#diaper cuckquean

[ayu-stuff]

"Ich liebe dich, Mama" (part 1)

A few years ago, traveling with your husband meant enjoying mojitos at the beach, having nice dinners while wearing your sexiest outfits and, of course, endless nights of loud hotel fucking. You'd traveled a lot, you two. Both in your 30s, both childless and having high-wage jobs, it was easy to discover the world. Both of you traveling from Maldives to Greece, from the Bahamas to Italy. That all changed, though, when he met Clara, the German intern at his office... Now your new Mommy. As bratty as any 21-year-old would be, she's made your whole last year a nightmare. A PEGI-3 nightmare, though: infantilizing diaper changes combined with mushy feedings and early bedtimes wearing thick fabric onesies. A dream come true. Or, at least, her dream come true.

And now she'd managed to make him pay for a week in Berlin for the three of you. Just like a little family! They'd been granted some holidays, and you, of course, had given up work on his command months ago. It was difficult losing your 150k salary in exchange for a lifelong sentence to diapers, but you wanted to make Daddy happy so much. And Clara was more than happy to take up the same position you gave up.

Last night, they'd made you drink a whole coffee cup before bed so that your risen anxiety levels forced you to remain awake. This was so you would hear the whole pounding your ex-husband gave her through the night. Now you're still awake, dying from the insomnia and sitting in a stupid baby travel crib the hotel staff had set up on Daddy's demand.

Yesterday, the German receptionist, who was probably in her late teens, nearly died from laughing her ass off when you three checked in. It was clear the childish crib was for the overgrown toddler who was strapped to the stroller, Clara's youngest cousin had just outgrown before the trip. The bulging diapers peeking out from your colorful leggings and your bright pink paci helped her understand the situation. She even gifted you a lollipop! How nice of her.

"Was für ein süßes Baby du bist! Ich bin mir sicher, dass Mama und Papa hier die bestmögliche Lösung für dich gefunden haben, indem sie uns um die schönste Wiege der Welt für ihr kleines Baby gebeten haben. So wirst du später die Erwachsenen nicht stören! [What a cute baby you are! I'm sure that Mommy and Daddy have found the best solution for you by asking us for the prettiest crib on Earth for their little baby. That way, you won't be bothering the grown-ups later!]" She'd told you, giggling while slightly squatting down to talk to you. It was clear to her and everyone else that you hadn't understood a thing. You wanted to cry.

"Awww. Du verstehst micht nicht, oder? [Awww. You can't understand me, right?]", she went on. "Nein, die kann kein Deutsch. Genauso wie jedes Neugeborenes, HAHAHA! [No, she doesn't speak German. Just like every newborn, HAHAHA!]", Clara helped you out. Or at least, you thought she was helping you out... "Die ist wirklich mega süß. Und hast du den Geruch gemerkt? Sie scheint, ein Boom-Boom gemacht zu haben... [She is really super cute. And have you noticed the smell? It seems she made a boom-boom...]", Mommy told her. You blushed so badly when you recognized the word Boom-boom. They were talking about your diapers! "Echt? Macht sie wirklich das? WOW. Wie alt ist sie aber? [No way! Does she really do that?. WOW. But how old is she?]". "Jawohl. Ein komplett geschissenes Baby. Unglaublich peinlich HAHAHA [Of course. A completely shitty baby. Incredibly pathetic HAHAHA]. And tell her, sweetie. She wants to know your age! The real one." Both girls couldn't stop cackling when you said 34. Daddy, who hadn't understood but this, smiled at the realization that they were bullying you in a foreign language, adding playfully that you're still learning to talk like a big girl.

Is any language not foreign for a stupid baby, though?

And that was just the beginning. The baby crib was, indeed, incredibly pathetic. Unglaublich peinlich. They forced you in straightaway for what they knew was the best discipline they could inflict on you: a poopy nap. God, you hated poopy naps. They made you feel just like a fucking newborn. Genauso wie jedes Neugeborenes... And so they left you rot in your mess while they had a romantic Berlin dinner. They told you they'd be so proud of their little baby if you humped your mess while in the crib, but you are a grown-up woman, for God's sake. You had never done that and would never do that!

