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View File Desperate Sub Lets go in Sports Pants (With Diaper!) My first ever time using a diaper in any situation for wetting, and I liked it a lot! I tend to enjoy being soaked more, but is nice for when I am required to stay in my wet clothes. I had a lot of fun with this project, and it was my first experience with pee outside of the bathroom! If you liked it, hated it, or anything in between, let me know and leave some feedback! I would love to keep posting new videos as often as possible 🙂 Enjoy! Submitter AriesTheRam Submitted 02/17/2019 Category Desperation Clothing Other

Hello all! I know it's been a while but I'm back. I've had a wild ride since I first joined this site. So back in 2015 I was taking a gender studies course in college. One of my classmates was a woman I'll call Ms. K. Ms. K is a beautiful ebony goddess who is the daughter of a Hollywood producer. I was immediately smitten with her. She was super muscular and outspoken, with a "take no shit" attitude. But she was also incredibly generous and kind. We started talking and hanging out after class and we eventually got invited to some party in Beverly Hills. So we were walking home from the party, both of us a little tipsy, and I... blush ...I confessed my feelings for her. And she confessed her feelings for me and I got so excited that I literally peed myself. Yes, really, like a little girl! She laughed and said "Aww, is baby all wet? Come and take your little pants off so mommy can clean you up!" And I took my pants off to show an adorable pair of soft cotton panties. "Are you a little baby girl? Are you a little Betsy Wetsy doll? Mommy understands." And I immediately knew that she was the one. I told her about my fantasies. About my crossdressing. About hating being a man. I told her that I wanted someone to lord over me. To humiliate and degrade me like a slave...and love and protect me like a kitten. That I needed to feel wanted. And she told me she wanted to feel needed. That was the happiest moment of my life, and the beginning of many embarrassing moments to come.

I had been preparing for this session for a week at this point, and nothing was stopping me from having a day of fun ? so I got my morning pee out of the way (to ensure the best wetting ppissible), grabbed a SmartWater 1 liter bottle, and put on my first outfit! Blue bikini underwear for men, tight grey yoga pants, and a bright shirt. It took about 3 hours, and 2 liters until I was jumping around trying not to burst.. I ran yo the bathtub, and before I could even press record on the camera, I was spurting out and audibly ready from all the groans and moans I was letting out.. It was a fail. The grey leggings aren't as good as I thought they'd be, and ends up, they don't show too well, so as punishment, I wore this outfit for the next few hours until I was about ready for my next run ? so, I begin again. 2 liters of water, a lot of waiting, and making up other slave tasks as I go along, that I think may trouble me, or dirty me in some ways or another. But to keep it to topic, 3 hours pass by again, and I slip off my damp old clothes, and put on my new pair of pink panties along with my pink yoga pants, that have white stripes on either side. I was already about to burst when I put on my new pants, so I got ready in the bathtub.. and as expected, a mess insued. My pants barely soaked. But the stream wouldn't let up. It just kept flowing, no control oflver my own bladder, as I start to stand in a thick puddle of my own pee, it's almost orgasmic!! After both wets, I kept my outfit on for a bit longer, then cleaned myself up! All in all it was really fun, but I would like better outfits to be able to show you guys the videos from dry to completely soaked!! ?

