#also in the caption i was gonna say this is the bathroom i've used since i was like 6/7 and then remembered when our house got infested

[arielluva]

still the same

little self-portrait thing starring my bathtub that hasn't changed since i was 7 (besides the stickers getting more faded)

[hyetiny]

based on this post by @eonghwa c:

c// fem!reader, mommy kink, sub!hwa, sexting, nudes, videos, facetime sex, sex toys, hwa in a skirt!

also, i threw in sexting on snapchat because if you're gonna sext w someone you know, you should definitely do it there since the msgs disappear and they can't show anyone!! (back at it w admin's sex lessons via fics)

hwa had never been so proud of himself, twirling in front of his floor length mirror in his pretty skirt and matching pink crop top. he had done his makeup as well, glittery pink eyeshadow on his lids, and matching strawberry scented gloss. he wore a heart shaped pink leather choker to top off the whole outfit. he really felt so pretty.

now he knew what to do - he couldn't unlock his phone any faster.

you hadn't expected your phone to light up with a snapchat notification - you hardly ever used the app. you only used it with seonghwa when he wanted to have some filthy conversations, so it caught you quite off guard to be receiving this notification at work.

luckily, being in the middle of your break, you sneak off to the bathroom with your phone and hurriedly open the notification.

locking yourself in a cubicle, you look at what he had sent. it's a mirror selfie of him in a short plaid pink skirt, and a crop top that skims right past his chest. you can't help but notice the unmistakable bulge under his skirt, where his hand rests. you can't help but think he looks like a little strawberry - his freshly dyed red hair only adds to the appearance.

"do i look pretty mommy? xx" the caption reads.

you quickly type up a response.

"oh my baby boy is so pretty. did you dress up just for mommy?" you type out, deciding to tease him and not acknowledge his arousal.

you see seonghwa's bitmoji with a speech bubble with three dots, indicating he's quickly typing.

"mhm, just for mommy! (o^▽^o)"

you giggle at the cute emoji he uses, before another notification pops up, showing he's sent a video.

you can't open it any faster.

"'m so needy mommy." he whines with that cute voice of his, a pout on his plush lips. "want mommy to touch me here". he says, ghosting a hand over his bulge and grinding up against his palm, letting out small whines.

and the video ends. it's followed by a quick message of "mommy can i please touch myself? i've been so good :("

"only because you asked for permission. :)" you type, eagerly waiting for a reply.

you gasp when you open the next video he sends. you're awestruck to find that he's wearing white, see through lace panties beneath the skirt, a very clear wet patch forming.

his cock springs out from his panties as he takes them off teasingly. he works on thumbing the precome around his wet tip, letting out quiet whines of pleasure, the camera shaking with each movement of his.

"my pretty baby <3 how about you make more of those pretty noises for mommy, hm?"

to your surprise, he replies with a photo.

"can i please use it? 🥺" he sends an obnoxiously bright pink bullet-sized vibrator that he often likes to play with. feeling generous, you type back a "go ahead baby."

you're rewarded with a video with a low buzzing sound, though hwa's moans override it. he's holding the vibrator to his pink tip, grinding up against it and letting out moans of "mommy" and "oh fuck, feels so good".

you feel your pussy twitch with need with every moan of his, rewatching the video and relishing in just how needy he sounds for you.

soon enough, your panties are uncomfortably sticking to your wet core as seonghwa sends through another video, his moans only getting louder.

"oh god, mommy i'm gonna cum, please let me cum." he frantically whines, the vibrator setting now turned up and louder. you find it adorable that he still asks for permission, even though he could easily cum without you there.

instead of sending something back, you call him, deciding to surprise him with your own show.

he quickly picks up the call, gasping when he sees you with your hand down your panties, letting out quiet moans so you aren't heard.

"f-fuck, you're so pretty mommy." he whines, vibrator still against his cock. he squirms, trying his best to control himself.

"l-let me cum please, i've been so good." he cries out. you can't help but take pity on him.

"cum for me, sweet thing." you say. with that, his cries get louder and he makes a mess of his skirt, spilling white ropes of cum all over it and on the vibrator. exhausted, he slumps back against the bed, panting.

"you did so well for me baby. i'm so proud of you." you pan back to your face, smiling.

