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Reblog if you wanna be in diaper always
As if being forced to lay on a padded changing table and having a nappy put on him in front of his sister wasn’t enough, Jonathon was then further humiliated by being put into a pair of see through plastic pants…
(Me with the beautiful Nanny Betty at adultbabyworld)
Look, @daddyblazed, I know you’re just…super busy with all those magazines and bigger music artists, hiring all the models, and exemplifying such general daddyness.
I get it. You gotta take time off to work those nonprofits and whatnot!!
But with all that time off, you’d think you’d be able to, you know, create your own content or just…give credit to the creator.
Because this caption looks familiar!
So. Feel free to delete it and reblog the correct creator. It’s @tobereadindiapers-again. Or maybe don’t steal from my favorite creators and I won’t notice.
In the cozy confines of their nursery-themed bedroom, where Sarah firmly enforced her role as the dominant Mommy in their FLR dynamic, her boyfriend Jake had no choice but to submit to his forced regression, stripped down and padded up like a helpless toddler after a "naughty" slip-up that earned him this babyfication punishment. Now, as she tugs his shirt aside to inspect the snug, crinkly diaper she's just taped around his waist, Sarah coos with a mix of affection and teasing authority, "Aww, look at my big strong man turned into Mommy's wittle diaper boy. does it feel all squishy and embarrassing yet, or do I need to make you use it right here?"
awwwww so cuteee 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
Can we normalize keeping your bf in Pampers?
I guess it's past time for me to tell you this but...that diaper you're wearing? Yea...it's all because of me.
Oops.
I guess I 'accidentally' had my boyfriend cum in my panties. When I showed Mom, there was no way she could tell it wasn't actually your little jizz stains in there.
The look on your face when she confronted you though! You didn't even seem that surprised. Had you actually been sniffing and cumming in them all along?
The diapers was fun though. Such an easy thing to frame. It's quite easy to find those babyish designs online, and just in your size too! I pissed all over one. I thought that was a nice touch. Mom probably would have dismissed it somehow if there wasn't one or two that were actually used in your closet too.
Then I showed her the porn. Yes, all the pictures and videos of guys in diapers, sucking dick and begging to get their diapers changed. Ever heard of 'ABDL'? It's a community you just joined, albeit unwillingly.
I can still hear your wailing when my boyfriend and I held you down so Mom could put you in your first real diaper. She had no idea it was your first. She thought she was just giving you what you wanted. The tears were a nice touch. Kinda made me feel less bad that you were getting diapered since you were already crying like a baby. Seemed fitting at that point.
Oh, and sorry about the spikey chastity cage. That was my idea too. I didn't think Mom would find it so appealing.
What's that?
Awww are you trying to say something behind that wittle winky binky in your mouth? I can't understand you? Are you trying to tell me your diaper is wet? Or that you made a stinky? Psh. As if I couldn't smell you from down the hall.
No? Something else? Something about how I'm a bitch of a step-daughter? Well, sorry Rick. But you have no idea how much of a bitch I can really be. You like those bottles I've been feeding you? Because they're about to get a whole lot of laxatives, viagra, and my boyfriend's cum in them.
Those diapers that need changing? You can forget about that happening unless Mom takes pity on you. Cause I certainly won't be wiping your ass, I can tell you that!
You're not my Dad. You'll never be my Dad. You're nothing but a pamper pooping, pissy little baby that is going to spend the rest of his life in diapers. Oh, and guess what? I'm about to go tell Mom that you would look soo much cuter as a baby gurl! I'm sure she'll agree. Have fun in those mushy pampers...Daddy!
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A whiff of powder. The quiet chorus of crinkling plastic. The shiver-inducing sensation of her fingertips grazing his most intimate regions. And then, amid this incongruous sensory medley came her voice: sweet, loving as ever, but with a new note of amused condescension.
"Honey, you know the rule. You made it yourself, remember?" Blair was smiling softly as she tugged at the cotton-and-plastic layers beneath her husband's naked groin. "Oh, don't think I blame you. You're absolutely right that sheets are pricey, and mattresses more so. So it only makes sense that we take care not to ruin them..."