Haiii ^-^ these are my eettijgs for this month! Sorry there arent many, i was quite busy with youtube and everything, sorry ;-; Ill hopefully do more wettings soon :3

This is my second story that I've written on Deviantart. Sorry that I didn't post these on the forum sooner! I decided to write stories for both my own personal enjoyment and to get more supporters on pateron! It did get some positive feedback back on the Deviantart page, so I hope it will fare the same over here. If you want to follow me on Deviantart then click this link:My Deviantart If you want to support me then click this link:My Patreon Page All that booze from last night had given me one hell of a headache. It felt like my skull was spitting open. And how did I even end up in this bed? I guess the better question to ask would be “why am I tied up to this bed?” I struggled against the rope that weighed me down, but my attempts were in vain. I had no choice but to lie here and wait. And man did I need to piss! I looked around the bedroom while I waited. The first thing that struck me as odd was the lock on the bathroom door. The bed I sat in appeared to be closer to the middle. What I assumed was the doorway out stood several feet in front of the bed. A nightstand stood to the left of the bed while a closest with a mirror adjacent to it were both on the far right. A red oval carpet lied on the foot of the bed. And a giant ceiling fan with some lighting hanging from it lied on the ceiling just above the carpet. I listened closely as I started to hear footsteps outside the door of the bedroom I was in. I heard the sound of the lock turning as the door slowly creaked forward. The bartender from last night was staring straight at me. He was far taller than I ever was and was fairly fit for his age. Though he didn’t have much in the way of muscle, he wasn't out of shape either. As always, his hair was finely combed and slicked back with more than the usual dime sized amount of hair gel. In fact it looked as though his hair could defy gravity had the wind been blowing in his general direction. He wore a suit and tie; a bit overly formal even for a bartender. “Looks like you finally woke up! I’m quite glad as I’ll be opening up the bar any minute! Wouldn’t want you to be late on your first day here after all.” He said in a well toned voice. A voice that was full of charisma and energy. “What’s going on?!” I shouted out of confusion. “What’s going on? You make me laugh! I don’t think that those roofies I slipped into your drink said anything about memory lost. Well, in case they did, I’ll give you an estimate as to how much money you owe me in tabs. Almost four hundred dollars!” “Please, I’ll pay it back as soon as I can!” “You said that the last time, and the time before that, and the time before that! It just keeps going with you sleazeballs!” “Are you going to break my legs or something?” “You see, the problem with breaking a man’s legs or threatening to kill their wife or something is that it doesn’t magically cause you to pull enough money out of your ass. However, a company called Quest showed up about a week ago and told me how I can collect my tabs from now on. I make you do some screwed up humiliating shit, Quest video tapes it all and gives me the four hundred that you owe me.” “What do you mean by “humiliating?” “Give me a minute while I go pull out my magic tricks! A magician never reveals his tricks.” He stares at his phone for a moment before proceeding to get some supplies out of the closest. He pulls out a strangely large, square, white object out. As well as what appeared to be a box of pills and a rather shiny jeweled object. He then laid the objects flat on the dresser next to the bed and adjusts the ropes, freeing my legs but not my arms. “Now, if you want to make this easier on yourself, then just keep those legs spread and lift them above high into the air.” I refused to listen to his orders and kept my legs tightly close together. The bartender then proceeded to get a large paddle out with the Quest trademarked logo across it. He then began to spank me right on a legs. Within a few minutes of this, I was nearly at the verge of tears. I had no choice but to submit. “Well, that bearly took all of two minutes!” He chuckled. He then grabbed the box of pills and opened it up. “Now, since you are full of shit, we need to extract some of that out of you. These pills are going to help you do just that! Of course, you won’t be able to crap with this butt plug in place. Should help motivate you to do a good job tonight. Wouldn’t be able to sleep with those horrible stomach cramps, now would you?” He then unwrapped the suppository and shoved the pill into my butt with his finger. I could feel it melting inside me which caused a weird sensation for a few moments. Not to mention the weirdness from being violated by this stranger’s intrusion. I gave a loud yelp as he forced the jeweled butt plug into my virgin asshole. Causing my hole to expand and spread out further in order to try to take it all in. But it was still tight and painful. I tried my best to stop the flood of tears as the intruder continued to dig deep into me until it had finally stopped. Last but not least, the diaper. He spread it out underneath my filled bum and ordered me to lower my legs onto