How To Baby

All the posts that make me feel Little! 30 going on 3, 18+ only please! First DM should include your favorite candy!

[draconicmorti]

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I think it is about time I wrote up something here to give you an introduction to me. As well I will be adding things to do in here to help me see how many people actually read this. So I hope this helps you all get to know me better, and hopefully get to know you all a bit better too!

Let’s start with big Morti for a moment, 31 year old who is a nerd about most anything. Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Ranger’s Apprentice, The Alchemist, Magyk, Lord of the Rings, you name it I probably have read it. As well I play many games from Magic: the Gathering to Minecraft, Splatoon to Star Realms, and both Card and Video games of Pokémon. If you read this sentence and dm me a pun then you earn a star. I also have watched many fun shows like Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., The Last Airbender and Legend of Korra series, and the Owl House. Honestly if it is considered even slightly nerdy I could talk about it for hours.

Now some things that are true regardless of if I am big or little: Dragons. I love Dragons. Always have always will. If you want to get in my good graces or apologize for something … adding a dragon always helps! Next is no matter what mode I’m in, Disney is always a plus, whether it be Wreck-it Ralph, Toy Story, or Coco, I love it all. I will never turn down watching a Disney movie. If you read this sentence and dm me your favorite movie you will earn a star. Finally let’s move to theme parks, I absolutely love theme parks, from the big names like Disney and Universal to the local ones like Lagoon. I love them all, take me to one when big or small and you will always catch me smiling.

Now the part about who I aspire to be: Little Morti. When little I regress to around the mindset of 0-3. I can toddle around and be very talkative, or crawl and be shy at talking … if I can at all. Diapers are a must for me to get as little as I can. It’s partially how they feel and smell, but mostly the sensation of I am safe while in them. If you read this and dm me your favorite color then you will earn a star. I love dressing cute, and letting my friends/host even choose what I wear. Giving away responsibilities or having someone CG voice me into helping them do a chore helps me feel not only helpless but looked after. I love playing with Play-Doh, small toys, coloring, or even video games while little.

Finally what I am looking for here, I am looking for either a Mommy/Dom or a Couple looking to find a little in their life. I consider myself Heteroflexible as I am of the opinion that all external genitalia is gross, and sometimes even my own but we will get into that gender dysphoria later! If you read this and tell me your favorite constellation you will earn a star. I want to find a caring dynamic that allows me to be as little as I can and help me discover what other kinks I have besides Ageplay. I would also love a relationship with another little where we can enable each other to be as tiny as can be. I know I have a lot to learn in the kink community and want to learn what I can and cannot stand.

Thank you for reading this to learn a bit more about me, I hope this was as fun for you to read as it was for me to write. My DM’s are open, but please respect me in them. I would love to hear from you all and learn more about the community around me!

[diapereddoe]

So how wet did the little piggy get her diaper while real women were out at the clubs?

I was a soggy girl on Friday. I didn’t even watch movies. Just edged myself silly in my diapers 🤤

[ameliemommy]

The phone had buzzed three times that afternoon. Three messages, three invitations, three chances to be normal. But she’d swiped them all away with a smirk. Of course she wasn’t going. What kind of woman would trade a night out for the chance to rot in a soggy diaper like a overgrown toddler?

The first invite had been from her old college friends: Drinks at 9, club after. She could already picture them glossy lips, tight dresses, the kind of confidence that came from knowing you were wanted. But she? She’d rather be home, her thighs already damp from the first few sips of water, her diaper crinkling like a trash bag every time she shifted.

The second had been from her coworker, the one who always smelled like perfume and ambition. Exclusive rooftop party, dress to impress. As if she could impress anyone. The only thing she was impressive at was soaking through a diaper in record time.

And the third? The third had been the worst. Her cousin, the one who still looked at her with pity, like she was a project that had gone horribly wrong. Family thing, just a few people. But she wasn’t family. She was a disgrace. A grown woman who’d rather spend her Friday night stuffed with a vibrator and a mouthful of water than face the world like an adult.

So here she was. Alone. Pathetic. A joke of a person.

The diaper was already thick between her legs, the plastic backing cool against her skin as she pulled it up, taping it snug. She could feel the bulk of it, the way it made her waddle like a duck when she walked to the kitchen for another glass of water. Chug, chug, chug. Her bladder ached almost immediately, the pressure building like a taunt. She could’ve been dancing right now. She could’ve been laughing. She could’ve been wanted.