Felix groaned softly, but there was no way he could deny the truth of her words. He had been a bit of an ass about her periods when she'd had her first few nocturnal leaks. He might have been half-joking when he'd first grumbled about how the bloody stains wouldn't ever come out, and how she really ought to wear something more protective than a flimsy little pad. But the joke had taken on a life of its own when he'd happened to notice that pack of "adult briefs" in the supermarket and impulsively thrown it into the cart with a chuckle. "Dare you to wear them," he'd chortled when she'd protested at how unfunny his joke was. "I mean, if you can't control your own bodily fluids it only makes sense, right?"
It was Blair's turn to giggle now as her hands slipped dexterously down over his vulnerable crotch, pausing to linger affectionately on his respectably-sized cock. "Sure, I admit it. I guess it was a hard ask at first when you said I ought to wear some better protection during my periods. But you know, you ended up being so right, honey! If we can't control our own bodily fluids and keep from damaging the sheets and mattress, we just need to use a bit of protection, don't we? And just like we're not going to ruin our mattress through my periods, we're also not about to ruin them through your, ahem, wet dreams..."
"But- but- they don't stain as much-" "Staining isn't the problem, honey," Blair reminded him, her smile widening as she felt his vulnerable cock stirring into life under her rhythmic ministrations. "It's the principle of the thing! Why should I have to waddle off to bed in a diaper for a week every month, while you get to lay there in your boxers and spurt jizz into our sheets with no protection whatsoever – and no consequences?" She smirked and tweaked his nose playfully. "And here I thought you believed in gender equality, honey!"
It was all very well to joke about it. She didn't need to tell Felix how she'd begun to feel the oddest attachment – attraction, even – to these bulky undergarments. She didn't need to confess to him that, horny as she often got during the latter days of her period, she now felt more excited than ever when she felt that thick bulk tucked between her thighs and cupping her pussy. And she definitely didn't need to tell him that she was already getting wet now: aroused by the irreplaceable sight of her tough husband hiding his face in shame at the powdery humiliation she was gently forcing upon him...
No, of course not. All she needed to do was laugh and tease him into blushing submission.
"What's good for the goose is good for the gander, they say!" she laughed, and was rewarded with a groan of mingled arousal and embarrassment as she forced his involuntarily stiffening member down into the powdery padding beneath him. "Don't worry, babe – you can dribble and cum all you want to now! You'll be wrapped up safe and snug, just like me...
"Now isn't that great?"
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After her shenanigan’s at thanksgiving dinner, Hannah has been learning how baby’s who aren’t mature enough to behave at family dinners are treated she has been diapered 24/7 for the last month including at school where she is a senior and had to wear diapers under her dress to the winter formal.
Now it is Christmas Eve and as long as she shows that she has learned her lesson, she will be allowed to wear regular clothes starting the night after Christmas.
Otherwise the punishment will continue until Easter including to the High School’s Annual New Years overnight. She can’t afford to let that happen so she is on her absolute best behind to show that she has learned her lesson and won’t be such an immature brat again.
The worst part 8s that as everybody leaves the Christmas gathering they will put a green marble in the bowl by the door if they think she has learned her lesson and a red marble if she hasn’t. It will be up to the family as a whole to decide if her punishment will continue.
Haha, gotcha! Oh my God, you look so stupid pooping your pants! Yeah, sorry but I slipped a little incontinence serum into your coffee this morning. My bestie did the same thing to one of her guy friends last week, and it was so funny. I just knew I had to try it out! And it’s totally permanent too! Isn’t that hilarious?
Awww, what’s the matter? Why are you getting so angry? Being incontinent won’t be that bad, sweetie. Come on, we’re friends aren’t we? It was only a prank. You’ll just have to get used to wet and stinky diapers hanging off your bottom all the time. You’re acting like I’ve ruined your life or something!
Oh, maybe you’re worried women won’t like you anymore… Is that it? I know you fancy yourself a bit of a ladies’ man, and I can say from personal experience that you’re pretty decent in the bedroom! But silly boy, women think babies are adorable, don’t they? Even when they’ve got yucky, dirty diapers on. I’m sure the same will be true of you, sweetie! Sure, they might not want to have sex with you. I know I certainly wouldn’t want to go anywhere near a man who still pooped in his pants. Gross! But think of all the pretty babysitters you’ll get to have! And I bet they’ll be happy to tickle you and cuddle you and play silly games with you on the changing table. I’m sure that will be just as fun.
Benefits of putting your partner in Diapers 24/7
It’s simpler
Managing and enforcing when your partner is or isn’t meant to be in diapers can be hard work. 24/7 keeps things simple with diapers always expected.