it. Which I did submissively. He then put the front side up over my crotch, and started to tape the diaper on. Once he was done, he then put a cover over the diaper which I noticed had a locking mechanism on it. He pulled a key out of his pocket and locked the cover on, sealing my fate. “All done, that wasn't too bad! And that diaper cover should ensure that my baby girl doesn’t try to escape from her padded prison. Obviously, it should go without saying that you will be using that diaper for it’s intended purpose.” I gulped at the thought of having to use my diaper at all. And my need to pee was already starting to get worst. “Now, I’ll have to untie your arms in order to get you dressed. If you try to escape, then there will be consequences. And good luck getting out of that diaper even if you did escape. Ah, that would make for a great headliner!” He then proceeded to untie my arms. Then he went back into the closet and pulled out some clothing. Meanwhile, I slowly crawled out of bed and found a spot to stand at. Not really too keen on the option of trying to run out the bedroom in nothing but a diaper through what I assume was a crowded bar. I looked down in shock as I immediately noticed that my legs had been shaved. So had my arms and any other parts of my body that could be considered “unladylike” “Do I want to know how I ended up getting shaved?” I inquired “Ah, I almost forgot about that part! Luckily I still had some hair removal cream lying around! If you were running around like a hairy ape, then it would ruin my business! I have customers who would rather not see your ungroomed man hairs. Afterall, you’re a girl for as long as I own you.” He then pulled out the first piece of my outfit, fishnet stockings with a pair of high heels to match. “You’ll have to get used to walking around in these. If you were to slip and fall at any point, punishments would have to be arranged.” He laid the stockings out in the air in order for me to step in them. As much as I didn’t want to, I knew that I should get this over with. I stepped into them and began to realize much to my horror that these stockings were not going to hide my diaper in the slightest. They were so see through in fact that I may as well have walked around in just the diaper by itself. He then took out a black lacy bra and began to help me slip it on. Then finally, a leather corset which nicely hid away my beer belly. Finally, he took out some makeup and proceeded to do my face up in the sluttest fashion possible. He put some black eyeshadow on me as well. Mascara over the eyes with lots of foundation. He even plucked my eyebrows out, one by one each more painful then the last. Then adding the fake eyebrows in place of the old ones. He completely redid my hair, adding in the extensions which turned my once boyish hair into this long wavy beauty. And he dyed my hair from a brunette into a blonde. Once he was completely satisfied with his work, he pointed at the mirror closest to the door, instructing me to go take a look. I was completely shocked at the transformation. My once unattractive at best body had been turned into this gorgeous sexy woman. My hips were far slimmer than usual. The makeup had nicely brought out my blue eyes. My legs were a bit curvy but sexy enough to look at without all the hair in the way. My nails were trimmed and painted a watery blue in order to match my eyes. In fact, it got me hard just staring at the woman who stared at me in this mirror. She was hot, sexy and ready for a night out. A part of me hated it but I was also turned on in a strange sort of way. “Took longer than I had imagined. Good thing that I started early enough, your shift is about to start in a few minutes! I’m quite surprised at how well you turned out! I mean with the ugly mug that I had started with, I thought for sure that you were a lost cause. Well anyway, I’ll take you downstairs and explain to you what your job is tonight.” With that, he grabbed my hand and led me down the staircase into the bar down below. I immediately got a few stares and a couple of chuckles. A rush of embarrassment ran down my spine as I nervously continued to walk alongside my bartender. Trying my best not to trip as I walked in these high heels. The cramps were already starting after that massive makeover. I gave a good look at the bar as we headed toward the kitchen. As always, the bar was nearly spotless. The walls were filled with various paintings and the usual football paraphernalia. The tables stood on the left side while the bar itself stood on the right. Lamps stood atop each and everyone of those tables. Far into the back were the restrooms. Close to those facilities were the pool tables which also had ceiling lamps above them. TV’s stood above the bars themselves for people to watch their favorite football games. We headed into the kitchen where I could see all the employees working. Obviously, in a bar this large, the man standing next to me wasn't the only person serving drinks. There were two other bartenders hard at work mixing drinks for the fellow patrons. They were dressed in much the same fashion as the person escorting me, formal suits and ties with their hairs nicely done up. Two of the bartenders were men while only one was female. The female bartender had short brown hair