But no. She was here. A little filthy piggy who’d chosen this.

The vibrator was next. She didn’t even hesitate as she pressed it inside, the silicone slick with lube, the base snug against her entrance. The moment she turned it on, the buzz sent a jolt through her, her hips jerking up off the couch. Pathetic. She was already dripping, the diaper swelling with every little leak, the crinkle growing wetter, louder, more humiliating with every passing second.

She spread her legs wider, her fingers digging into the soaked padding, feeling the way it squelched under her touch. The vibrator thrummed against her walls, and she bit her lip, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Real women were out there, living their lives, being seen. And here she was, a useless little mess, her diaper sagging with the weight of her own shame.

“Look at you,” she muttered to herself, her voice thick with self-loathing. “A grown woman, and you’d rather sit in your own piss like a baby than put on a dress and act like a person.”

She drank more. The water sloshed in her stomach, the pressure in her bladder turning from a dull ache to a desperate need. The diaper was a swamp now, the wetness seeping into every crevice, the plastic clinging to her skin. She could smell it, the musky, warm scent of her own pee. The vibrator kept up its cruel rhythm, and she rocked against it, her hips rolling in tiny, needy circles, her breath hitching every time she got so close...

Only to pull back.

Because she didn’t deserve to come.

She was a disgrace. A waste. A little piggy who’d chosen this over everything.

And the worst part?

She loved it.

[diapereddoe]

Well aren’t I just a flustered mess over here 🥵

[elvirahancuck]

I have two ovulation moods:

1. I’m a goddess and I want everyone to worship me

2. I’m a pathetic baby who belongs in diapers

[cookie-goodboy]

You sat and coloured idly in your baby bondage gear:

🔒 Mittens

🔒 Baby Booties

🔒 Harness

🔒 Diaper Cover

🔒 Pacifier Gag

All secured with magnetic locks.

The grownups talked:

"Do they need to be locked up like that"

"Not really, they just like it, Don't you baby ...?"

You nodded.

"Do you want to be let out?"

You shook your head. "See, they just like it better this way"

Of course, it was true. You wouldn't take your diapers off or talk, or walk, even if you could. You even picked all the gear out for them to put on you. But you kept asking them to secure you in all your locks anyways... just for fun.

[padded-piss-pup]

Oh to be forcibly age regressed...

Someone please tape me into a thick fluffy diaper and treat me like I'm dumb 🥴 please talk down to me and tell me I'm too little for words and pop a pacifier in my mouth 🫣 don't let me walk around, make me crawl on my hands and knees, and especially don't let me anywhere near the bathroom - after all, only big kids use the potty, and big kids don't use their diapers!

[diaperedpuppy-kit]

you're being potty trained. would you rather be praised for making it to the training potty in time, or scolded for having an accident before you could get your pants down?

...do I need to be potty trained thooouuggghh 😮‍💨

Hehe~

I'd like to be scolded...but in like, a teasing way! Like "you couldn't hold it? Wow, you really are so pathetic, most people can hold it for longer, you must really be just a dumb little baby"...

Or you know, something like that >///<

[winged-void]

The problem is I always want to dm my mutuals some shit like "I consider you an ally to my cause"

[frigidvalkyrie]

Reblog to tell your mutuals "I consider you an ally to my cause"

[ittybittylizzie]

Friends who force you to wear diapers at her house Friend who meet you at the door with a changing mat tucked under her arm Friend who makes sure you drink lots of liquids Friend who tucks you in after you fall asleep

[ittybittylizzie]

I have now been told by two friends (aka 100% of my little friends), that if I ever set foot in their homes they'll do this to me

[pacifiedfamiliar]

Thinking very strongly about being frustratingly denied adult pleasures, Mommy taking me out to show me off to the girl I've been crushing on and ending up getting her number for babysitting,,, I end up the baby while she goes off and has fun adult times, cartoons on and toys in my playroom while the baby monitor plays out them making love, if I can manage beyond the humiliation, finding the nearest plushie to "Make love" to myself,,,, Gosh,,, Yeah, no reason for these thoughts at all 🥴

[discordiaazaezal]

