My Messing/Diaper Blog

18+ blog Trans man, 26

[messy-diaper-dude]

Making a pinned post because that’s what you do, I guess. You can call me anything from my username or just J. I’m 26 and a trans man.

Some kinks I like are:

Omutsu

Messing

Omorashi/piss play

Hypno

Humiliation

I don’t personally like:

Pee drinking

Scat play

Emeto/vomit, except potentially as the cause of wetting or messing

[diapydemon]

Just as Sweet

His diaper and pacifier silently awaited him atop the coffee table. Normally, they would be hiding away in a box behind my dresses, but tonight was different. Tonight, I was going to spoil him.

He had been such a good boy, after all; he was following his rules: completing his chore chart, cleaning, cooking, and even doing the dishes. So after he got home from work, I would whisk him away to a weekend of forced diapers, snuggles, and love from Mommy. Nothing less than he deserved.

I didn’t have to wait long; the keys jingled in the lock as I heard him arrive. I sauntered to the door with a tilted smirk. Of course, I was going to enjoy this too.

My mommy momentum was momentarily interrupted by the sight of my precious boy holding a bouquet of roses and a box of all my favorite snacks.

My eyebrows bounced in surprise: “What’s all this, baby?”

“Just a little surprise,” he flashed that goofy, crooked smirk that I love. “I just felt like getting you a little something to show you how much I appreciate you.”

“Ahhwwww baby,” My cheekbones hurt from how big I was smiling, “I got a little something for you too…”

I brandished my own devious smirk as I held his adorably infantile diaper in one hand and his equally childish pacifier in the other.

“I was kinda thinking I would spoil you tonight,” he blushed, “give you a nice, long massage and draw a bath with a bath bomb for you…”

“Hmmm,” I purred at the thought of being spoiled, “Mommy says we’re doing both.”

“But–”

“Or I could put you in time out?” I raised a playful eyebrow, almost daring him to cross me when I was in Mommy-mode.

“Both is good,” he held his hands up defensively.

“Good. Why don’t you draw Mommy’s bath while I get your diaper change all set up?”

“Okay Mommy,” he nodded enthusiastically before dashing off into the bathroom. What a cutie.

I wandered into our closet where I took out a footie onesie that sported a little green tail to look like a dragon. I heard the bath run and eventually stop before my boyfriend appeared in the door way.

“C’mere baby,” I waved him over.

“Let’s get these silly big boy clothes off you,” I pulled his shirt off and dragged his pants to his ankles, widening the leg holes enough for him to step out.

I gently guided him onto the open diaper on our bed, awaiting his babyish bottom. I powdered him and taped up the diaper before dressing him in the onesie.

“Now honey,” I found a slightly sterner voice, “Mommy needs to keep an eye on you, so that you don’t get into trouble. You can play with your tablet in the bathroom, while Mommy takes her bath, okay?”

“Okay Mommy,” he licked his lips, obviously not too upset by this.

I caught him gazing up at my wet, naked body from his spot on the floor quite often, but he was otherwise enraptured in his little tablet games. What a baby!

After I had gotten sufficiently dry, I found myself face down on the same mattress I had diapered him on mere moments ago. I felt his warm, soggy crotch straddle my hips. Of course the little potty pants was wet already; I would have to see about diapering him full time.

Whatever musings –regardless of how entertaining– faded away as his lotioned hands pressed into my back, rubbing up and down my length.

“MMmmmm,” I moaned as gentle music began to play.

I really would have to spoil him…

After a divine –almost orgasmic– massage, I led him by the hand to the TV room. I asked him if he wanted to watch Adventure Time, a mostly age-appropriate show that both of us enjoyed. Unsurprisingly, he accepted with enthusiasm.

“Baby,” I sat down in the recliner, “there’s one more thing I want you to do for me before we watch the show.”

“What is it?”

“Humiliate yourself for mommy.”

I stuck my leg out, signaling to him exactly what I expected.

He bit his lip in recognition before planting his squishy, diapered crotch onto my foot.

“Atta boy,” My hand found its way to my pussy as he started to grind.

“m-Mommy~” his moans rang out, signaling that the baby was already close. Yep, I was definitely putting him in diapers full time after this.

“Go ahead baby,” I offered encouragingly, “Spurt for Mommy!”

“Goo goo –GAH GaH,” he mewled out, climaxing with the words I taught him.

“Good boy. Now let’s watch some Adventure Time.”

As he watched on the floor, I drank in the sight of my emasculated little boy watching his cartoons. I fingered myself to a quiet, yet satisfying orgasm. My body twitched with barely restrained pleasure as I finally released a pent up, laborious breath.

“Mommy?” He held me in his dreamy eyes.

“Yes, baby?”

“Whether it’s you taking care of me or me taking care of you, every moment spent with you is just as sweet.”

“Ahhww Baby,” I gushed as I slid down to the floor to wrap him in a hug. “Mommy loves you, sweetie.”

“I love you too Mommy.”

Then, I tickled him.

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As always, all characters depicted are 18+

Image credit to me, and —for the record— I know Shakespeare’s rose philosophy doesn’t exactly 1:1 apply here, but I also kinda think Shakespeare is a bit of a pretentious bastard anyway.

