Ayu's Deviations

“You gotta earn your keep around here, clown”

“Entertain us well enough and maybe I’ll let you watch me go down on him tonight, maybe you can even guide it in”

Hey, now, don’t throw a tantrum- there’s a new post up captioned by the one and only @ayu-stuff

“Awwwwh look at youuuuu! Your babysitter is the best for taking these pictures of you showing off your big diapies for us, baby! And what a good girl you are for complying so willingly with your little mandatory checks whenever daddy or I ask 🥰 What’s wrong, honey? Are you embawassed to have given in so easily to us? Is it embarrassing to need a babysitter still at your age? Much less one who’s younger than you! Should I tell her about your adorable secret little crush on her??? Let’s ask daddy!”

“Uh ohhh is somebody gwumpy? You don’t want her to know?? Why’s that?? Are you pouting because you’re stuck in jammies and diapies and momma gets to wear skimpy dresses and get dicked down? Are you mad I told your babysitter she could have her boyfriend over after she puts you down for bed at eight pm? Awww, you don’t like her boyfriend?? Who’s your little friend? How about you snuggle and love on them before I take them from you too, crinkle cuckie ;)”

“Take off your top let’s see those ittie bittie titties :)”

“Arms downnnn”

“They’re toooo precious, cutie! And we love your darling little poses for us ;)”

Taping the diaper around your cuck’s face and drawing a big smiley mouth on the tape so everyone knows how much she loves her pissy diapers all over her face (alternatively, letting your lover do this to the cuck..)

Gagging your cuck with your lover’s wet panties before wrapping her diaper around her head. Nothing cuter than a cuckie girl with a wet diaper hanging from her neck, whining and pleading as she dreads the inevitable, only to be silenced by a superior woman’s panties shoved in her mouth, and a diaper taped firmly over her face.

You or your lover pissing a diaper to then be taped around your cuck’s face. Make her tell you both how much she loves to wear her superiors’ peepees. And when her words are too muffled by the diaper to make out what she’s saying, have her keep repeating it louder and clearer each time (maybe you or your girlfriend can film this even).

Taping a picture of your lover’s face over your cuck’s dumb diaper face.

Securing the diaper to her head by tying it in a stupid little bow under her chin.

Referring to your cuck as you and your lovers little peepee head.

Writing mean and embarrassing things all over her diaper hood for you and your lover to laugh at (bonus points because cuckie won’t know what you wrote until it’s taken off, if you even let her see then, letting her know also you and your lover snapped some great pix beforehand.) Hoods are so dehumanizing as is, but now that you’ve turned her into a faceless pisshead, replace her identity with whatever you and your lover like for that day and write it all over her diaper hood.

Take a group photo of you three while she’s hooded. You and your lover embracing with only eyes for each other, while cuckie kneels on the floor with just your hand atop her diaper hooded head. What a nice memory to have of you, your lover, and who else was that again?

Calling for cuckie to come to you while she’s blindfolded by her own piss. Mocking and laughing at her when she runs into something or goes the wrong way or falls over. Asking her what’s so hard about it and encouraging her that it might be easier if she just crawls.

Making her beg and plead to be hooded during you and your lover’s intimate time, in effect training her to be turned on by the smell of her used padding and to desire being your depraved, nasty little bitch. Make her admit how much she loves it and prefers to be this way, how much lower she sinks when like this.

If/when a used diaper/pull up can’t be used, pull your lovers panties over her head, maybe even multiple pairs, maybe secure them all in place with a pair of panty hose tied in an adorable bow under her chin. Letting her know how stupid and clueless she looks wearing your girlfriend’s underwear on her head like that.

Putting her little girl panties over the used pull-ups around her face (so close, yet always so far..) Or putting a pair of your lover’s panties over it, as a reminder of what she’s too immature to be granted access to (Or, fuck it, stack them all up- pull-up hood first, then her moronic little girl panties, then your lover’s sexy lace; a perverse little display of the hierarchy in the relationship)

Refer to it as her princess crown, and invite your lover over unannounced while your little cuckie princess prances around with her used pull ups on her head. Sneak into her playroom taking videos as shes lost in play with her idiotic crown on. Grab her attention as you and your lover stand there filming, and tell her to wave to the camera for mommy and dada!

If cuckie leaks in the night, rub her face in those piss soaked sheets in front of your lover before you tape her sodden diapers around her head. Tell your lover it’s your cuck’s bedwetting hood of shame.