Constant control & presence
Your partner will always be reminded of their diapered status and your control over them. The diaper is a reassuring presence in their daily life and will act as a security blanket for them.
No more nasty public restrooms
24/7 diapers mean your partner doesn’t have to visit nasty and dirty restrooms when out of the house.
Prevents bing / purge, self-loathing & obsession
ABDL partners will often struggle with dangerous highs and lows of DD / Diaper interest. Moving them to 24/7 can massively help this by completely removing the gaps in wearing and giving them a more balanced life.
Normalises DD in your relationship
With diapers now being their default underwear you help normalise DD as an accepted part of your relationship. This can be especially helpful if your partner suffers from self-acceptance issues around their DD / Diaper interest.
Prevents cheating
A partner in 24/7 diapers is extremely unlikely to cheat on you. If they’re ABDL they’ll likely also be extremely grateful for being kept in diapers. You definitely shouldn't do it for this reason alone though.
The shared secret is fun
Knowing your boyfriend/girlfriend is wearing a thick diaper under their clothes when out in public is a fun secret to hold. Enjoy the subtle teasing and hints you can drop when out and about.
Add a caregiver aspect to your relationship
Although 24/7 DD shouldn’t completely change your previous “adult” relationship, it provides a way for you to add a strong aspect of caring for them into your relationship.
The bond formed by this during checks, changes and daily diapered life can significantly strengthen your relationship and the connection between you.
No more sharing a toilet
The toilet now becomes your domain, no need to wait to get into the bathroom or clear up after them. Especially with boyfriends in 24/7 diapers you’ll notice a much cleaner toilet and bathroom.
They’ll be less stressed and happier
Almost all partners report that 24/7 DD has helped improve their partners mental wellbeing. 24/7 to reduce stress from daily life is one of the most common reasons couple implement it. Often 24/7 for a few weeks or months is enough to reset your partner’s mental state.
Use it to introduce additional DD elements
Once your partner is in 24/7 diapers you can slowly add any additional elements you wish. Sissification, chastity and bondage are all common additions.
Enjoy their humiliation
Get a kick out of the humiliation elements of making your partner spend every hour in diapers. Teasing them about being a baby, being smelly or that people might notice can be fun! Watching them fill their diaper or them asking for a change will make you feel more powerful in the relationship.
Not being woken up in the night
Your diaper wearing partner now has no reason to leave the bed and wake you up in the night to go to the toilet.
It’s cute
Dress your partner is cute baby style clothes and enjoy seeing them waddling around your house in a diaper.
"All the time?!"
"All the time. What part of '24/7' do you not understand?"
“I just…that’s a lot.”
“You said the same thing about the cage. Look, this is what you wanted, remember? I’m not the one with the diaper/humiliation fetish. You are. asked for this, and I’m just being a good wife who fulfills her husband’s desires. But you know me, I never do anything half-assed. If you want to do this, you will wear them every hour of the day. That includes if you’re out with your friends, if you’re visiting your Mom, your work, everything. You may become so dependent on them you won’t even know how to use the toilet anymore! Now tell me thank you for being such a good wife and letting my wittle man truly live his fantasies!!
Source: Ageplay 24/7
The Potion
"That wasn't just a cocktail" your wife says, flashing an evil grin towards you as she gently sits on the counter of the kitchen island.
Swallowing the last of the Old Fashioned she had just made, you lock eyes with her, confused. "What do you mean?"
Her expression turns gravely serious. "You don't want to give me any children, so I figured out an alternative solution. You can be the baby."
Baffled by what she had just said you begin to laugh. "What?" you say chuckling to yourself. "What are you talking abou-"
Your speech is suddenly cut off by a rush of vertigo swirling all around you. You panic as a sense of descent overwhelms you.
"Jess!" you exclaim, disoriented. "What's happening?"
"You just drank a shrinking potion. You're going to be my little baby" she says, igniting a devilish smile at you.
An incredulous anxiety washes over you as you feel the world growing around you, sending a shock of adrenaline and fear through your veins. Feeling tears forming in your eyes you reach to towards your wife pleading to her, yelling "Help me!"
You continue falling, the world growing and growing as it slowly begins to darken. You vaguely see your wife through the clouded vision of your gigantic kitchen as she smiles, laughing, looking down at you. The world fades away and you lose consciousness.
