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maddiethedogstories · 2 months ago

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Halloween Party

You walked up to the door of the house party wearing the sluttiest Halloween outfit you could find. Your chest, your midriff, your ass, your legs, all of the best parts of you were prominently on display.

It was your first Halloween as an adult, and you were ready to show off to all of your new college friends just how adult you were.

You were definitely going home with the most beautiful person at the party tonight.

You were certain that all eyes were going to be on you as soon as you stepped through the door.

You weren't wrong.

As soon as you stepped through the door, all eyes turned towards you and you could hear the whispers begin.

"Their Mommy let them out of the house like that?"

"I heard they doesn't even have a Daddy!"

"Gross! They're clearly not wearing a diapy in that skimpy costume. What if they potty on the floor?"

The living room you had stepped into was full of the 18 to 20-something-year-old co-eds you were expecting, but that was where your expectations ended.

Friends, people you knew from classes, from work, and from walking around campus were all dressed in the most childish costumes you had ever seen.

There were princesses in poofy dresses wearing clearly plastic jewelry, cats in large, baggy onesies with pink kitten ears and sewn on tails, pirates with baggy pants and shirts and drawn on scars, and superheroes in what could only be described as cheap one piece cotton pajamas with too small capes.

More concerning than the childish costumes were the seemingly unrelated accessories the party goers also had.

Many of the judgmental stares were coming from pairs of eyes planted above lips suckling giant pacifiers. Multiple adults were drinking something white out of sippy cups and baby bottles. One women, appropriately dressed in a frog costume, sat in what could only be described as a giant baby bouncer.

Worst of all though was that, to a person, each young adult in the room clearly had a comically large diaper taped around their waist.

From the room's smell, it was also immediately clear to you that those diapers were well used.

Blushing from both the immediate comments about your outfit and embarrassment at seeing people you know dressed and acting like giant toddlers, you moved to leave. Before you could take a step though, a hand gripped your arm.

"Oh, sweetie! You know you can't leave until your Mommy or Daddy comes and picks you up!"

You turn to see the blue eyes and blonde hair of Laura, your best friend and the party's host, staring at you. She was dressed in a cheap, green fairy costume with a tulle skirt that did little to hide the clearly soggy diaper swaying between her legs.

"My Mommy?" You asked, confused.

You moved to pull away from Laura's grip, not understanding what was going on. A pit of dread was forming in your stomach; concern with how normal everyone was treating the obviously ridiculous scene in front of you overtaking you. Something was wrong.

As hard as you pulled away from Laura, however, you couldn't break her grip.

"Yes, sweetie, your Mommy! We can't have you trying to waddle your way home dressed like," she gave you an appraising once over before continuing, "that, can we?"

The feeling of dread intensified as Laura spoke. You didn't have a 'Mommy' or 'Daddy' to pick you up. You had come there yourself. You should be able to leave on your own. But, for some reason, Laura's words felt ~right~.

You felt a warm, wet sensation from your crotch, quickly followed by the sound of liquid dripping on the floor as your fear enveloped you.

Laura tsked disapprovingly as she looked at the puddle growing on the floor between your legs.

"Your Mommy really let you out of the house without protection? And no diaper bag? Well, come on, I have an extra costume and diapers in my room."

Your ever present blush deepened as your fairy companion frog-marched you to her bedroom-turned-nursery while the various other adult toddlers at the party giggled and laughed at you behind your back.

Despite this all feeling wrong, the outfits, the diapers, the giant crib in Laura's room, and the fact that you wet yourself, you physically couldn't bring yourself to do anything else but stand there as your best friend stripped you of your urine soaked clothes.

You felt the overwhelming desire to comply when she laid a diaper on the ground and ordered you to lay down on it.

You didn't say a word as your best friend taped you into the first diaper you've worn since you were an actual infant, and you raised your arms like a good baby when she pulled the orange pumpkin onesie over your head and buttoned the snaps between your legs.

When the green pacifier was pressed between your lips, you instinctively began suckling as all thoughts of escape left your head.

The next few hours passed like a blur. You remember drinking milk, playing with dolls and trucks, eating cookies, and giggling with your friends. In many ways, it was the most fun you had ever had.

As the night drew to a close, the party began to thin out. No one seemed to care as a parade of new men and women, actual adults, your sub-conscious told you, came and began to remove the other party goers one by one.

Eventually, when it was just you and Laura playing patty-cake on the floor, a new women walked into the house and stared at you with a huge, loving smile.

You had never seen anyone more beautiful in your life.

"There's my silly, little pumpkin! Did you have a good time?"

You giggled as the woman who you were growing more certain was your Mommy, picked you up and tickled your belly playfully.

She gave your diaper a probing squeeze, causing you to realize for the first time it was soaked, before bouncing you onto her hip.

"Let's get your soggy little tushy home!" Mommy said as she carried you out the door.

You waived good-bye to Laura as the door closed, and you realized you accomplished your goal. You're going home with the most beautiful person at the party. Just not quite how you expected.

#ab/dl kink #ab/dl story time #ab/dl diaper #ab/dl caption #diaper stories #ab/dl couple #diaper regression #humiliation kink #ab/dl mommy #Halloween Party

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sissydiaperloverzoe · 1 year ago

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What Diaper Discipline elements do you want?

This list is to help you think about the elements of Diaper Discipline you want and can also be used by a partner to list elements they’re comfortable with.

Reblog with what you’d pick!

