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You couldn’t help but smile as you watched her browse the endless amount of stuffies. She was so lost in little space, not even noticing or caring about the diaper peeking out under her dress.
“Daddy look at this one! Is a penguin!!” she squeals in utter delight.
“It is, princess! I bet it waddles just like you too!” you tease her.
“Nooo! But daddyyyy I dun waddle! I walk like a princess!”
“Is that so, princess? What about when you make your oopsie daisies in your diapees?”
You watch as she squirms, red-faced and blushy. “No, I’m a big girl daddy! I don’t make ickies! You bein a meanie!”
You laugh as she wanders off to keep looking for a stuffie. It’s a big choice for her, you only let her get one stuffie today, much to her dismay.
She pauses for a few seconds, body growing tight, legs squeezing together. You know what’s about to happen. But a few seconds later, she’s back to grabbing stuffies, testing them for cuddliness.
You smile, trying to keep out of sight, not wanting to break the spell. She’s never cuter than when she makes her pushies in little space—especially when it happens in public.
Her diaper isn’t her concern. She knows that’s for Daddy to worry about. All she cares about is finding the perfect stuffie.
She freezes again, this time her legs bucking slightly. Unfazed, she keeps looking for stuffies, not caring she’s frozen in place.
You’re almost as lost in the moment as she is. Consumed by the overwhelming display of cuteness unfolding before you. Caring for her has been better than you ever imagined after she blubbered her way through confessing her dd/lg kink.
You watch as her squat gets deeper and deeper. She’s still happily playing with her stuffie, completely oblivious of her diaper now peeking below her dress.
She grunts softly. You fight to stay quiet. You’d never forgive yourself for ruining this moment. Soft crinkles of her diaper reach your ears, barely more than a whisper. You see her diaper expand as she grunts again.
Her diaper continues to expand as she happily grabs another stuffie. Cheeks red with effort—but not embarrassment. You doubted she even knew she was filling her diaper.
She finished and immediately continued to browse, not showing any signs she just messed her diaper.
You knew you’d have to step in soon. She may not care about her smelly diaper—but you do. It’s a daddy’s duty after all. You head over to her.
“Hi Daddy!” she purrs contentedly.
“Do you have something to tell me, Princess?”
“A stuffie?”
“No, not a stuffy, silly.”
She looks at you confused, albeit slightly guilty. “Then what, Daddy?”
“You tell me, pumpkin!”
“I, uh…” she mumbles, taking a few steps back.
“Come here, Princess. I think you’re hiding something!”
“Nuh uh, Daddy! I promise!”
“If you have nothing to hide, then come over here!”
“Dadddddyyyyy! ’m not hiding nothin!”
“Sweetie, I’m going to count to three. If you’re not here by three you’re gonna be in big trouble! Especially if you’re hiding something from Daddy!”
“But, I…Daddy no!”
“One…”
“Daddy I’m not!”
“Two…”
“Stop, Daddy! No!”
You raise your eyebrows, daring her to defy you.
“Hmphfff,” she whines as she waddles over to you.
“Turn around Princess, I think you’re hiding a poopy in your diaper!”
“DADDDYYY!! I didn’t! No no no! I didn’t make any uh ohs!!! I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t!”
“Princess, now,” you say in your best Daddy voice.
Her face is now bright red in embarrassment. It’s too cute to fathom.
You turn her around, pulling her dress up to see her diaper.
“But Daddy! What if people see!”
“Nobody is here, Princess. And I see a lot of messies in your diaper!” you say as you pull back the top of the diaper, looking at her present to you.
“I-I-I….sorry Daddy I didn’t mean ‘ew do it!” she splutters, barely comprehensible.
“It’s okay, Princess! I know you can’t help it! You’re my poopy pamper princess, remember? That’s why I put you in diapers!”
“Daddy! 'm not a poopy pamper princess! ’m not ’m not ’m not!”
“Okay, okay, Princess. But it doesn’t mean you don’t have an icky, messy diaper for me to change! We have to go in the back and change that diaper!”
“Wha-? Daddy, here? I don’ wanna to be changed here! I wan go home!!!” she sobs.