"thank you mommy." he blushes. "did you cum?"

"let's save that for when i get home, hm?" he nods in agreement, giggling.

"i miss you. come quickly." he pouts.

"i miss you too my precious, i'll be home soon. make sure you clean yourself up, okay?" he nods obediently, beaming.

"i love you mommy." he yawns.

"i love you too, my baby."

[atlas-private]

Snaps - WhiteKnight

Weiss: Gah! How hard does taking a good selfie have to be!?

Yang: You okay in there Weiss, everything coming out alright?

Weiss: Go away Xiao-Long, I'm trying to get good lighting!

Yang: What for, you trying to get a good ass-shot for VB or something?

Weiss:...

Yang: Weiss?

The door to the bathroom opens and before Yang could peek in shes quickly pulled in by the Heiress.

Yang: Hey now what's the big- Butt...

Before Yang stood Weiss, still wearing her school top and heels. Although her skirt was missing showing off the Heiress's smooth legs and a rather risque looking pair of light blue string panties that left little to the imagination of what exactly she hid underneath that skirt. Yang even thought she noticed the faintest tuft of white hair peeking above the pantyline.

Yang: Damn Weiss, where the Heck have you been hiding that?

The Heiress at least had the decency to guffaw.

Weiss: I'll have you know that unlike you, I don't flaunt myself about.

Yang: Fair point but I mean honestly, your ass is on par with Blake's!

Weiss huffed.

Weiss: As much as I appreciate the compliment I need your help. Here take a look at what I have so far.

She handed Yang her Scroll with the photo gallery opened, in it were various photos of Weiss in different poses and state of dress. Although Yang did see the progress of when Weiss first started taking to first shot, fully clothed and looking at the mirror unsure, to her current outfit with her butt on top of the counter and towards the mirror.

Yang: Well these all look good enough honestly, but why do you need my help?

Weiss: As much as it annoys me to say it, I believe you have a more critical take on how best to woo the opposite sex.

Yang: Pardon?

Weiss shook her head and sighed.

Weiss: You know how make man horny?

Yang: Oh! Damn right I do!

Weiss: Exactly, so can you give me some advice?

Yang gave a wide grin.

Yang: Well then have no fear, Yang is here!

---

Inside of JNPR's room, Jaune and Ren where currently relaxing while Pyrrha and Nora were sparring in the arena.

Ping

The sound of Jaune's Scroll going off from getting a message had broken the comfortable silence.

Ren: A message?

Jaune: Yeah, probably Pyrrha and Nora wanting us to meet them at the cafeteria.

Jaune checked his Scroll and went to the message, seeing that it was from Weiss.

Jaune: Huh, maybe she wants to schedule another study session?

He opened the message and coughed in surprise. Weiss had sent him a picture, but a rather lewd picture that made Jaune stiffen in more ways than one.

The picture was of Weiss holding the scroll above herself and wearing an unbuttoned school shirt, looking at the camera with her tongue poking out just a little. As he kept looking he saw that her skirt was missing entirely and that other hand was pulling the front part of her panties outwards showing the barest hint of her crotch but giving Jaune the answer that she was indeed a natural white.

Before he could respond he received another message from Weiss.

This time it showed her laying down in her bed looking at the camera with a smirk. Although now she was entirely naked save for the pair of panties from the picture previous. Her shapely ass raised up to give a view to him and with a caption just above the open area.

Weiss: Now you send me something my Dork Knight.

Jaune only gulped at the request, he never knew Weiss was able to be kinky, or at least he thought it was kinky. Plus something about seeing the prim and proper Heiress posing in such a way really got his gears going, but there was one problem.

Jaune: Ren?

Ren: Yes Jaune?

Jaune: Can you give me advice on how to talk a nude selfie?

Ren only raised a brow at his leader, and became slightly worried that growing up with Nora had dulled his sense to dealing with the absurd.

Ren: Of course, first remove your shirt-

---

Weiss currently sat on her bed in an embarrassed state. Now clad in a bathrobe after taking the last picture, and had been a mix of emotions ever since. First she was proud of sending not one but two pictures to Jaune. This quickly died down to regret in thinking she could've sent something better and finally into worry that Jaune might think if her as a Harlot.

