bebelogan24

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Hi there! I’m Baby Ganymede 💛

I’m a full-time little and ABDL author, and I’ve just published my first full-length book: Daddy’s Boy.

It’s a deeply personal story about love, care, and finding your forever Daddy — told through the eyes of a boy who gives up adulthood to live the life he’s always needed.

I’ll be sharing chapter previews and extras here over time, alongside little thoughts, pics, and soft things that keep me feeling small and seen.

If you’re into ABDL, full-time regression, gentle discipline, and emotionally rich kink — you’re so welcome here. 🌙🧸

Now, let’s start at the beginning…

PROLOGUE

Dylan turned forty a few weeks ago, but the milestone left him feeling empty. Deep within him, an insistent voice echoed a yearning he could neither suppress nor ignore. His birthday celebration had been a grand affair, held at one of London’s trendiest bars, filled with laughter, friends, and merriment. Yet, little did he know, this would be the last adult birthday he would ever celebrate.

On the surface, Dylan’s life appeared enviable. He had built a successful career with a prestigious company, thriving in the high-pressure world of corporate negotiations. The thrill of closing deals and navigating complex challenges was exhilarating. However, beneath this professional success lay an unfulfilled personal life. Dylan’s true desire was to find a partner, someone who could love and understand him completely. This quest was complicated by his identity as an adult baby, a core part of him since before puberty, and an aspect of himself he could never abandon.

Dylan’s journey to find companionship had been fraught with difficulties. He had ventured into relationships with men outside the ABDL community, hoping to find acceptance. However, these attempts invariably ended in heartbreak. The need to embrace his ‘little’ side was too intrinsic, too powerful to be set aside. Conversely, relationships within the ABDL community brought him closer to understanding, but often fell short of fulfilling his emotional needs. Many of his partners, whether older brothers or Daddies, treated the lifestyle as a part-time role. They lacked the deep emotional investment that Dylan craved, leaving him feeling more isolated and desperate with each failed relationship.

His adult baby desires were not his only passion. Dylan was also captivated by various kinks, with a particular obsession for rubber. He relished dressing in sleek, shiny outfits, immersing himself in the vibrant atmosphere of London’s rubber clubs. These escapades allowed him to indulge in anonymous sex, momentarily quelling his sexual urges. However, these encounters failed to satisfy his deeper need to be ‘little’ and to find a partner who would take control of every aspect of his life, providing the nurturing and structure he so deeply desired.

Dylan’s unique set of desires made his quest for a partner challenging. He longed for a man who would not only accept his adult baby lifestyle but also enforce an extreme level of control, taking responsibility for his day-to-day life. This combination of needs, intense emotional connection, strict control, and acceptance of his ABDL identity, was rare and difficult to find.

As Dylan reflected on his life, he often felt a sense of failure. Despite his successes in the corporate world, his personal life seemed to be a series of disappointments. The loneliness and isolation weighed heavily on him. Yet, even in his darkest moments, Dylan knew he couldn’t give up. His dream of finding someone who would understand and love him for who he truly was kept him going.

The search for his perfect partner continued, driven by the hope that one day, he would meet the man who could fulfil his deepest desires. Dylan longed for happiness and a sense of belonging, believing that somewhere out there, the man of his dreams was waiting. This relentless pursuit of acceptance and love was his guiding light, promising a future where he could finally live authentically and be cherished for his true self.

CHAPTER 1 - Introduction

Two weeks after his birthday, Dylan’s life had returned to its usual monotonous daily routine. The excitement of his birthday celebration had faded, leaving behind the familiar cycle of work and solitude. One night, while browsing DiaperBois.com, a message notification caught his attention. It was from a user named StrongDaddy45. Dylan was taken aback; it had been a while since he had received any messages on the site, and he had started to worry that his age might deter potential partners.

StrongDaddy45’s message read: ‘Hi baby boy, how are you? Your profile looks interesting. Let’s chat more.’

Dylan’s heart raced with excitement as he quickly typed a response: ‘Hi, your profile looks good too. Here is my number.’

Eagerly, Dylan clicked on StrongDaddy45’s profile. The description was exactly what he had been longing for: seeking a baby boy for full-time care. The profile picture showed a man in his mid-forties with a strong, manly presence and slightly greying hair, just Dylan’s type.

Within moments, his phone buzzed with a text message: ‘Hi baby, can you share your details?’

Dylan quickly replied: ‘5’7’, average build, green eyes, 6 inches uncut.’

He hesitated briefly before adding: ‘What should I call you?’

The response came swiftly: ‘Great, thanks baby. My name is Michael, but please never call me that, okay? Please respond with ‘yes Daddy’.’

Dylan’s fingers trembled slightly as he typed: ‘Yes, Daddy.’

Almost immediately, another message popped up: ‘Good boy. Here is what I am looking for: someone I can fully own who will be my little boy. There will be very little control from your side, and once committed, there’s no turning back. Are you interested?’

Dylan’s heart pounded. Despite the brevity of their exchange, he felt a strong connection and the thrill of something new and promising. Trying to temper his excitement, he replied: ‘Yes, very interested, Daddy.’

The next hour was a whirlwind of messages. Michael and Dylan exchanged details, interests, and fantasies. Dylan found himself opening up more than he had in years, and Michael’s responses were exactly what he had been longing to hear.

Finally, Michael sent a decisive message: ‘Let’s meet tomorrow. I live just outside of London. Get the train, and I will pick you up. You can stay with me for a few days. Bring only the clothes you are wearing, and make sure you are in a nappy. Your underwear is not welcome in my home. I will send you a list of other items to bring tomorrow.’

Dylan’s pulse quickened. He had some holiday days booked but no plans. He quickly replied: ‘Yes, Daddy, I will be there at 10 am. Any other instructions?’

