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dada?? needa make tinkies againnn, take baby potty?

"Baby, we've been to the potty twice in the last hour and you did nothing but whine and dribble. Daddy is proud of you for not having an accident in your big kid undies, but I won't take you to the potty again unless you really need to tinkle, okay?"

b-but dada!! am trynna be good an big an big kid undies are all wet! take baby potty, please!!

"All wet? No, Baby, Daddy helped you wipe both times. In fact, you seemed more convinced you needed to potty after you were nice and dry. . .Hold on. Baby?"

*wriggling and pressing their thighs together*

"What does needing the potty feel like? Where are the 'tinkles' coming from? Your tummy?"

nooo dada, not my tummy! need tinkies from--from my button! please dada please please take baby potty feels all wet nnnn don wanna have acciden

"Oh honey, I bet it does. That's not peepee inside you, you just need your playtime with Daddy. When we do that, we're making 'tingles', not tinkles. You just got the feelings mixed up! That's okay, you're just a Baby, after all."

am not a baby!! am big kid!

"You think a big kid can't tell the difference between making a peepee and having their little button rubbed by Daddy? Babies like you need help with their tingles, but big kids can do playtime on their own."

am big but -- but dada can rub my button please?? please please dada, am needed tink- umm tingles for so long!!

"Daddy can help you, honey! If you admit you're a baby, Daddy will rub your button as much as you want. First, go into the bedroom and grab a diaper, your favorite stuffie, and a paci."

dada no need diapies!! didn have a acciden!

"Baby, it's not a punishment. If you can't tell the difference between peepee and feeling tingly, then you clearly can't do playtime alone without supervision! Put your paci in and come back to Daddy holding your stuffie. Do it now please, otherwise Daddy will expect you to sit and color quietly until you actually need the potty."

*sniffling and stomping to the other room, cheeks pink and eyes shiny, rustling around and shuffling back sheepishly with paci in mouth, bottomless*

"What a good Baby for Daddy! You're already ready for your diaper, good job, honey! I'll spread out the diaper and I want you to sit on it, lean back against Daddy, and spread your legs, okay?"

*around the paci* okey dada, tank you, am baby

"There we go, all safe and sound. We're gonna have the diaper here just in case you really do need a peepee after all that excitement. After all, babies like you can't tell the difference! Ready for Daddy to rub your button, honey?"

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Baby with a penis who waddles up to cg with a very full bladder. They tell cg that they have to go, but it won't come out. Cg tells baby to just relax and let go because they're wearing a diaper. But baby starts to whimper and says "but my winkie is being funny! Look!" And pulls down their pants and diaper, letting their stiff little winkie spring free, standing at attention. Cg says "aw sweetie, did holding your peepees make you too excited? Come on, let's help your winkie." Cg then guides baby to the bathroom, baby's winkie bobbing up and down with each step. Cg has baby stand in front of their training potty and then cg gets behind them. "First we have to get your stickies out, then you can go peepee," cg says. Cg lubes up their hand and then wraps their hand over baby's little winkie, covering it, and feels it throb and sees a tiny bit if peepee squirt out. "Have to peepee!" baby whimpers. Cg kisses baby on the head and starts pumping baby's winkie. Baby whimpers in earnest, hips occasionally thrusting to the pattern of cg's pumping. Little squirts of peepee come out from baby's winkie and hit the wall, but no relief yet. Soon enough, baby squeaks "gonna pee!" and baby's winkie throbs hard in earnest, shooting ropes of cummies against the wall. Cg shushes and coos, praising baby for letting all their cummies out. Cg then aims baby's winkie down towards the toilet and pushes on baby's bladder. After a few seconds, baby's peepee comes out full stream and fills the training potty. Baby's knees give out when they finish, completely drained of all the naughty things their little special parts can make.

Oh MAN, this has me blushing... Sorry I can't say much about it, my brain is honestly just blue-screening at the hotness... Suffice to say, YES, I love this mental image! What a good baby, letting their CG help when their peepees won't come out...

Thanks for the ask!

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anything going on in that cute little head of yours today? 😘

a lil baby dropping wayyy deeper than they usually do because they gotta pee when CG initiates playtime, being embarrassed and needy and CG being sooo here for it

Like:

mm nnn oh umm dada?

Ohh, I'm Dada today? Interesting. What is it, Baby?

hhh dis feels sooo tingly an an an good! Mhm! Mhmm?

