Jade

[adultbabystories]

“Are you done already?”

“In a minute.”

“We’re gonna be late!”

“We won’t.”

“... fucking grown ass baby.”

“We heard that,” Daddy said and winked at you.

“Good! He’s a grown ass baby! Now please finish getting him ready, and let's go.”

Daddy was just about done getting you ready for your Saturday afternoon nap. He changed you into a nice dry diaper after a long morning in your night one. The night was long as well, hearing Daddy and Tom going at it in the next room. You didn’t sleep right, and you needed your nap.

“Don’t mind him, Tom likes you, he just has his own special way around you,” Daddy said and tapped your pacifier.

Daddy was your former boyfriend. Recently, Tom became his new boyfriend. Tom was a very assertive person, as was Daddy. They both succeeded in convincing you to stay in the relationship, but as their baby-cuck. You were surprised that Daddy told Tom about your fetish, but you wouldn’t dream that you would get yourself into this kind of situation.

But there you were. Getting ready for your nap, as a baby handled by two men. You are being prepared to stay in bed, while they go to a BBQ with your old friends.

“Is he making a fuss? Do I need to come over?”

“No no, he’s cute as a button. I’ll be right out.”

Daddy patted your diaper front a few times, waking up something in there.

“I want you to be a good boy and stay in your bed until we’re back. I got cameras all over the house, and you know Tom will be angry if he sees the baby waddling around. You got all your plushies in bed, and I left a bottle there in case you’re thirsty. Sometimes I look at you, and I see the man you once were, and then I look down when I change you, your lower side on a diaper, powdered, hard, and I understand Tom and I made the right choice for you. You are right where you need to be. You need to be a baby, our baby.

Now lie back and close your eyes. I’ll see you in a few hours.”

Was Daddy right? Did this new situation take place because of them, or because of you?

You were so tired from last night, you couldn’t give those thoughts another second, and you fell asleep. Somewhere a few miles away, Tom had his arm over Daddy’s shoulder, as they both drank beer.

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In @babydou17 house, so many things have changed.

[sugar-ditz-deactivated20251111]

an electric collar that zaps me whenever it detects too much brain activity

accidentally trying to read a long sentence and zap i’m not able to read

pausing to think when i’m asked a question and zap just letting my dumb words spill out

typing up a text and i use a complex word and zap small words are so much cuter anyways

trying to make a decision for myself when zap i should just let someone decide for me

forgetting where i left my phone, trying to remember and zap remembering is just too hard for me

working to solve a simple problem like zap i just need someone smart to help

mid-conversation and every few seconds i feel zap zap zap until all the thoughts are gone and i can only just giggle and nod my head

and then one day, the collar’s taken off of me, but i still can’t think. like i’ve simply forgotten how to. and whenever a thought appears my own brain just zaps it away on its own ~

[dumbditzyginger]

There's a kinda long story on mcstories um that's a lot like this!

The Collar (Sinsub) (mcstories.com)

It was so hot and I don't even uhhh like the petplay stuff!

[sugar-ditz-deactivated20251111]

omg tysm ii just read a little bit of this and it is doing things to me

[adultbabystories]

In time, you found yourself calling your partner “Daddy”. At first, he asked you to do that, because he told you that you sound cute calling him that way. It was weird at first, but it eventually sat in.  One day, you woke up, still sleepy, and called “Daddy” to your daddy who was in the other room. He thought you were so cute, just like a toddler waking up, he promised you both he will buy you a pacifier. He did, and the next night he asked you to suck on it for at least 10 minutes in bed. You felt forced, but you wanted to make “Daddy” happy, so you sucked on it. It took you more than a few nights, but after a week you grow to like your pacifier, not only for bedtimes. You can’t explain it, but one day Daddy woke you up, shaking gently your shoulder. You asked “What’s wrong Daddy?” and then he grabbed your groin. You were wet, really wet. Not only your boxers but the sheets as well. He told you to get up and go get a shower. You just stayed quiet and did as you were told.