They were back a few hours later. It was late already, and you were so fucking hungry... You had only been fed some mushed peas in the airport's nursing area, under the ruthless scrutiny of some teen moms who also needed to microwave their infants' bibs. "Unglaublich. Die sieht wie meine Mutter aus, muss aber gefüttert werden wie mein kleiner Jonas hier. [Incredible. This woman could be my mother, but she needs to be fed like my little Jonas here]", you heard one say to herself while taking a toddler to the bathroom. To which your Mommy chimed in, holding your bib: "Tja, ich weiß, es ist ein bisschen weird, guck mal aber ihr Lätzchen! Ist sie nicht die allerhübschte Prinzessin? Ich glaub' schon! Wie alt ist dein Kleiner? Er kann stolz darauf sein, schon potty-trained zu sein, nicht wie Missy hier [Yes, I know, it's somewhat weird... but look at her bib! Is she not the prettiest princess ever? I think so! And how old is your little one? He can be proud to be already potty-trained, not like Missy here...]". Clara was showing her the waistband of your pampers. You couldn't take it anymore. "HAHAHA sorry was??? Die trägt Windeln noch??? Das muss mega peinlich sein. Jonas hier ist 2 Jahre alt und weiß, dass nur Baby Wildeln trägen müssen! [HAHAHA sorry what??? She's still wearing diapers? That has to be utterly pathetic. Jonas here is 2 years old and knows that only babies wear diapers]". They were talking about that fucking tot. It was certain they were comparing both little babies with each other... Fuck off. And just when you tried to reply, she stuffed your mouth with your always so convenient pacifier. Their chat was going to take time, apparently. And it did. The mother shared tips with your mommy on all the ways she took care of her two year old... after all, you just weren't there yet.

Anyway, last night you were hungry as hell when they opened the room door. Both of them clearly love drunk, a little tipsy, and you saw a pack of condoms in his left hand. He was probably squeezing her butt cheek with the left one, but that you couldn't see from the silly crib. And you didn't dare to get up, which was perhaps the perfect proof you belonged there. You could see that she was holding a McDonald's bag along with a big cup of coffee, though.

And here comes your Daddy. "Well, sweetie, how was your afternoon? God, it stinks in here. We'll change you right away, don't worry. But tell us: don't you have a gift for us? We were talking about how delightful it would be to find a nice, big cummy in your poopy diapers. Will we find one? Were you a good girl while we were out? I'm sure you were". Your Mommy was radiant, snickering to your reaction. "W-what, Dada? I-I.... I didn't wantchu! I-I just... fowgot! I'm sowwy!!", you stuttered through your pacifier.

"Well, that's a shame. Guess we'll throw away this Big Mac, then. No grown-up food for stupid toddlers. We'll stick to changing you. Then it's bath time for you and back in your crib. This coffee will make your tummy all rumbly so you'll learn your lesson. Daddies are to be listened to."

You shouted. Kicked. Screamed. The travel crib creaked and Daddy had to lift you up in a rush. After a well deserved spanking and your change -you could feel the utterly humiliating diaper rash all over your butt cheeks-, you behaved like an angel during bath time. After, you didn't even complain when they made you guzzle a full baby bottle of black coffee for dinner. Perfect for your weak stomach.

Back in your childish crib, wearing only your diapers, you were so humbled you didn't even react to Daddy's remarks about your "baby fat". He used to go crazy for your big, juicy udders, whereas now he just sees them as two unenticing balls of fat. "In German, we call that 'Babyspeck', love. That's what she has hanging up there. She's just a big, chubby baby!!! Why would she need sexy tits, like mine?

But now it's beddy byes for you, sweetie. Das Baby braucht Schlaf, sonst wird sie mürrisch... [The baby needs sleep, or she'll get cranky...] Awww. Do you want to learn some German? You were soo cute today, all lost in the big world... Repeat after me. No, don't take out your paci, it'll be cuter this way.

Ich-li-e-be-dich-Ma-ma."

"Ischiebesish, Mamma". You thought at this point you couldn't blush anymore.

"Again. I am Mama, you know? It means 'I love you, Mommy'. And don't you love Mama?? Ich liebe dich, Mama!"

"Ich wiebe wich, Mama!"

"Awwwww", cooed both Mommy and Daddy. "Now try to get some sleep, kiddo. You'll need it".

The morning after...

"Good morning, sweetie. Awww. Still blushing?? Your Daddy really makes me moan, you know... Well, as if you hadn't heard us from down there...".

To be continued...

[ayu-stuff]

It's okay, sweetie. You still have a lot to learn...

Awww baby tits you telling us you want to wear a paci when your in the corner? And a vibrator?

Goodness you have a dirty little mind!

But do you really think we'd let you get off while being cucked? The whole point of being cucked is that your mind is far to innocent to understand whats happening!

Look see! Your sucking a paci! Your to innocent to cummies.

