What a Daddy Gets From It: Future Memories

Every now and then, I make reference to the question: “What Does A Daddy Get From the Dynamic?” I’ve seen this question pop up on a quite a few sites and I’ve received this question in emails and private messages. And I’ve done my best to answer it. But it doesn’t seem to matter how many times it’s stated, the answers given are often hard for a BabyGirl to understand. Perhaps the only way to know what a Daddy gets from it is to be a Daddy – just the same as the only way to understand what a BabyGirl gets from it is to be a BabyGirl.

It’s frustrated me a bit that, though I find it easy to write, I just simply can’t find an all-encompassing answer to this question. So what I’ve decided to do is create a series of on-going blog entries, until I have fully answered the question.

This is the second entry and each entry will detail a small little “something” that I’ve gotten from my time as a Daddy. But these are only my answers, my opinions and what I get from the dynamic. It may differ for others and that’s the beauty of it. Much like Age Play and ABDL itself, it is as individual as we are.

So the fifth entry I will entitle as: “Future Memories”.

I’ve mentioned before that I was one of those ABDLers who made the initial discovery of age play online. It was October of 1998 when I did an online search on this up-n-coming thing called Internet. Back then, if you didn’t type in the “www.” at the beginning of the URL, you didn’t get to website you were trying to.

The results that popped up for a search I made of the words “Diaper Love” were very sparse. There really wasn’t much that showed up on searches. Yes, some of the ABDL sites existed and had been up-n-running. But they weren’t showing up on search engines. The “Yet Another Hierarchical Officious Oracle” search engine, known more familiarly as Yahoo, was only about three years old. And Google was only about a year and a half old.

They hadn’t yet achieved the mastery of producing search results that they would later figure out. But of the results that actually did appear, one took me to an ABDL message board where postings and stories were kept on the subject.

After I recovered from the shock of realizing that there actually was an age play world and that I wasn’t alone in it, I read one of the stories. And once I got done reading the stories, I started looking for pictures. Some of the first images I saw were what were known as “pasties” – a fake diaper superimposed on top of another picture to make the image of a BabyGirl.

And keep in mind that DiaperedOnline did exist back then, but it was in an earlier version. There wasn’t any ABDreams yet nor FLBabyGirls nor Pampered Penny nor NaughtyDiaperGirls nor Aunt Elli’s nor a lot of the picture sites that now exist.

So DiaperedOnline became a site I frequented along with AdultBabySource. And the reason why I frequented these sites was because they matched the fantasy for me.

Soon I would find other message boards, websites, communities, etc. And they all implanted in me memories of things that hadn’t even happened in my life yet. For as strange as that sounds, it was very much the case. And I got to know those memories so well that I could put details to them.

They were fantasies, but they weren’t yet reality.

So how does this apply to what a Daddy gets from the dynamic?

Enter “Future Memories”.

Fantasy – (fan•ta•sy) (ˈfan(t)əsē/)

noun
1. the faculty or activity of imagining things, especially things that are impossible or improbable.
a fanciful mental image, typically one on which a person dwells at length or repeatedly and which reflects their conscious or unconscious wishes.
2. a musical composition, free in form, typically involving variation on an existing work or the imaginative representation of a situation or story; a fantasia.
verb
1. imagine the occurrence of; fantasize about.

Definitions are always good to know, but practical application of them can often get lost in translation of so many words. It doesn’t mean that the definitions are wrong. It just means sometimes things are viewed the way we want to see them.

Fantasies are things you want to have happen. Eventually, they either do happen or they don’t. And there are a bazillion parameters that decide this. Often, when you fantasize, you see something and you are reminded of someone because of it.

I would begin to meet other ABDLers a few years down the road. Then I would meet a BabyGirl. Suddenly, those memories – produced by online searches of things that hadn’t even happened yet – flooded back into my head, my heart, my senses and my soul. And they happened.

In the fourth entry of this series: “Essence”, I wrote about how thoughts of someone and reminders of someone could be present in the first breeze you feel when walking out the front door. And that’s a good feeling indeed. Often, it comes from a connection you have with someone where they feel needed, cherished and loved by you. And you, you know that what you have to offer her actually meets her needs and makes her happy.

Then you find reminders of her all over the place because she’s on your mind and within every beat of your heart.

I remember once walking through the one and only mall we have in Lancaster, PA. I came to a dead stop in front of one store window. And I saw an outfit that reminded me of someone. It wasn’t of a single person, but rather of the concept of several people. Instantly, I envisioned “her” in that outfit and then my mind moved backwards, envisioning how she got into the outfit. The length of that skirt, the flouncy move of that skirt and all the emotions of vulnerability she just might feel by being diapered while out-n-about in that outfit.

Then a storyline formed in my mind, detailing many other events that hadn’t even happened but lived very vividly in my imagination. But my, oh my. They did happen in the not-too-distant future.

No, I wouldn’t buy that outfit for “her”. But we would get her a similar one a short while down the road.

The point of all of this is that: not only do we, as Daddies, confront subtle reminders of her throughout each day – implanting thoughts of her in our minds. But those thoughts linger and grow. And before we know it, we just had a memory of her … from the future.

Imagine that: Someone who can travel to the forefront of your thoughts and then create fantasies that become realities.

Many people cross my mind each day, but very few are able to take my thoughts and make me do something with them.