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More of the same …but with my moose camo sleeper. 

You just know he's gonna use it

A Little Extra Protection - (Tricked and Treated Pt.02) (NSFW 18+)

***Disclaimer*** The people depicted in the following story and picture are consenting adults over the age of 18. If you are not 18 or older, click away now. 

Image Credit: This is NOT my image. All credit belongs to @diaperking​

Author’s note: Ok so I’m like super tired and finished this story late at night so there’s probably going to be a bunch typos in here but I’ll be editing it tomorrow.  I’ve been working on this for awhile and I said fuck it, I just want to get it out there. So, anyway, here ya go. 

“Do I really have to wear this?” Tommy pulled up his shirt. The waistband of the diaper beneath was clearly visible above his shorts. Even worse, the snug fitting shorts were just a bit too snug, puffing out drastically in the back to accommodate the thick padding. He hoped no one would look close enough to take notice.

Connor was across the room, getting dressed. “Yes. You really do. Remember what happened last time I let you try training pants?” He was wearing a forest green button-down shirt with a pair of black slacks. The sleek, form fitting clothes lent him an air of confidence and maturity, completely contrasting with Tommy’s boyish appearance.

Tommy blushed at the humiliating reminder and pulled his shirt back down. Connor walked over to muss his hair.

“That’s right,” he said, chuckling, “some little guy made a big puddle all over the living room floor.” He gave Tommy’s diapered crotch a pat and walked away.

Tommy’s penis gave a twinge at Connor’s touch.  “But, but what about the other thing?”

Conner was busy tying up his shoes. “Hmm, what’s that?”

Tommy walked over to stand next to him. He slipped his own feet into his shoes and waited for Connor to finish. Tommy was never allowed to tie his own shoes. Usually, he didn’t mind. He actually liked the extra attention when they were alone. He was a lot more embarrassed by it when they weren’t.

“The… other thing.” Tommy shifted uncomfortably.

A wide grin grew across Connor’s handsome face. “Ohh, you mean Tommy’s Tushy helper?”

Over the years, Connor and Tommy had amassed quite the collection of sex themed paraphernalia. Connor was an independent architect with a plethora of wealthy clients. With no monetary limitations, Tommy quit his own job at Connor’s request and moved in. It started with a few prostate massagers and dildos of varying sizes. Then came the handcuffs, and the gags, and the paddles. Things escalated when Tommy had opened up about his fetish, leading to a depraved shopping spree involving many, many pairs of diapers, onesies, and other accessories necessary for Connor to turn Tommy into the entirely helpless, humiliated little boy he wanted to be.

Among one of those accessories was his “Tushy Helper”, a large, purple, vibrating silicone plug that Connor insisted was necessary for Tommy’s “big boy” training. The twisted logic behind it being that the plug would help strengthen muscles in his sphincter by giving them something to clench on while simultaneously making sure his diapers stayed mess free in public.

“…yes,” Tommy whispered.

Connor laughed and grabbed Tommy’s fragile hand in his own. “No can do. You’ll have to wait until we get home to be Daddy’s lil stinker.”

Tommy blushed furiously and meekly followed his boyfriend.

Connor opened the door and beckoned Tommy to step from the relative comfort of their house into the bright, revealing sunlight.

Knowing he didn’t have another choice, definitely not because his little cock was trying to push its way through the diaper, Tommy walked forward. Tommy squeaked in surprise as he felt Connor grab his shoulder and spin him around. Connor grabbed Tommy’s crotch and gave a squeeze. The diaper crinkled loudly as Tommy let out a whine.

Connor leaned in and licked Tommy’s ear. “You’ll just have to settle for being Daddy’s for now… we can work on the stinker part later.” He smiled widely and pushed his baby boy out into the world.

