Tony knew that doing this would sentence himself to a pussy-free, diaper-dependent existence during his college years. Those were the stakes. That's what he was proposing in his perverted little head.

Yet after he came up with the devious plan in June he couldn't stop thinking about it for three months. Finally the big day: First day of college. He didn't know his roommate but did know it was a co-ed dorm. Perfect. He knew he had to do it the first night. He couldn't have his roommate seeing him go to the bathroom to piss or take a shit. It had to be established right away that he was a diaper wearer.

So, once he'd been moved in and his parents said goodbye, he politely declined his roomie's invitation to go out to eat with some girls and guys from their floor. "I actually have a headache and am just going to rest a bit," Tony said.

That was at 6. His roommate left. At 6:15 Tony left too, driving to a pharmacy to pick up some adult diapers. By 6:35 he was taped into one and laying on his dorm bed. He turned toward the wall so his back was visible to whoever walked in. He pretended to sleep, having no idea when his roommate would return.

Finally at 8:15 he heard the door jostling, he heard voices. He started doing some fake snoring to really sell that he was out. He heard...multiple people come in. His roommate's voice. And a girl's voice. Oh god. But it was too late do do anything. He kept up the fake snoring.

Then, silence, as he knew the pair were taking in the sight. Then giggles. Whispers. Snickering. Then the girl talking. "Dude, it's a fucking diaper. What the fuck? You're rooming with a bedwetter? Or is he incontinent? Or a freak? I've heard about freaks like this."

The roommate, also snickering, "No, no. It's probably like a disease or something, stop it."

More laughing. Then they exited. He kept up his fake snoring. Mission complete. He rubbed one off in his Pampers and that's when reality hit him.

His roommate and the girl were now telling everyone on their floor what they saw. Everyone in the dorm would know soon enough and then it'd spread to other dorms, the story of the frosh knocked out and his diaper exposed. No girl would want anything to do with him, fearing he might shit his Pampers on their first date. And later that night when his roommate returned and confronted Tony about what he saw, "Dude, so, me and Amy when we came in saw, um, you know..." Tony would have to say he was incontinent, had been for years. No cure. Yes, he wore diapers. Otherwise the alternative was admitting he was a diaper-wearing sicko and then he might well get tossed out of school, no matter how progressive it was. So then the roomie would assure everyone that, no, Tony wasn't sick in the head, just sick in the bowels and bladder. "Apparently he needs the diapers."

And that would be that. Everyone would know. And when his parents visited guess what? He was going to have to be diapered, or everyone would know he faked it. So now he'd have to conjure a story for them. He had effectively put himself in diaper prison, all for a quick cummie in his Pampers.

It was pathetic, perverted and predictable. Like all sissies.

While she's put bouncing on some guys 🍆 that she met at the bar I'm stuck at home getting knee bounced in a messy diaper 😭😭

Underrated Daddy Move: Send her to bed early. After dinner, have her do her nighttime routine—brush her teeth, wash her face, etc.—but conveniently forget to remind her to go potty. Then get her into her coziest jammies and an overnight diaper. Make sure she has her most important stuffies, tuck her in, turn out the lights and head into the other room for a relaxed evening to yourself. Watch some TV, call friends to catch up, pour yourself a drink. Meanwhile, on the other side of the bedroom door, she's not sleepy yet. It's still hours until she usually goes to bed. But all comfy in her jammies, she'll begin feeling pressure growing in her bladder and have no choice but to start trickling into her diaper. As the padding under her PJs slowly swells, all warm against her sensitive skin, and the muted sounds of grown-up stuff happening in the other room make their way through the door, she'll begin to feel sleepier and sleepier. And littler and littler. Until finally Daddy comes to bed too, getting under the covers to find a sleepy little girl with a very soggy butt.

Oh my GOODness… He's really giving it to her, huh, cucky?

Hehehe, it's so pathetic watching you squirm in your soggy diapees listening to your wif-- I mean, Mommy… get plowed by her lover in your old bedroom.

Yet here you are, happy as can be with your little toy. Can you even feel anything through your clitty's cage and all that padding? Hehe

Gosh, who knew being a cucky sitter could be so… Hot… I'm going to have to cuck and diaper train my husband to be a full-time sissy baby too! Maybe then, your Mommy can cuckysit the two of you while I'm with my lover!

OH, did that lil thought spill you over the edge? Hahahaha, great job creaming in your diapees, sissykins!(:

Models:

Top - If someone could please message me this creator's tag, I vaguely remember the Tumblr, but not the name - thanks in advance!

Bottom - The one and only @mollymasonabdl! If you're not following her content, you ABSOLUTELY should be!!

This is the abdl cat. He only appears every 329 737 398 days.

Reblog this post in the next 30 secondes and he will bring you a lot of diapers and abdl clothes.

it works, thank you Abdl-cat !

I don’t believe in these sorta things, but I DO think…holy heck that’s an astronomical number of diapers! Goodness gracious, someone is planning to stay padded indefinitely, I would guess. 

