ABDL505Love

I don't claim to be or own any of these pics this is just stuff I enjoy!

[childlikefuckup]

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[fanfan-abk]

[stinky-in-pinky]

Hi! My name is Sandy, and I specialize in Adult Baby Diaper Care! If you need a betasitter for a naughty adult, I’m the girl for you!

Ladies, let’s be honest: Not every man deserves your time, energy, or another second of adult privileges. Whether it’s a husband who can’t keep his eyes to himself, a stepson too entitled to wipe the counter (let alone himself), or an ex who still thinks he’s in control. It’s time he learned what real consequences look like.

That’s where I come in.

What I Offer: Complete Regression Programs – Diapers, bottles, discipline. He’s on my schedule now. Sissy Conditioning – From boxers to bows. Feminine, flustered, and folded into routine. Ego Reduction Therapy – Backtalk gets pacified. Bravado gets bibbed. Custom Reports & Progress Logs – So you know exactly how many times he soaked himself while whining about "fairness." Optional Public Reinforcement – Select outings for those who need a little reminder in front of others.

Designed For: – Cheating boyfriends who still think they’re hot stuff – Husbands in desperate need of humiliation-based structure – Sissy-curious males you’re ready to test – Step-sons too grown for their behavior – Roommates or live-ins overstaying their maturity

My Services Include: – Bottle & spoon feedings (my special formula is highly toted!) – Diaper changes (pee and poop—unlike those overpriced girls who won’t even wipe!) – Teasing & edging (with discipline if he begs) – Milking sessions (penile, anal, mechanical, no need to even remove a chastity cage!) – Nap enforcement, plug maintenance, and “accident tracking” – Sissy transformation optional (outfits available) – Strict behavioral correction when needed

Discipline Methods Offered (at no extra charge!): – Time-outs (in crib, highchair, or corner) – Spankings (hand, paddle, or hairbrush—your choice) – Chastity checks and denial enforcement – Plug penalties – Verbal correction (mocking, baby talk, firm scolding) – Written punishment assignments and apology lines

I don’t just diaper them—I retrain them.

Perfect for: – Girls' nights out – Date night with a real man – Punishment weekends – Breakup revenge – Long overdue ego adjustments

Let me take care of the beta so you can focus on being the baddie you are!

But don’t just take it from me — here’s what other women had to say!

"Sandy had my fiancé begging to be changed within an hour. Best $200 I ever spent. I actually got to finish a date night without 17 text messages. Five stars." – Jessica R.

"I booked Sandy for a weekend while I went to Vegas. Came back to a pacified, pinked-up baby who barely looked me in the eye. She's a lifesaver." – Mel S.

"Was skeptical at first... until I saw how fast she had my ex drinking from a bottle and saying 'yes ma’am' through his paci. She gets it." – Nicole V.

"He mouthed off once. Just once. She pulled out the paddle, plugged him, and made him write ‘I will not disrespect my babysitter’ 100 times. He’s been oddly polite ever since." – Tanya L.

All for just $200/hr! (No, that’s not a typo. Most girls charge $500 and won’t even look at a messy diaper.)

Availability: Evenings, weekends, and select long-term boarding programs Virtual supervision packages also available for long-distance ladies

Discreet. Efficient. Deliciously Degrading. “He wanted attention? He’ll get fed every four hours and changed every six.”

Serious inquiries only. I don't kiss. I don’t coddle. I correct.

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(Apparently it needs to be said, but this is a fake ad for the sake of fantasy……)

[lecreamiediaper]

Diaper Lover Hypnosis

Think I might've broke the mould with this. It's the first time I actually got off just by sticking together clips and making this.

[adultbabystories]

Sitting on the floor, next to his feet, your eyes looking up to his. He is sitting in his brown armchair, the one you know you are not allowed to sit in. He looks down at you, silent, letting you take it all in. Moments ago he had stripped you from the clothes you were wearing, and now you are on the floor to his feet, naked, waiting. You’ve been to this kind of rodeo before, once. You and he went out somewhere and you had a few more drinks than you should have. Bad words slipped out from your mouth that night and the next morning you found yourself waking up in a wet bed. Now when you look up, you see the paddle and the diaper again. You know how that paddle feels on your ass, how can it make you cry. You know how that diaper feels when touching your sore-creamed butt cheeks. Being spanked and diapered keeps you inline, sorted, like a good boy. Last time, he forced you to call him “Daddy” for a whole week. A week of diaper discipline, a week of behavior correction. 

