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D: Diaper check kiddo

Fuck. You'd been dreading that text. You didn't want to have to explain yourself. You didn't want to have to tell your Daddy anything. You didn't want to explain you were thinking about purging, or deleting all your kinky social media, or how you thought you might need a break from your dynamic, or anything. You burried your head in your pillow and mulled over your options.

B: no diaper. just not feeling it right now. can i have a break tonight? D: ...

You felt the drop even waiting for your Daddy write their reply.

It'd been an okay week. Not the best you'd had in a while, but nothing out of the ordinary screwed-up. It'd been a minute since you'd seen each other though. Living on either sides of the city wasn't ideal, but you normally made it work. And when you couldn't see each other, texts and facetimes and other means did an alright job at keeping the momentum up till you could see each other again.

Ping! You were terrified to see the reply. You felt bad that Daddy'd had to deal with this, that you had to break so many rules that you asked for. Daddy was a fantastic Daddy, and here you were stepping outside the field just because... well, for no reason. You turned your phone back over.

D: otw over right now. movie night? Gonna grab some extra butter popcorn, a box of chocolates, and your wine.

B: idk... dont come over unless you really want to

D: eta is 8:00.

You didn't know what you expected at this point. Before you'd met your Daddy, you'd waffled countless times - ordering cute outfits, and diapers, and all kinds of adorable accessories, only for them all to wind up in the trash or donated after a month or two. You'd build up so much momentum, and decide that you were finally going to try, maybe for a week or maybe forever, to just dive into 24/7 diapers and being a little. Then, sometimes after a week, or sometimes after a month, all of it would shrivel up. All the confidence you'd built up would whither away, and you'd be back to square one. Feeling like you should just be... be normal.

That's where you were hoping Daddy'd step in. You figured with Daddy counting on you, you'd be able to get over the hump. That you wouldn't have to worry about binging and purging. But, even with all the support Daddy'd shown you, here you were. Teetering on the edge, again. You shoved your face in your pillow - the same one you'd been on FaceTime humping last night. Ugh. Maybe you could do this gently, or maybe Daddy'd see you and know that it just wouldn't work out. Either way, minimal fuss, right?

D: Here. Let me in? B: OTW

Fuck. You picked your head up and huffed. Best to get it over with. You knew the second that door was opened and Daddy saw you like this, you'd both be so let down there would be no other recourse.

As soon as you opened the door, you felt the tears well up. Ready for the worst, you stood there.

But, you felt your Daddy's arms wrap around you and bring you into a strong set of shoulders. Where you expected cold, you found warmth. Where you expected to feel your Daddy drawing back, you were pulled in closer.

"Hey Kiddo, you want me to come in and pour you a glass of wine?"

You looked up with full eyes, nodding while Daddy closed the door. Daddy sat you down on the couch, smooched your forehead, and before you realized it, so much of that tension had melted away. You were sitting criss cross on the couch, with a glass of wine in hand and chocolate smeared across your smile so quickly. Daddy hadn't said anything about diapers or being little. You'd just been asked about your day, and what you'd been up to... you'd been treated like a person.

Before you'd realized it, it was late. Late late. Too late for you to want Daddy to leave.

"Daddy... would you stay the night with me, please?" You looked up with your puppy dog eyes.

"I think I can do that." Daddy said with a smile.

Daddy brushed your teeth for you, and you walked them through your skincare routine, however brief it actually was. Daddy'd taken care of you, Daddy'd made sure you were happy, that you felt like more than just one side of a kinky dynamic.

As you got ready to sink in bed with Daddy... you felt it again.

"Daddy... these undies... they feel a little... thin?"

"Sweetheart, you don't have to wear a diaper tonight, you asked for the night off, yeah?"

"Yeah, but... I want one, I think."

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Diapers Are You: Truth, Acceptance, and Becoming Whole

You have always known. The quiet tug in your chest when you saw them. The pulse of longing that never faded. The way your mind wrapped around the thought of them even when you tried to let it go. You may have told yourself it was a habit, a fantasy, a quirk of your desires. But it has always been more than that. It has been truth.

