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Cold take: Credit card companies should not have the unilateral power to decide what is or isn't acceptable art. Also fuck weirdo puritan terfs.
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College dorm floor that's all bed wetters. The same way you can indicate your preference for a single-gender or quiet floor, you can check a special box confirming you can't keep your sheets dry.
On move in day you see people's cases of pull-ups and diapers being toted in on carts, alongside their bags of clothes and knick-knacks. All the beds are already fitted with plastic sheets, even though you brought your own.
On the first night you wander into the lounge and find a group of people playing cards and getting to know each other. When you sit to join the group you notice a crinkly diaper waistband poking out of someone's pants. The girl across from you in the circle is wearing a crop top and the edge of a purple pull-up is just above her sweat pants. You're surprised they're already changed for bed, then jealous that you aren't.
There's a diaper pail in the communal bathroom. You seem to run out of toilet paper at a much slower rate than the other floors.
A few weeks in you realize you didn't reorder more diapers in time. No need to panic, your roommate has extras. They're a little much for you, with baby animals all over, but you have to admit they're more comfortable than yours. Maybe you'll get a pack like these next time.
You've made a little group that likes to get up early for breakfast before the dining hall gets busy. You can tell by the bulge and waddle your friend has as they shuffle through the line that they haven't changed yet.
You start putting your diaper on a little earlier every night. You realize you like the cushy dry feeling, one you never got to savor when you waited until the last possible minute before bed to change. Sometimes it's already a little damp before you've turned out your light and closed your eyes.
Finals roll around you head to the library for an all nighter. Friends from the floor and your roommate join too. No one makes a single bathroom trip the entire time.
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Love Letter to Light-Hearted Diaper Humiliation
No shade to any and all other types of dominating but I have a huge affinity for humiliation where it's low stakes, light-hearted and fun :) For example:
"Hey stinker, come over here really quick, let me check you."
"Let's get you changed. No, I'm not mad! If I expected you to be able to hold it you wouldn’t have a diaper on cutie."
"It's okay if you had an accident, dork - I'm not exactly surprised at this point. Come here, lets see if you need a change"
"You really didn't notice that you peed yourself? Adorable"
"You're lucky I'm around baby, or you'd never know when you'd need to change. Which is often by the way 😇"
"Hey! This is Ash, she's my girlfriend! - just to get it out of the way, she's wearing a diaper right now since she is struggling with her control - no worries, we have it handled!"
*Pats my wet diapered butt* "Whoa kiddo - did you have a couple more accident's since last I checked?"
"Did you try to make it to the potty? Okay well that's all we can ask for! Maybe next time, stinker 🤭"
"Girl.. you wet your training diaper twice yesterday, I wouldn't exactly say we're close to fully trained"
"I'm going to grab more stickers for the bedwetting chart at the store - I'm only going to get raincloud stickers because we still have a plenty of unused sunshine stickers..."
"I hope you don't mind I told them about your diapers since we are going to be staying the night. No, it's fine, they don't care - its not exactly a secret at this point that you're still training."
"I wish you could see your face when I notice that you had an accident - you become such a blushy mess 😍"
"Do you 'think' you had an accident or do you know you had an accident and are too embarrassed to admit it?"
"Uh oh - soggy morning kiddo? That's alright, we'll try again tomorrow - Make sure to put the raincloud on the chart so we can keep track :)"
"I'd totally believe you if you weren't wearing a unicorn onesie with a soaked diaper right now"
"I'm not going to change you yet, dork - I know you're not done having accidents today"
"Come here baby, your waistband is poking out"
"Yeah she is! Come here Ash!" As I walk over, she flips up my skirt to show my used diaper "See? Told you! She needs them since she can't always hold it when she has to go.. as you can see!"
"I'll give you $10 right now if you are dry"
"It honestly makes sense that you're a bedwetter - it fits your vibe :)"
"I haven't seen your bunny stuffie in a while - did you guys break up? 😉"
*Grabs the front of my very wet diaper* "I dunno, does this feel like being a big girl to you?"
