Proper Underwear

NSFW Just your average everyday bi dude that's into diapers, chastity, pegging, and everything and anything sexy! 😛 18+ only.

[babydou15]

ABDL : How to make your little crave for their diapers ?

Daddy tips - 1

Disclaimer : +18 only, the following applies between consenting adults.

When I first met my little guy, he liked his diapers but there was something missing. He did not crave for them. I wanted him to love them more than anything else, need them and be dependent on them.

It is no easy thing and it takes time, but here’s how you can do it too. Being a CG/Daddy takes patience, and it is a great example of how time can achieve great things.

Steps :

1. Get your little accustomed to wearing diapers and to enjoy them. Let them feel their diapers and do not push them to use them yet.

2. If you see that your little is excited when wearing, let them explore that feeling. The diaper can be opened if needed. Remember these are the first steps. Let’s give them some time.

3. Now, repeat Step 2 but do not allow them to open their diapers. If your little wants to have fun, then the diaper will remain closed. It will encourage them to hump or rub their diapers. For now it can still be dry.

4. Step four is when the fun begins. Repeat Step 3 but add a rule that they cannot hump or rub their diaper if the diaper is dry. It has to be wet, messy, or both. You are the one in charge and you get to decide.

This step is the one with no return. Your little is now used to wearing dirty diapers and it still makes them excited. Reaching step 4 can take a few weeks/months, which means that wearing diapers is now associated with having fun and feeling excited.

5. Only allow humping. This is a very embarrassing way to have their naughty fun and their face once they are done and realize what they have done is absolutely adorable. Especially the first few times. It will soon become natural.

Pairing this step with their favorite plushie is a plus. That way your little now associates their plushie with naughty fun as well, which is the closest they will ever get to a partner from now on.

6. Add a chastity cage. After maybe 3 months is a right time. This way you keep control of the situation. By this time your little will be frustrated not to be able to get their naughty fun as usual. Craving begins !

7. Now, every time they go to bed in their nighttime diaper, and cuddling their plushie, your little is safely locked and aroused.

It makes them both in pure bliss and frustrated which you can be sure will create sticky puddle in their padding.

And of course, keep in mind that a pent-up little is an obedient little.

The rest is yours to decide. How long do you leave the chastity on ?

Remember that relief is needed. We are here to help our littles be good, not to hurt them. However, relief can be done differently. With the cage ? Without ? During a change ? It’s now all up to you.

And enjoy !

- Daddy

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Part time Diaper Discipline

As regular readers will know we’re big advocates for 24/7 Diaper Discipline but this isn’t always possible for your situation so this short guide are some options to explore.

Firstly these are still about diaper discipline not random diaper punishments so there has to be a level of consistency and regularity to it. 24/7 is most effective by being constant but the suggestions below can be ways to get started more easily.

Most of these can be combined and you should try layering them up until you can make the leap to 24/7.

Diaper Discipline Weekends

From after work on Friday until Monday morning they’ll be in diaper discipline. This should be without exceptions for any weekend activities so they’ll quickly get used to being diapered and using in public.

This should happen every weekend so another neat trick is to reduce them to 5 pairs of underwear to be used in the week which are then put aside to be washed over the weekend.

If you not combining this with other diapering in the week you should make this more intense to ensure it isn’t all fun for them. Incorporating a baby day, forced messing and/or bondage can be a good way to achieve this.

Diaper Discipline Evenings

Every evening after work they’re promptly diapered which will be their toilet until the next morning. Use exposed diapers or abdl clothing at home to add to humiliation elements of this.

One night a week make them sleep restrained in a spare bedroom after taking laxatives for a punishment element.

Diaper Discipline Vacations

Keep them in diapers for the whole of your next vacation. From leaving your house to returning they should be diapered.

For the best results inform your hotel/resort they’re incontinent so a medical trash can is included in your room which they’ll find highly embarrassing.

As your away from people you know experiment with being more open about their diapers, keeping them in thick medical ones at all times, leaving them visible in the room, dressing them in less discreet clothing and openly asking them how their diaper is or if they’ll need a change soon.

Swim diapers are also recommended and you can insist on this by saying the hotel would be concerned if they weren’t wearing one.

Baby Staycation

Take a few days off work and potentially combine with a weekend to give them a stay at home vacation as a baby. This should be 3-5 days where they spend the whole time at a baby age of your choice.

This will be hard work for you but can be fun and can be a great stress reliever for your partner too. At a minimum this means 24/7 diapers with no toilet usage, you taking care of all their checks and changes, and baby clothes / exposed diapers at all times.

The rest should depend on the age you pick:

Newborn:

Immobile (locking mittens, booties and other restraints)

All food puréed and drinks fed to them in bottles

No talking / pacifier at all times

Oral laxatives each day to simulate regular loose bowel movements

18 hours sleep each day, wake them up twice in the night for new bottles

Age 1:

Locking mittens and booties to force crawling

Food fed to them and drinks in bottles

Baby talk only, pacifier at most times

Mix of suppositories and oral laxatives used to give them lose and firm messes

Baby tv allowed

15 hours sleep each day

Age 2:

Locking mittens at night

Food eaten using their hands, drinks in sippy cups

Limited single word talking allowed, pacifier used regularly

Suppositories used randomly

Baby tv allowed

13 hours sleep each day

You could even start at newborn and progress them up a year every day or every other day.

Random Diaper Discipline days

Each week pick a 3 day period where they’ll be in diaper discipline. The timer starts for 72 hours when you say and diapers become their toilet, best used when diaper wearing is possible at work.

Week on, week off

Simple, follow 24/7 dd rules every other week.

50:50 DD

Your partner must be in diaper discipline 50% of the days in a month. They earn a day off with every day in DD and can spend these when they like up to half of the days in a month.

This % can be slowly increased so it’s 70:30 and 7 days of DD are required to unlock 3 days off.

Combine with other rules to reward higher DD elements, maybe they only earn a day if they mess that day, or they get a bonus day for a day trip out wearing & using thick diapers. Get creative!

[babybobbysstories]

One Chance to Cum

Note to the reader; this is a sequel to my story "putty a Sissy in His Place" which can be found here; https://www.tumblr.com/babybobbysstories/689874434168930304/putting-a-sissy-in-his-place?source=share

After an eventful afternoon with his Nana, Ethan sat in his playpen, the one in the front room, as he anxiously awaited the arrival of Megan coming home from work.

Today was, after all, May 1st, and that meant the diapered sissy was entitled to his once-every-two-months orgasm. To be fair, it wasn't entirely correct to say he'd get an orgasm, but rather, it was his chance of getting one. Traditionally, Megan would unlock his device, re-diaper him, and then allow him thirty seconds to do his dirty deed. If he failed to achieve a climax in that time, well, that was just too bad. He'd have to wait another two months for another opportunity.

