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This is how I wish and wanted my wife would have treat me.
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What I always wanted .
This is how I wish and wanted my wife would have treat me.

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Mommy gets to be dressed up for breakfast but for my little one itâs diapers only
he belongs in diapers :3
take your paci babyboy đ
Little does anyone know Iâm carrying a diaper bag for the guy next to me đ¤
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Such a mamaâs boy â¨
He swears heâs not ready for a change but itâs one of our rules, that mommy decides when heâs ready.. since heâs just a little baby đź
Let Mommy get this diaper nice and tight for you.
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Rule #1 for sharing a bed with a bedwetter: Diapersâď¸
I really like the idea of someone whoâs got a strong control on their bladder trying to get used to diapers but they literally cannot release unless they r in a certain position that makes it easy for them to (squatting, standing still with their legs apart, etc.) so every time they get into position their partner smiles and is like âoh? r u going potty?â in the most caring tone they get all blushy and embarrassed bc they donât like being so obvious and wanna deny it but theyâre in The Position and the hissing can be heard so they really r caught. so they just stay in position neither confirming nor denying anything until finally theyâre done and they get all shy and just say ââŚcan u change me?â ahhhhhhh
Backseat diaper change for my little mamaâs boy đđ @frank-st
That voice <3
Mommy needs to check your diaper đ¤
Reasons Why ALL Boys Belong in Diapers
Boys are messy creatures. From their sticky fingers to their questionable aim in the bathroom, boys have never been good at keeping things clean. A diaper just simplifies the whole processâno more "oops, I missed" or "it was just an accident!"
Moms and girlfriends are already cleaning up after them. Ever noticed how boys conveniently âforgetâ how to do laundry, dishes, or pick up their own socks? They already expect someone else to handle their messesâdiapers just make it official!
They think farting is funny. So letâs see how they like a full diaper. Boys love to giggle about their own gas, but letâs see how funny it is when thereâs more than just air in their diaper. Oh, what's that? Suddenly it's "not so funny"? Thought so!
They have the attention span of a goldfish. Oh, look! A ball! A car! A flashing light! Boys get so distracted by the simplest thingsâwho has time to actually remember to use the potty when there are way more important things to focus on? Best to keep them safely diapered so they donât make a mess when they inevitably forget.
They have NO shame. Boys will scratch, burp, and do all sorts of gross things in public without a second thought. If they have no problem acting like babies in front of everyone, why not dress them like one too?
They never know when to stop playing. Boys will run around, roughhouse, and completely ignore their obvious potty signals untilâoopsie! Too late! Rather than trusting them with big boy underwear (as if!), itâs just safer to keep them padded so they can go whenever they inevitably lose track of time.
Theyâre so lazy. Letâs be honest, even if a boy could make it to the potty, would he really want to? Getting up, stopping what he's doing, actually aimingâso much effort! It's just easier to let him go in his diaper like the helpless little thing he is.
They still act like babies, so they might as well wear what babies wear. Boys whine when they donât get their way, throw tantrums over the smallest things, and sulk when they lose. If theyâre going to act like fussy little toddlers, they should be dressed like one tooâdiapers included!
They hate being told what to do. Which makes it even more fun! The best part? Theyâll huff and puff, but thereâs nothing they can do about it. They can squirm all they wantâat the end of the day, theyâll still be right where they belong: safely diapered.
Deep down, they know they belong in diapers. At the end of the day, all their silly protests and puffed-up bravado donât change the truthâboys just arenât meant for potty training. Theyâre much better off being padded, protected, and properly taken care of. And while that will never change, their diapers certainly willâagain and again and again
Please reblog I you agree, that all boys should be in diapers 24/7! Thank you @all4thedips for your suggestions and help.

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Thereâs just something so, so special about diapers. I mean, I love every aspect of being babied, but diapers are the most important part.