I’m still learning about cucking, and there are conflicting opinions on here too about whether I’m allowed in the room. 😧

I constantly get the terminology wrong and mixed up too, but @ayu-stuff says it’s ok as I’m still learning to talk like a grown up… 🙁

[maddie-dog-story-blog]

Accidental Regression

As Missy sat on her bed, furiously humping her giant stuffed bear while wearing a wet and messy diaper, she listened to her Mommy fuck her new girlfriend in the guest room. Missy couldn't help but wonder how she had gotten here. How had she become so pathetic? As she continued to rub herself to her Mommy's porn star moans, Missy could feel the eyes of her hundreds of stuffed animals staring at her and judging her.

Life hadn't always been this way for Missy. When Mommy and Missy first moved in together, their roles in their relationship were well-defined. Missy was a precocious adult-toddler who couldn't be trusted to keep her pants dry or stay out of trouble, but was always around to help satiate Mommy's needs for 'big-girl cuddles.'

Mommy, on the other hand, was a dutiful caregiver, always there to take care of Missy's every need. Those needs includes diaper changes, baths, feedings, and of course helping Missy with her need for more than occasional 'big girl' releases.

Beyond the age play dynamics, Missy remembered her relationship with Mommy being quite normal for the first six months they lived together. Yes, Mommy would change Missy's wet diapers before Mommy railed her with her strap-on. Sure, Missy found herself humping wet and messy padding as she ate Mommy out. But, although their sex was pretty kinky, it was still frequent, mostly normal, and, from Missy's perspective, excellent.

Even most non-sexual aspects of their relationship were normal. Just six months ago, Missy and Mommy shared a room and a bed. They slept together every night and woke up together every morning. They weren't the AB/DL couple who converted their guest room to a nursery for the little partner to sleep in every night. They were closer than that.

All of that changed about two months ago. Mommy had to fly out of state for work for a month to supervise the start-up of a new manufacturing plant. She was scheduled to be gone for a month. The whole situation was horrible to Missy. How was she supposed to survive without Mommy for a whole month?

Mommy, the dutiful caregiver she was, did what she could to minimize Missy's distress about the separation. She special ordered a giant teddy bear for Missy to sleep with at night while she was gone. The large stuffie filled half of their bed by itself and alternated between saying, "I love you, baby," and, "You're a good girl," when Missy squeezed the bear's left paw. Mommy even went so far as to douse the stuffed bear, quickly dubbed Mommy Bear, in her perfume, so that it would even smell like the dominant woman.

Once Mommy left, Mommy Bear became a huge comfort for Missy. Every night, Missy would find herself cuddling into the giant stuffie's chest, inhaling Mommy's scent as she repeatedly squeezed the bear's paw to bask in the sound of Mommy's loving words.

After Mommy left, it didn't take long for Missy to start to look to fulfill her big girl needs on her own as well. Just a couple days after Mommy left for work, in the wee hours of the morning, Missy found herself with her hand in her wet diaper, desperately trying to cum. However, without Mommy there, it just didn't seem right. Missy threw her free hand to the side, and accidentally pressed Mommy Bear's paw. The stuffie, in Mommy's voice, said, as it had a hundred times before, "You're a good girl." Those words sent a thrill of pleasure through the diapered and desperate woman that she hadn't felt since Mommy left. That gave Missy an idea.

Tentatively, Missy climbed on to Mommy Bear, mounting the stuffed animal with one leg on each side. She grabbed Mommy Bear's left paw in one hand and buried her face into Mommy Bear's chest. The smell of Mommy's perfume was intoxicating.

Slowly at first, and then increasingly furiously, Missy began to thrust her hips into Mommy Bear's padded body. As she humped, Missy squeezed the bear's hand, activating the revised messages.

"I love you, baby. You're a good girl," Mommy's voice said over and over again.

Missy started to moan into Mommy Bear's chest. The warm, wet padding of her diaper stimulating her throbbing pussy. She continued to breath deeply through her nose, sucking in as much of Mommy's scent as she could. With Mommy's voice ringing in her ears and smell feeling her nose, Missy could almost imagine that she wasn't molesting a stuffed animal, but was fucking her partner instead.

In a matter of a few minutes, Missy reached her limit. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled back in her head as she came. She then let her body relax and collapsed onto Mommy Bear's soft padding. She popped her thumb into her mouth just before saying, "Fank you, Mommy," and falling asleep.

Missy's experiments with Mommy Bear didn't end that night or end with Mommy Bear. With her partner gone, Missy had no adult supervision, and she took full advantage of it. During the day, Missy found herself waddling her padded bottom through all of the toy stores in town, buying every stuffed animal that called out to her. At night, Missy took care of her adult needs in the most childish way she could. Nightly, she found herself rubbing her wet and messy diapers onto all of her new 'friends' until she fell asleep in a post-orgasm haze.