Okay abdl cat, work your magic!

ok abdl cat, send me lots of diapers.

I need some, desperately

Fingers crossed! 🤞

ABDL Cat ❤️💯

Wow, it’s really small. Even for a diaper boy.

Ya I know I said I like diaper boys with small dicks. But “small” is like 4 or 5 inches. Something I can still play with. That thing is tiny! I can’t even put that anywhere.

No, we can still play. I’m just going to have to cuck you with another diaper boy LOL. That’s so humiliating now that I think about it. Imagine me having another diaper boy here with you, and giving him suckies and fuckies in front of you. Playing with his little 4 inch dick and telling you how much better it is than yours. Making him cum on my tits and having you lick it off all caged and denied. 

Jesus christ, did I just create a new form of humiliation?

Your bedroom is adorable. I especially like the teddy bears on the wall.

The bed is comfy as well. No crinkle though... Rubber sheets?

Very nice. Where do you keep them? Are they in the closet?

And in the top drawer? I like that, not hiding who you are. Although I’d prefer a changing table with diapers and supplies on display. We can change that though.

You do have one? Now I’m very intrigued, where is it?

In your nursery! Now this I have to see! I hope you need a change too, because I need to test this baby out.

Bedwetting Made Easy!

1. Learn to wet naturally while laying flat on your back in bed. Spend a few days doing this. Just drink a lot and you’ll start going. It’ll feel weird at first, but soon it’ll become second-nature.

2. If you are a side sleeper, learn how to sleep on your back, laying in the same way that you learned how to wet laying down earlier. Make sure you drink a lot of water first, then go lay down. This is the hardest part, but you can do it! Just tire yourself out a lot, then go to bed laying on your back.

3. You’ll start waking up in the middle of the night, needing to pee, so just go! You must trust that your diaper will hold everything you throw at it, and do NOT stop or slow down the flow, no matter what! Drink a little more, and go back to sleep as soon as possible.

4. Soon, you’ll wake up less and less often needing to pee, until you’ll start waking up ALREADY peeing. This is good! This is your body learning that it is completely natural, okay, and perfect to tinkle when you’re sleeping. Don’t check your diaper, because you already know that it can take what you just threw at it, then go back to sleep as soon as possible.

5. Eventually, you’ll stop waking up needing to tinkle, because your body will have learned that it’s okay to wet, and that it doesn’t need to wake you up to go the potty.

6. You’ll wake up in the morning with a soaked, warm, and comfy diaper. Congrats! You did it! You’re a bedwetter now, and now you have to wear diapers to bed, or you could risk having an accident!

7. Throughout these steps, every time you make a little progress, you should reward yourself. This helps your mind realize that bedwetting is a good thing, and it is! There’s nothing better than waking up in a wet diaper!

Ideas for Supporting Your AB/DL Partner

Not into diapers or ageplay yourself, but want to make your AB/DL partner happy? Here are a few simple things you can try!

This is just a starter list, so feel free to add more in the comments! 😊

Jordan was at his breaking point.  Being taken from his adult life, being sold to another man, being put back in diapers, and being reduced back to the status of a baby by his new daddy had all taken their toll but this latest change was just too much.

“There now,” his daddy cooed, “don’t you look precious!  That’s daddy’s good little girl.”

No, no, no, no, no!  He was screaming inside.  He was not and would not be a little girl!  Outside that struggling part of his mind though, Jordan could only whimper and, as much as he hated to find himself doing so, suck his thumb for comfort.

“Now then, we need a new name for my pretty little princess…”

No! His name was Jordan he screamed in his head.  And he was a boy!

“I know…From now on your name is going to be Susie.  Isn’t that nice sweetie?”

Tears were streaming down Jordan’s face.

“Well?  Don’t you like your new name Susie?”

Every punishment Jordan had been through from his first spanking to his most recent enema ran through his head and he knew there was so much worse that Daddy could do.  He gulped hard.

“Yes daddy.” He answered meekly, abandoning who he was and his masculinity with two simple words.  From this point forward, he would be a little girl and her name would be Susie.

“Good girl.” Daddy said.  “Now let’s get you in your stroller.  I can’t wait to show you off at the park.”

Susie’s eyes grew wide with terror as she heard this and she started tugging in vain at her skirt, wishing against all logic that it could possibly be stretched into something longer.

“Aww, what’s the matter Susie?” Daddy grinned.  “I’m sure the boys will think you’re really cute in your new outfit!”

Love this adorable artist. 

Too cute to not to reblog.

#mamyandbaby

A quick guidefor buying onesies.

I'm sure I missed some places so let me know if I did and I'll add it to my list

Pick your poison

It was a hot idea but also seemed ridiculous when the mistress said it. “If you wanna be kept in diapers 24/7 forever, I can easily make it happen.”