The trip passed as usual. Which was to say, in an extremely embarrassing fashion. As Tommy’s de-facto Daddy, Connor made a point to remind Tommy of his new position at every corner. In the car, that meant an adult sized booster seat complete with an over the shoulder and crotch strap, a binky to silence Tommy’s protests, and a rolled down window that came with special additional features like strangers calling him names and snickering passerby. It was especially bad when Connor turned on the “happy” function of Tommy’s plug and insisted on “missing” every green light. Ironically, the pitiful moans and struggling elicited by the plug made witnesses much “happier” than the boy whose bottom it was currently lodged in. At least, that’s probably what all the laughing and derisive snorts had meant.

They finally came to a stop. Connor switched off the toy and earned a sigh of relief from Tommy. His little cock had been completely limp, but it hadn’t done anything to stop the stream of boy juice leaking from the tip. Tommy winced slightly as Connor helped him out of the car seat. The seat of his diaper was mildly wet now, just enough to rub him the right way.

Connor, being the perceptive and sadistic Daddy he was, noticed the slight movement. “Aww, what’s wrong, little guy?” Before Tommy could answer he spun him around and pulled down his shorts. “Hmm,” he said, sticking his fingers through the diaper’s leg band. “Nope, not completely wet, but…” he removed his fingers and held one up. A clear fluid glistened at the end.

Tommy had his face against the window, fervently hoping no one could see what was happening. They were parked at the side of the street, in broad daylight. He hadn’t seen anyone on the drive in, but…

Connor sighed dramatically and shook his head. “Honestly, what am I going to do with you? Hmm?” He stuck the finger in Tommy’s mouth, forcing him to clean his own mess. “This is exactly the reason you’re still in diapers,” he said loudly. Tommy whined and Connor gave his ass a quit swat before pulling the shorts back up. “Oh, almost forgot.” He popped the trunk. “Ah, there it is.” Connor grinned and pulled out a large white duffel bag. The whole surface was covered in stickers of cartoon rocket ships, astronauts, dinosaurs, and the like. To top it all off, in soft multi-colored letters on either side was written Tommy’s diapers. He reached inside and pulled out a pacifier looped through with baby blue ribbon. Connor chuckled as Tommy’s eyes widened. He hung it around his boyfriend’s neck and handed him the bag. “You hold onto that, champ,” he smirked.  Satisfied with his baby boy’s shame and discomfort, he abruptly turned and pulled the red-faced pansy into a staggering walk behind him.

Tommy managed to right himself after a few perilous seconds. He glanced around and let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully Daddy had brought him to one of the less frequented parts of town, and on a Tuesday no less. His pacifier and diaper bag bounced against him with every step, as if forcing him to acknowledge their presence. He wondered where he was being taken. He’d tried asking but had only gotten the standard, “little boys don’t need to know, just be good and go where daddy tells you”, response in return. He didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Ah, here we are,” Connor said, ushering Tommy into a nondescript building nearby.

Tommy had to do a double take when he entered. It was clearly a store for more… mature members of society. In other words, a sex shop. Damian’s, presumably the name of the sinful establishment, was spelled in bright neon blue letters on one end of the store. Toys and clothes for men and women were all neatly organized in their own corners or shelves. Mannequins in a variety of sensual outfits and more extreme bondage gear were scattered throughout. At the center of it all was a circular checkout counter where a man leaning against the counter was looking up from his book.

“Welcome to Damian’s, I’m the owner. Let me know if I can help you find anything today.” He smiled courteously.

The voice was deep and silky, like sweet nothings growled in the throes of lust. Tommy’s throat closed up and he stared for a moment before realizing he’d been spoken to, He nodded hastily and broke eye contact. Holy shit, he thought. The man… Damian, was incredibly attractive. He was around 6 feet tall, with wavy brown hair and a well-trimmed beard to match. He wasn’t even wearing anything special, just a pair of slim black jeans and a green plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Tommy didn’t realize he was still standing in the doorway when Connor bumped into him. He squeaked and stumbled to the side.

Connor held out a hand to steady him. “Oh, jeez, sorry about that, bud. You ok?”

“Yeah, uh, I’m fine,” Tommy mumbled. He hoped Damian hadn’t noticed.

“Hi, welcome to Damian’s, I’m the owner. Let me know if I can help you find anything.”

Connor’s attention shifted. “Hey, Damian. I’m Connor, we spoke on the phone.”