Diapers are not something you chose. They are something that has always been part of you. Maybe you hid from it. Maybe you tried to push it away, stuffing it into the corners of your life where no one would see. Maybe you spent years wondering if you could live without them, if you should live without them. But the answer was always waiting in the silence.

There is a reason you feel at home when you wear them. A reason you crave their presence, their thickness, their softness, their security. A reason the thought of being without them stirs something uneasy inside you. Because diapers are not just something you put on. They are something you are.

And yet, for so long, you may have resisted. You may have believed the world’s voice over your own. You may have thought that denying this truth would make it disappear. But truth does not vanish. It lingers. It waits. It returns in dreams, in quiet moments, in the way your body aches for what it has always known. The only question is whether you will accept it.

Acceptance is not about giving in. It is about becoming whole. It is about recognizing that you were never broken, never wrong, never something to be fixed. The world taught you to doubt yourself, to second-guess your desires, to believe that something so deep and undeniable must be unnatural. But the world was wrong. There is nothing more natural than aligning with who you truly are.

Diapers are not just an object. They are identity. They shape the way you move, the way you think, the way you feel safe and seen. They are the rhythm of your body, the embrace of comfort and surrender, the language of something deeper than words.

Because diapers are not separate from you. They are you.

So stop resisting. Stop second-guessing. Stop thinking of this as something outside yourself, something you allow or deny. Take hold of what you have always known. Let it settle into your bones. Let it become as natural as breath, as certain as gravity, as undeniable as your own reflection.

You are not indulging. You are not escaping. You are becoming. And you have always been.

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I want to be hardcore babied.

• Pick me up.

• Let me sit on your lap.

• Bottle-feed me.

• Tell me to put in my paci cuz it just makes me look so cute.

• Ask me if I need help.

• Tell me I’m too tiny to do things on my own.

• Call me your good little boy.

• Ask me where my favorite stuffie is, and call him by his name.

• Pick out my clothes for me and dress me up.

• Run me a bubble bath and sit on the edge of the tub with bath toys and pile bubbles on my head.

• Put on my favorite movie/cartoon without me asking and cuddle me while we watch it.

• Compliment me out of the blue.

• Hold my hand in public so I don’t get lost.

• Put me in a onesie and make me take a nap.

• Buy me giant stuffies to snuggle with.

• Read me a bedtime story.

• Act silly and make me laugh.

• Ask me what sound an animal makes.

• Praise me for simple tasks.

• Bring me juice in a sippy cup.

• Wrap me up in a bunch of blankets when it’s cold.

• Tell me I’m your precious little angel.

• Just baby me, please.

[diaperboytyty]

Build a Better Baby - Through Boredom!

Let's face it -- your diapered kiddo is going to do whatever you say. Whether it's because they're your sweet, submissive angel (😇) or your freshly spanked brat (😭), your Little will be watching the baby cartoons you tell them to watch. They will play with whatever tinker toys you set in front of them. They will waddle off to bed at the early hour you choose.

But that's not regression. That's compliance.

If you want your pamper packer bouncing up and down at the idea of playing with their shape sorter and bead maze, you need to prime their brains with boredom.

30 minutes.

Every day.

Put them in a fresh diaper, plug in their paci, and lay them down for Tummy Time. Take their phone away. No screens, no books, no music, no conversation, no distractions. Your little one is just going to suckle and stare at the floor. They shouldn't be uncomfortable, but they shouldn't be cozy enough to nap, either.

Do you know how long 30 minutes feels when you have nothing to keep your mind occupied? They are going to be bored out of their mind.

Then, after a couple of weeks of this strange torture, you hand them a toy. Maybe a dolly or a stack of blocks. A spinny wheel that makes animal noises. A box of crayons and some paper.

You won't even have to tell them to play with it. Their starved, shriveling little brains won't be able to resist making their stuffies dance, or soaking in the primary colors of their 9-piece puzzle.

The fun part will come the next time they earn a punishment. Nothing devious or creative. Just say:

No toys for Tummy Time.

And they'll realize what all those blocks and shapes and dolls and crayons have come to mean for them. They might even start crying. They're back to staring at the floor, counting out an eternity of seconds, when all they want in the universe is their spinny wheel that reminds them that the cow says "Moo."

Use boredom.