Within that week, you’ve discovered the feeling of being cared for. You loved that daddy took care of you, guided you, changed you, fed you, tucked you in for bedtime. You loved to be a boy to your new daddy. The boy’s place in the house was perfect for you, and daddy made sure you’ll know it was more than just discipline. You enjoyed that week so much but you were too embarrassed to tell daddy. A year has passed since then. On the floor, naked, daddy with the paddle and diaper in his hands, again. You know you acted up last night. You know he, daddy, is right. You know you are going to be daddy’s good boy again, you’ll have no choice. Your plan to be his boy again worked.

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@amster-daddy​ knows how to correct a misbehaving boy. 

[abenjaminbutton]

True story bro 😎

[mrsuperbaby-deactivated20220317]

I can be a daddy too! Love reducing a grown woman to a helpless infant

[little-girlxo-deactivated202207]

This makes me feel so little 🥺

[rosaletson]

Reblog the rules and regulations for abdl babies and abdl sissies so that other babies can knows the rules and regulations of the abdl

[wesleybracken]

[pantiesandpamperssissy]

A very, very, very, very, very, very tiny part of Kathy felt bad for Steven as she stared at the photo attachment that just arrived in her email.

The part that remembered seeing him for the first time at that frat party. He was so smart, and funny. The part that remembered how fun he was to be around. The part that remembered how fun their wedding was.

But every other part of her? Savored every delicious aspect of the ludicrous photo. Fucking small-dicked perverted diaper faggot deserved this. Period. For years she’d put up with his tiny dick and his inability to remain hard during sex. She couldn’t even give him a blowjob without it staying soft. Then one day she found out what he was really into and it certainly wasn’t pussy: Diapers. Humiliation. Bondage. And paying dominatraxes to treat him like an adult baby. It was revolting and she was enraged, especially because she was the bread winner and it was her money going to the dommes.

So she slowly plotted her revenge, with help from her mom, who was equally revolted by her son-in-law. Finally they found a dominant daddy, a master, who said he could take her husband off her hands. “Disappear him for good and turn him into what he thinks he wants but in a much worse way.”

Money was exchanged. Promises made. And then one day…he was just gone. The paper trail made it seem like he’d run off with another woman overseas. Instead he was the permanent baby slave of a cruel man. Kept in diapers 24/7. Babified. Caged, cribbed, spanked, regressed, pacified, forced incontinence. And best of all, turned into a cocksucking queen who got ass-fucked on a nightly basis as well. He’d never see sunlight again. He’d know nothing but diapers and punishment and cock. She now looked at the latest pic and saw the hope had drained from his eyes. He looked like a puzzled, diapered piece of cattle. He must know his fate now, even if his mind was starting to lose its bearings. Eventually he probably wouldn’t even remember her, would just know his poopy Pampers and his master. She deleted the pic per the master’s instructions, but the memory was already seared in her mind and would provide useful during that night’s masturbation session with her vibrator. Poor baby.

[pantiesandpamperssissypart2]

So this is the story that I just answered a question about. Found it! A good one, lol.

[mommyiiivviiii-blog]

Reblog if you love and support ABDL lifestyle! ❤️

Like if you’re in a secret relationship with DIAPER! 🥰

The heavier the SAG, the bigger the DIAPER.

[mommyneicy-deactivated20250410]

I just wanna take the time to say us mommies/ daddies need our little as much as are littles need us!

Littles make us feel so wanted and loved

When we’re having a bad day & get home they make us forget why we are having a bad day because we focus on them & taking care of them

They give us cuddles and remind us that we are needed.

They do the cutest things that warms our hearts . Like cuddle up in your lap & you don’t wanna move them because they look so peaceful.

They whine and whimper for attention 💕

They always need mommys/daddys help even when it comes to turning off a light switch

Littles act bratty on purpose for attention & some who are more behaved! Because all they wanna do is be the bestest little, but they’d be the bestest either way

The constant little need of mommys/ daddy’s touch

The I want up hands, the just hold me mommy/daddy body language.

It is a joy in my life to be a mommy dom to my little boy . & for all the littles that have a mommy/ daddy or both or not at all. It will be a very happy thing and we mommies/daddies love our littes & we need you just as much 💕

Reblog if you agree & add on!

[little-baby-bubblegum]

Never be ashamed of you.

No matter what your reason is for age regressing and/or wearing diapers. Enjoy being who you are and never let anyone make you feel inadiquate because of it.

It is NOT okay to bully others and especially not for their kinks, coping mechanisms or illnesses (physical/ mental)

Remember you have no idea why someone is wearing or regressing.