Damian’s smile widened into genuine pleasure. “Connor, It’s nice to meet you.” He walked over and gave Connor’s outstretched hand a good shake. His eyes flickered to Tommy. “And this must be your little bedwetter,” he laughed.

Tommy’s mouth opened and closed dumbly. He looked to Connor. You told him!? His eyes screamed. His Daddy just smirked back.

Damian planted a rough hand on Tommy’s head and gave his hair a good mussing. “Nice to meet’cha sport. Your Daddy told me you’ve been having some problems keeping that little pecker under control.”

“Wha-“, Tommy stuttered. “Wha- what do you mean? I don’t have any problems… and I’m not little!”

Damian chuckled. “Oh, I’m sure you have more than a few problems, baby boy. Cute pacifier by the way.” He reached out and gave it a flick.

Connor spoke while his humiliated boyfriend tried to process what was happening. “Do you have what we talked about?”

Damian nodded. “Of course, just follow me.”

Connor grabbed Tommy’s hand. “Come on, mush tush, follow Daddy. I have a fun surprise for you.”

Tommy withered under Damian’s knowing grin. He wondered what the surprise was, and just how much worse his situation would get. Damian led them to a locked door at the back of the store. Tommy’s eyes widened and his penis gave a pulse of excitement as they walked through it. The other side of the door was like a fetishist’s paradise. Piston machines, cages, bizarre bondage devices, and more than a few items Tommy would never have considered sexual were laid about on the floor and shelves. It was like an entirely new store back here. One section of the hoard in particular drew his attention. Tommy began to wonder if he was dreaming. Diapers, high chairs, rattles, binkies, and even a changing table with built in restraints were nestled in there.

Connor noticed his baby boy’s interest and leaned in to whisper. “Look, little guy. They have stuff for pathetic babies like you. Does that make your pee pee happy?”

Tommy shuddered and buried his face in Connor’s shirt. Yes, it did make his cock happy. It was so happy it was currently leaking a steady stream of sticky excitement into the seat of his diaper.

“Ah, here it is,” Damian exclaimed. He turned, holding a small cardboard box. He began to remove components. “I got a few varieties in today so there’s lots to pick from. This one is made of silicone. It’s recommended for beginners, but the material is soft and pliable so it’s easy to get out of and hard to keep clean.”

Tommy peaked around. What was Damian talking about?

“These are made of polycarbonate. They come in a few different colors and they’re much sturdier than the silicone type. They’re also easier to clean.”

“No…” Tommy gasped aloud. “No, no, no!” He began to back away, shaking his head. He’d finally seen what was in the box. Chastity cages were something he knew about. He’d seen it enough times on the sites he frequented, but he’d never actually wanted to use one.

The man continued as if Tommy hadn’t spoken. “My personal favorites are made of stainless steel. They’re extremely durable and easy to clean. A special bonus with this type is they can be special fitted with… accessories to deter more resistant boys.”

Connor snatched Tommy’s hand. He looked intrigued. “Oh? What kind of attachments?”

Damian held up a box. “I’m glad you asked. Well, this one for example comes with what’s called a urethral insert. Essentially it’s just a tube at the head of the device that goes down your boy’s pee hole. It makes orgasm and erection practically impossible.”

Connor turned to a trembling Tommy. “That sounds perfect. Can I get one today?”

Damian nodded. “Of course. I’ll just need to get some measurements to pick out the right size.”

“Please, Daddy. Please don’t make me wear one. I’ll be good, I promise,” Tommy begged.

“No can do, kiddo. Baby boys aren’t supposed to leave sticky messes in their diapers, at least not without my permission. Plus this is going to make changes much easier. I’ll be able to make your diapers much more snug without that little twig in the way.”

Damian chimed in. “So he is wearing diapers. Most ddlb couples I meet don’t actually go that far. For what it’s worth, I think they make your ass look adorable.”

Tommy blushed furiously. He could feel every inch of his diminutive babyhood shivering.  “P-please,” he begged the stranger, “don’t. I don’t want it…”

Connor sighed in exasperation. “I’ve had enough backtalk from you, mister.”