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Been feeling more like a puppy recently

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Moments of Age-regression! Since I can remember I’ve been doing age-regression so I can deal with every stress or anxieties that I experience. When I got tested when I was 13/14 they figured out that I was Autistic.

Before I hit puberty diapers were only a stimming regression method for me. (Without me even knowing it was, but when I heard I was autistic everything became clear to me) when I hit puberty the sexual fetish part came along as a part of my sexual life and orientation ❤️

In the first place Diapers and littlespace will always be regression and stimming for me to deal with my autism. And only in my sexlife and during special events does the kink part come along. So people stop judging littles for being a part of both worlds.

A human is way more complex than being one thing. You can be an age-regressor and a Kinky ABDL at the same time, we should be more united as a community instead of judging other littles by the way they live or identify. And if you don’t agree with someone then just unfollow them, stay nice and respectful ❤️🫶🏻🧸

[diaperboytyty]

This is the abdl cat. He only appears every 329 737 398 days.

Reblog this post in the next 30 secondes and he will bring you a lot of diapers and abdl clothes.

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Megamax's are easily 1 of my favorite fitting diapers. I love how high they come up as well as knowing that if I bend over I won't be able to hide it. It's like having a wonderful hug the entire time.

[diaperboytyty]

call me your little boy, your baby, grab my hand when we’re in public, hold doors open for me, order my food for me, give me small surprises, play with my hair, whisper things down to me, let me wear your shirts, give me rules, be strict, but gentle, know what i like and don’t like in little space, know when i’m in little space, how to get me in little space, and get me out of it. be my daddy, not just someone i call daddy.

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Have the pleasure of watching this little rugrat today.

He got a spanking for trying to be a big boy last night and wetting the bed. Now he is back in diapers for the day. A little attitude adjustment and now he is a happy little boy!

[diaperboytyty]

Success Stories

It’s been incredibly to hear from so many of you who have found our articles helpful, both as ABDL’s using it as encouragement to speak with their partners and also for non-ABDL partners using it to understand more and help their diaper wearing partner.

I wanted to just write down a few elements which have stood out:

Non-ABDL partners are much more open to 24/7 than I’d have expected

Comments like “I don’t mind him wearing all the time if it makes him happier” are much more common than people worrying about it.

I’ll come onto this later but 24/7 is actually preferable for a lot of partners.

ABDL partners almost always need the push to embrace what’s actually best for them

Feelings of shame and worries about lack of acceptance often works against ABDL’s doing what is best for their happiness and mental health.

A partner “forcing” them to wear more has only resulted in positive stories from both sides. As well as helping the ABDL get want they actually desire the fact their loved one is encouraging them to do it makes them feel very accepted.

Non-ABDL partners prefer a clear structure over their wearing

Many partners really struggle to know when they should diaper their partner or encourage it as their desires are yo-yoing all the time.

Many I’ve spoken to have chosen to make them wear all the time vs random wearing and found this to be much preferable.

24/7 although seemingly a big lifestyle change is easier to understand and adapt to. Exceptions are ok but the non-ABDL partner should control these.

Checks are harder than changes

Most partners are willing to change their partners diaper regularly or all the time. About half also do their 💩 ones.

Checks however are harder for them to get into the routine of. Initially it might be fine for the ABDL partner just to ask for a change as required but the simplest way to incorporate changes is for a phone alarm to be set every 2 hours initially to get into the routine.

ABDL clothing is hit or miss

Some partners love the babyish side and lean into this while others find this element the hardest to deal with.

An honest conversation is required and then if they struggle with ABDL attire, experiment and work up slowly.

Kids complicate things

Couples with older children struggle to switch to 24/7 as easily. Wearing every night is the most common option initially in this case.

My advice would be to experiment with 24/7 pre-kids if you can and then just keep it going as the norm once kids arrive.

The non-ABDL partner should make the decision

It feels like it should really be for stories but actually I’m now a massive advocate for the non-ABDL partner triggering the shift to them being diapered 24/7.

They should throw away their underwear (maybe keeping and hiding a few for exceptions) and replace them with diapers.

This is as important for the non diaper wearing partner as the ABDL partner as it helps them fully accept this is a choice they’ve made and accepted. Doing this while they’re away and then diapering them for first time as a 24/7 wearer when they return is a powerful moment.