Michael responded: ‘No, that’s all for now. Be a good boy and head to bed; it’s past your bedtime, and you have a big day tomorrow. Put on a thick Little Rascals nappy with a booster, make sure you have your dummy in your mouth, and drink a bottle of milk before you sleep. I will send instructions in the morning about what to bring tomorrow. Night-night, baby.’

Dylan felt a rush of excitement and obedience. He followed Michael’s instructions meticulously, putting on the nappy, inserting the dummy, and drinking a bottle of milk. As he lay in bed, the thrill of the upcoming meeting filled his mind.

Before going to sleep, Dylan decided to ensure everything was perfect for the following day. He set an alarm for 7 am, giving himself plenty of time to prepare for the journey. He then checked his phone one last time, reading through the messages from Michael again, each one making his heart race with anticipation.

He got up and carefully packed a small bag with the essentials he would need, excluding the clothes Michael had instructed him to leave behind. Dylan meticulously arranged his outfit for the next day, making sure it was comfortable for the trip yet simple, as he knew his main attire would be his nappy.

After double-checking everything, Dylan brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror. The reflection staring back at him was of a man who was about to embark on a significant new chapter of his life. He smiled, feeling a sense of nervous excitement mixed with a deep longing for what tomorrow would bring.

Crawling back into bed, Dylan pulled the covers up and snuggled with his favourite stuffed animal, a small teddy bear he had since childhood. The familiar comfort of the bear and the thought of Michael’s care made him feel safe and secure.

He closed his eyes, sucking gently on his dummy, and let the day’s excitement wash over him. His thoughts drifted to the possibilities of the coming days, filled with care, structure, and the fulfilment of his deepest desires. Slowly, the rhythm of his breathing steadied, and Dylan drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the day ahead where his fantasies might finally come true.

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"Oh my god he's sooo cute!!" Leyna exclaimed.

"Isn't he, though??" My wife, Kayla, declared proudly.

"And he's so well behaved!!" Ava admired. "Look at him dwinking his widdle ba ba without making a fuss!! Didn't you say you put one of Brad's condoms in there?"

Kayla nodded ecstatically, "Mhmm!! Five, actually!"

Ava and Leyna both turned to her, eyes wide, impressed. Kayla giggled and shrugged "It was our anniversary..."

The girls exchanged knowing looks, then laughed it off.

"And he doesn't mind drinking the cum of a man who is fucking his wife?" Leyna asked, shocked.

Kayla just shrugged, "He doesn't really have much of a choice. Plus, he's used to getting it straight from the source so..."

It took the girls a second for that to register. "Wait...you mean he--"

"Sucks Brad's dick dry like it's the last drop of water in the desert? Yea, that's exactly what I mean." Kayla laughed, "Why do you think he's in a pretty pink tutu? Brad likes his hair to be in little bows and pigtails so he can tug on them while he's fucking wittle hubby's face!"

"Well if he sucks a dick half as well as he sucks that bottle, I'd say you got a little whore on your hands." Ava quipped.

Leyna leaned in close, examining the bottle that was slowly undulating up and down, white, creamy liquid sloshing back and forth inside. "So what else is in there?"

"Oh you know...hormones, beta blockers, stool softeners, and lots of fiber to keep his tummy and diapers full! I call it his special 'formula'!"

Suddenly I felt like I could taste everything she was describing, wincing as I swallowed the liquid pooling in my mouth, only for it to be replaced with a fresh batch again and again.

"I dunno if he likes it..." Leyna said, studying my face.

"Of course he does! Don't you, Billie??" Kayla beckoned, "Show Mommy's friends how much you like your milkies!! Come on! Wave your rattle!!"

Obediently, I wagged my hands back and forth and gave the 'happy baybee' expression i've been taught to do. My diaper could hardly be heard crinkling over the sound of the wailing rattle.

The girls "Awww'd!!" and cooed and "Oh my godded" in unison, pinching my cheeks and tickling my tummy while I suckled.

Ava shook her head, impressed "He’s so well-trained!” I knew Ava had several men at home that she keeps as slaves. Kayla told me about them, but I'd never met them. "Don't worry! You will soon!" she always says. I'm a little worried about what that means.

"Oh please? Waving a rattle and babbling like a baby?? That's nothing..." Kayla scoffed, "Watch this: Hubby! It's time to make pushies!!"

My stomach felt like it was about to fall to the floor. I knew this was coming, but I guess a small part of me hoped it was just a veiled threat. Something for her to say and make me squirm. Yet here she was, pulling the bottle out of my mouth with a sssskk! and lifting my legs up by the ankles so that all the girls could see the bottom of my diaper.

"Come on, hubby!" Kayla encouraged, "Be a good gurl and use your diapers the way Mommy intended!!"

Leyna and Ava both gasped, covering their mouths as they figured what was going on.

"Is he gonna try to poop himself? Leyna asked incredulously.

"Not 'try'," Kayla corrected, giving me a stern look through my lifted legs, "He will! And he has 60 seconds before he suffers the consequences..."

I've faced those consequences many times before, I wasn't about to suffer them again. As embarrassing as it was to be surrounded by a group of beautiful girls encouraging me to dirty my own diaper--let's be honest--my dignity was long gone already.

Leyna and Ava alternated between watching my face and the squished up diaper between my legs as it slowly expanded, pressing outward as I pushed out a warm, mushy load I'd been holding for the better part of 6 hours.

Whatever fragile scrap of manhood or self-respect I thought I still possessed was obliterated the moment their laughter hit the air.

But at least that chorus of cackling didn't last long before the pungent stench assaulted their noses.

"Oof!!" Leyna winced, clamping her fingers around her nose and using the other hand to try to waft the smell away. "He stinks!!"

"Awwww!!! Widdle baybee went poo poo in his pampurrss!!" Ava intoned mockingly, laughing as she tested the warm, hefty load drooping between my legs.

"Stinky gurl!!" Kayla giggled, booping me on the nose and making it wrinkle like the other ladies. "Say 'that's how I make boom booms because I's just a widdle baybee!!"