Tommy cried out as his Daddy roughly grabbed him and began unbuttoning his shorts. “No, no, Daddy. Please!” A second later Tommy was nude from the waist down except for his animal printed diaper. Connor raised his hand and began to lay into the pitiful boy’s ass. Sharp smacks echoed throughout the room.

“I don’t want to hear any backtalk from a boy who still fills his diapers and sleeps in a crib,” he growled.

Fat tears rolled down Tommy’s cheeks. The blows stung, despite the thick padding. What stung even more was the pitying look Damian had on his face. Don’t look, don’t look, he silently begged.

“Ahem,” Damian cleared his throat, stopping Connor mid swing. “I think he’s had enough.”

Connor raised an eyebrow. “Hmmm…” He released the struggling boy. “Well, have you?”

Tommy sobbed brokenly. “Ye-, ye-, yes sir.”

“Good. Sorry you had to see that, Damian. You see why I need a bit more help keeping my tyke in line.”

“Oh, I’m sure he’s a good boy most of the time.” He walked forward and cupped Tommy’s chin. “Aren’t you, kiddo?”

Tommy looked back at the handsome stranger through blurry eyes. “Yes, sir…”

Damian dazzled him with a smile. “I knew it.” He knelt down and ruffled Tommy’s hair. “I know you’re scared. Lots of guys new to chastity are.” He leaned in close, beard scraping against the boy’s soft cheek. “Do you want to know a secret,” he whispered.  

Tommy was completely under his spell. His babyhood was crying with need, making the diaper soft and slippery. “What,” he murmured.

“Chastity isn’t a punishment, bud. It’s a reward.” He began to pet Tommy’s diaper. His fingers slipped up, oh so slowly, then back down, accompanied by crinkling susurrations. “Your Daddy says he wants to lock you up so you can’t touch yourself, but that’s not true.” He chuckled, low and gruff. “No,” he grated. “Your Daddy want’s this little thing locked up because he’s scared.” His rubbing grew harder and more demanding with every word.

Tommy could feel his body shaking with anxious need. Why wasn’t Daddy helping him? Where was he? He looked around through eyes half slitted with pleasure. Connor was staring at them intently, leaning against a wall. Tommy let out a moan and his tiny cock let out another pulse of boy juice. His Daddy was watching him being handled by the stranger. What was more, the outline of his thick cock was clearly visible against the fabric of his pants. Tommy’s mouth watered and he dumbly lifted his pacifier to his lips. He wanted to suck something right now, anything. The toy in is ass sprung to sudden life. Relentless vibrations tickled at his special spot, causing more and more precum to saturate the fluffy padding.

Damian glanced over at Connor and gave a tacit grin before continuing. “He’s scared someone else is going to come along and take you from him. Someone who doesn’t mind what a pissy, pathetic little boy you are. Someone like me.” He stopped moving, waiting expectantly.

Tommy was too far gone at this point. All he could think about was splashing his little load into his pampers. Little moans and whimpers escaped him, and he started to rub against the stranger’s hand.

What a good whore, Damian thought. He graced the pitiful display with a condescending smile. “He wants other people to know this baby nub,” he slapped Tommy’s crotch, “is his. That means your Daddy loves you a lot, kiddo.” He pushed the moaning boy slut to the floor and pinned him down. “Do you love your daddy too?”

Tommy’s face was bright red. His breath came in heaving gasps. The feeling of his diaper, the humiliating treatment, Daddy watching him… he was getting so close. The pacifier fell from his lips. “Yeh- yeesss,” he groaned.

“Then beg him for it. Ask him to lock up this teeny baby dick and I’ll help you have a nice creamy accident.”

“D-daddy,” Tommy cried, “please let me wear the cage. I… I wa- I wanna wear the cage, Daddy, please!”

Connor walked over and knelt. He loomed over his wanton boyfriend and pressed his raging erection against the pathetic boy’s face. “Aww, how sweet, but I’m not sure now, kiddo. I think you might have a little too much fun.” He smirked.