When you first put them on, when theyâre so crisp and pristine and brand new, they feel good. They feel clean, and safe, and cozy. The padding sliiiightly spreading your legs apart, the cushioning on your butt when you sit down, the crinkles to remind you how little you are. The thick padding helping absorb sensations, you can just start rubbing yourself and humping and it justâŚ. Thereâs nothing like it. Itâs like humping a pillow, but itâs attached to you. Just rubbing and rubbing and rubbing in bliss as you hear the crinkles telling you how futile it is. If this were the end of it I think Iâd still love wearing them because they just start out so perfect.
But thatâs not where it ends. Diapers were made to be used, and no matter how you choose to fill them, itâs always soooo much fun. When youâre holding your bladder to the point of failure, rubbing your crotch and the pressure and sensation make you leak a little bit. The warmth soaking up into the padding, surrounding your crotch as you leak more and more until you just give out and let it allllll flood into the diapers, swelling around you, the new thickness forcing your legs apart as you are forced to either waddle or crawl. The warmth surrounding you, unable to escape it as you feel the new, squishy texture all around your sensitive bits, easily conforming into the perfect shape to cradle them.
You can also just let go whenever, no holding at all, going whenever you feel the slightest twinge in your bladder. Itâs freeing. You donât have to care about stopping whatever your doing to use the restroom, you can just let it all slowly dribble out as your diaper ever so gradually inflates, until itâs eventually undeniable that youâve been using it. Sloooowly leaking your warm pee until itâs that wonderful, squishy padding that you love.
Once itâs full, you can REALLY start rubbing it, feeling it squish around your crotch, when you hump into the squishy padding itâs like you really are fucking something, Iâve seen ppl cum hand free by just humping the air in their wet diapers, feeling the squishy padding move up and down along their shaft, perfect conformed to it, until they reach orgasm. Itâs almost like a wearable fleshlight. But even if you donât have a penis, or donât like penetration, it still feels amazing to have that slick, slippery, warm padding rubbing against you. As you slowly get wet, leaking pre, that doesnât get absorbed by the padding, in fact, the moisture from your accident helps keep it perpetually wet and slick, so itâs always just sooooooooo slick, sliding nicely around your most sensitive parts as you hump your brain away on your favorite plushy, or someoneâs knee, or another cutieâs diaper.
Even when it slowly, slowly starts to grow cold, the cool, wet, squishy padding is exciting in its own way. It makes sure you can never forget what youâre wearing or what youâve done. Maybe you leak more, briefly warning the padding around your crotch, but the cold can almost be refreshing in its own way,,,
And then you get to take it off, feel the cold air against your skin thatâs been trapped in your own mess for so long. You get feel the cold baby wipes getting into every little area, making sure youâre nice and clean, before you get a new diaper slid under you. Youâre tickled as the sweet smelling baby powder is applied, and it starts all over again as youâre wrapped up in fresh, new, crinkling padding.
Who wouldnât want that?
This. This is it. Never read anything closer to the truth
Literal perfection!
Messy, but Mine
I spotted it before you said a word. The way you stood there, knees slightly turned in, trying not to move. When I got closer, the smell hit first, and then I saw it. Youâd had a full accident, the biggest Iâve seen from you. Your diaper was heavy, sagging low, the seat bulging and rounded out. It had leaked, dark brown stains trailing down the back of your pajama pants and onto your socks.
You kept your head down, cheeks flushed, fingers twisting the hem of your shirt like it might hide you. I didnât scold or rush. âHey,â I said softly, âyouâre perfect. Weâll take care of it.â
I put a hand on your back, feeling the faint warmth through the fabric as I guided you toward the changing space. I wrapped the blanket around your shoulders first, tucking it close, and helped you step out of the wet clothes carefully so nothing else got messy.
The cleanup took a little time; gentle wipes, fresh powder, all slow enough so you could breathe. I kept talking to you, about nothing important, just to make it feel normal. Once you were clean and in a fresh diaper, I helped you into soft, warm clothes and pulled the blanket back around you.
I sat you down, pulled you close, and brushed your hair from your face.
âSee? All clean now,â I said. âYou did just fine. Iâm proud of you.â