By the time Missy's Mommy came home, the master bedroom they shared had been completely altered.

"Missy! Mommy's home!" Mommy said as she walked through the door of the master bedroom for the first time in a month. Her jaw dropped open at what she witnessed.

Missy was on the bed, her hair a wreck, obviously unbrushed in days. Missy's pink diaper was full to bursting with pee, and a suspicious smell in the room told Mommy it was full in another way as well. Drool was dripping down Missy's chin, making it as wet as her diapered pussy, as she mindless humped a giant, stuffed pink unicorn.

The unicorn wasn't the only new stuffed animal in the room. The king bed that Missy and Mommy shared was now completely covered with stuffed animals. Similarly, stuffed dogs, cats, bears, and every other sort of animal stared out from every corner of the room. Mommy started to glower as she realized that Missy had turned their once adult bedroom into a toddler's playroom.

"Missy! What is going on here?" Mommy said sternly as she took in the room. Missy looked up and froze. Mommy looked so incredibly beautiful that Missy wanted to jump off Juniper, her noble unicorn stead, immediately and give her a hug. However, the stern look and anger burning under Mommy's eyes stifled that desire.

"Um... uh... Nuthin' Mommy! I was just, uh, playing! Welcome home!" Missy stuttered out.

"I knew I should have never left you alone! I was only gone a month! Look at this place! You've turned my bedroom into a nursery!" Missy's Mommy ranted as she walked into their bedroom. "Where am I even supposed to sleep? It looks like you replaced me with a toy store!"

Missy had to admit that Mommy had a point. Their bed was so full of stuffed animals that Missy herself had taken more to curling into it like it was a nest, rather than laying in it like a bed. There definitely was not room for another adult to lay on the bed.

"I... uh... I... well..." Missy couldn't come up with an answer. Interrupted mid-hump, Missy was not prepared to justify just how far she has delved into her little side while Mommy was out of town.

Watching her pathetic, diapered girlfriend fail to find words as she confronted her, Mommy's look and overall demeanor softened. "Oh, princess, don't worry. This wasn't your fault. I should have known that a baby-brained, little pamper packer like you couldn't take care of herself for a whole month," Mommy said as she walked over and kissed Missy on the forehead. "We'll talk more about this later, but for now, it looks like I interrupted your play time. Why don't you show me how you play with your new toys?"

Missy practically melted at the positive attention Mommy was giving her. With Mommy actually in the room with her, she was ready to do anything to get the other woman's approval. So, as instructed, and with renewed vigor, Missy began to continue thrust her hips into her trusty stead Juniper.

If only Missy had known them what she knew now. The show Missy put on with Juniper for Mommy was the first of many. Having come home to her room being functionally converted into a giant nursery, Mommy decided it was in everyone's best interest if she moved out of the master and into the guest room, letting Missy have the little room of her dreams.

Mommy's move also meant that Missy and Mommy weren't sleeping together anymore. And, much to Missy's chagrin, not sleeping together had more than one meaning. After coming home to find just how little self control Missy had unsupervised, Mommy let Missy know that she didn't feel comfortable having 'adult time' with such a little girl anymore. Mommy let Missy know that for the foreseeable future, if Missy wanted to stay in any sort of relationship with Mommy, Missy would only be allowed to make cummies by humping her stuffed animals, just like she had for the month while Mommy was gone.

When Mommy moved to the guest room, she also let Missy know that she was going to start seeing other people. Mommy had big girl needs that needed to be fulfilled too, and, unlike Missy, Mommy wasn't going to get off by humping teddy bears. Plus, Mommy had explained to Missy, Missy clearly needed more adult supervision. Maybe Mommy could find a partner who'd be willing to be Missy's second Mommy?

And that's how Missy found herself here, humping Mommy Bear while her real Mommy fucked another woman in the next room. As Mommy's screams came to a crescendo, Missy closed her eyes and buried her face in Mommy Bear's chest. She squeezed Mommy Bear's paw, letting Mommy's recorded voice merge with her real life scream. Missy hated that this was as close as she would ever get to fucking Mommy again. She hated that some other woman was getting to enjoy the body that should be hers. But, what she hated the most was that she did this to herself, and, even worse, deep inside, she enjoyed this.

Missy pressed Mommy Bear's paw again.

"I love you, baby," Mommy's voice rang out for the thousandth time.

Missy let her frustration, anger, humiliation, and horniness wash over her. She let herself cum while humping her stuffed animal, knowing, deep inside, this was the only way she'd ever get off again.

