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little girl who shouldn't be trusted in pullups...

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little using their diaper mid make out session with cg…
lips locked, adrenaline rushing, completely oblivious to their potty signals until they feel warmth spreading and being sucked away from their skin
or maybe they really do know they need to go but don’t want to ruin the moment. they’ll be ok, they can hold it, just one more minute, this feels so good…all is well until cg catches them off guard with a nibble of their ear or grab of their crotch. they gasp and all off a sudden the floodgates open, or they unclench and a mound forms in the back of their padding
panting in between kisses, grinding their hips into cg’s lap, wet diaper stifling any real sensation for the little. cg on the other hand is getting a crotch full of warmth and weight and loving every minute of it.
maybe they’ll initiate more make out sessions right before changing time from now on…
👾messy middle👾
(short work of md/lb fiction. all characters are CONSENTING ADULTS!!! i do not condone minors in kink!!! also this is shamelessly indulgent bc messy middle boys have been my kryptonite lately ugh!!!!!)
when i walked into the living room, i immediately smelled something funny. riley was laying on his tummy on the floor playing video games, wearing his pokemon pajamas with a blue pullup peeking through the pants waistband.
he’d told me he was feeling like a big boy that night, big enough to skip the diaper and onesie that i sometimes put him in for bedtime.
i’d allowed it, simply because i loved seeing him like this in a pullup and his cute lil pjs. especially with his messy hair and sleepy eyes as he played his game, a content expression on his face.
“hi baby,” i said when i walked in. “how’s your game?”
“it’s good!!! i’m about to beat this boss!”
“you’re so good at that one! does it smell a little weird in here to you?” i asked, frowning as i leaned against the doorframe.
riley shifted slightly, and suddenly i could see the lump in the back of his seat. i knew just from a glance, his pullup should not be looking that full.
“baby…” i said, kneeling down on the floor next to him.
“what, mama?” he looked up at me sleepily as i rubbed his back.
“you’re a little stinky. did you poop?”
he paused his game, then looked over his shoulder at his full pullup underneath his pajama pants.
“oh, um… i guess i did.”
“you didn’t even realize?”
he blushed, and reached a hand back to feel the back of his pullup. he blushed even darker when he felt his mess.
“i guess i was so focused on my game, i didn’t really notice i was going…”
“oh honey… you didn’t even know you were going poopy?”
he hid his face in his hands.
“mmph, i guess i didn’t.”
“can you let me check you, please?”
he hesitated, then shook his head.
“no?” i asked.
he made an embarassed sound, something between a giggle and a whine. his cheeks were scarlet.
“you can, mom. i’m just embarassed. i can’t believe i didn’t even know i was… going.”
“that’s never happened before, huh?”
he whined. “never. i’m usually big enough to know if i need to go number two.”
“you usually are, but it’s okay. accidents happen, okay?”
“okay, mom,” riley said, his voice small.
“let’s just have a lil looksie.”
with riley still laying on his tummy, i pulled his pajama pants off so he was just in his pokemon t-shirt and pullup.
i rubbed his back gently, keeping him grounded and soothed while i checked his pullup. i didn’t even need to — there was no hiding what he’d done.
“that’s not even a little accident,” i giggled, feeling the back of riley’s pullup. “this is a full-up, huh? and you couldn’t even feel this while you were gaming?”
riley giggled, but it sounded more like a moan. “mooooom, stop. i feel it now.”
“i bet.” i laughed, patting his bum.
“are you gonna change me?” riley asked, looking up at me hopefully. no matter how much of a “middle” riley was, he always loved the intimacy of changes.
“yes, silly. you’re not going to sleep like that.” i kept rubbing his back. “can you stand up for me so we can go change you in the bathroom? i have a feeling this is gonna be a yucky change.”
he nodded, carefully standing up and shuffling to the bathroom.
“get your stuff ready for me, okay, riley?” i called down the hall to him.
he nodded.
when i made my way to the bathroom, riley was standing patiently with his changing mat on the bathroom floor, his wipes and barrier cream next to a clean pullup.
god, i loved him exactly like this. obedient and sweet and eager for my touch, my care. standing there waiting for direction, in his rawest and most vulnerable.
my sweet 26 year old boyfriend who was also just a little boy in a messy pullup. i loved that i got to have both sides of him.
