What Me Worry?

"Bad baby! What are you doing?"

His hands freeze at the sound. His fingers with their primly manicured nails – their very color enough to send a blush of mortification to his cheeks – tremble in sudden anxiety. And the plastic shivers and crinkles in the sudden silence, a deafening reminder of the humiliation he so desperately longs to escape.

But he's been caught. In flagrante delicto, they call it. Red-handed. And most certainly red-cheeked.

His wife-turned-mommy steps closer, towering over him in her three-inch stiletto heels. Her luscious bosom, straining within the low-cut confines of her evening dress, leans in as if to mock him with its feminine beauty. The poor gagged fellow is staring up now into her tantalizing cleavage, his flaring nose filling with the heady scent of her perfume, his very being quaking with fright and yet longing to touch her. She's so… beautiful. Elegant. Womanly. Formidable. Terrifying. And yes… utterly, unquestionably mature.

So utterly unlike himself.

"You seriously think you can get out of that?" Her tone is laced with amusement, tempered with steel, mingled with a modicum of malice. "Listen, baby, you've just dug yourself even deeper. Now that you've shown me you can't be trusted, you are not allowed to touch your diapers anymore. Not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever. And I guess it's only to be expected. After all, by now we both know the trouble you get into when you're allowed any kind of freedom."

His gaze drops. Eyes fill with shame behind the taut leather straps and pastel shield of his pacifier gag. He's seeing the incriminating emails, the flirtatious texts… and now he's reliving that heart-stopping moment when his sordid little affair finally came to light. "You've done this to yourself, baby," the woman reminds, and now in her tone there is only quiet, imperturbable satisfaction. "So put that pretty pink diaper cover right back on, sissy. I'm waiting. Lock that stupid little prick of yours right back up where we both know it belongs."

His hands jerk to obey, aflutter with mortification and a desperate desire to obey. Maybe- maybe if she sees he's sincere about trying not to piss her off? Even if it means pissing himself instead…? Pop. Crinkle. Pop. And every little snap tightens the noose of his pastel punishment more and more snugly around him. Pop. Pop.

"Good. Now, on your knees."

He scrambles to obey, acutely aware of the ludicrous picture he must make. Beard stubble… gone. Arms, legs, and torso… completely denuded. Body… smelling not of manly musk and cologne, but of infantile lotion and the powdery depths of the nursery. And of course, the worst of all: above his quivering knees, pulled tight around his now-limp cock, encased in the pathetic, baby-pink plastic pants of a un-potty-trained toddler… a diaper. His diaper.

"Hold out your hands."

Out they stretch, trembling in the silence. Andnow she produces a fresh horror: pastel pink mittens. Thick, and chunky, and unyielding. Wide straps running around their base. And as his eyes widen, she slips them firmly onto his hands. His poor, painted fingers disappear within first one, and then the other. The straps pull taut. And now he kneels before her: a naked, diapered little sissy of a husband, his very right to grasp and touch and interact with his world having now been ruthlessly stripped away by his very own wife.

"That should do the trick."

And away she clicks. For her Uber is waiting, and her lawyer friend Jenny will be expecting her. She knows now that her wayward husband will be safe in her absence. For it was his hands, his tongue, and his cock that got him into such mischief, wasn't it? Only fair, then, that they be the very things to get locked away.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" A backward glance now, and the Parthian shot she releases almost makes her hapless husband faint with anxiety. "Jenny and I will be back here in a few hours: you know, for drinks – and so she can see what I've done with you. With any luck, that laxative I fed you for supper will have kicked in by then!"

Image Credit: Baby-Doll.com

“Take a good, long look, honey. Take a close look at your lovely, padded future. Because that’s exactly what this is, you know - the first step toward the future you and I both know you deserve…”

I gulped, my heart throbbing with adrenaline, that nervous, incomparable combination of excitement and humiliation beginning to course through my veins. This was even more extreme than I had ever fantasized, more intense than anything I’d envisioned. Who would ever have thought that my partner of three years would ever take on this role, this gentle domination?

