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Cloth diapers hit different. 😍

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Good baby boys can’t always control their bladders

Good baby boys have lots and lots of wet accident in their pants and in their bed

Good baby boys really try to hold their full bladder to prove to mommy that they can but still end up soaked a lot

Good baby boys make lots of big pissy potty puddles because they can’t quite control their little bladder yet

Good baby boys need to be kept in very thick diapers so they don’t wet themselves every day and every night

Good baby boys still ask mommy if they can go potty in their diapers and try to hold it until she says yes

Good baby boys try to keep their bladders full and their diapers soaked

Good baby boys know that their diaper has to be completely soaked and maybe even leaky before they can be changed

Good baby boys blush when mommy checks their diaper and gives their cute diaper butt little pats

Good baby boys have another little accident and spurt into their diapers while mommy changes them

Good baby boys love having all of mommy’s affection and attention while she changes their diapers

Good baby boys love it when mommy teases their cock while changing their soaked diaper

Good baby boys sometimes get too excited and have “accidents”in their fresh diaper before mommy even tape it up completely

Good baby boys will do anything to please mommy

Good baby boys love eating mommy’s pussy and crave it, and will beg to taste how wet mommy is

Good baby boys love receiving compliments from mommy about how adorable they are and blush so much every time

Good baby boys get be excited just to see mommy that they wet their diaper a little

Good baby boys know their place as a cute pottypants who receives so much affection and adoration from mommy

Good baby boys live to be completely adored by mommy

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That moment when you put on your first diaper on and looked at yourself in the mirror >//////<

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Onesies the same color as a regular shirt are goated**🐐

Happy Easter! Here’s a quick diaper check before I go on an Easter egg hunt ☺️

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I just want to point out that if you asked 100 people with the same kink what they like about that kink they will probably give you 100 different answers. This means that:

1. You should be asking your partner why they like a certain kink!!!! This will help you become a better partner and as you get more skilled you can focus on eliciting that feeling for them.

2. Trying to deduce people personalities according to their kink is probably going to be a fruitless endeavor. "People have cg/l kinks because they were abused as a child and trying to live that childhood again". Wrong, people have cg/l kinks because they are people and have kinks, ask them why they like it. Don't assume.

3. Being able to describe what you like and why is a skill every kinkster should actively be working on. Write bad stories to feel out the themes you like in your play, take risks in your scenes and see if you can see things from a different perspective, (if non monogamy is your thing) play with different people so you can gain their perspective. I have literally been laughed at in my face during a scene that I was pulling on a thread, it stings but I would rather have that then to never explore.

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You know what I find interesting about kink particularly ones based in humiliation. In my experience the more into it you are the more effective it is. Like oh you've been wearing diapers for a decade, surely a diaper check would not embarrass you anymore. But that's not true, you feel the weight of your intensity every single diaper check don't you? You have desired this your whole life and dreamt of it with such intensity that you have this guilt over how much you need it. You can't even say the word diaper without feeling warmth in your cheeks. So despite the fact I've seen you in diapers more than lingerie, when I take you bend you over and remind you of the fact that there's this thick warm material between your legs, it almost hits harder after all this time.

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Somedays it feels very berry much like I been wishing and dreaming to have the big that would casually play with potty training plans. But alas stuck in cutesie print diapers cuz of some meaniebutt McGee that didn’t like I was pretending to be big in adulty diapers and said I was far too lil and took away my big boy undies.

Dreaming of cutesie training pants so flipping much. Maybe 2025 should be the yr of the training pants. There’s gotta be someone that wants to build me back up from crinkleprince to cutesie training pants babybutt

“But I tried, I tried,” you cried while facing the corner.

“I don’t want to wear diapers anymore!” you pleaded but didn’t dare to turn around.

“I know you tried buddy, but these wet shorts and undies are of your making,” Daddy said in a calm tone.

Today you woke up dry. It was the third night in a row you woke up dry. It’s been months since you and Daddy started to engage in ABDL. At some point, you lose bladder control. Not fully, but you had very little control anymore. You wetted most nights and sometimes had day accidents. In this time you discovered how submissive you can be, and how dominant Daddy can be. You became his dependent boy, and he became your all-mighty Daddy. It’s not clear if you gave away all your adult privileges, or he took them away. But you had none.

“But Daddy, please no, I haven’t had an accident in three days,” you begged.

“I knew, and we tried potty training you, but I don’t think you’re ready,” he said.

Lately, you asked Daddy more than a few times to take a break from ABDL. You liked it of course, but you needed a break. You needed your adult clothes, phone, TV shows, friends, boxers briefs. You need to swear. You needed to fight with Daddy. Now when you are “arguing” with him, he calls it a tantrum and manhandles you straight to submission.

“But Daddy, I don’t need a night diaper during the day, please,” the tears kept rolling down your cheeks.

