UP TODAY I HAVE A Q&A FROM SOMEONE NEW! Mez is a 26 year-old (or 2.6 year old, hehe) ABDL out of Anaheim, California. He's multi-faceted, serving in the big bro and little role, and also a furry. He's a member of the same family as blog favorite Champ, who did a Q&A update here a few weeks ago. You can check out his Tumblr page: http://mez-wolf-64.tumblr.com/.
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Q&A With Mez
Name/Nick: Mez
Age: 26 years old or 2.6 years old
City/State/Country: Anaheim, Ca, USA
AB/DL/BabyFur/Other? I am an Adult Baby and Diaper Lover. Though mostly I’m a “big bro” to my siblings, I love to be the littlest in the bunch when with my Daddy. I’m also a furry as is my Daddy; I’m a blue wolf and Daddy is a black dragon. My full name is Mez Wolfe Cerberus. I’m also very aligned with BDSM Old Guard, and while mostly a “boy,” I will often show other boys the ropes.
When did you first realize you were ABDL?
To understand my bio family, I am the second born of 4 children; each of us are about a year apart from the other. So growing up I was first to be potty trained while my sibs were in diapees. But I was constantly around diapees till I was 4 and I always wanted to be back in them; but anytime I tried I was punished and told “no.”
When I was 7, I would wear my undies in the shower and pretend they were diapees. And then I would wear multiple undies to get the thickness right. I would then rinse off in the shower with my undies on and then hide them behind my bed.
I collected tons of large plushies which always kept me company when I went to sleep as a kid (and I still need to sleep with my stuff wolf to get a good night sleep). My favorite was an oversized Mickey that I would tuck into bed with me and stuck on his thumb before bed sometimes.
This was the first time I remember wishing that I could wear diapers all the time. But I had no clue what ABDL was till I was 16 and got a laptop.
What steps did you take to get your diaper 'fix' as a child and/or teen?
As a child, I wore my undies and sometimes plastic shopping bags to pretend I was in a diaper. I would crawl in the bathroom until I wet my “diapee” and then jump in the shower.
As a preteen, I wore multiple pairs of boxer briefs and tightie whities in order to be unable to close my legs and waddle. But using them was hard, and I remember trying to take some off in order to pee.
As a teen, I had a job and I went shopping for training diapers. My first pack was a pack of Goodnights for boys. They fit as well as one would hope and they didn’t last long either. Sometimes I would use only about 3 or so before throwing the rest away so no one could see that I had them.
When I was poor or didn’t have any, I made diapers from a towel and plastic trash bags. I remember one time I took into the shower to see how much it would swell up. I remember that it was so heavy and then there was a hug flood of water in the tub but I was so amused by it.
I didn’t get to wear better adult diapees till I was in my first year of college at 18.
Do your parents and/or siblings know about you and diapers? If so, please explain how, and how they reacted?
Well yes and no. It was a complicated story.
Unfortunately my parents were not the type to accept drama or something abnormal into their life. I manage to come out to them as gay but only after telling them a very convincing lie.
As a disclaimer, I don’t suggest anyone do what I did when it comes to telling your family. It is a big regret of mine for doing this, and you jump thru a lot of hoops.
After my 1st year of college, I wore a lot more diapees around the campus and even more dorms.
Now for the first year, I was living by myself in the dorm on campus; I had tons of time to wear and be “me.” During the summer, I had to move in with a random college student in a different dorm; yet I decided that I would come out to him as being “diaper dependent.” So after lying to him about being “urinary incontinent” I wore around the campus and in the room with him. Now this guy was super friendly and he was very receptive and open-minded; he didn’t laugh at me or say negatives about me wearing, and we became friends for a while. But later during the summer, I realized that I had to return home for the last 5 weeks of summer and I wouldn’t be able to be “myself.” So I got very sad one night and my roommate found me.
He asked what the matter is, and I told him that I never told my parents about “my incontinence” and that I was scared of what they would say or do if they found out. He reassured me that it would be okay and that I should see if my sib would be of some support. After calming down, I realized that I could talk to my brother to see if he would be supportive in this topic.
In the end I told my brother the same lie I told my roommate to get him to believe that I was “incontinent” and that I had not told anyone. My brother told me he would help me tell our parents and I cried a bit; though it was a lie, it was the first time I felt like I could be honest about everything including my AB side towards my brother. When I told my parents, they were in shock and they didn’t believe me at first until I showed them my diapee I had on. Again I regaled in the story of how I became incontinent and how I wore diapers to stop having accidents around my bed and during the day.
At first I was happy because I could wear all the time and everyone thought it was just my natural state. I changed into a diaper every day and wore one every night; my parents even bought me some on the hush hush. But I was also asked to see my doctor. I told my doctor the lie; he believed it as urinary incontinent and prescribed pills (I never took them). Weeks went by and test after test the doctors couldn’t find a cause; worst test was catheter test *shivers*. After that test, I saw what my one lie was doing to my parents; they were arguments over how they would afford test after test, my mom not liking the fact their son was in diapers again, and the stress carried over to the rest of the house as they heard the fighting. So I thought about it for a while and decided that the lie went way to out of hand.
So the next doctor visit, I claimed the pills worked and there was no need for the diapers. It felt a lot better to come clean about not having a fake condition while there are those who truly have it, and I didn’t feel right lying to my parents about something that really makes me happy. No one should have to lie in order to be happy. So my parents asked for the next couple months if my “issues” had been okay and I said that everything was fine. But meanwhile, I was happy to wear without my family knowing. I wore everyday almost while in college, and I never felt the need again to tell my parents.