“Sorry, Princess. Poopy pamper princesses don’t get to choose where Daddy changes their diaper!”
“Daddy no! I don' want changies!” she whines, stomping her feet.
“Sweetie, if you keep throwing a tantrum everyone here will know about your poopy diaper! Is that what you want?”
“No, Daddy I don’t care! No changies!”
She’s startled into silence as a store worker, a girl clearly younger than her, walks over. She’s smiling sweetly.
The employee kneels in front of her. “Honey, there’s nothing to be ashamed of! It’s just a messy diapee! It’s happens to every little one! That’s why your Daddy put you in diapers!”
You look at her in awe, knowing full well how humiliated your Princess must be hearing that.
“See Princess,” you say fighting to contain your laughter, “it’s okay! Now can we get you changed?”
She just stares at both of you, face redder than a tomato. She squirms in humiliation as she decides what to do.”
“We have family room in the back,” the worker added, “and the changing table should even be big enough for littles like you, sweetie!”
“That’s great, thank you!” you say to her, reveling in your little Princess’s humiliation, “what do you say to the pretty lady, Princess?”
She looks at you with daggers in her eyes, but is too mortified to keep throwing a fit. “I…thank you!” she whispers.
“No problem, cutie!” the employee answers, “icky diapers are no fun, huh?”
You grab her hand as you lead her to the bathroom. You decide she should get two stuffies today—she’s earned it.
She enjoys this more than you could ever hope to understand. Being in this position, towering over you mid-diaper change, looking deep into your eyes, seeing—feeling—your insatiable desire for her mixed with your humiliation, nourishes her. She never feels more powerfully feminine than she does in this position.
Basking in the wreckage of your shattered masculinity.
It's why she will never lock you away in chastity. She wants to see you get hard, proof of your futile desire for her. To her, locking it up would make it a thing. She gets far more enjoyment from ignoring it. Treating it—and you—as a testament to your lost masculinity.
It is nothing but a relic of the past, signifying nothing.
Which is why she never mentions it when she's changing you. Why she will never treat it like it’s anything that signifies sex or manhood. No, she just goes on with the change, wiping it, powdering it, without so much as a second thought.
She does it because it reinforces your place in her life.
She treats you no different than she would a toddler. In doing so, she emphasizes that you are no longer a sexual being. Not to her, not to yourself, not to anyone. You are just a diaper boy, nothing more.
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it’s been months since you last saw Miss E, months since you’d been diapered and babied. but there i am right in the middle of the street!
it’s been so long cutie! how are you? ☺️
it’s like just seeing me has unlocked all those blushy baby feelings you’ve been hiding the last few months. your bladder pangs and your knees tremble 😏
look how big and grownup you look! you almost even fooled Miss E into thinking you were just another adult walking down the sidewalk! 🤭😘
i get closer, holding eye contact with you while your body freezes in place
but we both know that isn’t true, is it honey? you’re just playing a nice long game of pretend, aren’t you? why, i wonder what would happen if i checked you right now…
before you can stop me, my little devious hands check your sensitive bits! you look around frantically, hoping no one recognizes the very public diaper check
baby, you’ve grown so big that you aren’t even wearing a diaper??? 😮🤭😈
i get on my tiptoes to whisper in your ear
but what if you have a, you know… an accident?
the word and my hushed voice trigger something deep within you. before you know it, you’ve completely soaked your pants! 🤩
silly baby!! 😂 i knew you were just playing pretend! too bad im on my way to watch another little, or else i’d change you right now!
guess you’ll just have to figure this little mess out for yourself sweetie! 😘🤭 tata for now!
it’s important to start small. Offer it to her at the slightest sign of discomfort or inconvenience. She may refuse at first, finding it too silly, but consistency is key. Once she begins to accept it, be sure to shower her in praise and affection as positive reinforcement for this type of behavior. There are days she may regress in her training and claim she doesn’t need it. Use these moments as learning opportunities for her by strapping her pacifier in her mouth for as long as is deemed necessary to help settle her down. As the dependency takes deeper root, keep her pacifier clipped to her top, so it’s never too far from her fussy, little reach. Soon she’ll be lost without the comfort she takes in nursing on her pacifier.