There were certainly no guarantees, since as the last time he had tried, he had failed within the prescribed time and been forced to suffer the humiliation of his Mommy locking his throbbing penis back into his tiny steel chastity device.

So it was with fierce determination that he was going to try again today.

Ethan was only vaguely aware of the wetness in his diapers, as they were still nice and warm, and he'd only been in them for about fifteen minutes. And these days, Ethan didn't take much notice until they got really heavy with pee, or cool and clammy, stubbornly clinging to his bottom like they often did when he was secured into his highchair.

As he stacked another low wall of plastic blocks in the small area within his mesh-sided playpen, he heard Mommy's car in the driveway, signaling Megan had finally arrived. Excitedly, he sat up, feeling once again the fat, jelly punishment plug Nana Helen had stuffed into him while changing his diapers. He knew that was going to make cumming even more difficult within his restrictive time limit, he grumbled to himself.

Ethan could hear the brisk click-click-click of Mommy's high heels as she came to the door and then it was opening, revealing the pretty woman that used to be his wife. That seemed centuries ago now, and he had stopped thinking of her in that way, which was just as well. She had remarried, to her doctor/lover Frank, and they now lived in a separate part of the sprawling house.

"Mommy!" Ethan cried, as he raised himself to the padded rail of his playpen.

"Hi sissy baby," she replied with her devastating smile.

Walking over, she bent down to kiss him on the forehead, granting him a fabulous view down the low cut top she was wearing under her blazer. His heart beat faster at the sight of her soft skin and tremendous big breasts, pushing against each other in a sexy display that made his mouth water.

Helen came out of the kitchen and wiped her hands on a small towel.

"Hello Megan," she greeted her daughter, coming over to hug her.

Ethan stole a forbidden glance to see Megan's breasts mashing against her mother's chest as she greeted her back.

"How has my little baby been?" she asked.

"He's been tolerable," Helen replied, "The little pantywaist has been beside himself, waiting for you to come home so he could get his sissy orgasm.

“I still think you're being too generous with him--if I had it my way--he'd never get to cum."

"I know mother, but once every two months is hardly often," Megan explained patiently, "And he still has to do it in thirty seconds. It seems to be quite a challenge for him."

Ethan reflected on just how true that was, as he had only been successful twice in the last year. Oh, but how wonderful it had been, to explode in his diapers and release all that pent-up sexual frustration in a delightful discharge of sissy cream. He was so desperately horny all the time that he could scarcely think of anything else.

"Well sissy," Megan said as she stood over him, looking down at him with her hands on her curvy hips in a classic pose of superior female authority, "I brought the key home from work so tonight is your big chance to impress us."

Helen giggled at the notion, as if the diaper-wetting pansy was actually capable of doing anything impressive.

Keep your diapers dry for one afternoon and that would impress me, she thought to herself.

Megan went into the kitchen to get herself a glass of chilled Sauvignon Blanc and Ethan waited in his playpen impatiently, knowing his moment of ecstasy, however brief, was at last, close at hand.

Coming back in, she handed the key to Helen, who was the only one nowadays that dealt with Ethan's intimate parts. Helping him out of the playpen, she reached under his frilly pink baby dress and tugged his plastic panties down off his bulging diapers. Seeing the wet cotton cloth swaddling him, Helen shook her head as she looked down upon the quivering sissy.

"Did Mommy's little baby wet his diapers?"

"Uh-huh," Ethan replied as he blushed before the two of them.

He always felt very childish when she announced it like that. As if he had no more control than an incontinent three year-old, which of course, he didn’t.

Sitting him down on the waterproof pad she had laid on the floor, Helen unpinned his wet diapers and pulled the thick Birdseye cloth forward between his baby-smooth legs. Ethan fidgeted in anticipation as she inserted the key into the small, restrictive chastity device that now had become like an extension of his physical body. As she grasped it carefully, it felt strange to him, as it always did on those extremely rare occasions when she unlocked him; to feel the small, cap-like cage being slowly removed and the long, flexible urethra tube sliding out of his short, stubby little shaft, making Ethan wince with discomfort.

With practiced ease, Helen swiftly removed the cuff ring from behind his diminutive sack, and his shamefully tiny package was free once again. Megan couldn’t help but giggle at its ridiculous size—it was such a pathetic contrast to Frank’s massive cock. Not for the first time, did she reflect that such a tiny little nub belonged in diapers and chastity permanently.

Ethan squealed with joy and kicked his legs as Helen pulled his thick wet diapers back up and pinned them around his narrow hips. He held the lacy hem of his short baby dress up as Nana tugged his crinkly plastic panties back up his skinny legs and worked them around the pee-soaked cloth.

To be sure, it was extremely humiliating having his wet diapers pinned back around him before these two but he was only too willing to pay the price, if that meant he would be able to cum.

Sitting on his fat, diaper-covered bottom, with his legs on either side of him, Ethan looked up in anticipation at Megan who was smiling down upon him.

"Ready, baby?" she asked him.

"Yes, Mommy," he replied eagerly.

Gazing down at her expensive watch, she held up her slim, perfectly manicured finger.

"Get ready...set…and--now!" she announced.

Ethan immediately began furiously rubbing the thick, fluffy front of his diapers, the crinkly vinyl crackling loudly in the quiet room. He stared at Megan's big breasts, drooling over her sexy, tantalizing curves as he struggled to get his tiny little penis hard. Unfortunately, the fat buttplug Nana had stuffed into his back hole was distracting him as it stretched his hole and stubbornly ground deeply into his rectum with his every move. He knew she had done that, just to make his masturbating job that much more difficult.

Beads of sweat appeared on his temples as Ethan rubbed himself before the two of them like a horny, pubescent teenager, struggling to get an erection. As he masturbated frantically, he was surrounded by the shameful smell of pee wafting up from his diapers.

He could feel the seconds slipping by like water through his fingers and he knew that time was running out for him.

Meanwhile, Helen was looking down upon him from her seat on the sofa with that "you better not tell" look on her face.

He thought back, an hour previous, when she had come unexpectedly into his nursery, a glistening rubber enema bag in her hand and in her other hand, a fat dildo nozzle connected to a white hose…

"I know you already had your morning enema today, sissy, but I think it's a good idea to have you as squeaky clean as possible for your session with Mommy tonight," she told him.

Ethan squirmed in his seat and his brows furrowed with angst. He knew from experience that during these long enema sessions, he tended to have most of his sissy cream milked from him, especially since Nana insisted on using the fat dildo nozzle on him that filled and stretched his back hole to capacity. Intuitively, he knew Helen was using this as a tactic to defeat his chances of being able to cum later on. She resented his opportunities to reach an orgasm--however rare, and she was determined to do whatever she could to stymie him.

Ethan begged her piteously to refrain from the humiliating purge but she merely ignored him and pulled his rubber panties and diapers down, taking him over her firm lap as he whimpered and whined. Before long, Helen was pushing the over-sized dildo nozzle against Ethan's sissy pussy, making him squirm and wail helplessly as he struggled to escape the fat, rubbery invader.