“Ohh, god. I can’t take it anymore, please. I need it, just let me fucking cum. Please, please please please!”

Connor had his cock in Tommy’s mouth before the boy could make another sound. “What have I told you about using big boy words?” He shook his head. “I don’t know if you deserve cummies now. What do you think, Damian?”

Damian pulled his hand away. The toy turned off at the same moment, leaving Tommy weeping with need and choking on Connor’s cock. “Shh, it’s ok. You’re ok.” He stroked his beard thoughtfully. “You can’t let naughty behavior go unpunished… but look how desperate he is. More importantly, I’m really hard right now and I want to see his face when he pops.”

Tommy shivered and bit his thumb. He knew he shouldn’t have cursed, but he couldn’t help it. Feeling Connor’s throbbing manhood against his face combined with the wonderful sensation of his crotch against Damian’s hand made him.. rash. He was in heaven, sandwiched between the two larger men. Suddenly, he went over the edge. “Nu – ooooohhh,” he wailed. His diminutive boyhood unloaded into the seat of his diaper as his hole shivered around the anal intruder. He hadn’t even been touching it when it happened. No one had. Now his cock was dripping sadly while he tried to hump the floor, Damian’s hand, even the air, desperate for stimulation he craved. His efforts amounted to nothing more than an amusing display. Tommy’s orgasm was ruined.    

Noticing the boy’s shudders, Damian let out a bark of laughter and ripped open the diaper. Tommy’s member drooped limply between his legs. The entire area was wet and sticky with shame. His prick dipped and twitched with after-tremors. “Sorry bud, looks like you really did have an accident.” Damian flicked the limp noodle and chuckled again. “No wonder you need diapers.” He reached for a measuring tape. “I can get his measurements now that he’s soft. I’m assuming he doesn’t get much bigger when he’s hard?”

Connor, still balls deep in Tommy’s throat, answered. “Nope, he gets maybe a half inch longer, and if it gets wider, I honestly haven’t noticed.” He chortled. “Luckily for you, my baby boy isn’t a grower or a shower.” He pulled back his hips and thrust forward.

Tommy gagged as his Daddy face fucked him. He could feel the handsome man between his legs poking and prodding. A saliva filled gurgle rumbled its way out in place of a moan. The cum had been drained out of him but he was still insanely aroused. All the failed orgasm had done was fill his diaper and prevent him from getting hard. A glistening teardrop rolled down his sticky shaft.

“Hmm, I think the half inch should be good. Anything larger and Mr. Masturbator might stand a chance of slipping out.” Damian opened up the ring and slid it around the base of Tommy’s acorns. “This would be a lot smoother with lube…”

“Hang on just a sec,” Connor grunted. He withdrew his meaty rod with a wet gasp from his boyfriend. “You might want to scoot back, this could get messy.”

Tommy laid on the floor, used and broken, as Connor furiously stroked his own cock. His thumb found its way back to his mouth in a vain attempt at distraction from his raging libido. It wasn’t fair, he thought. He hadn’t meant to let loose so soon. It was just.. just an accident…

A cry of exaltation signaled Connor’s release. Hot cum blasted onto Tommy’s crotch and stomach. “Fuck that was good,” Connor sighed. He scooped up a glob of his seed and smeared it into Tommy’s genitals. “I think this should work for now.” He grinned mischievously.

“Man, you’re evil,” Damian laughed.

“Nooo,” Tommy cried. His face was wet with saliva and actual tears as Damian unceremoniously stuffed him into the contraption. The tube invaded his urethra and he let out a squeal.

“Shh, it’s ok little guy. You’ll get used to it,” Damian assured him. He finished a moment later with a satisfying click as the lock snapped shut. He stepped back to admire his work.

Tommy’s package stared sadly through the shiny steel bars, dripping with Connor’s cum. His already diminutive length was reduced to a mere nub poking out from his groin.

“Yep, that looks good. What do you think?”

Connor peeked over and grinned wickedly. “Oh yeah, it’s perfect.”

