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Names: Charlie, Evan, Silas, Leo, Trent, August/Auggie, Dillon, Oliver/Ollie

thanks! Auggie and Ollie are cute :)

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only problem here is that I need to use names to not get anyone confused. Send me names I should use

Ok ok yes two boys teasing or fighting over the state of their diapers and getting humbled/put in place sounds amazing. I also like the idea of one diapered sub convincing a potty trained one to wet or mess their undies or pull-up. Saying something like “it feels good! Just do it so we don’t have to stop playing!”And when they’re discovered by their dommes the diapered one is praised for using his diaper and the supposedly potty trained one is punished for his “accident” heeheee

Yes yes yes omg I loooove the idea of a diapered sub convincing a “pottytrained” sub to just go in his pants

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Ok ok yes two boys teasing or fighting over the state of their diapers and getting humbled/put in place sounds amazing. I also like the idea of one diapered sub convincing a potty trained one to wet or mess their undies or pull-up. Saying something like “it feels good! Just do it so we don’t have to stop playing!”And when they’re discovered by their dommes the diapered one is praised for using his diaper and the supposedly potty trained one is punished for his “accident” heeheee

Yes yes yes omg I loooove the idea of a diapered sub convincing a “pottytrained” sub to just go in his pants

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“You’ve been really quiet for a bit. Did you have an accident maybe?”

He stops in his tracks and shakes his head.

“No? How come you aren’t looking at me, then?” She sighs. “Come here.”

He shuffles over, still looking away, chewing on the side of his finger.

“Take your pants down so I can see. No? Do you need Mommy to help you?”

He shakes his head vigorously, taking his finger away from his mouth.

“Then pull your pants down. You can do it.” He undoes his fly, fingers trembling a little, and slowly eases his pants down. “Ohh, honey…you wet your pull-up.”

“I didn’t mean to.” His voice is quiet. He starts to chew his nail again.

“It’s okay. I’m not mad at you. But you know what happens when you fib, don’t you, baby? What happens when you tell a lie?”

“I get a spanking,” he says, voice still soft.

“That’s right. Let’s go to the bedroom, sweetheart. It won’t hurt too much. You know I just have to do this so that you behave, right? And you’ll be better next time, right?”

“Uh-huh.” She grabs him by the hand and guides him to the bedroom.

“Lie down on the bed. On your back. Aw, you’re so good. You’re so cute, too. You just want to be good for me.” She rubs his chest and he smiles up at her, the kind of half-laughing smiling that you can’t help. “Okay, legs up, baby.”

She puts her right arm under his knees and uses it to keep his legs up while she draws back her left hand. She hears him suck a breath in in anticipation and then she spanks him hard, hitting his butt and thighs but also his testicles a little bit, hard enough to sting even with padding on.

He squeezes his eyes shut tight, biting his fingers, waiting for it to be over. Warm tears start to leak down his cheeks. Finally she lets his legs fall back onto the bed. She sits down next to him.

“Come sit on Mommy’s lap. Aw, you’re crying. Lean your head on my shoulder.” She rubs her hand down his back. “Now tell me again, baby. Did you have an accident?”

“I did. I wet myself.”

“Good, baby, good. That’s a lot better. You aren’t going to fib to Mommy any more today, are you?”

“Uh-uh. No.”

“Because that hurt a lot, didn’t it?”

He nods into her shoulder.

“Okay, honey. Let’s get up and you’ll get a change. I’ll get your face cleaned up, too. There we go. That’s a good boy.”

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Wow that story you wrote where the domme comforts her sub by bringing up another diapered bf they know…hit some buttons for sure! A friend group with domme gfs and subby little bfs sounds like a lot of fun with debauchery to be bad. It makes me wonder, did one couple start it and the others joined? Or did they all meet this way? Or maybe just a world where boys belong in diapers? would love to see more into that world if you feel inclined…

Maybe one couple started it…though I do like the idea of a world where boys belong in diapers. OR where it is expected that SOME boys belong in diapers, those being the sweet and sensitive ones…and the bratty ones lol. And people can usually guess which boys failed at toilet training.

I know I’ve posted a little thing about this before but I was thinking again about a scenario with two boys where one teases the other about his diaper being dirty or they get into a fight about it before the domme humbles him. “Don’t tease him like that. Do I need to remind you about what happened last week…” or, “let me check your diaper, too.”

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How do we feel about friends helping with messy changes?

I like the idea. It would probably be helpful to the dom. And so embarrassing for the sub. Def even more than just a wet diaper change. Hands or arms over his face the whole time twisting and squirming, heart beating a million miles a minute. They say, “is he always like this??” “Aw, I didn’t know he could get so embarrassed…” or commenting on his body/how messy he is and giggling

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spanking by holding his legs up with one arm under his knees while he’s on his back

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hello! i really like the different types of dynamics you write about in your stories!! they make me want a diaper boy bf so bad 😭 also they feel realistic and unlike a lot of ABDL writing that (no shade) is just super fantastical which kind of takes me out of it. thank you for sharing your stories with us!!

thank you!

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That *is* the story I was thinking of. Thank you ma’am

Ofc!