Encourage her to make her suckling obvious. The puffy cheeks and loud, greedy, wet smacks emitting from behind her pacifier shield provide her caregiver with the much needed proof that not only does baby have her pacifier securely in place where it belongs, but also that she is adequately acquiescing to her new accessory even when she’s out of sight. Sure, she’s guaranteed to have a chin that’s permanently drenched and dripping with drool, but that just means it’s time to add another accessory to her repertoire - her ✨bib✨
If she thought relying on a pacifier to regulate her emotions was humiliating at her age, just wait until she’s forced to have the shameful, spit soaked proof of her undeniable immaturity tied around her neck, on display for all to see.
Oopsie! Did someone just go poopy in his diapie? You always make the cutest expressions when you have an accident, sweetie. Your eyes go wide, your lips pucker up… just like this! You look so surprised that you’re pooping your pants!
I’m so glad your toilet untraining has been successful, babe. Making you diaper-dependent is the best decision I ever made! I know you're not very happy about being incontinent, but I promise that puffy Pampers are a much better look for you than those boring old boxer shorts you used to wear.
Awww, are you embarrassed? But Momma wuvs your adorable widdle potty face! And your cute, crinkly tushy-wushy! Yes she does! Yes she does! Come here, baby boy! Momma doesn't care how stinky your diaper is. Time for some cuddles!
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theres something thats so mind numbing about removal of privacy as an ageplay thing.
the idea of being so little, embarrassing, and gross all at the same time and you dont even get to hide it at all drives me wild I swear
just imagine, locked up in diapers, so pent up and desperately needing a release, but you're on the floor in front of mommy and big sis. you need to have an eye kept on you, cuz ur so small— but you also feel so needy that you can't control your impulses anymore
so you simply begin to rut in your diapers, maybe humping a beloved plushie. huffing and whimpering as the shame burns into your cheeks. youre not allowed to take your diapers off, because you are too little. you are not allowed to hide, because you are too little. your mommy and big sis will witness your humiliation and discipline you accordingly. after all, you are still just a little girl~
“Does baby want to make potty in her pants for Mommy?”
As she lay there tied to the bed desperate to release but equally desperate to hold it, you knew what was going to happen.
The hypnosis had worked perfectly again.
Every time you used the word “potty” her mind triggered the inevitable release.
She still hadn't fully figured it out, which only made the whole thing so much sweeter.
You knew what was about to happen before she finished whimpering
Despite the fact she has been your rival you had to acknowledge how cute she looked
Her thick Pampers crinkled with each little shuffle, the pastel prints stretched tight over her curves.
But then just as she thought she might be able to retain the slightest element of control her body betrayed her.
“Awww wassa matter baby? Did you make poopy in your diapey” you laughed at your boyfriend’s cuckolded wife as she violently and helplessly filled up her diaper in front of you.
Every day she would sit watching and giving words of encouragement.
Telling him how much she wanted him to cum for her.
As she forced him to hump a stack of pillows in his thick pink diapers.
How much she needed him to make spurties for “Mommy”
He felt humiliated and embarrassed.
It had been his idea to introduce diapers and age play to the relationship.
And now he regretted that selfish desire of his
Especially when he knew if he didn’t make cummies for her she would just keep him here in the nursery grinding and humping the pillows until he made a release.
This was not how he envisaged his love of diapers playing out…
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My babysitter doesn't show the slightest hint of surprise as I grunt and push a load into my diaper.
She smiles at me in that patronising superior way grown ups do to children.
As if she saw it coming from a mile off. Which in truth she did.
But do you know what the worst part of this is for me?
It’s not even the fact of soiling myself in front of a beautiful young woman or spending days trapped in soggy diapers with a large pacifier stuffed in my mouth.
Or even knowing I have to accept the indignity of being a human reduced to waiting for a babysitter to change my wet poopy diaper.
No. The worst part is how normalised this is from her perspective. How unremarkable. This is just the way it is.
She has not even the slightest recognition that I could possibly be embarrassed about pooping my diaper in front of her or having her change me right because that's just what babies do.
Babies fill their diapers, and babysitters change them. It's just what needs to be done
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