I repeated the humiliating line like I'd done many times before, but it was a bit different with a bigger audience.

Leyna still seemed to be in shock. "I just can't believe it. You made a grown man literally shit himself!! Doesn't he get embarrassed?" She asked Kayla, like I wasn't even part of the conversation, like what I had to say didn't matter.

“Oh, he does get embarrassed." Kayla said, "But the thing is...he likes it. Don't joo, widdle guy?? He likes being humiliated and not being in charge. If his widdle pee pee wasn't wocked away in a widdle cagey cage, he would have a widdle baybee boner in his poopy pampies!! Wouldn't you, hubby??”

Judging by the painful throbbing in my penal region, I'd say she was right.

"You're a miracle worker." Ava said, impressed. “I'm gonna need you to come train my subs. Do you make him ask permission for diaper changes?”

Kayla grinned. “Of course! He even has to practice! Want to show the girls how you ask nicely, sweetheart?”

I felt my face puckering up, but I quickly washed it away, getting into character. I lifted my knees and started lightly kicking my feet up and down, waving my arms and wriggling my body back and forth.

"WWWaaaahhh!! Waaaahhhh!! Mommy!!" I cried--or at least pretended to, "I went poo poo's in my pampers wike a widdle baybee!! Wahhh!! Wahh!!! Want changies, Mommy!! Can I have changies??"

It was an absolutely pitiful display, only further emphasized by both Ava and Leyna's shock and awe, followed closely by another fit of pitying giggling.

“Awwww!!” Ava said, wiping away tears of laughter. “That is precious!! Do you always record him saying it?”

Kayla clicked her phone off and set it to the side, smiling. “Every time. Feel free to do the same!”

Both girls smiled as they pulled out their own phones, aiming them at me.

This humiliation sent me over the edge. Before I knew it, I was covering my face with my mittened hands, trying to melt away.

“Oh no you don’t,” Kayla said sweetly. “No hiding, baby! You wanted this, remember? This is our little agreement. And Mommy loves showing you off. Now do your poopy pamper dance and beg my friends to let you get your diaper changed!"

I sniffled, but obeyed. Splaying my arms and legs out to the side, opening myself to a full display for their phones to capture my degrading diaper dance. Repeating whatever humiliating line they could conjure up. Finally, they ran out of ideas.

"Pweez may I have my diaper changed??" I asked with wet eyes.

All three girls looked at each other, considering. Eventually, Ava shrugged, taking charge and scooping up the half empty bottle of 'formula', pressing the nipple to my lips.

"Not until you finish your ba ba!!"

*****

“I have to say, Kayla…” Leyna began slowly, a mischievous tone creeping in, “this is kind of amazing.”

Kayla raised an eyebrow, sipping from her glass. “Oh?”

“You’re just so in charge of him. I love it.”

I had just gotten changed into a fresh diaper, sitting on the floor and pretending to play with my dolls and blocked. I was still coming out of my post-orgasm haze. Kayla had thought it would be funny to pull out the vibrator and have me show the girls how I masturbate even when I have a cage and a dirty diaper on.

Leyna leaned forward. “I mean… does he really listen all the time? Even to your friends?”

I squirmed. Kayla smirked, eyeing me. “He does when he remembers what happens if he doesn’t.”

Leyna turned to me with mock-serious eyes. “So if I told you to crawl over to me and bark like a dog, you’d do it?”

I looked at Kayla first. She gave me a single nod.

Without a word, I clambered onto to all fours and slowly shuffled over to where they were sitting on the couch, crinkling as I went. Sitting back on my haunches, I let out an exaggerated bark, panting letting my tongue hang out afterwards for good measure. Leyna burst into delighted laughter.

“Oh my god,” she said, turning to Kayla. “That is powerful.”

“I'm gonna show that video to my slaves.” Ava said, contemplating, "Let them know what will happen to them if they misbehave."

“I mean…” Leyna trailed off, sipping her wine. “My husband’s been a bit full of himself lately. I think he could use a little... attitude adjustment.”

Kayla chuckled. “Start small. Give him rules. Catch him breaking them. Then offer him a choice: obedience, or diapers.”

Ava added, “And don’t give him too much attention. Let him earn it.”

Lena’s eyes sparkled with possibility. “You two are horrible influences. And I love it.”

Kayla raised her glass. “To soft boys, padded bottoms, and women who know what they want.”

Glasses clinked, and they sipped their adult drinks like true adults.

Down on the floor, I shifted nervously, wondering if my life would ever go back to how it was before. But, honestly? Deep down, I hoped not.

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Somewhere Far - Part 3

Seeing Pete reacting the way that he did gave Oliver an exciting sensation inside his pants. The fact that another man heard their conversation when he had to talk that way was a whole new experience for Oliver, one he had never encountered.

“This could be my new baby boy, Pete,” Garry said and pinched Oliver’s cheek. “Isn’t it right, baby boy?”.

Both men look for Oliver’s answer. Oliver felt like the men got taller and bigger, gazing over him, as he shrank in his seat.

“Yes,” he said softly.

“Silly baby, already forgot our first rule,” Garry said and pinched Oliver’s cheek again.

“Yes Daddy.”

That moment gave Oliver a full hard-on.

“I’ll leave you folks be, my kitchen is calling me. Goodbye.” Pete said and walked away.

Garry took a fork and a knife and started to cut small pieces of the waffle, then placed them on a small plate and slid it towards Oliver.

“I cut it into small pieces so it’s easier for you to eat. Now eat away as I explain”.

Oliver lifted his fork. Just before he pinched a piece, Garry took a giant napkin and shoved it into Oliver’s shirt collar.