Let us know in comments if we’ve missed anything ❤️

Diaper Wearing:

Disposable Medical Diapers

Disposable ABDL Diapers

Pull Ups

Cloth Diapers

Diaper Usage:

Wetting

Messing

Frequency:

24/7

Forced Usage:

Bulk forming / Fibre

Suppositories

Oral Laxatives

Enemas

Castor Oil

Catheters

Locking Clothing / Pant

Hollow Butt Plugs

Anal Stretching

Toilet untraining

Checks & Changes:

Partner checks if you need changed exclusively (you can’t ask for changes)

Partner changes you into dry diapers

Partner changes wet diapers

Partner changes messy diaper

Partner does all changes (Not allowed to change yourself)

Partner changes in public (i.e. back of car / disabled washroom)

Adult Baby Clothing:

T-shirt and exposed Diaper

Plain Onesies

AB Onesies

AB Rompers

AB Footed Sleepers

AB Pyjamas

AB Play Clothes (Shortalls, Dresses, etc)

Spreader pants

Mittens

Booties

Bonnets

Adult Baby Accessories:

Pacifier

Bottle

Sippy Cup

Bib

Baby Blanket

Teddy

Chew Toys

Diaper changing bag

Adult Baby Furniture:

Changing Mat

Diapers on display

Changing Table

Crib

High Chair

Playpen

Bouncer

Public Wearing / Usage:

Wear diapers in public

Wet diapers in public

Mess diapers in public

Wear diapers around friends & family

Wet diapers around friends & family

Mess diapers around friends & family

Wear diapers at work

Wet diapers at work

Mess diapers at work

MDLB / DDLG Behaviours:

Being called Baby

Sweet talk (being talked to as if a small child/baby)

Must hold hand in public at all times

Calling partner Mummy/Daddy

Diaper pats

Helped to get dressed/undressed

Bottle feeding

Pretend breast feeding

Spoonfed adult food

Spoonfed baby food

Baby talk

Crawling

Bondage:

Locking Diaper Covers / Plastic Pants

Locking Mittens

Pacifier Gags

Bed Restraints

Straight Jackets

Full Fixation Restraints

Chastity:

Male chastity cage

Self-imposed chastity

Punishments for masturbating in diapers

Punishments:

Time-Outs

Denied/delayed diaper changes

Forced pacifier use

Chastity

Laxatives

Bottom stuffing with a butt plug

Restrained

Loss of adult privileges

Masturbation & Sex:

Vibrator though diaper

Butt plugs

Diaper humping

Prostrate massage (combined with Chastity device)

Pegging

Cuckolding

Sissy:

Pink AB Diapers

Girly AB Onesies

Female AB clothes (dresses, etc)

Full sissy attire

Fake breasts / bras

Makeup & painted nails

Exposure:

Private photo album

Anonymous social media account (faces hidden & identify keep secret)

Attending ABDL events

Visiting ABDL shopS

Public diaper exposure

#diaper training #diaper discipline #diaper pee #diaper dependent

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b1mb0bunny · 29 days ago

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i cant stop thinking about him

wc: 500ish fluffy baby-fever induced word vomit

girl dad!otoya who's also a single dad because while i can see him having a daughter, i can't imagine this guy married

girl dad!otoya who'd never even imagine being a dad, yet here he is holding a tiny bundle of joy that looks like him

girl dad!otoya who struggles through putting together the crib, having to reassemble the thing a few times and there's still a few screws left over when he's finished

girl dad!otoya whose search history is now full of "how to change diapers" and "why won't baby stop crying at 3a.m."

girl dad!otoya who wonders how something so tiny can make such a huge mess whenever bath time rolls around and he ends up covered in bath bubbles

girl dad!otoya who has to learn how to deal with his little angel's tantrums, trying to figure out if she's teething, hungry, sleepy or just wants her toy

girl dad!otoya who learns he likes doing his little angel's hair, tying her hair up in cute pigtails, even if they end up a bit crooked

girl dad!otoya who'd honestly be a mess at first, but once he settles into the role he's happily showing off his little angel to his friends

girl dad!otoya who introduces his little angel first and foremost to karasu, he's now uncle karasu whether he likes it or not

girl dad!otoya whose bachelor pad becomes a playground for his little angel, walls now covered in paint and crayons and toys scattered wherever

girl dad!otoya who learns how to braid hair to help his little angel look pretty for her first day

girl dad!otoya who realises he has a whole new demographic he can tap into when a mom flirts with him while hes picking his daughter up from daycare

girl dad!otoya who still keeps finding glitter everywhere after his daughter discovered arts and crafts

girl dad!otoya who excitedly praises his daughter whenever she shows off her drawings to him, all of them getting pinned onto the fridge

girl dad!otoya who panics when his little angel first gets a fever, immediately ringing up karasu for help and taking the next few days off to deal with his sick angel

girl dad!otoya who dresses his little angel up in the cutest clothes and accessories, sometimes even matching his outfit with hers

girl dad!otoya who likes to take pictures of every adorable moment of his little angel's life

girl dad!otoya who has an album in his gallery dedicated to moments with his little angel, ready to be shown off at any given moment

girl dad!otoya who likes bringing his little angel on errands, making simple grocery runs into fun treasure hunts

girl dad!otoya who keeps a stash of snacks in his bag to bribe his little angel with whenever she gets fussy

girl dad!otoya who bluescreens when his little angel says she has a "boyfriend" while he picks her from daycare and he briefly wonders if this is karma for his previous lifestyle, the relief he feels when she says it's the boy who shares his toys with her and sits next to her during circle time

girl dad!otoya who likes to bring his little angel to games, saying she's his good luck charm and making sure she has front row seats (her sitter too ig)

just girl dad!otoya

im going insane someone help me

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #otoya x reader #otoya eita x reader #otoya eita

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noroi1000 · 1 year ago

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Baby Gojo

Summary: Your friend brought you a baby. Is it possible that this child is your husband? Yes, because he was hit by a curse.

