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@diaperdancer88
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Well tie me down in a 3-layer diaper and lock me in chastity, I just hit 10,000 followers! To celebrate, here's 7 minutes of me being fussy and frustrated while held captive in the crib for you viewing enjoyment. (p.s. apologies for all the double-chin moments, that pacifier gag was on nice and tight.)
This is from Diaperboy, an AI-generated digital popstar, singing fun songs his creator wrote for the #ABDL community. He loves to play and make new friends. He hopes his music brings a smile to your face and feels relatable to you!
DIAPER TRAINING, over the time 🕰️
⏳ 24 HOURS IN DIAPERS
psychological evolution : The excitement of novelty dominates. Your brain releases dopamine, which reinforces the initial motivation. But you may experience physical discomfort from constant wear.
evolution of acceptance : You're still in the testing phase. Acceptance will depend on your ability to stay in your diaper without reflexively removing it.
strategy to implement :
Staying in diaper NON-STOP, without giving yourself the chance to remove it
Wear clothes that hide the diaper well (to avoid social anxiety)
Exercices :
Doing everyday tasks in a diaper to normalize the feeling (cooking, working, going out)
Look in the mirror and say to yourself: "I wear diapers, and that's normal, and it suits me fine."
Definitely sleep in diapers and get used to it.
⏳ 1 WEEK IN DIAPERS
psychological evolution : Your brain begins to associate diapers with your daily life. However, moments of doubt may arise. Social embarrassment can be intense.
evolution of acceptance : you still feel the urge to take it off and give it all up. But the diaper is becoming more and more natural !
strategy to implement :
systematize the wearing of diapers, put one on without thinking.
accept the sensations and focus on the benefits (safety, calm, excitement)
Exercices :
Wear a diaper under your clothes every time you go out in public to test your comfort.
Start training yourself to forget that you are wearing a diaper by focusing on something else.
Think about your diaper needs so you can try out several diapers and choose the one that suits you best (it's really important to have a diaper that you feel comfortable in).
⏳ 1 MONTH IN DIAPERS
Psychological evolution : Your brain adapts. Diapering becomes more natural, but there may be relapses or you may feel like giving up.
evolution of acceptance : shame decreases, but there may still be internal conflict over the social aspect.
Strategy to implent :
Normalize diapers in all situations (work, at friends' houses, at concerts (if you're a musician like me), when traveling, etc.)
Associating wearing a diaper with something positive
Realize that you are capable and that it's just a matter of habit
Exercises :
Stay in diapers even in uncomfortable situations (family meals, concerts, with loved ones, everywhere in fact)
Write down the benefits you get from your practice and when in doubt, connect what you have written.
⏳ 3 MONTHS IN DIAPERS
Psychological evolution : Diapers are part of your daily life, and the habit is ingrained. There are still adjustments to be made for social management.
Evolution of acceptance : you accept it more and more, but some social situations can still be delicate.
Strategy to implent :
Reduce the importance you give to the opinions of others.
Be prepared to respond if there is a comment.
Exercices :
Go on long outings (like hikes) without thinking about your diaper.
Wear a diaper more visibly with close friends, to see their reactions... If he asks you questions, just say you need one...
⏳ 6 MONTHS IN DIAPERS
psychological evolution : you hardly think about your diaper anymore.
evolution of acceptance : you feel from me within me the need to justify yourself internally.
Strategy to implent :
Plan long-term change routines
Prepare to make your final commitment.
Exercices :
If possible, go on a trip far from home in a diaper.
Write out a contract by hand and sign it, stating why you want to make wearing diapers mandatory from now on and that you are definitely committed to this.
Get rid of your old underwear, you won't need it anymore.
⏳ 1 YEAR IN DIAPERS
Psychological evolution : the diaper has become your reality. Psychological relapses are rare.
Evolution of acceptance : you no longer feel the need to ask yourself questions and you largely accept that diapers are your new reality permanently forever.
Strategy to implent :
You can change your wardrobe to optimize comfort and discretion!
Exercices :
Observe your evolution from the beginning and be proud of you
Test new situations to see if you are still comfortable
Learn to fully appreciate this habit
⏳ 5 YEARS IN DIAPERS
Psychological evolution : wearing diapers has become an automatic reflex. Your brain no longer has any resistance.You don't remember what it's like to not be in a diaper.
