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Twelve Months to a Better Life – Ch. 21 (Teaser)

Jayden has been lucky – or unlucky! – enough to be in the care of his wife Erica and her skilled female friends. They've all been more than willing to turn his life-long fantasies of becoming a regressed adult baby into reality!

The year's drawing to a close… but has the man-baby really arrived at his embarrassing goal?

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Warm. Mmm… wet. Warm. Nice. Yummy.

The words, mere ghosts of ideas, flitted erratically through Jayden's head. His eyes blinked slowly upward – over the cylindrical curve of the bottle in his hands, up toward the far-off fuzzy ceiling of the living room. He lay there on the carpet, muscles limp, mouth suckling rhythmically at the large and milk-filled teat. And in this place, this state, he had no real need of anything more than the occasional word bubbling up from his regressed mind.

Nice. Yummy. Warm.

A wet burp escaped his lips, and a trickle of milky drool slowly slid downward from the left corner of his mouth. Perhaps in months past he would have blushed, apologized, reached for a napkin to dab at his indiscretion. But here and now… well, he didn't need to. It didn't even occur to him, rapt as he was in the unthinking meditation of his bottle-feeding. Burps came, burps went. Just like all of his other bodily emissions.

Num, num. Ba-ba… good…

Gone at last from his nose was the feeding tube. He'd recovered well from the surgery, the oral surgeon said – and what a relief to the half-conscious man-baby! His hypnotic training had left him with an overpowering need to suck, to gulp, to fill his mouth with a thumb or a bottle or a pacifier. And now at last he could satisfy that urge once more. His now-toothless gums were healed, and to work they went: gumming and drooling their way eagerly on everything Suri and Erica gave him.

Though, on their part, they gamely followed Natasha's suggestions. "After all, his poor tummy's not used to solids anymore," she had advised Erica after the tube's removal. "Honestly, I think you'd do much better keeping him on a hundred percent liquid diet for a good while longer…"

And so they did. Bottles only for Jayden: bottles of creamy adult formula, and juices, and the occasional dose of watery soup. If he minded, he didn't say so. After all… the most his drooling mouth managed these days was generally incomprehensible babble. Babble which, it must be said, was generally silenced with a well-placed pacifier or bottle nipple.

Gasp, gasp, gasp. The bottle was empty… again.

Another burp escaped him, and from his hands the empty bottle dropped to the floor. Gone. Num-num… gone… He blinked, his right thumb already slipping down to his parted and sticky lips. Mmm, suck. Nice. Suck. It wasn't a bottle, but that was okay. Yum. Nice. Suck…

"Aww, did you finish your bottle? Is your ba-ba all gone?" Suri's voice sounded from behind, and he blinked upward into her face as it appeared suddenly in his line of sight. "Such a good little baby! You must have been hungry, huh?"

She knelt as she spoke, her hands dropping down to squeeze the thick padding bulging between his splayed and naked thighs. In response to his recent uptick in liquid consumption, Jayden's diapers were now a truly multi-layered affair: a night-weight disposable with a single high-capacity booster. Over that went two layers of cloth diapering, pinned snugly in place. And over all that went a gleaming, balloon-like pair of milky plastic pants, their elastic bands drawn snugly around his thighs and waist. It was impossible to hide such a mass even under a onesie – and so these days Suri had opted simply not to even try. Hence, the simple cotton t-shirt that declared Jayden to be "Mommy's little messmaker."

"Still no leaks," Suri beamed, and Jayden writhed beneath his caregiver's touch in a sudden swell of discomfort. Because somewhere, deep in the recesses of his mind, a small voice was whispering that he should be embarrassed by this: by having a lovely, beaming young woman hovering over him and examining his urine-soaked diapers. It was the voice of his adult self, cutting through the hypnotic haze of subliminal programming. And as the dawning sensation of shame grew stronger, his legs began kicking aimlessly… his brow wrinkling… and his voice giving a gurgling little whimper from behind his saliva-covered thumb.

"Nuuuhh… Nuuhh…"

"Aww, what's with the kicking, sweetie? No, you don't need to get up. You can stay here and play, you know…" Suri assured him, watching in benevolent puzzlement as Jayden's smooth legs kicked harder and he began contorting himself upward. "Nohh- noh buh- buh- beh-bee…" He whimpered, his toothless gums drooling with the effort of making himself understood. "Goh- goh-uh-"

"Oh, no you don't, sweetie," Suri reprimanded with a laugh – and even as Jayden began scrambling awkwardly to his hands and knees, his nurse caught him and thrust him back down, this time onto his stomach. "You're not a big boy anymore, remember? Doctor says you're far too little to try walking these days! Don't make me get the cuffie-cuffs…"

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You can read the rest – plus the twenty other previous chapters and many, many other kinky stories – over on the PaddedLittleParadise Ream!

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Easy like Sunday morning 🥐☕️

Such a lovely way to wake up. The sun is out, and Littlegirl wiggles her diaper bummie while she looks out the window. Shall we have coffee in bed, daddy? 👸🏼🥰

Watch this lovely video and photoset on our JFF!