Yang: Yeesh Weiss it's just a nude, not like you asked him plant a baby in you or something.

The response she received was a pillow being thrown at her.

Weiss: You don't get it Yang, what if he thinks I'm too small or what if he thinks my butt is too big? Or or or- Mmhmph!?

She found Yang's hand suddenly covering her mouth.

Yang: Just chillax Weissy, you just gotta have faith is all. Now just take a few breaths and you'll get results.

Weiss stared at Yang and did as told, calming down a bit until she heard the familiar Ping of her Scroll going off. She looked at Yang again, and Yang looked at her.

Weiss: Can you open it for me?

Yang raised a brow at her.

Weiss: Right, this is between me and Jaune now.

She readied herself for whatever response he had given. Opening the message to find two pictures from Jaune and she felt the heat on her face rising from what she saw.

The first picture was of Jaune, stood in front of the mirror without his shirt and flexing. He seemed to be embarrassed if the slight blush was anything to go by but he still stood proudly. Weiss had to admit that Pyrrha's training was doing wonders for his body there was a caption to go with it.

Jaune: I'll do my best to appease you.

She smiled at that, something about that message just clicked something inside if the Heiress. The second image however was far different. Much like her own picture, Jaune was laying in his own bed on his back and scroll facing downwards. He still had his pants on but the belt and zipper was undone and allowed the Arc to pitch a sizeable tent with his white boxers as even the waistband had been lifted ever slightly to give a small glimpse within. Weiss gulped, her first thought being that the size would destroy her, but also that Jaune was a natural blonde all the way. This one also had a caption.

Jaune: Your knight's blade is at the ready your majesty.

So distracted Weiss was that she failed to notice Yang moving up beside her.

Yang: *whistles* Damn VB, you gonna tear Weiss up with that!

Weiss snapped out if her trance and did the only thing she could think of.

---

Across the Hall, Jaune was putting his clothes back and adjusting his member when he heard the familiar shrill if the Heiress.

Jaune: Uh, was what I sent her that bad?

At the question, Ren came out if the bathroom when he gave Jaune his privacy.

Ren: Not in the slightest, those poses were rather good for the sudden moment.

Jaune: How can you-

Ren: I did a modeling gig before Beacon started for some cash.

Jaune: But-

Ren: It was for someone who's last name was Adele, can't fully remember. Tell no one by the way.

Jaune: Oh... Okay.

The two were in silence save for the yelling still coming from across the Hall.

Jaune: Hope it wasn't too bad though.

They heard the laughing shout from across the hall.

Yang: He's gonna destroy you with that thing!

Weiss: Won't know until I try it Xiao-Long, now give me back my Scroll!

Ren only looked at Jaune who was blushing now.

Ren: It seems it was good enough Jaune.

---

July 8th, 2021

(Hello there, Private here just saying this is my first NSFW-ish type story. Honestly, it's difficult to make male nudes sound attractive since from what I've seen is either measuring with something or stark naked in the mirror. No sense of creativity I tells ya. But the ladies have some more leeway, but only few of them do get creative.

Anyways, thanks for your time and have a great day.)

[yamithediaperdork]

Welcome to baby land (Ben 10)

it was a tale as old as time, one that had happened before, would happen this day and despite the fall out from today's events would happen again in the future.

A young boy, fueled by fetish desires and spending hour after hour, day after day bringing himself to the peak as he looked at his chosen fetish, only to pull back last second.

Because the boy knows for what he wants, for what he's going to do.. he needs that desperate pent up denial of release to shut down his common sense. to make him nice and dumb.

His name was Ben Tennyson, and up until a short while ago he had been the hero of the universe and earth. But that was before the watch had been taken, and given to his cousin Gwen who had been picked as being a most reasonable hero. with cutting remarks that he would of never gotten the watch for as long as he had had it's marker realized who was wearing it, and being called to immature.. was it any wonder a bitter and dejected Ben cut himself off from his extended family and drove into the world of porn?

never mind he had beaten off a alien invasion, a 'pants peeing doofus' couldn't be trusted with the watch.

Fine. whatever. if they wanted to look at him as a stupid big baby.. that's what he'd become.

He didn't even like diapers at first when he started, but well.. porn has a way of warping a young boy's mind. Looking at picture after picture, caption after caption and reading the stories Ben for all intents and purposes turned himself in a diaper boy, and a humiliation junkie.