“So you won’t mess yourself. Okay, here’s the deal. I’m a Daddy, Dad, Father, discipliner, and caring. I’m a top fucker, I like seeing man getting fucked. I like seeing grown men cry in a full diaper and a onesie, and I like to shsuh them up with a giant pacifier. I like letting my friends change my boy’s diaper. I like seeing my friends bottle feeding my boy. I like to spank my boy, preferably making him cry, then soothing him. I like to make my boy crawl around my feet as I read, make him beg for my attention. I like to have total domination over my boy.”

Oliver's raging boner started to ooz precum all over his boxers.

“You may think I’m selfish, so many ‘I like’. What I want and what I need. But the thing is, I want my boy to like and want it all the same, just from the other side. The side who sits on the floor, who’s getting spanked and diapered, who’s crying, who’s bottle fed, who’s getting fucked by diffrent men, who’s being forced to a crib, and so so… so much more.”

Oliver ate, but he couldn’t get his eyes off Daddy’s face. Some of the cream got on his chin. Garry grabbed the made-up bib and wiped it off.

“I can’t do it alone, I can’t have it alone. I need the other side, I need a boy. Would you like to be my boy?”

“Yes Daddy,” Oliver answered so fast, he didn’t notice that Garry reached for his crotch under the table.

His grip was firm, his hand huge, and it warped his dick and balls.

“Awwww my new boy is all sticky down there. You can’t be trusted with normal underwear around me. We need to get you into a diaper ASAP! Let’s get the check.”

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Family Camping

It was a cool September night as mommy pulled into the campground. Her family always goes camping on labor day every year and this year is no different, Well somewhat different. Last year I was a 6’ 3” 290Lb male firefighter married to a gorgeous black haired 5’ 11” nurse. Now this year I sit in the back seat of mommies SUV strapped into an oversized baby seat wearing a baby Blue t-shirt with a duck on it with jean overalls that only go to my mid thighs and are almost one size too small showing off my thickly padded butt. I look up in the rearview mirror seeing myself with a large pink pacifier in my mouth. I look down to see my big stuffed bear firemen in my arms. I feel the wet padding of the cloth diaper encasing my crotch. I look back up in the rearview to see mommy smile back at me. I blush deep red and smile back. A year ago I was a man now I’m a toddler. 

Mommy backs into a spot in the grass and shuts the car off. She gets out and goes around back and opens the trunk and pulls out my oversized diaper bag. She then comes to my door and opens it. 

“Hi baby boy you have a fun ride” She says unbuckles me. 

She helps me out of the car and standing on two feet holding my teddy tight as I look up at her family sitting around the campfire as I feel her push her hand against my soggy bottom to see how my diaper was doing. 

“Soggy little bottom you have little one” Mommy says, making me blush and hug my teddy. 

Mommy pulls the teddy out of my arms and puts it back into the car before closing the door and taking my hand pulling me along my diapered butt waddling behind. We reach the campsite and everyone waves and says hi as we walk up mommy waving back. She lets go of my hand and the spanking training takes over and I fall to my hands and knees in the grass. I crawl across the grass to the campfire next to my mother in law as she sits in her camping chair. She leans over to look at me as I sit back on my legs holding my butt off the ground. She reaches down and pats my bottom. 

“Well little boy someone is wet but not soaked. Have you been a good boy for mommy?” She says looking at me smiling. I smile back and blush before looking down embarrassed with her comment.

I see mommy across the campsite from me talking with her aunt Tracy next to the oversized playpen in the grass with a couple toddlers playing in it. She looks at me and motions her finger at me to come here. I turn and start to crawl across the grass to the playpen. When I reach them Tracy looks down and kneels down. 

“Look at the cutie pie. Those big thick diapers make you waddle like such a cute little toddler” She says smiling pinching my cheek. I blush deep red as her gaze was broken by one of the toddlers also named Jacob stands up still dropping her toy truck in the center of the play pen before you hear him grunt and see a bulge form in the seat of his pants. 

Tracy turns to look back at me as she says “Oh my he must be stinky now. But he can wait a bit since we are going to eat soon. When are you going to fill your pants with a stinky for us all to watch?” she asked.    

I blush red as Jacob goes back to playing and mommy takes my hand and helps me over the top of the rail. I find a corner and start to play with the trucks in the pen. I sit and watch as the two other toddlers in the pen play with their cars and run around. I feel the urge to pee and let the floodgates open soaking my diaper. I feel the cloth dampen with my pee pee as I sit on the grass. Soon the toddlers are taken out of the pen and taken to the table as they yell food is ready. Mommy walks over and stands at the edge of the pen as I crawl to her. She takes my hand and helps me over the rail with one hand as she grabs my diaper with the other. 

“WELL SOMEONE IS SOAKED” Mommy announces out loud to everyone. There are a few chuckles and snappy remarks from the comment. 

As we walk over to the table the other toddler says “I have to boom boom” as she reaches her arms out to grab someone. Tracy walks over and picks her up to standing in the chair. She bends her knees and without effort the back of her diaper bulges out large then sags as she wets her diaper as well. She stands back up “BOOM BOOM” She yells out as Tracy tells her to sit back down on her poopy diaper. 

I take a couple more steps and figure I might as well join the other toddlers and fill my diaper knowing I have had to poop since we left home two hours ago. As we reach the table and mommy turns to put me into the oversized high chair when I stop dead in my tracks and bend my knees. 

“OH MY IS BABY MAKING A STINKY” Mommy says out loud. Now the whole table is watching me. With my knees bent I grunt and grimace my face turning red. Mommy turns me around so everyone at the table can see my butt as it soon starts to expand out as mushy poop fills the seat of my diaper. Tracy walks up with a grin. “Good thing you diapered him again!” She lovingly rubs my back. “It’s okay, Baby. Push it all out.” 

Mommy looks over my shoulder down at my butt as I feel you reach up and unbutton the sanps on my overalls dropping them to the ground. My Pink cloth diaper now poking out from the leg bands of my onesie. She looks back over my shoulder “Wow, little man make a big one for mommy since you love playing in your boom boom” as she kisses my forehead. I grunt and push again and more mush pushes into my pants bulging out more as I feel Tracy reach up and touch the bulge. I’m done pushing and mommy turns me around and pushes me down on the highchair mushing the poopy up. She looks and sees a tent forming in the front of my diaper. 

