Padded Regressor - Blog Posts

"Have you had any water this morning?"

I ask the question softly, but my eyes lock onto his. I don’t look away. I watch him.

There it is—the flicker of guilt, the way his gaze flinches just slightly before that little crease forms between his brows.

He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t need to.

"Say it," I murmur.

"I… forgot," he admits, voice low. Shameful.

I take a step closer. "No. You ignored it. There’s a difference."

He opens his mouth—probably to argue—but I raise a brow. One slow lift, paired with unbroken eye contact, and he shuts it again.

"Water." I say, the word sharp as a command.

He grumbles something under his breath as he turns toward the sink, but he goes. I don’t even have to repeat myself.

He fills a glass and starts to drink.

"That’s one," I say smoothly. "Pour another. That attitude earned you extra."

He pauses mid-sip. "But Mummy I don't like water and I have lots of meetings this afternoon and I’ll have to pee..."

I walk up behind him, close enough that he can feel me behind him. My voice brushes his ear.

"And whose fault is that?" I ask, soft but firm. "Do you think being careless with your body doesn’t come with consequences? Remember how important your kidneys are."

He swallows. I don’t even have to see his face to know he’s blushing.

He starts pouring the second glass and turns around to look at me making my way over to the rug.

I point to the floor and he knows it's his cue to come and lay for changies.

"Can I just use the big boy toilet today?"

I remain silent as I kneel down and pull over his changing bag, open it and start to pull out what I need.

"This is non-negotiable, and I don’t want to hear another word about—"

I stop mid-sentence as I turn and see him.

He’s standing there, arms crossed, a little spark of defiance in his eyes—testing me.

I let the silence stretch.

I lock eyes with him.

"Come. Here. Now."

He doesn’t move. Stubborn boy...

"I'm not asking again."

His arms drop. His shoulders dip.

"Please, no diapees today...these meetings are important..."

His voice wavers—but it’s enough. I know what’s coming.

"But Mummmmy I don't wanna..."

Here he is.

My little whiney boy.

I say nothing. Just lift one eyebrow and point to the floor in front of me. One sharp, deliberate gesture.

His eyes widen, just for a second. A soft sigh leaves him, full of resistance he doesn’t have the strength to act on.

He drags his feet, slow and sulky, but I don’t move. I watch him.

Each reluctant step is a little surrender. A quiet admission.

When he finally reaches me and sinks to the floor, I let the silence hang.

"Look sweetie..."

I pull his dummy out of the bag and push it between his lips,

"...stop being such a fussy boy. You have said yourself that this afternoon is going to be busy, if you don't have to leave your computer to do pee pees it will be easier. Have we already forgotten our little accident the other day? 'Little Mr Leaky Pants"

I gently *boop* his nose with my index finger then yank down his trousers and 'big boy' pants.

"Bum up for Mummy"

He does as he is told and presses his hips into the air as I slide a fresh nappy under his butt and he starts to lower them...

"Nah uh, Keep them up now for Mummy."

His tear filled eyes watch as I reach into the bag and pull out a second diapee and position it on top of the first.

Some inaudible muffled words attempt to navigate his dummy but it's pointless, I can't understand him. Silly baby...

"Shhhh. No talkies. Two nappies for my fussy boy" I say as I open his legs and push his knees up to his chin... "Hold them up for Mummy"

Taking my time, I gently swirl cream around his cute little hole with my finger, smooth some talc in my favourite creases and carefully tape up both nappies.

One on top of the other.

I direct him as he reluctantly places a foot, one-by-one into the legs of his trousers and shuffle them up to his hips. It's a tight squeeze over all that padding.

"There. Now you're ready for your big boy meetings."

I reach out with both hands and I pull him to a seated position so his face meets mine.

He doesn’t resist. Just lets me guide him, pouting the whole way.

That little frowny forehead of his—creased in the middle like he’s trying to stay mad, trying to hold onto some tiny shred of pride.

I let my thumb brush over the wrinkle.

"Such a face," I murmur, as I lift his chin up with my hand, more amused than anything.

"You pout like you’re not the one who put yourself here..."

HII!! I’m a padded regressor that is hidden from my parents and I have a question I hope you could answer, do you know of any pad brands that are very thick / diaper-like? I’ve been wanting to regress for so long but I never feel little ;w;

Hmm, I’m not sure because I don’t use pads very often. I’m sure incontinence pads or even normal pads doubled up would be a bit thicker. You can also use period underwear or (my fav) goodnites as well. I’ve also heard you can double (or triple) up on underwear to get that padded feeling. I haven’t used period underwear personally so idk how thick it is but you could try it. I’ve also heard of people putting things like folded rags or underwear in between the layers of doubled up underwear to get more of a padded feeling as well. Not sure how well that works, you’d definitely have to experiment with it to see what works for you.

I would not advise peeing in any of these options though. Goodnites are the safest bet but even the biggest of those doesn’t hold much pee. I’ve leaked wayyy too many times to feel safe peeing in those lol.

Hope that was a little bit helpful. Good luck in your little space journeys, friend! 💖

25 Days of Agere Moodboards!

Day 4: A Perfect Agere Day 

Mood board of my smol time tonight hehe

Places to hide agere gear! 😎🤐

Hello my sneaky little friends! Lots of people have already made posts like these but I’d thought I’d share my favorite hiding places!

Under the bed:

This one is pretty obvious lol. Putting stuff in shoe boxes and wrapping stuff in blankets that don’t get used is a good idea. This hiding place is good for:

Pacis, chew toys, and anything that can fit in a shoe box

Dips and onesies could be wrapped in a blanket possibly

Under a drawer:

If you have a desk or dresser that had removable drawers, hide stuff in the space underneath the bottom drawer! This spot has been the best one for me because chances of someone accidentally stumbling upon it are low. You could hide:

Dips are great to hide under here. Depending on the height of the space, you could maybe even stack two on top of eachother!

Onesies that are folded up are also great to hide here.

Baby powder and wipes are good if the space is big enough. Storing baby powder here is good because it won’t be move around and make a mess.

Above a drawer:

I will admit, this one takes some engineering skills. In my old room I had a dresser that had a fake top drawer. If you can find a way to attach a container or bag to the inside of that it can be a good way to store:

Anything you want tbh, depends on how you do it. Light items are preferable though so they don’t fall down.

Inside a makeup/jewelry box:

This one is good if you don’t use this item often or if there is something on top of it most of the time. This one is kind of hard to explain but it’s almost like hiding things in plain sight. The box will be in plain sight and it’ll be even better if you use the other compartments often so the one unused one goes unnoticed. This is good for:

Pacis and other small items.

That is all, thanks for reading and good luck!

Me when I think my life is ending but turns out it’s not that deep and I actually just need to get padded and take a nap

Padded regression is valid!

Wearing diapers/pull-ups is something many sfw littles do for two main reasons: 1) need and 2) comfort.

Some regressors have certain medical conditions that make these items a need. Regression can also affect some people’s bladder control so dips/pull-ups would be also be a need for them.

Dips and pull-ups help many littles regress and stay regressed. The release of responsibility, the sensory experience (using or not using), the nostalgia, the intimacy of a cg changing you, the feeling of safety, the comfort, the cute patterns, everything. It all just makes us feel so tiny and safe and comforted. Some may even wear them when they aren’t feeling smol just because of how comfy and safe they make you feel!

It is nothing to be ashamed of. 💕