A/n: This is short. All I had to do was see Baby Gojo and I had to write it 🥹

Rolling out of bed, you reached the door as someone was waiting there. And with a hand on your stomach, you looked at the familiar blonde who was holding something in his hands.

"Good morning, sorry for the problem, (y/n)-san." he said, bowing slightly.

"Oh, good morning, Nanami. Will you come in?" you asked, opening the door slightly for him.

"No, thank you, I don't have time. I have to go back soon. I'm just here to give you this." He stepped closer to you, and gently raised his hands, holding the ball in the blanket so that you can take it gently. "I know you're pregnant and it might be hard for you... But you're the only one who can take care of it."

You felt a weight in your arms and looked at it.

You saw a small baby face with white hair.

Your eyes widened.

"This-."

The little child suddenly opened his eyes and you saw crystal blue.

"You're his wife, so–."

"Wait, this is Satoru's?" you asked, fury rising within you.

Does he have another child?!

Did he cheat on you?!

You felt tears prick your eyes just thinking about it. How could he cheat on you, his wife. You've been with him for so long and you're pregnant now!

You have his child under your heart and he does this to you?

And he sent Nanami to give you a baby while he was at work?! What about the mother of this child?!

And you're sure it's Satoru's! This baby looks exactly like him! Even though it's sweet, you felt heartache that it was your husband's child with another woman...

"Nanami, Is he really..." you started.

And as soon as he heard the tone of your voice, he hurried to explain.

"It is not like that! It's not his baby!" he said quickly.

Meanwhile, the white-haired baby held out his hands to you with a smile.

"This child is him."

"What?"

"...I have no idea how to explain this to you... He oversaw the mission of his disciples. Itadori gave it to me like this when they came back. Fushiguro said that he was showing off as usual and was hit by a curse that turned him into a baby for a while.. And according to Ieiri-san, this curse will last for about 9 hours on him. They returned to school about 5 hours ago. Therefore, the remaining 4 hours are for you."

"W-Wait! What should I do?! Is this really Satoru?!"

"I have no idea. This is Gojo Satoru himself." He started to come, but before leaving completely, he turned around. "Gojo-san would never cheated you."

You felt warmth spread through your chest at his words.

Do even people around you think so?

That's nice...

You looked down, feeling light tugs on your shirt.

You smiled slightly when you saw his smile. So sweet and tiny.

Holding him with one hand, you placed the finger of your other hand on his cheek, feeling the softness. He chuckled charmingly, grabbing the tip of your finger.

For that moment, you forgot about the weight of your belly and turned around as you entered the house. Closing the door with your foot to focus on the sweet little man in your arms.

"Who's so sweet, you are!" you said happily, unwrapping him from the blanket.

The bag you also got had all his stuff in it.

Probably his students had to see him naked... You have to experience this sight every day when his body is an adult. The fact that they saw a baby means nothing.

You pulled him out of the blanket to look at him. White fluffy hairs on his head, long white eyelashes and those beautiful blue eyes.

You have to take pictures of him while he looks like this! He's so sweet!

When the blanket fell off him, you saw that he was naked. There was nothing there that scared you. (Maybe because you've seen it in a different form.)

You placed him on the couch and went to get a new bunny diaper that you both already had. It was in your house because even if you were pregnant for a few more months, Satoru really wanted to go buy baby accessories.

And then, as you placed a soft diaper on his little body, you watched his smile. So innocent and cute.

Nothing will ever replace that childish smile. Especially when paired with those cheerful blue eyes.

You would love to see this image longer.

Even though he is your husband, you feel like you are just with your child.

The baby in front of you is the father of your child... How strange...

But this baby in front of you is the most adorable creature in the world! You love him!

You've never seen any photos from when Satoru was little! And now you were given the opportunity to see him as he was. And he was so sweet!

"Who's hungry, honey~?" You hummed as you picked him up. You kissed his little forehead to feel his little hands grab the shirt on your chest. "Oh god, no. I won't breastfeed my husband!"

You said to yourself as your thoughts started to go in the wrong direction. What kind of feeling is it? You'll have to wait a few months to find out. You cannot breastfeed your husband! He's just a baby for the next few hours! You have to give him normal milk or some fruit puree! Yogurt! He always ate it!

Running to the kitchen as fast as your load would allow you, you found a tub of yogurt (because Satoru likes it)

As you handed it to him, your mind paused for a moment.

Can't children eat something straight from the fridge?

But before you could take it from him, his greedy little mouth was eating the sweet strawberry yogurt.

His hands held it as he looked at you with wide eyes.

You love the look of it. You really love how your husband looks as a little kid. Besides, you think he has some awareness of it. There's a reason he knew what you were giving him to eat. And what other baby would grab your breasts? Well... It could have been a coincidence but still...

And also, he was happy to see you.

This makes your husband, even as a baby, self-aware.

Sitting on the couch with him, you thought about what it would look like later. He will remember this.

This is where I show you that your maternal instinct has already come through so much during pregnancy. You've had your baby for a while and you already love him so much.

Maybe it's because he's your husband?

But you definitely love this baby.

You stroked his adorable face as he looked at you, sucking on the yogurt wrapper inside.

He's so adorable!

Burping quietly, he handed you the almost empty bag of food that was delicious for him and he suddenly yawned.

This was even more adorable!!!

He didn't even have teeth! And that adorable sound when he opened his little mouth!

You wanted to hug him and keep hugging him!

This white-haired toddler is a miracle baby!

Even though you miss your husband as a grown man, you love this little one in your arms! He is so wonderful and perfect!

