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someone asking “is this actually turning you on?” in the most condescending tone possible is my kink

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Not a peep.

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listen, i'm not into age play, but if you tell me to just be a big girl and hold in all my pee, i'm not exactly gonna complain. if you shake your head at me and coo "aww, you had an accident?" as i sit trembling in my wet pants, i won't be upset. if you put me in a diaper because i can't control myself, i certainly won't fight it. sometimes it's nice to just be a dumb little sub who gets taken care of, ya know?

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Make them ask for permissions to go to the potty and then proceed to either hand them a pull up, diaper, tell them to wet their pants, or take them to the potty at my own discretion vs theirs.

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pov: you have a late night mess and are out of diapers so you gotta be changed into some pjs over your full diaper while you make a late run to the convenience store 😔

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✨Fall is here, little one. Maybe the crunching of the leaves will help distract people from the crinkling of your diaper. Maybe not✨

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Sometimes a fantasy can become a nightmare

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Taped & tormented

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Siempre dominante 🥵🥵🥵

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Diapered sissy receives enema. Added cuffs are nessecary for full administration of laxatives. Squirming confirms treatment is effective

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No- no, no no! God, why had he been so stupid?! Why on earth had he lost track of time- gotten carried away watching that dirty porn-

Their hands were closing on him, their puzzled voices slipping further and further into delighted amusement. "Corey, what's going on here?", Melanie demanded, her fingers running wonderingly over the length of his dress's silky satin bow. "Do you have something you want to tell me? Like, why on earth I should come back to my dorm and find my roommate decked out in… whatever the hell this is?"

Her friend Alex, whom he'd never seen before that very moment, had her hands uncomfortably tight on his wrists. And judging by the size of her arms and the air of muscly authority she gave off, he had no doubt that she was able and willing to wrestle him into submission should he try to escape. As if running would solve anything, anyway…

"Oh, I know exactly what this is," Alex smiled, and he gulped and gave a meek little whimper of protest behind his gag. "We've got ourselves an adorable little sissy boy, don't we? A sweet little pretty boy who fantasizes about wearing the silkiest and most beautiful gowns. Oh, how nice they must feel, swishing around his knees, making him feel so incredibly girly…"

God, how does she know? Yes, yes, and yes! So girly, so humiliating… But there was something else – something even more shameful – and all he could do was pray to god they would leave it at that. Please, please don't dig deeper. Don't lift the skirt-

Alex broke off, chuckling, while Melanie gave a little snort of astonishment. "Wait, really? Corey, is that true? Do you like dressing up like a girl? I mean, kinda a dumb question at this point. I guess it's pretty obvious…" She trailed off, gazing reflectively at the baby-pink ball gag filling my whimpering mouth. "A kinky girl, huh? You wanna be all tied up and stuff, too?"

His heart was hammering a mile a minute, the taste of his churning stomach welling in the back of his throat. Yes, yes, he couldn't deny it. How could he? It was right there lodged in his mouth: his favorite gag, so pink and effeminate. So babyish. And oh, the pathetic little gurgles and drooling that it always unleashed…

"Of course he does! Look at these cuffs and mittens, Mel. He's got them on pretty loose, of course. But all I'd need to do is cinch up the wrists… like so… see that? Those hands of his aren't getting free now until I say so!"

Fuck. He was gurgling inarticulately, fingers struggling in their suddenly tight confines, realizing too late that he'd just lost the last vestige of control over this situation – if indeed he'd ever had any to begin with. Alex was giggling, and Melanie was running her hands over his trembling shoulders, and a panicked dribble of drool was now escaping down his chin as they laughed over his predicament.

"Oh, sure," Alex was now saying, and Corey flinched at the casual tone of her words. "We could let him go. But it seems he wants to be like this, right? Plus there's the fact that he dressed up purposely, knowing full well that you were coming back at 3. I dunno about you, but it sure as heck seems like he wanted to be found like this, don't you think? Sweet little Corey playing at being, I dunno… Courtney?"

"I guess so…" Melanie agreed – and as her fingers slipped down over the back of his dress, Corey was shivering in mortal terror of what she was inches away from discovering. "I mean, I don't really mind. It's kinda weird, or whatever. But if you think he genuinely wants it like this…"

And then a note of surprise entered her voice once more. "Wait. What the heck? What's this you're wearing under here, anyway?"

Shit. He was busted. And then – as if all this wasn't enough – even as the wondering Melanie's fingers began their first tentative prodding, he could already feel his nervous bladder spurting and bursting with anxiety. Out it poured, the shameful warmth wicking easily down into the thick, lace-covered depths of the bulging padding between his quivering legs…

"Holy frick. Alex, are you seeing what I'm seeing? Is he wearing an honest-to-god diaper?!"

Image Credit: @abdreams (and of course the lovely Odette Delacroix!)

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"Diaper check" Amy said to Jacob who blushed bright red immediately. He knew he had to do it but he also knew he peed himself not too long ago and he'd be made fun of for that.

There was no going back now. Both his girlfriend and his girlfriend's new boyfriend, Mark were looking at him, waiting for him to pull his pants down and reveal his soaked diaper.

He looked at his girlfriend, silently begging for some kind of mercy. This was such a busy area and he didn't want everyone seeing his well-soaked, girly pampers.

"If you're gonna act like a brat, I might as well force you to wear your sissy outfit even when we're out" Mark said. Jacob's cheeks turned into an even darker shade of red hearing that. Being dressed in pink clothes was bad enough, especially when he was forced to watch his former high school bully fuck his girlfriend but wearing it in public would be another level of humiliation.

He eventually gave in. He looked around and shyly pulled his pants down, revealing the soggy diaper between his legs. They both bursted out in laughter as they saw poor Jacob's well-used diaper.

"Looks like someone does need that nappy, huh" Amy teased him, squeezing the front of the diaper gently.

"Can I pull my pants back up now?" Jacob asked softly, totally humiliated. All his dignity was gone as he saw people staring at him, some even taking pictures.

His girlfriend chuckled. "Actually, I don't think you need those pants now. I feel like you don't deserve them. Just take them off" she ordered, looking really strict while doing so.

"But..." Jacob started but he realised this can only get worse now. He nodded, taking his pants off slowly while he felt himself getting slightly harder inside his soaked diaper.

"It's okay, sweetie. The car is just a fifteen-minute walk from here" his girlfriend said, patting his diaper. And he shamefully made his way towards the car while his girlfriend and his bully followed him, holding hands and making humiliating comments about him.

He was then changed into a much thicker diaper on the backseat before they headed home. He felt like such a baby, sitting there in nothing but a diaper. And by the time they got home, he was soaked again.