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Fresh tushy 🤍🥰 But not for long 😝

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Today’s mood: comfy, cuddly, and full of magic! 🎀

Onesie & Dip: @landofgenielittle

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Kneel and beg mommy for her attention, I know you want to have my soft ass buried on your face while caged 🥵💦😈😈🍑🍑…

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Little booty reporting for duty!

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Shortall Sweetie 🍓🌸

(There's a full photoset on my JFF! campsite.bio/bitsybunbun)

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Gerade frisch an, und beim ersten Mal läuft die Windel schon aus, da hatte ich viel Druck.

Just freshly diapered, I leaked on the first use of my diaper. I guess I had to go too badly.

Full Video HERE

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Diapered goddess ❤️‍🔥

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Schön verpackt, jetzt fühl ich mich wohl.

Perfectly padded, that’s how I feel most cozy.

Full Photo Set HERE

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It Will Be Funny Pt.4

Barb stared around the room, wrinkling her nose at the sight of all those annoying little kids running around, yelling and screaming, and being nuisances, exactly the way she knew they would. She squirmed in the seat, trying to push the tray of the high chair she'd been sat in loose, to get free and walk home, if she had to.

Unfortunately, the tray wouldn't budge, leaving her trapped there for the time being. Sighing, she turned back to the application, deciding she had to make the best of this, fill it out as professionally as she could, explain things to the person who actually interviewed her, try to make them understand she didn't really need, or wear, diapers on a regular basis... But her pencil was gone.

"Hey!" she glared down at the kids. "Give it back!" She kicked her feet helplessly, searching the crowd for the pencil she'd been using. "I need something to write with, you little brats!"

Finally, a little girl - one, to Barb's embarrassment, wearing the same diaper as her - toddled up and offered her a crayon, which Barb wound up taking. It was better than nothing, even if it did make it look like a little kid had filled out her application, that she really wasn't taking any of this seriously. She was going to have a lot of explaining to do, indeed.

More than she even knew, in fact. She'd been so annoyed, she hadn't noticed the little girl that gave her the crayon setting her sippy cup of apple juice down in order to reach up high enough for Barb to grab the writing implement. Even if she had, the tray would have blocked her ability to see that it had been put down on its side, on the seat of the high chair.

It wasn't until the owner of the daycare came out and let her out of the high chair that the little puddle was spotted, and not by Barb. "And what is this, young lady?" the owner asked, pointing.

If Barb had been aware, she wouldn't have acted so shocked, which might have made it easier to sell, "Th-That must have been there when I sat down!", although it still would have been hard to come up with a reason why neither her, nor the front desk worker who had helped her into the chair, had seen it when she was climbing in.

"I'm not wet!" Barb insisted, wriggling in her diaper. She could feel it on the outside now, however, starting to dribble down her legs, which certainly didn't help her story.

"It's a good thing I was warned about you," the owner shook her head. "I knew it would be a good idea to let you sit and stew for a bit... And to interview the next applicant first. She's far more qualified than you, anyway, and as long as she knows how to change a diaper, she's a shoo-in... And I think I've found the perfect baby to test that part on."

"Huh? Wait, no! I'm applying for the office... I wouldn't have to know how to change a diaper, so I think you're... Hey!" Barb, in her seemingly leaky diaper, was dragged through the main room, into another, smaller room, where a larger than usual changing table was set up, and, to her surprise, Cathy was waiting. "What are you doing here?" she asked, not putting it together until Cathy pulled out a fresh diaper from beneath the changing table, one much larger than the baby one Barb was wearing, far thicker and bulkier.

"Do you know each other?" the owner asked.

"She's my step-sister," Cathy explained, taking charge and pushing the stunned Barb back onto the table, sliding her dress off, then untaping the diaper around her waist and quickly starting to clean the girl up before the owner could spot that her, "Wow, you really soaked this one, didn't you?" was a lie.

"No, I didn't!" Barb grumbled.

"I thought when she said she was applying here, it was to be a student," Cathy continued her fib. "I thought it was just what she needed... Then, I saw that you guys were actually hiring, and I realized she must have gotten confused, the poor, silly thing... How can you work at a daycare when you aren't even fully potty trained yourself?"

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White diapers are for babys who need to learn that they belong padded. No pretty prints for me till I learn that I just wear what daddy puts me in 🤭

Also for naughty babys who touch without permission 🙈

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Secret diaper princess 👑

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Daddy got me a manicure and pretty nails! When the nail tech showed me some pretty new colors she had I had to tell her I was sorry but daddy says baby girls are only allowed “baby pink or periwinkle” color. She was super understanding and helped me pick one that daddy would allow.

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Babygirl ready for bedtime 🥰