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What's daily life like for such a potty pants like me?

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Not only will you get an inside look into my ab/dl lifestyle with daily posts. But I also post multiple themed photo sets every month in between all the embarrassing clips and candid shots I share.

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There's lots of content and I always love taking suggestions from my JFF family (my subscribers) on what they'd like to see

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About my blog: The fine print

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No fakes. Obvious frauds posing as mommies, daddies, mistresses, doms, etc., will be blocked.

Adults only. My blog is strictly for adults 18 or older, and its content involves consenting adults exclusively. Adult babies are still adults. Use of the terms “boys” or “girls” refers to adults. Anyone posting underage content will be blocked and reported. The terms “Mommy” and “Daddy” are used here as elements of fantasy to refer to imaginary love interests, not to incestuous situations. (Ooh, ick!)

Theme

A recurring fictional #story theme on my page is… A boyfriend/hubby — we’ll call him Steven — lets slip one night to his girlfriend/wife that he has been trying to suppress his yearning to be feminine. He’s not sure why, but ever since kindergarten he has always envied girls. He is drawn to their beauty, their clothes, their cosmetics, their thoughts and their entire way of being. He loves girls so much he wants to be one. His girlfriend/wife finds this quite humorously adorable, and she loves teasing him about his love of femininity, going so far as to suggest he self-identify as a sissy. He fights the label and pretends his gender exploration was a brief, one-time thing, but she knows better. She pounces on his weakness and exploits it relentlessly. She loves the shy but playful reactions she gets from him when she gives him the feminine treatment, and the whole thing both amuses and arouses her. Occasionally he gives in and lets her dress him and do his makeup and treat him as her girlfriend. She sees how much he enjoys being girly but knows he is embarrassed by his obsession. When they go shopping together she always finds a reason to end up in the lingerie department, where she likes to ask him which bras and panties and other pretty pieces he wants, while he tries to pretend he doesn’t want them all.

One day the couple attended a wedding, and the girlfriend’s attention turned to the dresses the bridesmaids wore. Ultra-feminine, satiny, princess-like gowns with big bows in the back, reminding her of her mother’s wedding many years earlier. Even the flower girl wore a glamorous dress. This was when things got even more interesting, as Steven’s girlfriend asked him whether he’d like to be a bridesmaid, then had an epiphany and added, “Or maybe you’d rather be the precious little flower girl?” Seeing his flustered reaction, she zeroed in on the dual humiliation potential of turning him not just girly, but also babyish. The ultimate sissy! The next day she quietly began stocking up on diapers and other baby-girl clothing and supplies, springing an entirely new fetish scenario on his already broken adult male ego.

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After a few days to let him get accustomed to simply wearing diapers, she begins to insist that he also use them. Again, he is both excited and supremely embarrassed by the idea of wetting his diaper like a baby, compounded by the relentless feminization his lady friend imposes on him. Worst of all is when she tells him to use the diaper for all his potty needs. As a guy who always made sure there was no one around when he had to have a BM, he is mortified by the thought of soiling his pampers and then leaving it there until she can change his diaper. Even more humiliating is his obvious arousal, which is particularly pronounced whenever he is required to push a load into his pretty pink diaper.

Over time his girlfriend/wife begins thinking that any good sissy doesn’t simply want to be feminine, he probably wants to be intimate with other sissy boys, or just boys in general. She begins introducing him to fantasy scenarios in which her sissy princess hooks up with another sissy princess. She believes that to be true to himself he must put aside his reluctance and let himself indulge in the boy-on-boy sexual experiences he claims not to want.

Steven is adamant that he is not interested in escapades with boys. Yet she can see that her scenarios create unmistakable stirrings in him, so she wants to lift the taboo and give him the gift of experience, first with her strap-ons and then by setting him up for playtime with girly boys. Outwardly he resists every effort she makes to steer him toward homosexual experiences, yet deep down he craves them.

Note: Despite the theme, I am careful to remain relatively discreet. While my content is intended for adults only, I avoid anything that clearly qualifies as X-rated. 

Pictures of me are tagged #me. Stories are tagged #story. Crazy, huh?

