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Stuffed

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spending the evening with your new Step-Dad. 

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Checking my uncle’s pull-ups, think he may need a change soon.

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After hours and hours of feeding one another the boys were finally ready to call it a night. They left the casinos restaurant and waddled their big butts all the way to their room where they undressed and spent the rest of the night rubbing their diaper bulges and swollen bellies. What a great way to spend the rest of their thanks giving weekend.

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@vodkacub and I rub our wet diapers together and talk about if we had a magic wand between us so we could shoot together in our diapers.

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padam padam 

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Age Regression therapy level 1: become diaper dependent, lose 80% of speech, loose coordination and some motor skills.

This a is an age regression therapy for retired athletes who can no longer win games and championships. Their minds are still fully conscious and are very much aware of what’s happening around them.

(Kink fantasy post)

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" See Carlos, you just have to make sure your peewee is pointing down when you wear your Pampers okay. Look at how my cock is pointing down........Your Dad says you keep playing with your peewee and thats whats causing all these diaper leaks and rashes. If you continue to make dummies in your Pampers we are going to have to put mittens on your hands again."

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Today you look like a cute baby boy. If someone walked in, he would see a perfect little baby boy, that knows his place around real men. A submissive precious tyke who is happily playing with his new favorite stuffed animal, while he waits for his man to change his wet diaper into a fresh one. 

Definitely a boy, certainly not a man. But it wasn’t always like this.

You gave your regressors a good fight at first. You hated the way they had begun to treat you. Like you are a boy who needed their special treatment. You tried to argue, you tried to yell, you tried to cry. All led to a firm bare bottom spanking. But they knew how to manipulate you, even how to turn you on, getting you to think you wanted to be treated as a boy. At some point, they made you come to the changing mat all by yourself. They used sexual pleasure as a tool, one thing led to the other, and you found yourself sexually excited by the baby treatment. Eventually, you loved it all. The diapers, the toys, the bottle, the pacifier, the clothing. But most of all, the way the treated you, how they teased you. One day, after you’ve been played with all day long, as a baby, and as a toy, they let you hump your diaper and make stickies while they watched a game. After they saw you came, one of them opened the diaper, cleaned you up, and while you were still hazed, he locked you in chastity. I took you by a total surprise. When you tried to protest, a pacifier was shoved into your mouth, and you were told to keep quiet or else. You knew better, and went silent, while your caged little penis was diapered again.

Today if someone will see you, he would just see the cute baby boy that they mold you to be.

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Some boys like @ladlylad-pupwindel need to learn their place in the hard way.

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“Hop on little one, up to your crib now,” Daddy said.

It was a warm summer evening and you wore nothing but a diaper and a T-shirt. Your night diapers were thick, so thick you could barely close your legs together. It was so thick you could barely hop into your crib.

You got used to your crib by now. The safety of the bars surrounding you as you sleep soundly. You are not getting in by yourself, and you are not getting out by yourself until Daddy says so. It was easier than deciding your bedtime and when you need to wake up. When the bars are going up, that’s when you are supposed to go to sleep. When Daddy lowers the bars, it means you need to get up. No need to think, no need to worry.

“Can’t get that big butt up there? Huh, bud?” he said and laughed, slapping your butt.

It was a game for him, teasing you every night like that. You still did it every night, climbing up. Yet every time he needed to make that remark. It was his way of being in control, of the situation, of you. He built this crib, he diapered you so thickly, he made you climb onto it. It was his situation, not yours, you are a pun in his fetish game.

You know that. You like that. You and your huge diaper butt climbed into the baby-themed crib, waited for him to put the rails up, and put you to sleep.

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lildamondb knows the drill already.

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I finally got to visit Daddy this month and we had lots and lots of fun together! On our last day together he diapered me up in the biggest diaper EVER and even let me make humpy stickies in it! Thank you Daddy!! You’re the best 🙈❤️

~🍼🐻💛~

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While other guys my age are spending Sunday doing housework or watching sports, I spent my morning playing with my toes in a very full diapee. But that doesn't mean I'm a baby, right?

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This is what a failed man looks like. Broken from years of diaper humiliation training, reduced to a whimpering mess, utterly controlled by the thick padding between his legs

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