"Ohhhhh!" he cried as the big, mushroom shaped head of the dildo finally slipped past his pink, puckering sphincter.

Helen took her time, slowly teasing him with the cock-shaped nozzle to begin the careful process of milking him. After a while, Ethan was moaning and gasping like a little girl as she plunged the fat, rubbery shaft deep in and out of his hole. This was the closest he ever got to any kind of sex, so naturally, he was helpless to her ministrations. He breathed heavily as he bit his lip, feeling from time to time, a little precum helplessly oozing out of the tip of his chastity tube.

He felt so weak and emasculated...his sissy cream leaking out bit by bit, and he knew it was only going to make his ability to reach an orgasm later nearly impossible.

His tiny penis throbbed and swelled inside its steel prison, unable to get hard, yet unable to stop the steady flow of semen being slowly milked from it.

After a while, Helen released the clip on the hose and warm soapy water flowed powerfully into Ethan's rectum. He moaned weakly and kicked his feet, unable to stop his second punishing enema of the day.

"That's Mommy's little baby," she commended him as she gently patted his bottom. Gazing down at the huge shaft buried in his hole, she was pleased to see how snug the fit was and she knew he was being stretched to the very limit.

Ethan squirmed and moaned as more soapy water flowed into his bowels. To his bitter frustration, he could feel yet more precum oozing out of his shaft, every time he flexed his cheeks trying in vain to expel the gargantuan dildo filling him up.

"Ethan, you are not to tell Mommy about this enema, do you understand me?" Helen warned him ominously.

The sissy gulped hard, certainly not wanting to be a willing participant in her plans to deny him his orgasm.

"If you say anything about it, I'm going to paddle your little bottom every day this week," she warned him menacingly.

Ethan shivered with fear as he knew she had every means of making good on her threat. She ruled his nursery with an iron fist and her rules were law.

Once again, he realized that she had him exactly where she wanted him and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Y-yes, Nana," he bleated.

He could only hope that he'd still have enough juice left to be able to get an erection but as more and more soapy water filled his belly, and more and more sissy cream leaked out, he became increasingly doubtful.

Helen smiled to herself as she thought about the condom she'd slipped over the tip of his chastity device before taking him over her lap. She was going to put that semen to good use in his pacifier later on.

A month ago, Helen had purchased a unique and perfect pacifier for Ethan; on one end, was five inches of fat dildo, enough to completely fill his mouth and silence any sort of communication or protest from him. On the other side of the plastic guard, was a squeeze bulb, that she liked to fill with semen from the bank she worked at two days a week. Once the pacifier was stuffed into his mouth, Helen took great delight in squeezing the bulb and forcing a creamy batch of spunk down his throat. Refilling the bulb repeatedly throughout the day, Helen ensured that the taste of semen would be coating her sissy’s mouth all afternoon.

“Ten seconds left, sissy,” Megan announced, interrupting Ethan’s reverie and bringing him back to reality.

The sissy gulped in panic and redoubled his efforts.

Staring at his Mommy’s beautiful, full bosom, he felt his little nub at last starting to stiffen in his wet diapers. He rubbed the puffy front with feverish abandon now, determined to extract an eye-crossing orgasm before the two of them.

“Five, four, three, two, one.

“Time’s up, sissy,” Megan told him.

Ethan gasped in frustration.

“Wa-wait! Just ten more seconds!” he cried desperately.

“Nope. It’s back into your chastity device where you belong,” she said as she stood up.

Helen came over, a smug, knowing smile on her face as she bent over and pushed Ethan’s fat cock pacifier in his mouth. Squeezing the bulb, she ejaculated a huge batch of Ethan’s own accumulated semen from previously into his mouth, putting an abrupt end to his protestations as he gagged and struggled to swallow it.

“Maybe in two more months, you’ll be ready to cum,” Megan giggled.

Ethan was too busy gulping down the thick, creamy load in his throat as Helen pulled his diapers down and began putting his chastity device back on. His little penis twitched helplessly as she carefully eased the urethra tube down his short, stubby shaft and positioned the cap-cage over the head of his penis. In no time, the she mated the cage with the cuff ring, compressing his little nub and locking it securely in place once again.

“There you are, sissy. All safe and secure,” she grinned evilly at him.

Ethan shook his bunched up fists in miserable frustration, knowing that once again, Nana had defeated him and successfully prevented his orgasm.

She giggled with glee, looking into his angry face just as he was forced to swallow yet more of his own cum.

“Aww, poor little sissy. You wanted to cum like a real man but you just can’t, huh?” she teased him.

Ethan wanted to say something in his defense but with his mouth stuffed with fat cock, all he could do was to whimper unintelligibly.

“Well, lets get you back into your sissy pampers where you belong,” she said as she began preparing a fresh set of fluffy soft diapers for him, “You leave the orgasms to real men like Frank, and he’ll leave the wet diapers and plastic panties to you.”

THE END

[adultbabystories]

Sticky Pants - Part A

When someone sees you, he may think you started to wear diapers because you wet yourself. Now it may be true, but it’s not why you started. It’s not why Daddy decided to make this translation for you, whether you liked it or not. 

Daddy had enough of catching you touching yourself. When you were alone. When he was in the house and you were in another room. Even once when there were guests in the house and you forgot to lock the bathroom door. One gentleman only wanted to wash his hands after dinner and he had to watch you being naughty. Daddy had enough.

That gentleman told Daddy that from his experience, the best thing naughty boys need is to “Lock them up”, as you heard him telling Daddy that evening after the incident. 

A week after, Daddy called you to come sit next to him. He explained he was done with your behavior. He took down your shorts and tighty whities, and with a swift motion locked your flaccid penis.

“I knew small was the right size.” he chuckled and fisted your shoulder.

You were shocked and red from embarrassment. 

The chastity device, or as Daddy liked to call it, “Cage”, became your new reality. You were so horny but couldn’t do anything about it. You missed touching yourself so much. The frustration grew stronger every day. One morning you woke up to find out you had a wet dream. You panicked and threw away the underwear because you were afraid Daddy would find out. Since that morning, pre cum in your tighty whities was a regular thing. You couldn’t help it, it was just pouring out.

One evening the same gentleman who gave Daddy that horrible advice came to dinner again. When you sat in front of him, waves of shame and resentment were pulsing inside of you towards that man. You hated him for what he’d done to you. All those awful emotions were stirring up something inside of you and in your pants. You were throbbing in your cage. You couldn’t look at the man because when you did, your cage was closing on you even more. You asked to be excused from the table, which Daddy granted. When you were standing up, all of you were visible, including your gray sweatpants. 

“Awwww did your boy have an accident?” the man smiled.

“What?” Daddy asked as he was coming back from the kitchen.

“We got a clear case of ‘Sticky Pants’” the man laughed and pointed.

“Come here!” Daddy raised his voice at you.