You awaken in a pristine white room, unfamiliar and surreal. Adjusting your vision, the surroundings slowly come into focus and you recognize where you are: the guest room. Beside you stands an enormous bed. Its grey sheeted mattress towering above you. Ahead, your gaze follows the height of a massive white structure with a cage like shape. Your eyes widen as you realize the white wooden barred walls aren't a cage, but a crib! The crib is full of stuffed animals and various bedding. You had no idea where it came from.
A wave of unease floods over you and your heart races as you scan the room, landing on another intimidating sight to your left. A colossal white dresser stands tall, crowned with a pale mat adorned with Winnie the Pooh motifs clearly indicating it was a changing table. Neatly arranged beside it are several prominent red boxes with the white embezzled logo, "Huggies Size 7" inscribed on them.
"What the hell" you ask yourself, confused.
A sense of dread washes over you as you realize your position. You aren't standing or sitting but are suspended in the middle of a giant, colorful plastic tabletop suspended by bungee cords from several posts. Mounted to the tray in front of you are several spinning safari themed toddler toys and you realize you're in a baby bouncer!
You press your feet down, instinctively attempting to free yourself, only to find that they barely graze the floor. Straining, you manage to lift yourself momentarily before descending, causing a gentle bouncing motion. Cold sweat begins to bead over you as you realize you can't get out. Frustrated, you pound on the jumper's tray, becoming acutely aware of a snug, cushioned sensation around your lower half. With trepidation, you glance down, momentarily distracted by the white t-shirt adorned with a Tigger emblem wrapped around your chest, only to confirm your suspicions. Wrapped securely around you is an oversized diaper embellished with infantile patterns.
"Noo!" you begin to cry out, desperately thrashing against the plastic contraption, resulting in you just bouncing up and down more. Tears begin to stream down your face as you realize the shrinking potion had done its job. Looking down at your hands, you begin to cry more as you acknowledge their small, shrunken state. You still felt yourself, spotting the arm hair on your arms, and the similar contours of the muscles of your forearms. Your body was the same, but had shrunken several times smaller.
You continue to cry as the sound of a door opening behind you causes you to pause, and you strain yourself to turn around, locking eyes with Jess as she strolls in the room, wearing a short red dress, gleefully smiling at you.
"He's awake!" she says in a mocking tone.
"Jess please!" you cry out, bouncing in desperation, feeling the thick diaper against your backside.
"Nuh uh uh" she says, waving her finger as she kneels over you, her cleavage enveloping your view. "That's mommy from now on. You will call me", pausing, "mom-mee. Say it with me."
Angrily shaking your head, you're furious at your situation, unable to move, locked in a diaper with Jess standing over you, mocking you.
"Aw" she coos. "That's ok, you'll get use to it very quickly I'm guessing" she says with a laugh as she walks to the bed. "Now I'm glad you're awake because I thought mommy and baby could have their first outing to the park today. What do you think?"
Continuing trying to lift yourself out you kick your legs in anger and growl as she pulls up two pieces of clothing from the bed. "I'm glad I saved these. What does baby want to wear? The striped one or the other one?" Holding them in front you, you see two toddler sized overalls with shirts on hangers.
Wailing you cry out, "Jess please I don't want to be a baby! Pl-" You're suddenly cut off by a spasm in your belly causing you to freeze. A loud grumble courses through your gut as you realize your bowels were quickly shifting, sending a shock up your spine. You don't move, not sure what to do as the growing feeling to poop rolls through your guts. Feeling blood rush to your face as you begin blushing. A pulsing tingling feeling begins emanating from your bladder as well and you realize you have to pee too. Everything was going catastrophically wrong.
Jess turns, looking down at you. "You got quiet, what's wrong?" Almost immediately her expression changes as you see her realize what was happening.
"Is my little man using his diapy wipey?" she says mockingly, cooing at you.
Shaking your head, you don't know what do to. You look up at her with a pleading face.
Laughing, she puts her hands on her hips. "Someone is making mommy a surprise isn't he? Well you should know that the nice lady that sold me the potion told me that incontinence is a likely side effect, so in our case it should work perfectly".
Panicking, you brace yourself as a cramp begins to rumble through your gut, causing you to grab the sides of the bouncer tray. Suddenly, you feel your rectum begin to spasm, involuntarily puckering over and over as you feel your insides shifting. You desperately try to stop it, straining with all your might but your sphincter muscles feel utterly weak and unresponsive. The spasms continue as several loud farts begin popping and erupting into the diaper as your pressurized bowels force them out. Flushed, you close your eyes and begin bucking your hips desperately trying to stop the involuntary voiding about to happen.
