kinktellectual thoughts: factory settings abdl
sometimes i wonder why i have this kink. i used to comb through my memories trying to find a moment to explain why.
i know kinks can manifest without rhyme or reason, but i still find myself looking for an answer. did something traumatic or meaningful happen to me as a child? was there something missing that i was trying to fulfill? was this a coping mechanism in some way?
but the truth is: i am just built like this. i am just factory settings abdl. there’s no trauma to explain away this kink - it’s simply a part of me and always has been.
from a very young age, i knew there was something different about me. even when i was 3-4 i was fetishizing diapers and incontinence. i stole diapers as a child. i daydreamed about wetting myself. i always felt intrigued by the sensation of diapers. the squishy, warm, wet padding snug around my private parts. i knew these were probably not “normal” thoughts but i didn’t know what to do with them.
somehow i managed to avoid finding abdl online until i was in college. i remember after my roommate went to bed i would watch abdl videos on tumblr, binge-watching people filling their diapers and feeling so insanely turned on by it, it was like a high. then, i would feel so much shame and confusion and disgust that i would delete tumblr, and punish myself. the classic binge and purge.
for the past 6 years, i’ve been an abdl lurker. i would scroll through abdl tumblr in a frenzy, like a madwoman- only allowing myself to explore in secret, shameful moments. then i would feel overwhelming shame and swear i would NEVER go back to this kink. a vicious, inevitable cycle.
for years, this kink has been the only thing getting me off. i think about it all the time, i dream about it, i cannot switch this part of me off, no matter how hard i have tried in the past.
everything changed towards the end of 2025. i don’t know if it was because my brain finally fully developed or what, but i decided i am DONE being miserable. i’m DONE living in secrecy and shame. this kink is fun. it’s weird and silly and intimate and beautiful. and it takes a special person to understand the nuances of it.
to all the factory setting abdl people out there searching for an answer: you don’t need one. just let yourself be. embrace the randomness and serendipity of being blessed by the diaper fairy ✨
i wrote this while cuddled in my bed in a warm, wet pullup, and i can confirm: life is so much better when you embrace this kink.