*Baby waggles their hips, increasing the friction of CG's fingers stimulating their privates*

Well, good, Baby. I like when you're all tingly. Are you my precious little one now? Hmm?

mhmm!!! but?? Dada?

Yes, Baby? Do you need something else, like fingers inside?

ye! umm, no! am too full for fingies inside!

Too full? Too full of what, Baby? You can tell Daddy

*Baby squirms and whimpers, trying to hide their face in CG's chest while spreading their legs wider, CG gasps and picks up the pace of their stroking*

Ohhh, I see now, Baby. Too full inside, you're too full of peepee for Daddy's big fingers?

*Baby flushes pink and humps harder against CG's hand*

ye dada, ye, needa ummm needa hmmm

Say it, Little One. You can use your baby words, but I need to hear it or your playtime includes fingers inside. I know how much you like it. Tell Daddy what will happen if he puts fingers in you today.

hhhhh too full!! too full, no fingies!!

And why not, Baby?

too full, will make tinkies!!!! big ones!! ah ahh

*Baby starts to cry a little at how embarrassing and overwhelming it is, using such baby-ish language to describe their need*

Ohh, Baby! Don't cry, Daddy loves how needy you get like this! Good job using your words, Little One! You wanna keep going, or do you need a break for *whispering* tinkies?

hh mmm keep goin please please please dada need it neeeeed it

I can tell, yes you do. You need it so bad, so so bad. Daddy's gonna give it to you, hold on, don't cry Baby.

unhh! dada!! so so so tingly ohhh! but!! need make tinkies too!! bad!

I know, Baby, take Daddy's fingers and make your biiiig tinkies right in my hand. Let it out, Little One, I want all of you. Right now.

dadaaaaa! m peepees!! makin tinkies nn nows feels ssss so good dada feels so good

Good baby!!

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Baby's doing their peepee dance in the door frame of the bathroom while CG supposedly preps their special potty chair, but when they open their eyes, CG is settled on the closed big potty, two towels folded in their lap.

"Mm? Daddy?" Baby asks, one hand on their peepee parts, wagging their hips.

"You like your potty, baby?" Baby cocks their head and CG pats their thighs, "Come on up, I can't imagine those undies are worth saving anyway."

Baby blushes, their damp undies now growing slick when they realize what's being offered. They waddle forward, hand between their legs rubbing rather than holding now. CG notices.

"Looks like you do like it, huh?" CG helps their little one straddle them, sitting in their lap to face them chest to chest. Once they're safely snuggled in CG's arms, they do a cute little bounce on the towels to press themselves into it firmly. They shudder.

"Good baby! Does that feel good?"

Baby nods shyly, working their hips against the towels with their head tucked under CG's chin. CG's hands wrap firmly around their hips, helping them hump when their hips stutter. Baby moans.

"Sure sounds like fun, Baby, but don't forget why we're here." Their hands shift, one supporting Baby's back, one on their sloshy lower tummy.

Baby whimpers, embarrassed but needy.

"Shhh, little one. It's good practice!" Daddy's hands apply light pressure and Baby gasps, feeling the first spurt burst into the towel. They wiggle harder, trying to hold a bit longer Between the towel winding them up and CG pinning them down, they only have seconds before they explode.

"Practice?" they ask, trying to distract from their distress.

"Mm-hm! We're un-potty training, little one, and based on your neediness, I think you're almost ready for diapers." CG presses their hands down, rocking Baby back and forth on their potty towels.

Baby's mouth opens to protest this injustice, but instead they gasp at the hissing sound coming from the towels. Baby shivers hard, soaking their towels, wrapping their arms around CG and grinding into the wet heat below. Baby feels so good, so held, so relieved.

"See Baby? With diapers, you could feel like this all the time." CG goes back to helping Baby grind in their mess.

On shaky legs, Baby humps fast and hard.

"Daddy!!"

"Yes, Baby?"

"Wan diapees!" Baby's hips stutter.

"We'll get you your diapers, Baby. Now be good and come for Daddy."

