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Men Came and Went

I sat in my playpen, while so many men came and went. I couldn’t remember how they looked, how they sounded, or even how many were there. I was partly fixed on that damn kid’s TV show with those bright lights and annoying singing.

Some didn’t notice me as they walked and were led to the bedroom. Some of them did, made a face, and kept on going. But some noticed me, smiled, and came by and stood over me, sitting in my crib. Some already had a boner, some got hard when they saw me like that, but all got aroused even more.

My little dick was locked, not by me. Every evening when there was a date planned, I was diapered, dressed in a babyish Shortall, placed in a big playpen in the living room, and shushed with a huge pacifier. I was told to keep quiet while the adults, in my bedroom, were having fun. I had to stay in that playpen, for so long. Most of the time I had to wet myself, I even had to go number two once or twice.

I even think that I oozed pre-cum for hours, but the pee always washed it away to the padding.

Although the TV’s sound was high, I tried to listen, to the voices, to the moans, to the water running in the shower afterwards. I always sucked on my pacifier furiously when the moans were louder than usual. The baby was angry, but I’m only just a baby, with a little dick.

I’m not allowed to get out until the men leave. My status was enforced on me, in my own home, that I’m a baby and not a man. Those men were an example, a shameful contrast, of what I am. Their semen stained my nice bedding, and mine stained my thick padding.

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Something in you has changed

Something in you has changed. 

If before you wanted to conquer it all, to be on top, to lead, to express yourself whenever and wherever, these days you want the opposite, you need the opposite. 

You want to be conquered, you want to bottom, to be led, to be silenced whenever and wherever. These days you despise the opposite, you need this. 

You wanted someone to raise, to show him the ropes. Now you want to be raised, to be tied up with ropes. 

You wanted your raging cock to be dangling around in revealing boxer shorts. Now you want your soft penis to be tucked inside a thick diaper.  You wanted people to notice your cock’s silhouette. Now you want them to notice your diaper’s bulge. 

You wanted to fill holes.  Now you want your holes to be filled.  You wanted to clean up messes.  Now you want to make messes.  You wanted to give a hand.  Now you want to give head. 

It wasn't a quick change, most aren't. Changes have become a part of your everyday routine. 

Keep on reading ABDL content.  Ride your imagination, see yourself in it.  Don't rush it if you feel overwhelmed, you can crawl or do baby steps.

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I was also done setting up my new place when my friends decided to update my bedding 😣

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It’s so precious how you still need diapers but but hope that I’ll let you cum 🤦🏻‍♀️ Maybe when you wake up I’ll let you hump your soggy pampers, cutie 😅

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After a few weeks of being locked out, @LilTigerBro gave me a chance at getting my potty privileges back.

The challenge:

My toilet is covered by diapers, to use it I just need to dig it out before using my diaper. Easy enough right?

See if I make it on Wileywets.com!

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Will you be posting more often because I love everything you post and would love more of it

Tumblr takes down a lot of what I do, but I post way more frequently on WileyWets.com and on my Twitter, @WileyWets!

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My friends had been teasing that I should be in diapers 24/7 once I left my job.

I laughed it off.

Then, I came home from my last day of work to find my bathroom had been “renovated”

“You can use the toilet again once it’s uncovered. Well, if you still remember how!”

With over 365 diapers stacked over it, I’ll probably never get to use this toilet again before I move 😓

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I need to go to the bathro—

“You’re wearing your bathroom.”

But it’s numbe—

“You heard me.”

Bu—

“Someone’s awful full of thoughts & opinions on how to use their diapers! Guess it’s time for more hypno, birthday boy.”

Head over to WileyWets.com to see how I spent my birthday 🥴🙈

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Number Three

“He’s doing number three,” Daddy whispered talking on the phone, watching you lay down in your crib for the night.

You haven’t paid attention to him standing there, because you were busy humping your diaper before going to sleep. You were sucking on your paci and humping your thick diaper. A onesie held it close and tight to your body.

Daddy started to call it “Doing a Number Three”. Of course, you already knew what One and Two were, but when you did your naughty business in your diaper, he always called it number three. In time the only acceptable place for you to do it was in your diaper. You couldn’t touch yourself, even daddy had stopped sexually touching you there. Maybe you were treated as a baby boy, but in your mind, you were still a big strong man, a big strong man with manly urges! You have to show Daddy you can still function as a man, you have to prove yourself.

So you humped. You humped whenever the urge came. When you woke up, when you were laid down in your crib. When watching cartoons on the floor, when hugging your best-stuffed friend.

In the beginning, Daddy praised you for doing number three in your diaper. He said you were very healthy and he wants you to do it whenever you need, wherever you are. Big strong boy need to do all their business in their diapers. Nowadays, when he sees you doing number three, rarely he comments on that, it’s not a thing anymore, but a “third” nature.

For you it was a sign that he didn’t break you, you still had authority over your own body. But the button line was, that like number one and number two, number three was a body waste to be absorbed into your diaper.

Nothing will come out of it, no purpose at all. Into your soiled diaper and being thrown into the trash can. Numbers one and two are more apparent than number three. It has no importance at all, no wonder it’s the last in the least.

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You thought not making the team was embarrassing? Well, your humiliation is just beginning…

Check out the video of this humiliating scene on WileyWets.com!

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“You want out? Too bad!”

My friends decided to leave me in my new toy while they went to the other room to play with legos (and the vibrator)

All I could do was bounce helplessly and fill my diapers 🥺

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Ain’t no paws when you’re drinking white-claws 🐾 🍺

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How it started: How it’s going:

Check out the full video on WileyWets.com

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The deal was simple.

You would wear a pull up to bed instead of diaper. If you woke up without any leaks, no more nights locked in diapers. No more nights in the crate while your partner hooked up with your ex.

The catch? If you leaked, it wasn’t only back to sleeping in diapers for you. It was going to be 24/7 diapers. Permanently.

You thought the deal was good, finally an opportunity to cum inside your boyfriend instead of a diaper!

What you didn’t know… the hypno your partner had been playing for you the last 6 months meant this wasn’t a game at all. It was a trap. And one you waddled right into.

By 6 in the morning the bed was soaked. Your partner woke you up with their laughter. They FaceTimed your ex as they threw your shame on your face and locked you in the crate.

“Yea, you can come over. Of course he soaked the bed! Go ahead and start brining your stuff over too. He won’t be a problem any more”

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I guess… being a diaper cuck isn’t all bad? 🥺

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Banana challenge with a twist.

Whoever messes faster gets locked up for two weeks. The first pup to cum also gets an extra two weeks added. Place your bets now, and check out the full video, link below!

Full 38 minute video ↙️

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Locked in chastity, permanently diapered, fully shaved, totally bound, completely humiliated.

Remember, this is what you wanted.

Check out the full 28 minute video and more! ↙️

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