Just a baby boy

Who wants to make me wear thick thick plastic disposable diapers until this Money is gone without any of my clothes on?

You’ve been visited by the pamper of plenty. Reblog this post to recieve great financial news within 48 hours. 😂

Saw this in a deactivated Tumblr and will pick up the gauntlet, .I will create the animation, post it on my blog and tag you. Feel free to put any kinks you want to share or any suggestions you need re-enforced in the tags or as a reblog text. I will do my best to do this based on my time.

*Make sure your anonymous asks are on* Diaper Checks: -Anyone can send one at any time -If you get an ask that says “Diaper check!” or similar, you must reblog with the status of your pants or diaper, no cheating and no exceptions. Alternatively, If you get an ask that says “Stop, Drop, and Potty” you must go to the bathroom in whatever you are wearing the moment you see the message, as you would with a CG.  This is harder than it sounds! Only for wearers up to the challenge and the embarassment!

You are valid, and you are loved.

“I am going to hold it, I am going to hold it. I know I can, I know I will, I know I must”. Daddy got me diapered for a while now. My bladder got a little weak this last few weeks, but I still can manage my poopies. Every time I needed to go number 2, I asked daddy to go to the bathroom. Usually, I had to wait until daddy would come and help me to the toilet. I held it, it was fine, I could wait. This last week when I asked to go poopie, I wet myself just before we’ve made it to the bathroom. I knew wetting was a lost battle, but I took pride in the fact that I still could hold my poopies. Yesterday daddy was busy when I asked to go to the bathroom. I waited and waited, and a little pressure had started to build up inside of me. I asked daddy again and raised my voice a little. “It was the first and last time you’ll raise your voice at me, and the last time you’ll ask to go to the bathroom for the second time. You are warned”. Daddy was as serious as hell. There is no way I’ll raise my voice again nor ask him twice for poopies. But this morning I was in a major problem. I needed to go make poopies so bad. I asked daddy to take me to the bathroom. He said he was busy working on the computer, and he’ll take me in a few minutes. I squirmed and twisted in my place, doing my best to hold it. I even run to the bathroom door, just standing there.   As I bounced from side to side, I lost control over my bladder and wet myself. It was a heavy wetting because gradually the whole diaper felt wet and heavy. I wanted to call for daddy, I wanted to scream for him. I couldn’t, I was warned not to.  As tears started to build up in my eyes, I thought it was a good idea to save time and take my pants down. I’m not going to hold it, I’m going to mess my diaper, just outside an unlocked bathroom door. I’m a grown man, messing his diaper because his daddy trained him to do just that. —————————— Many thanks to the cute and adorable @junior-snuggle for the picture.

Reblog if also prefer to use diapers more than toilets

I will run this post INDEFINITELY until I decide on a good day to end it. (Maybe I'll let you all decide?)

There’s no one “reason” that makes one’s desire to wear diapers all the time legitimate. If wearing diapers all the time makes your life easier, or even just more enjoyable, wear the diaper!! It’s not that big a deal!!

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