"Nooo.." you groan tightening your grip.
Without warning the mass of a giant log of poop pushes through your flaccid rectum, forcing its way out and spreading your anus open. You groan as it pushes its way out, smashing between your butt cheeks and into the back of the diaper making a loud crinkling noise as the diaper shifts to accommodate it. You groan more as the force of the movement tightens your hips, making you lean forward into the bouncer tray while tightly nestling your butt against the seat, smashing the mess firmly against your skin. The diaper wrapped around your butt does nothing to conceal the putrid smell of dirty diaper now engulfing you, mixing with the sweet smell of baby powder. The smell ignites memories of the white walled daycare center you had spent your childhood in, with its permanent stench of dirty diapers and nursery smells. Now instead of babies in the nursery making the dirty diapers, it was you, curled over in a Huggies diaper loading the back of it with poop.
Sprawled against the plastic top, you feel the pressure of your backside continuing to ache as the poop is smashed against the back of your diaper. Straining, you see Jess kneel in front of you, sitting down on a small stool with a disgusted look on her face.
"Good thing I got the diapers with the blowout protection, that smells so bad!" waving her hand in front of her face making a wretching noise.
"Noo!" you wail, the pressure overwhelming you as you lift your diapered butt off the seat of the bouncer. Grunting, you close your eyes again and flinch as an explosion of runny mush shoots out of your anus, spilling into the diaper with a disgusting squelching noise as it jams into every corner of diaper. You're immediately worried of it spilling out of the diaper but can't do anything to stop the convulsion of poop. Several more spurts violently erupt into the back of the diaper, causing it to droop more and more. The sticky mud like mess is now plastered over your entire groin.
Finally the pressure begins to lessen and you feel yourself relaxing, a blanket of ease washing over you. You slightly push the last bit of poop out, feeling it drop into the diaper when the tingling in you bladder comes back. Apathetic from the whole experience you sit back, smashing the sordid diaper against your backside as you let go and begin to flood the diaper with urine. The sensation is wonderful and you feel the diaper swelling between your thighs as the hot liquid gushes out. Finally the pressure fades and you look to Jess, completely humiliated at what had happened.
"All done?" she asks, eyebrow raised.
You slowly nod, feeling more tears welling up in your eyes.
"Let's check that diaper then" she hums as she wraps her hands under your arms, enveloping your chest with her gigantic grip. You see her face shift to a look of horrified disgust as she blurts "Oh my god!"
Before you can react she sits you down on the floor, standing you on your feet. You look down and realize what she was upset about. The entire diaper was a patchy, bloated discoloration of brown from the mess you had just deposited. Dripping down your legs are several streaks of poop with the leg gatherers of the diaper completely overloaded, spilling out of the diaper. More tears begin streaming down your face as you wail "I'm sorry!" Not sure what to do, you feel the infantile urge to jam your thumb in your mouth. Sucking on it you look up at Jess.
"Well she said the first bowel movement would be bad, with your size changing so much. Guess I should have double diapered you or something." Jess says, looking down at you with a grimace. Shaking her head, she steps back towards the adjacent wall where a large poster is hung against it. Covered in Sesame Street characters, the calendar like grid has the words "Poop and Pee" at the top, nestled next to Big Bird.
"Looks like you did both a number one and a number two" Jess says in a playful tone, pulling a pair of brown and yellow stars off a large sticker pad. She sticks them on first block of the calendar and turns to you as you hear the distinctive sound of her smart phone ringing.
"Of course" she says, sighing as she pulls the phone out, nestling it against her head as she answers"
You continue to stand, sucking on your thumb as the overwhelming stench of your diaper fills your nostrils. It was beginning to itch. You desperately needed out of the diaper.
"Tricia, hi!" Jess says, looking at you. "What are you doing?" she pauses. "Yes, he's here and yes he took it". Nodding she smiles towards you. "Well he needs his diaper changed, but why don't you come over now and I can show you." She laughs and says "Okay see you soon" as she ends the call.
Your heart drops in your chest and your thumb pops out of your mouth in shock.
"Why is Tricia coming over?!" you plead, stomping your feet as you feel the saggy diaper drooping between your legs.
"You'll just have to wait and see now won't you?" Jess says, walking towards you. "Now let's get that diaper changed".
TO BE CONTINUED