You walked towards him. He took your wrist in his hand and lifted it so you won’t hide what happened. With his other hand, he swatted your rear, like you were just a bad boy. All that, in front of that man.

“What am I gonna do with you? Huh?! What I’m going to do with him? I knew you were ruining your tighty whities for a while now, isn’t it right? Such a bad boy, and in front of our guest.” Daddy was mad.

“Well, There is a solution for keeping Sticky Pants dry.” the man said and winked at you.

“I’m listening…” Daddy said as he sat down in his chair, forcing you to sit on his lap when you were on the verge of crying.

[thepaddedprofessional]

Spent after daddy filled me with his load and then plugged me and diapered me so it’d stay in all day.

[becomingbabyagainii]

Babies don’t cum!

One of my longest full length stories! With messy diapers, sissy dresses, chastity cages, a humiliating Mommy and a mean Daddy with lots of Sissy baby fun!

Free to read on my new blog, where stories and captions will never be taken down!

Babies Don’t Cum

I woke up in the same way that I had for the past month. My eyes half opened and my diaper full. I had been living with my girlfriend Jane f

[dreamyabdl]

You can’t tell I am wearing a pull up can you ???

[iyb-images]

[moments-of-ecstasy]

Dad’s mad.

[daddytoronto]

It’s cause he wore briefs. He should have been in something thicker and well padded.

[iskippy33028]

[daddytoronto]

Are you game to do this, for real, lil guy? 😈

[adultbabystories]

To other people, you and Daddy seem like any other gay couple. Meeting friends, attending music concerts, eating in restaurants, and doing all the adult activities. Nobody knows about what happens behind closed doors. It’s your own private thing.

A month ago you and Daddy went to a gay bar to have a few drinks and meet friends. The music played your favorite songs, and the vibe was awesome. So many hot guys around. Some had great faces, some great bodies, some even both. But there was that one guy, that one you couldn’t get your eyes off.

Maybe it was the drinks, but you said to Daddy out loud “Look at that guy! God what would I do to him…”

Daddy looked at you strangely. You never talked like that, and he never did as well. He shrugged and you both continued as usual.

A week from then you went out to the same bar. The music was great yet again, the drinks were great yet again. The vibe was right, the guys were hot, and then you saw that guy again over the bar. You couldn’t get your eyes off him. This time you said nothing, you felt like Daddy wouldn’t like it. You turned your head towards him and understood he saw you were looking at the guy. With a quick move, Daddy passed by you and walked around the bar and to the guy. You were in a bit of a shock, looking at Daddy talking to the guy. They were chatting, then laughing. After two minutes Daddy brought him your way.

“There now, meet John” Daddy introduced him to you.

“Hey?” you said awkwardly.

“Nice to meet you, we’ll chat another time cuz’ I have to go. Cheers.” John said and left in a rush.

“Hot guy right? Man, what will I do to him” Daddy said and winked.

Three weeks have gone by since then. It was a nothing special Friday night. Daddy decided to stay in for the night. No bars, no restaurants, no friends. It’s been a busy time lately and he thought it will be best for you to just stay in, having an early bedtime in your nursery. He thickly diapered you with a few overnight diapers, chose the biggest pacifier you had, and even locked your hands with mittens. Daddy wanted you to have the babyish night ever. He left the nursery’s door half open just before he went to watch a movie in the leaving room. It was still a bit early so you were just half asleep when you heard knocks on the door. You got paralyzed in your crib. This never happened. Nobody ever saw you as a baby, or even being around the house when you were babied. You sucked your pacifier anxiously. Daddy started to talk, then you heard the other person. You listen well. You couldn’t believe it, Daddy wouldn’t do it to you, it will be too much.

They talked and talked, then you heard footsteps that ended in Daddy’s bedroom, which was your bedroom not too long ago. Chatting turned to kissing sounds, then sucking sounds, then fucking sounds and moans. Daddy and the guy had amazing sex while you lay embolized in your crib. Hugging your teddy bear, you were too afraid to make even the smallest move so you wouldn’t make the slightest noise. You don’t want them to come over. You were overwhelmed. It was humiliating and degrading. You felt like Daddy used your words to degrade you inside your own home. You were so ashamed you started to sob silently, tears covered your face and pacifier gag.

The sex noises stopped and you heard the water running from the shower.

“Put on some clothes and bring your phone, I want you to meet someone” Daddy yelled.

‘No please’, you thought, ‘Don’t bring him here’.

Daddy came into the room, smirking, coming for the crib rails, he was about to put them down.

“Oh wow, what I did to him” he said, teasing you, choosing those exact words.

There he was, John, right behind him, holding up his phone, pointing at you, only the crib’s bars were hiding you.

None of them knew, because of your thick layered diapers, that you had the most raging hard-on ever. It started when you heard John’s voice an hour ago, you felt the diaper become sticky from oozing pre cum once you heard them fucking, crying made you even hornier, and then when he held his phone, recording you, after he had sex with your man, you thought you were about to cum.

Daddy just put his hand over your diaper and you released the biggest load ever into your waiting diaper. “Oh, hush now, you just came in your diaper after daddy had sex with someone else who’s taking humiliating pictures of you? It’s okay to keep on crying, Daddy knew what you needed”

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@bilbng86 's one comment led to something he couldn't ever imagine!

[princess-bobbi-gurl]

The dip shop.

This is awesome, all Abdl’s must watch lol

[keepingnddry]

It is awesome.

[diapersinhawaii]

Actually one of the greatest things this community has produced👌 super good job guys, I was laughing my padded rear off😂

[wetca18]

buzzzzzzz went the vibrator, firmly pressed against the front of adam’s soaked diaper. despite his humiliation, he found himself grinding, almost against his will, into the toy. it had been a week since his boyfriend/daddy had let him cum, and it felt too good to try to pull away.

“you want to cum, baby?” daddy asked

lost in the haze of pleasure, adam moaned. “yes daddy.

“you know the rules,” said daddy. “if you cum, no change until the morning. you’ll have to sleep in that diaper.”

adam knew this, of course, but it felt too good, he was too close to finishing to stop now. “please” he moaned. his dick was rock hard inside of his diaper now, and he humped the vibrator without abandon. a bit of drool dripped from the side of his mouth.

when he came he groaned with pleasure, a deep animalistic sound. he could feel the cum dripping into his diaper, mixing with this pee, and his breathing was heavy as he collapsed onto his bed. he passed out almost immediately.

of course, his oversoaked and unchanged diaper would leak when he wet his bed overnight, but he had made his choice and now he had to live with the consequences.

[babybobbysstories]

A Surprise of Chastity

My walk home from school was uneventful. It's true, I had had a little accident in my last class, when Kelly Bell started teasing me. She was one of those totally hot cheerleaders that was way, way, out of my league and when she started calling me a sissy, I accidentally leaked a little bit into my trainers. Now, its true I may not be the most macho guy out there, but I'm not a sissy! Okay, so I'm a little nerdy, hanging out with my friends (all of both of them) in the chess club, and it's true, no girls would take a second look at me. And maybe I am a little skinny, and, I suppose, the glasses don't help either. Oh, and then there's the whole bedwetting thing.