Taking birthday money he even found and brought a package of punishment diapers meant for shaming (though he got it at a discount as the shop was being put out of business) that were super thick, boasted how they could hold any mess.. and also claimed they didn't keep any stink from being contained and guaranteed diaper rash if used.

For a porn addicted loser like Ben, this was pure gold and since he paid for rush devilry he got a enema bag and a small bottle of little crampers, the enema for brats.

Ben knew what he wanted, total, public humiliation but he kept ruining it for himself with self pleasure driving the need out of his mind before he could do it.

finally, Mid October the little porn fueled loser decided enough was enough, he was gonna stop wasting his time and the diapers he'd paid for and set himself up to goon. For a week strait he subjected himself to it, and by the time he was done on Sunday night, Monday morning the little loser set himself up to fail.

waking up early, Ben used the whole bottle of little crampers even though it said to just mix 1/8 with a litlre bag for a enema kit, and groaned and whimpered as he used it, hot water and a dash of castor oil in the big enema bag, only his bulky white and black t-shirt hid the preggo belly he gave himself.

getting back to his bedroom and cramping, the soon to be ruined diaper loser looked at the pack of his punishment diapers and having not worn one till today, toyed with layering at first but they just looked too thick.

Settling on one of the bulky diapers with it sobbing crybaby design, he taped it on then tried the tapes, blushing as the package lived up to it's name.

Once taped on it would take 2 hours for the tapes to come back off, he was truly trapped. again a normal boy of Ben's age would of been panicking, realizing they had gone too fair but Ben just breathed fast, and smiled as he picked his baggiest pair of pants and was delighted that they still only JUST hid the diaper, if he bent over his padded shame would be CLEAR.

Getting down stairs and getting breakfast in himself, he was already seated as his parents came down and made small talk with them even as the delightful cramps started to build. (he'd never admit it, well at least before today's events unfolded but he'd grown to like pain, it made his heart beat fast and smile)

Still he couldn't help but squirm and groan a little bit, and got looks of concern from his parents as he finished his bowl of cereal.

"Benny you feeling alright?" His mother asked, coming over and putting a hand to his forehead. "You can stay home today if your not feeling good."

"N-No I'll be alright. just worried about a math test." Ben said, mixing truth with lies,then added: "Besides, you and dad said you were BOTH gonna be out all day today. who'd stay with me?"

"Heh, He's got a point there.. and good on you Ben. I'm proud your being mature enough not to try and get out of a test." His dad said, totally misunderstanding the happy giggle Ben let out.

His father might of thought it was Ben was so happy he was proud of him, But for diaper bitch Benny, the irony of the comment almost made him ruin the fun early.

If Ben's plan had one flaw (well one he'd admit to) it was the fact that he hadn't taken into account how much slower he'd be having to waddle his massive diaper butt to school with the added fun of having to stop 3 times to force himself not to spoil the fun early.

He'd even left a little sooner then normal, his parents had been quick with their breakfast and he 'accidentally' left his house key on the desk in his room and after making sure the front door was locked, went out the back door as you could lock it from the inside while the door was open.

'No getting out of this by running home!' Ben gleefully thought.

He barley made it into homeroom before the bell rang, though since he was known to be tardy from time to time it didn't raise too much attention, get getting a snide comment from his homeroom teacher about gracing them with his presence.

Even better, home was also his math class and that was going to be first period (which was a good thing for the ever so full little perv as his 'chocolate mud baby' wasn't going to stay in him much longer.)

Mr. Fillawick wasted little time in handing out the tests and after a standard warning that he'd tolerate NO cheating and there was going to be NO bathroom breaks, he offered anyone who had to go a chance to use the potty now.

'OK..this is it..your last chance.. you could just say you need to go, and sneak out the school.fill your diapers in the woods and get out of them once the tapes give up.' Ben thought to himself, biting his lip.

it wouldn't be destroying himself in class and getting him labeled stinky baby for the rest of the year, but it would land him in hot water with the school and his parents and he'd run the risk of being seen outside right?

He almost started to raise his hand when his inner pervert took over and he just turned it into brushing his hand though his hair.

