Little Sophie

25 ~ AB/DL blog

[alexandrialetson0685]

Would you tell me my diaper is showing? 😍

[princessofpees]

you would be more Intimidating, if your pants weren't full right now..

Nu uh I’m like super scary

[princessofpees]

Mommy and Daddy said it was time for a fresh diaper… I guess I don’t get a vote 🥺

[emily8350]

littles who intentionally mess themselves right after their cg tucks them in because they sleep better with a warm weight in their pants…

[emily8350]

Camille rolled from her side to her belly, readjusting her head on the pillow so she could still see the pictures in the story book.

She there were only a few pages left and she was trying to get as comfortable as possible before her nap. She had already shifted from her back to her side, her other side, and now her tummy. Every time she tried a new position her diaper rustled softly on the sheets, the under layer crinkling louder in return. Finding the right position wasn't as important has letting the pressure in her gut and bottom out, though, but it would be helpful.

"You're squirmy today," Mommy said in between pages.

"I wanna get comfy," Camille muttered and grasped her arms together in front of her and tucked her bare legs and knees up her body, butt slightly raised in the air. She smiled to herself when she realized she was in a modified child's pose. It was almost too on point.

As Mommy read the concluding they all lived happily ever after, Camille let herself start to relax the tension that had been building in her.

Her insides knew exactly what to do and everything shifted in to place. With her bottom slightly raised she gave a little push and a thick log began its way out of her. She didn't even need to work for it, she just merely gave her body permission to let it come. It was just firm enough to give some resistance to the back of her diaper before balling up and settling. Camille gave one more small push and a small, softer piece came out. She could feel it spread over the lump already in her pull-up. A trickle of pee escaped her too and got wicked away by the thick padding. The heaviness was now spread from the back to the middle, it was warm and felt indescribably good.

She sighed and straightened her legs out. Her bottom dropped with another rustle of the sheets and she sighed, her task accomplished. She looked up at Mommy with a sleepy smile and eyes large with relief and pleasure.

Mommy looked back at her with fondly, slightly biting her bottom lip. She knew what the answer would be but asked anyway. "Want me to change you?"

"No, now I'm comfy!" Camille exclaimed. She reached for her stuffed fox and brought the pacifier clipped to her shirt up to her mouth.

Sleeping with a fresh messy diaper was exactly what she needed. Her mess was pushing all the right buttons in her erogenous zone. The pressure of it bellow her bottom and between her legs, the warmth, the arousal of doing something so gross but also endearing in front of her Mommy. She was only little, she couldn't help it. It was almost too much to bear, she had to do something with this feeling. Without even thinking about it she flexed her hips into the mattress.

"Hey now, none of that. You can sleep in a yucky diaper but you know you're not allowed to do that without me. It's nap time now, sweetie." Mommy brushed a few hairs away from Camille's face and was met with a tremendous pout.

"When I wake up? Please?"

"Let me think about it. Try and stay on your belly, ok? Here, I'll slide the mat under you for extra protection, up-up".

Mommy smoothed the corners of the changing mat straight under Camille. Camille's breathing was already evening out and her eyes were starting to droop. Mommy rubbed her between the shoulder blades before a few minutes before standing up and flicking on the nightlight.

"Have a good sleep, baby. Love you."

"Love you," Camille managed. She was close to sleep, unbelievably comfortable and content.

[littlebabiejade]

picture being the last one in kindergarten who has to wear pull-ups to bed because she still wets the bed occasionally. every morning she feels her daddy pulling down her jammies saying “let’s check that pull-up baby and see if you made it through the night dry!”

#thingsIcan’tstopthinkingaboutlately

[allertedreturns]

Did you make it to the potty okay? Alright baby, let's see those training pants... @cumpliantly

[emersynsdiaperjourney]

You can’t really tell tho right?

[jamesdaycare]

"Ohhh Mikey! Did you go pee pee in your diaper like a baby? You didn’t realize, I know sweetie… Tell me, what happened? You went night-night after auntie tucked you in and helped you to get in your “just in case” diapers, alright… Remember how much you fought about it? I remember hearing you say you were a big boy already, and that boys your age didn’t wear diapers. But go on..."

"Then after auntie kissed your forehead goodnight you went beddie byes, okay… And you don’t remember anything else? What happened when you woke up? Oh you realize you were wetting your diaper and you came to my room to ask me for the potty? That’s why you’re making that silly dance? You still need to go?"