Mommy leans down whispers in my ear. “That cage will keep you good and small. Those cloth diapers should also hide the smell well so Auntie Tracy changes you with the other two when we are done eating!” The toddlers look at me and yell “HE BOOM BOOM, HE BOOM BOOM” as they point at me making me blush as mommy slides the tray onto the highchair. I start to rock back and forth in the highchair feeling the mushy mess fill the voids left in my diaper and letting soon slip into a world of bliss in my messy diapers in front of my wife’s I mean mommys family.

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HOW I LOST MY MAN HOOD PART ONE..

So my ex-wife loved my ABDL side from the very beginning.. we got married and let me wear when ever I wanted too.. I went through many phases and purged my diapered needs many times.. She got more and more into it and really encouraged me to wear more in public.. but I fought her the whole way.. I look back and feel kinda bad.. right after our first kid .. she discovered Milking.. wow.. I was excited.. I loved to be humiliated and that took it to a new level.. when u have a 8 inch boner.. and watch it fall and leak .. without any control over it.. what a odd feeling.. that was the first time I felt so emotional and turned on at the same time.. being limp in a Pamper.. I felt like a toddler..

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How I Lost my Manhood part 2..

Well the first 5 years of marriage when awesome.. made good money.. had 3 awesome kids.. my career was banging.. but my ex-wife being 8 years younger than me.. was really finding herself.. she really got turned on by being my DOMMIE MOMMY, and as long as I was diapered.. she knew she was in control.. of everything.. and I really didn't care anymore.. the bills where paid.. she kept finding cooler and cooler ABDL stores.. and buying tons of toddler clothes and amazing diapers.. So the need for her to control me was awesome in bed, but starting get old in the real world.. I used to love to fight and scrap.. but she hated violence.. I remember coming home after getting a black eye.. and she told me to go to the bedroom and getting ready for nite nite.. iam like.. it's 430 pm and I haven't even had a beef yet.. so I stripped, she diapered me and put my nose in the corner while she fed our kids dinner.. as I stood there in the bedroom.. I was so turned on.. after 45 min .. she came back and told me that this macho bullshit is gonna end tonight.. I was told to get on my hands and knees.. and boom.. she pegged me with a huge dildo.. It hurt.. iam a ass vigil and she lured that bad boy up and stuck it in with no warning.. I remember crying.. just I got a huge woody and felt so much shame.. then she put a second diaper on and gave me a bottle.. Good nite my lil trouble maker.. if u move.. I will bust your ass.. I didn't move until work the next morning.. I could bearly hold my poo in place that next day.. I actually made a nasty skid mark.. which I've never done before.. and the downward spiral begins..

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How I Lost My Manhood PART THREE..

Well my ex-wife was about to ween our youngest off of breast milk and breastfeeding.. but she ask if I would like to try?? I did of course and BOOM.. it was all over.. I was hooked..morning and night.. and then sending lil babas in my lunch box.. so drinking so much of her milk did 3 things.. her nipples got huge.. she loved it.. she always had small nipples.. so yeah she wasn't gonna have me stop..I started have really lose stools and then diarrhea.. so she really started exploring real incontinence thick diapers.. cause I really needed them.. I was a mess.. I hate crapping in my pants.. never did it before.. it was not my thing.. I had no choice just she was have organisms now we'll I fed.. I would be held and she would play with herself.. OMG.. she would climax 6 times in one 45 minute feeding.. and she encouraged me to play with myself. SHE HATED BABY POWER IN HER VAGINA so she would wipe it off when we had sex.. now she was in heaven.. she could climax and just lay there while I suckled.. this went on for a couple of years.. her breast were getting larger and her confidence and control was finally completely locked in over me.. I was in real trouble and didn't realize it.. I started having to wear pull ups to work under my uniform.. I just was becoming diaper dependent.. when it hit you for the first time.. that you really depend on diaper.. Wow.. it's a game changer....

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How I Lost My Manhood PART Four...

Now that iam wear incontinence diapers every night and pull ups at work everyday... it happened.. DIAPER RASH.. it made me walk funny and I was miserable.. so the ex-wife didn't just buy a tube of Destin.. but she huge tub of it.. she didn't want to change me on the bed anymore because it would stain the sheets.. I looked at her scared when I seen the changing mat and plastic pants.. this is going to far I said.. she put the changing mat on the dresser and lifted me up with out a word.. I was in so much pain from the diaper rash and just didn't want to fight..then she put a latex glove on and scooped a huge hand full.. and rubbed it everywhere.. and because she was pissed and hated the smell .. she took her finger and shoved some in my babyhole.. she used to call it.. now not only did I look like a 2 year old.. I smelled like one too.. I remember wearing my first plastic pant.. God they were loud. The next day my underwear drawer was full of plastic and rubber pants.. as she was getting me ready for bed .. she told me that the pull ups are not going to work for me anymore.. these are super dry kids.. for toddlers like you.. and you'll wear it til you get home tomorrow.. I was so embarrassed and scared.. Then she added.. these new onesie are fitted and will keep everything in place under your uniform and keep the noise of your rubber pants down to a dull roar...

About a 2 weeks later after not having a raging rash anymore.. that Friday nite after dinner.. ex explained to me we have a 9am appointment and it's a surprise.. so nervous I didn't ask.. she booked me a laser hair removal session for my privates.. I couldn't believe.. the lady came in sat me on a chair with stirrups and when to town.. my thighs, groan, my ass.. All gone.. no hair.. none.. i never made eye contact... my wife did all the talking.. telling her I was incontinence and how she read that this procedure is hygienic.. I could talk..