*a hissing sound starts coming from my side of the couch* "Wow you really had to go, huh baby?"
"Did you just piss your diaper while sitting in my lap?"
"Next time you feel an accident coming along let me know - I wanna put my hand on it feel you losing control 😈 that is, if you are able to notice when you have to go 🤭"
"Hold still, you are fussier to change than the kids I used to babysit"
"You're being awfully sassy towards the girl who decides if you get changed or not"
"No way girl. Those stripes are gone - wetness indicated!"
"I've never seen someone so happy to lay across my lap - its so cute"
"You're soaked butt is like a little pissy stressball that I can squeeze whenever I want to, because lets face it, you're not dry that often."
"I put your name as DPRGRL for bowling - hope that's chill 😘"
"You'd think after all these accidents, you'd stop getting so embarrassed you little dweeb 😋"
"Well, lets be clear - you're wearing diapers because you can't be trusted to hold it. You're wearing those diapers because they're so cute on you :) hope that clears it up!"
"I honestly just assume you're always a little wet. And I'm usually right lol"
"Yes, but counter point: You're wearing a diaper that you just peed in so."
"Hey cutie, wake up - I think you're dreaming of waterfalls"
"I don't want you to lose all of your control, but it is really cute to watch you fill your pampers so. Either way is good with me baby but it seems like we're headed in that direction ;)"
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom - wanna come and take notes?"
"Yeah no, I asked my friends, none of us have had an accident in the last month so you're on your own there sweetie :)"
"Hey, there's no shame in pissing your pants so often and so much that your girlfriend is compelled to start putting you in diapers and tracking your loss of control until you become a full-time bedwetter and pamper pisser - it's totally normal and reasonable.. totally😐."
"Hey stinker - got enough room in that thing for one more episode?"
"I could hold my breath longer than you can stay dry"
"Oh shut up, you love this."
Etc.
There's probably so much more but I can't think of anything else so.
Here ya go.
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obsessed
if any song called for a wlw version
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reminder to all 14-19 year olds girls. that grown man does not like you. you are a victim
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reposting for boob luck
all you post about is tiddies
we all live for something
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I just... absolutely love the idea of being regressed into a bratty kid.
Destroy my attention span and self control
Condition and gaslight me into blurting stuff out without thinking about it
Encourage me to be hyper-emotional until I'm regularly throwing tantrums
Redirect my interests to more and more childish things until I'm obsessed with stuffies and mindless kids' shows
Twist my sense of humor until all I laugh at at fart and butt jokes and just look confused at actual wit
Brainwash me into forgetting basic adult concepts until I genuinely think sex is just hugging and pda is gross
Get me addicted to a tablet you don't let me learn how to use
Destroy my senses of fashion and cleanliness until I always look grubby and absurd
Put me through humiliating lessons that undo all my education and make me forget basic math and grammar
Train me to lose my hand-eye coordination, my fine motor skills. and my balance so I'm stomping around without a shred of adult elegance and dropping or running in to things constantly
Remove my sense of shame so I'm constantly touching myself inappropriately and announcing gross things
But above all, corrupt my potty training until I always leak, always rush at the last second because I no longer know when I need to go
And when all is said and done, and my adulthood is destroyed beyond repair... remind me of what I used to be, make me understand how unbelievably stupid and bratty and immature I look to everyone around me, and make sure I know that it's not an act anymore. I really am this stinky, bratty, stupid little toddler.
And when you're done paddling me for my tantrum in front of all the people who used to be our friends but are now just yours, make sure I know that this happened because you wanted it, you wanted me like this, I'm better like this, and that you will never, ever, let me get out of the depths of regression you sank me to
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You still suck your thumb?!! Oh my god that is sooooo embarrassing. *twirls hair around finger* You were a late bedwetter?! Oh my god that is sooo weird. *scoots closer* You still wet the bed sometimes? Oh my god, that is SO embarrassing. Anyways and totally unrelated…Can we make-out.