“thank you, sweet boy. how’s that full-up feel?” i teased, squishing his bum lightly.
“oh, mom,” he whimpered, head falling to my shoulder. “it feels…really full.”
“i bet,” i giggled. “let’s get you out of that.”
“thank you.”
riley carefully laid down on his changing mat, looking up at me with adoration.
“sweet, sweet boy. you look so beautiful like this. you ready to get all clean?”
“yes please, mom.”
changes were one of my favorite times to show affection, just showering riley with kisses and gentle rubs and caresses over his chest and tummy, before finally tackling his pullup.
i helped riley get all cleaned up, watching his sweet expressions the whole time. i loved how squirmy and blushy he got.
after disposing of all the trash, i paused to wash my hands. then i held up the clean pullup riley had selected.
“you think you can handle another pullup after that full-up you just made?”
riley turned as red as a lobster.
“hmm?” i coaxed an answer from him.
“no, mama. probably not.”
“that’s right, probably not. what do you think you need instead? can you tell me?”
riley whimpered while i teased him. “…a diaper.” he finally said.
“that’s right, let’s try a diaper tonight. maybe if you can keep it clean, we can give pullies a try again tomorrow. sound fair?”
riley nodded.
we both knew he would not be getting pullies tomorrow.
Ollie and Felix coded ngl
filling my diapers is my full-time job 🤤

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subby lil knight: a ren faire md/lb fic 🐉👸🛡️
(all characters are consenting adults!!! i do not condone engaging in kink in public! this is fantasy!)
“mommy, do i have to wear this to ren faire?” sam asked as i laid him down on top of an open diaper.
“yes, baby. your knight outfit has a lot of layers. too many to be taking off to go potty. and besides… didn’t somebody have an accident just two days ago?”
his cheeks burned scarlet and he covered his face. “maybe…”
“you wanna remind mommy what happened?” i asked gently as i started to sprinkle baby powder all over and rub it into his skin. i didn’t want this cranky boy getting a rash.
“i told mommy i could handle big boy pants, but then i drank a lot of water and i didn’t make it to the potty.”
“and you went pee pee in your pants, right? in front of your friends?”
“mommy, stop reminding me, it’s so embarassing.” sam said, giggling behind his hands.
“that was pretty embarassing, huh? so to save you from having another potty accident like that, you’re going to be diapered today. make sense?”
sam sighed. “makes sense.”
“attaboy,” i said, starting to tape the thick diaper onto my lil guy. he squirmed, but i could see his brain relax and go fuzzy as soon the diaper hugged his lil boy parts.
i gave the front of the diaper a few firm pats, then helped sam sit up on the changing mat.
“will anyone be able to tell?”
i shook my head. “no way, baby. your armor will hide it just fine. and everyone will be too silly n tipsy from all the mead, no one will be paying attention to your diapered butt.”
“okay,” sam said, but he still looked nervous.
“c’mon, brave knight, don’t you wanna put your armor on?”
he blushed at the compliment. “yeah mommy.”
i helped him into the first layer, a pair of loose brown linen pants and a flowy white shirt. i watched from the bed as he belted the shirt on his own.
his tattooed chest and forearms peeking out from the flowy fabric drove me crazy. he was so fucking hot. even hotter knowing there was a diaper underneath his layers, and no doubt it would be soggy before long.
the next layer was the chainmail that we’d bought for this very occasion. sam, who loved anything medieval just as much as i did, had been overjoyed when i surprised him with the outfit.
“it’s really heavy, lil knight, so if you need to take it off at any point, we can.” i told him, adjusting the chainmail as it hung on his chest.
“but mommy, you need your knight to be dressed properly. how else am i gonna protect my princess?”
now it was my turn to blush. i giggled and kissed sam gently on the lips. “such a devoted little knight, aren’t you?”
he nodded proudly.
“you just need your sword now.” i said, finding the fake sword and sheath, which attached to sam’s belt.
once he was all ready, he looked in the mirror, admiring the outfit.
“i feel so fucking cool,” he said.
“language.” i snapped.
“oops. sorry mommy,” he giggled, correcting himself. “i feel very very cool.”