[pippeebottom]

say her name

tonight was the night. i had been begging Daddy to fuck me for days, i was desperate and needy and he had been sexting his best friend (who i’ll call Kate from now on) throughout the week but reducing me to “making humpies”, because he thinks that’s the “cutest way for me to make cummies”.

but tonight, that was changing. tonight, Daddy promised he would give me his dick again. He put my leash on and put my plug in, then laid down and told me to suck his paci while i edged myself. I deepthroated his paci and tried to keep all of Daddy in my mouth as much as possible, because we had been practicing and i knew he liked that. I could hear him moaning and i worked faster, glancing up to see him on his phone.

“keep going baby, Daddy’s just looking at big girls” he said as he pushed my head down, back to my focus. i reached my hand up to his balls to play with them as i tried to devour his cock

when he was ready, he pulled on my leash and told me to get on my hands and knees.

he pushed my head into the pillow and pushed himself into my hole slowly. i cum immediately at the touch, the feeling of him inside me, im a puddle.

“oh fuck you feel so good” he groans, his thrusts hit me hard as he pumps into me with all his strength

i can barely hold myself up as he slams into me and another wave of orgasms hit, then in pure bliss he moans:

“keep cumming for me, Kate.”

i instantly crumple, but he pulls me back up and doesn’t hold back: “your pussy feels so good around Daddy’s cock, Kate. I never want to stop fucking you, Kate. You’re gonna make Daddy cum, Kate.”

All while he fucks me harder than my lil cunny can handle and i cum uncontrollably.

he pulls out and i wince at the emptiness, but its only to put me on my side so that i can see that he’s on his phone again, looking at Kate’s pictures. He slides his cock back into me, but this time once its all the way in, he doesn’t move.

“Daddy wishes he was in her pussy right now. She’s such a big girl and never smells like peepees, or messes since you’re a stinky baby now too. Her pussy feels so tight around Daddy’s cock, Daddy wishes he was cumming with her. Do you like when Daddy calls you her name?”

i feel like i am on fire, but i manage to moan out “yes Daddy please” and he sets his phone down, grabs my hips and looks at me “You’re such a good little sex toy, you just lay there and let me get off while i pretend i’m in the pussy i actually want to be in!”

he shoves my face back in the pillows, pulls his cock almost all the way out of my pussy and slams back into me, resuming his rough and steady speed. He doesn’t speak to me again, except to tell Kate how good *she’s* doing and how much he’s missed fucking her. he came so hard as he moaned her name and it was like i wasn’t even there.

[mamas-filly]

Given that I went through the hassle of making a whole new blog, I'm gonna put some effort into this one!

Minors Do Not Interact

My main kinks are

❤️Degradation

❤️Diapers

❤️ABDL

❤️Humiliation

❤️Petplay

❤️Total power exchange

❤️Domestic Service

Lately I've been dabbling in

❤️Corruption

❤️Cuckquean

❤️Goddess play

❤️Body worship

❤️Forced Mod

❤️Abduction

..

I am a polyamorous Furry from central Texas I'm a masochist, more as a way I'm wired than as a kink, at least in my own reckoning, and I'm so desperate to please I'm willing to explore a lot of new ideas!

[diapereddoe]

How's Perma Cucky Wucky Oopsie Poopsie Diaper Pig doing today? Surely even you can't be stinky and messy at this moment right? Also, how does it feel to be a diaper cuckquean and being humiliated knowing that your dates are possibly dating a super pooper and a pisser? 😁😁😁

Hehe I am 😋. A messy diaper change before I go out on a big girl date, how embarrassing 🙈

[maddie-dog-story-blog]

Her Own Worst Enemy

This is my entry into yet another writing competition with @baby-erica and @destinedfordiapers. Go vote for who made their target the blushiest here!

Erica absolutely adored Mads. He was tall, strong, handsome, and dominant.

Every word he spoke felt like an order. It sent shivers of pleasure down her spine to comply to his ever whim.

That's why she wasn't surprised when one night, after particularly amazing sex, Mads disclosed to her that he was domming another woman online. He told her that the other woman's name was Eri, the Erica's nickname as a child, that she was Erica's age, and that she got off on being Mads' pathetic, diapered, little cuckquean.

Mads told Erica that he spoke to Eri like a child. He ordered her to wear and use diapers. He also told her about all of Mads and Erica's sexual escapades, taunting Eri's face with details of sexual encounters that she would never have.

As Mads explained his relationship with Eri, Erica's pussy started to throb. She couldn't help but start rubbing herself. The idea of some pathetic women rubbing her pissy diaper to the thought of Erica's wild sex set her slit on fire. She felt like a porn star in all of the best ways.

