padded wolf

My new life with Daddy turned out to be a journey of self-discovery. In the beginning, I struggled to take it all seriously. Being diapered for the first time felt so silly, but little did I know how needy and submissive I would soon become. It took some getting used to, but as the days passed, the feeling of thick padding between my legs made me feel so cute and little.

In the beginning, I often missed my old life before I had met Daddy. I partied with friends, went shopping, made dinner. But the longer I spent with Daddy, the self-sufficient, independent young man started to fizzle. My idea of normal became skewed. At some point, wetting myself didn’t even cross my mind anymore. The idea of me wearing big boy undies like I used to felt so foreign and distant. Then came the milk babas, then the pacifiers. And the strangest part was that I grew fond of the feeling of a rubber nipple between my lips. Soon enough, I had realized that this internal battle was a scam. The big boy I pretended to be before Daddy came into my life was gone. Now, my biggest priority was filling every page of my new coloring book.

“Dawww, look at my little toddler,” Daddy smirked down at me from his leather recliner chair. “Can you believe it’s been almost a year since Daddy first diapered you? I couldn’t be more proud of my sweet baby boy.”

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