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Things to say to your babygirl when she gets fussy about being put back in diapers:

She's new to wearing pull-ups:

"I know, of course you're not going to need it... but let's put this on just in case."

"If you don't have to use it, no big deal. Nobody will know either way."

“It’s just like regular underwear, but with a little extra protection. No one will be able to tell the difference.”

"Honey, did you forget to wipe after going to the bathroom? Your panties seem a little more damp than usual."

"We're going to be traveling, and we won't be near a toilet all day. This is just for emergencies, okay? Just in case you *really* have to go."

"Hey, it's better to be safe than sorry. We don't want a little leak to ruin your day, do we?"

"You get distracted sometimes, and that's okay. You've got a lot going on."

"Don't lie to me. We've had a couple of wet pull-ups over the last couple weeks, remember?"

"Better to have an accident in your pull-up than wet your pants, especially in front of your friends, huh?"

"Let's put this on for the movie so you can sit through the whole thing, okay? These long movies weren't made for tiny bladders like yours."

"This way, maybe you won't feel like you have to dehydrate yourself just to get through the day."

She starts wetting the bed:

"I just want you to sleep safe and sound at night and not have to worry about having an accident, or waking up in a puddle"

"Of course I'll change the sheets for you, it's no big deal. But we need to find a solution that helps you sleep better."

"You get so upset when you have your nighttime accidents. I think this is gonna make things easier."

It's one thing if you have an accident on our mattress, but we need to be considerate when you stay the night at your friend's house, or when we're traveling."

"You don’t want to wake up cold and uncomfortable, right? This is just to keep you cozy through the night."

“I know you don’t want to be changed in the middle of the night again. This will help you stay comfy all the way until morning.”

"Sweetie, we need to wear protection this afternoon, too, in case you fall asleep and have an accident in the car."

"Now you won't feel worried if you take a nap in the day. I know how sleepy you can get in the afternoon."

She's occasionally put in diapers:

"We're going on a long car ride, and we're not going to have time to stop much for you."

"It's gonna be a very busy day, and you're going to be too distracted to worry about making it to the bathroom"

"You've been working so hard at potty training this week. You deserve a little break time."

"You've been having some big accidents lately, sweetie, and pull-ups aren't cut out for that..."

"This is a very formal event, hun. We can't risk you having a leak."

"I'm at work, and I'm not going to be able to help remind you to use the potty for a couple hours. This is just to keep you protected until dinnertime."

"This is gonna be more convenient than getting you in and out of your pull-ups when you have an accident. Those are so hard to take off with your shoes on, huh?"

"I know you've been so stressed lately. You should have to worry about keeping your pants dry on top of all of that."

"Of course I'll still take you to the potty if you tell me you have to go, sweetie. The diaper's just there for all those other times."

She's fully back in diapers:

"I'm not sure if we should risk switching back to pull-ups today, sweetie pie."

"Sorry baby... I don't think you're quite ready for potty training at this point."

"Pull-ups are for big girls who can make it to the potty still. You haven't asked me to take you to the potty in weeks."

"We can try potty training you again, but we have to be at home. We can't risk you having a leak while we're out in public."

"Your friends all know you wear diapers at this point, honey bun. They'd be concerned about you leaking on their furniture if you showed up and *weren't* wearing one."

"You're wet down there pretty much all the time now. I should know... I'm the one who changes you."

"Awww, you think you can feel it? What a big girl you are! Thank you for telling Daddy. Now just use your diaper, and I'll change you later when we get home."

"You know, I might be more easily persuaded that you're mature enough for pull-ups... if you didn't act like such a baby every time you need to be changed."

You'd be making a much better case for training pants if you weren't standing there in a soaking wet diaper, sweetheart."

"It's easier for both of us if we just keep you protected. Let's not make a fuss."

"I'm not even sure if you always know when you're wet, sweetie pie. You don't seem to tell me before I check you..."

"'Why do I have to wear diapers?' Hm? You know the answer. You're just a little baby, that's why."

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I love when Daddy scoops me up with his Big Strong Arms🥹 Instantly making me melt into Little Space🫠❤️

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The Best Friend

He always told you that she wasn't a threat.

Sure, they'd been best friends since they were in grade school, but, she was more like a sister than anything else.

And, she has been incredibly nice to you.

She bought you new clothes, made you food, and even let you borrow some of her CDs from the obscure bands that she said he was into so you could get familiar with them.

Sure, some of those CDs seemed weird and experimental--like the band AB/DL's first album "Hypnosis" as well as their second album "Hypnosis 2"--but he had been ~so~ excited when he found out you'd been listening to them.

How could someone like her, so obviously friendly and looking out for your best interest be threatening?

But, as you sat on the floor of your boyfriend's living room, sucking a pacifier, and wearing nothing but a well used diaper while he made out with her on the couch behind you, you just couldn't shake the feeling that you should be worried about her.