The evolution of acceptance : it's totally integrated into your identity.
Diaper training is easy, you just have to never stop to succeed... it's within everyone's reach! This path can easily be yours!
Cuddlz bondage onesie
Come snoof this diaper
Sorry Kiddo- I'll Change You Properly When We Get Home 🧷🍼 Pampers LittleForBig Astro Babies & LittleForBig ABDry
"Aww, hi there, lil' lamb - looks like someone's finally awake. What's the matter, precious? Was this not what you had in mind when you asked if you could come back to my place for a drink? Well, look on the bright side, this is exactly what I had in mind, and the plan went perfectly! Thank you again for dinner last night, but I've decided that you should see other people. Feel free to struggle all you want - that'll help keep all the hopeful Mommies and Daddies watching the live-stream amused while they wait for the auction to begin!"
Artist: Loulouvz
Ball gags aren’t really to keep faggots quiet….a hand and/or a threat of violence can solve that type of problem. No, a ball gag induces slobber…so while a faggot is already in the process of being emasculated with a Man’s dick in its ass, rather than protesting, it is drooling on itself like a subhuman invalid. The whole experience becomes an exercise in degradation.
1 like = 1 day in diapers
1 comment = 3 days in diapers
1 reblog = 1 week in diapers
The Vote goes for 30 days. The day after I will start wearing Pampers 24/7 with No toilet Breaks.
Trust me, I will be spending every single of those days in diapers and send you Updates...each one who voted can also send me requests for diaper checks.
A week for you
I finally got to visit Daddy this month and we had lots and lots of fun together! On our last day together he diapered me up in the biggest diaper EVER and even let me make humpy stickies in it! Thank you Daddy!! You’re the best 🙈❤️
~🍼🐻💛~
😻 so nice, smooth beautifull boy, beautifull shiny soft diaper. It looks like an vintage Attends with micropore plastic inner liner. Am I right?
@strikslipjongen Thank you so much!! 🥰
I don't have the actual packaging for them, so I can't confirm. But I think you may be right! Another eagle eyed follower said they were vintage attends, and the liner is certainly plastic!
Zach slowly began waking up. His head was pounding with a dull pain as he tried to remember where he was. He was a plumber for his father’s company, and the last thing he could recall he was on a call at an older gentleman’s home out in the mountainous back country. He was finishing up a job, bent over his bag looking for the proper wrench to fix a leaky pipe. Then everything just kind of went blank until now.
His eyes squinted as his head moved around trying to examine his situation. He was laying belly down on a comfortable mattress with a plush blanket underneath him. He was surrounded by white metal bars, almost like a cage but without a top. There was a weird box in front of him, with what looked like a camera and speaker. He felt a cold metal ring around his neck that wouldn’t budge. He looked over his shoulder, and noticed all of his clothes were gone. The boxers he wore when he left home this morning were nowhere to be seen. As he shifted his weight, he heard a strange noise like plastic crinkling. Was that a diaper wrapped around his butt?!
Just then, Zach heard a deadbolt unlock and a man swing open the door and enter. Zach recognized him as the man who led him into his kitchen to work on the leaky pipe. He was a tall, burly man without a shirt on, just wearing some tight jeans and some slippers. He had a thick carpet of mostly white hair on his chest that matched his neatly trimmed beard. For being in his mid 50s, he appeared to be in excellent shape with well defined muscles. He walked up to the side of the cage grinning. “Well good morning, boy. You’ve been sleeping a long time, haven’t you?”
Still somewhat groggy and slurring some of his words, Zach angrily asks “Who the fuck are you? Let me out of here man, or I’m gonna call the cops you pervert. Where the fuck are my clothes?” As Zach went on, the man pulled out a remote, pointed it at him, and pushed a red button. “You better answer me old man or I will beat the shit out of yoOOOWWWW!” Zach was cut off as a surge of electric coursed from the metal ring around his neck. “Quiet boy! You will speak when answering a question or acknowledging a command. Do you understand, boy?” he sternly asked with a serious look on his face. Zach looked up and wanted to keep screaming, but forced him self to say “yeah.” The man smirked and pushed the button again, causing Zach to yelp. “You shall address me as Daddy everytime you speak to me. Do you understand, boy?” Zach was filled with anger and fear, but managed to squeak out “yes, daddy.”