That white fluffy hair that you want to stroke endlessly! Those sparkling eyes!

You easily laid in bed with the baby on your chest, one hand rubbing your belly.

His little legs and arms lay softly on top of you in a folded position. The side of his head pressed against you as he fell asleep very quickly.

You want such a little baby so much now...

Baby Gojo Satoru. Such a sweet and beautiful baby.

When you woke up, the baby was no longer next to you. Your naked husband was lying next to you, caressing your belly with his large hands.

You don't know if you can choose between baby Gojo Satoru or adult Gojo Satoru.

The little one is so cute and innocent.

An adult can also be charming and lovable.

The only difference is their size.

Because your husband is a big baby in your hands whenever he can.

Trying to ignore his unclothed nakedness, you placed your hands on his cheeks, kissing him lightly.

"I want our baby to look just like you."

White fluffy hair, big blue eyes. Soft long eyelashes all around.

You will be happy to have your husband and Baby Satoru at the same time.

#gojo satoru #jjk x you #gojo x y/n #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #jjk #gojo #jujutsu kaisen

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chilewithcarnage · 1 month ago

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i hate status symbols sm, cause birkin bags gotta be some of the most boring milquetoast designed fashion accessories I've ever seen and you're gonna pay the price of a 2019 Honda Civic for a glorified diaper bag. i could fly to the everglades, kill and skin a crocodile and sew a bag on my own for less money and with less emotional guilt.

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jacksdinonuggets · 2 months ago

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First Public Regression!

To say that Vaggie was a little nervous was an understatement. She was having some little time with Charlie when she decided to suggest that they get some fresh air and go on a walk through the little town. Vaggie whined and told Charlie she didn’t wanna, but her mama told her it was healthy for her and she needed to. So Vaggie sat on the bed, her arms crossed as Charlie went through her checklist.

“Alright, I packed extra diapers, wipes, baby powder, your changing mat, a change of clothes in case you get too cold, a sippy cup and bottle, ear defenders, your stroller attachments, your rattle, pacifier wipes, sunscreen, your mittens and booties, some teethers, and the spit-up towel incase you need a snack while we’re out,” Charlie listed out loud as she checked off their items. She always overpacked for simple occasions.

She picked up the diaper bag of holding (search up bag of holding if you don’t understand the reference) and threw it over her shoulder before picking Vaggie up. The little one had her Koala stuffy in her arms and her paci in her mouth. Charlie carried her downstairs and set her on the couch as she set up the stroller. Vaggie was still a bit nervous though. What if people judge her? What if they recognize her and no one fears her anymore?! She whimpers as these thoughts enter her brain.

“Hey… I know that look~ It’s gonna be fine, sweetie,” Charlie told her as she buckled her in the seat of the stroller.

“Bu wha if-”

“Hey, no. No what if’s unless they’re positive. Everything will be okay, baby. We’re going to little town, no ones gonna judge you or hurt you.” Charlie promised, giving Vaggie a little boop on her nose.

They started their walk towards little town. A couple of citizens gave them weird looks on their way there. Vaggie whined and tried to hide her face in Cudlz the Koala (don’t judge her spelling! Its very impressive for a 2 year old!). Charlie saw her feeling embarrassed and reached down to give her a little head massage. Scalp scratches usually helped calm her down, which it did.

Finally, they made it to the gates of Little town. They walked through the Plaza, waving to other caregivers and littles. They walked around for a bit and eventually found a pond! There were lots of duckies there too. So they stopped and Charlie took Vaggie out of the stroller so they could watch the ducks. Vaggie giggled and made little quacking noises at them before silently gasping and checking if anyone was around. Charlie sighed. She really wanted Vaggie to just be herself and not have to worry if anyone saw or heard her.

So, Charlie quacked louder. If she was louder than Vaggie, then the small girl would feel less anxious about quacking at the ducks. This did make her little one giggle though. It was her cute and adorable little laugh.

Eventually, they got bored of the ducks and continued to walk around the town. Charlie then spotted a Build a Bear! That was where she got Vaggie’s koala. However, the stuffed animal did need a re-stuffing. Plus, if Vaggie wanted a heartbeat or sound, she could now add it!

“You wanna get Cudlz re-stuffed?” Charlie asked. Vaggie babbled happily behind her pacifier, excited to actually go in person! Charlie parked the stroller outside the store, grabbed the diaper bag and Vaggie and headed inside.

They browsed a bunch of new bears and stuffies but Vaggie didn’t want a new one. She instead looked over to the clothes and accessories. A little black shirt that said “cuddle buddy” on it, caught her eye. She grabbed it and continued to shop. Charlie was nearby, watching her and making sure she didn’t make a mess. If there was one thing Charlie wanted to teach Vaggie, it was to respect the imps and sinners that worked in retail or restaurants.

After picking out one more outfit, she got a heartbeat and lullaby sound in Cudlz when he was re-stuffed. Charlie finished paying and then brought Vaggie back out to her stroller. However, Vaggie said she wanted to walk. This made Charlie smile because she was now getting used to being little in front of others. The stroller was her comfort zone and now she was leaving it. The princess was so very proud of her little one.

They walked over to the little restaurant to grab some lunch. Vaggie already had a bottle that morning but no doubt needed some real food. So they went inside and got a table rather quickly. It was quite crowded though and made Vaggie go back to her nervous mindset. But Charlie had come prepared. She took out her ear defenders and placed them over the baby’s ears.

When they got seated, the waiter asked if they wanted a highchair. Charlie was about to answer for vaggie but then a little voice spoke up.