Ever since I could remember, I've had difficulty keeping my bed dry, and my mom eventually gave up on changing my wet sheets and she started putting me in diapers and plastic panties. That solved the bed linen problem (although she still kept a vinyl waterproof mattress cover over my bedding just to be sure), although it did little for my self esteem.

My mom got frustrated with my lack of progress and she began putting me in my night time diapers in the afternoon as soon as I got home from school. But they were so thick and bulky that there was no way I could hide them under my regular clothes, so trying to maintain a social life was virtually impossible. I think she thought the shame of wearing them during the day would motivate me to get serious about ending my bedwetting but unfortunately, another event occurred about the same time that destroyed her plans--my puberty.

You see, my mom uses lots of fabric softener on my diapers so as a result, they have always been super soft and fluffy. As I started entering puberty, I learned about the joys of masturbation and found my diapers were absolutely perfect for that purpose. After I got home from school and my mom changed me into my diapers, I would go online, looking at women in pretty panties and play with myself, achieving an eye-crossing orgasm after only a minute or so. Fortunately for me, my mom never checked for that kind of "accident", otherwise I know she would have paddled me without hesitation.

But anyways....I've digressed.

After a few random incidents of damp underwear at school, my mom began making me wear trainers, which--to my relief--were much less noticeable than my diapers. So far, no one had caught on, at least, as far as I knew anyway. But I was still sensitive to being called a sissy, a name that was--more often than not--used to describe me at school. So when Kelly began teasing me and calling me a sissy, I guess the trauma made me lose control briefly and wet my trainers.

I really wasn't too worried about it. I knew my mom would probably scold me briefly, maybe slap my bottom, and then just pin me into my regular thick diapers.

When I got to my house, I was surprised to see a strange car parked in front that I didn't recognize. But I didn't think too much of it, and I went inside.

Setting my school books down and kicking my sneakers off, I closed the front door behind me, only to hear my mom's voice from down the hall.

"In here, Timmy," she called out to me from my bedroom.

Not suspecting anything, I made my way down the hall to where she was calling me. However, once inside, I got the shock of my life.

My mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, along with my usual set of diapers and plastic pants, but next to her was a stranger I'd never seen before. She was in her mid twenties and extremely pretty. With straight blond air and blue eyes that sparkled at me, she wore a snug pink halter top that was struggling to contain her big, luscious breasts. I gaped at the long line of cleavage disappearing into her top, even as she smiled up at me.

After my initial shock wore off, I immediately blushed bright red at the fact that this woman had obviously been told all about my diapers and wetting. To make matters worse, today's accident was only going to make me look more childish in her eyes, if that were even possible.

"Timmy, this is Ariel, from Chastity Services," my mom said as a way of greeting.

I looked at my waiting stack of diapers and over at Ariel who was still smiling prettily at me, expecting me to say something.

"Wha-what?" I stammered in a panic. Up until now, no one besides my mom was aware of my diaper wearing and bedwetting. Now, without any notice whatsoever, she had exposed me to this beautiful woman who seemed nothing but amused by me.

"Ariel knows all about your wetting problems, Timmy," she said as if reading my mind, "But that's not why she's here."

In my panic, I felt a stream of warm pee suddenly saturate the front of my trainers. Without plastic panties on, it was only a matter of time before it would leak through to my trousers. I shuffled my feet uncomfortably as I struggled to deal with this situation. I was so humiliated, I couldn't look her in the eye and my face only got redder by the second.

"Now, before we put you into your diapers, there's just a little business we need to take care of first," my mom told me.

My mouth dropped open, suspecting she was going to spank me, and I looked back at her in a panic.

"Bu-but I didn't do anything!" I wailed pitifully.

"Don't worry, honey, I'm not going to spank you, that is--unless you give us any trouble," she said ominously.

I didn't know what she meant by that, but before I could think any further about it, she began undoing my trousers. I tried to push her hands away but she just slapped them and continued with what she was doing.

In no time, the top button was undone and my pants were coming down, revealing the colorful cartoon characters of my trainers.

Right away, my mom spotted the big wet spot in front and her features creased, showing her anger and annoyance.

"Did you wet yourself at school again?" she said accusingly.

"I-I-I, um..." I stuttered incoherently.

I was so ashamed to be having this conversation in front of this super hot woman!

"Am I going to have to start putting you in diapers and plastic panties for school too?" she asked sharply.

"No mommy!" I blurted out, my eyes misting with tears, "It was an accident--honest!"

My mom shook her head and she sighed angrily, tugging my pants down and jerking them off my feet. My face and chest were blushing hotly as she tugged the wet trainers down, exposing my tiny, hairless genitals to this pretty stranger. She was staring at them intently and despite herself, she burst out giggling.

"I'm afraid Timmy isn't very impressive in that department either," she remarked to Ariel.

"Well, I just hope I have a device small enough for him," the blond woman replied as she began digging in her bag.

My mom began cleaning my crotch area with baby wipes as I stood there, completely mortified to be so totally exposed.

"I think maybe the Double S model might work, it was designed for boys that have been under hormone therapy and experienced a lot of shrinkage as a result," Ariel stated.

I was very confused by all this talk but in a moment, the pretty blond was reaching forward and gripping my small sack like it was fruit to be plucked from a tree. I tried to back away but I felt my mom's hand on my lower back forcing me forward.

"Timmy, this is for your own good," she said tersely, "You can either cooperate or take a trip over my lap for a well deserved spanking."

I gulped at the thought of being paddled in front of this stunning woman but my little noodle shrunk back in apprehension.

In seconds, she had slipped a small, clear ring behind my sack and joined a few more pieces to complete the circle.

"Your mommy's told me all about your daily masturbating, Timmy," Ariel said matter-of-factly, although her announcement made me feel like someone had just poured ice water over my head, "And this little device will put a stop to it--once and for all."

Now true panic started to set in as I began grappling with what she had in mind for me.

"I-I-I don't do...th-that," I said, unable to actually say the shameful word aloud.

"We both know how baby soft your diapers are, and how tempted you are to play with yourself when wearing them," she continued, "this will make sure you use your diapers for their intended purpose, instead of masturbating in them."

I was so shocked I couldn't utter a sound. And all this time, I thought I had been fooling my mom!

Being very businesslike, Ariel squirted a little baby oil on the palm of her hand, and quickly coated my diminutive wiener with it. I squirmed and fidgeted, not liking the way this was headed. At the same time, I couldn't help but gaze down her top, at her two big, beautiful melons, jiggling within her thin top.

I had little time to enjoy the view. In seconds, she was positioning a very stubby, penis-shaped tube of clear plastic before my quivering noodle.

