30 Something Fan Of Padding

🥣Cutting my little food/ feeding it to him

🍼Making bottles(what he would normally drink but always put in a bottle)

🦕Watching cartoons with him ( his fav is my little pony)

🛋Snuggle sessions (they last all day)

🚙Tummy time ( gets to lay on his tummy and play with all his toys)

🪶Giving him tickles ( makes him feel small & cared for )

🧷Laying out his diaper changing items for him to see when he gets off. ( makes him have a better day)

🧺Going on little picnics and dates

🛍Going little shopping ( he will never grab anything and put it in the cart he’s so shy that someone will see him he points& I grab)

⛑I protect him/Im super protective ( since he’s not an open little if any by chance someone see we have onesies or pacis or baby utensils they are mine and I use them. I protect him from people knowing until the day he tells me he’s ready)

😳Diaper humiliation( since this won’t make sense because of the previous statement, diaper humiliation doesn’t always have someone noticing and you getting humiliated. Humiliation can also be that fact that his diaper is so thick when he wear his jeans your not sure what he’s wearing underneath but something is padded and he’s wearing it, but this helps him being it gives him the thought they could think is something other then a diaper.

❤️He clings to me ( he’s always holding mr snuggling me or close to me. His favorite place is my lap

🍑He’s puts on butt wiggle shows for me

🧸Saying to him how would “ his stuffies name” do if he found out you gave mommy a boo boo.

🎶The cute noises he makes (all are for different things)

🍼Letting him suckle and nurse

🍑 90% booty - 100% cutie ☺

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you come home after a long day out with your caregiver, by this point your diaper is definitely soaked, and your cg has been teasing you the whole time about how much of a potty pants you are. you can barely wait to get in the door before you start begging them for a change, tugging on their sleeve, and giving them your best puppy dog eyes. 

you think it’s worked, as they sigh, putting down their bags, and taking your hand as they lead you to the changing table. they lay you down, pat your diaper, teasing you a little more, before pulling out a fresh diaper to change you into. but then they slip the new diaper under your already crinkly, soaked bottom, and before you can even protest, they pop your paci into your mouth, telling you that they know what’s best for their little baby. they tape you up, the fresh diaper pulling the soaked one snug against you. 

Chapter 3:

The sun was already high in the sky and peeking through the window when Steph began to gently stir awake the next morning. She had kicked her blanket off in the night and was now spread out in the large bed, her diapered butt on full display. She woke gently after a comfortable night sleep and was initially quite content, until she remembered the events of the previous night. She quickly glanced down to see the large puffy diaper between her legs as the remaining hopes of it being a nightmare drifted away.

Just then, Jason came in. “Oh good, you’re up! Come on we have to get down to breakfast!”

Steph was shocked. “Jason! Aren’t you going to change my diaper?” She couldn’t believe what she just said, the ease with which she had acclimated to the situation.

“It looks like you still have some room in there. I’ll change you after you’ve had breakfast. Now come on, we’re going to miss our reservation, get dressed!” With that, he left her in the room to get dressed. Knowing she was not yet emotionally ready to even attempt pants, she looked through her dress options in hope of finding something at would help conceal her bulk. To her chagrin, many of her dresses only covered it completely if she was standing up straight. She eventually settled on a sun dress that seemed to do the trick but didn’t inspire a lot of confidence.

As she and Jason walked to the beach side restaurant where they had reservations, she realized for the first time another fun aspect of her new underwear: they’re extremely noisy. She was getting better at walking in the diaper, but every step still had a slight waddle to it, and now every waddling step had a loud crinkling noise to accompany it. There were so many things going on, she didn’t know what to be self-conscious about most, the noise, the waddle, the size of her diapered butt, or the fact that she was literally walking around in diaper that had been wet for hours. No matter how she justified it in her mind, the facts were clear; this was her diaper, and she had wet it herself.

Despite the situation, breakfast was going great. The food was all beautiful and delicious, and the view of the ocean was incredible. Jason was back to his normal charming self, and it was all enough to almost completely distract Steph from the soggy diaper that her hardwood seat was pushing up against her.

“How’s the omelet?” he asked.

“Oh it’s wonderful. Probably the best I’ve ever had.”

“I’m glad! Sorry to rush you down here I was just afraid we’d miss our reservation. I didn’t plan to make you stay in… it.” It was the first mention of her diaper at the breakfast and suddenly her ability to ignore it evaporated. She was suddenly overwhelmed with embarrassment and couldn’t look up from her plate.

“It’s okay.”