[dumblittleboy19]

"Awwww baby the bathroom was right there and you still chose to mess yourself. I think you're right where you belong."

[tentativetitlee]

Your partner knowing you have a bunch of work to get done today and strapping you into your pampers first thing in the morning to “minimize distractions” knowing damn well the real distraction is the soon to-be-saturated padding bulging in between your thighs.

But at least the potty isn’t an issue, how thoughtful of them indeed~

[omoghouls]

😔😔-

[messy-diaper-dude]

Had to pee while someone was in the shower. Didn’t think it was that bad yet, but was in the mood to throw on some protection just in case.

By the time I had gotten up and prepared everything, I was hopping foot to foot. I might’ve leaked just a little in my underwear before I dropped them and taped a diaper on as fast as I could manage.

Then, it was just slowing the dam breaking. Making sure I didn’t make more of a mess than expected.

I needed that one

[wetandcomfy]

my bladder is gonna give out but my shift has an hour left and I have no time for a bathroom break :( I wish I was wearing a diaper so I could just go rn

[leakyliz]

i have to piss so bad right now, it’d be a shame if you were to hold me tightly in your lap and press on my bladder until i’m spurting piss uncontrollably into my panties and begging you to let me go :)

[pupstuffie]

it should be in BED with its PLUSHIES an its PACIFIER an wearing a soft DIAPER

doesn't wanna go to work

[rashi-en]

Hubris: an MSpaint journey of an hour and a half drive home that happened a few hours ago

[rashi-en]

dis da car ride comic btw

[messy-diaper-dude]

Had a long day. Just put myself in the puffiest diaper, wanted to let go the whole time I was putting it on.

That’d be fun to play with, desperation while being diapered. Filled with drinks, then laid out and stripped from the waist down. Of course, someone “forgot” to get ready, and now you’re exposed, cold and squirming while they remember where that pack of diapers got put away.

You’d be wiped down, getting even more desperate at the feeling. Maybe you leak, just a little, and have to endure a second round while you’re teased for your little accident.

Then the diaper under you. The feeling of the padding, soft and inviting, practically begging your aching bladder to release. It’s not ready yet though, you’re being powdered and it seems to take years. Legs apart, trying not to move too much because you need to go, you have to, but you’re not allowed to pee during a change so it has to get done now.

You’re the only one feeling the urgency though. Even if you can’t keep quite still, the amount of messing with the tapes you hear is ridiculous. And they’re brushing across your abdomen, pressing with the excuse of securing the tapes, the same ones that are removed again moments later.

How does it end, I wonder. Do you hold out, clinging on to control until you can finally stop, a torrent rushing out until the leg guards drip, unable to keep up with the sudden stream?

Or is it a gradual failure, pokes and pulls drawing out leaks until it’s a steady trickle, tired muscles unable to keep holding on? A slow release, clinging to the idea of control while a hand cups the loose diaper front to you, a voice teasing that really, you couldn’t make it one more minute to wet yourself?

[nisha-xx]

One of my biggest fantasies is to have someone force me to pee myself then use that as a reason to punish me.

I want them to lock my belt over my jeans. Making sure there is absolutely no way I could possibly pull them down. Feed me too many drinks and be mean to me about how much I’m squirming. Be so condescending about it. “Baby, why are you wiggling so much? Oh you have to pee? Someone your age should be able to hold it. Now sit still.”

I’ll hold on as long as possible before I have a genuine accident. My body will make the decision for me, even if I was still trying to be good and hold. I want them to laugh in my face. Let me know that “if I want to act like a baby, they will treat me like one.”

Force me into a diaper as I cry and protest that it’s not fair. That they caused me to have an accident. Make me finally admit to it in the most embarrassing way possible that I chose to pee myself because I like it. Make me wear the diaper for the rest of the day, constantly feeding me water still and mocking me. My bladder would already be so weak from my earlier accident that I would have another one in my diaper. Make fun of me for that and use it as proof that I really am just a stupid slut who needs someone to control her. Make me admit that I’m your toy and can’t even control when and where I go pee.

[salopetteboy]

Driving in a wet pullup ... and leaked 💦

As I was driving home from work in my already soggy diaper, I couldn't resist peeing before being able to change ... I had to go on driving with wet pants, wet boxer briefs, and a leak stain on the car seat ... how embarrassing ! 😰💦

Pullup pants : Absodys Pants night, size M Briefs : ATHENA, Basic color

[pisswitch04-deactivated20250518]

I kinda just want someone to hold my legs open on their lap while I’m desperate until I have an accident in my diaper 💛

I just couldn’t help it 😣

[princess-potty-pants]

you should make tboys pee their pants btw. its enrichment for them

[messy-diaper-dude]

Yesterday, I flooded my pull-ups until I was watching the stream leaking out the leg guard. I just couldn’t stop…

Today, I was still fixing my diaper leg guards when I started wetting myself. It was on enough to keep me dry otherwise, but barely. Now I’m warm, and waiting for the next reason to be even warmer

[ccan-i-please]

I'm starting to leak I need to go so bad there's a wet spot on the tip of my dick i don't think I'm gonna make it I'm gonna have a n accident it's coming out between my fingers I can't