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Diaper Change By The Woman Nextdoor

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Mother / Son Bonding Time

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She opened out the diaper unfolding it from its flat state, her fingers lingering on the crinkly material, ensuring.

"There," she said, almost purring. "Now let’s get you all set”.

“From now on, this will be your underwear, your potty, and..." Her grin turned even more mischievous, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "…..your only way of making stickies."

The way she said it, so smug, so intentionally pointed, sent a flush of humiliation through you.

She seemed to revel in your reaction, in the way your cheeks burned and your body shifted under her touch.

“Mmm, that's right," she continued, her tone dripping with condescension. "Forever. No more big boy privileges for you.”

“No potty, no proper underwear, no anything.”

“Just your cozy little diapers to handle everything."

She gave a mockingly sweet pat to the front, then stood back to admire her work, her expression almost giddy.

You are my forever little diaper boy from now on. Permanently diapered and permanently my submissive. Aren’t you a lucky little boy?

Image credit Diapered Online

Model Katarina

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Reasons Why ALL Boys Belong in Diapers

Boys are messy creatures. From their sticky fingers to their questionable aim in the bathroom, boys have never been good at keeping things clean. A diaper just simplifies the whole process—no more "oops, I missed" or "it was just an accident!"

Moms and girlfriends are already cleaning up after them. Ever noticed how boys conveniently “forget” how to do laundry, dishes, or pick up their own socks? They already expect someone else to handle their messes—diapers just make it official!

They think farting is funny. So let’s see how they like a full diaper. Boys love to giggle about their own gas, but let’s see how funny it is when there’s more than just air in their diaper. Oh, what's that? Suddenly it's "not so funny"? Thought so!

They have the attention span of a goldfish. Oh, look! A ball! A car! A flashing light! Boys get so distracted by the simplest things—who has time to actually remember to use the potty when there are way more important things to focus on? Best to keep them safely diapered so they don’t make a mess when they inevitably forget.

They have NO shame. Boys will scratch, burp, and do all sorts of gross things in public without a second thought. If they have no problem acting like babies in front of everyone, why not dress them like one too?

They never know when to stop playing. Boys will run around, roughhouse, and completely ignore their obvious potty signals until—oopsie! Too late! Rather than trusting them with big boy underwear (as if!), it’s just safer to keep them padded so they can go whenever they inevitably lose track of time.

They’re so lazy. Let’s be honest, even if a boy could make it to the potty, would he really want to? Getting up, stopping what he's doing, actually aiming—so much effort! It's just easier to let him go in his diaper like the helpless little thing he is.

They still act like babies, so they might as well wear what babies wear. Boys whine when they don’t get their way, throw tantrums over the smallest things, and sulk when they lose. If they’re going to act like fussy little toddlers, they should be dressed like one too—diapers included!

They hate being told what to do. Which makes it even more fun! The best part? They’ll huff and puff, but there’s nothing they can do about it. They can squirm all they want—at the end of the day, they’ll still be right where they belong: safely diapered.

Deep down, they know they belong in diapers. At the end of the day, all their silly protests and puffed-up bravado don’t change the truth—boys just aren’t meant for potty training. They’re much better off being padded, protected, and properly taken care of. And while that will never change, their diapers certainly will—again and again and again

Please reblog I you agree, that all boys should be in diapers 24/7! Thank you @all4thedips for your suggestions and help.

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“Are you ready, baby?”

You shifted nervously, twiddling your thumbs. You wanted this for as long as you could remember.

All you have to do is say yes.

“It’s okay to be nervous, little one. Mommy knows it’s the biggest little decision you’ll ever make.”

She wasn’t wrong. The post is written. If you hit send your life will never be the same. Everyone will know the truth.

You spit out your paci, letting it dangle from the clip. Your mouth is far too dry for it, anyway.

“S-scared, Mommy.”

“I know, honey. It takes a lot of courage to take a leap of faith, doesn’t it? But aren’t you ready to let go and embrace who you are?”

You nod meekly.

“Baby, look at me. Mommy will never, ever let anything happen to her special boy. You know that, right? Who cares what anyone thinks? You have Mommy! You’re safe with Mommy, wrapped in her love.”

“P-promise?”

“Pinky promise, hun. You belong to Mommy. You’re mine, forever and always. Mommy will take care of your every need and fix every problem. I’ll protect your sweet innocence from the big bad world, I promise. You’ll never have to pretend to be a big boy ever again.”

Your heart thumps in your chest, though you can’t tell if it’s from excitement—or fear.

One simple yes—just one—and you’ll never have to make another decision ever again.

You’ll get everything you ever wanted.

So why won’t your brain let your mouth say the word?

“All you need to do is surrender to Mommy, baby. Let the world know you are Mommy’s. Wholly and irrevocably mine. Mommy will take care of the rest. Your utter dependence on me is the greatest gift you can ever give me.”

“It is?”

“Of course it is! I love you, baby. More than you could ever understand. Do you know how proud I am to be your Mommy? How hard it is to hide the best part of you from everyone? I am the luckiest woman in the world!”

She’s proud of you?

You feel yourself stand a bit taller.

“Aren’t you tired of living a lie? Babies shouldn’t be going to work! Or paying bills. You’re too small for any responsibility. This isn’t the life you deserve! Let Mommy give you the life you always wanted. As Mommy’s forever baby.”