Dressing up as a bunny for daddy on Easter, but in a really childish bunny costume, and putting on a lil show for him as he takes pictures and tells you how adorable you are. You’re all innocent giggles and ditzy smiles as you scrunch and wiggle your nose and hope around and pose. But then, just as you’re gleefully shouting at daddy “look at meee! I’m your lil bun bun!” there’s a knock at the door and daddy tells you to wait while he sees who that could be..

“Look who it is, sweetie!” daddy sing songs from the doorway. To your horror, in walks the girl he’s been seeing since demoting you to his dumb little brat. Daddy didn’t mention this! You haven’t met yet and you’re not even sure how much she knows about you or if she knows about you at all. She’s all too aware now though! She starts to undo the long coat she’s wearing and what’s underneath makes your stomach drop and your face flush.

She’s wearing a bunny costume as well, but hers is skimpy and sexy and very adult. You feel so stupid and ashamed in your dumb little costume now. How could you ever compete? You may be daddy’s little cutie, but she’s erotic. You’re not sure how much more pathetic you can feel before daddy suggests a group photo. He sets up the camera and has a seat. She takes her spot on his lap, leaving you forced to stand next to them awkwardly. They kiss and embrace while the camera clicks photos. You stand there smiling for some, then scowling, peeking over at them for a few, which leaves you blushing hard and hanging your head in shame for the final photos.

“I want some with just the two of you now” he says smiling. It was bad before, but now standing here just you two, the comparison is hard to not make. Her tits are basically spilling over the top of her bustier, you’re still in training bras underneath all that thick faux fur fabric. She’s made up and wearing heels, you’ve got fluffy slippers, childish face paint, and a bunny eared hood strapped under your chin. She oozes sex, you’re giving more “strict 7pm bedtime.” She fusses your hair and makes you kiss her on the cheek for the pictures, relentlessly encouraging you in baby talk to “make a silly face” or “smile for the camewaaaa!”

Maybe they could end the night messily feeding their “lil bun bun” carrot puree and leaving her to sulk while they enjoy each other in private..

Ahhhhhh!!! 😫😫😫

This is wonderfully cruel!

Stupid lil bun bun next to a beautiful woman blushing in shame and anger.

The silly and mortifying poses and kisses, the… carrot purée!!!?!

Right as promised. Some toilet diaper humpies

"This is what you wanted isn't it?" Her voice and words sent a another lick at your ego. Technically she was technically correct. The worst kind of correct. You had begged and pleaded with your Husband......Your Daddy. To have a chance to orgasm properly. No ruins no edges just a pure orgasm. After a pathetically cutesy begging session. He relented, giving you a chance. But, to earn it you had to do whatever his newest fling. Your newest "Mummy"

It took two whole months!! First it was being a maid, then a fluffer for her and daddy, next was letting her take you to her brunches with her friends letting them tease and humiliate you. All while she dangled that sweet carrot of release at the end of it and finally it was here.

Waking up in a soggy diaper she made you go to the bathroom and sit on the toilet. "Okay, go ahead sweetums. Make your little cum cums for Mummy" She explained as she turned her phone to you. "What? You thought it would be with daddy? Oh fuck no! He wants an actual woman. ME. Not a pathetic little cuck like you honey. No besides don't think i haven't noticed how you look at the big girl potty. No. If you want to make a cum cum, you have to do it with your new boyfriend. Mr. Toilet"

I look at Daddy and whisper, “Your turn or mine?” before he points at me.

I slowly climb off Daddy’s lap, my body still humming from the attention, and turn to face the little one who’s now standing in the living room, rubbing their eyes.

“Tiny one... What are you doing out of bed?” I ask, my voice soft but with a hint of authority.

“I-I thought you went to sleep, and then I heard someone crying...” they mumble, eyes wide and innocent.

“Oh, honey. It’s only 8 PM. Mommies and Daddies don’t go to sleep yet,” I reply, a little chuckle escaping me as I make a mental note to be quieter next time I try to take Daddy to pound town. 😏

I scoop up my little one, pulling them close as I press a soft kiss to their forehead. "Mommy's okay, I promise." I gently pat their diaper to check that they haven’t left any little “presents” for me to deal with. Then, I move my shirt aside, letting them latch on to nurse.

