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I’m in that extra special phase of diaper brain where I don’t really understand what’s so weird about wearing them 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Day four I can’t take it

You can squirm and whine all you want. It doesn't change the fact you look absolutely adorable swaddled up in those puffy pampers. Don't be upset, little one. This is how it is now. You wanted to make me happy, right? This is what makes me happy! Eventually you'll be my brainless little pamper packer! Isn't that exciting? You'll feel your tushy get warm and mushy without any realization of what's happening. What you will realize though is how happy and fuzzy that squishy stinky diaper will make you feel. Once you get to that point, then I will be truly happy. There's no point in resisting. This is how it is going to be. The sooner you embrace it, the sooner your mind will get fuzzy and excited for every bit of this change.

That was so good baby. You know being my baby doesn't just mean diapers, right? Since you're taking to them like a natural, I think its time to move to the next part of being my baby. Crawl your crinkly pamper bottom over here so you can fill that little tummy up. Baby's can't use their diaper unless they fill their tummy's, right?

Are you nervous? I bet you are... The fantasy is so controlled... so exciting... But now that its literally in your face its hard to swallow... isn't it... But this is happening, even if you don't think you can handle it. Its going to be exactly what you ask me for... begged me for... You're going to start taking my cock every single day. You'll learn to swallow it, get it wet and ready before it destroys your ass. Yes! DESTORYS... This is what you wanted. You're going to have your ass destroyed so you're left so loose and wrecked that you have no choice if you want to wear a diaper or not. It will be essential, that tight little hole won't be able to stop anything anymore. Exactly. Like. You. Wanted.

I know you had a little too much to drink last night so I'm glad you decided to come home with me. I'm sorry we didn't go "all the way", but honestly... You were in no condition to perform like that anyways, and while I was getting you into a diaper after you passed out your size isn't anything I'd be interested in either. I believe with something that small you're better off in fluffy soft pampers! I think you know that too. That itty bitty thing got so excited when I got you diapered up last night and you're totally soaked this morning. What do you think about spending the rest of the weekend with me as my little pamper packer? Maybe it could be a more constant thing, who knows?

All day! Every. Single. Day.

You're practically drooling already. I thought you'd have a little more restraint than that. Oh, no. Don't worry, I anticipated you becoming a drooling helpless little mess, just in a different way. So how about this. We can just skip dinner and go back to my place, I've got some extra thick and extra crinkly diaper I know would be perfect for that sweet little bottom. Mommy can give you some "restraint." You can wrap those little lips on Mommy's breast. That was my original intention anyway, I just thought you wouldn't be drooling all over yourself until then.

Did you forget the rules? Are you allowed to request a change? No, that is right. So why are you asking? You've made poopys in hundreds of pampers and have yet to ask... So, why are you breaching Mommy's rules right now? Ah, you want to go out soon... So, I hope wherever you go to see your buddies can handle the terrible smell from your mushy tushy. Yes, I mean that! You ignored the rules, so you have to suffer repercussions. You are going to still go out, but with your pampers packed with poopy. I hope you have an unforgettable time.

I bought two cases as soon as the email came!

I can attest to all of this. The mental worry is the biggest struggle, no one is paying attention. I promise.

Not much of a secret anymore.