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Want to keep me locked? 🔐

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I will run this post INDEFINITELY until I decide on a good day to end it. (Maybe I'll let you all decide?)

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Going to try again to show off my tiny clitty now that the guidelines have changed ^^

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Reblog if you need a babysitter

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"Oh, sweetie… you really are just a hopeless little baby, aren't you?"

Your mind is floating in a dreamy space, babbling with all the sycophantic intensity of the mindless submissive you know you are. Yes- yes, Princess- Yes I am! Just a silly, hopeless little baby for you-

The smile in your partner's low, breathy voice intensifies – as does the pressure of her seductive kneading at the straining front of your fresh diaper. "Such a sweet, helpless little man… actually begging me to make him into my little baby." She chuckles softly, and your lips tighten around your thumb, suckling with ever-greater intensity as her words twine their seductive way into your hormone-soaked brain. Yes, yes I'm begging you. I want that- I want you to make me into a baby-

"Remember when you first told me your naughty little secret?" She pauses for only a split second – long enough to arrest your veering attention, yet short enough to remind you, without even saying as much, that she no longer expects her thumbsucking little man-baby to even attempt an answer. "Oh, you were so embarrassed! And so worried that you wouldn't be able to perform… That you'd become so used to having naughty fun in your diapers that not even a naked woman would be able to get you excited. Or at least, excited enough to cum inside her like a real man should…"

Why- why is she saying this? You're shivering, suddenly anxious at the idea that maybe you need to be your big adult self for her. You do need to be her man, after all. You've always needed to be – to balance your little side with your adult commitments and your grown-up sex life…

And then her next words put your anxieties to rest once more.

"Such silly worries were in that sweet head of yours!" Her kneading of your crinkling crotch slips now into a steady, rhythmic stroking that draws a plaintive little moan from your suckling lips. "Oh, sweetie… you definitely didn't need to worry about that. You know how to please me in bed better than anyone else, after all."

I- I please you? Yes, I mean, I try- I really try-

She bends forward, her string of pearls swaying provocatively over her tantalizing cleavage. "But sweetie, I've got a little confession to make. I've been thinking lately… and as much as you turn me on when you're a great big strong man for me, well…"

Your partner trails off, and your eyes blink open, peering up at her over the clenched hand lodged in your mouth. "See, it's these adorable diapers of yours, honey! They're just so thick and pretty and cute… and just so right for a wee little man-baby like you." She giggles, and another moan, louder than before, escapes you as you feel her hands caressing your amply padded crotch with renewed intensity, her fingers forcing the padding tighter against your straining cock. Your eyes squeeze closed once more, your submissive brain babbling once more in agreement. Yes, yes- Yes, Princess! So right, so perfect for me-

"And so… I've made up my mind." Her tone is so sweet, so deliberate, so gently condescending that you almost lose control just from her words alone. "Sweetie, I never thought I'd say this. But I really think I've come to prefer you in diapers. You belong in them, after all. You love them, you dream about them, you look so incredibly cute in them…" She giggles gently, and now your hips are thrusting with soft crinkles of desperation toward her magical hands. "And pretty soon, if we do things just right… well, you just might come to need them."

Your brain is melting, afire with longing and desire and the fierce blaze of your love for this woman. She's dominating you… teasing you… Lovingly regressing you with all the gentle force of a mother coaxing her restive toddler into obedience. She does know best, you realize. She does get to decide. And if she decides that it's best for you to- to-

"I want you to need them, darling," she breathes, and you shudder and let out a gurgling moan of humiliated pleasure behind your thumb. "I want to diaper train my little man-baby. I want to make you so utterly, adorably dependent on your diapers that…" A shaky sigh escapes her heaving chest and parted lips, and the beautiful sound alerts your hormone-soaked brain that she too is becoming achingly horny. "…That in the end, you won't be able to cum any other way!"

As the orgasm explodes within you and your limbs convulse and writhe beneath her in ecstasy, you are deaf to all. All, that is, but the two sounds that for you now embody the very essence of love and sexuality…

The soft crinkle of your now cum-spattered diaper. And the low, musical laughter of the woman you love more than anyone else in the entire world.