The next evening Daddy called you into the bedroom. He stood next to the bed, and a huge white diaper was on it. You tried to say no, you tried to explain it was all some kind of a mistake. You even called him by his real name, what got you a smack on your ass. He told you to say that you are sorry, and you replied “Sorry Daddy”. Daddy got your pacifier and put it in your mouth, shushing you. He told you to lay down on the bed, then he diapered you. It was the most embarrassing moment of your life.

After he was done, he told you to lay on your stomach and raise your ass a little. You were forced to suck on a pacifier, wear a huge diaper, and raise your ass.

Daddy took a few steps back, bit his lower lip, then grabbed his crotch. It was done, from now on, you are his plaything, his boy. A short caption inspired by a photo of the little @diapercucky

[adultbabystories]

You were forced to move into the nursery. You were forced out of the master bedroom. There’s nothing you could’ve say or do. Six months ago, you found another man’s underwear under the bed. Four months ago, you were told you are not satisfying in bed anymore. Two months ago, you had to meet the new man in the house. One month ago, you started to be treated like a boy. Your opinions weren’t important anymore, or what you had to say, so you were silenced with a pacifier. You were so embarrassed and humiliated, you became very moody, and one night you wet the bed. A week ago, the new man of the house decided. You’ll have to wear a diaper, day and night. You’ll have to suck on a pacifier all the time. You’ll have to wear baby clothes. And the most important thing is, You’ll have to sleep in your new nursery, while there will be real adult action in the master bedroom. —————————————— Such a childish and cute picture of @jannii93

[adultbabystories]

Behavior adjustments have to be made. Daddy knows that if he wants a new baby boy, he needs to break down the man you once were.

When he first introduced you to his kink, you thought it was funny, and you went on with it. You thought it was going to be a dress-up, maybe a little role play. You tried role-playing once, it was okay. Right now, you just wanted to make him happy.

He was older, bigger, stronger. He was a manly man, a burly man, a dominant man.

You laid there as he diapered you, and talked to you like you were his baby. In a way, you liked it, but you were sure it was just foreplay. You tried to touch him while he taped you up, and he slapped your hand gently. You tried to touch yourself while he got the baby’s T-shirt over your head, but you got a harder slap. You tried to ask what was going on, but he shushed you with a pacifier and warned you not to speak.

You thought it was fun and all, but the mood was gone for you, you were done. You tried to sit up, but he pushed you back to a laying position. You couldn’t raise yourself, he put too much pressure over your chest.

“Are you going to be a good baby and behave, or do I need to prove who wears the pants in the house, and who wears the diapers?” he said firmly.

Now you were really done. Nobody, even him, was going to speak to you like that. You began to resist harder and tried to say something, but then he forced his hand over your pacifier. With an unknown strength that came from nowhere, he pulled your whole body towards his, flipped you over your stomach, then placed you over his lap. You never got spanked, it was your first time. The humiliation and embarrassment were mixed with the pain he inflicted on your bottom. After only 5 minutes of non-stoping spanking, you found yourself crying over your new daddy’s knees.

Daddy told you to stand, and you did. He hugged you and said all beginnings are difficult, as he pressed the pacifier. Still sobbing, you nodded. He told you to go and stand in the corner until he will decide you’ve learned your lesson.

What could you do? You had to do as you told. He was your new daddy, and you were his new baby.

——————————————- Poor @jannii93 with a sore bottom.

[adultbabystories]

Today you look like a cute baby boy. If someone walked in, he would see a perfect little baby boy, that knows his place around real men. A submissive precious tyke who is happily playing with his new favorite stuffed animal, while he waits for his man to change his wet diaper into a fresh one. 

Definitely a boy, certainly not a man. But it wasn’t always like this.