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Little with a doodle who gets a surprise for his special day. Little gets presents and cake and is full of smiles. Little must still have energy afterwards though, because they eventually tug on caregivers pant leg, pointing to the obvious stiffy in their pants. Caregiver decides it's time for little's special gift. They lead Little to the playroom, little's stiffy bouncing as he waddles uncomfortably. When they reach the playroom, there is little's favorite big teddy bear with a fleshlight attached to it. "What's dat?" Little asks. Caregiver chuckles and says "it's for you! You can make your humpies inside it and it'll make your winkie super happy!" Little gets even more excited at the chance to make humpies, their willy seeming to get even stiffer as they jump up and down and it barely moves. Caregiver removes little's pants and undies, chuckling when little pushes their hips into their hand. They squirt some lube on the opening of the fleshlight and lead little to it. They help little get in a missionary position over the toy. "What do I do?" Little asks. "Don't worry, baby, I'll help you all the way," Caregiver says and gives Little a pat on the bottom. They then grab little's dripping, throbbing peepee and guide it into the tight hole. Little whines. "It's tight and squeezing my peepee real hard!" Little says in distress. "I know baby, this will help make your peepee nice and strong!" Caregiver gently grabs little's hips and guides him into and out of the fleshlight. Little whines and whimpers, but eventually takes up a rhythm on their own, thrusting into the fleshlight in earnest while hugging the teddy for dear life. "It's so stiff it hurts!" Little says about their willy. "It's okay, little one! You're doing so good! Keep going, your peepee needs lots of special humpies to feel super duper good," Caregiver encourages them. Little whines and begins thrusting even harder, their whines getting louder and higher in pitch until they finally cry out for their caregiver, their thrusts stuttering and jerking as they make the most stickies they ever had into the fleshlight. Tears flow out of little's eyes as they give little humps into the toy while their willy throbs and jumps. Caregiver hums delightedly. Barely a minute of thrusting and little was already cumming. Caregiver can tell when Little is wiped out when little releases their grip on the big teddy, laying their weight on top of it. "Good job, baby! I'm so proud of you," Caregiver says. "Isn't your peepee so happy now?" Little gives a cute giggle "yeah <3."

-bunny anon

oh my god?????

this is so hot this is SO hot

like how dare you write something hotter than me on my own blog /j

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"Baby, remember what we talked about?" Mommy presses.

Baby sheepishly pulls their hand out of their training undies, whining.

"Good baby! Tell Mommy, where do all our tingles go?"

Baby whines, their lil stiffie aching. It's hard to think when they're so tingly. Their hips thrust in the air, frustrated.

"mmmh- Mama said all tingles go in da potty."

"Very good! And why is that?"

Baby blushes, cheeks and stiffie flushed pink.

"'cause Mama is mean!"

"No, baby. Mommy's rules aren't mean. Try again. Why do all tingles go in the potty?"

Baby grabs at their stiffie again before they remember the rules and snatch their hand back.

"Tingles in potty 'cause am too baby. Can't tell tingles apart." Baby shuffles their feet, getting up to obediently head to their training potty in the middle of the room. They drop their undies and sit on their little potty, trying to hate the scrutiny, but loving the attention.

Mommy smiles when Baby wraps their hand around their stiffie, aiming it down into the potty.

"Good baby. And if you manage to make peepee tingles first, then what happens?"

Baby's face scrunches up, trying not to tug at their stiffie.

"peepee first and Mama help with other tingles, ye?"

"That's right, Baby! So go ahead, make peepees for Mommy!"

Baby whimpers, trying to make the right kind of tingles.

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There’s just something about a little squatting down on their potty in the middle of the living room in full view of their CG 🙈 my heart!!

Yeeeeeees, it's so cute and blushy! To be little enough to have no shame in using the potty no matter where it is, letting their CG watch them tinkle right there... It's so good!

Thanks for the ask!

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"Baby, we talked about this. Daddy has company over, and making tingles is a private activity. You can go make humpies in your room, or you can stay out here with our guest and be appropriate. Your choice."

Daddyyy am NOT makin humpies for tingles!! am NOT!

"I won't argue with someone in diapers, Baby. Now, what choice sounds better to you? Stay and be appropriate, or go have tingly playtime in private?"

*whining and blushing, Baby scampers behind an armchair out of sight with their favorite elephant stuffie*

"Baby, I can still hear your crinkling from here. Don't make me take Mr. Trunks. I don't want you upset in front of our guest, but I will not allow you to make tingles in this room. Go to your room and close the door or join us and hand him over. Those are your options."

*Baby sniffles and reappears holding their elephant. Redder than ever, they run to the bedroom and slam the door*

"That's okay, Little One. Get it all out, and come back out when you're ready."