“Honey, you and I both know exactly what you want. It’s what I want, too, sweetie - though I didn’t realize it until recently. You must crave the sensation of this soft, fluffy diaper swaddling your crotch, thrusting your legs apart, making you waddle in the most infantile and adorable way. And me? Well, I want that too. I want to slowly, gently, irresistibly regress you, forcing you down further and further into this helpless little baby life we’ve chosen for you, making sure you have no way to escape my motherly control…

“It’s a perfect match, honey. You want babyhood - I want to infantilize you. You long for helplessness - I long to take away all your control. You fantasize about a strong mommy telling you what to do - I fantasize about an obedient little baby boy submissively doing everything I tell him to. You crave the rush of freedom as you wet your bulky little diapers - I crave the embarrassed gleam of groveling humiliation in your eyes as I force you to do so. You dream of crawling about innocently, suckling on your pacifier or your bottle - I dream of pulling you to my breast, coaxing my nipple into your suckling mouth, quieting your useless little protests…

God, she wanted to humiliate me like that? I could scarcely believe my ears. My member throbbed painfully as I stared at the bulky garment before me, picturing how it would feel as she pulled it snugly between my yielding legs, how she would smile down at me…

“Yes, you like that, don’t you? What a good little baby! You want this pretty diaper so much, I can tell… Well, it’s your diaper now, honey; specially sewn just for you, my little one. Triple cloth diapers inside, soft and secure, waiting to enfold your babyish little boy bits, ready to softly soak up and swell as they accept all the many, many babyish accidents you’re going to make. Look at that plastic and elastic peeking out; that’s a lovely little crinkling barrier to keep all your soggy little messes locked away inside… And even the outside is perfect for you - so pink and pretty! Once I’ve dressed you in this, no one will ever again think of you as a big, strong man. No, certainly not… All they’ll see is a soggy, waddly little baby whose Mommy can dress however she wants! Boy or girl, who cares? You’re going to be my little baby toy now - and all you can do it obey… Isn’t that right, honey? It’s what you want, isn’t it?

Shaking with nervous fear and excitement, I could only nod… Which, come to think of it, was the perfect response for a new little submissive baby.

Image Credit: @062dia75 of Twitter

Rule Five: Chastity: Subsection 1: "If you're going to allow your baby to make cummies, they should only be making cummies in their diaper."

A while ago, I answered someone who asked if I could recommend more ABDL blogs here on Tumblr. Since my post received lots of likes but is a bit outdated by now, I decided to provide another (most likely incomplete) overview for all of you diaper-weirdos out there.

All blogs are of course exclusively run by and about adults.

If your blog is not included but you wish to be added, please send me a PM and which category you would like to see your blog added to. Keep in mind you need to be a content creator, just re-blogging is not enough.

Some of the blogs are mentioned in several categories.

Blogs mentioned have been active within the last few months.

No blogs with mainly commercial interests.

Let’s start with …

Girls living their best 24/7-diapered life (… or at least wear and enjoy their diapers a lot):

@onemoretime-99

@asiandiapercutie

@diapertrainingashley

@diaperedlexi

@misspandapants

@diaperlexi

@blackrasbaby

@babyfluffybutt

@bitsybunbun

@fetishalex1900

@soggystrawberry

@kayleeheartkins

@little-lucy-morningstar

@lilbabyfae

@ann277

@yesyouneeddiapers

@serah-in-diapers

@diaperedlilgirl

@dainty-dollette

@maggiecaps

@littlefroganddaddy

@fairyprincessjess

@lolita-in-the-mist

@daddyslittlesnugglebunny2

@iamprincessbabyluna

@lil-ariel-and-daddy

@dominanovem

@reagansweetsxo

@mutineer123 ( @consecratedbelle )

@daddysdreamydollie

@sweetasme

@jejes-world

@daddy-and-hislittlegirl

@akinkycouple

@werenotadulting

@josiedl

@littlehunnybee

@wildishbambinaa

@diapergirlfaye

@lolaandthensome

@kittenwears

@ma-diapercouple

@padded-princess

@prinz34

@hi-its-babygirlcora

@paddedfordaddy

@littlefina

@littleskittle19

@laura-is-weird

@monsieur–s

@nicasnursery

Mommys who know how to make sure that their littles are properly diapered:

@mommykandbabylove

@ickymommy

@badbehaviorxx

@foxiemystique ( @missfoxiemommy )

@themissvee

@bbboyandsnacktress

@begoodformommy

@bebadformommy

@mommy-wants-to-play

@mommyandme1

@babygirlandmommy496

Amazing AB/DL story writers, either as single/multi-part stories or captions:

