Peter

I want to be walking along when suddenly I'm grabbed, stuffed in the back of a van, and knocked out.

When I come to, I'm blindfolded naked and cuffed down on a changing table with mittens locked on my hands and a pacigag locked in my mouth. I feel a super thick diaper being taped on me before spiked crawl booties are put on my feet and I'm uncuffed and carried to a playpen.

The blindfold gets taken off and my hands cuffed in front of me as I'm told to play with my toys and watch TV which is set to cocomelon videos. After a while I get a bottle of formula and laxatives, then after I wet and mess I'm cuffed down in a crib for the night.

Sometimes I'm taken out in a stroller with my used diaper on full display so everyone can see what a big baby I am.

Contains: diapers, plushie humping, (all characters are 18+, obviously)

“Oh yeah, he’s out like a light” I said, setting the baby monitor back down on the table. He’d been down for over an hour, but I just wanted to make sure the noise from our gathering hadn’t disturbed him. Jackson was a pretty sound sleeper, and I would have the other parents from our daycare group over pretty regularly for some “grownup time”, so he was used to it. The other parents’ partners would watch their little ones, or they got a sitter, but Jacky usually went to bed pretty early, and didn’t mind playing solo in his room, or watching Bluey on his tablet before bedtime (with the door safely open, of course).

Even though this was supposed to be “grownup time” we still talked a lot about our little ones. Their latest developmental step, swapping tips and tricks for especially challenging times. Sarah was dishing out some great insights to Matt about her potty training journey with her little one, Ellie.

“So yeah,” Sarah continued “She’s finally in her big girl panties and it’s been going really well! She’s obviously still in a pull-up for bedtime, but she’s actually starting to wake up dry, which is great.”

“Alright so there’s hope!” Matt joked lightly “Alice and I are still in the throes of it with Scotty. He’s trying really hard, but definitely not ready for big boy undies just yet.”

I was about to join in when some movement on the monitor caught my eye…

“Uh oh, I might’ve spoken too early…” I said, watching Jackson stir on the monitor. ‘Please stay asleep, please stay asleep’ I pleaded internally. Like I said, he’s a good sleeper, but if he wakes up too much sometimes he gets scared being in the dark room alone and he’ll come and get me to assure him that his room is safe. Though I couldn’t deny how adorable it’d be to have him come downstairs in just his diaper, clutching Scout and asking me to tuck him in again…

“Wait, never mind!” Said Sarah as she watched the monitor on the coffee table.

“False alarm” she continued, as Jacky seemed to settle again, snuggling Scout.

“Uhhh… I’m not so sure about that…” Matt mused after a second or two.

“It looks like someone is getting a little excited…” Matt chuckled, pointing to the monitor.

“Oh Jackson, really?” I sighed. Leaning forward, the sight on the screen was plain as day; my kiddo was humping his diaper and stuffie. “I’m sorry, guys” I said sheepishly “I don’t know what they’re putting in the Pampers, but I cannot get this kid to stop humping that dog plushie.”

“Hey, you don’t have to apologize at all” said Matt, looking at me sidelong “Just be thankful he’s only interested in that plushie. Most days, Scotty will hump anything in sight. And now that he’s in pull-ups his hands are constantly in there, touching himself. It’s extra great when he’s also gone pee in there. Then we have a little pee-handed menace running around our house”.

“Oof, that’s rough” I commiserated “I’ve even started helping him spurt during his morning change to see if that’ll help, and it’s still really bad!”

Matt continued, looking back at the screen, “ohhhh yeah, that little man is pokey for sure. Poor little guy, just trying to get some release…”

“Wow he’s really going at it, what a big boy” Sarah remarked as he humped away on his stuffy. “Don’t worry though guys, it’s not any different with girls, and it’s not any better when they’re in big kid undies. Ellie still loves to go for a ‘special ride’ on her rocking horse, only now we have to change her big girl panties when she’s finished. At least the boys are still making tingles in their padding.”

That was something I was definitely grateful for, and probably another reason potty training was not even remotely on my radar for Jackson yet. Along with his pee, he wasn’t able to hold his stickies at all. When he gets tingly, he needs to find Scout for stickies.

“His Pampers definitely save me cleaning up a million messes” I said “and yeah, he definitely has a one track mind when he’s playing with with Scout. Sometimes he wants me to help him finish, but other times he wants to take matters into his own hands… well diaper, really. He hasn’t started using his hands yet”

“Be thankful for that! It’s a rough stage to be going through” Matt lamented.

“Aww there he goes! Good boy! That’s some stickie-making if I ever saw it” Matt exclaimed.

