I am just your normal guy who have a thing for seeing girls in wet and sometime messing diapers. I am 31 and daddy dom. Not a slave!!!
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When you're fucking someone that has to piss, hearing them whine about how they can't hold it, each thrust hitting right up against their poor aching bladder
But you don't stop, oh no, hearing the broken moans only spur you on, pounding into them harder and harder until you hear that final embarrassed squeak leave their lips as the first spurt comes out
They try so hard to stop, their muscles tightening and fluttering as much as they can but it's not enough when you're hammering into them mercilessly, small spurts turning into a stream, and a stream turning to a gush as they moan and finally relieve all that pent up pressure
They're so lost in the relief that they don't realize how close they are, their hips bucking back onto you further until suddenly they're cumming around you, the climax hitting them like a ton of bricks. You follow suit soon after, stilling your hips and burying yourself deep inside them, filling them up nice and full
Then, of course, there are lots of cuddles and aftercare as you fall asleep in each other's arms😩❤️
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Diaper girl poop
More content my TG channel - https://t.me/+N3yRpLp-7UZlNGY1
More content my TG channel - https://t.me/+N3yRpLp-7UZlNGY1
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hello! i'm Em, a 29 year old life long abdl, bedwetter and lover of photography. it was time for a fresh start on tumblr (and maybe a fresh diaper?? but idk about that 😅) so i'm making a new blog for the first time in years!
come say hi! i love meeting new people and taking photos, so expect lots and lots of full diapers to grace your tumblr feed ☁️
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Princess had messed her nappy and Daddy told her it was time for a diaper change. But she had become so entrenched in little space that she resisted getting changed. She was acting completely like a toddler. She would rather run around in a poopy diaper than get cleaned up. Princess was also trying to get a rise out of Daddy and make him annoyed...acting up to see what he would do. Daddy let her have her fun but as princess started acting sillier and sillier, Daddy started recording her. Almost as if she was putting on a show (or out of spite) Princess bends over, wiggles her visibly poopy bottom, sits down in her own mess, and squishes it in all over the floor. Daddy found this both humorous and adorable. Princess was expecting a punishment but got nothing of the sort. She was acting like a complete baby, and Daddy loved every second of it. Despite this, Daddy realized he had a major clean up job on his hands when it finally came time to administer her diaper change.
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sooooo i have this discord server if anyone would like to join? it’d be nice to have a small chatting safe place with people from tumblr- centered around abdl and suuuch. hmu if interesteddd!
alsssooo; morning checkies

ps: i swear it’s not my fault cranberry juice taste so good in the wee hours of night.
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Abdl bucket list!
One day when I was just 3 daddy had to go into the office. I promised him I could stay home and behave myself. But daddy said I was too little to be left alone and I’d have to go to the babysitter for the day.
Daddy holds my hand all the way to the door and rings the bell. It’s Miss Lisa and she’s always mean to me. I’m clung to daddy and begging him not to leave me, the tears begin welling in my eyes. Miss Lisa takes me by the hand, pulling me apart from daddy. She sits me in the play room. I’m supposed to play with the other little ones but they won’t share their coloring books with me. I pull one away, trying to play with it but Miss Lisa scolds me for not asking nicely. She makes me stand in the corner for not playing nice. By lunch time Ive noticed I have to go potty. Daddy and I have been working on potty training at home, and he usually trusts me to wear my pull ups during the daytime. Then before I even know it I accidentally flood my pull up. It’s leaking and my bum feels all icky and wet. I try to cover my bum and hide but Miss Lisa holds me by my arm making me turn around to see what I’m hiding. She sees a very wet bum. My eyes remain on the ground as she scolds me and then right there in the kitchen with all the littles around she pulls down my pants, then my pull off and begins wiping me clean. All the while she is scolding me and reminding me that I’m still a baby. When I’m all cleaned up she turns me around and spanks my bum while reminding me that little girls who have accidents will wear diapers. After being put in the corner, bare bum, Miss Lisa makes a warm bottle and takes me by the hand upstairs. She lays me on the change table and securely tapes me up. I’m not very happy with these diapers and I immediately begin whining and telling her my daddy won’t like this. My daddy does pull ups. My daddy.. my daddy.. my daddy. She puts me in the crib, lays me down and covers me with the softest pink blanky. She hold the warm bottle to my mouth and tells me to drink up my milk before naptime. I quickly become sleepy, she pops paci in my mouth and I’m sound asleep…. Until I hear the doorbell ring. It’s daddy! I jump straight up and Miss Lisa comes to help me out. I run straight to daddy, jumping into his arms, practically toppling him over. Let’s go let’s go I tell him, as I try to hurry him out the door. Not quick enough, Miss Lisa tells him all the trouble I caused today. Daddy looks at me with those “disappointed” eyes and tells Lisa he will deal with me at home. Daddy buckles me into the back seat, saying babys don’t get to ride in the front. On the drive home he lets me know how disappointed he is and begins explaining that I will be kept in diapers for a month to try and curb this behaviour. Hopefully another month will help you learn to appreciate your pull ups.