“No fanks you…”

Charlie was shocked. Vaggie hated talking to new people when Little and would go non-verbal around them. It took Vaggie a whole month before she started talking around Angel. However, before she could congratulate and praise Vaggie, the waiter asked them for their drinks. Vaggie was getting a little tired of milk, so she got some lemonade instead. Charlie got a diet pepsi (the cokes there have an…outdated recipe).

When the waiter left to go get their drinks, Charlie turned to her little one.

“Good job, sweetie! I’m so proud of you!” She praised her.

Vaggie smiled and giggled a little. She drew on the kids menu after deciding what she’d want. Charlie tried to get Vaggie to talk a bit with her but she shushed her and wanted to keep drawing.

When the waiter came back, he took their orders and left to go get up. The little restaurant gave the little drinks in cheap plastic sippy cups. Vaggie thought it was the coolest thing when she drank her lemonade.

Lunch was very delicious but before they left, Charlie decided to give her little one a change. They walked into the bathrooms and Charlie let out a huge sigh of relief when the bathroom was decent. Most places have the grossest bathrooms ever in hell. She walked into the big bathroom stall and took down the changing table. She put the changing mat over it and laid Vaggie down.

Due to this being her first public change, Vaggie was very fussy and kept squirming. It took Charlie a whole minute just to get her used one off of her. Wiping her down and getting the baby powder on was the easy part. Getting the new diaper taped up was the hardest.

“Vaggie, please stay still,” Charlie urged, trying to hold her still so she could get the tapes up. After distracting her with a rattle, she quickly taped it up and pulled up her skirt. She washed her hands and set Vaggie down before picking up the bag and held her hand as they left the bathroom.

Since it was getting close to Vaggie’s naptime, they decided to start heading home. But not before grabbing a small ice cream cone at the ice cream stand. Even though it melted fast, Vaggie enjoyed it while she was rolled back to the hotel, where she would take a nice nap in her comfy crib.

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mekyrdesign · 3 months ago

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Introducing our Vintage 1980s Diaper Backpack, a nostalgic accessory that combines practicality with retro flair. This stylish backpack features spacious compartments for all your baby essentials, making it perfect for on-the-go parents. The sturdy design and classic patterns harken back to the vibrant styles of the 1980s. Embrace the charm of yesteryear with the Vintage 1980s Diaper Backpack, where function meets fashion in a delightful throwback.

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fetishfairytales2 · 4 months ago

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The Secretary, Pt. 1 (Story)

When Chloe didn't show up to Brandi's birthday bash, I decided it was time to bring the party to Brandi's office. Sure, Chloe was the girl Brandi cheated on me with, but honestly I just felt sorry for the poor gal. If she could be fooled into thinking my little sweet sissy was a real man? Well, that girl had bigger problems! No, I need to introduce their former colleagues, especially Chloe, to my new and improved Brandi. I wanted to show off my little project, and I knew some people in the office would be the perfect audience!

As for Brandi's boss, Charles, that tall, dark, and handsome hunk of a man… let's just say we have a mutual understanding. We used to flirt when Brandi was still living a lie as a man, but now? Let's just say I had to put in some "extra work" during our private negotiations in his office to ensure Brandi could keep working remotely. It's all about using my charms, and Charles has certainly seen my charms, if you know what I mean! She dodged the humiliation of seeing her coworkers at her birthday party, but my sissy slut was not going to get that lucky twice! No, no, no!

As I drove over, I schemed, knowing this was gonna be fun! My little sissy Brandi was strapped into her car seat, helpless, wearing the cutest outfit ever. She looked adorable in her pink frilly skirt that barely covered her diapered ass, a white crop top with "Baby Girl" in glittery letters, and white knee-high socks with pink bows. But the accessories… Princess Brandi deserved some bling! I had her wearing this cute little bib that said, "Daddy's Little Girl," her penis pacifier, which was gagging her, tied tightly with a cute satin ribbon. The glittery pink sash that read "Birthday Babe" was the perfect touch! When I pulled into the near-empty parking lot, I burst out laughing. "Oh look, Brandi, there he is!" I teased, seeing my sissy squirm in the rearview mirror. "Mr. Charles, always the early bird. How lucky that he's still in his car!" I adjusted my the top of, very short, very tight black dress, making sure my tits were on full display, no bra necessary of course. Charles had seen me naked a million times by now, but I wanted to make a good impression! I stepped out of the car with a sway of my hips, letting the door slam shut. That got Charles' attention, for sure!

I strutted my stuff over to Charles' car, and I could practically feel his eyes burning a hole through my dress. He rolled down his window, eyes wide, like he wanted to fuck me right then and there. "Damn, Heather, you lookin' fine!" I giggled, leaning over to give him an eyeful of my cleavage. "Girl, you know what you're doing. Ain't you supposed to be at home with your man? Usually, you're visiting me in the afternoon!" God I hope Brandi could hear this. Charles stepped out of the car and twirled me around, whistling when he spotted the g-string peeking out from under my dress. "Well, well, Miss Heather. What's the occasion?" he asked, heading towards the door. I couldn't wait to show him my little surprise!