with a formal skirt. She had a larger rack then most but not overly so. The servers on the other hand were all female, though given your own genitals, a worried voice in your head made you wonder how many of those girls who gave you lapdances were actually men. You gulp at the sheer notion. Of course, you were the only one waddling around the bar in a diaper which further increased your own embarrassment. They were however dressed in similar attire with fishnet stockings and even a pair of bunny ears and all manner of makeup. “So this is where you should be grabbing plates from. Mainly from that counter over there. All you’re doing is taking plates from here to the tables. We have a restaurant menu as you know and you’ll have to write down orders and bring them to our lovely chefs. Things will get more interesting if you screw up. Should you trip or fall or mess up an order, I will take actions to resolve your misbehavior. No tears, no whining, and don’t even think about escaping. Am I clear?” He said that last line with a stern look on his face that suggested that I wouldn’t like my punishments very much. I nodded in agreement before he headed off to the bar and started his own shift. How hard could this be? I’ve never walked in a pair of heels. My aching stomach, bladder, and this stick up my ass were all converging against my ability to walk. But anything beats being murdered and left in a ditch by some loan shark. Right? I took the first order to the table. A bowl of nachos, plus a club sandwich. Every step I took towards table number five was more painful then the last in these heels. The cramps in my stomach slowed me down. After what had seemed like forever, I finally reached the table. I held back the need to cry as best as I possibly good. I could hear the laugher from behind me as I bent down to bring the plate down towards the table. My ass was up in the air for everyone to see, my diaper now visible for the entire world to see. I bit my tongue as hard as I could and tried to think about anything else in order to keep the tears from flooding out. This continued for most of the horrifying nightmare that was my first day on this job. Then about halfway through, my bladder was finally starting to leak into my diaper despite my attempts to hold it. I was so concentrated on trying to hold myself that I fell over, knocking the plate into the air and landing a bowl of salsa just on top of the customer. Like something out of a cartoon. The sheer shock as my body hit the ground with a hard thump, caused my bladder to spasm widely, releasing all the bodily fluids that I had tried to hold back. I had to cover my mouth closed with my hands as I softly moaned from the sheer pleasure of relief. It lasted a few blissful minutes as a torrent of piss came flowing from my crotch straight into my diaper. Though it was starting to fill, it could handle a few more uses. Once I had finally regained my composure, I stood back up and the angry customer stared at me in a fury of rage. I could see the manager who also happened to be a bartender who had dressed me up apologizing as best as he could. “I’ll pay for your entire meal and give you a discount for next time! Just please don’t write a bad Yelp review, this is my family's business.” “I’ll forgive you. But I want some free service from that lady right there. Just something pleasurable enough to make me forget about what happened here. If you catch my drift.” “Of course, just name your request and I will ensure that she will follow it down to the letter.” “Well, since she is wearing a diaper and acting like a goddamn toddler over there, I think that some capital punishment would be the most fitting. Bent over my lap kicking and screaming like any well parented two-year-old should clear her attitude problem right up.” “The customer is always right after all.” With that, he grabbed me by my hair and shoved me into the direction of the stranger. You could tell that the bartender was not in the mood for dealing with my screw ups. He was a bit older than thirty but in an overall great shape. He had this military cut hair and scars throughout his face. His hands were dirty and rugged but at least he smelled like he showered every day, minus the smell of beer. His arms and legs were unshaved but that only added to his ripped muscles which were more than capable of handling me. “Great, couldn’t have gone and pissed off some eighty year old with a cane? No, I had to go piss off the biggest roid raging guy in this whole damn bar!” I thought to myself. Within a few seconds, he had me bent over his lap. I felt like a deer in the headlights as I could do nothing to get away from him and escape the humiliation that I was about to endure. He pulled my stockings down which caused the bartender to get his key out of his pocket and toss it towards the stranger. He proceeded to unlock my diaper cover and pull down the back of the garment. I soon felt the friction as his burly, rough hands stuck my bare skin. Sending a vibration of pain across my backside while causing the plug up my ass to further bury itself inside my sensitive virgin hole. By the fifth spank, I was at the point of tears. I continued to pour out my pain vocally as he continued to slap my ass over and over again. “Oh yeah, keep crying like that! I