We walked to the car and she grabbed my hand and said.. you wanted this.. she guided me to the passenger side and took my jeep keys and told me that I lost my driving privileges and buckled me in my seat.. I just started crying.. I couldn't stop.. I was so defeated.. I was hairless and my privates were getting permanently stained white from the Destin.. And the kicker.. I was thinking that I haven't had sex with her now for 6 months.. I felt so little and tiny.. and my PE PE was suffering too.. it looks so much smaller and weird.. I ask for sex.. I begged.. please.. and I quote.. your a child now.. really.. this is what you wanted and iam happy for you and your happiness makes me happy.. I told her , this is gone too far.. we need to stop.. she said .. No.. now if you want a divorce.. it can happen and you can move on with your life.. I started bawling and send no.. she replied.. no What?? And I said no mommy.. your right.. I'm a baby just like you wanted.. the worst is still to come...

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[bebelogan24]

How I Lost My Manhood PART FIVE..

This where it begins to go south.. I now haven't had sex for months and being new to being diapered 24/7 and always smelling baby powder and Destin.. I was going nuts.. I started touching myself at work and pleasuring my lil manhood at least 2x a day.. I would use kleenex like a 13 year teenager and got really good at disposing the evidence.. this went on for weeks.. one day.. my best buddy walked in.. like guys do.. loud and rude.. and BOOM.. he caught me rubbing one out.. I was so embarrassed.. he laughed so hard and backed out like Homer Simpson.. well he told everyone.. Everyone..

Any who.. one of the guys told his wife in passing how crazy the guys are at work.. so guess what.. she's besties with my Ex-wife.. and the sewing circle started.. I came home later that week and she's pissed.. Your Masterbating at Work.. Really.. That's all I heard for an hour..

No dinner.. soaked in the tub for 15 minutes as she hovers over me.. drys me off.. bed at 430 pm.. double diapered diapered and a huge bottle.. no words.. no conversation.. I knew I was in trouble..

The next day after work.. I was welcomed with a hug and I miss my lil man.. mommy has a present for u.. as she walked me to our room.. she said it was her fault for me touching myself and since iam a child she's gonna take care of this..

She handed me a red gifted wrap box.. with a black bow.. I opened it so scared.. She said out loud.. My new best friend.. A CHASTITY CAGE.. omg .. for real.. I was aroused by the situation.. she pulled of my pants and diaper and begin to put it on.. I was too big... she couldn't get it around my shaft and balls. Well I wasn't expecting that, she replied.. oh well.. let's get a couple of beers in you and you'll go limp..

2 beers later.. I was messed up.. she put a bunch of muscle relaxers in my drink. I was walked to our room .. thank God it was Friday nite.. I laid there as she locked it in.. it hurt and was tight.. then I passed out.. I woke up early.. diapered and soaked.. so fucked up.. my dick screamed from morning wood.. it hurts so bad.. please take this off.. I'll be good.. please.. she sat up and looked at me like I was crazy.. THAT AIN'T COMING OFF.. I was so upset and hung over.. hopped up out of bed and boom.. fell and twisted my ankle like a dumb ass kid.. I couldn't get up.. or even stand.. it swelled up so fast. YOU NOT EVEN A CHILD WOULD DO THAT..

So she pulled me up into bed.. iced my ankle and commented.. well lil man.. looks like iam shopping for a crib for you .. What.. i don't think so.. there's no room in our bedroom.. she fired back.. my bedroom.. yes I know.. I that your mancave.. is going away soon.. as I when to argue back.. a adult size binky was pushed in my mouth.. no no she said as she turned around with her phone.. I looked at a photo of me .. in my bed.. with the huge white disposable diaper iam currently wearing.. with a blue pacifier in my mouth sleeping..

YOU SLEPT ALL NITE WITH YOUR BINKY IN YOUR MOUTH LAST NIGHT.. it was on the floor went i helped you back into bed.. u fight my on putting you in a crib.. all my friends.. who are married to your boys.. will get this picture. So as I make you a ba ba right now.. just think about that.. I'll be back to change you after I get your bottle. I just suckled on my binky... and realized.. iam so far down the rabbit hole...

[bebelogan24]

LOSING MY MANHOOD PART SIX..

Now a couple of weeks went buy.. and laying low at work.. just because i don't know what my ex-wife had told my friends and co workers wife's with her latest treat of outting my little side.. So iam heading home and stop to buy a can of chew and tall boy beer.. like I always do.. my debit card didn't work.. and I know I have thousands in my bank account.. I rush home to to ask my wife if she knew what happened?? She of course said yes I do.. your not longer on any financial account or have any control of money.. What.. i screamed.. she slapped me and told me to mind my manners.. Right now.. you have officially became a child.. I froze.. I'll be taking care of all your needs... come see your new room.. FUCK.. WHAT DO U DO TO MY STUFF.. she grab my ear and said.. Excuse me lil man.. you wanted this.. here it is..

A twin sized crib with rail going up 5 feet.. a huge white changing table.. with diaper stacker on both sides.. a diaper genie that was up to my waist.. and a baby blue toy box that had lil Jimmy on it.. OMG.. IT JUST GOT REAL.. ok let's get that nasty bottom soaked in the tub my lil button.. was marched naked across the hall.. where the common bathroom where the really big tub was.. Nothing but baby bath toys and sesame street towels.. I asked if she would take the cage off so I could scrub my Button, now she was calling it.. since it was getting smaller since I couldn't manhandle it any more.. no babyboy.. mommy knows what's she's doing.. you've gotten me pregnant 3 times and raised 3 kids without your help.. thank u very much.. so it 430 ish in the evening and walked to my new room and diapered and dressed for night time.. was given a huge bottle and locked in my crib.. the room was pitched black from new blinds and a series of night crib toys began to light up.. then the mittens appeared and locked on my hands.. I got groggy fast.. Melatonin, sleeping meds and muscle relaxers.. I was out by 5.. this was my new routine.. my pay check was deposited directly into her account.. my new carpool picked me up every morning.. she sold my truck and motorcycle.. I was done.. every 2 weeks on Saturday.. she would drive me to a kid's hair salon and get a little boy hair cut.. afterwards we would come home and I would get a Neir Bath.. had no more body hair.. and it was just getting worse..