Oh you sweet little girl, what could possibly have you so worked up and thinking such thoughts? You really are precious. 😘

[puppyplushiepadding]

theres something thats so mind numbing about removal of privacy as an ageplay thing.

the idea of being so little, embarrassing, and gross all at the same time and you dont even get to hide it at all drives me wild I swear

just imagine, locked up in diapers, so pent up and desperately needing a release, but you're on the floor in front of mommy and big sis. you need to have an eye kept on you, cuz ur so small— but you also feel so needy that you can't control your impulses anymore

so you simply begin to rut in your diapers, maybe humping a beloved plushie. huffing and whimpering as the shame burns into your cheeks. youre not allowed to take your diapers off, because you are too little. you are not allowed to hide, because you are too little. your mommy and big sis will witness your humiliation and discipline you accordingly. after all, you are still just a little girl~

[twilightts-deactivated20251227]

[sweetpea-thebaby]

Want

[draconicmorti]

Need

[foxx-official]

reblog this to make the person you reblogged it from have an empty brain and a full diaper

[discordiaazaezal]

it needs to lock a girl into diapers and then feed her a bottle that she doesn't know is full of laxatives. She'd look so fucking cute squirming on its lap as she finally starts to realize that her body is going to do this with or without her input. Begging to be allowed to go deal with it properly but it would simply never let go. Squirm for it, little one. Squirm for Mommy. 😵‍💫

[balljointed-succubus]

putting you in a diaper and declaring that for the night, the safeword will be literally any word. if you want this to continue, you will babble or you won't speak at all. i expect an excited, "abah!" in response :3

[nisha-xx]

One of my biggest fantasies is to have someone force me to pee myself then use that as a reason to punish me.

I want them to lock my belt over my jeans. Making sure there is absolutely no way I could possibly pull them down. Feed me too many drinks and be mean to me about how much I’m squirming. Be so condescending about it. “Baby, why are you wiggling so much? Oh you have to pee? Someone your age should be able to hold it. Now sit still.”

I’ll hold on as long as possible before I have a genuine accident. My body will make the decision for me, even if I was still trying to be good and hold. I want them to laugh in my face. Let me know that “if I want to act like a baby, they will treat me like one.”

Force me into a diaper as I cry and protest that it’s not fair. That they caused me to have an accident. Make me finally admit to it in the most embarrassing way possible that I chose to pee myself because I like it. Make me wear the diaper for the rest of the day, constantly feeding me water still and mocking me. My bladder would already be so weak from my earlier accident that I would have another one in my diaper. Make fun of me for that and use it as proof that I really am just a stupid slut who needs someone to control her. Make me admit that I’m your toy and can’t even control when and where I go pee.

[diapydemon]

Caregiver gives u back phone privileges but changes your Face ID so it only opens if you have your paci in

[mads-the-dog]

Eggs sizzle on the skillet in front of me.

The smell of bacon fills the air.

A pile of freshly made blueberry pancakes sit just off to the side, ready to be devoured when you finally get out of bed.

I smile to myself as I hear the patter of your feet behind me. The awkward rhythm of your steps tells almost as much of a story as the tell-tale crinkling that accompanied it.

I don't turn to face you, just leaning back into your touch as you wrap your arms around my waist and bury your face into my back.

"Morning, little one," I coo, turning to see your eyes peeking up at me from under your messy bed head, "Did my baby sleep well?"

You grumble something wordlessly behind your paci, rub your sleepy eyes, and whimper a little, before looking down at the diaper sagging heavily below the hem of the oversized shirt you wore to bed.

I shake my head and chuckle, giving you a peck on the shield of your binkie before speaking.

"Oh, does someone want a change?"

I say through a smile.

You respond with a hopeful look and nod of your head.

I laugh again.

"Oh, sweetie, no changies before breakfast. You know that! Why waist a didi when we both know that your pants will be more full than your tummy by the end of your meal?"

You let out a dissatisfied grunt.

I smack the soggy padding covering your ass.

Who knew an adult could look so adorable dressed like an overgrown toddler?

"Now, go find your seat, sog monster! Breakfast's almost done, and I made your favorite! Pancakes!"

Your eyes light up at that, and you toddle off quickly to the table.

I turn back to the eggs, grinning as I slide them onto our two plates.

Today was going to be a good day.