Lonely in Pampers

My friends just arrived

Extra Vaseline in there

Realization

It's getting real.

Your little baby dick was never meant to satisfy women. All you can do is piss your pants and splatter the warm and soft Pampers as your now ex-girlfriend checks your diaper. Stay pussyfree, loser.

So desperate

And now the once big strong man has been regressed to a shy 2 year old toddler who needs to be kept in diapers by his mommy.

After I was changed into another diaper with expertise and reinforced baby talk I was lifted off the changing table and ushered to the living room with a pat on the bottom. I crinkled back into the room and found the little girls again smiling at my diapered state. I took a seat and my thick diaper crinkled and poofed up in the front exposing the baby design on the tape panel. The shiny white plastic reflected and waistband caught my shirt making my diaper super noticeable. I began to color in a coloring book trying to ignore the baby feels that I had. I crinkled every time I moved and it reminded me of my diaper and how baby I felt with its unmistakable thickness and pampers smell. Surprisingly I heard a commotion and the baby sitter was checking one of the girls. She had a little accident and a wet spot had formed on her shorts. She was upset and knew what was about to happen to her as the sitter pointed to the nursery. When she returned diapered like me I was relieved to have the attention on the new baby. She was super blushy and crinkled in with her head down and tears in her eyes. The babysitter exclaimed “I guess I have two diaper babies now”. My heart skipped a beat and the other little girl giggled. The smell of pampers and crinkles was double now. As she sat coloring the babysitter brought us both sippy cups of juice. A little while later it was announced that it was nap time. We were ushered to the nursery where the crib awaited. We were lifted into the crib and given pacifiers. It was humiliating to say the least. The little girl sobbed herself to sleep sucking her paci. I didn’t suck but fell asleep as I was exhausted by the diaper attention and embarrassment. We both were woken to the babysitter checking our pampers. To my surprise we were both in wet diapers about to be changed like toddlers.

After I was changed and set back on my feet I was in disbelief. Here I was standing in a pampers diaper like a 2 year old with a t shirt and a pair of socks on. My diaper was on full display as well as being super crinkly. I felt so embarrassed knowing I was about to have to walk to the living room where other kids were going to see my diapered situation. The babysitter said “okay baby let’s go to the living room”, I reluctantly followed her crinkling loudly and waddling a bit as we walked to the living room. I was ashamed and felt so toddler. As I walked in the little girls pointed and whispered awww look at his baby diaper. I was very red and ashamed. The baby sitter came back in with a sippy cup of juice and handed it to me. As the cartoons played on tv I sat on the floor with the other children trying to not think about my Pampers. I smelled of baby powder and pampers and crinkled with every little movement. My heart was still racing as the commercial break lead into you guessed it, a Pampers commercial. This made the little girls say awww and giggle pointing at me whispering how I was a Pampers baby. A tear formed in my eyes as I felt so embarrassed. All of the sudden fear gripped me, I had to pee. I didn’t want to wet my diaper like a baby. I got up with a crinkle and walked to the sitter to ask if I could go to the potty. She didn’t hesitate to say “just wet your diaper baby that’s what it’s for”. I was defeated and suddenly a stream of pee started filling the front of my pampers as I stood in front of her. It was warm and made my diaper become thicker and heavier. I could smell the pee mixed with pampers and baby powder. As this happened it caught the little girls attention and they said “uh oh it looks like he wet his baby diaper”. I was so ashamed and blushy. The baby sitter took my hand and said come on let’s get your diaper changed little one. I couldn’t believe I had been there less than an hour and I was already having a second diaper change. Was I going to be kept diapered for two weeks?

If your pacifier is longer than your peepee, then 1) stop pretending to be a real man, and 2) your peepee needs to be locked up and disappeared underneath thick emasculating diapers. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them 🤭