"Oh, Mr. Charles, could you be a gentleman and hold the door for me? I need to get my little girl out of the car," I purred, batting my eyelashes. With a confused shrugged, Charles obliged, watching as I opened the trunk and pulled out a massive pink stroller which had a ton of straps attached. I wheeled it over to the back seat, giving Charles a wink and leaned into the car. “Let’s go girlie,” I laughed tightened the ribbon securing Brandi's pacifier. "Come to Mommy, sweetie," I lifted my precious cargo out of the car and plopped her down into the stroller. I grinned down at my sissy, taking my time to strap her in securely. Her eyes widened as she realized where she was, and I knew that any second now, the waterworks would start. Seeing Charles' shocked expression as he realized it was Brandi in the stroller was fucking hilarious. He looked disgusted. I just grinned and acted casual, slinging the diaper bag over my shoulder and pushing my little sissy's stroller proudly, right past him and into the building. "She's my sweet widdle princess, Brandi!" I cooed and winked at the stud still standing in the doorway. "You coming, big boy?" Brandi’s boss was going to follow me to his office. Men are so easy. As we stepped into Charles' office, I laughed at how quiet he still was. The whole elevator ride up, this chiseled smoke show of a guy just stared at Brandi, trying to wrap his head around the fact that this diapered sissy was his former employee. He had no problem fucking me behind Brandon’s back, so let’s see how he felt about fucking me in front of Brandi’s face! “Let me just get her all situated,” I laughed as I pushed the stroller into the center of the room. “Okay girlie,” I grinned, leaning over, and whispering to my crying little sissy bitch, "Stop your fucking whining, Brandi. You know Mommy's in charge, and whatever I say goes." I giggled, seeing the fear and desperation in her eyes as she hyperventilated under her gag. "Now, be a good girl and let Mommy plan our little show for Charles here."

Charles was almost cute with his concern, asking; “what did you do to…him?” He’d forget he cared real quickI just ignored his silly question and got to work. Unstrapping my little sissy from the stroller, I pulled Brandi to her feet, letting those cute little pampers show. Then, I turned my attention back to Charles, strutting towards him and running my hands over his shoulders. I could feel Brandi's eyes on us as I smiled and looked back at her. Brandi was going to watch all of this, whether she liked it or not. Leading Charles over to his desk, I giggled at his confusion. "Damn, girl, you're a freak," he said, but I just shook my head and pulled his chair out

"Have a seat, Mister Charles," I purred, pushing him down into the chair with a giggle. Turning back to my little sissy, I snapped my fingers and ordered, "Get your ass over here, now! And stop that fucking crying, you're ruining your makeup." I loved seeing the fear in Brandi's eyes as she stood there, sobbing and shaking. "You have three seconds to get that pathetic ass over here, or I'm coming to get you," I warned, hands on my hips. "1…2…" Before I even finished counting, Brandi was waddling over in those stupid diapers, knowing better than to keep Mommy waiting. "Down, bitch," I demanded, pointing to a spot in front of Charles' desk.

I smiled at the chiseled hunk of a man, and then turned my attention to my little princess. "You better behave, Princess Pampers," I cooed, reaching into the diaper bag and pulling out the cutest hot pink metal handcuffs. I locked Brandi's arms above her head to the handle of a desk drawer, ensuring she was stuck there, unable to escape. Her boss just sat there, staring at the sight of his former employee, now my diapered sissy, sucking on a pacifier, helpless and exposed. I straddled Brandi's outstretched legs, bending over the desk so that Charles had a perfect view of my ass and my little sissy's terrified face just inches below it.

I was feeling extra playful, shaking and grinding against the desk. I lifted my dress, showing off my lacy black g-string and my perfect ass. Charles' eyes almost fell out of his head! I giggled, playing with the fabric and teasing him by pulling the underwear deeper into my ass crack. "So, whatcha think?" I asked with a cute smirk. Charles was almost drooling now.! Brandi was making some sad whimpering noises, but I just ignored the poor thing…for now. "You like this ass, Charles, don’t you?" I teased, shaking it playfully. "But the real question is, you wanna hit this?" I winked, pulling my skimpy panties aside to give him a quick peek. Charles just nodded, all tongue-tied. I mean, we'd done it on my desk a million times, but he was acting like it was all brand new! God men are too easy.

I was getting so turned on, I started rubbing my clit through my panties. I mean, why the hell not? Might as well give Charles the full show, right? "Mmm, if you wanna own my pussy, first you gotta own this pussy!" I moaned, grabbing my little sissy Brandi by her bleach-blonde ponytail and yanked her head up to look her boss in the face. Her muffled screams and pleading behind that cutie pacifier cock gag was music to my ears, and I just giggled with delight. "That's right, girlie pop, you're part of the fun," I beamed down at Brandi, feeling so fucking hot. "You're not just gonna sit there and watch me fuck your boss. Oh no, sissy slut, you're getting in on this action too!"

Charles was, like, totally into it, which was a little surprising. I thought he’d put up a little bit more of a fight before he turned on his former employee. Nope! He practically pounced on me, and I wouldn't be surprised if he accidentally stepped on Brandi's dumb sissy face he got to me so fast! That would've been hilarious! Charles grabbed my hips and pulled me close, his hand sliding down to my pussy. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he growled, "What do you want me to do, baby? I’m gonna fuck you so good.." Then, he smacked my ass! Damn, it stung so good, and I could feel my pussy getting even wetter. Charles didn't wait for an invitation; he just took control like the real man he is. He pushed my hand away and started rubbing my clit with his skilled fingers, slow and steady. Mmm, he knew exactly what he was doing, and I was loving it!

"What do you wanna do to you and your little bitch?" he teased, pulling my hair playfully and biting my ear. "You own you both, hmm slut?" I moaned softly, totally unable to resist him. I was, like, putty in his hands! I was even bucking my hips like a naughty girl. And Brandi, poor thing, was just trapped there, listening to her Mommy being such a whore for a real man. "I'm gonna make you both scream my name, baby," Charles chuckled, full of confidence. "You two are mine. You’re both going to call me Sir now." His fingers moved faster, and I could feel myself getting weaker in the knees. Damn, he was good! I loved how he always took control fast!