"Um, Mads?" Erica asked her boyfriend coyly as he watched her pleasure herself to the thought of domming another woman, "Do you, uhhhh, think I could help you… mmmm… tease Eri…. gah… too?"

Mads grinned, crawling onto the bed next to Erica and replacing her hand with his own.

"I thought you'd never ask," he responded as his fingers darted into Erica's wet lips, bringing her to a quick, yet marvelous orgasm.

Over the next few months, Erica took an active role in domming poor little Eri. Although Mads never let Erica see or speak to Eri herself, Erica constantly teased Eri via video.

Erica recorded herself riding Mads, Mads taking her from behind, sucking Mads off, and Mads sucking on her tits. She memorialized each sexual encounter with her dream man, as she taunted and teased the diapered woman on the other side of the camera.

"Mmm, Eri, I bet you wish were being filled up with Daddy's cock like me, instead of filling your pants like a fucking baby!"

"Oh, Eri, don't you wish you got to suck Daddy's big, hard cock like me, rather than just that silly little paci?"

"Mmm, Eri, if you had big girl tits like me, maybe Daddy would want to… Mmm…suck yours instead of… fuck, Mads…. mine. To bad you're nothing but a silly baby… fuck… not a… mmm… real woman like me."

"Fuck… Eri, if you weren't so pathetic…. ghhhh… you might be bouncing on Daddy's cock… ffff… like me…. gah… instead of bouncing in your loaded…. fuck… pampers."

Each message Erica recorded got progressively meaner and more degrading. Mads urged Erica's sadism at each turn, begging her to be more ruthless in her naughty recordings as time passed. Mads swore that Little Eri was begging to be degraded and talked down to more with each passing day.

Erica loved it. The power, Eri's humiliation, the mind-blowing sex, it was all so intoxicating.

However, as time passed, Erica found herself wanting to become more involved in Eri's submission. She began to press Mads to meet, or, at the very least, to speak with the other woman.

Each time she broached the subject, however, Mads denied her.

"Eri is shy."

"Eri isn't ready to meet you."

"Eri is too embarrassed to introduce herself yet."

Time after time, Erica's requests to meet Eri were shut down.

That was until, one day, Mads finally relented.

"Erica, you're right, it's probably time you met Eri," Mads said with a sigh as he lied naked in bed next to Erica after a particularly wild love-making session, "but, to meet Eri, you need to understand her situation better first."

Erica swallowed nervously at Mads' last statement. She didn't like the sound of that.

"What do you mean, 'understand her situation better?'" She asked hesitantly.

Mads smiled. "Well, sweetie, before you can meet Eri in person, you need to spend some time in her booties first. If you agree to spend some time in the nursery, I'll arrange for you to meet Eri."

Erica turned on her side and shuddered in both pleasure and fear.

She had never seen the inside of attached to her boyfriend's master bedroom. The nursery always locked, and Mads never let her inside when she asked. She had wanted to see the inside of that room for months now, but not in the way Mads was suggesting it would happen now.

"Like," Erica licked her lips nervously, "Really spend time in the nursery?"

Mads responded quickly, "Yes, baby. ~Really~ spend time in the nursery. I've thought about it, and you can't truly meet Eri until you experience her life a little."

Seeing Mads' determination, Erica knew she had no other options if she ever wanted to meet her boyfriend's diapered pet. So, reluctantly, she agreed to spend some time in the nursery.

The next morning, Erica found herself stripped naked and led into the babyish . Her eyes grew wide as she took in the giant baby furniture, adorned with cuffs and straps meant to detain any unwilling occupants.

Mads led Erica by the hand to a giant changing table and lifted her up on to it with ease.

"Let's get a diaper on that tushy," Mads said, popping a pacifier into Erica's mouth before she could protest.

Erica's cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment as she was expertly lotioned, powdered, and diapered by her boyfriend. In fact, Erica was so embarrassed, she didn't notice Mads slip a suppository up her backside as he taped her into the infantile garment.

"Now, let's complete the look."

Mads helped Erica down from the changing table and immediately began to dress her in a onesie that, somehow, fit her perfectly. He then grabbed some ribbon and quickly tied her hair into two neat pigtails on either side of her head.

"Perfect!" Mads announced as he tied the second bow in Erica's hair, "You look adorable!"

Nervously sucking the pacifier she was given, Erica demurely let herself be lead to the crib and restrained inside with both wrist and ankle cuffs.

"Some time strapped in the crib will really let you know what it feels like to be Eri," Mads said, kissing Erica's forehead.

Erica blushed, wishing this would be over quickly, while at the same time beginning to feel a burning sense of pleasure growing within herself from the humiliation.