love it when bitches keep on moaning!” He said with a smile as he continued to punish me. By the time it was over, my ass was red and my hole felt sore and achey. He pulled up my stockings, diaper and cover over my ass and allowed me to stand up. He gave me one final slap on the rear as I stood up. While I may have hated that experience, my cock was giving me a different story. I’m not sure why I felt so turned on by the whole thing. I was completely straight….right? I went back to the kitchen and grabbed some more orders for people. I couldn’t stop thinking about the entire thing and how horny I actually was. Maybe I should break a few more rules in order to get some more punishment? What on earth was I thinking about? The constant thoughts about being punished and humiliated, used and degraded continued to fill my horny mind. I tried my best to just shove the thoughts aside and just get on with the rest of the night. As I continued to serve the guests, I had to pee again. Not like I’m getting out of this diaper, so may as well use it. Plus the warmth was pretty pleasurable and comfortable once you got used to it. I continued to try my best to ward off such lewd thoughts out of my mind. The rest of the night went on without any further incidents. I nearly tripped a few times but that was about it for the mischief for the rest of the night. Or so I had thought. But getting off unscaved wasen’t going to be as easy as I might’ve thought. Once again, I took every sore, blistering step up the stairs as the bartender led me up the stairs. My feet were absolutely ruined from all that walking in these awful platform heels. Relief overtook me as we headed into the bedroom. He allowed me to slip out of my outfit, leaving me in just my diaper with the locking cover over it. “You did do an alright job for your first night. But you did dump some flaming hot salsa on one of my regulars. I think I should teach you a personal lesson. I want you bent over, face towards the bed.” With that he walked towards the closest and pulled out the same paddle with the trademarked Quest Logo. As I bent over the bed, I could feel my heart racing. The excitement ringing throughout my entire body. A wave of horniness ran across me and I could already feel a boner coming along long before he had started. A part of me despised this but I felt so eager and ready for this. He reached around towards my front and began to unlock the diaper cover. Once he had it pulled down, he grabbed the metal plug in my ass and pulled it out. He then pulled the diaper back up over my tushie. “It’s about time that you “properly” used that diaper.” he said with a lit up grin on his face. I whimpered as I felt my bowels immediately start to give in. Wave after wave of the brown sticky liquid flowed into the garment causing my eyes to water. I continued to cry as my stomache released anything that had been in it before. The diaper barely held all the brown mush that covered the back of my ass. I also pissed in the middle of it all. Then the paddle came once he was sure that I was done shitting. Each swing push the mush further into every orifice in my entire body. I could feel the strange sensation as my balls, dick and ass were covered in the goo. Swing after swing continued to bring out the flood of tears from my eyes. It must have been about thirty odd swings before he finished. The squishy mess was slightly leaking and flowing into my diaper cover. “Wasn't too bad now was it?” I simply replied by nodding my head. I’d rather want to agree with anything he says at this stage then face the wrath of another punishment. I guess that old saying, “careful what you wish for” is true after all. “Great! Now I can go ahead and feed you something.” With that he headed into the closest and brought out a bottle of pills and then went into the little mini refrigerator next to it and grabbed a bottle of milk. He sat next to the me on the bed and easily picked me up as if I weighed nothing and sat me on his lap. Forcing a bottle of milk mixed with laxatives into my mouth. It was an odd feeling to get used to. Being fed like some sort of baby or something. It was weirdly comfortable even if I was sitting in my own bodily waste. I was furious at my boner which continued to stiffen despite the mush that it was covered in. Surely, I can’t be into this! At least the bottle of milk in my mouth was calming me down. It didn’t take very long for me to gulp down the milk since I hadn't eaten all day. He finished off by burping me before he laid me down in the bed, turned off the light and headed down the staircase. I didn’t sleep very well thanks to the mess I was forced to lay in. I continued to struggle and squirm around my bed. I could have gotten out of the bed but since the door was locked and I assumed that this room didn’t come with a laptop with wifi, I may as well just lay in bed. About an hour later, I started to get some really bad stomach cramps which made sleeping an even worst experience. It barely took half an hour before the cramps became too much to bare and I had to simply squat and let go. So I sat up and lifted my butt a few inches. That was all it took before another roaring wave of crap overflowed my diaper and continued to leak further into the diaper cover. I simply cried myself to sleep.