“much better. you ready to hit the road, lil man?”
he nodded, and we packed up the car and started the drive to the ren faire.
from the outside, we looked like every other couple. a knight and princess, nothing out of the ordinary. but under all those layers was my knight’s big poofy diaper. and under my princess dress was a cute little pullup. the leather backpack thrown over my pack carried all the usual things- water bottle, keys, wallet, gum… but it also held a spare diaper, wipes, diaper cream, and the travel changing mat.
i loved changing sam in a family restroom at a public event. the blushiness that came over him when i told him that it was time for a change was the cutest thing i’d ever seen. i loved it so much.
“what do you wanna do first, sammy?” i asked as we entered the wooded clearing of the ren faire. there were signs pointing towards different booths selling turkey legs and honeyed wine, vendors showing off gorgeous hand-made textiles, and little stages with performances happening everywhere you looked.
sam looked overwhelmed with joy as he took it all in. “mmm, i’m a little thirsty mama.”
“should we get some mead? do you think you can handle a big-boy drink?”
he nodded “i can handle it! please mom?”
i chuckled. “okay, sweet boy.”
the woman working the drink booth was wearing a gorgeous floral corset and fairy ears. she smiled kindly as we approached, and then her eyes locked in on sam.
“well, hi handsome!” she said to sam, and i watched him look over at me nervously and blush. “what can i get for you, brave knight?”
sam looked at me again, looking unsure of himself. i stepped in to help, rubbing his back gently.
“he’ll have the blueberry mead. and i’ll have the strawberry, please.”
i paid the woman, and sam ducked behind my back shyly, burying his face in my shoulder.
“aww, is someone feeling shy?” the pretty bartender teased. “what’s his name?” this was directed towards me, which amused me. she could tell i was the grown-up here.
“sam,” i said. “he’s my lil guy. he’s definitely a little shy around strangers, aren’t you, bug?”
he blushed, looking up at the lady and nodding.
“oh, that’s okay!” she said to sam sweetly. “strangers can be scary, huh? good thing you’ve got such a nice mom to look after you.”
“she’s not my mom! she’s my girlfriend…” sam said, but his voice was unconvincing.
the bartender and i both chuckled.
“why not both, lil bug? i’m both, right?” i asked.
sam nodded, looking at the ground. “you’re both.”
the bartender giggled and got our drinks for us, winking at sam as she handed the meads over.
“have fun with your ‘girlfriend’” the woman teased.
as we walked away, sam’s cheeks were beet-red.
“you okay, bug? sorry about the teasing…”
he nodded, still looking overwhelmed and embarassed by the whole interaction.
we sat down at a picnic table next to a few other groups of people dressed as fairies, pirates, and ogree. “how about a snack? i packed your favorite!”
i reached into the backpack to produce a bag of pirate booty.
“eat something, sweet pea. you’ll need it if you’re drinking big-boy drinks today.”
sam eagerly accepted the bag and started to crunch on the little puffed snacks. he looked lost in thought while he ate. he didn’t touch his mead.
“are you sure you’re okay, sammy? is there anything you need to tell me?”
sam put the snack down and looked over at me.
“was that lady flirting with me?” he asked.
“i think she was. you’re a handsome lil guy. women notice that, baby.”
“it made me feel funny.”
“oh yeah? which part made you feel funny?”
“her laughing at me for being a baby.”
“c’mere.” i said, guiding sam to lean his head on my shoulder. he obliged, wrapping his arms around my middle. i rubbed his back gently, soothingly.
“i think that lady was just trying to be nice, but you’re right, she had no right to tease you. that’s mommy’s job, right?”
sam giggled softly. “right.”
“eat your snack, lil guy. do you still want your drink?”
he stared at it, looking unsure.
i reached into the backpack and pulled out his insulated sippy cup with dragons on it. “what if mom poured it into this?”
sam smiled and nodded. “yes please, mommy.”
“very good.”
i poured his drink into the sippy cup and screwed the lid on. i watched as he happily took it and started sucking on the straw.
“after we have our snack, i think there’s a stuffed dragon over there with your name on it…”
sam’s eyes lit up again and he hugged me.
“love you, mommy.”
“i love you, lil knight.”
i yearn to have a diapered girlfriend that I smooch a bunch and beat up and be mean to sometimes and sometimes she’s mean to me too but in like a consensual lesbian way and afterwards we have great food and watch funny stuff and we go out sometimes (both dipped bc obviously) and we take hot pics in the ladies room together while looking like the cuntiest people at the function
Roll for potty
the idea is to have a little game that simulates being in potty training. sometimes you make it easy, sometimes it's a close call. I'm normally not so big on Omo so idk if these are realistic holding times.