“That’s a good boy. You probably have a million questions. Now let me explain why you are here in a crib padded up nice and tight in a diaper.” He reached over the sided and patted Zach’s ass as he tried his best to recoil. “But if you interrupt me, or talk out of place, I will zap you boy. This is meant as a tool to train you to be a good boy. You see, your father owns the plumbing company who recieved the contract to help build my compound out here in the mountains to retire. After a long career working hard in the pharmaceutical company, I deserved a nice quite place to enjoy myself and my many unique hobbies. But your father overcharged me, extended the construction time by months, and used substandard materials that started to cause me headaches shortly after I moved in. I don’t appreciate that kind of dishonesty, boy. I watched you work under my sink and knew he instilled that dishonesty and poor work effort in you, too. So with some help from some contacts at my company’s R&D division, I’m gonna make things right. You are lucky boy. I’m gonna adopt you as my boy, and raise you right. But we have to start from the very beginning. So I knocked you out with a special cocktail I made myself, and brought you down here to start the training.”
“YOU ARE A PSYCHO MAN! LET ME OUT OF HE-OOOOOWWW” Zach started yelling, but was cut off from the painful buzz of the collar. He was fully awake now and realizing the gravity of his situation. “Boy, I got a full charge in there and can go all day. Sit still and behave!” Still defiant, Zach pleaded, “I’ll give you anything you want…daddy. Money. Sex. I’ll suck your cock. Please just let me go!” The man chuckled and replied, “Oh, I know you will boy. Don’t get ahead of yourself though boy. You still need to go through potty training first.”
“I know how to go to the bathroom,” Zach quickly chides. He jumps again as the man presses the button, tears now streaming down his face. Zach also notice a warm sensation enveloping his balls and spreading across his diaper. He had pissed himself from the electric shock. His face turned beet red as he sat there sobbing in a giant crib. He really did feel like a baby again.
“Don’t forget to say Daddy, boy. And that’s not what it looks like from here with your soggy diaper, boy. Just accept that you are my boy now and this will be much easier on you. You may even learn to love this,” he said staring down at the former shell of a manly plumber, now his diaper clad toy. “Come on, boy. Let me change you and feed you. You must be starving. Just reach your hands up if you submit to being my boy.”
Zach sat up facing the strong man towering over him. Tears were drying on his checks as he felt the squishy diaper wrapped around him snuggly as he put up his hands on the bars. He thought to himself that he didn’t really have a choice. So he might as well try to have fun with this. With a reluctant look in his eyes, he reached both his hands up. As if to simultaneously surrender and embrace his new daddy.
“That’s a good boy,” he warmly said, then fished out a strange looking item. The man reached down and picked up the man, carrying him to a reinforced changing table mounted to the walls. He laid Zach down gently, removed his soaked diaper, sprinkled him with flowery baby powder, then wrapped him up in a fresh, clean diaper with surprising speed. Then he popped in a large bottle with a plastic nipple. “Good boy. Drink it all down. That’s it. Such a good boy.” Little did Zach know the vanilla nutrition shake he was sucking out of a giant bottle was laced with a compound that would make controlling his bladder almost impossible, as well as some viagara to keep him erect in his diaper for hours.
As he was being fed, Zach looked around the room from the corner of his eyes. Plush toys and baby toys everywhere. He finished the bottle up, and the man pulled something from a nearby toy drawer. It was a pacifier, with a small dildo on one side instead of a plastic nipple. Before he could protest and receive another shock, it was slid into his mouth. The man then pulled the boy against his firm chest, and carried him back to the giant crib, before laying him down gently. He was already tired from the ordeal and just wanted to sleep. Maybe this was just a dream. He crawled under the blanket and closed his eyes. As he faded off to sleep, his new daddy walked to the door and whispered “good night my boy,” and switched off the lights before closing and locking the door from the outside. His cock slowly grew, straining against his diaper. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.