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I can be a big girl! I just... realllyyy.... need to... gotothepotty 😫
Ready for our mall date?
Good thing I am wearing protection 🤭 or else there would've been a bigger mess to clean up
Back to school! 🍎 I can't believe I'm still in diapers...maybe I'll be ready for pull ups next year 😔 Hopefully Teacher doesn't mind having a diaper girl in his class
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Don't worry too much about it, it's becoming more and more common theses days. Lot's of girls just don't get proper potty training with their parent's busy schedules. As a college professor last year I had 5 girls in my class who were still in diapers. In order to save time I had to set up a changing table next to my desk at the front of the class. As the students were working on their classwork I would go around and do diaper checks on them. The wet ones were escorted to the front of the class, laid down on the table, cleaned up and changed. At first the other students thought it was funny and giggled watching them get changed in front of them, but they soon got used to it. You are one step ahead wearing a skirt, making diaper checks and changes much easier!
You’re such a naughty little baby, but we can take care of that
Lots of little babies that want/need their adulthood taken away need a lot of care and security. A lot of them are easily vulnerable and fearful to the point where they might have spikes of anxiety that can push them out of their comfort… whether it is due to realizing that they are losing more and more of their control and abilities or that they are thinking way too far ahead of their own good for what might come next.
The first thing needed is to make sure that they get touched and smothered a lot. Caressing, cuddles, hugs, cradling, tickles, kisses, rubs… whatever is needed to make sure that she isn’t alone and that she knows that someone is there for her, to make sure that there is someone there to give her as much warmth and care. It especially helps when it continues during feedings, changes, playing, and tucking them in for naptime. Constant touching and insurance for little ones to know that someone is there to make them feel extra special, whilst also causing whatever icky feelings they have to be replaced with ones that cause them to giggle and smile a lot. Anything that smothers them to the point where their head feels fuzzy and soft, making them nearly sleepy all the time is the best outcome for your little one.
That and means to make sure that they don’t hurt themselves is the best course of action. Don’t want them to run around or go to places she isn’t? Baby bouncers, baby walkers, and an assortment of lock-in contraptions for the little one to be secure in whilst they watch teletubbies, peppa the pig, and an assortment of shows meant for newborns to toddlers. Locking mittens and/or locking plastic panties to make sure that they have very little grasp of what adults can do and also can’t take off their much needed panties. Straps for changing tables and high chairs are needed for little ones that need to loosen their adult ‘responsibilities and capabilities’ from their mind until they become completely relaxed and docile, until the only fussy element that remains is a little baby that just wants to play more and more. Whatever means to make sure that they are safe and know that they are completely dependent and needing of someone to care for them as their adult independence is chipped away over and over until such things of ‘independence’ are gone.
Making sure that your baby is safe and happy is the best step of making sure that your little one is safe and happy in her new infantile life permanently. Might take patience, but the reward of a little baby that squeals and drools over herself as you walk towards her with her baba or toys is a reward for both caretaker and baby alike.
things that are impossible for me:
- answering asks without typing a paragraph
- not having bruises on my legs in pictures
- staying dry
- being a big girl (see bullet point #3)
- sleeping without a stuffie
- not being cute (see bullet points #3-5)
Rebbeca glanced down at her diapered crotch. It was growing warm and she could feel the wetness pooling beneath her bottom. She had been wearing diapers long enough now that she no longer felt a pang of anxiety that her thirsty padding might leak onto the furniture or carpet.
At first the diapered girl sat pensively, unable to stop her diaper from growing wetter and wetter. She was a little shocked at her accident, the Disney movie she was no longer paying attention to continued to flash bright colours on the TV. It seemed like a mundane setting, sitting on the sheepskin rug, watching cartoons was part of Rebecca’s usual juvenile routine but the key difference was that she normally felt the urge to go before she wet or messed her diaper.
This was a milestone of sorts, the first sign of incontinence and diaper dependence in her months of diaper training.
Rebecca climbed to her feet, her diaper crinkling and saggy between her legs. The sensation always made her feel like such a toddler.
“Da-Deee!?” She hollered as she padded barefooted through the flat in search of ‘Daddy’. She anticipated there might be a reward once she showed him she had helplessly wet her diaper like a good girl.
