In my place as a woman tonight
I remember when you first posted this. You tried to be a big girl but I knew you were just being fussy. I told you to go make humpies.

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In my place as a woman tonight
I remember when you first posted this. You tried to be a big girl but I knew you were just being fussy. I told you to go make humpies.
Time is flat circle (and other cringe statements)
Tonight I have @your1950smisgynoist cumming in her padding again for the first time in months.
Pregnancy should be your goal as a woman. Nothing will make your brain more happy and at peace then your womb full of your owners sperm as it made contact with what used to be your egg. Keep your mind empty and focus on fulfilling your purpose of getting pregnant.
Quick Selfie
Mommy will change your diaper in a minute sweetie. First she needs to take a quick photo and send a message to Daddy.
Some Mommies and Daddies still let their regressed little ones cum...
They just make sure it's as humiliating as possible.
You can't let them think this is an adult privelege, or that it makes them in any way mature.
All the parenting blogs have suggestions:
🚫 ban them from using adult words to describe it (call it special snuggles, or silly spurts) .
🎶 Make them sing nursery rhymes, or childish songs while they are doing it.
🪫set restrictions on using hands or vibrating toys. Make them learn how to hump.
🫣 have them do it with an audience. Either Mommy/Daddy's friends or their former peers.
🧸 Pick out a special plush for them to make 'special feelings' with.
⭐ Track their 'GooGoos' on their diaper training chart, compare notes with other parents.
👀 make them do it in the living room or in a public place. Ensure that they don't have any privacy.
⏲️ Set time limits, take away sticky time if they go too long.
😵 Make sure their diaper is heavily used before granting them permission. To associate pleasure with full diapers
Any permission you give as a parent to a regressed 'child' should be designed to reinforce their infantalization.
Any 'sexual experience ' they are allowed to have should be as far away from what real adults do as possible.
After all , all the parenting blogs say so....
Back in diapers full time... the proper place where all women belong.
Can't stop thinking about a dom/me creating a new rule for me where they time how long it takes for me to cum and however many seconds it takes is the amount of days I'm not allowed to cum for.
It takes me 3 minutes to cum? Enjoy being denied for the next 180 days (that's almost 6 months). One minute? You can try again after another 60 days.
Over time the denial and my need forces me to cum quicker and quicker each time. Eventually it only takes me a couple seconds before I'm helplessly squirting everywhere.
Training the Little
One vaginal and two anal cummies today. The work continues.
Diaper Training
Nothing more fun than a sub on your floor buzzing her clit to diaper hypno as she squirts into her open M4
It's Fine Puppy
It's fine puppy. No one can tell that you're wearing padding.
Update from Reality
Sometimes you get nothing. Sometimes you get multiple AFAB NB puppygirls who want to throw their cunts on your fist so they can squirt all over your bed.
Get between mommy's legs and clean, slut
Bladder Shy
Dedicated to and starring @shushythedl!
You squirm on the couch as the documentary you picked out continues to play. The soft crinkle of the pull-up taped around your waist joins the soundtrack of the movie.
"What's wrong, baby, do you need to go potty?" I coo softly.
You blush deeply, suddenly recognizing the seated potty dance you were doing on the couch.
"No," you respond softly, trying to tame your wiggles.
The green, plastic training potty is set up just feet away, staring at you.
"Are you sure?" I ask, grabbing the remote and pausing the television, "We wouldn't want you leaking on the couch, now would we?"
I can see fear enter your eyes as you press your hand subtly to your crotch as you stare at your plastic nemesis.
"Couldn't I... Couldn't I just use the normal potty, like an adult?" You chirped out, a hint of frustration in your voice.
I shake my head.
"We talked about this, Shushy. You wet your pants at work yesterday because you refuse to use the public restrooms due to your silly bladder shyness. That is the third accident this week! We have to either break this, or you're wearing diapers to work."
You grimace, knowing I am right. With a resigned sigh, you stand up, walk over to the potty, pull your training pants down, and sit down.
"Good boy," I say patronizingly from the couch, "Now prove to Papa you can potty in front of other people like a big kid."
I can't help but grin as you scrunch up your face in focus, desperately trying to force even a dribble of urine out. However, despite how hard you are obviously trying, your body just won't let you release.
