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im normal about the new kiddo print.

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I am living proof you can turn yourself into a bedwetter if you try hard enough >~<

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Idk why but this does something to me uggghhhh

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Helpless & Humiliated As You Nurse 🍼

They see the need in your eyes before you say a word. Mama catches the way you fidget during dinner, how you squirm in your seat, paci between your lips, barely able to keep still. Daddy watches the way your diaper puffs out beneath your dress, the way your thighs press together under the table.

"You've been a wriggly little thing all night," Daddy says, tapping his fork to his plate.

"She's dripping," Mama adds with a laugh. "Bet if I touched her now, it'd be soaked through."

You whine, cheeks burning, shrinking in your seat… but you don't deny it.

So they bring you to the nursery. Lay you on the padded mat with soft lighting and quiet music playing. You know what's coming. Your heart races with it. "Off with the dress," Mama says sweetly. "You don't need anything on but your diaper and that pretty, flushed face." You do as you're told. Trembling. Diaper thick and warm between your legs. Then Mama sits in the rocking chair and opens her robe. Her breasts are full, heavy, soft… and she pats her lap.

"Come nurse, baby. While Daddy reminds you what a silly little mess you are." You climb into her arms, curling small against her chest. As soon as her nipple touches your lips, your body melts. Her milk is warm, familiar, and dizzying. Your diaper crinkles as you shift, your hips moving without thought.

Daddy kneels beside you. He slips his fingers between your legs and presses, slow and teasing. "There she is," he murmurs. "Our dumb, twitchy girl."

"She forgets everything when she suckles," Mama hums. "Even how to use her big girl words." They both watch you… squirming, sucking, moaning around Mama's nipple while Daddy toys with you through the padded heat. He never gives you enough. Just enough to make your back arch, your toes curl, your eyes flutter. You let out a high-pitched sound and they laugh softly. "Oh, look at her. She's gone," Mama says. "Not a thought left."

"She's leaking," Daddy says. "Feel that? She's not gonna last long." You want to say something. To beg. But your mouth is full. Your brain is milk-drunk. And your body is too far gone… helpless in their hands, just like they like you.

Then Daddy unfastens your diaper.

And you gasp.

"Shhh," Mama says, pulling you tighter. "Let Daddy see all of you, baby. He's going to tease until you cry." And he does. Feather-light touches. Wet circles.

Praise that burns:

"Look at you."

"Such a needy little thing."

"You don't even know where you end and our hands begin."

You come undone on Mama's chest, sobbing through a mouthful of her milk, your body jerking in Daddy's hands. And they coo. They giggle. They kiss your temples and tell you what a perfect mess you are. Then they wipe you down. Re-diaper you. Feed you the rest of your bottle.

…And tuck you into your crib like the precious little toy they'll ruin again tomorrow.

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Maybe I do like it

So many times I've said it: "I don't want to wear diapers." "I want to use the potty." "I'm a big girl." I've screamed it until my throat was raw, until my voice was nothing but a hoarse whisper. I've cried it all, every tear a testament to my defiance.

But no matter how loud I screamed, no matter how hard I fought, it didn't change anything. They still took away my big girl panties, replacing them with diapers. They still made me fill every diaper they strapped onto me to the brim, ignoring my protests and pleas.

I screamed at them, at my captors, the ones who held me prisoner in this childish state. But my screams fell on deaf ears, drowned out by their laughter and mocking whispers. In their eyes, I was nothing but a helpless little.

But as time passes and I obediently fill diaper after diaper, I find myself facing a troubling realization: maybe I like it. Maybe I like the way my diaper feels all warm and snug when I pee myself, the comforting embrace of its soft padding. Maybe I like the convenience of never having to search for a bathroom again, of being free to go whenever and wherever I please.

And as I squat down to mess my diaper, hours away from the next change, I can't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, I do like being a poopy pampers princess. The thought sends a shiver of guilt and excitement down my spine.

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makin stinkies🙈🤎

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Not me but ooohhh

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Diaper play💦💦

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💕 New Video! 💕

⛓ Fae in Bondage & Forced to Wet 💦

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overall cutie 💕