"How about Mommy gives you some milkies, and then we get you back to dreamland?" I boop their nose playfully before guiding them to my breast. They latch on immediately, and we’re left with the sound of them suckling and the faint hiss of a gentle flood filling their night-night diaper.

Don’t need flowers or fancy things..

Daddy’s new girlfriend throws a surprise party.

(All role playing/fantasy characters 18+)

‘Happy Birthday, Baby Tits!’ cheered around me as I walk through the door one Saturday afternoon.

All the guests are ex-bullies of mine. People that picked on me for being physically small, meek, fragile, a pushover and flat chested. All beaming and holding presents.

‘I’ve laid out something lovely on your bed for you to wear to your party. And then we can start the fun! Off you toddle upstairs and put it on, little one.’

Just a pink tutu, a piggy nose and a bib is laid out on the bed, and my stomach turns.

A chorus of patronising ‘awww’s’ echo as I re-enter the room ‘dressed’ in the outfit.

‘Good girl, good little Piggy! As pretty as a picture!’

‘Doesn’t the nose suit her!’

‘God, I forgot how flat she was. I can’t wait to give them a squeeze!’

‘Awww look, she’s gone all red! Adorable!’

Present opening first. Everything was pink themed and everything had to be suitable for toddler, as specified by Daddy’s girlfriend to the guests on the invitation. Building blocks, a plastic vacuum and iron set, plastic jewellery and Princess outfits and shoes etc.

‘Oh Darling, aren’t you a lucky and spoiled little girl?!… She’s thrilled, thank you everyone.’

And then the games.

Pin the tail on the Piggy - different plugs are pushed into me, different sizes, textures, coated with a variety of sensation oils.

Oink for Cummies! - vibes are held on my nipples and clit and removed and reapplied as I oink harder for a much needed pained release.

Feed the messy baby - restrained in a highchair, they all take turns pushing spoonfuls into my mouth, smearing me with puree and then wiping me down. And repeated again and again.

What’s Bigger? - images are held up of burst balloons, pancakes, fried eggs, balls, and I have to say if they’re bigger or smaller than my tits. It’s completely subjective and the ruler is smacked on my tits if deemed incorrect.

Daddy records the whole thing.

‘I want some cute home movies that we can all snuggle up and watch back on a rainy day.’

Every night, after being tucked nice and snug into your crib, Daddy likes to play a little game with you.

Every night, you're given two big baby bottles that look exactly the same. They're both filled up to the same extent, their content seems the same shade of pink in both, they both have the same Sophia the First decoration that makes you cringe. What is she smiling at, anyway?!

Every night, Daddy repeats you the rules of his little game.

"Both these two bottles have a special ingredient, puppet: the milk from one of them has been mixed with a dose of laxatives, the other one, with Daddy's own yummy milkies :). You know your best friend -well, she's your Mommy now- makes me cum way harder than you managed to. And you love my milkies, don't youu?

You're to choose one now. Of course, you can't taste them beforehand! You'll drink up the one you choose like a good little girl and then it's lights off for you. Your goal is to choose Daddy's milkies three times in a row, and he'll let you give him a suckie-suckie! Isn't he nice?"

Every night, you do as you're told and you never seem capable of distinguishing which one's which, at least from the taste. But the nights you've taken the wrong one, your gurgling tummy is happy to inform you that you've miserably failed.

Almost every night, Mommy and Daddy watch you through the baby monitor while you fight back the urge of letting go. You hear their cackling through the walls of the guest room -your now nursery-, followed by Mommy's moans of pleasure.

Almost every morning, you're greeted by their making fun of the baby stench your nursery is filled up with, showing off their fake as fuck pity when you start crying at the realization that you won't be sucking Daddy off that night.

Every night, you're given the two stupid bottles and you choose one again, apathetically. You know one of them has Daddy's milkies. There has to be. You've chosen it right before... Or you think so. There have been nights you haven't pooped yourself in your sleep! That needs to mean something!! Right??

How many nights will you need to realize what's really going on?

Every night, they've been gaslighting you into thinking you could somehow win this game. The two bottles were almost always laced with laxatives, dummie! They liked to mix up the doses, though, just to see what happened.

You are their little doll to play with.

But to give you the perspective of maybe, sometime, being able to choose the good bottle for three times in a row, they make sure you have a plain milk bottle at least once every week.

They love playing with your little mind.

As such, we've asked our nursery rhyme specialist to create a memorization piece for the sad little baby: