Ko's Playpen

A place for everything babyfur, diaper fur and ab related. My blog may be NSFW but honestly everything I post is because I think it's cute or looks fun. Here you will find loads of everything I love which includes Stitch and Blue's Clues most of all. I will also post personal thoughts and such from time to time as I try and put who I am into words.

[paddedlittleparadise]

"Look! Lookie, Tina – see how pretty I look now? Don' you like my pretty new clothes?"

Weak hands clutched instinctively at the thin wire bars. Cuffs clinked softly against the kneeling girl's metallic confines. A rustle and crinkle sounded through the room as she wriggled and bounced rhythmically in place. And from her came the most indescribable sound: a confused, mewling whimper, like a hungry kitten who no longer knew where she was or what she wanted.

Which was actually pretty accurate.

Not that her bubbly visitor noticed, of course. "See?" Abigail enthused in her bright, innocent babble. "They gave me a brand-new outfit, jus' for being a good girl! I learned all my shapes, an' colors, an' aminals, an', an'…" she trailed off, eyes clouding as she struggled to remember. "An' they said I could go now an' be a big girl an' dance for a performance! In front of a big ol' camera an' everything!"

The wide, confused eyes staring up into her visitor's beaming face blinked, then drifted wonderingly down over the purple lingerie top before her. Was that a flicker of envy deep in those dark eyes? Perhaps so… but it passed as her eyes slid over the bulging purple of her visitor's well-diapered posterior. That, at least, was familiar. The caged little kitten knew that sight well… for was it not the very same sort of garment that she wore herself?

"Puh- puh-wetty," came her soft whisper, and her fingers were stretching through the bars to brush against the tantalizing garter belt and stockings her visitor was flaunting. "Pwitty…" At which the innocent smile on Abigail's face only widened. "I know – they're super pretty! I'm such a big girl in my pretty princess clothes! I bet you wish you could wear some too, huh?"

Tina's dark eyes clouded, dropping shamefully down over her exposed, naked breasts to the simple, unadorned bulk of her own matching lavender diaper. Gone forever were all coherent memories of how she and Abigail had been friends once: partners in crime, sentenced to rehabilitation together in this new facility that promised to train them for gainful employment. In their place were fragments of disconnected thoughts, strung together solely by the hypnotic phrases that resounded in her mind every day and every night…

Good pet. Obedient pet. Submissive little pet.

But her friend was prattling on once more. "Being a big girl is so much more fun than being a little kitty, Tina! I'm so glad I'm not a dumb little kitty like you…" She giggled and thrust her padded rear out as if for emphasis. "I'm gonna dance, and sing, and show everyone how pretty I am! A pretty little princess. A pretty, prissy little- princess…"

But suddenly, as if her mind had snagged upon some hidden bug, Tina's formerly bubbly speech grew halting… mechanical… monotone. Her eyes glazed involuntarily, her posture growing rigid as her lips formed the words that were suddenly overspreading her mind like clouds over a darkening sky. "Prissy… pissy… princess. Pud-dle pants… Pissy- little- pud-dle pants…"

And beneath her halting words came the hissing rush of hot urine into the pastel bulk of a diaper. Or rather, two diapers.

For the pair of brown eyes staring up at her had also clouded, caught up in the same unfortunate trigger phrase that rippled through her mind and unleashed the hypnotic mantras burned into it. "Puh-dull… pants…" Tina breathed, her naked body sagging limply against the bars of her cage. "Puh-dull… pants… pet…"

What a picture they made: two young women, partners in crime now become partners in padding. For despite the very different roles which they had been forced to adopt, the hypnotic training they had received contained common triggers: triggers that ensured that whether prancing princess or cuffed kitten, neither girl would ever again be entirely the mistresses of their own bladders.

Image Credit: @abdreams

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[paddedlittleparadise]

Another from the archive! We're not on Patreon anymore, but you can check out lots more prose stories on Ream: https://reamstories.com/paddedlittleparadise.

[selenasgirltiffany21]

[sissybabyellabella]

EVERYDAY

[rinicloverr]

Babies that whine and fuss get mittens and a gag while on the cuck chair

[smolbailey]

oh look, it's rinni right where she belongs! cute cute cute!

[princesscandijane]

Part 1

[iamfetish66666]

[keepherhogtied]

Another good pet, this one a little more exposed. She gets her body used more than the pets in full wrappings.

[daddyblazed]

[diapergirl-cindy]

[vaabsabdl]

If you meet a crazy person at the park, just be nice, you never know what they’re capable of… This was a commission, had lotsa fun with it! I don’t normally do sissy stuff, but maybe might have more in the future…

If you like what you see and wanna see more, head on over to the Patreon, updated twice a week with new drawings and comics!

https://www.patreon.com/dipdorks

[alteanne]

[dlsmurf]

Oh, look at you. Legs parted just enough, fingers idly tracing over the soft, thick bulk of your diaper.

Rubbing. Pressing. Squishing. It's instinct now, isn't it? You don't even have to think about it anymore-it just happens.

And that's exactly how Mommy wanted it.

She told you this would happen. That the more time you spent padded, the more natural it would feel.

That soon enough, you wouldn't notice and you would not even want to be without it. And now?

Now you don't even notice how much time you spend like this-just lying there, playing with your toys,hands gently pressing, lost in the soft, crinkly comfort of it all. It's so easy. So right.

Every little squish sends a tiny shiver of warmth through you. Just enough to remind you how safe you feel. How soft and small and taken care of you are.

That there's nothing else to think about, nothing else to worry about-just the gentle, comforting touch of the diaper keeping you calm, keeping you right where you belong.

Mommy watches sometimes, smiling to herself as you absentmindedly knead at the thick padding between your legs, so lost in the feeling that you don't even realize she's there.

She doesn’t even have to say it. You aready know. Addicted to diapers.

Image credit ABDreams

Model - the adorable Cara Day

[daddyblazed]

[wanting-to-be-diapered]

Is that meant as a threat or a promise?

[femmified]

[boobarsmurf]

Oh Baby I just finished changing your diaper and you are filling it up already!

What do you have to say for yourself?

Mmmmmmmhhhh Mmmmmmmpfff

Haha I don’t know why I asked you. No one can understand you with that giant pacifier in your mouth

But at least you are learning that you are not allowed to take it out yourself.

Not that you can take it out when I have fastened around the back of your head.

Yes I know you are sorry and that you just can’t help yourself and you have no control of your movements. I did that to you!

I have been feeding you all sorts of thing the in your baby food to keep you in place and I have been forcing you to listen to diaper hypno tapes while you sleep

So you can just sit there with your pacifier in.

Yes sit back in that messy diaper for a few hours to remind you how helpless you are.

Image credit AB Daycare

[boobarsmurf]

After putting you in a fresh diaper.

Mommy tied a bib around your neck.

You knew not to resist and took it.

You were surprised by the new adult baby situation

But Mommy had so much control over you by now, there was nothing you could've done.

She held your head in one hand and pressed a giant plastic nipple into your mouth with the other hand.

Drink up

You were reduced to a diaper wetter

A bib wearer and a bottle drinker

And Mommy’s good little baby girl.

Image credit Diapered Online - model in high chair Adriana Evans

[jpabababjp]

[alteanne]

[boobarsmurf]

She was stuck in the high chair, her hands tightly fixed in pink baby bondage mittens

And there was no escaping

No matter how hard she tried!

The combination of the strong laxatives she had been fed and the two fleet suppositories inserted in her ass were too much for her

She realised with an alarming helplessness that she was about to defecate in her nappy

She was starting to rapidly lose control

She tried her hardest not to, but the stomach cramps were becoming too painful to bear and her bowels were on the verge of emptying

The sloppy mush rushed into her diaper as she emptied her bowels in a matter of seconds

Or at least she thought she had emptied them, until the second wave swept through her, filling her nappy to the maximum

The stench was foul and the feeling humiliating. This was a lesson in obedience and submission that she would not forget in a hurry

Image credit Diaper Mess