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@luckyguitarone
âPeekaboo! I see you!â đ ABU Peekabu with a Northshore booster, peepee cage and a buzzy plug in my bum. â€ïž Going to the farmers market and 4th of July festival with my friends. Theyâre all taking turns teasing me with my buzzy plug. đ They want to see fireworks going off not only in the sky but also in my pants. đŠ Hopefully nobody else will notice.
Can you believe this is enough to make him cum? đŠđ
You made a big poopy that turned daddyâs house into a smelly mess!
Youâre giggling as he opens your diaper, acting like you didnât do it..
Super embarrassed, you listen to cartoons while the cold wipes rub your butt..
Admit it, you love living like this, huh? đ€
Watch this and more on DARKFANS (link in bio)
Why does being teased for being a baby make me feel so tingly? đ«
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And once again we got banned
Our blog Babydou16 got terminated this morning after we managed to get almost 2,000 of you back following us. This is definitely hitting hard and disappointing as we put a lot of effort into making fun, informative and entertaining posts on both our previous blogs and everything is now lost.
For now, we will take a break from posting and will potentially consider opening a Bluesky account in the future.
We are always happy for private messages in the meantime if you ever wish to ask any questions or simply have a chat!
Please follow us and reblog this post so that youâre aware when our (potential) Bluesky account is on, or if we decide to post on Tumblr again and give it another try. Probably not before a few weeks as this is not a great time for us, but we will make it work.
Thanks to you all for your support and kind messages â letâs keep spreading the positive vibes of ABDL despite Tumblrâs senseless target onto us. And most of all, stay padded! (I know someone who will for sure đ)
- Baby & Daddy
âHowâs my birthday boy this morning? Is he excited for his first birthday?â the man said, opening the door, walking over to where the man was cuffed to his crib on his knees, the pacifier strapped in his mouth. He undid the strap, and pulled it out, and man struggling again.
âItâs not my first birthday you fucker! Iâm nineteen, Iâm not one! Let me out of here youââ
âWell I guess my little boy isnât quite ready yet,â the man said, shoving the pacifier back into his mouth and strapping it back in, âLetâs see how youâre doingâI bet you have a wet diaper after that long night though, shall we check?â The man struggled away, but he couldnât move with his hands cuffed, and his cheeks reddened as the older man checked the front of his diaper and found it wet. âThatâs a good little boy, wetting your diaper, just like you should. See? Weâre making some good progress arenât we?â
The man pulled out his hand and started massaging the big babyâs cock through his diaper, and he struggled for a few moments, and then his body went slack, and he started grinding the front of his diaper against his daddyâs hand in a daze, sucking on his pacifier.
âThatâs a good boyâyouâre gonna be daddyâs little boy soon, arenât you?â
The baby nodded slowly, still sucking, and rubbed up against his daddyâs hand faster.
âYou like wetting yourself and sucking on your pacifierâyou love being my big babyâit feels so good, doesnât it? Youâre not nineteenâyouâre just a baby, arenât you?â
The man in the crib gave a shudder and felt his cock unload a massive wad of cum into his diaper, and he gave his head a shake, his eyes refocusing, and his cheeks turned even redder, when he realized what heâd doneâagain. Whenever his daddy touched him, he always just felt soâŠso little. No, not his daddy, the man isnât his daddyâŠright?
âWhy donât you enjoy that wet diaper a little longer,â the big man said, âLet me go get your bottle, and then weâll get you changed.â
He left the room, and the man struggled again, but heâd been here for days nowâevery day a birthdayâand he didnât know how much longer heâd be able to hold on.Â
For some reason iâm both a little scared of, yet also very, very turned on at the thoughts of being in a situation like this.
And it happenedâŠ
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Our previous blog @babydou15 got deleted this morning.
The blog lasted 15 months. More than 5000+ followers, 75 000 notes, 200+ posts, a 17 part story and countless of hours of work and chats with you guys deleted in one second and thereâs nothing we can do about it.
The sad reality of ABDL today.
We will now keep posting on this blog and will not stop sharing our harmless lifestyle. Thereâs nothing wrong with ABDL as long as it is between consenting adults and there is no reason for us to stop.
This is all very discouraging but we hope to build back up a following.
Please like and reblog this post to reach as many of our followers so that we can once again embark on this great journey together!
- Baby & Daddy
I freaking love diapers so much! Love â€ïž
Voice over of a classic ABDL, diaper cuck, humiliation caption by the wonderful @paddednappy. Original caption is here Check out and give this wonderful creator some love.
We love you age regressors whose regression isn't "pretty" or "aesthetic."
Whose regression looks like long nights crying and squeezing a stuffie because you feel so very small and the world feels so very big.
Whose regression looks like using pacifiers to avoid biting your nails or worse.
Whose regression looks like laying in bed watching cartoons because your disability prevents you from doing much else.
Whose regression looks like longing for a childhood you never got to have, and feeling like you're drowning in nostalgia for a time of your life that never truly existed.
We hear you, and we see you. Age regression isn't always bubble baths and playing with stuffies and happy vibes. Sometimes it's sad, and sometimes it's grieving a childhood that was taken from you. It's okay if your age regression isn't pretty or doesn't look like the cutesy photos you see on Instagram. Your age regression is uniquely yours and looks like whatever you need it to be. Let yourself feel sad if you need to feel sad. Let yourself grieve if you need to grieve. It's all part of the healing process.
Loving this cute new onesie!
đ»: Please no Mama! Not in front of everyone!
đ©: Hush now baby, little mush-tushes who cant control when they make pushies dont get to choose when they get changed. Now hold on to your ankles and let's check the damage...