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shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this
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oopsie! You got a bit too manic about a creative project too close to bedtime and now your brain is too awake to sleep. One million dead 10 morbillion injured
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Why tgirls and ABDL go together like horses and hay
Sissies DNI, this post is not for you, this is for actual women not people who think so lowly of women that the idea of being one is a massive source of humiliation.
Diapers are a gender-neutral bathroom. If I risk being the victim of a hate crime or arrested by using the ladies' bathroom, I can just use my diaper instead, nobody will know and I don't have to invalidate myself, aggravate my dysphoria, or be a lone woman surrounded by men. I can just use my diaper and go about my business as usual.
Regression lets you relive the "correct" childhood. I'd wager the vast majority of us were raised male, which obviously leads to unpleasant and arguably traumatic memories. Being able to have a "second childhood" starting from scratch as the correct gender can be deeply comforting.
Diaper bulges. A nice thick diaper creates a huge bulge, which will hide any dick bulges. When you look in a mirror, you see a massive bulge and go "what a beautiful diapie" and not "oh god that's my cock I hate it and want to rip it off.
These are just some of the benefits diapers have for tgirls. Are there any you'd like to share?
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Messy for Mommy (500 words)
It’s not fair, is it, little one?
You know you’re a big kid. Adult. You know you’re an adult.
And yet, here you find yourself. Sitting on mommy’s knee. In a diaper the size of a small beanbag chair. Bouncing. Up and down. Up. Down. Up. Down.
It was easy enough for mommy to convince you to start wetting the diapers she put you in last week. Especially with that tiny bladder of yours. You roll your eyes each time and pretend like you’re just humoring mommy, but, you’ve got to admit: it’s not that bad.
Especially because of how excited it makes mommy each time. How she kneads your soggy diaper for hours each time, kissing you feverishly.
“Such a good baby. Such a good baby for mommy.”
But, for mommy, wetting isn’t enough. You know that, of course. She’s mentioned it at least a few times day. Every time she hesitantly takes off your diaper for you to use the bathroom, she reminds you how much easier it would be to just avoid all this trouble.
Use them, little one. Use them for what they were made for.
Of course, you don’t listen to mommy. There’s precisely zero chance you would ever debase yourself like that. Wetting was one thing. If you drank enough (and mommy was sure to keep you hydrated), you could barely even smell it. But “messing” as mommy likes to call it? Not a fucking chance.
But that’s alright. Mommy knows you’re stubborn. She knows that sometimes it’s up to the adults to make the hard decisions. Which is why you find yourself lying down for a diaper change and having the snugglejacket pulled over your head. Your arms tightly wrapped around your torso.
Mommy undoes your wet diaper, warm wipes swiping away crusted baby powder and dried pee. She pulls out a crinkly, white diaper, sliding it under your hips. You feel her nimble fingers exploring you as usual and then you feel…something slip inside your bottom. Mommy holds her finger there for a while, shaking her head and cooing every time you ask for clarification.
Mommy picking you up and slowly beginning to bounce you on her knee, awaiting anxiously as her special medicine kicks in.
Mommy smiling, no, grinning, as she watches you lose control for the first time. The mass of wet mush violently forcing its way past your quivering hole. It quickly hits the back of your diaper, starting to spread like a dense fog, covering every surface in its revolting warmth. You can only gag for a second before a grunt takes its place, a second wave of hot goop erupting from your rumbling guts.
Mommy continuing to bounce you in your miserable, humiliated state. Up and down. Up. Down. Kissing your neck and squeezing your diaper tightly between her fingers.
“Good baby. Mommy’s perfect baby.”
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Its so unfair I have to think and stuff 😣
the most tragic thing is watching a sub think. what do you mean you’re actually using your brain? having deep thoughts and stressing over things that don’t matter? just surrender your body to me, and i’ll make it all fade away
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this has reduced me to tears
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All girls need to be diapered.
Are you a girl? Yes?
Guess what that means? It’s time for your diapers!
Did you think I’d treat you special, different to every other girl? I don’t think so.
Now little miss, let’s get your little butt on the changing table.
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