meanwhile was softly whispering in my ear : “You see Daisy, the only thing you know is that you know nothing.”

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The ranking of the best ABDL website in 2011 had sparked my interest. There were other websites dedicated to it ? Hell yes. So many links from so many countries. I was overwhelmed. The article distinguished the free websites and the ones you had to pay for. Pay for what, exactly ?

www.well-known-2010’s-ABDL-paying-website.com
Mmmh ?

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Oh, okay.

That’s something else.

Here I was facing an army of women in close formation. They were of a kind that I had not seen before : wearing a lot of makeup, asserted, utterly suggestive. Lights and poses gave them an artificial look, like ABDL barbies. They stared right through the camera ; right through me. I vaguely wondered what they wanted. Awkwardness was mixed with sheer fascination. All of them exposed their diapers with no trace of embarrassment. From the point of view of a not-yet-17, they seemed kind of old. I wondered if I would become like them. I was not entirely sure that would please me. 

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Pages flashed up on the screen. Illustration pictures appeared always more numerous. Photo sets and videos were of course inaccessible to me. It surely was for the best.

Today, I know that those pictures were aimed at a male target. I now also know that those women were no more ABDL than one becomes a cleaning lady by wearing a maid costume. Only nothing in my environment ever put me in contact with pornographic contents. That first experience was as unexpected as disquieting. 

It was enough for the day. I still had time, but I needed a moment to digest everything I had seen. 

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Luckily, a friend from high school showed me how to erase internet history. He had been initiated by his elder brother who used the technique for his parents not to see he was looking up solutions for video games he was not supposed to play to. Teenagehood resourcefulness…

I mechanically turned the TV on. After realising that I was not watching it at all, I went to Will’s to take my mind off. The contact of his arms, the sweetness of his look contrasted so much with what I had just seen. Those little nothings made me come back to a reassuring reality. Of course, I was still thinking about all those finds. The new ABDL horizon I discovered seemed infinite to me. One can easily smile at this statement today. Let’s admit it, physical and numerical opportunities to live out your passion at this time were close to piddling. Still, in a few clics, a whole new world opened.

PS: Thinking again about this adventure provokes in me all kinds of emotions. I would sooner have believed that I would become a camel tamer rather than participate almost 15 years later to expand the realm of possibilities in this microcosm. Thank you so much to everyone who made this possible !