"Say hello to your new best friend," Ariel smirked, "This is what all little sissy boys need." Her jibe stung me to the core, perhaps because in my heart of hearts, I knew there was some truth to it.

"No," I whimpered weakly, unable to stop what was happening to me.

Ignoring my protest, she slipped the tube over the head of my penis and slid it all the way up. My wiener completely filled the small tube and it was just now dawning on me that there would be absolutely no room for growth or any kind of erection.

I shuffled my feet and shook my hands in protest, as if that was going to change anything.

"B-but, for how long am I going to have to wear it?" I whined.

"Get used to it, Timmy," my mom replied, "Because that's staying on permanently. You've shown that you can't be trusted when you're alone and this device will make sure you'll always be a good little boy."

With those words, Ariel slipped a small lock through the pin and snapped it shut, imprisoning my tiny penis forever.

Stamping my feet in frustration, I grasped the plastic contraption and jerked it hard, trying to remove it.

"Oww!" I cried, realizing I was only hurting myself.

"And if I find that you've tampered with that in any way--you'll get the spanking of your life," my mom warned me with a menacing wag of her finger.

I wiped away the tear that had trickled down my face as my mom took my hand and sat my bottom unceremoniously down on the soft stack of waiting diapers.

Ariel was looking down at me now, clearly satisfied that another of her male victims had been defeated and made permanently chaste. I looked away as I fought back tears of frustration--how unfair life was! My mom wasted no time, lifting me by my ankles to smear a thick coating of sticky Desitin across my bottom cheeks.

"I think you're my first customer that's still wearing diapers," Ariel observed with a smirk. My face burned red with embarrassment--I had never felt so humiliated in my entire life!

My mom powdered my generously, even more so than usual until a fragrant cloud surrounded me, reminding me further of my infantile status. Taking a pink clown-headed safety pin, she drew the two thick corners together and pinned them shut, followed by the other side.

Ariel bent over slightly and gently rubbed the fat, bulky front of my diapers.

"Well, those certainly are soft," she remarked, "I can see now why you were so tempted to play with yourself. This must have been every sissy's dream." Despite my utter shame, I couldn't help but stare at her big beautiful breasts, so huge and round before me. I had never been this close to such a total babe before and her body was like that of a stripper's. My little penis tried to expand downwards in the chastity tube but was prevented from doing so by the lack of any room to spare. Despite my obvious attraction to her, she continued to tease me while my mom positioned my plastic panties before my feet. "Does baby need his pacifier now?" Ariel asked in a syrupy voice intended for toddlers.

I squirmed and whimpered weakly as my mom snaked the crackly pair of white nursery print baby panties up my skinny legs. "Up," she said simply as the vinyl panties reached up to the top of my thighs. I lifted myself to allow her to tug the panties up and around the bulky cloth surrounding me. As she did, I glanced up at Ariel who was looking down at me with a smug, superior smile. I blushed all over again and whimpered as my mom made her final adjustments, running her fingers around the elastic waistband to make sure all the soft Birdseye cotton was contained inside. Standing me up, she forced me to face Ariel even as my cheeks and chest burned with shame.

"Well, my work is done here," she said as she stared at me with her piercing blue eyes, "But just look at you..." Her voice had taken on a condescending tone and I shriveled inwardly before her gaze. "You're a bedwetting sissy who still needs diapers and plastic panties like a little baby. "Your mommy should have locked up that tiny thing of yours a long time ago.

“But I guess, better late than never. I'll bet all your little sissy friends are chronic masturbators too, aren't they?"

I was so ashamed I couldn't even open up my mouth to respond.

"I'm going to get their names from your mommy and you can bet that they'll be wearing the same chastity device as you before the month is over." I gulped hard and shivered with fear at the humiliation and shame my two friends would soon be suffering from. Even more so, since I was certain that she'd be telling them all about me when she did it to them. Looking at this gorgeous, confident woman, I could easily believe she was capable of everything she said.

Standing up, it was only then that I realized just how tall she was. In her stiletto heels, she towered over me, and I felt totally inferior looking up at her. Wearing my thick diapers and nursery print baby pants certainly didn't help.

"Enjoy your diapers and plastic panties, Timmy," she said as she reached down and patted my thickly padded seat, "You certainly deserve them."

THE END

[nomorepantsforme]

ABDL Chastity & Diaper Punishment Board Game

This is my latest creation for faproulette.co.

You can find it there via the following link: https://www.faproulette.co/40692/abdl-chastity-diaper-punishment-board/

If you have any suggestions for further improvements, please let me know.

[babybobbysstories]

Reunion With an Ex-girlfriend

Reunion with an Ex-girlfriend

"Come in, come in," Stephanie said, keeping her voice purposely low, "He's taking his nap now, so he has no idea you're here."

Tessa, tall, brunette, and very pretty, strode through the front door, being careful not to let her high heels click too loudly on the wooden parquet floor. Her figure-hugging skirt looked sexy, yet businesslike, and her fitted top revealed that she was a woman that men looked twice, and then three times at.

"Is he really wearing diapers?" she asked incredulously, still not quite prepared to believe what her new friend had told her.

Stephanie smiled, "You'll see soon enough...come down the hallway, but don't let him hear you--I want him to be completely surprised when he sees his ex-girlfriend in the flesh."

The lighter haired woman stopped at a door and slowly, carefully and quietly pushed it open, her smile increasing as she spied her boyfriend sleeping across the room. Standing aside, she beamed at Tessa and allowed her to take in the unique decor of the room.

It looked exactly like a baby girl's nursery, with a pink dresser, changing table, stuffed animals and dollies, and a bookshelf filled with childish coloring books. The afternoon sun shone strongly through the single window in the room, despite the gauzy pink and white curtains that were pulled closed. Nursery print wallpaper surrounded the room and a large pink crib dominated the corner.

It was in that piece of over-sized furniture, that Tessa's shocked face beheld Conrad, her former boyfriend. Hardly able to believe her eyes, she quietly and tentatively stepped into the room, the subtle but distinct smell of stale pee making her cute nose crinkle distastefully.

The two of them moved over to the edge of the crib and looked down at the sleeping occupant, oblivious to the audience he now had standing above him.

Sometime during his nap, he had pushed the baby blankets aside, and he lay there now, peacefully sucking his thumb in slumber.

Tessa stifled a giggle as she looked down on the prone form of her former boyfriend. He was wearing a fuzzy white and pink, short-sleeved, fleece top that came down just past his navel, but what really grabbed her attention were the bulging fat diapers and colorful nursery print plastic panties now fully exposed around his hips. He looked every part the innocent baby toddler, soundly asleep with his pretty pampers humiliatingly revealed.

Giggling to herself, Tessa quickly dug in her purse and eagerly took out her cell phone. With a few keystrokes, she brought up the camera function and immediately began snapping pictures of the big sissy sleeping blissfully beneath her, making sure she got his face in the shots.