Today if they ever found out them, I would be upfront about my AB side and my diaper love because I know that it is something to be ashamed about and I have a loving Daddy and AB family that loves me for being true myself. However it is on a “need to know” basis, so I don’t think they will find out till I go 24/7.
Have you dealt with the shame and regret that is the binge/purge cycle? Please explain.
When I was teenager, I probably did a lot of binge/purge situations. I lived at home and there were 8 people in one house. I knew that one day someone might see me and find something, so I do remember throwing out a lot of things. But there was a time where I thought that I was crazy or that I shouldn’t wear diapees period and I should be saner.
Good thing I think differently now.
For collegebabies/DLs, did this interest affect your college experiences? If so, how?
Freshman year, it was all about privacy whenever I diapered up and I never let anyone into my room. A friend of mine in the dorm actually told me years later that a couple freshman saw some diaper bags underneath my bed and didn’t think much of it. So I was a tad shy, though I had a ton of plushies to cuddle when I done studying for exams.
Soph year, I wore a lot more but had to carefully plan when my roommate would bust thru the door. It was because of diapers that I met one of the AB’s on campus and we hung out. We changed each other and I played with him. I came out more often because of my friend and we wore out to more places
Junior and Senior year was all about going out to events in LA and Long Beach and spending the weekends with DLs in the area. But I also became more curious of how the mind functions and slowly became more interested in behavior studies and how people develop. All the while, I’m became more accepting of my ABDL side and even more daring about where to take photos while my diapee was showing. I even took off my pants with a friend and did a walk around the University Park at night.
How has this fetish affected your social life and/or dating?
Socially I felt I was only being half of myself, until I was surround by others like me. Then I was big bro teasing and causing trouble or the little who needed Daddies attention. We would be at parties or just hanging out, and we would be comparing video games on the floor with nothing but a diaper and shirt. I met a lot of cool people and they made me feel “welcomed” and normal about myself. I was shy at first about getting diaper changes but I warmed up to them. Later on with friends who were not into diapees, I would still be comfy about wearing and not feel like it was a big deal if I wore or not. Only a few friends knew about my diapees but they never stopped being my friend because it.
Dating was trickier. In college I tried to get a guy’s attention without diapees, but the second I mentioned them they disappeared. I dated one DL guy and on our first date I peed my pants several times until he noticed that my pants were soaked. After he noticed that I was soaked, he told me I need to be in diapers, *explicit details*, and we were cuddling in diapers before the night was over.
After that I realized that I could only be happy if I could be open about my diapee and AB side. So I gave people 3 months to decide if they want to be with me; after that I would tell them all about my AB side and take the relationship to the next level. Some fled and some broke up with me over time not knowing how to handle my diapees. Every time I told them, I made sure to express that I didn’t need them to participate as long as they could accept it as a part of “me” to love. When I was serving as a boy for BDSM Dom’s I would leave it as an option if they wanted to have me in a diapee or not but I always enjoyed when they would include it. Some Dom’s even sent me home in one and made sure that it was visible or ready to be changed. I was happy anytime I could be myself with someone else.
I found my Daddy at a furry party and we connected over messages after a while. He was into BDSM but had very little knowledge of the ABDL lifestyle. I told him about 3 weeks in about my diapees, how I like being a toddler, how I enjoyed BDSM, and that I wanted him to know that if he could accept it as a piece of me then I would promise to share more of myself with him. And he did; it has been almost 3 years now and he wants me to be 24/7, he wants to be my Daddy (and I want him to be my Daddy), he loves me for being myself and always makes me smile when I walk up to him a soggy diaper asking for a change.
My advice is to find someone who will love you for everything and makes you smile. Don’t be afraid to show them your crinkle butts.
Some experts believe that we become the way we are because of traumas experienced at an early age, including abuse and/or neglect. Do your life experiences bear this out?
Possible – my father was never around much due to work and my mom was overbearing and stressed, but I think my diaper are a product of my Freudian fixation on the Anal stage of development and control than my parental influences. 😝
Do your interests involve a subset of this community, such as babyfurs, diaper disciplinarians, wet/messy, sissybabies etc.? Please tell us about it. I won't even try to be specific here; just tell us what you think people should know.
Diaper and ABDL’s are just one type of things people are into. Personally I’m a furry and a BDSM boy while being in diapees. But I feel I cant live without the other parts of me, and sometimes they over lap.
Sometimes I’m treated as a baby when I serve Doms and when I’m being fed or punished, sometimes I’m bound up. When I fed my AB lil bro, I fed him with him tied down to a chair and wear his adorable bib. And sometimes I feed him with my hand since I sometimes forget how to use play forks, and it can messy.
When I draw my character, he is usually in a diaper and always visible. And when I wear white diapers sometimes I like to draw a wolf tail or other furry images to show off my cute diapees. Sometimes I will even draw for other crinkle butt and then we all can have tails on our diapees.
Even my Daddy has a BDSM influence on his parenting style which is why I feel at home when Daddy is taking care of me and my brothers.
Don't let yourself be limited by my questions. If you have anything else at all that you would like to say please feel free to say it here:
My family is always looking for more crinkle butts to hang with or talk with. So if you’re ever in the area let us know or if you want to talk about ABDL/BDSM lifestyles too. I also sew diaper covers and onesies and learning to make more outfits.
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