“But I tried, I tried,” you cried while facing the corner.
“I don’t want to wear diapers anymore!” you pleaded but didn’t dare to turn around.
“I know you tried buddy, but these wet shorts and undies are of your making,” Daddy said in a calm tone.
Today you woke up dry. It was the third night in a row you woke up dry. It’s been months since you and Daddy started to engage in ABDL. At some point, you lose bladder control. Not fully, but you had very little control anymore. You wetted most nights and sometimes had day accidents. In this time you discovered how submissive you can be, and how dominant Daddy can be. You became his dependent boy, and he became your all-mighty Daddy.
It’s not clear if you gave away all your adult privileges, or he took them away.
But you had none.
“But Daddy, please no, I haven’t had an accident in three days,” you begged.
“I knew, and we tried potty training you, but I don’t think you’re ready,” he said.
Lately, you asked Daddy more than a few times to take a break from ABDL. You liked it of course, but you needed a break. You needed your adult clothes, phone, TV shows, friends, boxers briefs. You need to swear. You needed to fight with Daddy. Now when you are “arguing” with him, he calls it a tantrum and manhandles you straight to submission.
“But Daddy, I don’t need a night diaper during the day, please,” the tears kept rolling down your cheeks.
“Those aren’t night diapers my sweet boy, those are your normal diapers from now on. You proved to me you’re not yet ready to be potty trained,” he said as he rose your wet shorts and undies.
After you woke up dry, Daddy put out kiddy underwear for you, saying it’s time for his boy to show Daddy how he grew up to be a big boy. You were so happy that things were going your own way. At some point, Daddy even handed you a cup of orange juice. You were so excited to drink from a cup again, after months of bottle drinking at home. The orange juice had a metallic taste, maybe it was the end of the season you thought, and just drank it all.
An hour later, you wetted yourself in the middle of the living room.
You wanted to be potty trained so badly and Daddy was on your side.
Now you are facing the corner wearing a thick diaper.
“Too bad, not a big boy yet,” Daddy said and smiled.
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@bilbng86 really tried his best.
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