"Awww that’s very mature of you Mikey, good job holding it! But even so, I can see a little wet spot in the front of your diapers. And that potty dance you’re doing isn’t helping you. Instead of coming here you could have go to the potty by yourself!"

"Do you know what I think? I think someone isn’t really a big boy yet, and he’s still scared of sleeping away from home, am I wrong? I think somebody misses his mommy so much when he’s away that his wittle pee pee finds a way to remind him of this."

"Uh-oh, I see your lip quivering. Is auntie right? Do you miss your mommy that much? Ohhh no Mikey, there’s no need to cry! Do you want me to call her so she can pick you up? It’s okay, you can tell her all by yourself how you miss her and went pee pee in your diapers."

"Oh, speaking of that! I see you stopped your potty dance, but what is that sound? Uh-oh, I think someone got too carried away and finished his accident in his diaper! Awww it’s okay Mikey, you can tell mommy about that as well. Just be sure to let her know you´re not ready for big boy underwear and that you were so busy missing her you couldn’t make it in the potty on time."

[diaperpa]

[thekinkyplayground]

Good Girl!

The way Connie, er, Mama looks at me is positively mortifying. It's as if the flecks of green in her irises are all subtly judging me as I look up at her in shame.

"Baby, do you wanna tell Mommy something?" She asks, in that same, damn mocking tone she always uses. She already knows the answer to the question she's asking. Mommy never asks a question she doesn't know the answer to already. When she asks if I'm wet, it's not because she's genuinely curious, it's because my Huggies have been sagging down between my legs, and I've been too busy playing to notice.

She wants to give you the opportunity to admit it. To claim babyhood yourself without having it pushed on you.

And now, she's asking me to basically confess to masturbating in my diaper- "making cummies" as she calls it, usually in that sing-song voice she always uses, and which she usually tells me is a big "no-no" without permission. This time, I didn't get permission at all. I grinded my diapered pussy back and forth on "Mr. Teddy," a large brown teddy bear that has been a consistent bedfellow ever since I signed up for... whatever this new life is. The only times Mommy and I make consistent physical contact are kisses, hugs, spankies, changies, rubbies, bathtime, and feeding. It's actually quite often, just never sexual.

Now she's standing over me, arms folded, holding a fresh diaper in one hand and a hairbrush in the other. I haven't had my bath yet, and the left eyebrow is going up, so she's probably not planning on brushing my hair with it.

"Did you make humpies and cummies without Mommy's permission?" Mommy asks, a grin playing about her face as her hands migrate to her massive, sexy hips.

"Yes... I-I'm sorry, Mommy." I spit the words out, tears beginning to form. This is so fucking humiliating. Here I am, a 34-year-old grown-ass woman, standing in naught but a very wet and heavy diaper, calling my roommate (and now, caregiver) "Mommy" and apologizing... to her... for sexually relieving myself. How pathetic is that?

"Well, Tessa, you're a very smart little girl." The 29-year-old nurse smiles, leaning over to get down to my level. "Can you tell me what happens when babies make cummies without Mommy's permission?"

"Th-they... they..." I begin, knowing the answer but wanting to delay the inevitable, as my puss- er, princess parts once again begin tingling at the thought of my sexy caretaker bringing down one of her world-famous spankings on my pale, waiting ass cheek.

Mommy knows my tricks. "They get what, Tessa? Come on, you know this."

"Sp-spankies." I spit the words out, tripping a bit over my words, which seem to have been jumbled a bit by how hard my heart is beating in my chest. This isn't fucking normal. This isn't how a grown woman with a law degree should be living her life. Yet, I chose this, as Mommy constantly reminds me whenever I don't take my punishments well. This was my decision.

"Do you believe you should get spankies?" Mommy asks. Despite the opinionated nature of the question, don't be fooled, there is a RIGHT answer to this question, and not giving it results in more spankings and even corner time if I've acted up enough.

"Yes, Mommy." I answer.

"And why is that, Tess-Tess?" The nickname. God, my sex is burning now, and she knows it. Mommy's a big fan of tension, and she's building it masterfully, like a skilled architect.

