Paraphilic infantilism is a paraphilia characterized by the desire to wear diapers and be treated as an infant or toddler. One who engages in infantilistic play is known as an adult baby (AB). About one in three adult babies is also a diaper lover (DL), so they are collectively known as AB/DLs. The majority of infantilists are heterosexual males. Paraphilic infantilism and diaper fetishes differ in self-image and the focus of attention. However, they can coexist in individuals and have some similarities in practice. Neither include a sexual preference for children. There is no singular, archetypical infantilism, but a range. Some fantasize about being free of guilt, responsibility, or control while others might not. Some act indistinguishably from a baby at times, while others practice in a way that would be unnoticed by passers by on the street. The desires and tastes of infantilists vary around common themes of diapers and babyhood.
Crystal awoke with a new hunger! She wanted to try something new tonight. The succubus wanted to go back into her youth. The timing couldn’t have been better. The harvest was in full swing now. The living realm was filled with human life. A smile came across her thin lips.
“So many to choose from!” she thought in bliss. “I don’t know where to start!” Crystal scanned the human life for a long while. Men. They were her delicacy. Sure, she may try other things, but she always came back to the men. They were her greatest weakness. Crystal was a sucker for the male gender. Tonight was really special! It was the harvest!
At last, a special man caught her attention. He was a catch indeed. Deep brown hair, eyes as blue as the ocean, broad shoulders, lean muscle, slender, and deeply charming. Crystal smiled to herself wickedly. “Yes!” she thought. “He’ll do just fine!” Then, the monster got up, got dressed into her finest, and disappointed down into the active night city.
The man of choice was walking home to his wife. He had a stressful day. His boss chewed him out, the pay was lousy again today, workers were going on strike, and he hadn’t made up his mind yet. Plus, his wife was pregnant with their first child. This really wasn’t his day. The man sighed aloud to himself. “Can this day get any worse?” he thought to himself. Sadly, it did. He was walking past the fish market when it happened. He was almost home when the man heard a low whistle. The man looked around confused. When no one was in sight, the man kept walking. Then, the whistle came again. He paused and looked again. Still, nothing. The man was really nervous now. “Am I losing my mind?” he thought. “Am I going crazy?” The soon-to-be victim looked around. There was still no one in sight. Then, he felt someone grab him behind and cover his mouth with a cloth. As big as he was, the poor soul couldn’t get away. It was as if he was being kidnapped by a powerful unseen force. He struggled with the unknown kidnapper for ten minutes before passing out. And that was only the start of his nightmares.
In a couple of hours, the man awoke in what looked like a… nursery. He looked all around him. Bright pink was everywhere. Bunnies and dolls were the same. The prisoner slowly sat up in fear. “Wh-Where am I?” he thought in a panic. This was far from any nightmares that he had ever had. Then, he heard someone crying. This wasn’t a heartbroken cry. This was a baby cry! The man was bewildered now. “Who’s baby is crying?” he thought. Then he rose to his feet and looked around.
He came to a huge pink and white crib. He looked inside nervously. A woman was laid up on her back crying. She was dressed in a little pink dress and a diaper. The bonnet and booties added to her baby looks. The man was really lost now! “What is this?” he thought in growing panic. The succubus cried aloud again. Her prisoner was confused at the moment.
“Who are you?” he asked. The succubus just cried again. The man was sinking deeper into this going nightmare. This had to be a dream. One very sick dream, indeed.
“What do you want from me?” the man asked nervously. “Why am I here?” The succubus just cried again. The man quickly put two and two together to figure out what to do next. He was supposed to play daddy with this mysterious woman. But why him? What was so great about him? The succubus cried aloud again. The man’s face went blank.
“Look,” he said. “I have a wife expecting a child soon…” The succubus cried again.
“You don’t understand,” the man tried to reason. “I can’t do this with you.” The succubus just cried again. The man just sighed. He had no other choice. It was clear to him, either do what she wanted or be stuck here for kami knows how long. So he had to play along.
“Okay,” he said. “I get it! I’ll do as you like!” The succubus kept crying. The man looked at the “baby” to see what was wrong. So far, there was nothing. The “baby” kept on crying. Finally, the man got the idea of what she wanted. “It’s her diaper!” he thought. “She wants her diaper changed!” The poor soul felt uncomfortable now. He was very loyal to his wife. The man was true to his vows to her. That included seeing other women naked. So this wasn’t going to go so well with this one. The “baby” cried louder again. The man right then decided that he really didn’t have choice at the moment. Anything to get back home to his wife and unborn child. He shut his eyes and took in a deep breath. “Okay,” the poor soul thought. “Here goes!” He shut his eyes and place his hands neatly at her diaper. The hostage slowly removed away the “dirty” diaper quickly. The man turned and looked at the diaper. He breathed easily. The first part was complete. Now for the rest of the torment. The “dad” threw the diaper in the trash and looked around for some fresh diapers. He luckily found some on the care center. The prisoner opened the fresh diapers and took out a new one.
“Okay,” he told himself uneasily. “I can do this! Just change the diaper and maybe I can go free.” The succubus cried aloud impatiently.
“Coming!” her hostage said. “I’m coming, baby girl.” Then he hurried over to the “baby.” The hardest part of this moment was coming up fast. He braced himself for the worst. The poor soul was now standing over the crib. He was about to put the diaper on when the succubus cried again. The “daddy” paused and looked her completely lost.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “It’s your diaper, isn’t it?” The “baby” kept on crying. The man kept looking confused. Then, it hit him!”
“Oh!” he said. “I forgot the powder and oil!” The “baby’s” cry softened a little bit. The man breathed out in stress. This was getting harder by the second.
“Okay!” he said aloud. “I’ve got it.” Then he headed back to the care center and got the other supplies. Then, the task began again. He used the oil and powder on the fresh diaper and pinned it on her. The “baby” cooed happily. The man sat back and breathed out stressed. He thought it was over from there. But this nightmare wasn’t over yet.
Throughout the whole night, Crystal the “baby” kept her “daddy” up all night with her constant needs and crying. He changed her diaper four times, feed her eight times, played with her many times, and sang and rocked her to sleep. The poor soul was completely worn out. He thought that he was going to kill himself. By sun rise, Crystal sat up in her crib. She cleared her thought loudly. The man jerked his head up quickly. His captor was smiling at him wickedly.
“Okay,” she said to him. “You may go now!” The “daddy” was confused now, but also relieved. He could barely move at first. Crystal began to look slightly annoyed.
“Go on!” she snapped. “Get out of here, before baby gets angry!” The man nodded at her quickly. He rose to his feet and walked quickly out of the nursery prison.
“Shut the door!” the succubus called to him. The man did so in a rush. Crystal watched while smiling wickedly. “Sure, you can go now!” she thought in malice. “But you will be back, three nights time!” Then she rose up out of the crib and sank deep into the floor.