You gave your regressors a good fight at first. You hated the way they had begun to treat you. Like you are a boy who needed their special treatment. You tried to argue, you tried to yell, you tried to cry. All led to a firm bare bottom spanking. But they knew how to manipulate you, even how to turn you on, getting you to think you wanted to be treated as a boy. At some point, they made you come to the changing mat all by yourself. They used sexual pleasure as a tool, one thing led to the other, and you found yourself sexually excited by the baby treatment. Eventually, you loved it all. The diapers, the toys, the bottle, the pacifier, the clothing. But most of all, the way the treated you, how they teased you. One day, after you’ve been played with all day long, as a baby, and as a toy, they let you hump your diaper and make stickies while they watched a game. After they saw you came, one of them opened the diaper, cleaned you up, and while you were still hazed, he locked you in chastity. I took you by a total surprise. When you tried to protest, a pacifier was shoved into your mouth, and you were told to keep quiet or else. You knew better, and went silent, while your caged little penis was diapered again.

Today if someone will see you, he would just see the cute baby boy that they mold you to be.

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Some boys like @ladlylad-pupwindel need to learn their place in the hard way.

[ilya-rozanova]

HEATED RIVALRY | ROSE (1.04)

[adultbabystories]

It took the boy a lot of training, but daddy had finally got him there.

When daddy first spanked him, he struggled and tried to resist, but now he’s going over daddy’s knees when called.

When daddy first diapered him, he cried saying he was a man, but now he’s laying down when he’s told to.

When daddy first forced him to suck on a pacifier, he spat it out, but now he finds the pacifier comforting.

When daddy first fed him his bottle, he hated the taste of the formula, but now when he sees his bib, he knows it’s feeding time for him.

The real challenge for daddy was to make his boy so submissive, that the boy will behave when other men will come to visit.

After many spankings and times out, after many early bedtimes, and after many hours in full soggy and messy diapers, the boy now knows it’s better for him just to accept he is a little boy compared to daddy and his friends.

Today, he knows his place.

Today, he is a baby around men.

Today, he sits on the floor.

A short caption inspired by a photo of the adorable @miamiabdl

[adultbabystories]

It’s been one year. One whole year since daddy had started your transformation from a college boy to a baby boy. It wasn’t easy, not for him and certainly not for you. What a long journey you two had taken. So much crying. At first from spankings and punishments, but now for wanting a change and a bottle. So many diapers. From thin white diapers to thick printed massive diapers. From holding until letting go in a diaper to not even noticing what happened down there. From having so many studying books to have so many coloring books. From having so many friends to having stuffed animals as your best friends. It wasn’t easy, but it was worth it. Now you know everything daddy tells you, it’s for your own good. If he tells you to be quiet and suck your pacifier, it’s for your own good. If he tells you to go to sleep early, it’s for your own good. If he locks all kind of adult and mature content and lets you watch just baby shows, its for you own good. If he decides who you can meet, where, when, and how, it’s for your own good. You are not arguing with him anymore, you are submissively doing as you are told. When he told you he invited his manly friends from his country club for your first anniversary, you knew it was for your good.

With a diaper, he put a foam crown on your head and told you to hold your little stuffed friends. He saw you were a bit nervous, and said “We can celebrate with my friends, and yours!” kissed your forehead, and lifted you onto the kitchen’s countertop.

Shy and timid, you waited for your party to get started. But it was okay because daddy knows what’s good for you.

———————————————— @littletigertonio knew it was for his own good.

[adultbabystories]