My youngest moved out and headed to college and it wasn't even 24 hours that a new highchair was in the kitchen and playpen was in the living room.. that night as I was being spoon fed.. a friend of mine just walked into the kitchen.. I was pissed.. yelling at him.. how did u get in here..

My ex quick walked from behind and strapped a binky gag around my head.. She went on to explain to me why.. well my lil button.. you haven't had a dick in over 5 years.. how do you think I keep my mind in order.. Your new Daddy here has had a key to my house for more than 5 years now.. the reason why I need you to listen to me is.. iam pregnant again with his child.. and He wants me to move to Chicago where his family is.. I cried.. and cried.. baby.. it's ok.. you can have the house and start over.. I want a man and your just a diapered lil toddler.. and that's ok.. He's transfer papers kick in next week and nobody will know what what.. your a good person but.. I don't want to be your mother anymore.. iam going to take off the gag.. and put you to bed.. ok.. nod if your ok with this.. I nodded.. John my friend of 20 years just said sorry man.. we've been into each other a long time and I won't tell any of the guys about your diaper thing.. I just stood there.. she wiped my face clean from dinner and said .. let get you tucked in with your favorite jammies.. good nite jimmy.. John said as I waddle by him in tears .. mommy holding my hand.. we're all going to have something special between us.. she changed my bumper with ease and tenderness.. gave me a nite nite baba.. and locked me safe in my crib for the night..

[bebelogan24]

OK, Julie, let’s begin. We give each of them a score for neatness of appearance. Points are deducted for dirty knees, untidy hair, slipping socks, loose ties and creased short trousers. Also check for any hair on their legs, there shouldn't be any more now, that has been dealt with. A fail will mean a summary punishment is necessary - using your hand to the backs of his thighs - another reason the boys’ trousers are cut as they are. That chair over there is set up already as it looks like this might be necessary for at least one of them. I can show you how it’s done.

[bebelogan24]

Martin cried as his mummy drove him to his old primary school, where he would face a whole week of punishment. He had been caught stealing from his workers, and now he had to pay for acting like a baby.

As they arrived, Martin felt a knot in his stomach. He knew his mummy had to treat him like a little kid, or the cameras would catch them, making everything worse. The thieves would then be put in a room downtown, on display like babies for 24 hours.

When they got inside, Martin gulped. His mummy pulled down his trousers and boxers with a sigh. "You brought this on yourself, sweetie," she said softly, but there was a firm tone in her voice. Martin shrieked as she stripped him of his clothes, leaving him completely naked

His mummy hugged him tightly, like a mother comforting her child. Then she gently lowered him to the floor. "You really are being silly, Martin," she scolded, shaking her head. "This isn't what I wanted for you, but you deserve this punishment."

Holding her nose, she noticed he smelled bad after three days in jail. "Oh dear, you really need a clean-up," she said, raising his legs. and with wet wipes, she started cleaning his bum bum and winky, using baby powder and Sudocrem until he smelled less like a grown-up and more like the baby he once was.

Then she brought out the nappy. "This is going to keep you nice and clean," she said as she fastened it around him, despite his loud protests. "Time to get you dressed," she cooed, pulling a stripey t-shirt over his head.

As they walked down the hallway towards the nursery, Martin screamed and begged, "Please, mummy, don’t make me go!" But she just smiled and handed him over to the nursery staff, saying, "He has a little bruise on his bum and he’s very stinky this morning." Martin felt his face burn with shame as he dipped his head, knowing he was in for a long, embarrassing week.

[bebelogan24]

As Tiffy slipped into her uniform, a mix of excitement and dread washed over her. The thought of working at the baby prison, a place where adults were reduced to helpless infants, sent shivers down her spine. She had read the rules: no privacy, no dignity—just a life of diapers and baby bottles for those who had committed sexual acts. It seemed harsh, but as she pondered their crimes, she felt a strange sense of justice.

Arriving at the facility, Tiffy was taken aback by the eerie calm. The sounds of soft cooing and the occasional wail filled the air, but the sight of grown men and women crawling on the floor, clad in nothing but diapers, was a stark reminder of their fate. One woman, her hair disheveled, babbled incoherently while another lay on her back, legs in the air, as a staff member changed her diaper. Tiffy couldn't help but think how silly they all looked. pewyew

Then, her heart raced as she spotted Tom, her ex-boyfriend, crawling, his face flushed with shame. He tried to avoid her gaze, but Tiffy felt a rush of power. "What did you do?" she demanded, her voice sharp. When he confessed to installing hidden cameras, her pity evaporated. Instead, she approached him, a wicked grin forming on her lips.

With a playful demeanor, she knelt beside him, inspecting his diaper. "Looks like someone needs a change," she teased, reveling in the role reversal. Tom squirmed, his embarrassment palpable as she noted how he was still clean, but a staff member piped up, "He usually goes around this time."

Tiffy leaned closer, her heart racing with anticipation. She watched him crawl, his humiliation evident as he played with toys meant for infants. The thought of him so helpless, so utterly degraded, thrilled her. "Just wait until you fill that diaper," she whispered, knowing that when the moment came, she'd be ready to rip it off and change him, best bit of all will be the message she sends to his mummy on the care app. letting her know when tom does poopey, how much and how well behaved he was.

[bebelogan24]

After being caught spying on women with hidden cameras, Tommy was sentenced to spend a year as a baby. His mother agreed to take care of him, knowing he could face ten years in prison if she didn’t follow the judge's orders.

As they left the courtroom, Tommy was strapped into a booster seat, and the women he had spied on laughed loudly. "See you later this week, baby Tommy!" they teased.

