🌧️unpotty training chart🌧️

1 - Immediately upon getting home, you must find a housemate to diaper you. You are not allowed to be in the house undiapered and are not allowed to remove diapers yourself.

2 - Your diaper stash, diaper pail, and changing pad are now stored openly in the common area. Every housemate has the absolute right to check you and bring you there for a change at any time, no matter who else may be present.

3 - The door will be removed from your bedroom. If you plan to hump in your diapers, you must message the house's group chat and request permission. All housemates must unanimously agree that you've earned the privilege, and at least one housemate must be present and observing you while you hump your pampers.

You have trained yourself to respond to the softness. The way your legs part slightly. The way your breathing changes

The way your bladder shifts from full to empty with no resistance at all

It’s not an accident anymore. You are not caught off guard. You are not surprised. You expect it now.

You welcome it because obedience feels better than control ever did.

And that is what this diaper gives you. Not just release but relief.

Freedom from over thinking. Freedom from pretending you can still manage it. Freedom to let your diaper handle everything

You don’t need to keep track of anything not how long it’s been not how full you are not if it’s number one or number two

If the diaper is on you’re done

That’s the rule. And rules don’t bend just because you blush

In fact the more embarrassing it feels the deeper the conditioning goes

Image credit Diaper Slave

push… push… Ohhh Daddy, look at your good little diaper girl! I’m being such a obedient baby right now, squatting on all fours with my paci bobbing in my mouth while I make big, warm poopies right into the seat of my thick, shiny diaper.

I can feel it starting to come out—soft, heavy, and so much—spreading across my bottom and slowly filling every inch of the padding until the back is bulging and sagging heavily between my thighs. The mush is getting so full it’s pushing the crinkly material outward in a big, obvious lump, making my diaper nice and heavy while that warm, squishy feeling hugs me tight. Every little wiggle just makes the mess shift and smear even more, and I love it.

I don’t even think about the potty anymore, Daddy. You made sure of that. I’m completely and totally diaper dependent now—your helpless, padded baby who only goes in her diapers like a good girl should. No big-girl panties, no toilet, just thick, crinkly protection that you change when you decide it’s time. And right now this diaper is getting so full and messy because of you… and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

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The diapers were okay at first but then came the things like no screen time because babies don’t need smartphones, they need to play, and she gets toys to fill the time you have. Your internet is monitored by her and you get the same treatment all growing babies need.

i mostly listen to the compact loop of Orgasm Go Bye Bye by Miss Lillith Unleashed. the compact loop is available on her patreon and i use that for most of my daily training, and it’s what i’m listening to rn! i especially like it because it intentionally leaves out the suggestion from the original that someone else can still allow you to orgasm, which really reinforces a permanent loss of ability to cum, which is what i’m after.

i sometimes use her other loops for background listening during the day, i like Cumming is Temporary, Horny is Forever a lot too. Her Bimbo series is also wonderful, but much better for home alone drops

i also love Dumber is Funner by Dolly Dreaming, but tbh it gets me a little too wet and dumb for too much background play while i’m working on other things

Think about this…

You’re home from running errands with your mommy. There’s a trunk full of groceries, as well as a few more packs of diapers, wipes, and other supplies for your changing table that you picked up at the AB/DL supply store on the way home.

Meanwhile, your diaper is soaked. In your car seat you feel the warm padding, firmly pressed against your bits by the crotch strap of the five point harness.

Mommy turns off the car. She doesn’t let you out, not until she’s finished unloading the trunk and putting stuff away. She doesn’t want you wandering around unsupervised - so it’s better to keep you securely strapped into baby bondage.

It takes a while, 15 or so minutes. You’re bored the whole time, your pacifier is the only thing in reach, and thats just because it’s strapped to your onesie. The white teddy bears barely pop against the soft pink background, but the snaps look like they are struggling to keep hold.

Then, your mommy returns. Without saying anything she removes your buckle and helps you stand out of the car. She holds you by the wrist, and brings you to the nursery.

Obediently, you wait by the changing table for her to finish putting away your diapers. You still have a few to go through before opening the new packs, and even more in the closet of different thicknesses and designs.

Then, she picks you up by the armpits, and puts you on your back, so you’re lying down on the changing table. A strap is secured over your chest, and your wrists are slipped into the cuffs above your head.

She unsnaps your onesie, and checks your diaper.

“Hmm…” she says.

That’s it.

She starts to undo the damp padding and you look forward to a dry diaper. But instead, when she lifts your legs, she doesn’t start wiping you down. She just applies a fresh dusting of baby powder, checks the lock on your chastity device, and then tapes the padding back around your waist.

“Mommy?” you ask.

“Shhh, don’t worry baby,” mommy says. “You just need more powder to make sure you don’t get a rash, I was certain you pooped your pants back there, but you must have just tooted.”

She refastens your onesie, and then releases you from the changing table restraints.

Come here, Mommy's got you.

You know this isn't the first time you've had an accident this week...

I think it's about time we switched you to something more "age appropriate" since you can't seem to control yourself anymore.

These nice thick diapers should do the trick!

Hmm. Come to think of it, you're accidents are quite large. Why don't we start with two diapers and some stuffers?

There we go, all nice and snug, but something seems missing...

Oh I know! Let's get you in this cute onesie and then you'll look perfect!

Oh my gosh you are so adorable! Come on and get in this stroller!

Oh, sweet girl, are you working on your curtsy for momma?