@all4thedips

@deeperdiaperdesire

@maggiecaps

@boysrbabies

@paddedlittleparadise

@3yobbg-2

@helplesslyregressed

@infantilebliss

@wittlesissybaby

@bby-kimmy

@mellowsadistic2

@regressionrevolution

@2sissy2christi

@dprdom

@picfab

@thediaperedathlete

@alteredstates14

@moodxxl

@nannychloetales

Tips & tricks on how to enjoy the AB/DL world (e.g. diaper training, wearing at work, …):

@kali-is-an-abdl

@serah-in-diapers

@diapertrainingashley

German community:

@windelerziehung-abdl

@windelgeschichten-abdl-captions

@deletedtom

@windelgirl32

@littlefroganddaddy

@prinz34

@temporarilyunavailable-404

@tamagottchy

If you’ve read any of my stories you know my major kinks. Diapers, panties, sissy, humiliation, small penis humiliation, spankings, gags, bondage.

All that good stuff. But there are also so many little things that also make my clitty leak and ache.

Such as:

–When over a knee being spanked, my legs kicking, the domme gently patting my pantied ass. A reminder who is in control, a warning of what’s to come and to settle down and take it or things could get much, much worse. -Speaking of being over the knees of a woman...when I'm pantied and she yanks it up my ass, giving me a painful, humiliating wedgie. One girl did it and then later fixed the wedgie and situated it back on my ass just so and told me I had to learn to fix my panties like a lady. I nearly came in the panty draped over her lap.

–The first look of shock/glee/surprise when a woman sees my shriveled up cock that can be less than an inch when soft. “Awwww,” is a common response. They knew it was small through our correspondence, maybe even saw a pic, but seeing it in person always brings out laughter, pity, disdain, amusement and that first look is both soul-crushing and something I will jerk off to forever. Many express sympathy for my wife. Seeing is disbelieving. -Simple musings from a girl who knows the real me. Like my friend who one day as she shopped online and I colored in a coloring book casually mentioned "you should be incontinent and impotent for life," then picked up her grilled cheese sandwich for a bite. -Being threatened with gay sex from a woman. I've never been with a man. Fantasized about it, yes, written a thousand stories with such scenarios. But in real life hasn't happened. Yet I've had two girls in particular enjoy daydreaming about me. With a man. One does it casually, saying how it's probably inevitable since I'm a virgin. "Maybe a man can love you because women can't and shouldn't," she said once. "And you won't fuck them but you can maybe get something other than diaper and panty sex." Another domme likes to explicitly paint scenarios about turning me into her cocksucking slut and her finding men to suck off and her finding men to fuck me while she records it. When she's talking to me I'm utterly vulnerable -- metaphorically and often quite literally as I might be bent over with pantied ass in the air, hands cuffed behind my back -- and am agreeing to whatever she says and if the hotel room ever opened and a guy walked in...god knows what might happen.

–A crinkling diaper. The decibel level seems to be about 140 but it probably is hard to hear by anyone. but just knowing you are hearing it and knowing others could hear it is so emasculating. A library is always incredible for this, wandering through the silence, every step giving your diapered condition away.

–Using my index fingers to pick a bikini wedgie on the beach and the snickering that follows. Daintily reaching back. Snap. Adjust. Snap, adjust. Pull up on hips of suit, readjust, hear snickers, prance along merrily, humiliated.

–A domme girl grabbing me by the face with a single hand and using her thumb and index fingers to squeeze either side of my cheeks.

–The first snort of laughter when a woman notices my panties or bra or diaper out in public, whether the mall, the store, the gas station. There’s always a second of looking, then recognition, then the derisive snort that I love.

–A good old hair pull. Maybe I’m on all fours like a pantied doggy being dragged by my hair. Maybe my domme wants me to look her in the face after she’s put makeup on me to make me look like a whore and yanks up. Or she’s holding onto it while shoving a strapon into my mouth and making me suck like a good whore.

–The fact my one female friend I meet up with occasionally and do her homework for and get laughed at knows my real full name and has for 10 years but has never, not once, uttered it in person or in email. I’m “sissy.” “I can’t even think of you as anything else. You’re sissy.” Makes me feel weak and yet it’s totally warranted. just hearing her say the word “sissy” when addressing me nearly makes me squirt into my panties.