Every Wednesday, Tommy would have to attend baby swim classes at the pool. The women promised to come each week to watch him suffer. In the ladies' changing room, Tommy would be blindfolded while being changed, but everyone would still see him.

When they got home, his mother took him straight to his room. Lying on the bed, she scolded him, making sure he understood why this was happening. "This is just the start," she said firmly. "You’ll also have mummy and me music, dance, and coffee mornings."

"Whatever a mummy does with her baby, you’ll be part of it," she added with a smirk.

She took off his shoes and socks. "Alright, sweetie, time to get you dressed," she said, leaning over to remove his fancy clothes. She undid the button and yanked down his pants and boxers. Tommy squirmed and screamed, trying to hide his shame.

"Keep your hands by your side," his mother commanded. He wiggled, but she just stood back and watched him struggle. Realizing he couldn’t escape, he stopped moving and said, "Sorry, mummy," feeling very small.

"Please, mummy," he whimpered, feeling exposed. His mother took off his trousers and shirt, leaving him completely naked. She pulled out a bag filled with baby things, including wipes and a nappy.

Tommy cried as she began lifting his legs, and started cleaning him like a baby. She wiped his bum and pee-pee, lifting his legs just like she would for a little one. Tommy shrieked when she wiped inside his bum, showing him the dirty wipe. "Look at this mess!" she laughed, cleaning him thoroughly.

After finishing, she sighed and applied baby powder and cream, smiling at the smell. Tommy turned bright red, feeling even more embarrassed.

The sound of the nappy rustling filled the room as she lifted his bum and taped it up snugly. "All done!" she mocked. "Remember, when Tommy needs to wee-wee or poo-poo, he goes in his nappy. Mummy will check whenever she wants."

Tommy asked if he could change himself or if he could use the potty if he was good. "No way!" his mother said, shaking her head. "For one whole year, you’ll be in a nappy like a baby, no matter where you are."

"Now, let’s get you dressed," she cooed, lifting his arms and putting a cute blue dress made for little girls over him.

Tommy sobbed as his mother welcomed the delivery men to decorate his new baby room.

She led him downstairs and, in front of men his age, plopped him on the floor with a teddy bear, making him watch Dora the Explorer.

[bebelogan24]

"No, sweetie, you can’t have another glass of milk. You already had one before playtime and another during bath time. I was very clear; it was either one at bath time or bedtime, and you picked bath time. Now, swing those little legs around because it’s bedtime! Babies need to be asleep before 7 PM so mummies can enjoy their evenings.

Oh no, darling, you can’t join mummy for film night. Mummy is watching a movie with her friends, sipping on some wine, and enjoying chocolates. Mummy doesn’t need to tell babies anything. Did mummy forget to tell you? Of course not! Mummy can have whoever she wants over.

Oh, sweetheart, don’t cry! It will be so embarrassing when mummy’s friends come upstairs to check if you’re sleeping. Yes, it will be very humiliating when mummy checks your nappy! Just imagine, mummy walking you downstairs in front of her best friends to change you. Everyone knows how big of a cheat you’ve been, and mummy has told them all about your regression therapy.

Now, no ifs or buts! Swing those legs so mummy can pull the crib up and read you a bedtime story. It’s time to settle down, little one!"

[bebelogan24]

One day, Gareth found himself in a situation he could never have imagined. He was caught sneaking around the women's toilets, trying to film the girls in their private moments. Instead of getting away, he was caught red-handed! A group of women decided to teach him a lesson he wouldn't forget. They marched him into a brightly colored room, stripped him of his clothes, and laid him down on a fluffy changing mat.

Gareth was mortified! He couldn't believe this was happening. All he could do was lay there, cheeks burning, as one of the women called his mom. "You won't believe what your son has been up to!" she said with a smirk. Before he knew it, Gareth was stuck in a diaper, and the women were giggling as they set up playdates at their houses.

For an entire month, Gareth bounced from one house to another, sitting on the floor while the ladies chatted about everything from their favorite TV shows to the latest gossip. They would fuss over him like he was a real baby, wiping his nose and asking if he had made a "stinky." Each time, they would pull back his diaper and make him bend over, which made him feel even smaller.

The playdates always ended with a diaper change and a bottle feed. Gareth would sit on the lap of one of the moms, feeling both embarrassed and oddly comforted as she bounced him on her knee while feeding him. The ladies would watch with delight, knowing that Gareth was getting exactly what he deserved for being such a perv.

[bebelogan24]

Tom's life had taken a nosedive after he was caught peeping under women's dresses and skirts. The women, furious and seeking revenge, decided to teach him a lesson. they went and bought a frilly baby dress and a nappy, they dragged Tom into the women's bathroom, undressing him like a fussy toddler.

“Look at you, Tom! Just a silly little boy!” one woman laughed as she pulled down his pants. Tom screamed, realizing he was naked, and tried to bolt, but stumbled like a clumsy child, his man bum in the air.

They brought him back in, sliding up the pull-ups and fastening the baby dress around him. “Let’s see how you feel, Tom, with everyone watching your dress ride up and down, showing off your underwear,” another woman taunted. “How embarrassed will you be when you pretend you didn’t notice the flash of a camera? Or when you have to apologize for the wind blowing your skirt up?”

Tom's face turned crimson as he imagined the humiliation. “Please, no! I didn’t mean to!” he pleaded, but the women were relentless. “Oh, but you wanted to see, didn’t you? Now you’ll see how it feels!” they cackled.

As he bounced up and down, the dress swayed, and he realized the nappy was on full display. The laughter grew louder, and Tom felt utterly ridiculous. Suddenly, he felt the nappy slip down to his ankles. “Oh no! he wailed, mortified to find he had gone wee wee in it.

“No, Tom! You won't pull it up!” one woman declared, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You can bounce around with your winky out for a bit. Look at you, loving all this attention! If you didn’t want it, why wear that silly dress?”