AB/DL I love littles and Dogs, and little dogs

No, I will NOT give you Any money!!!

No, I will NOT subscribe to your pay site

No we CANNOT chat on What's app or Google chat

I discovered your diaper fetish and I am going to use it to turn you into my enslaved baby!

I'll regress you back to babyhood.

Starting with putting you in a thick, padded and crinkly diaper!

It was so easy to find out your secret obsession with diapers and ABDL.

I found your search history and all your stupid adult-baby themed gooner clips you like to look at... don't deny it!

I know you want to be a diapered little bitch for me!

Now that I know you're a diaper loving little dummy-baby there's nothing you can do to stop me from making you act out all your fantasies. Making cummies in your padding right here.

Starting tonight you'll live the rest of your life diapered.

Calling me "Step-mommy!"

Good baby, you're my little diaper slave from now

Wow, just look at yourself. A month ago you wouldve been pouncing on top of me right now, riding me like a real man. Now here you are, sitting on the floor in front of me with nothing on your mind except Mommy’s sweet milk. You got so excited you even wet your diaper, i guess all the excitement mustve been to much for such a little boy. Its ok sweety, you just suck on your pacifier like a good boy.

Do you remember how much of a man you used to be. Always working so hard on some new project, hardly giving me the time of day. But thats not a problem anymore is it. Now i get all the attention i could ever hope for. And the best part is when i get worn out i can simply put you in your playpen. Its so cute the way your padded bottom wiggles as you crawl around in front of mommy.

Remember how you used to make all the plans? Amazing how i have complete control of your life now. But i think you like it, being my baby from sun up to sun down. And i kbow i love it. From picking you up out of your crib in the morning, checking your diapers, taking you to the park, feeding you in your high chair and making you suck on your binky in front of all my friends. You looked adorable when Miranda fed you your baba the other day. You were so content you actually pissed yourself. My grown husband sucking on a bottle as with a soggy diaper on display for everyone as my best friend fed you. Such a good memory.

Recently i have stumbled across a submissive, and she is a good friend of mine now. It upsets me to see her cry, get angry, and feel neglected by her Dom. I don't know the whole story so i am not picking sides. But:

* Littles in general are supposed to be clingy, i wouldnt have it any other way if i had a little

* Littles are supposed to be "cutely annoying" at that point its not even annoying, wake me up by poking my cheeks 17,000 times. I will hug the stuffing out of you

* Littles do have a lot of anxiety, i mean come on, if you had a paci, a stuffies, and quite possibly a diaper, and you had to leave your home and go be "big" it kind of ruins your mood

* Littles have a tendency to think you are off gallivanting with someone else if you don't text them at least 3 times a day "good morning" Afternoon i am still alive" and

"Goodnight Cutie, sleep well" (this is specifically to distance)

• Littles are some of the most precious things on the planet, when they light up about something they are happy about, it is the most adorable thing of all time.

In the hushed glow of their 1980s nursery, where a glowing Care Bears nightlight cast pastel stars across the walls and the faint click of a wind-up mobile played *Frère Jacques*, Mommy sat in her oak rocking chair, prairie dress pooled like whipped cream around her thighs, bonnet framing her soft curls. Her little man—now permanently reduced to “Baby”—knelt on the shag carpet, taped into an extra-thick overnight diaper printed with tiny rocking horses, the plastic tabs sealed with pink duct tape so he could never undo them himself. Six months ago he’d thrown a grown-up tantrum over her rules; tonight marked the start of forever. No more big-boy underwear, no touching, no release—only warm, squishy peepee and poopoo messes that Mommy changed when *she* felt like it.