Always be kind.

Reblog if you agree!

[magical-girl-kyra]

Could you do me a favor?

If you feel that there is nothing wrong with being an adult baby, if enjoying wearing diapers doesn’t make you a freak, if it’s not weird or abnormal to find happiness in acting like an infant or toddler.

If you agree with all that, could you pretty please reblog this?

Thank you ^_^

[daddymatty-1717]

💚👨‍👦💙

[caged-plugged-and-diapered]

[princeragamuffin-deactivated202]

😮 😯 😲

[abdl505love]

Hot

[babyfox32-deactivated20250210]

Seriously people, if you don't get mdlb, abdl - scroll on. Don't be a twat.

Some adults wear diapers because...

✨it brings comfort

✨actual incontinence, it's a part of life

✨ Coping mechanism

✨ Feeling safe & protected

✨ love the feeling of the material

✨ decrease anxiety

✨ let go of responsibilities temporarily

✨ Can be a part of OCD

✨ Healing from negative childhood experiences - rejection/punishment/guilt from parental figures.

And please, feel free to add on why you wear as well.

Just because you may not understand, doesn't give you a right to judge something that is harmless and consensual between two adults, or even just the person themselves.

They are fully capable, responsible adults carrying out normal, daily adult responsibilities.

As a CG but also girlfriend, I'm a safe space for my partner, where he is free to be himself. So we make it fun together, because we are ADULTS.

So kindly, fuck off with your hate 🥰

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[b-i-n-k-i-e-deactivated20240318]

ATTENTION ALL LITTLES WHO WANT TO MAKE FRIENDS! 🎀🍼😋

reblog this post to find friends and help other littles find friends too! 

[mommyandthemunchkin]

I’m always open to making new friends! 🤗❤️

[adultbabystories]

The big presentation

Yesterday was the most humiliating day in my life.

My boss had ordered me to create a presentation for our big CEO. I worked my ass off for a month to collect all the data and analyze it. My boss wanted the presentation to be amazing and between the lines, I figured my promotion was on the line. A week before the big day, my boss and I worked on the data together to make it perfect. We drank so much coffee and energy drinks, day and night. I had to pee frequently, more than I used to. Even my boss noticed I was going to the bathroom a lot and joked about it and said maybe I should wear a diaper until we’ll finish it. We practiced the presentation and the whole thing took about thirty minutes. It felt like we nailed it.

The big day arrived. I was so nervous. We didn’t sleep the night before and prepared the things we needed for the meeting. Ten minutes before the meeting had started, I went to take a piss, so I wouldn’t have to walk out during the meeting. I washed my hands and walked into the conference room. It was fucking freezing in there. Apparently, the CEO liked it cold. We sat there, me and my boss, waiting for him. Pressure started building in my bladder. The CEO had arrived with his entourage, sitting on the other side of the table in front of us. It was so cold, cold makes me want to pee so bad. The CEO started talking about the company’s goals for the year and about why he wanted my boss to analyze the data for him. My boss nodded and agreed, saying we were happy to contribute to the company’s success. I had to pee but I hoped we’ll start in a minute or two, so I sat there. My boss got up and started to explain to the CEO using a PowerPoint presentation how we collected the data. My job was to talk right after and explain the conclusions. I squeezed my legs together, I couldn’t stand the thought I’ll need to talk for ten minutes standing up. It was my turn in a few seconds, I couldn’t get out. My boss said my name and I got up, barely walking. He saw my face and figured something was wrong. I presented myself and started talking and explaining what the data meant. In the heat of the subject, I forgot about my bladder and killed it. I saw a smile over the CEO’s face and over my boss’s. It all clicked. I was done in ten minutes and the CEO clapped in content, his entourage followed. He walked up to me, shook my hand, and wrapped his other arm around me.

“You did a great job” he said and jokingly punched my stomach.

I flinched and took a step back. In a single moment, my bladder had a sharp pain and was released right there in the conference room while the CEO was holding me. A dark wet spot started to appear on my jeans, growing larger and larger, down my legs, to my shoes and the floor. I tried to stop the flow but I just couldn’t. The CEO’s entrouge went silent while one of them laughed loudly for a second. The CEO took a step back, looked down then up, and said -

“I knew I make people nervous, but you didn’t have to be that nervous son”

My face turned all red while I was looking down. I never felt so embarrassed.

My boss looked at me, shaking his head, and said quietly to himself -

“I told him he needed a diaper”