#diaper exposure

[mommy-hezelll]

[mommy-stellar]

[mommy-helen-backup]

[abobowec]

The pink diaper was impossible to ignore, its thick, crinkly bulk straining against the tight confines of the sissy’s white-and-pink onesie. The words “SISSY BABY” emblazoned across the chest left no room for doubt about his place, and the way the fabric clung to the diaper only emphasized its sheer size. He stood awkwardly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, his cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. The room felt too bright, too exposed, and every rustle of the diaper seemed to echo louder than it should.

“Stop fidgeting,” came the sharp, commanding voice from behind the camera. He froze, his hands instinctively moving to cover the obscene bulge, but another snap of the voice stopped him. “Hands at your sides. You know the rules.” His breath hitched, but he obeyed, his fingers trembling as they brushed against the soft, frilly hem of his dress. The humiliation burned hotter than ever, but beneath it, there was something else—a twisted thrill that made his stomach flutter. He hated how much he craved this, how much he needed it.

The camera clicked again, capturing the moment he leaned forward, his diaper pushed almost comically close to the lens. The pink satin of his dress swished around his thighs, the fabric delicate and girlish, a stark contrast to the thick, padded monstrosity he wore underneath. His face was a mix of defiance and desperation, his lips pursed in a pout as if daring the camera to capture every inch of his shame.

“Good boy,” the voice cooed, though the tone was anything but gentle. “You love this, don’t you? Showing off your little sissy diaper for the world to see.” He opened his mouth to protest, to deny it, but the words caught in his throat. Because deep down, he knew it was true. The way the diaper pressed against him, the way it made him waddle, the way it left him utterly exposed—it was all part of the game, a game he couldn’t quit even if he wanted to.

The camera lowered, and for a moment, there was silence. Then, the voice returned, softer this time, almost teasing. “You’re such a good sissy baby. But don’t think for a second that this is over. We’re just getting started.”

He swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. The humiliation was unbearable, but it was also intoxicating. And as much as he wanted to hide, to run, he knew he wouldn’t. Because this was who he was now—a sissy, a baby, a thing to be dressed up and shown off. And deep down, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[lilpamperpup]

guys… why did the little lines fade away? i thought i was being a good boy, where did they go??

[abdlmommyharris]

Let’s mommy diaper you on cribs babies

[diaperedgentleman33]

Should I change before bedtime?

[mommy-hezelll]

[mommy-stellar]

[diapersissyela]

Another year pussyfree and still in Pampers. Betas like me belong in Pampers forever. Thanks to all Alphas for fucking all the pretty girls that we betas can't do.

[abobowec]

The locker room was quiet, the faint hum of fluorescent lights filling the space as Emma and Sarah changed after their workout. Sarah was pulling on a pair of faux sheer fleece leggings when Emma’s eyes narrowed.

“Wait a second,” Emma said, tilting her head. “Is that… a diaper?”

Sarah froze, her face turning bright red.

“What? No! Of course not!” she stammered, but it was too late. Emma had already noticed the faint outline of the thick padding beneath the leggings.

Before Sarah could react, Emma reached out and gave her backside a playful slap. Instead of the firmness of skin, her hand met the soft, squishy resistance of something much thicker.

“Oh my God, it is a diaper!” Emma exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Sarah groaned, covering her face with her hands.

“Okay, fine! You caught me. But it’s not what you think!”

Emma crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow.

“Then explain. Because this looks exactly like what I think it is.”

With a sigh, Sarah reluctantly hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and slid them down to her ankles. The thick, colorful ABDL diaper was impossible to miss, the cartoon lion on the back grinning up at Emma.

“It’s… for medical reasons,” Sarah lied, her voice shaky. “Medical reasons?” Emma repeated, clearly not buying it. “Since when do medical diapers have lions on them?”

Sarah hesitated, then sighed in defeat.

“Okay, fine. I just… like them, okay? They’re comfortable, and they make me feel… safe. Happy?”

Emma stared at her for a moment, then burst out laughing.

“You’re such a weirdo,” she said, shaking her head. “But hey, whatever makes you happy. Just… maybe don’t wear the sheer leggings next time, huh?”

Sarah groaned again, pulling her leggings back up.

“Noted.”

[mommy-aria12]

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[mommy-lena-newpage]

[bouncyalex]

🛒Kiddo can’t stop stimming with his diaper in grocery stores. 🤷🏼‍♂️

[sissikellicaptions]

A Week Like No Other Pt 1

This was real, you couldn't believe it. You'd wanted for so long to have a diapered getaway. Where a dominate mommy or daddy would take you on a trip. And here you were, in a diaper and dress, some tall stockings and heels, with no phone, wallet, and no control. And you loved it.

The man who you only actually knew as Daddy had been talking to you for awhile, and when you mentioned your wants, you first thought you scared him off. Until after about a week of silence, he presented you with the opportunity you'd dreamed of, a 1 week all you can take vacation. He would pick you up, and take care of everything, you just needed to agree to do what he says, and agree to bring nothing. Of course you leapt at the opportunity, and when his care pulled into the drive, he got out a smiled at first seeing you, but also looked, disappointed?

Apparently when he said nothing, he meant NOTHING, not even the literal clothes off your back. He walked to you, pulled you back inside your house, and stripped you. You had lie on the floor for a bit before he came in with a new outfit, and a diaper, which made your heart flutter. He padded you up, pulled the dress over your head, and attached the rest of the outfit before walking you to his car, opening the passenger side door, and helped you in. You pushed the seat backwards, face red with embarrassment hoping no one saw you in the mid day sun.

Daddy got in the car, and smiled looking at you. You smiled back and he said that he would be taking pictures, for the two of you to look back on the trip. You didn't speak, conflicted between fear of exposure, but also getting slightly turned on by that same thing. Sensing your confliction, Daddy told you that for now he'd ensure your face didn't show, only that pretty sissy body of yours. You covered your face as Daddy counted down, and the phone snapping the first of what would be many photos of the most intense week of your life

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Story is a work of fiction. All events, people, and places involve potential problematic behaviors and depict scenes for fantasy purposes only.

[mommy-hezelll]