Happy Canada Day everyone! I hope you get to spend time enjoying the view with friends today! đšđŠ
Another morning waking up in your crib. Why don't you just get out, take off that wet diaper, and walk away from the nursery? Spit that huge pacifier out of your mouth, say something, and stand up for yourself? Why are you leaning on the cribâs bar, trying to hear any kind of noises or voices, hoping someone will come soon to let you out?
You tried to protest. You got scolded, mouth soaped, and spanked. You thought you were strong, but you got manhandled to an over-the-knees spanking time and time again. Sore butt cheeks were awful, and eventually, you longed for a nice soothing cream. It made you sleep in your crib.
You tried being a good boy. You did everything you were told, behaved as you were told, and hoped it would lead to potty training and finally sleeping in a grown-up bed. You thought that if you played the game, the game would end. It didnât. A manâs privileges were taken from you, one after another. After all, you were sleeping in a crib.
When you raise yourself from the babyish beddings, trying to listen, some mornings you wait and hear moans a bed creakings. Some mornings you hear kitchen clatter, some mornings the TV news.
Every morning you wake up at the same time, itâs like even your body has its own baby sleeping routine. Even your body was conquered and changed.
You are so frustrated, it makes you cry. Itâs a good thing you're having your paci. Maybe now someone will notice you when the babyâs crying is heard around the house.
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@wingedgamingstreamingslime will slowly have to accept his new reality. You can also find him on Bluesky @utahbabyboy.bsky.social
"Oh dear, you are definitely Mr Soggy today aren't you?"
He just babbled, totally distracted from what mommy was saying by the mobile twinkling above his head. Mommy ran her hand up and down his diaper and as always it felt so good.
As he gazed up at those dangling toys, he started to feel excited. Feeling that warm tingling feeling as her hand pushed and squeezed harder and faster on his soggy diaper. It felt so good and squishy on his baby parts.
It was building up getting more tingly, he started to breathe a little harder until his legs quivered and he let out a long loud moan.
"Did that feel good? Are you a Mr Sticky now too?" Mommy giggled. "I guess it's better than being mister stinky!"
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Jonathon tensed in preparation for his third orgasm in the space of twenty minutesâŠ
It all began when Daddy came to wake him in his cot that morning and rather than finding a dosing little boy he found Jonathon furiously rubbing the front of his nappy. Disappointed that his little boy was blatantly disobeying his strict masturbation rules he left him in the cot whilst he took out one of Jonathons fresh nappies, held it between his legs and filled it with a huge brown load of his own right in front of Jonathon. Then, dragging Jonathon out of the cot and onto the changing table, Daddy removed Jonathons pyjamas and sodden night time nappy and proceeded to put him into the freshly soiled one. To further emphasise his disappointment he positioned Jonathon over his knee and proceeded to administer a slow humiliating spanking on his nappied behind purposefully smearing his mess all over poor Jonathons bottom. Jonathon knew he had done wrong but no words of apology could temper Daddyâs twisted mood that morning. In silence Daddy tied Jonathon spread eagle on the bed and force fed him three bottles of formula laced with laxatives. Over the course of the next hour Daddy sat quietly in the corner chair reading the paper whilst Jonathon repeatedly wet and messed his nappy almost to the point of leaking. When Daddy was satisfied Jonathon couldnât fill his nappy any more he strapped the magic wand to the front of Jonathons nappy and switched it onâŠ
âPlease Daddy, Iâm sorry for touching myself!â Jonathon cried out as his next orgasm built within him. âI canât takeâŠâ he involuntarily strained against his bonds bucking and squirming as once again he filled his nappy with warm sticky spunk. âOh, you can boy! Thatâs what you wanted this morning wasnt it? Only another three more to go and then you might have learned your lessonâ Daddy replied grinning down at him. The tears welled up in Jonathons eyes as the vibrations of the wand began to impose their slow and inexorable build towards another sticky mess; all the while the thought of what heâd probably have to do to Daddy in order to get his nappy changed adding to his humiliation.
âLet the kid have his fun!â Daddyâs friend said and laughed.
âHaha, Iâm sorry, I thought for his special tummy time, he would hold back in front of our guests, I guess I was wrong. Boy, this one still has urges. If you guys donât mind my boy is doing his thing, weâre all good and we can go back to watch the game, the halftime is almost overâ Daddy said to his friends, with a beer bottle in his hand, looking down at you.
Before Daddyâs friends arrived to watch the game, he changed you into a fresh cushy diaper, and your favorite PJ, because the game starts late, at 7 PM, and it will get close to your bedtime before it ends. It took more than a few games to get you accustomed to being daddyâs baby around his friends, but eventually, you found your place. These days you are more than happy to crawl around real men, who are watching sports, drinking, and smoking cigars. Sometimes Daddy feeds you snacks, sometimes Daddyâs friends feed you, not only snacks. That day one of Daddyâs hottest friends fed you. You were kneeling before him while he was watching the game right before the whistle. You were so horny, and so was he, until he finished, and you were left helpless in your wet diaper.
The game stopped and you were lifting your head, seeing Daddy, as you licked your lips.
âAwwww I have such a good boy, who treats my friends so nicely. Let me put you for some tummy time before the game is gonna be back onâ he said as he was flipping you over your belly, popping a big paci into your now empty mouth.
When the front of your diaper met the floor, you just couldnât help it. You were so pent up with sexual frustration. You are daddyâs boy, you are a baby boy in front of all of these manly men, you are a plaything for them, and now your tiny penis is in a soggy, wonderful diaper. You had to go at it, there on the floor, in front of everyone.
âLet the kid have his fun!â Daddyâs friend said and laughed, the friend who you were just treating so nicely.
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Game day is a great day for this one! You can find @WamzeyRamzey (on Twitter).
Iâd love that to be me.
Think I need a change? đ¶đ»
Nice pjâs good