"Cause I'mma... I'm a... a big... a big, dumb, helpless little baby..." I give her what she wants, shivering all the while as I wait for my pleasurable punishment at the hands of the Disney Princess hairbrush. I could cum right now, but I don't. The spankings are pleasurable as fuck, but they make sitting down really uncomfortable, even with the padding that my thick, fluffy Huggies give.

"Good girl. Assume the position." Mommy sits down on our sofa and pulls my tummy onto her strong, muscular legs, pulling my big, heavy diaper down to my ankles before delivering a firm, hard swat onto my butt, causing it to jiggle just a bit. WHAP!

I begin to tear up a bit- it hurts so good.

"That's the first one." Mommy comments, winding up for another. WHAP!

"Ughhhhh..." I moan, more tears coming as I queue up my best, most babyish voice to appeal to my Mommy. "I'm sowwy, Mommy... I... I did-dent mean to..."

"You should be. Eight more." Mommy replies, not even giving my attempts at getting off without too much of a sore butt the time of day. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Mommy spanks me more, and I let out a gentle, pained yelp with each. This is so fucked up. I know it, she knows it. But it works. And she's training me.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Because I deserve it. I made cummies without her permission. Or her help. Just like a bad girl. And I'm not a bad girl.

WHAP!

Mommy always tells me the spankings are to help me. To train me. To make me what I want and need to be to make Mommy happy...

WHAP!

...a good girl.

I'm a whimpering, shivering mess now, tears running down my face and an ass as red as a rose. Mommy pulls my diaper up and brings me up into a sitting position on her lap.

"Next time, come find me when you're ready to make cum-cums, little girl." Mommy softly whispers, as I slump into her. "You're a good girl. Mommy hates doing that to you, but you gotta follow Mommy's rules, Tess-Tess." She presses a kiss from her plump, soft lips into my forehead. It feels amazing.

"Yes, Mommy..." I reply, feeling tired, but relieved. Mommy loves me. She takes care of me, even when I'm too dumb and babyish to do so for myself.

"Now, honey- let's get you into a fresh diaper and put you down for a nap with a baba." Mommy carries me over to a changing table, as consciousness begins to leave me.

I love my Mommy, and I wanna be a good girl for her always.

[diaperlover96]

[pampersboy678]

[littlegirlessentials]

Daddy’s little girl begging for a change💕

[lillemus]

🫣

[discordiaazaezal]

I want to turn a couple into siblings. I want to reach into their unfulfilling relationship and grab them both by the throat. I want to show them just how much love they can have for each other when there is someone above them to take full advantage of them.

Coordinated outfits every day, a chastity cage for him and a belt for her. Thick diapers that would almost render their chastity irrelevant. I'd watch them squirm and fuss and whine as they tried so hard to have any sort of meaningful intimate contact in their crib after I put them to bed. They'll never make it happen though.

I'll make sure they never need to care about the state of their diapers. Hypnosis and conditioning will make sure that the idea of controlling their body isn't even something they could come up with in a dream. Completely reliant on me, but completely unaware of how abnormal that is for a "grown adult". I can't let them fully sink into the idea of being a baby, that would lose me all of the beautiful humiliation.

They won't be completely without pleasure though. I'll be sure to milk his prostate during each change. Can't have his body thinking that it gets to have any control over what leaks from that pathetic little cock. And her. Oh that sweet little thing. I'll tie them both down next to each other so that they can rub their mittened hands together while I peel the chastity belt off of her and fuck her. Load after load in her beautiful body while her "boyfriend" watches.

Two obnoxious adults, a couple on the verge of falling apart because they can't let their egos go. Two sweet little siblings, more precious than anything in this world. Don't worry. I'll make sure you're taken care of and put in your proper place.

yes this was originally a Phanes post, now she gets credit

[discordiaazaezal]

Mommy who just can't control herself, ripping off your pullup to fuck you. She knows that y'all have to leave in like 15 minutes to get you to daycare on time, but she's too horny to care. It doesn't matter that the smell of sex is gonna linger on you for the next few hours, a generous coating of baby powder will totally mask it, she says. The diaper she tapes you into afterwards will hide any evidence leaking from your hole too! The daycare worker knows of course. She smelled it on you the first day you were brought through that door. She didn't say anything though. Cause she knows that smell means a fun toy to play with herself, and one that won't fuss too much about it happening in the private changing area.

[littlediaperedworld]

Time for a change

[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