“I’m glad it was worth it. I thought you might get stuck eating the incontinental breakfast if you waited any longer.” He smiled a large grin at his pun.

His playful nature was enough to make her realize things were still okay and she regained some confidence. “How long have you been waiting to say that?” She asked playfully.

“I thought of it on the plane.”

She giggled and smiled at him. He smiled back.

Chapter 1:

Jason lovingly guided her into their hotel room. The night had been so wonderful she had almost forgot about the situation. Despite the fun she had earlier that evening at her wedding, Steph knew what was coming.

He guided her to the bed and helped her take off her shoes. “Alright, lay back honey.” He pulled out a thick white diaper from his bag, unfolded it and began to fluff it up. Steph knew it would be bad, but she had no idea how big they would be. She had never seen an adult diaper before and initially mistook what was in his hand as a folded pillowcase.

Suddenly her legs were in the air and the diaper under her butt. She felt incredibly exposed with her legs in the air. Then she felt a strange sensation only to realize Jason was powdering her butt. He was quick and efficient, as quickly as it started, the tapes were sealed and the whole awful change was done, and her diapered life had begone.

Just three months earlier Steph was leading what many would consider a charmed existence. She was a student at MIT studying for her masters and lived in a lovely apartment on the Charles.

Steph was a Croatian immigrant who moved to America for undergrad; she had good grades, she was athletic, and she was beautiful by all accounts. Her only source on self-conscience was that she had a rather large ass that she couldn’t seem to shrink no matter how hard she worked out.

She had a wonderful group of friends, a schedule that was fulfilling without being over whelming, and a very active social life. And then there was Jason; They had been dating for a little over a year and it felt like the perfect relationship. She felt truly blessed.

All of this was about to change however, when she received a letter informing her that her student visa had been revoked. With little explanation provided, she struggled to get her affairs sorted, and it became clear that she would have to leave the country before the issue was resolved.

With that she would have to give up everything she had worked so hard for; she would have to leave school, give up her apartment and leave her friends behind. That is until Jason offered her an unusual and confusing proposition…

“Alright, get up and try it out. how does it feel?” Steph sat up, an unfamiliar bulk now between her legs. She resented the feeling; she couldn’t even close her legs all the way. She stood up and waddled to the full-length mirror. “Waddled” hung heavy in her mind, “I can’t even walk correctly anymore” she lamented to herself.

This feeling only lasted a moment however, because she was soon confronted with the mirror; there, standing before her was her own image but in just a tee shirt and diaper. She wanted to cry. She dreaded the thought of turning around, but decided she had to know. As she looked at herself in profile her worst insecurity was realized; her butt was even bigger. She tried to reach her hands around the seat of her diaper, but her arms weren’t quite long enough to get her fingers to touch.

She tried desperately to find an angle she felt was more flattering, anything that offered even a slight slimming effect for her ass, but sadly there were none to find.

Jason watched the panic driven events unfold in front of the mirror and enjoyed them from the edge of the hotel bed. He loved watching her try in vain to disguise her, now even-more-so, prominent ass.

“How does it feel?” He repeated. Steph was on the verge of tears but didn’t want to show it. She knew this was coming but had spent the past three months so encased in the wedding bubble that she had almost forgotten this was a reality she would soon face.

“I ugh…” She tried to speak but her voice cracked a little. All she could do was look down to the floor. Jason stood up and hugged her and then lead her back to the bed.

“It’s alright!” He cooed gently, “Everything will be okay, it will just take some getting used to.” This strangely made her feel better. She did love Jason and although this problem was his fault, she found his presence comforting. “Maybe it will be helpful to hear some of the ground rules?”

“Ground rules?” Steph asked, curious but also a little concerned.

“Yeah like the rule surrounding your diapers.” She didn’t say anything, so he continued. “You’ll get two diaper changes a day, one in the morning and one at night. Of course, you can always earn more by doing additional tasks.”

“Changes?! I have to use the diapers? You didn’t tell me that!”

“Of course, you have to use them, that’s what they’re there for!”

“Umm do I have to poop in my diapers as well?”

“Before your last change in the evening every night, you will have 45 minutes to use the toilet and shower. Ideally, I’ll train you to be regular enough to go during that period. I have no desire to change your messy diapers though, so be aware if you don’t hold it there could be a punishment.”

Steph couldn’t believe her ears.

“How was any of this supposed to make me feel better?”

“Because, you haven’t heard about rewards yet. I brought you some wedding gifts. Do you want to see?”