I was moaning, feeling myself getting so turned on, like, wow! Even Conner never owned me like this, holy shit! "Ooh, fuck, sir," I screamed, almost begging for more. "Please, not yet. Let me just…" Charles turned me around quickly, kissing my neck and grabbing my hair. He even pulled my tits out of my dress! This man was hungry, and I could feel my knees shaking. I had to brace myself to regain control; damn, my clit was in charge for a second there! I pushed Charles back with a playful smile. "Nu-uh, not yet, sir!" I teased, guiding him to his chair and straddling his lap. "First," I grinned, unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt and rubbing his chest, "I need to ask you for a favor. Then you can get your dick sucked all day, I promise!" I giggled, and it wasn't even a lie! Charles sighed and rolled his eyes, knowing I was up to something, but he didn't care. He was down for whatever at this point.

"I want you to call little miss intern, Chloe, into your office as soon as she gets in. Tell her it's important and she needs to clear her schedule. Do whatever you need to, I don't care, just get her in here." I winked at him. "Also, take off your pants. It's getting hot in here." I said with a smile. Now, I was back in control and God it felt good. He slid his pants off and sat back down, sissy’s eyes bulging when he saw what was hanging between Charles’ legs. God his cock was massive, I fucking loved it! "Oh, Sissy!" I cooed, smiling down at the pathetic sight of Brandi, tears pooling in those wide eyes of hers, snot streaking across her face. I just knew that wouldn't be the only mess decorating that cute baby cuck face of hers by the time I was done.

"Mommy wants to know, my widdle cucky, if you want to watch her sucking Sir's cock, hmm?" The shock of seeing me with her worst enemy was bad for Brandi, but know I was now fucking her boss too? Poor girl. She was shaking her head so har! It was so cute, the poor thing was in denial! "Oh, sweetie!" I giggled, feeling Charles' fingers pinching my nipples, making them hard just for him. "What you don't realize, my dumb sissy, is that Mister Charles and I have been fucking for months. Wondered why you've been allowed to work remotely all this time, being a stay-at-home baby cuck? Well, now you know, you silly, stupid girl!" I kissed Charles, feeling his tongue in my mouth and his hand pulling my hair. "This," I giggled, looking down at Brandi while my hands roamed Charles' chest, "is how Mommy's going to get you that promotion, little girl!”

Charles was all over me now, and I could tell he wanted more. "Promotion?" he asked, sounding intrigued as he sucked on my sensitive buds. I just smirked, knowing he'd love what I had to say. I leaned in, whispering my plan while practically pushing my tits into his mouth. His tongue and teeth on my nipples had me moaning, but I managed to explain how my little sissy Brandi would become his personal secretary. His hands gripped my ass, and then I felt them sneaking back into my panties. I arched my back and screamed when he fingered me again. God, he knew how to make me feel so damn good. "Tell me more about this new secretary of mine," Charles demanded, his fingers now playing with my clit. I whimpered and begged for more as I painted a picture of Brandi reporting to him daily, dressed in her sissy baby outfit, no spare diapers, plugged and gagged, and begging to be locked under his desk for the day. "Why do I need a sissy bitch under my desk?" Charles teased, his fingers working their magic on my clit while he pushed me closer to orgasm.

"Mmm, why don't you find out, baby?" I teased, climbing off Charles' lap and kneeling down next to the trapped Brandi, who was about to witness her cuckolding up close and personal. Charles laughed, a deep, sexy sound that filled the room, as he stood tall, his massive cock hard and throbbing, right in front of Brandi and me. "Watch closely, my widdle sissy bitch," I chuckled, reaching out to grasp Charles' dick. It felt so powerful in my hand, and I couldn't wait to taste it. I leaned in, my lips wrapping around the head of his cock, and I hummed in delight at the taste of his pre-cum as my tongue swirled around the tip. "Mmm, Sir's dick tastes so good, Brandi. So much better than your widdle clitty could ever hope to be!" I took him deeper, my lips gliding along his shaft, my mouth working hard to take his massive cock to the back of my throat. My hand stroked what my mouth couldn't reach, and I moaned with his cock buried in my throat, my eyes locking with Brandi's, seeing the tears welling up.

"I know you know how to do this, Brandi." I giggled around Charles' cock, looking directly into Brandi's eyes as I spoke, "I know you've practiced on Daddy's dick a million times. But, and shh, don't tell Daddy this," I paused, taking a breath and removing the monster cock from my mouth to playfully slap it across Brandi's face, "I think Sir here might be even bigger! So, you better learn how to take it like a good sissy!" My hand moved faster as I popped his cock back into my mouth, sucking greedily like it was a lollipop. "Bet you wish I would've sucked your dick like this, huh, widdle girl? Too bad it was too tiny to even find in your diaper!"

I just love when Charles takes control! I mean, feeling his strong hand on my head, pushing me down on his throbbing cock… it makes me feel so fucking good! He’s such a real man, he even held my head and was basically fucking my throat! Hearing him growl, "Fuck, slut, keep going!" made my pussy tingle. Like, oh my god, he was so dominant and demanding, ordering me to go faster, guiding my head up and down his massive dick. I get wet thinking about making him cum! And then, just as I was about to make Brandi's boss cum, right in front of her, there was a knock at the door. I might be a bit of an evil bitch, sure,, so I saw this as an opportunity for even more fun! I slowly took Charles' cock out of my mouth, teasing him right at the edge of his orgasm. The look on his face was priceless! I winked at him and mouthed for him to answer the door, promising to keep things fun. I gently gripped his throbbing cock, feeling its hardness and size. Holy crap, it was like the size of my arm! I bet Brandi was staring at it with her sad, tear-filled cucky eyes, realizing why she was in her Pampers while Charles was getting the royal treatment from me.