As she laid in the crib, Erica noticed a strange object covered by a cloth hanging from the ceiling spanning the length of the crib. The woman was unable to determine what it was. Erica also noticed a large television hanging on a wall nearby.

"Ok, baby, I'm going to let you get settled. Don't worry, Daddy will be back soon," Mads said, leaving the room.

With Mads gone, the suppository inside of Erica worked quickly. The small woman began to thrash in the crib futilely before ultimately giving in and loading her diaper for the first time as an adult.

Erica was softly crying as Mads walked back into the room. Erica was both humiliated and incredibly aroused by the horrifying situation.

"What's wrong, baby? Did somebody make a stinky?"

The mocking made Erica sob harder as Mads walked over and caressed her cheek.

"Hush, baby, I know what will make you feel better. I think it's time you meet Baby Eri!"

Erica watched in horror as Mads pulled the cloth off the object hanging above the crib, revealing a full length mirror. Erica stared at herself, hair in pigtails, strapped into a crib, sucking a pacifier, wearing nothing but a onesie and messy diaper. A horrible realization dawned on her.

"Erica, meet Baby Eri!" Mads said cheerily, "I think you're going to find you have a lot in common!"

Erica turned her head to the side as she heard the television click on.

"I'm going to leave and let you get to know each other. Have fun!" Mads said as he pressed play on the remote and left the room.

Erica, or Baby Eri as she had now become, couldn't help but release a small stream of urine into her thirsty padding as she saw her own face fill the large screen.

Soft panting filled the air before Eri heard her own voice ring out.

"Mmm, Eri, I bet you wish were being filled up with Daddy's cock like me, instead of filling your pants like a fucking baby."

Eri's pussy throbbed in pleasure as she realized what was happening. Not only had she become a diapered cuckquen, but, she was being cucked by herself.

Even worse, Eri thought as she tried to free her hands from the cribs cuffs so she could rub the front of her messy diaper, she couldn't deny this is what she really wanted: To be nothing more than Mads' pathetic diapered plaything.

[chastisedsissyclaire]

I adore your page, so do a few of my diaper maids and wet nurses, I have a question, have you ever thought about a caption of a diaper maid sissy that's made to be less than a diaper cuckquean who is bottle fed?

First off, Thank You Very Much!! I have done some stories about men getting turned in to diaper wearing sissy gurls by their wives or girlfriends. I haven't done one in a while though. Just look up #Sissy Claire Story and you'll be about to scroll though the stories I've written.

[collegecuckcakev3]

I’m a lesbian used to domming women irl, but reading your blog just makes me want to be cucked and humiliated by confident woman such as yourself. Never letting me get my girly parts touched again by a woman, nor getting to be fucked by a man. Having me sit in a corner with a diaper on and being made to suck her thumb as the real adults are getting to fuck and have orgasms while this diapered dummy is only allowed to be tormented by her betters. My heart is RACING even admitting this to a better woman.

mmmm yes the strong domme has cuckquean fantasies. Such a hot reversal of power. Have you dommed lots of women? Are there any things you’ve done to women you fantasize about having done to you? Edge for me as you type out another ask to me, cunt.

[sadistic-shortie]

Shrimp/Phoenix. 18. Transsexual, Salmacian, nonmonogamous, demi/bi/gay. He/Him. Dom-leaning switch. RACK > SSC for me.

Both horny and inquisitive asks are welcome. DMs are hit or miss. Kink talk and porn sharing are fine; unsolicited flirting and pictures aren't. Tagging is not consistent (blame Tumblr for that), so if you're sensitive to anything in my kink list, tread lightly or leave. Common triggers and nonconsent are highlighted in red.

I block genuine bigots, anyone who endorses real consent violations (CSA, bestiality, rape, et cetera), and kinkshamers on sight. I also am likely to block or not follow back if your DNI criteria includes specific kinks. Also, obviously, if you're underage, please don't interact with my posts directly. Be at least 16, preferably 18+.

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Main Kinks: Gore/snuff/necrophilia, sadomasochism, chemical play, kidnapping, noncon/CNC, somnophilia, zoophilia/formicophilia, anthros, teratophilia/pokephilia, incest (fauxcest), watersports/omorashi, bondage, orgasm control/denial/edging, sensation play, lactation, squirting, anal/pegging, body worship (navel, muscles, ears), crossdressing, degradation/humiliation, homophobic play/slurs, sounding, femdom, malesub, salirophilia, voice kink, body hair, psyche play

Occasional Kinks: Ageplay (fauxbaiting), lolisho/cub, maledom, femsub, vore/cannibalism, transformation, hyper/macro/micro, breeding, exhibitionism/voyeurism

Curious About: Prostitution/sex work, raceplay, cuckolding/cuckqueaning, sneezing, boot worship, emetophilia, objectification, foot play

Soft Limits: Tickling, latex/rubber, piercings, clothespins, fisting, misgendering/transphobia play, fetishistic self-harm

Hard Limits: Scat, spitting, prolapse, diapers, infantilism, staples

Don't see your kink here or wonder why a kink is where it is? Then ask about it! I don't bite!

