Yan ABDL

The best feeling in the world ☃️

You were sitting in your playpen like the good boy that you were, while daddy had his friend over for a cold beer. The men drank and laughed while you got bored in your playpen. You liked to be there from time to time, but you were getting bored with the toys faster than usual. Suddenly everything seemed stupid to you. The toys, the playpen, even your onesie and diaper. Daddy was passing by and lowered himself to you. You wanted to say something to him.

“Daddy I…” it’s the only thing you’ve said as daddy pressed a pacifier into your lips.

“Shhh little one, the adults are talking. Don’t be fussy now.” he said using a childish voice.

You knew better not to say anything, you knew he was in charge. You couldn’t see the TV from there so you kept on bashing the toys together.

Daddy and his friend kept on talking, but it wasn’t interesting to you so you didn’t listen.

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“He seems more agitated than usual.” said daddy’s friend.

“I know, ever since I locked his little penis, he’s restless. I wouldn’t say hornier, but restless. But I have a plan you know.” said daddy.

“Yeah? What is it” the friend asked.

“I’m going to make him be preoccupied in his playpen that he wouldn’t want to leave it. Have you ever seen a mirror hanging in front of a baby?” daddy asked as he looked at you.

“Sure, it's entertainment for them.” the friend said.

“Oh yeah, I’m planning on that… entertainment…” daddy said and stood up.

You were playing in the playpen as daddy passed by. You had to go in your diaper. You felt the warmth over your caged penis, the same feeling you felt during the last month. Out of nowhere, you saw daddy was clipping something to the side rails of the playpen. It was a mirror. A big, white framed mirror. It was so big you could see yourself and the whole crib.

“There there baby, I got something new for you. Let’s have some tummy time in front of your new mirror.” daddy commanded and handled you from a sitting position to laying on your stomach.

He patted your diapered butt, pressed your pacifier, then walked back to the couch. He sat down while he and his friend was looking at you. You looked away with embarrassment to the mirror that was hanging above your head. You saw how babied you looked and imagined how the men were seeing you all evening. The embarrassment increased.  As you were laying there, something else happened. Your dick had started to pulse in the cage. It wanted to get out, super fast. When you thought about it, you couldn’t remember when was the last time you were horny or had a failed erection in the cage. You didn’t understand what went on out of nowhere. You looked at the mirror again and watch yourself sucking on the big blue pacifier. Again, your dick pulsed. Without realizing it, you’ve started to hump your wet diaper. Oh, it felt so good. Even though you were locked, there was enough friction for you to have some kind of fun. You watched your big diaper butt going up and down, which made you more excited. All of a sudden your stupid toys looked so cute and fun as they played in the scene you were watching in the mirror. The diapered felt so good, the pacifier felt so good. It was so fun being in the playpen. You kept on looking at the mirror.

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“Thank you for the evening, it was fun. My uber is downstairs. Wait, is your boy still preoccupied with the mirror? It’s been almost two hours!” 

Daddy having his friends over can be so tiring. Sometimes it’s too much and I’m finding myself almost falling asleep on the floor.

It begins when daddy dresses me up in the most babyish way that he can. It means a huge diaper butt, double diapered and stuffed. Then over it, my favorite printed skunk onesie and a tight overall that his friends wouldn’t miss my juvenile giant padding. He prepares the living room with my playing mat and all my favorite toys that he chose for me.

When the doorbell rings and they’re coming in, I feel my cheeks flushing red from the embarrassment. These older men are going to treat me like I’m no older than two years old. I hate it but I’m getting a stiffy in my diaper.

They’re greeting me by caressing my head, patting my back, hugging me, then they are off to say hello to daddy. One by one they are taking turns playing with me. One stands over me, baby talks to me, and makes me beg for my pacifier back. One sits by me and tells me what colors should I use for my coloring book. Another takes me into his lap and feeds me a bottle. I notice all of them are having a hard-on and touching themselves as they are playing with me. My stiffy hurts.