Despite her distress over the revelation that she will no longer be using the toilet, the idea of gifts piqued her interest. Jason pulled out a moderately sized package, pristinely wrapped in colorful paper and a perfect bow, and gently laid it on her diapered lap. It was obviously wrapped with care.

She felt the familiar anxious feeling that typically accompanies receiving a gift, and though she felt concerned it might be something bad, her curiosity was getting the best of her.

“Go ahead, open it!”

With that reassurance, Steph tore into the packaging. Beneath she found a cardboard box which she opened only to be confused about its contents. Inside was some items to be expected: a pack of depends silhouettes, a day collar, and some crop tops with various diaper brands on them. But there was one remaining item in the bottom she couldn’t identify.

“What is this?”

“It’s your gift. That is a wireless vibrating plug. I can control it with my phone so wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, it could start vibrating at any time and can go for as long as I want.”

“And how is that a gift for me?”

“Because you’ll be the one having orgasms.”

Chapter 2:

Steph didn’t really feel up to consummating her marriage after everything that had happened in the evening. It was nearly 2 AM and Jason was sleeping soundly with his arms wrapped around her. She, however, was wide awake, contemplating her new life and deeply wishing that she hadn’t had so much champagne at the reception.

The pressure in her bladder had built way beyond what she was comfortable with, but she still wasn’t ready to take that first step and use her diaper. She pushed her blanket aside to inspect what was between her legs.

“It can’t be as bad as you remember it.” She thought to herself. But when she revealed it, it was somehow even more massive than she remembered. When she opened her legs to get a better look at it, she felt a tiny drop of pee trickle into her diaper. She quickly snapped her legs back together, but she knew she couldn’t hold it until morning.

She looked back at Jason and saw he was sound asleep and decided that maybe she could delay her fate one night more. She gently pulled his arms off her and wriggled away from the bed, careful not to wake him. She’s tried to waddle quickly and quietly without having an accident which causes her to sway her hips as she moved.

She struggled to make efficient progress with this new obstacle and worried that the crinkle of the plastic backing on her diaper would be loud enough to wake Jason. She quickly got to the hotel bathroom without a second to spare, not even bothering to flip on the lights.

As soon as she was at the toilet she started tearing at the tapes, struggling with the unfamiliar garment in the dark. The pressure was building on her bladder, and the situation couldn’t be any more urgent. Just as she got the tapes undone… the lights turned on.

“What are you doing?”

Her heart sank just as her diaper hit the floor.

“Please Jason, just let me use the toilet! I really have to go! I’ll put the diaper back on after, I promise!” Jason didn’t say anything. He just stood staring at her as she bounced around to avoid peeing on the floor. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking but every moment that he didn’t say anything felt like an hour, and the urge to pee was getting worse.

He slowly walked towards her without breaking eye contact. For a second, she thought he would grant her request, but when he was right in front of her, he bent down and picked up her diaper and started to put it back on her while she stood there defeated. Heartbroken, she started to cry but was surprised when Jason wrapped his arms around her and brought her in for a warm hug.

“It’s okay” he whispered. “I’ll help you.” She didn’t know what that could mean. He picked her up koala style and gently placed her on the toilet seat. “Sit on the seat and pretend you’re not wearing a diaper.” Although she didn’t feel like this was actual help, she agreed because she just wanted the whole stupid event over with.

As she sat on the toilet with the pressure pushing down, she reluctantly attempted to release her bladder but to her surprise, she couldn’t go. “What’s wrong?” Jason asked condescendingly.

“I… I can’t go.” She said cringing with discomfort; she had to pee so bad.

“You’re not pretending to use the toilet, are you? Just pretend there’s no diaper and it’s just a normal day.” Steph closed her eyes tight and strained to make herself go. For a second she wondered if it was all worth it. Her Job, her apartment, her friends, were they all worth this torture. She could start again back home.

But just then, the dam broke and she began to fill her diaper. Her face was a mixed of relief and embarrassment when she realized that a new phase in her life had officially begun. She started to weep openly, and her diaper started to balloon up. She kept peeing for several minutes until finally it slowed to a stop.

She was able to calm down and when she stood up, she couldn’t believe how heavy her diaper was or how big her diapered butt was in the bathroom mirror. It sagged between her legs and she found it even more difficult to walk.

It felt so heavy, she suspected she might have to hold it up with her hands, but the diaper miraculously held. This new, unbearable sensation was now just going to be a part of Steph’s daily life. She waddled over to Jason who hugged her.

“See, that wasn’t so bad. Lets go back to bed.”

“Uhh Jason…”

“What?”

“I uhh, need some help with this.”

Help with what?”

