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The secret’s out…

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…well to Tumblr.

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seems like everyday is turning into a lazy diapered day🤍

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I don't care if your "potty trained" and this is "humiliating" complain about your diapers 1 more time and I'm putting you in the binky gag and putting you down for a nap for being such a fussy baby

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Awee…what’s the matter bunny? You’re upset that you can’t walk? That’s ok, babies don’t know how to walk! This allows you to crawl around on all fours like the dumb little pamper pisser you are. Now, be a good baby girl and crawl to daddy!

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I'm going out to see friends from my old job with this dress and tights, do you like it? ☺️

More on my jff

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Humiliating a pretty, adoring pet with increasingly depraved, degrading tasks until the only thought in their dumb little brain is being a good toy for me, their final ounce of self respect dripping out of them down their leg.

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If you really hate it when I'm mean to you why does it make you so wet, needy, and obedient?

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Reminder that if you have a pussy, the only reason you exist is to be a masturbation tool for trans women ♡

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another day in pull-ups for an appointment ✨🎀 as a nervous baby.. i can’t be trust without one ♡

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15 - Is your girlfriend capable of wiping herself?

Even if she's the most sophisticated and independent woman - I wouldn't be so sure if you can trust her to clean herself up properly.

Neither was Matthew, when he moved in with his girlfriend Andrea. See, Matthew was a bit of a neat freak, so it was a no-brainer that he would be the one taking care of their weekly laundry. It didn't take long for him to discover wet or dirty spots on her thongs and panties. He quickly set into motion a very effective plan:

The first two times, he just confronted her about it. "I found a dirty spot in your panties again. Aren't you 26 years old?" She was obviously embarrassed but didn't say much and just laughed it off.

When he brought it up for the third time within a month, he took a more serious approach. During dinner, he mentioned "Andrea, I'm honestly getting a bit annoyed be having to deal with your messy underwear. You have to be more careful. If I have to clean one more piece of underwear this dirty, there will be consequences" "I don't know what you're talking about! I always take good care cleaning myself, this is so awkward", she whined,. But of course, just a few days later, Matthew mentioned that he had found another thong with a brown stain on the back in the laundry bin. "Look, I know your trying youre best baby, but it seems like you're not wiping carefully enough. From now on, I'll take more care of this for you." "What the fuck does he mean?" she thought, but the topic was so uncomfortable for her, that she didn't say much and just went about her day. Matthew was now keeping a close eye on her. When she went to the bathroom the next time, he positioned himself outside the door. Once she came out, he was standing there and ushered her right back in.

"It's time that I inspect you, baby girl. Let's see how good you really are at wiping yourself." He sounded upbeat and positive, as if he was talking to a toddler. Andrea stood there and shrieked as he pulled down her pants. But it happened so fast that she couldn't do anything.

He took a close look at her private parts, he grabbed a wet wipe to clean her, and inspected it carefully. He had a stern look on his face, and let's be real: no matter how well she wiped, he would have never been satisfied.

He was clear and strict about the consequences: from now on, every time she went to the bathroom, she would have to call him afterwards, like a little girl. He would then either wipe her, or she could do it herself, and he'd inspect the quality of her wiping.

Andrea knew that this wasn't right: but she was also eager to drop this uncomfortable topic. "I don't know why you never learned how to properly clean yourself after going to the bathroom. But now I'll take care of it for you. It's better that way. Think about what your friends and colleagues would say when you'd walk around with a dirty bottom!" "What if it's true?", she started to think.

From that day onwards, they'd have an embarrassing ritual: Andrea had to yell from the bathroom whenever she was done, and he would wipe and inspect her with great care. Sometimes, he'd probe her pussy or asshole with his fingers, before letting her go about her day. "Just to make sure everything is alright down there", he would say. Of course Andrea hated having her boyfriend's finger up her tight butthole. But she couldn't say much, while she was in such an unfortunate position.

As the weeks passed, Matthew would get stricter about the timings of his checks. "I can't check on you all day, I have stuff to do", he would say. So instead of calling him afterwards, she had to ask for permission before going to the bathroom. And he would be increasingly restrictive. At some point, she had to wait for an hour before he finally let her relieve herself - he just had to finish an important work email before! This lead to more and more humiliating situations for Andrea: desperately begging him to go to the bathroom because of her full bladder. Near misses, and some dribbles in her panties. And more and more critical comments from Matthew: "At first, I thought you were just a lazy wiper! But by now, I'm starting to doubt you're ready to go to the toilet at all... Who would have thought that you'd be such a messy girl, Andrea!"

It was becoming more and more clear: supervised toilet times were only the beginning of her training...

(This story is inspired by another classic: "Taking care of her bottom" by @crueldaddy4baby )

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another day in pull-ups for an appointment ✨🎀 as a nervous baby.. i can’t be trust without one ♡

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starting with an established rule of letting me wear big girl panties during the day and a pull-up at night in case i have an accident, being so positive and supportive at first letting me get by with a few dry days, being excited with me when i earn wearing big girl panties to bed! yay! doing such a good job!

but that night I inevitably have an accident due to you drugging my water before bedtime…. it’s okay! it’s just one accident! we can always try again!

but eventually my dry nights get less and less frequent, and a few times my pull-ups have even leaked, wetting the bed in the process… you suggest diapers as a solution. more heavy-duty, telling me it’s okay, that you still love me and we’ll keep trying.

you start to drug my food during the day. the first time i have a day-time accident i shut down. i didn’t even notice i had pee running down my legs until i looked down. after you helped clean me up i sobbed and sobbed to you. you suggest maybe making a doctors appointment, but i’m too embarrassed and want to look for natural solutions. so we keep trying, and after a long talk, i agree to wear pullups during the day. “Obviously you can still go to the bathroom, this is just in case!”

but it never gets better. no matter how many online tips i try, no matter how many times i go to the bathroom to try to prevent an accident, the drugs that you now lace everything with have completely destroyed my bladder, and after another complete meltdown, you get me high to calm me down and then it falls out of your mouth. “I think we should just keep you in diapers. You’re far too little for anything else.”

and I nod.

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big sis who says she's "going to make you look so pretty," pulls down her panties, and starts jerking off on your face.

you're left sitting beneath her, wide-eyed, letting big sis's grunts and whimpers overtake you. your tongue slowly falls from your now-open mouth, seeking the heat of her cock. you're totally entranced as you can do nothing but watch her pretty hands tear up and down her perfect girldick, your only reaction to stimulus a little moan when sis slaps herself against your face.

you're distantly aware she's speeding up. you'd recognize big sis moaning your name if your mind wasn't totally occupied with the cock before you, but instead it blends together with her gasps of "Fuck!" and "Oh god, I'm..!"

and then your world fades to white. it's intoxicating, it's perfect, it's so thick, it's what you were made for.

you're so pretty now.

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Based on true story

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Stuck in Pampers

Oddly enough I think my fate in diapers is pretty permanent.

During a small movie party with some of Daddy's friends, I promptly leaked through my pull-up that I so desperately asked for. Leaving before anyone noticed and hopping on the changing table was the next move I made. That being said.... I didn't even change myself

I waited on the changing mat for Daddy to come in and take off my leaking pull-up.

I'm definitely not making big girl choices...... maybe I should have those taken away????

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hehe these made me feel silly and cutie! 🙈

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