Damian bent and taped the diaper back up, trapping the heady mess against Tommy’s skin. “Just one last test now, kiddo. I need to see if the urethral tube is fitting properly.”

Tommy blinked. “What does that mean…”

Damian gave the diaper a pat. “It means I need you to wet yourself, lil guy. Shouldn’t be too hard, from what your Daddy has told me.

Drained, resigned, and utterly humiliated, Tommy did what all good boys do, as he was told. A yellow stain spread across the front of the diaper. The padding expanded gradually as it soaked up more and more of the sobbing boy’s “accident”.  

“Aww look. I can see your diapy getting bigger! I guess that’s the only thing that’ll be getting bigger from now on huh,” he laughed. “Well, everything looks good to me,” Damian said, facing Connor. “Is there anything else I can help you guys with?” His eyes flickered down to Connor’s cock. Hunger was written across his face.

Connor returned the look with one of his own. “Not right now. Tiny Tommy has everything he needs now. Thanks for helping me out. Feel free to call me if you ever need a favor back.” He held out a hand to Tommy and helped him up. “What do you say to the nice man, bud?”

“T- tha – thu – thank you, sir.” Tommy hiccupped and wiped at his eyes.

“Good boy. Now let’s head back and get you back to your crib for a nice nap.”

They paid back up front and said their goodbyes. Connor with a firm hand shake, and Tommy with an adorable display hugging Damian’s leg. It wasn’t until they were out the door that Tommy realized he’d never been given his pants back. The diaper sagged between his legs the entire drive back to the car. Mortification and excitement warred for thoughts, but he never got hard. Not even when Connor bought him ice cream on the way home and spoon fed it to him in front of a nearby gym. He couldn’t get hard, not anymore. It turns out humping your stuffed animals is a lot less fun when your cock is locked away behind two thick layers of diapers and stuffers. He was wet, exhausted, and completely emasculated with no way to relieve the burning need in his baby bits. What would he do now?

Later…

Damian toweled the sweat from his face and took a swig of water. The routine today had been grueling. He took a seat on his couch and browsed through his phone. An email notification popped up. He frowned, not recognizing the address. His doubts faded when he clicked it, replaced by amusement and anticipatory excitement.

Dear Mr. Damian. T’ank oo so so much fuh my new cage. I wuv it wots and wots. Dadee sez I wook vewy cute in it ‘n I havn’t pwayd wiff myself for two whole weeks. He sez my pee pee is so small now it should be cawwed a cwitty insthted. He also sed I gotta ask you to help me make cummies again. Pweef come ova n’ pway wif me, sir. I’ll do anyfing, just pweeze help me.

Sincerely,

Sissy Baby Tommy

P.S: Hey, man. This is Connor. That cage has really been a godsend. Tiny Tommy can’t interrupt changes with his tinker toy and I’m not finding any more baby bitch juice in his diapers, lol. Anyway, hope you enjoy the picture. Poor little tyke made a #2 and was humping a pillow before I tied him down. 😂

“Wook at how much the wittle baby swave writhes, wriggles, and whines as he can’t help but make a big ‘ole poo poo in his diapurr!!”

Naughty school boys get pluged gaged and locked in diapers

ABDL Chastity & Diaper Punishment Board Game

This is my latest creation for faproulette.co.

You can find it there via the following link: https://www.faproulette.co/40692/abdl-chastity-diaper-punishment-board/

If you have any suggestions for further improvements, please let me know.

guess I gotta do it. instead of a change, there’s another thick and obvious diaper taped on over my already SOAKED nighttime diaper… and locking plastic pants over that. none of it is coming off til the laundry is done.

Please feel free to send me any abdl hypno you like no matter how extreme it is I can't wait to see what effect it will have on me.

I hope I could make you curious with this teaser.

Check out the whole video:

https://www.gearfreaklx.de/thechallenge

Does this little babyboy need his 🍼? pic.twitter.com/z6POZuCd4J

— The Diaper Master (@thediaperdaddy1) April 28, 2021

My latest creation for www.faproulette.co

This is a Multiplayer-ABDL-Diaper-Dice-Game based on the general concept of a popular board game.