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Gore Asks

Kink Rating 1 & 2

50 Questions

NSFW Asks 1 & 2

Silly Horror-Themed Asks

[petalsplayplace]

God ive been having such bad cuckquean fantasies latelyyyyy 🥺🥺🥺 just wanna get scooped up by a couple to be pathetic and diapered for them and never cum again 😩😩😩

[hailthequean2]

🚫 PLEASE READ 🚫

NO MINORS AT ALL!

READ THE RULES.

My original HTQ account was 🪓’ed due to posting provacative imagery. I will only be sharing imagery that is less likely to be 🏴‍☠️’ed on this account.

About me: 👑

I'm over 40. Demi/Sapio. Intellectual. She/Her.

I enjoy writing sexy stories related to cuckqueaning. I have been doing so on Tumblr for over 10 years on profiles that have come and gone.

I’ve been into the kink for most of my life and I have experience with it. I am using this site to share fantasies and information for the quean community and those who enjoy the dynamic.

I tend to write about cuckqueans, cuckcakes, edging, orgasm denial, and sometimes cheating and humiliation. If you don't like reading about any of those things, don't follow me.

My hashtag SEXY STORY links to all posts that include my own writings.

Hard Limits: race play, incest, animals, hucow, udders, age play, mommy, diaper talk.

Queer, Gender-fluid, NB, Trans welcomed here. If you write about queer cucking experiences, let me know so I can follow you and read your writing!

If you have questions for me, I prefer an Ask instead of DM.

I'm only on here when I have time. Not obligated to respond to anyone. If I don't reply, take that as a sign I don't want to engage and respect that. No, I won't write a story about you.

I will add more to this when I feel the need. Check the hashtags for related posts.

[heyimdolly]

kinklist✨️✨️

i might add a few later since i dont remember them all

CURRENT KINKS:

- praising

- tease and denial

- humiliation

- petplay

- bimbofication

- bondage

- chastity

- cuckqueaning

LIMITS:

- detrans

- gore

- ageplay

- diaper-stuff

[ayu-stuff]

"My God, it's not the first time I've made you play this little game. You know the rules, baby. Would you fucking stop crying?

I know every other night I bring a girl from the club, but it's always up to you whether I sleep with her or with you! You just have to pose for me next to her. Bare-chested. Whoever has the bigger tits of the two of you, gets to feel Daddy inside of her. Whoever happens to have just two pathetic mosquito bites, gets a princess pacifier, a bulky diaper and a nice, fwustwating night in the crib!

Aww, that might be the problem, right? Don't worry kiddo, I promise I'm not choosing busty women on purpose just to make you feel inadequate. The thing is, it's too difficult to find someone as under-developed as a real toddler, just like you!

I. Said. Don't. Cry. I don't care you've lost thirteen days in a row. Now, let's get you confy, sweetheart! Mommy is waiting for me".

[alittlemxchievous]

Oh god this isn’t gonna go well, but I’ll give it a shot, everything that I’m into that I think counts as a kink, go: diapers, Abdl, pet play, pony play, puppy play, chastity, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, painal, object insertion, water sports, bondage, gags, impact play (specifically spanking), cnc, somno, monsterfucking, censored porn, latex, leather, nose hooks, anal hooks, enemas, omo, public exposure, voyeurism, exhibitionism, cuckholding, cuckqueaning, double penetration, bukkake, gang bangs, orgies, collars, predicament bondage, feet, humiliation, training in other languages, hypnosis, loss of control, lifestyle change, free use, slime girls, facefucking, being ignored, sph, prejac, breast reduction, breast enhancement, bitchsuits, hobbles, one bar prisons, gimp suits, clothed dom nude sub, fisting, hentai, ahegao, blindfolds, brain drain, forniphilia, breast torture, hucow, directed sub on sub, various clothing fetishes. Some of these definitely have overlap but hey, trying for volume I guess. PinkDuctTape 💝

9/10 valiant effort.

[maamslittlecubby]

So this diaper cuckquean went to use the potty and wet my pull-up. Pics later. just says I need diapers heh...no $ right now so out of diapers. all I have are yucky pull-ups