Stephanie reached down and carefully slide a finger inside the leg holes of his plastic panties. Quickly withdrawing her finger, she rubbed them together, indicating the wetness she'd discovered.

"Soaking wet," she whispered, a conspiratorial smile on her beautiful face.

Tessa shook her head in disbelief, taking two more pictures to satisfy herself. Then Stephanie silently motioned them out, closing the door quietly behind her.

"We'll talk in the dining room," she told her new friend quietly.

The two of them tip-toed down the hall and into the dining room, which was some distance from the nursery.

"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes," Tessa remarked with astonishment as she scrolled through the pictures on her phone she'd just taken, "How did you find me?"

"Oh--that wasn't too difficult. I just went through Conrad's contact list and I saw your number there."

"Okay--you've gotta tell me how this whole thing started. I mean--I thought he was a perv and all, but I never figured he was some sort of big baby," Tessa explained in a rush.

"Well as I'm sure you know, sex with him was never very good."

"I'll say," Tessa quickly agreed, "Pathetic, would be a better description."

"Thank you. Yes--I couldn't have said it better. I can't tell you how many times he came after only thirty seconds of thrusting inside me. It was bad enough I could barely feel him, but then to have him lose it after less than a minute..."

"--Believe me--I know," Tessa interjected, "Thank god, I don't have to deal with that anymore."

"Well anyway...I think it was about six months ago that I found his secret baby stash; plastic pants, diapers, pins, baby powder, all kinds of weird stuff. Once I got over the initial shock--it all kinda started making sense to me. He didn't want to be a man--he wanted to be a big baby, free of any responsibilities."

Tessa was nodding her head slowly in understanding.

"That was when I decided to give him just what he wanted--a nursery fit for a big sissy baby--all of it being paid for with his credit cards, of course.

"He was overjoyed at the beginning, thinking he was in masturbation heaven--that is, until I decided to get him fitted for a nice, secure chastity device. Unfortunately for Conrad--that put an abrupt end to his ability to play with himself. Finally, he had all the soft, fluffy diapers and sissy outfits he ever wanted, but no way to satisfy himself," Stephanie chuckled.

"Now I leave the keys at work so there's no chance he can get out unless I decide."

Tessa clapped her hands and giggled with glee.

"How often do you let him out?" she asked.

"Once a month, if he's good. I unlock his device and let him cum in his baby diapers--he looks absolutely ridiculous, rubbing himself like a horny toddler. But after one orgasm, its right back into his chastity cage for another month.

"Last time, he got sassy with me so I added another month to his lock up time."

Tessa smiled with admiration and satisfaction.

"But what about you?" she suddenly asked, the realization hitting her that the situation being described hardly sounded mutually satisfying.

"Oh, don't worry. Once Conrad got his nursery--I immediately started dating other men. I mean--after pinning him into his diapers and pulling his plastic panties up, it was impossible to take him seriously as a man anymore, you know?

"He didn't like it at first but I have a paddle I keep in his room that I use for occasions when he tries to stand up to me. I just yank his diapers down and put him over my lap. After ten swats--he's bawling like a baby but I make sure he gets a full five minutes so he really learns his lesson."

Tessa nodded her head in agreement with Stephanie's methods.

"Serves the big sissy right."

"I thought you'd approve," her friend replied, "Of course...I don't know what your relationship was like with him...he described you as a total bitch to me...but I'd bet you have some grievances of your own to settle with him."

Tessa's pretty features darkened as she imagined her pathetic former boyfriend making up all manner of stories to justify how their relationship had ended.

For Tessa, his ridiculous attempts to try and fulfill his manly duties in bed had been quite enough. With her looks and body, she had no difficulty whatsoever trying to attract men and she was far too young to let her life be wasted by a sissy like Conrad.

"Anyway, thanks for coming over to babysit him for me. I haven't seen my boyfriend for a week now and I can't wait get to his place, if you know what I mean," she said with a mischievous wink, "I may not be home tonight."

"No worries," Tessa said, smiling pleasantly again, "I have an old score to settle with Conrad and I brought my stuff for an overnight just in case."

"Great--I'll let you know later on tonight what we plan to do," Stephanie told her, "And now...should we wake up our little bedwetter?"

An evil smirk crossed Tessa's face.

"Oh yes."

Walking back down the hallway, the two of them entered Conrad's nursery and Stephanie unlatched the side of his crib, lowering the rail. With a sharp slap on his thickly diapered bottom, Stephanie woke the sleeping sissy out of his dreams.

"Time to wake up, baby boy," she announced.

Conrad's naturally long eyelashes fluttered open and he slowly focused on his beautiful girlfriend, only to see her step aside and reveal the tall, pretty brunette standing behind her. His mouth dropped open in shock and recognition and he gasped with horror.

"Wha-what are y-you doing here?" he stammered in a panic.

Tessa stood over him, her hands on her curvy hips, a look of smug superiority on her face.

"Well hello, Conrad--or should I say baby Conrad," she sneered derisively.

The diapered sissy's face flushed beet red as his eyes darted from Tessa to Stephanie, and then back to Tessa again. He grabbed the blankets in a futile attempt to hide himself but Stephanie wasn't having it. With a firm grip, she hauled him out of the crib and stood him before his tall, imposing ex-girlfriend. With her free hand, she smacked his thickly diapered seat which landed a dull thud.

Tessa suppressed a giggle. Stephanie looked just like an angry mother chastising her errant child.

"Is there something you want to tell Mommy?" she asked.

It was obvious from her tone of voice that this was a ritual of some sort that they practiced upon his waking up.

Conrad's cheeks blazed with humiliation as he stared down at the floor, unable to look his pretty ex-girlfriend in the eye.

"Come on sissy--what do you say," Stephanie prodded him.

Conrad let out a nervous breath, his shame overwhelming him.

"I-I can't," he whined.

"Say it. Or you'll say it over my lap," Stephanie warned him, her voice taking on a cutting edge.

Conrad shuffled his feet, the blushing making his ears and chest red.

"I...I wet my d-diapers," he stammered under his breath.

"Speak up, sissy," Stephanie said as she reached over to pick up a fierce looking wooden paddle hanging from a peg on the wall.

"I-wet-my-diapers," he blurted out, the humiliation practically crushing him.

Tessa shook her head, both amazed and disgusted at his display of self degradation.

Setting down the paddle, Stephanie pushed him down onto the changing table, a large, vinyl covered surface with playful nursery characters decorating the surface.

"I'm going out on a date tonight, so Tessa here has graciously agreed to babysit you," she said as he began peeling his clinging plastic panties off his sopping wet diaper.

"B-babysit??" Conrad stuttered nervously.

"That's right, sissy boy," Tessa interjected, "You see--just like me, your girlfriend here isn't satisfied with a bedwetting pansy like you--she needs a real man tonight."

Pulling his damp plastic panties off his feet, Stephanie tossed them into the nearby diaper pail.