“Mommy will be your whole world. You’ll be free, baby. No more cell phones, no more social media, no adult TV, no more doomscrolling. Nothing but the joyful innocence of your nursery. Nothing but cuddles, bubble baths, and cartoons.”

“Mommy will take care of everything. Everything. You’ll be Mommy’s baby—and only Mommy’s baby. Mommy will keep your diapie clean, your belly full of nummies, and swaddle you in your crib every evening. Just like the baby you are.”

A smile spreads across your face, only to falter soon after.

“But Mommy…it’s not fair! You have to do everything and I…I...”

She walks over to you, wrapping you in a tight hug. The seat of your diaper crinkles as she rubs it.

“Sweetie, I want this. Nothing in this world makes me happier than caring for you. All I need is to hear your laughter as I blow raspberries on your tummy. To smell the baby powder wherever you waddle. To see the pure joy in your eyes as you live your authentic life!”

Tears trickle down your face. You instinctively hide your face.

“No, baby. Don’t hide your tears from Mommy. You’re my baby. Babies cry. You don’t need to be ashamed of your feelings anymore.”

You sniffle, eyes full of tears. “S-sorry, Mommy…”

“It’s okay, sweetie. Just remember you’re not a big boy anymore. That means no more big-boy expectations. Mommy expects you to behave like the baby you are, silly!”

“Hehe, okay Mommy!”

“Good boy. Now, are those happy tears or sad tears, honey?”

“Happy!”

“Awww, just what Mommy wanted to hear! Now, baby. Can you be a big boy for just a little longer? I need you to understand that I want this as much as you. I will never abandon you. That I will always be there for you. Can you say, ‘Yes, Mommy’ if you understand?”

You smile at her, cheeks glistening with tears and a small snot bubble forming.

“Yes, Mommy!”

“Good boy! And you understand that once we hit send, you’ll never be a big boy again? You’ll listen to everything Mommy says and trust her to do what’s best for you?”

“Yes, Mommy!”

“You’re okay with giving up every adult privilege you’ve ever had—no exceptions? No more car, no more bars, no more sports, no more sex? Giving your privacy and independence to Mommy? And saying bye-bye to the potty, forever?”

“Yes, Mommy!”

“Okay, baby. As long as you understand there’s no turning back! You want that, right?”

“I want that, Mommy! I love you!”

Mommy's eyes fill with tears as she hugs you again.

“I’m the luckiest Mommy in the world! I have my baby boy!”

“YAYAYAYA!”

“You’re so cute, little one! Ready to push send?”

“YEAH! PUSH IT! PUSH IT!”

“Okay, honey, here we go! You’re new life starts…now!”

Mommy never let you see what people commented on the post—but you couldn’t care less.

You didn’t have to hide anymore. You didn’t have to pretend. You were Mommy’s baby. Now and forever.

Mommy knows best, after all!

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She smiled as you lost control. You tried, and failed, to make it to the bathroom before you wet yourself.

“I have waited a long time for this moment, my little diaper boy,” she jeers, “at last your continence is no more.”

“I’m not incontinent!” you whimper, embarrassed, “it was just a few accidents.”

“Oh no, my new diaper boy, you will find you are mistaken about a great many things. Everything is proceeding exactly as I have foreseen.”

“What are you talking about?” you ask her confused.

“Everything that has transpired has done so according to my design. Your accidents are not random. They are the result of the hypnosis you’ve been listening to every night.”

“No. That’s not true. That’s not possible!” you scream.

“The diaper side of hypnosis is a pathway to abilities many consider unnatural,” she hisses.

“Are you kidding me? You’re not going to get away with this!” you argue.

“Are you threatening me, diaper boy?”

“Stop calling me diaper boy! I don’t wear diapers!”

She laughs. “No? Then witness the firepower of this fully armed and operational diaper hypnosis. Execute order 66.”

Somehow you feel your bladder spasm and you pee again. It’s not much, but you’re terrified of the implication.

“Let the pee flow through you,” she says, a chill in her voice, “from here you will witness the final destruction of your continence and the end of your insignificant life without diapers.”

“Never. I’ll never turn into your diaper boy, you’re crazy!” you whimper.

“I’m looking forward to completing your training,” she cackles, “in time you will learn to call me Mommy. Now lay down so I can put you in your first diaper.”

You move to lay down, your body acting on its own accord. “Wh-what’s happening?”

“Young fool, only now, at the end, do you understand. Your feeble mind is no match for my hypnosis.”

She walks over to you, diaper in hand. “You want this, don’t you,” she whispers, showing you your diaper.

“Yes.”

“Good. Good,” she coos, putting you in your first of a lifetime of diapers.

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Mommy’s bubble baths aren’t just for relaxing—they’re for keeping an eye on her little one, too. While Mommy sips her wine, her baby is busy coloring on the floor, paci in place, thickly padded and dressed just right. Good babies know their place and stay close to Mommy, where they belong.

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What happens when Mommy gives her cute little helpless baby an enema 😳😳❤️ Ending of this video coming soon, follow us so you don’t miss it! 😉😉

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Stepsister Discovers Your Poopy Diapers

“What is that smell… Did you make a poopoo in your diapers again? I thought it was the baby but I can tell by the way you’re blushing that it's you, isn't it? It literally smells like a changing room at Disney World. Mom is going to keep you in diapers for the rest of your life.”

“I guess you just don’t want to stop playing your video games so you just push it into your diapers like a toddler. So Gross! I would say I can’t believe it, but I’m honestly not even surprised by it anymore.”