I walk over, help you stand up, and slide your trainers back up your legs. You immediately restart your potty dance.
"Such a good boy for trying. We'll give it a few, and try again, ok?" I ask softly as I help you back to the couch, "But, before then, I'm going to go grab some popcorn."
I step to the kitchen for just a moment before I hear a shocked yelp from the living room.
I walk back in to find you standing there, your pull-up soaked, pee pooling between your legs.
"Oh, Shushy! I foresee diapers in your very near future. Now, come with me. Let's get you cleaned up."
The Appointment
You and your nurse mommy arrived at the clinic a bit early for your appointment. She was asked by the receptionist to take a seat.
After five minutes a very attractive blond doctor wearing short sleeved royal blue medical scrubs collected you in your wheelchair. She introduced herself as Doctor Rachel Shaw. You grinned stupidly in a drugged haze as the suppository in your bottom worked its magic. Doctor Shaw walked in front of you and your mommy. You both could see the doctor’s pantyline swishing just beneath her sheer scrubs as she walked ahead, her white trainers squeaking on the tiled floor.
As a small trickle of urine (or was it precum, you were so denied at this point you couldn’t tell) leaked into your padding as you wondered what color and kind of panties she had on. You felt yourself stiffening inside your chastity cage and tried to think of something else!
Doctor Shaw smiled to herself. She knew exactly the effect she had on some patients and this boy was one of those. She knew he'd now be wondering what type of panties she was wearing and trying to keep his erection under control!. She showed him into a room and asked his caregiver to sit down. She sat beside her charge. Doctor Shaw made sure he caught a glimpse of a Victoria’s Secret logo and as she sat on the rolling examination stool.
“You said you wanted no control! Chastity and throw the key away! No safeword, no debates, no leniency. Spankings! Suppositories! Diapers. You wanted to wear diapers?!?!”
Your cheeks burned with shame. You sucked weakly at the pacifier stuffed in your mouth.
“Six changes per day! Crib, highchair, carseat! You wanted this! You said you would beg for cummies and I should absolutely say no! Well you want to be controlled, I’m taking control and you're not getting out of that cage! If I hear any more whining you'll forfeit a diaper change and we will have you full of sleepy medicine and put to bed at 7pm! Understand me?”
Making your girl wear a remote-controlled vibrator in public used to be a punishment, now you’re all so freaky you treat it like a reward.
Keep us tops in your thoughts, we’re having to adapt to your growing kink list on a yearly weekly basis.
Oh, this is still a punishment...you have to be creative;
Make her order food, turn it on.
When she's at the checkout, turn it on.
When she's trying to get her very important point across, turn it on...then listen to her very important point.
When she seperates from you in a store, turn it on and off rapidly till tou find her.
When she bends over to pick out her favorite drink, turn it on.
When she's walking down a flight of stairs, turn it on.
When she refuses to pick a restaurant to eat in because she's not an indecisive little brat box, but is instead actually overly concerned with your comfort and the cravings you have since you always cook her food at home and this time she wants you to pick (like always) because she feels its only fair as your submissive and your fucktoy and your girlfriend that you and your needs come first or simultaneously with hers like you taught her...,turn it on.
When she's infodumping at/with the server, turn it on.
When she has to pee very bad, and you're escorting her to the toilet so you can both read the graffiti, AND so she doesn't feel so alone in an unfamiliar space because of her autism and OCD you(also an autistic with autism as a special interest) know she has, but she refuses to get diagnosed because she keeps forgetting to tell her doctor if you aren't with her..., turn it on.
When she gets a phone call, turn it on.
When she takes a drink of water, turn it on.
When she
If she's just about to cum, turn it off.
See, creative, right😏?
"there there little one. our special nurse is here to help you. you're going to go through regression surgery. I know you're scared but your pullup is already wet. you need diapers ! nurse is going to give you a special injection with some medicine. soon you'll be asleep, and when you wake up you wont remember a thing about your old life.
your brain is going to become babified. no more memories. no more walking. no more talking too ! and definately no more potty training! we're going to start you over from the beginning. you'll be properly protected. primped and pampered. safe and secure.
dont be scared. you're going to be so much happier like this. it doesnt matter what you want. youre a baby and the grown ups know best. now lie down, it'll be over before you know it"