It becomes so late and I’m so tired. Daddy and his friends are talking and laughing, touching each other, kissing each other, while I sit on the floor, watching the men being men. They are starting to take off their clothes and move to the bedroom. I was their appetizer, just an early treat, now they are moving to the real meal. My peepee hurts so bad. I want to join them, but I can’t. Daddy says I’m not a man enough to have sex anymore. I take my trusted dog plushie to hold and lay on the floor. I’m so tired and daddy wouldn’t be available to put me to bed anytime soon. I might just take a little nap while moans come from the bedroom.

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It’s been six months since I forced my husband to wear diapers to bed. Three months since I dressed him up in onesies and gave him his night teddy bear. One month since he started to wake up wet, having accidents in his sleep. But lately, something different is happening.

Sometimes it happens after I get up, sometimes when I’m still in bed. I see him waking up slowly, half-asleep even, turning into his stomach and starting to hump his wet diaper. I know he likes to cum in his diapers from time to time, mainly around sex, but his recent behavior is deeper than just sex. He developed a need, a need to hump his morning diaper, it doesn’t matter if I’m there or not. He starts slowly, still with his eyes closed. Going back and forth, picking up the pace. The quiet room filled with muffled crinkles. He does it until he makes a cute little noise, tired and content, he stops and goes back to bed for a little while.

Today I got up early and made myself a cup of coffee. I came back to see if my husband got up, but he was still lying there, sleeping. Wearing his adorable cars onesie, still sucking his pacifier and holding his teddy. I love him so much, but I can’t see him as a man anymore, he is just my baby boy.

Like every morning lately, he starts with humping away his diaper. We used to have morning sex, but now he has his diaper and I have an idea. I came closer to the bed and kneeled next to his side. I put one hand over his lower back, the other on his head, playing with his hair. I gave his lower back small pushes, setting a rhythm. I played with the tips of his hair, caressing his ear. 

“That’s my good boy. Good morning. Does my baby like his morning diaper?” I asked silently. He nodded while making noises from sucking his pacifier, still with his eyes closed.

“Good. Do you like being my baby?”

The pace picked up as I asked and he nodded again. I let him go at it for another minute, while I was stroking his body.

“I know you feel like a baby and I feel the same way about you, you are nothing more than a baby, my baby”

He didn’t need my help anymore with his lower back, he was thrusting while holding his teddy bear closer.

“Now that I got you as a baby in my life, I need a real man with me. A man who wants real sex and not to hump his little peepee to his wet dippy” I whispered into his ear.

“Do it baby, make love to your wet diaper while I’ll look for a new daddy” I said and gave his diaper a little spank.

“YYYEEEAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” He shouted while his body tensed and exploded in his diaper.

I got up on my feet, looking at him from above.

He was catching his breath through the pacifier’s mouthguard. He didn’t dare to look at me, I was sensing he was confused.

The deal was simple.

You would wear a pull up to bed instead of diaper. If you woke up without any leaks, no more nights locked in diapers. No more nights in the crate while your partner hooked up with your ex.

The catch? If you leaked, it wasn’t only back to sleeping in diapers for you. It was going to be 24/7 diapers. Permanently.

You thought the deal was good, finally an opportunity to cum inside your boyfriend instead of a diaper!

What you didn’t know… the hypno your partner had been playing for you the last 6 months meant this wasn’t a game at all. It was a trap. And one you waddled right into.

By 6 in the morning the bed was soaked. Your partner woke you up with their laughter. They FaceTimed your ex as they threw your shame on your face and locked you in the crate.

24 hour diapey challenge complete 😝😏. I wore a M megamax and a L dino diapey with a stuffer. It was only right it ended with a happy ending 😈🙈 but of course it's right back into thick pampers I go.

By now I became daddy’s little boy and accepted my role in the house. Nothing was forced on me anymore, I just took it all. I had no resistance in me anymore, not physical nor emotional. I got used to being changed whenever and wherever. Daddy only talks to me like I’m a little boy, not a man. Baby boy’s routine became my routine, and the routine turned me into a baby boy.