“My… you know.”

“I don’t. If you need something you have to ask.”

Embarrassed but ultimately too tired and uncomfortable to argue, she gave in. “Jason, would please change my diaper?”

“Oh how silly of me to forget.” He ponders for a moment. “No. I don’t think I will. Not after you tried to take it off yourself. You’ll learn, this will be easiest for you if you follow the rules. Now, back to bed!” He grabs her hand firmly, gently sliding his fingers between hers and lead her back to their room.

Her bloated, saggy diaper rubbing between her leg caused her to waddle the whole way. He wrapped his arms around her and gently spooned her and her large diaper. Though she found his presence comforting, she still wished she was anywhere else. She couldn’t believe that he would just leave her like this.

She cried quietly in her wet diaper until she finally drifted off to sleep.

“You’re well overdue for an attitude adjustment,” murmured Loralei as she circled around woman tied up in the chair in the middle of the room. “About 28 years overdue.”  Based on the thrusting of the red headed woman who was unsuccessfully trying to free herself, she clearly disagreed.

“At least I was raised not to kidnap my fucking collegues,” the captive woman snapped back. Shaking her head out of amusement, Loralei patted the red headed woman on the top of her head as if she was a puppy dog. “Elizabeth, such a pretty little girl with such a dirty mouth. A bar of soap after your spanking should start to fix that.”

In what seemed to be the billionth time in the past hour, Elizabeth’s stomach crept her way into her throat with the very realistic fear that it would end up tumbling out of her mouth. Unsuccessfully, she kept trying to will herself awake from the increasingly terrifying nightmare she was now living. When she stepped out of her apartment this morning to head to the gym, there was no inkling that Loralei, her scorned coworker, would be waiting with a rag of chloroform.

It wasn’t a secret that Loralei disliked Elizabeth, especially since their boss chose the red head for a promotion despite her only being at the agency for two years. Even though she was a decade older than Elizabeth, Loralei lacked the creative talent and charisma needed to flourish in the high pressure creative advertising firm. Her jealousy intensified day after day as she watched the cocky young woman rise through the ranks she couldn’t master herself.

Being the big shot at a young age, Elizabeth often had an air about her that she could do no wrong. Apparently her boss looked the other way if she tumbled into work an hour late due to a hangover, or needed an extension on a deadline because her ‘creativity muse was lacking’. While everyone else at their company saw Elizabeth a wunder kid, Loralei simply saw a little bratty girl who got away with being naughty because of her charm.

“I’ve been waiting to do this for two years now,” Loralei smirked as she began to untie the restraints on Elizabeth. “This is the first step of knocking you off that unwarranted pedestal people have placed you upon little girl.”

“Please don’t kill me Lorelai, I’ll leave the agency, move across the country. I won’t tell anyone this ever happened if you just let me go,” Elizabeth pleaded as the older woman began to drag by the hair over to the sofa. “Do you need money? I’ll withdraw as much as you want on the bank, right now. Just please, I don’t want to die.”

Pausing for a moment, Loralei grabbed Elizabeth’s chin with her free hand and looked straight into her blue eyes. “Oh sweetheart, you’ve been watching too many Criminal Minds episodes. I’m not going to hurt you, but I will be making your bottom very, very sore.” With a few swift motions, Elizabeth found exhausted body sprawled across Loralei’s lap with her yoga pants being pulled down to her ankles. “Then what are you going to, spank me” Elizabeth said sarcastically, which she regretted the moment it came out of her mouth.

For the first time in her entire life, Elizabeth yelped out in a mixture of shock and pain as Loralei’s heavy hand thudded down onto her bottom. “You’ve always been a quick study Elizabeth,” Lorelai laughed as she began to pick up the speed of her hand pounding down on increasingly pink bottom of her colleague.

“You can’t do this, I’m a grown woman not a child. This isn’t fair,” the red head cried out while kicking her dangling feet. “Let me go you bitch”.  Tutting out of disappointment, Lorelai reached into the bag beside the sofa to pull out a wooden paddle. “The way your whining and pouting right now seems to tell me differently. And I thought we had a discussion about that dirty mouth of yours,” Loralei mused as she rubbed Elizabeth’s bottom which was starting to match her hair.

“Bratty little girls need to realize that they are to be seen, not heard. Now if you really want to save any ounce of adulthood you have, you best not fuss anymore during your spanking.” Elizabeth’s whines soon turned into full blown sobs, which grew louder with each landing of the paddle on her tender cheeks. Hot tears poured out of her eyes, running down her scarlet face that was dripping with sweat. With each passing moment, Lorelai could feel the defensiveness leaving Elizabeth’s body as it began to be replaced with compliance.