But how? She lived on the other side of the country. The 100 dollar monthly payment was not a problem. So how was she going to do it? Well, first she has you send incriminating photos. Full face. Diapers. Contact information for everyone in your life. And then….diaper checks. Random. Any time, any place, any hour of the day. And if you don’t respond within 10 minutes, all the incriminating pics are sent to everyone in your life and your relationships are ruined and you’re probably fired, considering employers usually frown on the idea of their workers filming themselves pooping into a diaper and sucking on a bottle while lying on your boss’s desk. So, you don’t technically have to be in diapers 24/7 but if you don’t want your life ruined, you are now basically in diaper jail, sissy.

And you learned from other sissies under this mistress’s domination that she has no problem following through. One poor sissy got outed simply because he was at a wedding and didn’t respond in time to the demand for a diaper pic. The fact it was his own wedding didn’t sway the mistress. “Should have thought of that before agreeing to this,” she said while on a call with him and clicking send on all the pics that were being sent to his new wife and everyone else.

Indeed, the diaper checks kept this sissy in line for good. Sometimes she would go weeks without texting demanding a proof of diaper pic. Other times she would ask five times a day. If he was in a meeting at work he either had to excuse himself and drop his pants in the bathroom or discretely pull his pants down enough to take a pic of his Pampers while surrounded by his coworkers. Out with family at a restaurant? Too bad. Show those diapers, sissy. It effectively ended his dating life, since it was highly doubtful any girl was going to put up with this nonsense.

But still the sissy behaved. But now…things got tough.

He was at a beach house with friends for the weekend. Of course he was in his diapers but it was a big house, he didn’t anticipate any problems sneaking into the bathroom or his bedroom for a quick shot if asked. Then the text came.

“Hey, slut. Diaper check. Now! FIVE MINUTES. And since I know you are with your friends, I want you in a chair out on the porch. PANTS OFF. SHIRT OFF. PAMPERS on full display. Legs spread like you’re waiting for daddy’s thick cock. And I want your left hand resting on your left leg, your watch showing, so I know it’s current. Do it.”

It was 2 p.m. He was in the living room watching TV with six friends. Oh god, oh god. There was no one on the porch but the porch was within sight of everyone. Everyone would see him diapered, exposed, put on display by his mistress from half a country away. But the alternative was impossible: Mistress outing him to everyone as a diapered fag. He instantly wet his diapers and shifted in his seat. Maybe a plea, a onetime plea to his mistress? “Mistress. PLEASE. Anything but the porch. Please. I will do anything but I can’t do this.”

“Four minutes,” is all she wrote back.

He excused himself, faking that he had to make a phone call. He slid the glass door open and closed it behind him and took a seat on the chair. This wasn’t happening. His back was to the living room. He had no idea if anyone would follow him.He slowly pulled off his swim trunks and looked back. Everyone was still watching TV. Then the shirt. He again snuck a peek back. Still safe. He quickly took the pic, him in his Pampers, left arm on leg, and sent it to his Mistress with a minute to spare. Just as he was putting his trunks back on, another message.

“Good sissy! Now sit there for 10 minutes. Call me on whatsapp video so I can see it for myself. Ten minutes, sissy.”

He started crying. There’s no way one of his friends wouldn’t come out, was there? But he would obey. And now he knew, either his friends here would see or everyone in his life would get pics if he disobeyed, but sometime within the next 10 minutes people in his life were going to see him in diapers. It was his destiny, he figured. To be outed and ruined as a diaper sissy. Everyone knowing he peed and pooped in Pampers. Exposed. A life in diapers. Just like he’d dreamed.

Bedwetting Made Easy!

1. Learn to wet naturally while laying flat on your back in bed. Spend a few days doing this. Just drink a lot and you’ll start going. It’ll feel weird at first, but soon it’ll become second-nature.

2. If you are a side sleeper, learn how to sleep on your back, laying in the same way that you learned how to wet laying down earlier. Make sure you drink a lot of water first, then go lay down. This is the hardest part, but you can do it! Just tire yourself out a lot, then go to bed laying on your back.

3. You’ll start waking up in the middle of the night, needing to pee, so just go! You must trust that your diaper will hold everything you throw at it, and do NOT stop or slow down the flow, no matter what! Drink a little more, and go back to sleep as soon as possible.

4. Soon, you’ll wake up less and less often needing to pee, until you’ll start waking up ALREADY peeing. This is good! This is your body learning that it is completely natural, okay, and perfect to tinkle when you’re sleeping. Don’t check your diaper, because you already know that it can take what you just threw at it, then go back to sleep as soon as possible.

5. Eventually, you’ll stop waking up needing to tinkle, because your body will have learned that it’s okay to wet, and that it doesn’t need to wake you up to go the potty.

6. You’ll wake up in the morning with a soaked, warm, and comfy diaper. Congrats! You did it! You’re a bedwetter now, and now you have to wear diapers to bed, or you could risk having an accident!

7. Throughout these steps, every time you make a little progress, you should reward yourself. This helps your mind realize that bedwetting is a good thing, and it is! There’s nothing better than waking up in a wet diaper!