Daddy used me however he wanted. Taking my paci out of my mouth and sticking his big one. Spanking me for acting bigger than my appropriate age until I cried. Sometimes even ripping my soak diaper in the middle of the night and fucking me to the nightlight’s light over my giant crib.

The first time he’d let one of his friends use me, I tried to protest, but I got a time out, then spanked so hard I begged daddy for his friend’s dick. I felt so humiliated when I was sent to my crib early that evening. Crying into my pillow while daddy and his friend watched the news in the living room. Then one night while I played with my toys in my room, I heard a group of people coming into the house. I was so ashamed to get out of my room. Letting so many men seeing me like that wasn’t a thing I wanted, but when daddy opened the room’s door wide open, I already knew I had no choice. He changed me into a thick diaper and a romper, clipped a paci to it and stuck it back to my mouth. Daddy put his hand on my back and pushed me outside. In the living room, there were ten men. Most older than me but some younger. Some fit guys and some chubs. Some had a smile when they saw me, some just a grind. Daddy told me to crawl to the playpen in the middle of the room, as I was complied to do. Sitting in the playpen, ten horny men around me were touching themselves. I saw my favorite teddy bear sitting in front of me. I grew a special connection to this teddy over time and took him to my side, which made the men even more aroused. Some of them took their cocks out and came closer to me all around. Some of the men drank from bottles of beer, some glasses of whisky, few smoked cigarettes. The room got filled with smells of alcohol, smoke, a man musk. One of the cocks was so close to me, my mouth got open almost automatically and my paci fell out. Daddy came from my back and put it back, saying “No tasting, only touching” as he grabbed my two hands and put it over the man’s cock. I began to massage it as it grew hard. One man after another they came for my hands to touch their cocks. They loved it and kept on masturbating after I squeezed their raging boners.

Daddy came again, took my teddy bear, laid him on the floor, and said “You are going to lay down over teddy, and hump it until I tell you to”. As he helped me in the not so big playpen to my stomach, he pulled the romper straps down, leaving my back naked.

My diaper was wet, so humping was easy. I got used to humping my diaper. But it was usually alone in my crib, not in a living room full of men above me. I started to hump my diaper as I heard the men moan above me. From behind the playpen bars, I saw that one of the men put his beer bottle down. I kept on humping when I saw cigarette ashes fall to the floor. Daddy was asking one of them if he wanted more whisky. I don’t know how to describe it, but my penis got stiff. I was thrusting and thrusting as the men’s moans got louder. They loved me and I loved myself. I was daddy’s baby, he was proud of me, he was showing me off to his friends. I humped and humped faster and faster until I heard a great moan and felt something hot hitting my back. Suddenly time stood still and a split second became a minute. I felt the cum sticking to my back, the pacifier in my mouth, my stiffy in my wet diaper, and the playpen bars around me. Time got back to normal and I thrust even faster, then a second man came all over me, this time hitting my neck. Again time froze, and I felt the warmth of the cum on my neck and the warmth of my diaper around my penis. After the second time, the time came back to its normal pace, but a minute later a rain of cum rained over me. The men moaned and screamed, letting their manhood all over me. They wanted me, they chose me, they marked me. My back, my head, my puffed padded butt, my toys, my playpen, my little teddy friend. Hot steamy cum was all over. With the smell of cum and drool from my paci gag, I got into ecstasy and humped my diaper like crazy.

I heard one of daddy’s friends saying to him “You’re so lucky to have a baby boy like him”. When I heard it, I came into my diaper so hard, it was the best orgasm I’d ever had.

“diaper gang” 2015

I was forced to go to breakfast like this! I’m never taking my diaper off without asking again 😭🙈

Expose my full and messy diaper in a locker room. Other People wach to me….I wear 24/7 diaper a lot of years. I wear tights too.

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