An then it happened, the paddling appeared to break through the cocky persona of the red head. “Please I’ll be a good girl, I’ll do anything and listen to anything you say,” Elizabeth’s voice cried out, now sounding more like a little girl rather than a hot shot professional. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

Satisfaction crept on Lorelai’s face with an accomplished smirk. She knew that it would be pretty easy to break Elizabeth’s will but it was shocking how just a few smacks of a cherry wood paddle turned back the hands of time, making her scrambling to be a good little girl.

“I’m sure you are, but there are quite a few of these punishments lined up for you. 28 years of being a spoiled little brat isn’t just fixed after one paddling,” Lorelai said as she stroked Elizabeth’s red locks. “Now there’s 10 more paddlings left, can you count them with me? After each one, I want you to say ‘Thank you Miss Lorelai’”.

Struggling to gain any sort of composure, all she could do was nod. However that wasn’t good enough for Lorelei, who made that evident with pulling her hair while repeating herself. “Yes, okay okay,” Elizabeth squeaked out. “Excuse me little one,” Lorelai smacked the paddle once again across the woman’s bottom. “Yes Miss Lorelai,” Elizabeth sobbed.

Perhaps it was because her bottom was already so raw from spankings, or maybe it was the humiliation of being at the mercy of a woman so close to her age, but the ten paddlings were the most painful two minutes of her entire life. After squeaking out the last ‘Thank you Miss Lorelai’, Elizabeth laid limp sobbing her heart out. Lorelai shifted the young woman onto her lap, and curled her up into her chest.

“Doesn’t it feel much better not to play pretend you’re a big tough girl,” Lorelai hushed as she rubbed her manicured nails down Elizabeth’s back. “Now we’re going to continue to reinforce that lesson. I want you to stand in the corner for a half hour, then its diapers, pajamas and nap time.” Elizabeth’s eyes grew wider, but she was afraid to utter a single word against her captor. 

“Because if you can’t behave yourself, then I can’t trust that you have enough self control to make it to the potty,” Lorelai explained. With her pants still around her ankles, Elizabeth was led across the room to the corner. Still sobbing quietly, Elizabeth stood facing the wall while rubbing her bottom. “Maybe this will help you calm down sweetheart,” Lorelai reached into her sweater pocket and popped a pacifier into the red head’s mouth. Completely beaten down into submission, Elizabeth was grateful to take the pacifier as if it was a cool drink of water.

The first installment on here seemed to be a fan favorite. So without further adieu, here are more ways to keep your little one’s cheeks on fire subtly while out and about. For my fellow humiliation enthusiasts, your cheeks may be flushed after reading this.

For a short amount of time, have them hand over their cell phone. Change the passcode so they have to bring it to you for permission each time they want to access their phone.

Waiting in line or noticing they’re getting restless, ask if they have to go potty or remind them that they’ll be back in the car for a change as soon you’re finished here.

If they’re walking too far ahead of you, call after them ‘excuse me’ and watch them freeze in their tracks.

During meal time, don’t let them make their own plate of food. When you put it on their plate, make sure to cut up all the big pieces of meat so they don’t choke! 

When they head off to the bathroom, remind them to wash their hands with soap after going potty. After they come back, call them over to inspect their hands to make sure you can smell soap. Really want to see blushing action? Say you don’t smell soap, and send them back to wash their hands again.

If they are allowed to use the potty, make sure they know to keep the door opened so you can supervise. After a few minutes that they’re in there, make sure to call out to see if they’re okay and ask if they need help. 

Do you see that their eyes are getting glassy and struggling to stay awake? Insist that it’s time to rest their eyes, remind them that they don’t have to go to sleep but they have to lay down for quiet time. Remind them that they always insist they’re not tired before nap time, and within minutes sleep always seems to come. 

When changing them, make sure to give them a stuffie or a toy to play with, reminding them to lay still like a good little one while you clean them up. 

When waking them up in the morning, have them sit on the floor with their blanket and bring them a bottle of juice while putting on cartoon. There’s something about be woken up and babied right from the get go that sets the tone for the day.

If they start complaining or fussing while out and about, lean in closely and ask if you have to take them outside to the car for a spanking, or are they ready to start behaving.

After getting dressed for the day, make a big deal, cooing over what a sweet little thing they look.

Lift up their skirt or unbutton their pants to inspect if they have the appropriate panties on.

After their shower, check their hair to make sure it smells like shampoo and inspect under their nails.