Image Credit: @abdreams

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umm wel ummm… it wasent completely on purpose… I jus rly needed 2 go n den i relxd 2 much 🥺

I dont hav a cg 😭

But you relaxed on purpose, right?

Clearly you don't have one, Chunky. No self respecting caregiver would let a bedwetting baby like you run around in anything less than thick diapers 24/7. It's very clear from your messages to me, that's a requirement.

Since you think it's okay to make potty puddles when you don't feel like getting up, and, by your own account, aren't in control over your bladder muscles, what exactly makes you think you should even own panties?

I can just picture your yucky, piss-staimed panty collection. Every single one just covered in obvious evidence of all the accidents you keep having. And yet, you keep opening that drawer each morning. I can picture you struggling to find the pair with the LEAST obvious stains, and actually being stupid enough to think no one will notice.

Until someone steps in to make sure your safely diapered for good (let's face it, you're obviously a potty training failure), I think the best favor you can do for yourself, your furniture, and everyone around you... is to take your gross, smelly panties, cut up every single one, throw them away, and buy a large case of pullups to wear 24/7.

At least then you're still encouraged to use the toilet. Even though we all know you'll just piss yourself all the time.

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🥺🥺 b… but I’m a big girl I don’t need 24/7 padding surely? N my panties rnt 2 badly stained ders only a couple of poop stains on 1 as well. Sum times accydents jus hapen but i defo was potty trained I swear! I only a lil dumb…

Surely you're aware if how pathetic you are, right?

Accidents don't happen when you're potty trained, dummy. Especially poopy accidents?! Potty training was clearly attempted. However, I think little chunky was sucking cock and giving out "favors" in exchange for gold stars on her potty chart. Instead of actually making it.

I bet they thought you looked sooo pitiful and funny as you celebrated being "potty trained," your face covered in cum and drool while you unwittingly made yet another "accident" in your big girl panties. They must've been having a laugh.

But that's all your potty training is, isn't it?

A joke.

So why don't you be a responsible little thing, and stop making puddles all over? It's silly to keep arguing, and you know it even better than I do. You. Are not. Potty trained. And at this rate?? You never will be. Give up now and save yourself the stress, or continue pissing all over yourself to where everyone can see. It won't change them knowing that you're an incontinent dummy, one way or another.

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littles running around and playing outside only to stop abruptly and bend over to hold themselves as they pee their pants because they forgot they needed to go

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ur blog make me want to let go of adulthood n be big baby forever 🥺

Embrace the desire. 😘

You don't need to be an adult anyway. Just the idea that you think you can give up adulthood to be a silly little pants pissing baby is proof enough that you were never a real adult to begin with.

Just a toddling, drooly little dummy playing pretend. And did you know?

Everyone else can tell.

As if you were waddling around in a doctor's coat. Plastic stethoscope and comical fake syringe. Sure, your grown up costume might look more real, but to all the real adults, you look comparably ridiculous trying to play functioning adult.

Everyone can see right through your costume. They know, even better than you do, that you're just a silly little thing playing pretend.

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Anyone wanna use this sissy 🥺🥺🥺 follow me on Twitter @sissyjenni8 if you wanna see some nsfw pics that can't get through tumblr, I love showing off my ass and tiny pink cage there ^^

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Me ^^ feel free to send me a message if you like what you see~

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Basic setup with 6 marshmallows and a hollow plug … the tension belt through my ass crack seals the diaper and holds everything in place and secures the plug from involuntary being pushed out … now I wait for the inevitable mess that MUST happen soon 🙄😯

Grundausstattung mit 6 Marshmallows und einem Hohlplug … der Spanngurt durch meine Arschritze dichtet die Windel ab und hält alles an Ort und Stelle und sichert den Plug vor unfreiwilligem herausdrücken … jetzt warte ich auf die unvermeidliche Sauerei, die bald passieren MUSS 🙄😯

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