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Ronak has been assigned to a new Naval station who's research operates very differently to most military installations. But Ronak's experience may be more enjoyable than he anticipates
(Disclaimer: I didn't write the script or plot for this one, I'm just drawing the pictures
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Page 7 of a long running comic from

Ronak has been assigned to a new Naval station who's research operates very differently to most military installations. But Ronak's experience may be more enjoyable than he anticipates
(Disclaimer: I didn't write the script or plot for this one, I'm just drawing the pictures

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That literally happened to me when was little. I'm not kidding, imagine spending most of your time in the preschool part of the school instead of 1 and 2nd grade, yes the whole package. I looked like a slightly taller toddler. Naptime, finger painting, building blocks, diapers, etc. I was extremely quiet as a kid, so I didn't say anything cause I thought I'd get in trouble. So I did my best to fit in, my body finally kicked into gear and I went up in height by the time 3rd grade came around yet nobody found out that I'd been in preschool 2 extra years, NOBODY. I still studied at home to keep up with everyone on the other side of the school during the "preschool years" (my dad would run me through courses at home, he wanted to keep me on my toes since the school was relentless) plus whenever I got home after being picked up, (we'd all go to the office and stand outside it till our parents came, since it was on the way, my mom would pick me up, so weirdly enough she didn't question why I was with the preschoolers and not my class on the bus 🙃 and I would dispose of the diaper I was wearing in the garbage can outside after we got home, again not wanting to get in trouble and not saying a word)
Again I'm not making this up, I'm pretty sure that's one of the main reasons I'm into Abdl, cause I find it fun reliving that circus of positive feelings and attention.
(Not saying this part of the comic isn't sad, all I'm saying is that it's just odd to remember something like this after this time and never thinking about it till now and going "huh I actually went through something like that" though I never reached my 1st grade class the first day, a teacher scooped me up went in the other direction, so no bullying took place, I was in a new town since we moved, new school, no friends, so I fit in with the squirts more than I now that I think about it 😅)
Whole thing was just a weird series of circumstances
Again I'm not making this up, I'm pretty sure that's one of the main reasons I'm into Abdl, cause I find it fun reliving that circus of positive feelings and attention.
(Not saying this part of the comic isn't sad, all I'm saying is that it's just odd to remember something like this after this time and never thinking about it till now and going "huh I actually went through something like that" though I never reached my 1st grade class the first day, a teacher scooped me up went in the other direction, so no bullying took place, I was in a new town since we moved, new school, no friends, so I fit in with the squirts more than I now that I think about it 😅)
Whole thing was just a weird series of circumstances
I can see how this could affect someone in this way.
I personally went through a lack of attention as a child due to being the oldest and my brother being born only 16 months apart. He ended up getting more attention growing up (until our sister was born 8 years later) leaving me to do my own thing w/out too much parental attention.
I don't resent him for that in any way for that since it was 100% out of his control. Though the lack of love and attention as a baby/little kid has brought me to seek that kind of attention now.
Also Side note that also brought me to ABDL: One of the 1st memories I have is of having a messy accident and my babysitter putting me in diapers for a week as a precaution. Since that day (was about 2-3 years old) that feeling of a diaper between my legs has stuck with me and has always brought me comfort.
I personally went through a lack of attention as a child due to being the oldest and my brother being born only 16 months apart. He ended up getting more attention growing up (until our sister was born 8 years later) leaving me to do my own thing w/out too much parental attention.
I don't resent him for that in any way for that since it was 100% out of his control. Though the lack of love and attention as a baby/little kid has brought me to seek that kind of attention now.
Also Side note that also brought me to ABDL: One of the 1st memories I have is of having a messy accident and my babysitter putting me in diapers for a week as a precaution. Since that day (was about 2-3 years old) that feeling of a diaper between my legs has stuck with me and has always brought me comfort.
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