Yay! I just saw that this caption hit 1k notes.
It’s a very early one that I’m proud of. Although, at the time of writing it I wouldn’t have guessed I’d be sitting now in my own wet diaper, on my own way to being unpotty trained 🙈🤭
Types of Diaper Changes
Not all diaper changes are the same! There’s usually some tell-tale signs of what kind of change you’re about to get from your caregiver, so let’s take a moment to review the various changes so you can be better prepared next time your on your back getting ready for your caregiver deal with your accident!
The Usual:
This is your standard change. It probably starts with your caregiver catching a whif of the stinky in the seat of your pants, or noticing a little too much sag in your crotch for comfort. They check you, and let you know what’s about to happen next! You’re getting a diaper change! But that’s okay, you just lay back on the ground and let them change you on the towel they put down on the floor. There’s everything you could ask for: baby powder, a sing-songy voice, and some tender-love-and-care for your messy bottom.
The Quickie:
It’s 4:00 pm and the movie that you’re going to starts at 4:30, and your diaper isn’t going to make it through that double feature. You need a change and you need it quickly. There’s no time for being cute about it because your caregiver has already picked you up and before you know it you’re half naked on the changing table, but only for a few moments for a quick wipe and maybe a dash of powder before your back in a dry diaper. Simple, and you’re back on your feet in no time to get on with your day, because just because you’re little doesn’t mean your day isn’t big.
The Toxic Waste Dump
It’s bad. It’s really REALLY bad, like a major emergency call in daddy/mommy, the maid and maybe the bomb squad bad because you just leaked, or had a blowout, or both. You can’t do anything but whimper because you know it’s bad, but your caregiver has already brought out the towel to deal with the mess. You think maybe you’ll just need to be wiped down, but they’ve already taken you to the tub for an emergency bath. They scrub you down lovingly, but you can tell they’re a bit peturbed at how messy you turned out to be. After being dried off, you lay naked on the changing table as your caregiver meticulously reapplies your padding, making it extra tight powdering you up real good to prevent a follow up attack.
The Trojan Change:
Let’s admit it, you’ve been a bit of a brat today. You’ve been fidgety, sassy, pouty, squirmy, mischievous and an overall nuisance all day, and it seems like you might get away with it. But when you think you’re home free on the changing table, your caregiver starts giving you a stern talking to about your behavior. Before they remove your pants they put your wrists in the restraints and the strap across your tummy, nothing super unusual but as they take off your diaper they say “I think we need to take some time to make sure you learn a lesson.” Gasp, they’ve tricked you! Suddenly, you can’t move and the swats start hurting your bottom as they chastise you for being such a bratty baby today. You anxiously await their soft hands rubbing powder on your sore bottom, but you’re in for a world of pain now. Maybe next time you’ll think twice before getting mouthy when your caregiver has clear access to your behind.
The Checkup:
You wake up in your crib feeling dreadful. Your nose is sniffly, your throat is scratchy and your body is achy, you know you have the sickies. As mommy/daddy wakes you up, they see right away that you don’t just need a clean diaper, you need a thorough examination. After wiping down your diaper area with a warm baby wipe, They lay you down and undress you completely, feeling every part of your body to see what’s wrong. They poke and prod away until they decide they should take your temperature. You open your mouth ready for the thermometer, but they pull out a jar of Vaseline. Uh oh, this ones going in your bum. It’s embarrassing and you squirm as they lubricate your bottom for the thermometer, but they hush you through your protests as they gently insert the glass rod in your tight little hole. Holding your legs in the air with one hand and keeping their other hand on your chest, they calm you down through the invasive check, only to find out that you have a fever! No use getting you ready for the day because you’re gonna be back in bed after breakfast, so they put an extra thick diaper on you and put a dap of baby vaporub on your chest before putting your pajamas back on, and escorting you back to the crib for a long day of rest.