"Alright, don't say I didn't warn you. you'll have a hour to do the test. good luck." Mr. Fillawick said and shrugged, going back to his desk and sitting down, doing whatever it was teachers did.

Five minutes later and Ben was in a mixture of heaven and hell. he was twitching and sweating a little bit, his pencil twitching in his hand even as he started to leak in little bursts against the front of his diapie.

the cramps were at the point of no return and even if Ben said fuck it and got up to run, he wouldn't of made it more then five steps.

all he'd managed to do so far was write his name on the test and the date, then the cramps had gone over board.

'Ok..Ok.. this was a mistake.. I've leaked enough boy milk to see that.. maybe.. maybe I can still just.. get out..of..' Ben thought, going white knuckled as he gripped the side of his desk with his left hand as a powerful cramp hit, a low rumbling fart coming out his backside though the sound was mostly muted.

the smell however was not as the diapers lived up to their claims and Kids around Ben wrinkled their noses and looked around looking for the source of the smell and eyes zeroing in on his as he was blushing.

"Mr. Fillawick? I think Ben needs to go to the bathroom." A redhead boy behind him said. "Or at Least can he be moved to the back of the classroom.

"Mr. Tennyson had his chance for that Mr. Randal. and I prefer he stay where I can keep a eye on him." Came the teachers amused answer.

even as the class giggled and laughed, two more rotten poots escaped and there was open cries of disgust.

"Gah, at least open a window!"

"What did you have to eat this morning, a skunk!?"

Ben whimpered and squirmed, he had the whole class basically looking at him now and the teasing and taunts had brought his pervert side back up to full power.

'It's now or never.' Ben thought, though he also knew wasn't really a option. it was more like Now or never if he wanted a semblance of control over the act.

it helped he was trembling lots now but Mr. Fillawick who'd never cared for Ben much since he was a rowdy student only watched with sadistic glee.

Ben's Pencil 'accidentally' shook out of his hand and rolled off the desk and onto the floor, and Ben made a show of just reaching into his desk to find anther one.

"Mr. Tennyson, whatever your habits in your own room may be, I run a clean Classroom." the smirking teacher said. "Bend down and point up that pencil."

"Uh..but..If I-" Ben started, putting the perfect crybaby whine in his voice.

"You'll what? fart? like you haven't been doing that already?" the teacher shot back.

Putting on a show of being embarrassed and scared (he was embarrassed but his heart was beating fast) Ben leaned over the right side of his desk and there was a gasp from the students behind him as one thing he hadn't planned on happened.

"BEN'S WEARING A DIAPER!" Hooted Crash.

"A BABY DIAPER!" a blond girl added.

"More like a BIG baby diaper!" Randal noted with amusement.

Somehow his pants must of lowered enough to flash off his embarrassing diaper! Oh god! for all of 2.4 seconds trued to stop what was about to happen but the act of leaning over had been the final trigger.

as the enema finally worked it's magic and the back of his diaper started to swell up Ben could only hear the roar of his mess and though tear filled eyes almost could swear he could see image of him in just diapers and a bib, tapping a shovel on a grave that had been filled in. the tombstone read:

RIP Ben's self respect.

as the force of the mess made Ben fall forward, landing face down and ass up, his pants failing down more so everyone could watch his diapers load up in the back (thankfully they wouldn't be able to tell what he was doing in the front!) The image of baby Ben came over and looked down with a grin at the real one.

"Welcome to baby land~ no going back now."

As Ben's life was ruined, and he was designed to never be able to get that 'excited' again unless he was crapping brains out(heck, he was going to be pulled from school and his parents would begin his new big baby life, treating him like the baby they thought he wanted to be, not knowing he was just a humiliation junkie) Charmcaster smirked in her jail cell.

Sure having to watch all the events unfold from sitting into of a toilet wasn't the way she'd hope to see the spell play out, not to mention it had been that bitch Gwen she had targeting, but this worked out in the end.

Gwen would suffer being the cousin of the big stinky baby and would likely end up having to change him and it wouldn't be too long now before her uncle broke her out. wincing as Ben started to baby babble though she did have one moment's regret.

'I mean, I'm evil and wanna take over the world but was making him a diaper perv too far?' She wondered, then smiled. 'Naaaah!'

The end