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Incredibly scared, furious and upset about the state of America right now

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This one?

did you write the story about the boy who poops to get out of a party? If so, could you link it ? :P

Haha yeah I did. Lemme find it if I can

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did you write the story about the boy who poops to get out of a party? If so, could you link it ? :P

Haha yeah I did. Lemme find it if I can

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Ooooh yes I love that post about having an accident while the dom is talking to someone. And afterwards she’d be like “see you are just a baby that can’t hold it!!” and the sub tries to explain otherwise but she isn’t having it. Also in a perfect-fantasy world where it’s OK to do this around strangers maybe the cashier is like “aww looks like your boyfriend had an accident” and they give him some stickers or a lolipop to make him feel better

Aw that would be cute. Especially if he starts to tear up and his domme is like “what’s going on?” and the cashier says “is he still in diapers? Maybe he had an accident.” And when they figure out that he did she says “that’s okay I have something to make it better!” and also shows them where the bathroom is

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Stuck while their dom is having a long conversation with a cashier or clerk or acquaintance and trying to signal that they need to go and finally filling their diaper by accident while the conversation is still going on…

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And he wants her to tease him and call him so messy knowing that she doesn’t really mind. That she likes it too. And he wants her to clean him up soft and slowly. And he wants her to lay a clean diaper under him. And after all that he would feel sleepy and warm, even when walking around the house or doing chores, just knowing that he has a diaper on under his clothes and that it’s a reminder that she takes care of him, that she’s in charge of him, that she loves him enough to take care of him. And he wants to act shy and put his hand against his lips and glance at her and smile and see her smile back at him. He wants to feel turned on but in that safe way, in that snug way, in that far-away way that he can only get when he feels safe and secure. Not like the way you get from sex. A better way. And he’s shy and even still a little nervous about it but he’s waiting for her to say that she wants him to sit down next to her and get cuddled up with her and feel her holding him and watch a movie or something. And just let her hold him. And let her talk to him even when he can’t really understand it so good anymore because he’s so gone. And let her laugh at him a little but because she knows he doesn’t understand anymore and smile sheepishly. And let her love him and feel loved.

He wants her to change him so bad and feel her soft, steady hands on his trembling body and let his fingers slide into his mouth or rub his face and feel his cheeks get warm and blush and feel her care for him and about him and feel so vulnerable and so accepted by her and so safe.

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He wants her to change him so bad and feel her soft, steady hands on his trembling body and let his fingers slide into his mouth or rub his face and feel his cheeks get warm and blush and feel her care for him and about him and feel so vulnerable and so accepted by her and so safe.

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"Another change so close to bedtime?"

He nodded insistently.

"Do you *need* another change, or do you just *want* another change?"

"I need it! I need it."

She stood up, setting her book down on the table. She put one hand on his shoulder and slipped the other into his pants. "You don't need a change. You can get a change right before we go to bed." She let him go and walked away towards the kitchen.

Right away she heard him start to whine.

"Noooo." He followed her into the kitchen and started picking things up off the table and setting them back down. "I need to be changed."

"Are you messy?" she asked, taking a glass down from the cupboard and closing the door. He shook his head. "You don't need a change. You're barely wet. If I change you now, I'd want to change you again before bed and that would be basically a waste of a diaper."

"It...oh, um..."

"What do you want, anyway? Do you want Mommy's soft hands opening your diaper and touching your hips and your bottom? And for me to put lotion on you, and..."

He nodded, mouth open a little, just looking at her.

"Well, you aren't going to get that. You don't need one yet."

She started to fill her glass at the sink. When she glanced over at him, he was bracing himself against the table, body bent ever so slightly at the waist and face concentrating. "Don't force it!" She turned off the tap and walked swiftly over to the table, putting her hands on his shoulders from behind and pulling him upright. "You don't need to go right now. Don't force it just so that I'll change you. That's not good for you."

She pulled out a chair for him and he sat down. She started to try to talk to him about his day, if he had fun at work, if he did any art projects before she got home...but she could tell from his expression that he wasn't having it.

"Okay, fine. I'm going back to the living room to read my book." She stood up and set her glass on the counter. As soon as she was out of the kitchen she paused. She could hear a little rustling sound.

She stepped back through the doorway. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing!" He hurriedly put his hands up on the table.

"Were you rubbing your diaper through your pants?"

"No, I wasn't...I wasn't!" He tried to hold onto the table as she forcefully pulled out his chair and he flailed and kicked her as she picked him up into her arms.

"Do NOT kick me,” she told him sternly. At this he got quiet and still.

She carried him down the hallway. Once inside their room, she flicked the light on with her shoulder and dumped him on the bed.

She sat down next to him. "You know what to do."

"No!! I don't want to!" He squirmed away from her on the bed.

"Are you trying to get me to spank you harder?" She pulled him towards her. "Over my knee, come on." She smacked him over and over, feeling his body tense and twitch. When she stopped his breathing was heavy and ragged. "Sit up on the bed."

She reached down and opened her bedside drawer, retrieving a coil of rope. "Hands out."

"I don't want..."

"Do you want to get smacked again?"

He shook his head hard.

"Turn around." She pulled his arms behind him and twisted and tied the rope around his wrists. "There. No more wandering hands."

She stood up. "I'm going to finish my book. You're going to sit here and think about what you did and how you're going to apologize to me." She left, turning out the light.

That should teach him something. She sat back down on the couch and picked her book up off the table. And maybe if he came up with a really nice apology, she would...