The Sneaky Stinky
It’s been a couple days since you pooped and you know it, but for some reason it just isn’t coming out. You’re caregiver knows it just as well seeing that you’ve had plenty of wet diapers but no stinkies for a while. They have just the trick though, as after a couple days of waiting they decide it’s time to get you to make a pushie whether you want to or not. They lay you down on the changing table, but they turn you on your tummy. You try to squirm away but they’ve already strapped down your chest, and they make sure to get your arms and legs into the cuffs quickly. Then, they pull down your pants and push your diaper down to your thighs. Don’t try and struggle, you are in prime spanking position as they prepare a concoction of constupation catalysts. Maybe they’re nice and they give you a couple of suppositories, which work slowly to draw out the stinkies, or maybe they take an enema and slide the tip up your bottom, squeezing a warm but uncomfortable fluid into your tummy that will work quickly but be super yucky. Either way, once they pull your diaper back up and over your butt, leaving you restrained on your stomach at the mercy of your bowels, you know poopies are coming, it’s just a matter of when, and how smelly.
The Wet Wonder
You’ve been so good today! You did all your chores, ate well and played so nicely today! So why is mommy/daddy strapping you down to the changing table? It isn’t a punishment, it’s a reward! They’re going to let you have an orgasm in your diapies! Maybe they bring out the magic wand and hold it against your soggy diaper as you grind against it, or maybe they take some Vaseline and help you cum by giving you a hand job inside your diaper. The only rules are that you don’t get to touch, and that you must make your stickies in your diaper. Baby’s don’t get to touch themselves, but that doesn’t apply to caregivers as they bring you to climax. By the time their done, you’re a quivering mess as they wipe you down and get you back into a clean diaper. It’s a good thing they’re here to help you make and clean up your messes!
What’s your favorite way to get your diaper changed?
Uh oh... >.<
i wish some of you lived down the street so i could go to your house and bother you in person every single day
What got you into wearing diapers
I’m one of those people who was just always interested in abdl stuff and omo before I even knew what either of those was. I never could figure out why I like dips, I just do 🤷♀️
Dressing up so you know I'm ready to be bred 🥰 then when you're done, you can put back my pull ups to catch your cummies dribbling out of me as a reminder of how good of a cum dumpster I am for you 😌
GOD now I'm thinking about drooling around a gag and mommy putting a bib on me while playfully scolding me for making such a mess
Good babies wear protection all of the time because we can't trust them to stop n know when to go potty
The hitchiker awkwardly got out of your car. He turned around and thank you, but he couldn’t look you in the eye.
You had picked him up a few states back. He was wandering, trying to see the country he said. You offered him a bottle of water which he quickly accepted. He asked about the large booster seat in the back, expecting you to talk about kids, but you didn’t have any. You gave him another water. He asked about the pacifier hanging from the rearview, but you just told him it was to help calm down. You gave him another water. The guy was obviously a little confused, but he tried to stay positive, saying your car smelled great. You explained it was the talcum powder, and of course gave him another water bottle. After a few miles of small talk he asked if you could pull over so he could take a piss. You said of course, soon. You passed more than a few gas stations and rest stops and listened to his desperation build in his voice as he asked again and again for you to stop. You found a long stretch or rural road and finally pulled to the shoulder and unlocked his door.
You popped the trunk as he headed toward a tree, but you quickly called him back over. He held his crotch in desperation as he asked you what you wanted. You pulled out an impossibly thick and patterned adult diaper. He looked confused and asked the obligitory “is that a diaper?”. That’s when you explained things. You’d go as far as he needed and you’d pay for everything, but riding in the car you didn’t want him to have any “accidents”. Of course he shook his head and said no. But it was getting dark and you were in the middle of nowhere. You asked again but he still fervently shook his head. You put your hand on his shoulder and said you understood, but you were going to offer one more time. By now he couldn’t take it and the piss dribbled down his pants until it was a full stream.
The hitchhikers pants were soaked. You lead him to the hood of your car and stripped off his jeans and boxers. He was softly crying as you diapered him. He tried to get back into the passenger seat but you corrected him and told him “diaper boys sit in the baby seat”. You bought him one pair of jeans but of course you kept him diapered. For five days you took him to different states and slept in different motels. For five days you changed his diapers. Finally he reached his destination and you let him out. You patted his soggy butt and gave him a diaper “for the raod”. He looked embarassed but took it, then waddled away.
A few miles down the road you saw another young man. He explained he was trying to get to a town a few states away…
REBLOG IF YOU WORE DIAPER A WORK
I were them all the time:)