View File Mommy`s BBB(98) Mommy`s Big Baby Boys Submitter robster67 Submitted 11/03/2023 Category Male  

Chapter 1 Scott could hardly contain his giddiness as he turned his steering wheel to make a left at the intersection. After several weeks of careful planning, scheming, checking, and rechecking, he finally had a free weekend for himself. He had spent those weeks ordering discrete packages filled with supplies of a particular nature and tinkering in his garage on a device that he hoped would be able to fulfill his wildest fantasies. He could feel his heart pound in his chest as he put his blinker on and changed lanes, wanting to get home as soon as legally possible. Scott had had a great week at work, his boss had been admiring the white leopard's progress for a while now. He had recently designed a filing system that, according to his calculations, had increased the company’s data storage system by a whole 12.4%. The subsequent increase in efficiency had also increased his paycheck to a much sizable amount, which he had recently been putting to good use. Scott was a brilliant engineer and computer programmer, his passion for creation had brought him to work for Sky-TEC industries, a company that specializes in creating computers whose processing power and ability to complete tasks in incredibly low amounts of time had brought them up to one of the best technology companies in the world. But as brilliant as this company was, Scott was just a little bit more brilliant. Scott had quite unmistakably come into contact with a piece of technology that was top secret and incredibly powerful. Many would use it for great evil, while some might use it to achieve near indestructibility. Scott however, wasn't particularly interested in any of those things. Scott had some very private tendencies that he had never shared with anyone since he was a child. Specifically, he loved indulging in infantile fantasies, imagining himself just like a little kid again. From feeling the warmth of a freshly soaked diaper, to the pleasurable struggle of being put in bondage whilst wearing a soiled diaper, unable to do anything about his current predicament, to the wonderful childlike freedom of just wearing a diaper and t-shirt whilst watching children's shows on TV. Scott had spent a good amount of time imagining exactly what he'd love to do to or by himself if he had the time and resources to fulfill his fantasies. Fantasies that he hoped would be fulfilled very soon. Scott pulled into the driveway of his comfortable little home. It wasn't anything special, he had little furnishings to decorate it with, but it had what he liked to consider an "aesthetical amount of space". He turned off the engine, grabbed his shoulder bag, and exited the car, walking into his garage. He flicked on the lights, and as the light bulbs blinked awake the device that he'd spent months on putting together sat on his workshop table. To put it bluntly, Scott had been programming a device that would essentially stop time itself. Through a combination of biotechnology, an improbability-engine, and a calculator that essentially worked on the whimsical nature of the polarity of electrons whirling around in titanium atoms in the contraption, the device was able to access the particular genetic code of the user and ignore all cells with the sequence, then continue to all other organic matter and inorganic matter and "freeze them in place". Scott didn't fully understand it, but he knew how to put the parts together and calibrate the machine. One might think that experimenting with such a device would be incredibly risky, but Scott had that figured out as well. He had coded in a fail-safe into the device. If a large amount of cells of the individual who had activated the device began to shut down at a rapid enough pace indicating possible death, it would essentially reverse the freezing process restoring reality to normal. Scott picked up the device with baited breath. It didn't look like anything special, like a TV remote except with fewer buttons and what looked like more volume controls. He connected his phone to the remote and fed it information about the current time, position of earth relative to the sun, and relative temperatures around