The success rate is amazing

All the couples who have now switched to 24/7 or close have kept it going. Most importantly both sides are reporting that they’re happier.

The best results are when they commit to diapers fully with very limited exceptions and the partner is involved regularly with changes.

Most expect this to now be permanent.

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Based on what we’ve seen this has continued to cement my opinion that if you can you should move your ABDL partner to as close to 24/7 as you can manage.

Keep the rules simple with diapers becoming their toilet for everything, exceptions only where 100% required and treat it as a permanent change.

Make the decision for them and thank me later 🥳

[diaperboytyty]

Diaper discipline for your partner when you’re not ready for 24/7

Many couples I speak to the diapered partner has a desire to be forced to wear 24/7 but either this isn’t practical in their lives or their partner isn’t ready to get that involved yet.

So I wanted to put together a short guide on how you can implement diaper discipline and forced regression in a ad hoc and none full time way.

With 24/7 diaper wearing the discipline & domination parts come significantly by you removing their toilet privileges in a near total way which results in it being the discipline they need. If you’re instead only going to make them wear on an ad-hoc basis then you need to make some changes.

First although they’re going to be wearing a lot less you need to be more involved when they are wearing. Secondly it has to be unpredictable for them. And finally it should be more intense than 24/7 wearing to make up for the reduced regularity of it.

I did this to my partner before we decided 24/7 was the right path so here as some tips to get you started.

Look for opportunities to make them wear diapers where it will be more embarrassing while still protecting their privacy

- Going on a day trip? Surprise them by diapering them in the morning and packing a diaper bag for them to carry.

- Long drive? Thick diapers are required.

- Staying with friends or family? Diaper them up for bed!

Force them to use their diapers

- Once or twice a week force them to mess their diapers with the help of suppositories, enemas or laxatives.

- Use locking clothes or diaper covers to prevent them from removing their diaper so they have to use it.

- Lock the door to the toilet in your home

- Don’t give them permission to use the toilet in public

- Make them lose control in a semi-public way. You don’t want to expose others to smelly diapers but giving them a suppository and sending them to get groceries or go out for a walk is a favorite of mine. Or hand a suppository for them to insert at the end of a meal out or when on a drive and still an hour or two away from home.

Take control of their first diapering, checks & changes

- Surprise them by walking into the room, with diaper supplies in hand, and diapering them there and then.

- Tell them that they can’t ask for checks or changes and do these yourself

- Check them in a physical way, making them drop their pants or lift skirt

Vary the amount of time they’re diapered

- Sometime it might just be overnight

- Other times enforce 24/7 diapers for up-to a week

- Don’t tell how long each session will last

Throw in extended 24/7 periods

- Going on a 1 or 2 week vacation? Surprise them by diapering them and telling them that you’ve packed no underwear for them.

- Got a quiet month at home? Tell them you’re going to test them being diapered full time for a bit

Make it more embarrassing

- Tease them when they’re diapered

- Threaten then with being made to wear 24/7

- Force them to use their diaper in front of you

- Make them have their diaper exposed in the house or enforce abdl clothing only

- Don’t change them until they leak and then switch to thicker diapers

- Use more babyish diapers or make a male partner wear girly diapers more

Combine diapers with other humiliation elements:

- Male partner? Dress them as a girl when diapered

- Use bondage alongside their diapers; restrain overnight in a spare bedroom, use a straightjacket & suppositories to make them feel helpless, shackle their ankles to their desk in an exposed diaper while working from home, use locking onesies and covers regularly

- Chastity! Lock them up while diapered and experiment with pegging

- Butt plugs? Going out but don’t want them to mess? Plug them up.

- Role play. Nurse & patient or teacher & school boy/girl work great with diapers

- Pull ups or abdl underwear when not diapered

Use forced regression alongside diapers as much as possible

- When at home and in diapers they should not be dressed as an adult. Onesies, shortalls, exposed diapers, baby dresses, etc…

- Use pacifiers and bottles regularly

- Make them wear a bib while eating. Or step things up and feed them yourself

- Tell them they’re a baby, only babies wear diapers, etc

- Turn a spare bedroom into a nursery simply by replacing the sheets, adding some plushies and keeping a few piles of diapers and supplies visible.