If you have any ideas that could further improve the game, please let me know.

Thunderpup’s Hypnosis

Here are a few hypnosis files of mine which I made several years ago. Feel free to use them at your own discretion. The link below will take you to my DropBox folder which contains the hypnosis files. There are descriptions under the link for what each file does to the mind. Enjoy!

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Link: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/lslqltpook2614t/AAAKscEJP78QlIbVrJACnBjpa?dl=0

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NEW! Obey Thunder

This file uses emotion and imagination to take you on a trip through getting ready for bedtime and ease you into my hypnotic control. It installs a trigger that only I can use on you. When I say it, you will immediately enter trance and obey what I say. There are a lot of cub and diaper references in here, but the file does not cause anything to happen with incontinence or age regression. The point of the file is simply to get you to obey me and install the trigger to trance.

Baby Time

This file   will cause you to become a baby for whatever time period you desire. IMPORTANT: Before listening to the file, decide how long you want to be a   baby after listening because the time period you decide will be used in the   hypnosis.  

Bedwetting

This file   will cause you to wet the bed uncontrollably at night. This file is effective every night regardless of whether or not you are diapered. If you have trouble with the bedwetting, the file also causes you to dream of going to the bathroom   whenever you need to urinate causing you to wet your bed at the same time.

Messing While Diapered

This file will cause you to mess yourself uncontrollably only while diapered.  

Wetting While Diapered

This file will cause you to wet yourself uncontrollably only while diapered.  

Night Baby (Special Request File)

This file will cause you to feel and act just like a baby while in bed, and causes you to crave a baba every morning when you wake up. You will have no control over your bladder or bowels, you will feel secure and get a warm feeling in your tummy when you snuggle with your stuffed animal, you will feel peaceful when you suck on your paci, and you will only giggle and coo unless there is a legitimate reason to talk (such as a phone call). You will also wake up every morning craving a baba.

When were you guys gonna tell me my diaper was peaking? 😳

A few months ago Rowen wouldn't believe he would end up being in love with diapers, yet here he was laying on the floor enjoying his freshly padded butt. Rowen was so excited to be the first one of his family to make to college yet he failed to realize the university of kinder was a unique school. One that produced the best "boys" in the country for daddy's to adopt.

Rowen after learning this tried to leave but everytime he did he found himself smiling lost in his "school work"sometimes he woke up happily eating his special baby mush, or happily babbling in his speech class, and each day it was becoming harder and harder to even think of leaving he was so happy here, he learned how to stop counting, he learned what his favorite color is, he even learned how to sing bluey theme song! He was happy here. He was a happy diaper loving baby. now only ever walking around with only his polished shoes, socks, and his matching diaper that was held by his suspenders, especially since he was usually the soggiest baby of all.

When cuteness overflows 🥰

Been a bit of a baby recently, if you can believe it. 🍼

I went for a walk in the park………… reblog if you want to see the rest of the set!

Ahh yes Please daddy

Diaper Boy Exposed Rules

1. Diapers 24/7

2. Chastity 24/7

3. Plugged during the day

4. Pictures provided each day to show your diapered and locked state

5. Diapers to be ordered once a month and enough kept to last you the month

6. No pubic hair allowed

7. Diaper and T-shirt only allowed indoors

8. Each Diaper must have diaperepxosed and the date wrote on it

9. no more than 3 diapers a day are allowed 

10. Bladder Loss Hypnosis file must be listen to each night whilst in bed to help in the loss of bladder function and the need for diapers

To continue the reblog series on kinky stuff I like: Locking Mittens.

Such a simple tool with such great effect. Once you have locked them, you are unable to remove your diaper and have about as much manual dexterity as an actual baby. And, contrary to most heavier restraints, you may move around freely while still being under full control of the keyholder. So many possibilities…

Reblog this post, if you as well like to be restrained with locking mittens when wearing diapers.

REBLOG IF YOU NEED PAMPERS 24/7 or KEEP SOMEONE IN THEM 24/7‼️

I know someone who does!!

@rlgqman510

Reblog if you also love cute adult diapers=)