Here's the game: after every time you pee you roll a d20. once you next feel a need to pee do the corresponding results. After you pee wether successful in holding or not, roll again
20: Critical success. You can go pee in the bathroom like an adult.
19-15: hold for 30 minutes before using the restroom
14-10: hold for 90 minutes before using the restroom
9-5: Hold for 3 hours before using the restroom
4-2: Hold for 5 hours before using the restroom
1: Critical Failure: No matter where you are if you feel any pressure, it's going in your pants.
Don't worry, you can always forfeit. if you're okay with diapers.
Love this. Need to try it sometime.
Frequently going around with wet knickers or a damp patch on your pants but insisting you dont have accidents. Squirming and wriggling and bouncing almost every day but still refusing to admit you ever wet yourself. Having to change your sheets every morning but insisting that you absolutely dont still wet your bed.
Every leak and puddle is just a totally out of the ordinary one-off, it doesnt count as an accident!
people who freeze when they wet themselves. maybe they’re in a big crowd, or maybe they’re right in front of the toilet. but either way, they completely freeze up at the first trickle. the slightest dampness in their underwear and all of a sudden they’re useless. they can’t move, even as they’re actively pissing. the thought to get to a bathroom or to take their pants off and actually pee in the toilet doesn’t even cross their mind. they’re just so afraid of having an accident that their body just makes it happen. they just stand there, piss gushing down their thighs, forming a puddle around their feet. they can’t even talk, can’t try to explain themselves to anyone who might be watching. they just shake while they wet their pants completely.

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Some sillies of my wittle guy
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i had a messy accident in my training pants!🙊
tonights thought i cant get out of my head- begging and omo. specifically- having to admit theyre having an accident.
i Love when someones begging for the bathroom and is finally forced to admit that if they dont go right this second theyre going to have an accident. but one thing i never see is someone having to admit theyre already peeing their pants
some ideas-
two people, or a group of people, are on a roadtrip. the driver is very strict about their time, and jokes at the start of the journey they wont pull over "unless someone is actively peeing their pants". several hours later, despite holding themselves as hard as they can, squirming and crossing and uncrossing their legs, and leaking little spurts for the past half hour- a tiny trickle finally starts coming out, and they know the end is near. so they shout to the driver "fuck- pull over! i need to pee so bad!" "dude, i told you, im not pulling over unless-" "i am peeing my pants! right now! pull over!!!"
someones in an important work meeting, and no matter what, they cant interrupt. they already had to pee before the meeting started, but they thought they could hold it. they cant hold themselves or squirm- that'd be unprofessional. so the most they can do is cross their legs and clench their muscles and pray the meeting ends soon. it doesnt. finally, at their limit, their bladder gives out without any warning, and a soft, muffled hissing comes from their crotch as pee soaks through their nice work clothes, before being absorbed by the plush office chair theyre sitting in. tears well up in their eyes and they bite back a sob- and their boss pauses the presentation they were giving, frowning as they ask if theyre okay. all eyes are now on them and the room is quiet, as they have to sob "no! im having an accident!"
someone already desperate in a very long bathroom line. theyve already had to embarrass themselves by openly holding themselves and potty dancing- but if they dont, they'll lose it. only halfway through the line, they start to leak, and they know theres no way theyll last until their turn. so, still holding themselves, they run to the front of the line as the leaks come quicker and last longer, leaving obvious dark streaks down their pant legs. frantically dancing on the spot, they have to beg the person first in line. "please- please let me skip ahead of you, im wetting myself!"
Get ready with me

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i loveee middle coded accident phrases . like toddler words like "did oopsies" or "went pottypants" are cute and all but once you're old enough that no one else is required to keep spare clothes at school there's a much more universal shame in how you talk about it
"i went to the bathroom in my pants.."
"i think i sorta peed the bed"
"i didn't make it in time..."
"i can't hold it anymore!"
"i pooped in my underwear.."
"i went number one on myself"
"it just... came out!"
yeah
honorable mention to crying and gasping "oh no! oh no!" when you realize you're going in your pants
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