How much and when?

With all of these ideas to try the question comes up of how often should they be diapered and how do I decide when that should be (especially if not a natural mommy/daddy).

As a minimum I’d recommend they’re diapered 25% - 50% of each month. In terms of deciding when you should make them wear, I used to do this at the start of each month and week.

At the start of the month I’d look at our plans for the coming month and see if there were any big events to add diapers to. These for example might be a vacation where they could be diapered 24/7, a weekend away, day trips, etc.

Then each week I’d decide how to get 2-3 days of diaper wearing in. Normally this would involve at least a full day at the weekend as well as some nights and maybe a day when he was working from home. Try pick a mixture of at home and in public diaper wearing time.

For forced messing I’d think when would be best for this. A weekend day at home works well especially when using laxatives where the effects can last a while. Suppositories are easier to plan around and can be inserted as part of a diaper check.

For the rest feel free to plan in as much or little detail as you like but keep it a secret from them. I started with very detailed plans which became less detailed as a gained confidence in the mommy dom role.

A tip from me is I setup a separate calendar on my phone to keep track of when he should be diapered and used a simple code to keep it discrete, naming the calendar “chores”:

- cook = they’re diapered

- garbage = forced messing

- clean = diaper change

- break = diaper check

- Etc…

The beauty of this is I could have notification reminders on for all of these and it doesn’t give anything away even if somebody sees it. In the early days, these reminders for me to check and change him were very helpful.

Finally, remember when doing this that you want it to be embarrassing & inconvenient for them some of the time. With diaper discipline and forced regression it won’t work if it’s always fun for them so plan accordingly.

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To other people, you and Daddy seem like any other gay couple. Meeting friends, attending music concerts, eating in restaurants, and doing all the adult activities. Nobody knows about what happens behind closed doors. It’s your own private thing.

A month ago you and Daddy went to a gay bar to have a few drinks and meet friends. The music played your favorite songs, and the vibe was awesome. So many hot guys around. Some had great faces, some great bodies, some even both. But there was that one guy, that one you couldn’t get your eyes off.

Maybe it was the drinks, but you said to Daddy out loud “Look at that guy! God what would I do to him…”

Daddy looked at you strangely. You never talked like that, and he never did as well. He shrugged and you both continued as usual.

A week from then you went out to the same bar. The music was great yet again, the drinks were great yet again. The vibe was right, the guys were hot, and then you saw that guy again over the bar. You couldn’t get your eyes off him. This time you said nothing, you felt like Daddy wouldn’t like it. You turned your head towards him and understood he saw you were looking at the guy. With a quick move, Daddy passed by you and walked around the bar and to the guy. You were in a bit of a shock, looking at Daddy talking to the guy. They were chatting, then laughing. After two minutes Daddy brought him your way.

“There now, meet John” Daddy introduced him to you.

“Hey?” you said awkwardly.

“Nice to meet you, we’ll chat another time cuz’ I have to go. Cheers.” John said and left in a rush.

“Hot guy right? Man, what will I do to him” Daddy said and winked.

Three weeks have gone by since then. It was a nothing special Friday night. Daddy decided to stay in for the night. No bars, no restaurants, no friends. It’s been a busy time lately and he thought it will be best for you to just stay in, having an early bedtime in your nursery. He thickly diapered you with a few overnight diapers, chose the biggest pacifier you had, and even locked your hands with mittens. Daddy wanted you to have the babyish night ever. He left the nursery’s door half open just before he went to watch a movie in the leaving room. It was still a bit early so you were just half asleep when you heard knocks on the door. You got paralyzed in your crib. This never happened. Nobody ever saw you as a baby, or even being around the house when you were babied. You sucked your pacifier anxiously. Daddy started to talk, then you heard the other person. You listen well. You couldn’t believe it, Daddy wouldn’t do it to you, it will be too much.

They talked and talked, then you heard footsteps that ended in Daddy’s bedroom, which was your bedroom not too long ago. Chatting turned to kissing sounds, then sucking sounds, then fucking sounds and moans. Daddy and the guy had amazing sex while you lay embolized in your crib. Hugging your teddy bear, you were too afraid to make even the smallest move so you wouldn’t make the slightest noise. You don’t want them to come over. You were overwhelmed. It was humiliating and degrading. You felt like Daddy used your words to degrade you inside your own home. You were so ashamed you started to sob silently, tears covered your face and pacifier gag.