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Ellie stood outside the bathroom pulling on the door knob, begging the two little girls she was babysitting to let her in. Ellie had agreed to play ‘house’ with the Naomi who was five years old along with her older sister Katie, 14, and Katie’s friend Lily. When Ellie agreed to be the baby of the family, she thought nothing of it. The girls all laughed together as their babysitter walked out of the bathroom wearing one of Naomi’s old pull-ups. However, the game took an unexpected turn at the hands of the two older girls. Katie and Lily thought it would be funny to give Ellie a juice bottle laced with laxatives. Ellie slurped it down, giggling and playing into the role as the baby. Katie and Lily chuckled to themselves just waiting for the laxatives to kick in. A half hour passed when Ellie, who was staring to get bored with the game felt a slight clench in her stomach.
“Alright girls, what do you say we go watch a movie downstairs. Your mom should be home any minute now. I’m going to use the bathroom real quick. Katie, wanna go pick out a movie?”
“Sure thing baby Ellie! What are you thinking? Sesame Street?”
“Very funny…you can stop with the baby talk now. We are done playing…hey wait a sec. Why is the bathroom locked?”
“Why do you care? Babies like you aren’t old enough to use the bathroom!”
“Ya little girl, why do you think we put you in a pull-up?”
“Knock it off you two. I’m being serious. Katie, unlock the bathroom NOW!”
“What’s the matter Ellie? That bottle of ‘special juice’ must have gone right through you!”
The clench in Ellie’s stomach began to grow, making her need to unlock the bathroom door critical. She moved her hands to her gurgling stomach with a slightly bent over posture.
“What do you mean special juice? WHAT DID YOU DO?”
“Oh nothing, just mixed a triple dose of laxatives into your baby bottle!”
“Katie, open this door right now!”
“Awww look everyone, the little baby of the house is trying to be a big girl like the rest of us!”
“It’s ok Ellie, you can use your diaper. That’s what it’s there for!”
Ellie could feel herself losing the battle as she turned towards the bathroom door and began aggressively shaking the door knob, pounding on the door. “LET ME IN, PLEASE!”
The girls couldn’t control their laughter watching their babysitter’s humiliating and childish display of begging to be let into the bathroom while wearing a diaper, but then the laughter stopped. Ellie groaned once more before moving her hands from her stomach and pressing them both against the back of her diaper as hard as she could.
“ooohhh..OAAOHHH….no no, please NOO!!” She screamed as the pressure in her bowels became too much to handle.
Ellie squatted down with tears in her eyes as she loaded her pull-up with an infantile mush of poop, right outside of the locked bathroom door. She dropped into a deeper squat, butt facing up right towards the girls as she continued to explode into her now sagging pull-up diaper. She cried as the humiliating load flowed into the 22 year olds diaper. Without thinking, Ellie stood back up, pushing the mess inside her diaper down the bottom of her diaper and up the front.
Humiliated, she turned around to the shock and laughter of all three girls. It was at the moment, she heard the front door open, “GIRLS? I’m home!” She yelled as Ellie could hear her footsteps heading down the stairs.
“Wheww! It smells like someone had an accident. Naomi, why don’t you head to your room. Let me pay Ellie real quick and then I’ll be in to change you.”
“Im so sorry Ellie. Naomi hasnt had a stinky accident in months. Oh you even found her old pull-ups, perfect!” Their said mother walked into the room, before realizing what had happened.
“Actually mom…” Katie started before her mother laid eyes on the babysitter she had hired for the night.
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?! Why are you wearing one of my daughter’s diapers?”
“We were playing house and they wanted me to wear….” Ellie said before she was cut off
“AND IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE NEEDS A CHANGE! Not only did you STEAL one of my five year old’s diapers, you SHIT IN IT!”
“It wasn’t my fault, I promise! Katie fed me laxatives and locked the bathroom door!”
“Look, I really don’t care if you still wear diapers. But LYING about it to my face is unacceptable!”
“I DONT NEED TO WEAR DIAPERS, I PROMISE!”
“She’s lying mom! That’s not even the first accident she’s had tonight! Me and Lily have had to change her SOAKED pull-ups three times already!”
“Wowww. So I hire you to babysit my daughters, and THEY are the ones who end up changing YOUR diapers?…ya I don’t think this gonna work for me Ellie. Why don’t you just head home. That dirty diaper of yours is starting to STINK UP my house.”
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Weekend fun , couldn’t be any fuller. Slept all night messy
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Usually, the one in diapers is in a submissive role. How humiliating, diapers at your age, and all that.
But today's mood is different, and more dominant! Today I feel lazy... I don't want to go to the potty. I want to make someone else deal with it! They can deal with all the wet or maybe even messy diapers. They do all the work of changing me. They're here to take care of me!
They might be a cute parent, but could also be a nanny, babysitter, or even maid - hired to put up with all my brattiness, clean up my leaks, give me food or drinks whenever I want. They're here to spoil me.
Me? I'm a spoiled brat, who isn't potty trained because I was lazy and my parents never made me. Changing myself and fiddling with all those tapes and wipes? Sounds like work to me. And those wet and messy diapers are gross, I don't want to touch that. Bathrooms are gross anyway, I'm glad I don't have to deal with them.
Spanking? Maybe you'll get spanked for letting me leave a wet spot and not changing me in time. Discipline? That's what you need to serve me. If I ever get any diaper rash, I'm sure your butt will wind up feeling 10 times worse.
I'm a princess. You should feel deeply honored to get the privilege of touching me in my diaper areas. Everything had better smell clean and fresh down there!
(This is an old picture of mine to capture the mood)

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