“Oh yeah that’s his ‘cummies pose’ for sure” I said and looked down at my watch. Yeah… that was about right, it had been about 3 minutes since he started humping, which was his usual timeframe.

“Wow is he still spurting? But he’s so little still!” Asked Sarah surprisedly.

“Yeah, this kid cums like a fountain, it’s unreal” I said “sometimes I have to change his diaper right away cause I’m worried it won’t be able to hold all of his pee pees.”

Sarah said, “aww there he goes, he’s settling down again. Little guy’s going back off to dreamland”

Arriving at the hotel after a amazing night with dadda! ( @opapaizinho )

I’m a bit late but here is the celebration of 500 followers on tumblr! My discord friends convinced me that a double diapered hike in the woods was a good idea. I drank sooooo much water, and absolutely soaked my pants today. I had a bunch of time alone. I hope you like it.

If this posts gets 500 notes, I’ll try to redo it with an ABDL diaper next time. If this hits 1000 notes, then I’ll probably have to bring out an enema or suppository…

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when i found out i was going to be getting a freshman roommate when i was a sophomore, at first i was more than a little annoyed. but when i saw how adorable he was, i decided i could have fun with this.

the first weekend after we moved in, i took him out to the frats, making sure he had plenty of beer throughout the night. on our last drink of the night, i slipped a little something special into his red plastic cup. this ensured he’d wake up in a soaked bunk the next morning.

of course, i took photos before he woke up. he just looked so cute in his wet undies and sheets, i couldn’t help it! when he did wake up, i acted understanding and caring. “as long as it doesn’t happen again…” i told him. well, little did he know that i was the cause of this “issue” and i’d be making sure it did happen again. that’s where the hypnosis came into play. a few days later, he wet his bed again, and the night after that. he had no clue why his bladder was betraying him like this all of a sudden.

well, armed with this knowledge, and more importantly the photos, i told him he’d be doing as i said unless he wanted the whole college to know about this little problem of his. “good luck getting any girls to sleep with you if they found out.” not that he’d be getting much play anyway, not without risking wetting his bed with a girl in it.

that’s how i got him in pull-ups at night. i made sure to feed him plenty of fluids in the evening to ensure he’d wake up wet. on the rare mornings he woke up dry, i made him piss himself before changing out of his pull-ups.

The Camera

Max looked at the hidden camera and began to wonder just how long it had been up there? Who had been watching him? it had all seemed so strange and if it hadn't been for a soft beep going off at the wrong time he probably would still be hidden.

The truth was it was time for the camera to be found, Keith didn't need it anymore he had enough information now. He had been watching his best friend for a couple months now. He had to put many things into motion before he was ready. The camera wasn't the only item that had been hidden or changed out. Max was slowly being changed, on a mental level.

Keith had been in love with Max for a long time and wanted him to be his boyfriend. But Max rejected him, stating he didn't want to be tied to anyone. Keith didn't take that well but pretended to be fine. But in secret he began to plan how to Max his.

Max would be his perfect boyfriend but he would have to make some changes. The main one being that Max would find himself needing and wanting to be diapered up like a little boy. A cute boy like Max would be perfect in a thick diaper. There were plenty of hidden messages implanted in his mind to do more than just fill a diaper. Max would be his perfect little boyfriend. It was time to start.

Bad Or Good Memories

Travis didn't know what was happening to him, he just felt like he was losing his very adulthood that he fought so hard for. He had wet the bed for almost a week and just today he suddenly realized that he was wetting himself without even feeling the need to go. He had know choice he had to get some kind of protection.

He had so many issues as a kid and teen that his parents were always babying him and treating him much younger. But all those accidents he finally managed to stop and he finally got past them by the time he was 17. Now only 4 years later it seemed like they were back and much worse than before.

Now as he had put the thick diaper on before bed he couldn't help but remember the trauma of his past coming back to him. Those were such bad times at least that's what he wanted to believe them as. But he started feeling different about them, somehow he felt like maybe they weren't so bad after all. But how could that be?

Not Always A Jock

Luke laying there happily sucking away on his pacifier as he had his diaper changed. This was a normal thing for Luke outside of football season. He was a big guy and a real monster on the field. He was exactly what his team needed to win every year, but outside of that tough guy persona was a little boy that loved being taken care of.

His close friends all knew that Luke liked being treated younger than his age. This had been the case for many years. His long time best friend Alex knew that this part of Luke had been around since they were 5 or 6. Luke's parents seemed to understand and let Luke indulge in his younger side when he wanted. Alex started to Luke like a big brother and turned into something much more as they got older.