The sex noises stopped and you heard the water running from the shower.

“Put on some clothes and bring your phone, I want you to meet someone” Daddy yelled.

‘No please’, you thought, ‘Don’t bring him here’.

Daddy came into the room, smirking, coming for the crib rails, he was about to put them down.

“Oh wow, what I did to him” he said, teasing you, choosing those exact words.

There he was, John, right behind him, holding up his phone, pointing at you, only the crib’s bars were hiding you.

None of them knew, because of your thick layered diapers, that you had the most raging hard-on ever. It started when you heard John’s voice an hour ago, you felt the diaper become sticky from oozing pre cum once you heard them fucking, crying made you even hornier, and then when he held his phone, recording you, after he had sex with your man, you thought you were about to cum.

Daddy just put his hand over your diaper and you released the biggest load ever into your waiting diaper. “Oh, hush now, you just came in your diaper after daddy had sex with someone else who’s taking humiliating pictures of you? It’s okay to keep on crying, Daddy knew what you needed”

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@bilbng86 's one comment led to something he couldn't ever imagine!

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A gym is a place of many fantasies, who would believe some are true?

You fantasized about not being the only diaper boy out there. With every guy with a big butt, your imagination automatedly decided he is diapered. Sadly, their butts were the result of good proper squatting. Sometimes during situps you just sat there, on the mat, searching for clues. You felt your slightly wet diaper under you. Ever since you lost a bit of control over your bladder, you prefer to go with a diaper, even to the gym. Some guys may already saw it, but you just hope nobody will comment. There’s no other option for you, aside from wetting your trainers of course.

One day, you came for a workout, and you saw a familiar face. It’s an ABDL guy you were following online. He’s smaller than you, but still muscular. He looks so handsome, especially in a diaper. You thought about saying something, but couldn’t, you were shy about being ABDL. Halfway through your workout you gathered yourself and decided to finally say something to him. As you walked towards him, you saw another dude had started a conversation with him. You know that guy, he’s lifting here for a couple of years He is big, very big, burly even. You stopped and watched them talking. They were laughing and suddenly your online crush slapped the other guy’s ass. Wait, was the big guy wearing a diaper too?

Your peepee became hard in your diaper. No worries about tenting, you’re small and the diaper covers it nicely.

You finished your workout and went to the shower. It was pretty late and it was empty. You got undressed, took off your thin gym diaper, and throw it away. In the shower, you couldn’t help but think about the two guys in diapers, it was so hot and you were so horny, you jacked off in there, letting your seed down the drain. When drying yourself, you thought nobody is there, and you’ll diaper yourself real quick with a night diaper. It had a babyish print on it, but nobody would see. You lay on the bench, and got diapered real quick, then covered yourself with adult clothes. Anyone could tell you were wearing a diaper, but you thought nobody would see you until you step into your house.

Just before pulling the pants up, you heard someone talking “I knew he wears one, I just knew it”

It was the big guy, with the smaller Twitter guy next to him. “Awwww and he has one with a print too!” said your crush.

You stood there, silent, not knowing what to say. Your online crush, a huge muscle guy next to him, looking at you, wearing a thick babyish diaper. You didn’t even cover yourself, you just gave them the view they wanted.

As they were talking about you and your diaper, they took off their gym clothes. Both of them had a diaper on, but they were plain white and thinner. You could see raging hard-ons under the diapers. They got turned on by you. The sound of tapes filled the space as they took their diapers off, reviling their big hard-ons.

“Sometimes wearing babyish diapers is because the wearer has a baby’s peepee. Show us your peepee baby.” said your crush.

You just jerked off, your small penis is even smaller now, tiny even. But you turned around and lowered your diaper, showing off your tiny powdered penis, pointing forward.

“Just stand there baby, as the bigger kids take a shower” said the big guy.

So you just stood there, pants to your knees, one hand lowering the front of your diaper, showing your small peepee to the bigger boys with bigger cocks, while they were taking a shower.

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@alittleisolated gained more than he wanted at the gym.