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“Woah, Daniella your mom’s strong!” Hailey exclaimed as we were set into the playpen. “Yeah, I know...” I respond. I was reaching for the bottle before I chickened out and asked Hailey to go first. She spun the bottle and as fate would have it... it lands on me. “Truth or dare Daniella?” “Truth..” “How did you meet you mom, sorry I don’t know your name yet.” Hailey apologizes. “Well, I remember it was a rainy day, and my parents had been... hurting me badly a few days before that. They’d smacked me, kicked me, dad cut my cheek with a broken beer bottle that week too. The day before I met my Momma, my other mom... s-she yelled at me as she ‘p-punished’ *as I made quotation marks in the air* me by bringing me into the b-basement, she always said I was useless and broke and until I was ‘fixed’, she would have to keep punishing me.” My voice got shakey as I continued. “S-She had all of this equipment, like knives, handcuffs to keep me from moving, and her favorite, a whip. That day, she punished me worse than usual, and I couldn’t take it anymore! That night dad came home and they both fell fast asleep around 4:50, I ran. I took a backpack full of essentials, and a pack of pull-ups for night wettings. I wore a grey hoodie and black sweats. I was cold and exhausted from running when I collapsed in on the doorstep of Momma’s house. I never told you this Momma, but now that I am telling this story, it wouldn’t have had an happy ending for me if you didn’t find me. I...I...I was going to kill myself, I...I just couldn’t take the daily abuse anymore! It hurt, it hurt so much...” I was no shaking like a leaf, crying into my hands, trying to calm down, but Hailey quickly came over to me and started to comfort me. “I’m sorry Daniella, I...I didn’t mean too remind you of those things... no one should go through that, but your okay now, just listen to me, you’re okay.” Hailey repeated, her own voice quivering as she was about to start crying too, ‘no one will hurt her again, make my words.’ Hailey thought.
Hi everybody. I love to RP. I'd prefer it femalexfemale rps and that there are no Anthros.
I am currently pursuing my masters is social work, focusing on clinical social work to become a counselor. I've had a lot of trauma in my past, and I absolutely am willing to help anyone out who needs an ear to talk to. We're an odd bunch, and it can be hard to find comfort in someone who doesn't really know what can be a major part of your identity.
I do write on rare occassion, you can find my writings at https://www.deviantart.com/ab-avery/gallery
please don't just message me with little things like "i'm stinky change me" its just... not fun. I don't want my relationships to just be superficial goofy abdl stuff anymore. I can work with it, but please understand I want to be able to talk like an adult still when I feel thats better for the both of us.
Hi everybody. I love to RP. I'd prefer it femalexfemale rps and that there are no Anthros.
I am currently pursuing my masters is social work, focusing on clinical social work to become a counselor. I've had a lot of trauma in my past, and I absolutely am willing to help anyone out who needs an ear to talk to. We're an odd bunch, and it can be hard to find comfort in someone who doesn't really know what can be a major part of your identity.
I do write on rare occassion, you can find my writings at https://www.deviantart.com/ab-avery/gallery
please don't just message me with little things like "i'm stinky change me" its just... not fun. I don't want my relationships to just be superficial goofy abdl stuff anymore. I can work with it, but please understand I want to be able to talk like an adult still when I feel thats better for the both of us.