Crinks & Kinks

Soggy diap that is.

Over time my partner convinced me that it would be more convenient to wear diapers than to clean up after the occasional bedtime accident. The diapering came earlier and earlier. It’s now a year later, and I spend every moment diapered. My partner dresses me, makes sure I’m well hydrated by giving me bottles every other hour, and changes my diaper whenever/wherever it’s needed. I used to be ashamed of it, but I’m starting to think I wouldn’t want to be treated any other way.

Trying to look like a tough boy is hard when I’m filling my diap

Playing around on the big boy jungle gym

It’s my birthday, so this counts as my birthday suit… right?

Soggy Sunday

Filling them like it’s my day job, then crawling on all fours to the “boss” (daddy) asking for a change

When your big tells you they want to show you off… so they take your pants and tell you to lift your shirt so everyone can see exactly what you wear

Little boy blue

Thinking about something very mysterious (a diaper change)

Daddy’s garden helper

Daddy said, “boys are seen and not heard… just like their diapers” before popping a paci in my mouth and taking my pants

Calling in thick