The cold forest road

Running away, panting heavily, using all the energy you have left, just to get away from that horrible place. The place that locked you away for so long. It was just a normal date, the guy seemed like a normal guy, but somehow you found yourself dizzy, then everything became a giant blur. You remembered that the guy was saying “I have special plans for you little guy” as he carried you away to his car. You may drove for minutes, or hours, or even days, you didn’t remember. You just remembered the tall trees, then the total darkness of the night. Eventually, when you came back to your senses, you were tied to a giant changing table, as the man you recently met was shaving your private parts. Panicked, you looked around, horrified, seeing giant baby furniture, toys, diapers stacked on the shelves. Above the giant crib was a big sign spelling “BABY”. You looked at the sign, then at the man, and then again at the sign. His sinister expression left you without any doubt, you are that baby. Days have gone by, then weeks, then months. The man, that now you only knew as daddy, as made you his baby, a little bit at a time. You two had the whole time in the world. Using your diapers became natural to you, and by then you needed them. Getting addicted to your pacifier was a double edge sword. You hated it, but it made you calmer, but then you hated it even more, then needed it even more. Baby clothes were your only wardrobe, light colors or baby prints. Onesies and shortalls, bibs, and plastics pants. Daddy chose for you the most humiliating things he could. With time came acceptance, and you learned your new place in his house and life. You accepted your new role as a baby, and there were times you loved it. The easy and comfortable life, or daddy’s loving care. Although, you didn’t forget your initial goal - to escape. All this time Daddy had made sure you couldn’t escape all this time, but even daddy’s strong security systems had flaws, and once you saw a breaking point, with no doubt in mind, you started to run. From the playing mat to the cold forest road, you started to run. Still wearing your diaper, still sucking your paci, you ran. Running from the awful but warm house. Running from the confining but happy nursery. Running from your kidnapper but caring daddy. You heard a roaring car engine behind you, then turned around. Froze in your place, you saw the car stopping and daddy stepping outside. “Did my little baby thought he can really get away?” said Daddy with a giant smirk on his face. Standing there, as he was getting closer, sucking your paci, you wet yourself. ————————————— Little something I wrote.

[overmyknee76]

Bonding time with daddy

[switchingdesires]

Diapers are such a brilliant tool to put sluts in their place… After all, it’s quite hard to act all strong and independent while you’re waddling around in your own puddle <3

Imagine throwing one of your feminist tamper tantrums about equal rights, only for me to interrupt you mid sentence with:

"Do you need a change, honey? Is that what it is?"

That will immediately take you down a few notches and it’s also a great way to deal with other forms of female entitlement <3

[penelopes-dog-deactivated202312]

Be Docile!

Being docile is what being a good girl is all about. I love the definition of this word so much: quiet and easy to influence, persuade, or control.

A good girl should always be docile and eager to please. Doing what you are told, is much more about being happy to get a command to follow.

Always show how eager you are for the next to please. Complying gets you approval. So be a good girl, be docile.

remember with good people and consent this can applie ALL the time. So why not just strive to be a better and more pleasing good girl.

[dizzys-stuff-deactivated2023042]

such good advice! something to follow every day to be a good girl

[fuckdollcumslut]

I really try to be 😊

[smutteryofvathek]

Porn, not a person

No! That's wrong! That's disgusting! Girls aren't porn and I am a person! I can think for myself and I'm smart and i-

Porn, not a person

S-stop that! Stop saying that! It's not true! I am a person! Girls are people! This isn't right! I-I'm more than that! I can think-

Porn, not a person

C-can't think... I mean, I can... it's... porn... I'm... n-no! I'm-

Porn, not a person

I'm not... please... I'm not... not a... person...

Porn, not a person

I'm... porn... not a... person...

Porn, not a person

Porn not a person...

[pinkfemgurl]

"I always wanted a pet... and honestly, you were the first person I thought of when I got this gear!"

"Now I hope that 12-inch anal plug is comfortable because you're going to stay like this for as long as I say... because if you don't... then the pictures of you being my horny little pet will mysteriously show up to everyone you know~"

"Oh! I should get something more concrete to make sure you come back tomorrow! When I ungag you, I want you to say word for word to the camera:" "Hi, my name is "x" and this is what I do in my free time! I willingly consented to being "y's" pet! This is what I want in my pathetic life! And that's why I'm sooooo happy that "y" was kind enough to take care of me for the rest of my life!"

"And don't forget to smile and bark at the end like a good doggy!"

Story made by: @pinkfemgurl

(x is your name) (y is your owner's name)

[homosexopedia-deactivated202501]

[auburnguy2024]

Hot

[the-modern-female]