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When one cup just isn't enough.

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My hand has recently tired of giving you all those pesky handjobs

So meet your new girlfriend

I am going to let a machine milk your cock from now on I think it’s sexy to be milked by a machine

And she is so tight I don’t think you are going to be able to Kat very long when she is wrapped around your cock

She is going to milk you dry if every last drop of cum

It is going to feel so nice having your dick in there

Lots of lube so it slides in and out and grips you so tight you just won’t have any choice but to cum inside her.

It’s a lovely tight fit you know how that first entry into a soft wet pussy feels

But you won’t be feeling any pussy anymore. Ohh no. Not for you

You will just be feeling the tight lubricated grip of the rubber sheath and the gentle but relentless suction of the milking machine. I bet you have probably spunked already haven’t you sweetheart

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"Jiggle Physics"

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"Ollie, baby? Come here please!"

I hear Mommy summon me from what was once the bedroom I shared with her. Hesitant, I stand up, wet diaper sagging between my legs, and do as I am told.

As I walk into the room, I feel my manhood grow in my infantile pants. Sheila--my wife, my mommy--is laying on the bed, naked, one of her large, juicy tits being squeezed with one hand, her beautiful, tight pussy being teased with the other.

I begin to salivate as I see milk drip from the breast Mommy is massaging.

"There's my big boy," she purs as she notices me standing in the doorway, "Come to Mommy. Mommy needs you."

I don't need any more convincing than that. With unbridled exuberance, I waddle to the bed and crawl up next to Mommy as she takes my head in her hands.

"That's my good boy," she says as she pulls my lips to hers, kissing me gently.

"Mmmm... But Mommy is so... mmm... full," she moans, grabbing the back of my head and guiding my lips from her mouth to her nipple.

Reflexively, I begin to suckle, allowing Sheila's sweet milk to roll down my throat. My cock pulses in pleasure as I hear my wife moan in relief as I slowly drain her.

I look up at her with big, soft eyes, pleading to get my own release with just a look. She smiles down at me, and, between little sighs, she speaks.

"It's ok, baby. Show Mommy what a needy little thing you are."

I feel her body tighten with pleasure as my groan sends vibrations coursing through her body. I adjust my waist so my diapered crotch is pressed against her thigh and begin to grind into her leg.

Mommy grips my hair, pulling me tighter into her bosom as we begin to moan together.

"Yes... Mm... That's it... That's my good boy... Fuck... Come.... For... Mama!" Mommy screams as, in unison, she comes and I release into my soaked padding.

Our bodies stiffen and jerk as waves of pleasure wrack through us. Through it all, Sheila holds me tight, refusing to let go of me.

Finally, after what could have been minutes or hours, both of our bodies relax. Mommy gently offers her other breast as she runs her fingers through my hair and kisses the top of my head.

I stare up at her lovingly as I begin to drain her other side, and she softly says, "I love you, Ollie, and I always will."

I close my eyes and smile into her breast as a different type of pleasure works through my body at hearing those words. I then fall asleep as I nurse, content in the comfort of her loving embrace.

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Watching you try to resist as you release into your diaper. The shame mixed with the intense pleasure, confusing you.

It dawns in your that this is a permanent state of affairs

You will be in diapers for as long as I want you to be. You sit in silence.

"Ggghhhmmmpphhh??!!" Your horrified gurgle sounds pathetic and weak in your ears as you can’t resist the low throbbing of the wand vibrator any longer , and it's drowned out almost immediately by her mocking laughter.

“Such a good, sticky little man-baby. Guess what? You've just made your first cummy mess in your diaper, honey.” She delights in showing you the sticky damp patch in your diaper…

“And believe me... it certainly won't be your last. Not if I have anything to say about it."

"Aww, but of course! You've just shown me you like them, baby," she titters, and in her dark, dancing eyes all you can read now is sadistic mirth.

"You clearly can't help but cum in them, and so... well, if my kinky little man-baby really loves them so much..."

She pauses, and you blink in fascinated, horrified fear - a helpless prey caught in the predator's hypnotic gaze.

“It's only fair to give you exactly what you want. After all, baby - isn't that what a good girlfriend does?"

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Model Sushii Xhyvette

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KungFuCat

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Ok baby. Remember that all of these things below are what you want. And what you need

I want to be padded in super thick, poofy padding.

I want to be caged, and a vibrating plug inserted in me.

I want to be constantly reminded to drink lots of water so I can have lots of soggy accidents.

I want to have my padding rubbed, poked, prodded, and stroked.

I want to be reminded how I'm just a little baby, who has no control, will have constant accidents, and can do nothing about it.

I want to be restrained, unable to escape, vulnerable, embarrassed, and humiliated to the point that I'm super blushy.

I want to be teased, having a magic wand buzzing up and down my full padding.

I want to be forced to take an enema. Full and desperate, trying to hold back the inevitble mess that will end up in my crinkles.

I want to be teased about how I'm a little 'tinker, while having the mess squished around. Yet another reminder that I'm such a baby. Big kids don't wear diapers, or make messes in them. But you are no longer a big kid are you?

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Models Lobster and Gommako, photo by @worldofatom

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Comment your country, state and city below 👇👇👇🤱

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If you are reading this:

Your sex drive needs to be ruined by diapers.

You should be utterly, hopelessly addicted to diapers for pleasure

You need to forget how to have “sex”.

You should confine your concept of "sex" to humping and rubbing your full diaper.

You should never be able to cum outside of a diaper again.

All you need is diapers .

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Nurse knows best

The little one squirmed helplessly on the padded medical table, their thick diaper crinkling loudly under them.

They were already so far gone — their pacifier bobbing between whimpers, their body flushed and trembling from need.

The “nurse” — dressed in her crisp, snowy uniform — smiled sweetly down at her fussy little patient.

“Poor thing,” she cooed, sliding a gloved hand gently over the swollen front of their diaper.

“So full… so needy… looks like somebody’s overdue for a little relief.”

The little one mewled around their pacifier, unable to form words, just arching slightly into her touch.

Their diaper was already soaked — warmth spreading with every tiny twitch — but that wasn’t the only problem Nurse needed to fix.

“You’re not supposed to hold all that in, baby,” she whispered, voice dripping with mock pity.

“Mommy-Nurse is here to help. Just relax… let go for me, sweetheart.”

With slow, deliberate strokes, she began to massage the front of their thick, puffy padding.

It was maddening — the friction of the swollen diaper against their aching little body, the soft crinkling sounds, the scent of powder and helplessness filling the room.

It didn’t take long.

With a broken, muffled cry, the little one bucked weakly against the padding — flooding their diaper again as a hot, sticky rush spilled out inside it.

Nurse just smiled and kept going.

After all, she wasn’t finished yet.

“There we go… that’s one,” she purred, gently rubbing firm, slow circles over their diaper.

“Come on, baby. Nurse knows you can give me more.”

The overstimulation made them sob into their pacifier, their thighs trembling, their hips jerking helplessly into her hand.

Another wet, sticky pulse filled their diaper, the crinkles growing louder with every needy squirm.

“That’s two…” she whispered in their ear, her breath sending shivers down their spine.

“Such a messy, milky baby… Nurse is so proud.”

By the third time — when their whole body seized up in one last, desperate release — the little one was a babbling, incoherent mess.

Tears pricked their eyes, drool dribbled past their pacifier, and their once-firm body collapsed completely limp against the crinkly table.

Nurse cooed and kissed their forehead, cradling their exhausted form.

“All empty now,” she murmured, patting the swollen, leaking diaper affectionately.

“My sweet little patient made such a big, sticky mess for Nurse.”

Off to the next patient 😉