*Baby begins loudly riding Mr. Trunks right against the door, crinkling and moaning. The sounds speed up and then abruptly stop with a squeaky gasp.*

"Everything okay in there, Baby?"

ye Daddy almos mmm . . . almos done playtime

"See? Was that so hard, Little One? Come out when you're finished, no need to be embarrassed. Me and our friend here understand you're just a baby. You can't control your body's needs or wait for things like playtime."

mmm Daddy? *Baby cracks the door open and appears, still flushed, with messier hair and shining eyes*

"Yes, Baby? Are you ready to join us?"

got it all out, Daddy, umm *the door swings open to reveal Baby, holding a damp Mr. Trunks, wet diaper sagging to peek out beneath their big t-shirt as they start to cry* n-need changies!! was humpin for holdin longer, jus made tingles on accident!

"Oh, Baby, that's okay! Come here, Daddy will change you right here. Yes, in front of our guest. You need a change right now. You felt comfortable enough to make tingles where they could hear you, so what's different now? Little Ones don't need privacy for changes, just for playtime! Good job following my directions, you got it all out! Be my good Baby and let Daddy change you now."

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"Babyyy, I see you wiggling over there! What's wrong? You need to make a peepee?"

noooo Mama am jus playin wit teddy! no need peepees!

"Ohh, I see. And if I come over and check Teddy, will he be dry?"

*baby whines and wiggles faster*

"Hmm, Little One? Will Teddy be safe and dry under there? Because someone said they could handle big kid undies today. And I'd hate to have to take away a soggy Teddy to wash for a few hours. He'd miss you so much!"

teddy hafta go 'way?? nooo mama!!!

"If you want Teddy to snuggle under you all day, it's time to come wiggle on your potty, Baby. I'm not asking anymore. Come sit. You can bring Teddy with you to keep you company."

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"Little One, that's too much wiggling to really be watching the movie. What's going on?"

n-nothin' dada! like da movie, jus wiggly!

"Nothing, huh? Not feeling tingly? That's strange, since Daddy noticed your winkie all swollen and twitchy during your last change. Rubbing your new boy medicine on your tummy every day now, I would have thought your growing winkie might need some attention. But we can just watch the movie if you don't think so."

nnn dada don be mean!! you said three sleeps until touchies!!! tryna be a good baby!

"Oh, Little One, you misunderstood! That's okay, it's hard for babies to understand grown up talk. I said that YOU may not touch yourself for three days. If you want touchies from Daddy all you need to do is ask nicely."

b-but you used t-- during changies Daddy would mm make touchies??

"Yes, but you're a growing boy now, aren't you? A growing boy with a needy winkie. Daddy wants to make sure we keep track of how often your little peepee needs to make tingles. So you gotta be a big boy and ask for it."

*whining and wiggling, Little One tries to get some friction from his padding*

"How cute! But you'll have to use your words, honey. . .Wait. . . Is this why you've been going through your padding so fast? You're drinking every sippy I give you and asked for changes almost hourly--oh no, Little One, two days is an awful long time to go without tugging on your growing stiffy, isn't it?"

*ye dada!!! please please please make touchies! need it!*

"Make touches where, Little One? You need to get used to the new words for your body."

*need dada touchies on my peepee!! needa make tingles from my winkie so bad, please!*

"Of course, honey! Lean back against Daddy, he'll take care of your growing button, come here."

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dada?? needa make tinkies againnn, take baby potty?

"Baby, we've been to the potty twice in the last hour and you did nothing but whine and dribble. Daddy is proud of you for not having an accident in your big kid undies, but I won't take you to the potty again unless you really need to tinkle, okay?"

b-but dada!! am trynna be good an big an big kid undies are all wet! take baby potty, please!!

"All wet? No, Baby, Daddy helped you wipe both times. In fact, you seemed more convinced you needed to potty after you were nice and dry. . .Hold on. Baby?"

*wriggling and pressing their thighs together*

"What does needing the potty feel like? Where are the 'tinkles' coming from? Your tummy?"

nooo dada, not my tummy! need tinkies from--from my button! please dada please please take baby potty feels all wet nnnn don wanna have acciden

"Oh honey, I bet it does. That's not peepee inside you, you just need your playtime with Daddy. When we do that, we're making 'tingles', not tinkles. You just got the feelings mixed up! That's okay, you're just a Baby, after all."

am not a baby!! am big kid!

"You think a big kid can't tell the difference between making a peepee and having their little button rubbed by Daddy? Babies like you need help with their tingles, but big kids can do playtime on their own."

am big but -- but dada can rub my button please?? please please dada, am needed tink- umm tingles for so long!!

"Daddy can help you, honey! If you admit you're a baby, Daddy will rub your button as much as you want. First, go into the bedroom and grab a diaper, your favorite stuffie, and a paci."

dada no need diapies!! didn have a acciden!

"Baby, it's not a punishment. If you can't tell the difference between peepee and feeling tingly, then you clearly can't do playtime alone without supervision! Put your paci in and come back to Daddy holding your stuffie. Do it now please, otherwise Daddy will expect you to sit and color quietly until you actually need the potty."

*sniffling and stomping to the other room, cheeks pink and eyes shiny, rustling around and shuffling back sheepishly with paci in mouth, bottomless*

"What a good Baby for Daddy! You're already ready for your diaper, good job, honey! I'll spread out the diaper and I want you to sit on it, lean back against Daddy, and spread your legs, okay?"

*around the paci* okey dada, tank you, am baby

"There we go, all safe and sound. We're gonna have the diaper here just in case you really do need a peepee after all that excitement. After all, babies like you can't tell the difference! Ready for Daddy to rub your button, honey?"

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yeah sorry for giving you those weird new kinks. do you want me to make it worse

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"Little One, that's too much wiggling to really be watching the movie. What's going on?"

n-nothin' dada! like da movie, jus wiggly!

"Nothing, huh? Not feeling tingly? That's strange, since Daddy noticed your winkie all swollen and twitchy during your last change. Rubbing your new boy medicine on your tummy every day now, I would have thought your growing winkie might need some attention. But we can just watch the movie if you don't think so."

nnn dada don be mean!! you said three sleeps until touchies!!! tryna be a good baby!

"Oh, Little One, you misunderstood! That's okay, it's hard for babies to understand grown up talk. I said that YOU may not touch yourself for three days. If you want touchies from Daddy all you need to do is ask nicely."

b-but you used t-- during changies Daddy would mm make touchies??

"Yes, but you're a growing boy now, aren't you? A growing boy with a needy winkie. Daddy wants to make sure we keep track of how often your little peepee needs to make tingles. So you gotta be a big boy and ask for it."

*whining and wiggling, Little One tries to get some friction from his padding*

"How cute! But you'll have to use your words, honey. . .Wait. . . Is this why you've been going through your padding so fast? You're drinking every sippy I give you and asked for changes almost hourly--oh no, Little One, two days is an awful long time to go without tugging on your growing stiffy, isn't it?"

*ye dada!!! please please please make touchies! need it!*

"Make touches where, Little One? You need to get used to the new words for your body."

*need dada touchies on my peepee!! needa make tingles from my winkie so bad, please!*

"Of course, honey! Lean back against Daddy, he'll take care of your growing button, come here."

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"Babyyy, I see you wiggling over there! What's wrong? You need to make a peepee?"

noooo Mama am jus playin wit teddy! no need peepees!

"Ohh, I see. And if I come over and check Teddy, will he be dry?"

*baby whines and wiggles faster*

"Hmm, Little One? Will Teddy be safe and dry under there? Because someone said they could handle big kid undies today. And I'd hate to have to take away a soggy Teddy to wash for a few hours. He'd miss you so much!"

teddy hafta go 'way?? nooo mama!!!

"If you want Teddy to snuggle under you all day, it's time to come wiggle on your potty, Baby. I'm not asking anymore. Come sit. You can bring Teddy with you to keep you company."

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"Baby, we talked about this. Daddy has company over, and making tingles is a private activity. You can go make humpies in your room, or you can stay out here with our guest and be appropriate. Your choice."

Daddyyy am NOT makin humpies for tingles!! am NOT!

"I won't argue with someone in diapers, Baby. Now, what choice sounds better to you? Stay and be appropriate, or go have tingly playtime in private?"

*whining and blushing, Baby scampers behind an armchair out of sight with their favorite elephant stuffie*

"Baby, I can still hear your crinkling from here. Don't make me take Mr. Trunks. I don't want you upset in front of our guest, but I will not allow you to make tingles in this room. Go to your room and close the door or join us and hand him over. Those are your options."

*Baby sniffles and reappears holding their elephant. Redder than ever, they run to the bedroom and slam the door*

"That's okay, Little One. Get it all out, and come back out when you're ready."

*Baby begins loudly riding Mr. Trunks right against the door, crinkling and moaning. The sounds speed up and then abruptly stop with a squeaky gasp.*

"Everything okay in there, Baby?"

ye Daddy almos mmm . . . almos done playtime

"See? Was that so hard, Little One? Come out when you're finished, no need to be embarrassed. Me and our friend here understand you're just a baby. You can't control your body's needs or wait for things like playtime."

mmm Daddy? *Baby cracks the door open and appears, still flushed, with messier hair and shining eyes*

"Yes, Baby? Are you ready to join us?"

got it all out, Daddy, umm *the door swings open to reveal Baby, holding a damp Mr. Trunks, wet diaper sagging to peek out beneath their big t-shirt as they start to cry* n-need changies!! was humpin for holdin longer, jus made tingles on accident!

"Oh, Baby, that's okay! Come here, Daddy will change you right here. Yes, in front of our guest. You need a change right now. You felt comfortable enough to make tingles where they could hear you, so what's different now? Little Ones don't need privacy for changes, just for playtime! Good job following my directions, you got it all out! Be my good Baby and let Daddy change you now."

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"Baby, we talked about this. Daddy has company over, and making tingles is a private activity. You can go make humpies in your room, or you can stay out here with our guest and be appropriate. Your choice."

Daddyyy am NOT makin humpies for tingles!! am NOT!

"I won't argue with someone in diapers, Baby. Now, what choice sounds better to you? Stay and be appropriate, or go have tingly playtime in private?"

*whining and blushing, Baby scampers behind an armchair out of sight with their favorite elephant stuffie*

"Baby, I can still hear your crinkling from here. Don't make me take Mr. Trunks. I don't want you upset in front of our guest, but I will not allow you to make tingles in this room. Go to your room and close the door or join us and hand him over. Those are your options."

*Baby sniffles and reappears holding their elephant. Redder than ever, they run to the bedroom and slam the door*

"That's okay, Little One. Get it all out, and come back out when you're ready."

*Baby begins loudly riding Mr. Trunks right against the door, crinkling and moaning. The sounds speed up and then abruptly stop with a squeaky gasp.*

"Everything okay in there, Baby?"

ye Daddy almos mmm . . . almos done playtime

"See? Was that so hard, Little One? Come out when you're finished, no need to be embarrassed. Me and our friend here understand you're just a baby. You can't control your body's needs or wait for things like playtime."

mmm Daddy? *Baby cracks the door open and appears, still flushed, with messier hair and shining eyes*

"Yes, Baby? Are you ready to join us?"

got it all out, Daddy, umm *the door swings open to reveal Baby, holding a damp Mr. Trunks, wet diaper sagging to peek out beneath their big t-shirt as they start to cry* n-need changies!! was humpin for holdin longer, jus made tingles on accident!

"Oh, Baby, that's okay! Come here, Daddy will change you right here. Yes, in front of our guest. You need a change right now. You felt comfortable enough to make tingles where they could hear you, so what's different now? Little Ones don't need privacy for changes, just for playtime! Good job following my directions, you got it all out! Be my good Baby and let Daddy change you now."

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"Little One, that's too much wiggling to really be watching the movie. What's going on?"

n-nothin' dada! like da movie, jus wiggly!

"Nothing, huh? Not feeling tingly? That's strange, since Daddy noticed your winkie all swollen and twitchy during your last change. Rubbing your new boy medicine on your tummy every day now, I would have thought your growing winkie might need some attention. But we can just watch the movie if you don't think so."

nnn dada don be mean!! you said three sleeps until touchies!!! tryna be a good baby!

"Oh, Little One, you misunderstood! That's okay, it's hard for babies to understand grown up talk. I said that YOU may not touch yourself for three days. If you want touchies from Daddy all you need to do is ask nicely."

b-but you used t-- during changies Daddy would mm make touchies??

"Yes, but you're a growing boy now, aren't you? A growing boy with a needy winkie. Daddy wants to make sure we keep track of how often your little peepee needs to make tingles. So you gotta be a big boy and ask for it."

*whining and wiggling, Little One tries to get some friction from his padding*

"How cute! But you'll have to use your words, honey. . .Wait. . . Is this why you've been going through your padding so fast? You're drinking every sippy I give you and asked for changes almost hourly--oh no, Little One, two days is an awful long time to go without tugging on your growing stiffy, isn't it?"

*ye dada!!! please please please make touchies! need it!*

"Make touches where, Little One? You need to get used to the new words for your body."

*need dada touchies on my peepee!! needa make tingles from my winkie so bad, please!*

"Of course, honey! Lean back against Daddy, he'll take care of your growing button, come here."