the world. He hoped that the device would be able to send out the proper frequency into the molecules around it, setting off the time freezing reaction properly. He knew that if it failed, it may fail spectacularly, possibly even harming him despite the fail safe. A green light on the device shone, indicating that it was ready to be activated. He closed his eyes, pressed his eyes shut, and pushed a large red button with his finger. A loud rushing sound echoed through his ears, he fell backwards sputtering and coughing, he felt as if everything in a single part of his body was getting lightly tickled with electricity, he yelled in alarm, but before he could yell for more than a second it all stopped. Scott looked around. Everything looked. . . normal. He went over to the garage switch and pressed it, a whirring sound came from the door as it opened. He padded outside and his jaw dropped. Birds hung eerily in the air, much like bricks don't. Leaves stood stalk still, frozen as a gust of wind was blowing through it. Scott fanned himself with a paw experimentally, looking at it as he felt the air particles against his whiskers and fur. He had done it. He had created a device that stopped time. It stopped time for everything and everyone! Everyone, except him. Scott hooted and hollered! He started running down the street, passing cars with passengers in them halfway through a sip of coffee, forming a word as they talked on the phones, or smiling jaws and maws agape as they sang to their favorite car songs. Scotts saw planes and clouds, unmoving in the sky, felt the warmth of the sun on his fur as it peeked behind a cloud, permanently, until adjusted by the remote of course. Scott stopped running in the middle of an intersection and turned around and around, taking in the view. He laughed, joyous that he had achieved something that most thought was only possible in sci-fi movies and fantasy novels. Suddenly, he remembered why he had gone so ridiculously out of his way with his invention. He turned tail sprinted back to his house and got quickly inside, closing his door, not bothering to lock it. Who would try bothering him now if every ‘who’ was frozen in time? He walked inside his sparsely furnished living room and opened one of the brown boxes he had sitting there. A fresh waft of baby powder and ointment met his feline nostrils as he admired the contents of the box. Within it lay several large, fluffy adult diapers, each themed with little cartoons of various baby animals wearing diapers. Some looked sleepy, others laughed in joy, while still others were too busy with a toy to do anything else. Scott shuddered with excitement and let out a shaky sigh. Finally, I can unwind like I've always wanted to. He thought, as his tail twitched in anticipation. He looked at the other boxes, knowing that what they contained would only increase the amount of fun he was about to have. He grinned, and speaking aloud to no one said, “It’s going to be a good weekend."

View File Diaper Time with Mommy Mommy plays with her little sissy (you) in this POV video. She puts on a diaper, among other things. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 03/01/2021 Category Female  

So hello everyone! First story in this site, so bear with me. I posted a story with the same exact setup on a different site, and wanted to see how changing the community changed the story. As for the story, it is very similar to “make her squirm… for science!” By tentacool, but with a abdl aspect. Without further ado, here is the character form…. Name: appearance: age( must be 18+): gender identity sex (the thing in diaper) regression level (describe the end product): likes: dislikes: Bladder/bowel size(pre regression): reason for regression: (The story by tentacool)

View File how did u get into wetting ?(170) what kick started u into omorashi?school/party/girlfriend/scoolbully/online mistress/your crush/or did u get blackmailed ? Submitter robster67 Submitted 07/31/2023 Category Female  

View File Mommy Dom Caught Diapered By Sissy POV Your Mommy tries on one of your diapers but is surprised when you get home early. As punishment she makes you wear her wet diaper. Submitter WhoWetMyPants Submitted 02/16/2023 Category Female