“Those aren’t night diapers my sweet boy, those are your normal diapers from now on. You proved to me you’re not yet ready to be potty trained,” he said as he rose your wet shorts and undies.

After you woke up dry, Daddy put out kiddy underwear for you, saying it’s time for his boy to show Daddy how he grew up to be a big boy. You were so happy that things were going your own way. At some point, Daddy even handed you a cup of orange juice. You were so excited to drink from a cup again, after months of bottle drinking at home. The orange juice had a metallic taste, maybe it was the end of the season you thought, and just drank it all.

An hour later, you wetted yourself in the middle of the living room. You wanted to be potty trained so badly and Daddy was on your side. Now you are facing the corner wearing a thick diaper.

“Too bad, not a big boy yet,” Daddy said and smiled. --------------------------- @bilbng86 really tried his best.

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Be you but remember 👆

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"Come on, sweetie, quit stalling and finish your bottle, it's already a few minutes past 9 pm ... pardon? Yes, I can see that your diaper is already a bit wet, but you know the rules, there are no changes past your bedtime. It's because you were dawdling while brushing your teeth earlier. Aww ... sweetheart, I promise you'll be fine in your diaper until morning! Say again?! Yes, I remember that I woke you up last year to watch the fireworks at midnight, but this year you'll stay in bed. Why? Well, watching the New Years fireworks is only for big girls, but considering that you haven't even used a toilet the entire year, I just don't think you're a big girl. Aww ... don't pout, maybe in a few years we can think about it again, okay?! Sleep well, sweetie!"

Happy New Year 2025 everyone!

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My goodness!!!

you sweet souled incredibly eloquent linguist.

This is so filled with passion and intrigue,

Self Letters

I think you will be loved someday and it will make so much sense why you are. When you are just doing something as regular as brushing your hair or teeth and he stops and stares at you completing those average routines and you feel it and you know. I keep the feeling and let it be true. I am gonna be so loved one day. You don’t need to change. Honestly, I hope that you do not change. I think you are gonna be so loved someday even if you think that you won’t as you tiptoe and reach to counters that are too high. There will be notes with a heart next to your name with “I see you later instead of goodbyes”. Reaching out to the idea that somebody out there understands. I think you are gonna be loved someday and I might not notice when it starts or you might not believe that you are loved. Until I stop running to grab the rails of endless shopping carts until I stop jumping to reach things that are too high, and I will feel like you are flying. What a mundane thing to do! If I can only love one person. I reserve that spot for you. I know you will be loved someday by the smile that sparks your eyes. I don’t think our heart ever learned how to tell lies. You will be loved someday whether or not you think so. It’s going to come exactly when it should. It’s not like I can not expect. It’s just that you can’t imagine how good it can and will be to you. It’s all ready and prepared and all these last experiences can’t even be compared. You will be loved someday when you are cold and life is hard. When you are freezing on a sidewalk, when I forgot my ID card, when you are annoying, when you are late, when you don’t put the tops on right, when you are quiet, when you think you shouldn’t be. You will be so incredibly loved and I guess I say that more for me. I am gonna be loved someday whether I believe that is beside the point. You will dream about me in the middle of the day and play tennis with your thoughts figuring out the best way to say if you should say it at all. Honestly, I think you should just pick up the phone.I wonder if your hands shake when you dial my number. Oh, I hate to admit but for you, I must have prayed. I am too scared to admit to the universe that I have found you because you must be very far way from home if you are down here on earth. You are the first person I think of when my dream person comes to mind. I think you are funny, also wonderful, and kind. That's too much, I am sorry. I leave it at hello. I think you are the best and also the most beautiful person I might never have the chance to know.I manifested impossible dreams before and life definitely didn’t disappoint

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When getting ready to start the day leaves you overly blushy and you need a cuddle

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Who’s Your Daddy?

She stares back at you as the stadium empties. A perfect Los Angeles beauty, her Dodger hat triumphantly taunting you.

“Poor widdle guy,” she gloats, “Did the Padres lose to the Dodgers again? It’s ironic Padre means father, isn’t it? Especially when you need a Mommy.”

You meekly stare back at her, your leaky diaper as disappointing as your team.

“But you must be so used to disappointment by now, huh baby? Disappointed you’re still in diapers. Disappointed you’re a diaper virgin. Disappointed your team always loses. Poor thing.”

All you can muster is a mild glare.

“Don’t pout, baby,” she taunts, “You’ll be happier in a dry diaper. Oh no! Did you leak? Well, no matter. Let’s get those shorts off. There. Now let’s go to the bathroom and get you changed.”

You follow behind her in nothing but a shirt and soggy diaper. You look exactly like you should.

A sad, pathetic Padres fan. Right where you belong.

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Mommy who ~promises~ not to tell anyone about your first daytime accident. And she doesn't. At least for a few hours. But she can't help teasing you when you look so pretty with that blush, baby.