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Maybe you're already wearing a diaper under your dress-up clothes, secretly hoping someone will see the waistband peaking out and check your padded bottom for the telling blue line. You'll feel so embarrassed when they discover you're just a little baby who can't even make it to the potty on his own.

But you can't help it, can you? It feels too good to go pee-pee in your diaper, feeling the padding swell with warmth. I know your potty parts get hard as soon as you feel the urge to go. Maybe you try to hold it and convince yourself you're an adult who doesn't need diapers, but we both know that's not true. It's such a relief when you finally have an accident and you get to sit in a warm, wet diaper for the rest of the day.

By the time you get home, your poor little prince parts are too needy to focus on anything but making cummies in your soaked diaper. You grab the first stuffy or buzzy toy you see and hump, hump, hump. The soft, wet padding rubbing against your precious cock is almost too much for such a little thing. Imagine if you tried to stroke yourself like the big boys do!

Everyone else in your life may think you're a man, but Mommy knows the truth. You're just a sweet potty pants who can't even be trusted long enough to take his diaper off during playtime. This is what you want, though, isn't it? You would much rather make humpies in your diaper than try to fuck like the grownups do.

Don't fuss, baby boy. I know sitting in your soggy diaper makes your prince parts grow big and hard. But you can't be trusted long enough for Mommy to touch you like a big boy! You can barely hold it on the changing table.

We can play pretend, though. Mommy can take off her panties and bounce on the cute bulge in your diaper. Of course, your padding is far too thick to feel my pussy, but you've imagined it enough times.

Just knowing your prince parts are so close to Mommy's pussy is going to make you have an accident, isn't it? Aww, that's okay, that's what your diaper is for.

Maybe when you're potty trained - if that's even possible - you can make cummies inside Mommy. For now, you can practice in your diaper. It's hard to imagine my little man being big enough for that. After all, you smell like baby powder and the front of your diaper is wet - and not because of Mommy. But it's precious that you want to try.

Yes, I know, you really don't need diapers. Of course I believe you. I'll just check your big boy undies this once for old times sake.

Look at that cute little wet spot! Did someone leak? Aww, it's okay, baby, even big boys who definitely don't need diapers have accidents from time to time. No, you're right, it's absolutely not an accident. Still, we wouldn't want you wearing wet undies all night long! Let's get you into something more comfortable.

You know, I really think you should at least wear a diaper to bed. Although you're fully potty trained, they're just so much more comfortable than your undies, aren't they? Don't you love how soft the padding is, especially when it becomes warm and wet?

I hear you saying no, but your little prince parts are making the most precious bulge before I've even done up the tapes! If I didn't know any better, I would think you want to be Mommy's potty pants forever.

I'll tell you what. If you can keep this diaper dry while you have special playtime with Mommy's buzzy toy, you may wear your little underwear to sleep. But if I see even one drop--

Oh. Oh no! Did you have an accident already? I barely even turned it on. I guess you aren't such a big boy after all.

Mommy taking you to the family bathroom and helping you unzip your jeans. Mommy saying, "Go ahead and try to go potty for me baby, I know you can do it." Holding your little prince parts for you while you pee and then helping you zip back up.

Mommy giving you pats on your diapered bum once she's put you back in diapers for just not being potty trained enough yet, for not being a big enough boy, but that's alright because Mommy loves her little man just the way he is.

Mommy stopping in the middle of the store to reach down your pants and check your diaper, saying, "Uh-oh! Someone had a little accident, didn't he? Let's get you changed, little one." _

Girls and Boys with little peepees that don't even make their diaper tent when they are hard.

They need to be reminded how adorable they are, and also that they will never ever be big enough to have adult sex.

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You grunt out as you squat and clench your fists in concentration, bearing down with all your might.

That phrase has become your mantra the last few weeks.

The more time you spent with Papa, the more determined you were to become his perfect little padded pet. And you were so close to your goal!

You were constantly waddling around in a soggy diaper, letting yourself dribble away into your thirst padding.

Papa never caught you without a thumb or paci in your mouth, something that caused you to have the most adorable lisp.

You were obsessed with your little stuffed bear and blankie, carrying them everywhere for comfort. You even started throwing the cutest, most childish tantrums it you couldn't find them.

But, loading your pampers with brown stinky mush had become your Everest. No matter how hard you tried, a mental block kept you from taking that one last embarrassing leap towards babyhood.

But, today, today was different!

"Good... Girls... Make... Stinky... Diapers!"

You say again between grunts, a trumpeting fart punctuating your mantra.

A broad, silly smile crosses your face as you suddenly feel the movement and relief you'd been waiting for. With a sickening squelch, you feel your diaper grow heavy as a large load of mush finally works it's way out of your backside and into your pants.

You cry out in victory as you straighten and throw your arms in the arm. You immediately waddle to Papa's office to show off your achievement, your mess swinging between your legs like a sack of mashed potatoes.

"Papa, good girls make stinkies!" You announce at the door, spinning around and shaking your brown-stained posterior.

Papa stands up, smiles, and walks towards you.

He takes your cheek in one hand, tilting your head up for a kiss, and your diapered butt in the other, pressing your mess into your firmly.

"Yes, they do, my good little girl," Papa says as his lips separate from yours, "And good girls also get buzzies! Now, sit here. Papa will be right back with Mrs. Wand so we can really celebrate."

You immediately plop your butt onto the ground, reveling in your mess. You bounce in your seat as you wait, squishing your mess around.

It's ok. You can't help it!

i love my big bear soo much…

sometimes when my diaper is soggy i just can’t help it🙈

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You'll be happier when you accept who you are. Lock up that pathetic little clitty, wrap it in diapers and plastic panties, and submit to your superiors.

Lock her clitty up in a tiny little cage, put her in the fluffiest diapers, dress her up like a bimbo and leave her 'unsupervised.'

You'll be shocked at how desperate she becomes.

Mommy laughs, my begging is getting me nowhere. But there's not much I can do, my legs are forced apart by spreader bars and Mommy is between my legs holding a vibrator to my diaper.

"No cumming until you pee in your diaper." Mommy smirks. "I already told you the rules. You don't want to disobey me, do you baby?"

"N-no Mommy."

Mommy pulls the vibrator away from me and I pathetically wiggle in protest.

"Go." Mommy demands, "Now. If you wanna cum so bad, pee yourself for me."

"But Mommy, I-"

"Now."

I whimper softly as my bladder gives in and I fill my diaper. It's such a relief to let go, but that doesn't stop my cheeks from burning red and Mommy watches my diaper fill more and more.

"Good job baby! Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

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"You wear diapers full-time, both for medical and emotional reasons."

• You no longer wear “grown-up” underwear or clothing that interferes with changing.

• You are not trusted to manage your bathroom needs, emotional regulation, or self-soothing.

• You function best when someone else is fully in control.

• You will be changed, fed, dressed, and quieted as needed, not as requested.

• Humiliation is not a punishment. It’s a reminder of who you are, and why this care is required."