Don't think I've brought this up often here, but, yes, I'm a huge Sanrio fan, and Kuromi's been my favorite since I was in seventh grade. Hope you like this heartfelt pitch.
Category Story / ABDL
Species Demon
Size 120 x 113px
File Size 3.7 kB
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I'm not as familiar with Kuromi as I am with other characters in the Sanryo universe, but I do like the argument and canon-based evidence of how she could be an ABDL.
Being a Babyfur, ABDL, Little, etc. is certainly not easy. I remember when I first told someone IRL and how, for me, it did not turn out so well. I don't regret having shared that part of myself with someone to whom I was very close to, but I can definitely understand how hard it is to have to keep such cute and crinkly secrets to yourself while wondering who may find out and how they may respond to it.
Interestingly, since my bad fortune in sharing my interest in pamps, I have had the fortune of discussing my affinity for diapered cartoon animals, along with how I like to wear a diaper, with more than one therapist. Initially, I had gone to therapy to discuss the struggles in undergoing multiple surgeries as my eyesight continued to get worse and worse. However, while discussing how my life was impacted by going blind, I did ask the therapists' thoughts on my interests. Each of therapists that I had all said the same thing, "As long as it does no harm to you, or anybody else, it is not a problem and you should not feel shame over it."
Since going 100% blind, I have tried to more openly embrace my cutesy side by wearing shirts that express how playful and fun I want to feel and be. The way I see it, given people give me funny looks for how I am due to me being 100% blind, I might as well give them something else to look at. For example, shirts with diapered ducks printed on them, a shirt from Tiny Ones Transport Service / T.O.T.S., a Neopets shirt, etc. (The only reason I know people give me looks is due to people pointing out such behavior to me while I may be out and about with my son, partner, or a friend.).
I really and truly think there just comes a time where you get tired of feeling held back by those who choose to remain ignorant to what it is to be a Little / ABDL / etc. It took me a long time, but I got there and, given how you described Kuromi, I imagine she will eventually get to where she no longer worries about who knows of her little secret. :)
Being a Babyfur, ABDL, Little, etc. is certainly not easy. I remember when I first told someone IRL and how, for me, it did not turn out so well. I don't regret having shared that part of myself with someone to whom I was very close to, but I can definitely understand how hard it is to have to keep such cute and crinkly secrets to yourself while wondering who may find out and how they may respond to it.
Interestingly, since my bad fortune in sharing my interest in pamps, I have had the fortune of discussing my affinity for diapered cartoon animals, along with how I like to wear a diaper, with more than one therapist. Initially, I had gone to therapy to discuss the struggles in undergoing multiple surgeries as my eyesight continued to get worse and worse. However, while discussing how my life was impacted by going blind, I did ask the therapists' thoughts on my interests. Each of therapists that I had all said the same thing, "As long as it does no harm to you, or anybody else, it is not a problem and you should not feel shame over it."
Since going 100% blind, I have tried to more openly embrace my cutesy side by wearing shirts that express how playful and fun I want to feel and be. The way I see it, given people give me funny looks for how I am due to me being 100% blind, I might as well give them something else to look at. For example, shirts with diapered ducks printed on them, a shirt from Tiny Ones Transport Service / T.O.T.S., a Neopets shirt, etc. (The only reason I know people give me looks is due to people pointing out such behavior to me while I may be out and about with my son, partner, or a friend.).
I really and truly think there just comes a time where you get tired of feeling held back by those who choose to remain ignorant to what it is to be a Little / ABDL / etc. It took me a long time, but I got there and, given how you described Kuromi, I imagine she will eventually get to where she no longer worries about who knows of her little secret. :)
Beyond just the possibility of people getting the wrong idea of our interests, there’s also the fact that there’s scarcely a natural segue into talking about them.
Though my friends and family all know I like super cutesy stuff, not even that makes for an opportunity to discuss diapers that wouldn’t feel forced in my eyes, especially given diapers aren’t exactly a consistent subject of conversation.
Though my friends and family all know I like super cutesy stuff, not even that makes for an opportunity to discuss diapers that wouldn’t feel forced in my eyes, especially given diapers aren’t exactly a consistent subject of conversation.
I agree entirely. The first person that I told was my, now, ex-wife. The only reason it was able to come up in the discussion was due to her asking me if there was anything particularly kinky I was interested in. It's safe to say that, upon telling her, the rest of that night was ruined by how she felt revolted by how anyone could have a liking to diapers.
What is really interesting is how my ex-wife insisted I needed professional help for my diaper fetish. Then, upon getting said help and learning that it was not something I should be ashamed of, she got very bothered. It didn't help that each additional trauma from losing more-and-more eyesight brought me back to therapy to work out my feelings about going 100% blind. Each therapist I saw allowed me the opportunity to discuss my diaper fetish and love for diapered cartoon animals with each telling me that it was not a bad thing and how there are far worse things out there people can be attracted to.
My ex-wife eventually got to where she could say she understood my affinity for diapers, but she could not accept it. This is one of the reasons that she decided to leave me. However, after having spent years trying to learn what may cause a diaper fetish and doing enough self-discovery to figure out where, why, and how I ended up having one, I can safely say that I would have been absolutely miserable if I were not allowed to, in some way, fixate on padding myself, or seeing cute animals put into pamps.
My current relationship is a lot better. This is because the one I am with is part of the Baby Fur community. It is nice to know I can enjoy cutesy cartoons, cuddly things, and diapers without the burden of someone breathing down my neck to stop doing something that, if it were at all possible, I would've stopped doing a long time ago. It isn't like anybody wakes up one morning and says, "I want to have a diaper fetish so that people can mock, ridicule, and label me in derogatory ways.". Nobody in their right mind would choose to gravitate towards something that is taboo to society. Thankfully, through sites like FA, we can find like-minded individuals who allow us to know we are far from alone in our interests, struggles with said interests, and in finding peace with ourselves despite having an interest that is misunderstood by the status quo.
What is really interesting is how my ex-wife insisted I needed professional help for my diaper fetish. Then, upon getting said help and learning that it was not something I should be ashamed of, she got very bothered. It didn't help that each additional trauma from losing more-and-more eyesight brought me back to therapy to work out my feelings about going 100% blind. Each therapist I saw allowed me the opportunity to discuss my diaper fetish and love for diapered cartoon animals with each telling me that it was not a bad thing and how there are far worse things out there people can be attracted to.
My ex-wife eventually got to where she could say she understood my affinity for diapers, but she could not accept it. This is one of the reasons that she decided to leave me. However, after having spent years trying to learn what may cause a diaper fetish and doing enough self-discovery to figure out where, why, and how I ended up having one, I can safely say that I would have been absolutely miserable if I were not allowed to, in some way, fixate on padding myself, or seeing cute animals put into pamps.
My current relationship is a lot better. This is because the one I am with is part of the Baby Fur community. It is nice to know I can enjoy cutesy cartoons, cuddly things, and diapers without the burden of someone breathing down my neck to stop doing something that, if it were at all possible, I would've stopped doing a long time ago. It isn't like anybody wakes up one morning and says, "I want to have a diaper fetish so that people can mock, ridicule, and label me in derogatory ways.". Nobody in their right mind would choose to gravitate towards something that is taboo to society. Thankfully, through sites like FA, we can find like-minded individuals who allow us to know we are far from alone in our interests, struggles with said interests, and in finding peace with ourselves despite having an interest that is misunderstood by the status quo.
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