–A woman holding up a pair of panties to my waist in a store in front of others, letting folks know that, yes, these are for him. The way her head tilts as she contemplates how they might look on me, my tiny clitty encased. Also fun to do while shopping solo, holding them, maybe looking in the mirror.

Mommy's 25 Diaper Rules

1) Baby is now 2 years old from here on.

2) Diapers are to be worn anytime a baby would normally have a diaper on until mommy decides otherwise. Diapers will be used for everything restroom related at home and in public.

2a) If baby consistantly holds the need to wet or mess while in public until returning home it might become a requirement that baby either takes laxatives each morning or an enema before going out to promote becoming comfortable using his diapers as needed and to become accustomed to the wet and/or messy feeling while out and about.

3) You are not allowed to remove or adjust your diaper for any reason.

4) Only mommy or an approved babysitter can change your diaper. Regular checks will be performed anytime and anywhere. Mommy will try to be discrete if possible, but checks will be performed regularly and you must allow for your diaper to be inspected immediately when requested to do so. Diaper checks and changes are performed at mommy's convenience and they cannot be prevented by baby for any reason.

5) When baby messes his diaper at home it is required that a squatting position be maintained as to serve an a visable non-verbal warning to mommy or babysitter that a diaper change will be needed soon.

6) You absolutely cannot enter a restroom without mommy being with you.

7) Using a potty is now forbidden until otherwise stated.

8) Baby is forbidden from touching any private parts underneath or through a diaper.

9) You are now mommy's little baby and any sexual contact with mommy is not alloud while wearing your diapers.

10) Baby may only wear a shirt and diaper while at home in order to allow for mommy to easily see when a change is needed. Anything covering your diaper is forbidden unless permission is given by mommy.

Note: No covering the diaper at home is one of the most important rules in making diapers a longterm or even permanent addition to your littles life. Over time they will become accustomed to seeing themselves in a diaper and not thinking about it. Your little will start to become fine with dressing for comfort and not to hide anything. After several weeks they will start to be fine with dressing more comfortable in public and may eventually not even try to hide their diaper anymore since it's not even a second thought to them.

10a) In public jeans or sweatpants will usually be alloud. Pants will adequately cover the baby's diaper. However, jeans and sweatpants worn out will not be so big that the diaper buldge, swelling from usage and diaper outlines are not visable preventing easy checks.

10b) Gym and work out clothing will generally be a little tighter fitting than jeans and sweatpants.

10c) When having to attend class or work a onesie will be permitted wear as to assist in holding any wet or messy diaper sags in place until baby can return home and can be appropriately changed by an approved adult.

10d) If mommy or an approved babysitter places your pacifier/binky in your mouth at anytime it must remain in place until removed by the caregiver. You may not talk or babble during pacifier time.

11) While at home any drinks will be given in a bottle or sippy cup with a lid. Absolutely no glass cups or anything without a lid can be used by baby.

12) 3 days a week will consist of only baby food being offered. Usually this will be Monday, Wednesday and Saturday.

13) Baby will not use adult language or big words for any reason. Only a babyish babble, baby appropriate sign language, non-verbal signals, crying or pointing with the occasional small/age appropriate word can be used when trying to communicate all wants and needs with mommy or a supervising adult.

14) Mommy will pick out your outfits anytime it is necessary to go out in public and will assist you in getting dressed. Selected outfits must be worn without complaints.

15) All hair must be removed from the diapered area and must be maintained smooth.

16) A diaper must be immediately put back on as soon as bathtime is finished. Mommy will supervise each bath time for baby's safety.

17) You will be respectful to all adults and do as you are told.

18) You cannot hide, lie or be ashamed of your diapers since they are necessary- be proud. If asked if you are wearing a diaper by any adult you must respond correctly.

19) Baby cannot be left at home alone. An adult such as a babysitter will always be present if mommy is not available.

20) When crossing any street baby must hold mommy's or babysitters hand.

21) Big boy underwear must be put in storage until further notice and diapers will be stored in their place. Mommy will select any color or style of diapers she wishes and will keep a home supply maintained.

22) Bedtime is 10:30pm sharp, unless stated otherwise.

23) Mommy's or a supervising adults rules will be followed at all times.

24) Failure to follow the required rules will result in a punishment ranging from extra time between diaper changes, an enema or up to an indefinite amount of time wearing diapers 24/7 being required.

25) Mommy or any supervising adult/babysitter reserves the right to add, change or remove any rule at anytime as they desire.