"So this evening, while I'm in bed with my boyfriend, you'll be taken care of by Tessa...if I were you, I wouldn't do anything to piss her off."

Conrad bit his lip so hard he almost drew blood.

Meanwhile, Stephanie removed his pee-soaked diapers and deposited them in his diaper pail as well, cleaning him up with some baby wipes.

Seeing his chastity device for the first time, Tessa bent down and grasped the small pink cage that was imprisoning his little penis, looking at it carefully.

"So this is a chastity device, I've never seen one before...Looks like money well spent," she remarked.

The contraption was only about an inch in length and it bent his small shaft downwards at angle, guaranteeing against any erections.

"Definitely," Stephanie agreed, squeezing a large glob of diaper rash cream in her hand, "A sissy like Conrad should never have free access to his pee-wee."

Tessa shook her head at the man she used to date.

"Just look at you--your girlfriend is about to go out on a date with another guy and here you are, with your little shrimp dick locked up and getting your wet diapers changed like a baby.

"Could you be any more pathetic??"

The object of their scorn looked away, tears threatening to tumble down his cheeks.

Taking a firm grasp of his ankles, Stephanie unceremoniously swung them up over his head and smeared the cream across his bottom, leaving a sticky white layer across his cheeks. With her other hand, she positioned a fresh stack of fluffy white diapers underneath his rump.

"Here you are, Pamper Princess," she said mockingly as she powdered his front area and pulled the thick cloth up between his legs, "A fresh set of diapers for mommy's little bedwetter."

Conrad felt crushed with shame, getting changed like a helpless infant before these two beautiful women.

"Tell me, Conrad--is being a big baby everything you thought it would be?" his ex-girlfriend asked scornfully.

The sissy bowed his head, too mortified to be able to reply. To be sure, he was certainly regretting now the day his girlfriend found his secret stash of baby items.

Stephanie shook out a pair of yellow nursery print plastic panties and positioned them before his anklet covered feet.

"Here you are baby--your favorite plastic panties--do you think Tessa will think they're cute?"

Conrad blushed a deeper shade of red but said nothing.

"What do you think," she asked Tessa as she snaked them up her sissy's skinny legs, "Do any of your new boyfriends wear these?"

Tessa laughed contemptuously.

"Not hardly."

"You see--Tessa only sleeps with real men--not big babies like you," she explained as she tugged the plastic panties up and over his fat, bulky diapers.

Standing up, Stephanie dusted her hands together.

"Well--I think you can take over from here, I'm going to get going."

"Oh yes, I've got everything I need," Tessa said somewhat mysteriously.

Stephanie took a tube of lipstick from her pocket and unrolled it, sliding it across her full, luscious lips as she checked herself in the mirror over Conrad's pink dresser.

"If you need anything, just give me a call," she said as she smacked her lips together.

Turning to face her deeply humiliated boyfriend, she wagged her long nailed finger at him in warning.

"And you better be on your best behavior, Mister, or your bottom will pay the price," she told him as she gathered her things and made ready to leave.

Conrad gulped with anxiety.

The two women exchanged hugs and then Stephanie left, leaving the two of them alone in his nursery.

As soon as they heard the front door close, Tessa stepped over to the wall where the paddle was hanging from the peg. Picking it up, she smacked it hard against the open palm of her hand.

Looking her diapered ex-boyfriend squarely in the eye, she stood up straight and proud, her legs slightly apart in a commanding stance.

"I think you and I have a little unfinished business to settle."

THE END

[dipsandlife]

Amazing AB/DL Blogs and Where to Find Them

dA while ago, I answered someone who asked if I could recommend more ABDL blogs here on Tumblr. Since my post received lots of likes but is a bit outdated by now, I decided to provide another (most likely incomplete) overview for all of you diaper-weirdos out there.

All blogs are of course exclusively run by and about adults.

If your blog is not included but you wish to be added, please send me a PM and which category you would like to see your blog added to. Keep in mind you need to be a content creator, just re-blogging is not enough.

Some of the blogs are mentioned in several categories.

Blogs mentioned have been active within the last few months.

No blogs with mainly commercial interests.

Let’s start with …

Girls living their best 24/7-diapered life (… or at least wear and enjoy their diapers a lot):

@onemoretime-99

@asiandiapeecutie

@diapertrainingashley

@diaperedlexi

@misspandapants

@diaperlexi

@blackrasbaby

@babyfluffybutt

@bitsybunbun

@fetishalex1900

@soggystrawberry

@kayleeheartkins

@little-lucy-morningstar

@lilbabyfae

@ann277

@yesyouneeddiapers

@serah-in-diapers

@diaperedlilgirl

@dainty-dollette

@maggiecaps

@littlefroganddaddy

@fairyprincessjess

@lolita-in-the-mist

@daddyslittlesnugglebunny2

@iamprincessbabyluna

@lil-ariel-and-daddy

@dominanovem

@littlesiren-song

@reagansweetsxo

@mutineer123 ( @consecratedbelle )

@daddysdreamydollie

@sweetasme

@jejes-world

@daddy-and-hislittlegirl

@littlegirlanddaddy

@akinkycouple

@werenotadulting

@cumpliantly

@josiedl

@littlehunnybee

@wildishbambinaa

@diapergirlfaye

@lolaandthensome

@kittenwears

@ma-diapercouple

@padded-princess

@cutelilbutterfy

@prinz34

@hi-its-babygirlcora

@paddedfordaddy

@littlefina

@littleskittle19

@laura-iwittlesissybabys-weird

@monsieur–s

@nicasnursery

Mommys who know how to make sure that their littles are properly diapered:

@mommykandbabylove

@ickymommy

@badbehaviorxx

@foxiemystique ( @missfoxiemommy )

@themissvee

@bbboyandsnacktress

@begoodformommy

@bebadformommy

@mommy-wants-to-play

@mommyandme1

@babygirlandmommy496

Amazing AB/DL story writers, either as single/multi-part stories or captions:

@all4thedips

@deeperdiaperdesire

@maggiecaps

@boysrbabies

@paddedlittleparadise

@3yobbg-2

@helplesslyregressed

@crinklyfantasiescr

@infantilebliss

@quietlyhumiliated

@diapergirlstories

@wittl3sissybaby

@bby-kimmy

@mellowsadistic2

@regressionrevolution

@2sissy2christi

@dprdom

@picfab

@thediaperedathlete

@alteredstates14

@omnomnomdomcaps

@moodxxl

@nannychloetales

Tips & tricks on how to enjoy the AB/DL world (e.g. diaper training, wearing at work, …):

@kali-is-an-abdl

@serah-in-diapers

@diapertrainingashley

German community:

@windelerziehung-abdl

@windelgeschichten-abdl-captions

@deletedtom

@windelgirl32

@littlefroganddaddy

@prinz34

@temporarilyunavailable-404

@tamagottchy

@mamilena

@littlegirlanddaddy