As Charles called out, "Who…is…it?" through gritted teeth, I smiled devilishly, knowing it was Chloe. I wanted to make this quick and fun, so I sped up my strokes, aiming to finish before our new friend arrived. Charles' cock was so big and veiny, and I could tell he was close the way it was twitching. It only took a few strokes for him to be gripping the desk, trying not to scream out loud. Just as he was about to explode, I directed his cock towards Brandi's pathetic little face and let a real man unload his massive cum loads all over her! It was like a fucking fire hose, I swear! Just load after load of cum landing on this poor, worthless little loser. Her cheeks, nose, and even in her hair, she was covered in cum! Her makeup was running down her cheeks and her lips and her tears were flowing again. I just knew snot wouldn’t be the only thing streaking her face today!

“Aww, see widdle Brandi, Mommy's got you a promotion!” I giggled as I gently wiped the excess jizz from my hands, onto her face. Charles let out a satisfied groan, all worn out and still pantless from our little playtime. I wrapped my lips around his cock one more time, loving the taste. Then like a proper lady, I stood up, straightened my dress, and helped him sit down. Pushing his chair gently up to him, I watched him down and groaned again. “Shh, I got this,” I giggled. There he was, my ex-boyfriend’s chiseled hunk of an alpha male boss, dazed from me blowing him, and naked from the waist down. His cock, covered in my saliva and his cum, was just inches from Brandi's gagged mouth. It was a sight that I'm sure Brandi would get used to, whether she liked it or not! As I quickly pulled my dress back over my tits, trying to act all casual and hide Charles' state, I called out; "come in!" to our little visitor. And, of course, who should it be but the lovely intern that Brandi started this whole adventure out by cheating on me with, but Chloe! I put on my brightest smile and greeted her with a cheerful and peppy; "hi, girl! You must be Chloe! I've heard so much about you!"

To Be Continued.

#humili sissi

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@flufftober Spring Edition Days 11 & 12: Enjoying the Fresh Air & Claiming, Clingy, Possessive

Note: Combining the two days and prompts because Steddie taking Joanie to the park turned into Eddie being clingy.

wc: 581 | Rated: T for Canon-Typical Swearing | cw: Mention of Eddie being bullied in the past (not by Steve!!!)

Tags: Eddie Munson is a Clingy Menace, Park/Playground, Winter Morning, Light-Hearted Bickering

'Eddie Munson vs. The Neighbourhood Park'

Steve breathes in the crisp but nonetheless refreshing wintery air as he and Eddie step through the wide gates of their local playground. A vast park area that looks surprisingly green despite the incoming Chicago winter.

The place is bustling, clearly the place for young families to be on a Sunday morning. Steve smiles, glad he convinced Eddie that they needed some time outside and that today was as good a time as ever to take Joanie on her first trip to the neighbourhood park.

At least he thinks it is a good idea until Eddie comes to a screeching halt beside him.

“S-Stevie,” he stutters, “I don’t know about this.”

Having insisted on carrying Joanie despite Steve wheeling along the stroller – a hand-me-down from Claudia, who inexplicably kept all of Dustin’s baby clothes, carriers and general accessories – Eddie holds their daughter impossibly close to his chest, shielding her as he scowls out at the park occupants.

“Eds, we need the fresh air,” Steve chuckles, “We can’t stay in the apartment forever.”

“Yes, we can,” Eddie argues matter-of-factly, refusing to take another step.

“Come on! You never had fun at the park as a kid?” Steve asks, frowning, “My Mom took me all the time. The park is where I met Tommy!”

“Exactly,” Eddie spits as Joanie looks at their surroundings with great curiosity, her pink pom-pom beanie giving her head some extra bobble, “You met an asshole like Tommy H. at the park. And yes, I went to the stupid park as a kid. I got pushed off the swing by Heather Hollaway and I almost broke my arm and Wayne never made me go again.”

Made?

Steve rolls his eyes.

A kid waddles along between them, looking entirely non-threatening in a gigantic red puffer jacket as he concentrates more on keeping upright than terrorising anybody.

But Eddie glares at the kid and takes a step back. Then another and Steve soon realises that his partner is backing away from the park.

“What are you doing!” he calls before violently ripping the empty stroller around so he can charge after him.

“I-I think we should go home,” Eddie begins, shaking his head as his eyes dart around the park, “Munchkin looks sleepy. Besides, it’s too cold… And what if she gets hungry? I-I think she might be getting a little stinky too.”

He takes an exaggerated sniff and makes a garbled, pee-ew sound.

Steve places a hand on his hip in defiance, aware that their daughter is perfectly a-okay (and equipped with a clean diaper).

Plus, they packed up half the house into the bag he is currently struggling to keep slung over his shoulder.

He looks around, searching for a solution when he spots a completely vacant tree to the side of the park, not a puffer jacket-wearing gremlin in sight.

“How about we sit over there to start with, hmm?” he points, aware he sounds more than a little desperate now.

Eddie stops a few paces outside the park’s perimeter and Joanie begins to squirm, fussing as she reaches out a mittens-covered grabby hand in the direction of the swing set.

Steve remains quiet as Eddie surveys the suggested spot with great caution, his tensed frame relaxing when he finally looks down at their daughter’s smiling face.

“... That might be okay,” Eddie hesitates after a long moment, “But if Joanie Bear doesn’t like it, we are hauling ass back home.”

“Fine by me,” Steve beams.

#this was going to be longer (and it's possibly late) but... I've had writer's block for a couple of days #fluffspring2024 #day 11 #day 12 #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie dads #steddie as girl-dads

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