Fortunately, that feeling didn't last long, as you suddenly found yourself very distracted by a teddy bear you suddenly found lying on the floor.

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And this is why silly little diapered babies aren’t allowed on grownup furniture 🥹🙈💕

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Someone tied up who definitely can hold it, they don't actually need diapers or pull-ups, but someone puts them in some anyway and waits. Knowing that eventually they'll have no choice but to go.

Then change them and go again. Over and over, just letting them sit and wait until they have to go. Until eventually, they don't wanna feel all the pressure, and have to squirm to hold back, hoping that this time you'll let them out until they realise you won't, and they burst into their padding once more. So they just start going, letting go when they would normally pee. They barely notice the wet padding now because you just keep padding them up again.

And after days on end they're going through so many diapers, peeing at the slightest urge, they've almost resigned to not being let go, but, they get one chance to get out.

The next time they're changed, you put their clothes back on as normal. And they're told they'll be let out, if they can hold it as long as they did the first time. That shouldn't be hard, they protested so much when they were first locked up, they can hold it all in right?

But after the days of padding and constant soggy pull-ups, their bladder is no where near prepare. And the squirming starts so soon. They try so hard, hands still tied, no escaping, knowing that not only will they stay locked up, but they can even control their own bladder.

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the best thing about keeping her in diapers is that there are so many ways to casually embarrass her: “Honey, do you need to be changed, or are you still good? Just want to make sure you’re comfy, okay?” "You’re waddling a bit, sweetie. Let me check if you’re wet. No need to act shy, it’s just us.”

"Oh, let’s not worry about finding a bathroom today, okay? Just relax, and we’ll take care of you later.”

“It’s a long car ride, so I think it’s best we make sure you’re extra protected today.”

“Nobody’s gonna notice. I mean... Daddy can hear you crinkle when you walk, but I’m *sure* nobody else can tell." "It's not obvious. They'll just think your butt looks cute. They're not gonna guess that you're still in diapers at your age."

“Let’s get ready to go. Can you bring your daytime bag in the car for Daddy?”

“Yes, honey, we do need to pack your changing pad this time. There probably isn’t gonna be a family restroom with a changing table big enough for you...”

"Make sure to tell me if you feel wet down there, sweetheart. Otherwise, I’m gonna have to pull you aside in front of your friends, and you’re not gonna like that.”

“She’s been having a lot of issues lately… yes, all the time now. We’re just trying to make sure she’s comfortable.”

“Honey, come here… you’re looking a little squirmy. Is there something you need to tell me?"

“Do you have a quiet room somewhere where I could take care of her? We’ll just be a minute.”

“Oh - do you think I could borrow some wet wipes? We just ran out.”

"Sweetheart, could you come with me to your friend Katie's bedroom for a minute? I just need your help with something real quick."

"She'll be right back."

“Oh baby... you’re soaked! Why didn’t you tell me? Did you know you had an accident?”

“Do you want to be a big girl for Daddy? You do? Good girl. You need to stop fussing and hold still so we can get you changed.”

“Yes, I know you don’t want to smell like baby powder in front of your friends. But we don’t want you to get a rash...”

"It’s so much easier now that you don’t have to worry about the bathroom, isn’t it?"

"I had to explain to the hotel staff why we needed the mattress protector. They were super understanding, though…”

“It’s okay... No one expects you to stay dry at night, sweetie. You haven’t had a dry morning in months.”

“Let’s put a towel down under you for the movie… just in case."

“Can I borrow her for a minute?”

“Let’s get your shirt tucked in back there. You were sticking out of your pants a little bit.”

"Maybe we should try a onesie for you when we get back home, huh? We could button you up, so you don't keep accidentally... showing off. Would you like that?"

"Hold still please. I need to check your diaper. It’s gonna be a lot quicker if you stop squirming.”

“Now. Come here. We need to get you ready for nighttime. I don't want any arguments.”

"Aww, you want to try to use the potty tomorrow? How about we try that another day? We’re not ready for potty training with you right now."

"You looked so cute today when you tried to act like a big girl.”

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I need a breeze! 💨

When it is too hot to wear a diaper, she loves her Felicity pullups! All hot and sweaty, she needed a breeze. She had so much fun playing with the fan! 👸🏼🥰

Enjoy this cute photoset on JFF!

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I got caught using the potty without permission and got put in a thick diaper 🫣

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Think I’ll be wearing diapers to bed for a while..

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"Wear your diapers 27/7"

"Wet your diaper, no toilet"

"Are you wearing your diaper?"

"we're going out and you're going to wear your diaper. I'll bring extras in case you have an accident"

I need someone to force me to wear diapers as much as possible, make me use them even if I'm too shy about it, dont let me use the toilet 😳🥺

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Someone please unpotty train me and make me piss my diaper constantly until it fills up and leaks all over my pants even in public so I can be the humiliated diaper girl I was clearly meant to be because I can't do anything else right with my life so this is all I deserve to be

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Soft girl hours.

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bunni bunni 🐇🐰🎀

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