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Chapter 3: The Sissy Baby Machine Training

Suddenly the machine bent him over and locked his legs and arms to keep him in that position before its cold, metallic arms delivered sharp, stinging slaps to his pantied and diapered bottom. Each strike sent waves of pain and humiliation through Mark’s body, his cries of agony soon muffled by a pacifier gag that was forced into his mouth. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he begged for mercy, his pleas lost in the mechanical whirring of the machine and the childish pacifier.

The spanking continued relentlessly, reddening his tender skin and leaving him feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable. The humiliating combination of being spanked, pantied, and diapered pushed Mark to his breaking point, the overwhelming mix of pain, humiliation and shame filling his mind and now four red cheeks.

As the machine finally paused, Mark’s chest heaved with ragged breaths, his eyes wide with a mixture of tears, fear and defeat. The realization of his helplessness doubled, leaving him trembling, subservient and broken before the machine’s cruel whims.

The machine led him back down and continued its relentless march down the conveyor belt, Mark’s heart pounded in his chest, his mind reeling with fear and his bottom sore. The rubber beneath him sent shivers down his spine as he was carried further into the depths of the unknown.

The conveyor belt hummed with a sinister rhythm, each passing moment filled with dread as Mark’s fate remained a dark and twisted mystery. The machine seemed to revel in his distress, its mechanical arms ready to enact whatever cruel punishment it had in store for him.

With each passing second, Mark’s anxiety grew, his breath coming in short, panicked gasps. The machine’s ominous presence loomed over him, a silent and menacing force guiding him towards an uncertain future.

The machine came to a sudden halt, and a sense of dread washed over Mark as he knew something else was about to happen. With a mechanical precision that sent chills down his spine, the machine took the pacifier gag out of his mouth and then inserted a dildo into his mouth, forcing it in and out with a relentless rhythm. Deepthroating him. He felt every bit of it’s girth in his mouth and sometimes his throat. Mark’s muffled protests were drowned out by the intrusion, his humiliation reaching new depths.

As if that wasn’t enough, the machine then cruelly pulled aside Mark’s diaper and panties, exposing his boyhole to its unfeeling touch. Another dildo was forced into his tight hole, stretching him beyond his limits as he squirmed and whimpered in discomfort as it was sent in and out hitting his prostate with immeasurable accuracy.

But the machine wasn’t done with him yet. While the dildos violated his mouth and ass, it began to rub his cock through the layers of his panties and diapers, sending shocking jolts of pleasure through Mark’s body. The conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure overwhelmed him, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

Unable to resist the relentless stimulation, Mark’s body betrayed him, succumbing to the cruel manipulation of the machine. With a primal groan, he climaxed into his diaper, the ultimate act of degradation as he was filled from both ends, his body trembling with a mixture of shame and perverse pleasure as he filled his diaper with cum.

However, the machine seemed relentless in its pursuit of Mark’s degradation, pushing him beyond his limits and into a realm of twisted pleasure. It continued to jerk him off through his diapers and panties, the sensation of being double-penetrated by the dildos intensified, overwhelming his senses with a mix of pain and perverse pleasure.

Mark’s body betrayed him once again, succumbing to the overwhelming stimulation as he reached the praecipe of ecstasy. However, this time, the machine stopped jerking him off, leaving him to climax solely from the intense fucking of his holes.

As he lay there, spent and humiliated, with his diapers and panties pulled aside like many of the girls he used to fuck, Mark couldn’t escape the overwhelming feeling of degradation that washed over him. The machine had succeeded, Mark creamed into his diapers once again from only having both of his holes violated by giant dildos.

Mark’s mind raced with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—shame, pleasure, arousal, confusion—all swirling together in a tumultuous mix of sensations that left him feeling raw and exposed. The realization that he had just climaxed into his diapers twice in a row, from being fucked while dressed in girly clothing and a diaper, struck him with a wave of humiliation that threatened to consume him entirely.

The machine had succeeded in its twisted agenda, leaving Mark utterly broken and unsure of how to reconcile the conflicting desires and sensations that now plagued his mind. He lay there, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his climax.

As the dildos slowly withdrew from Mark’s violated holes, leaving him feeling empty and vulnerable, a sense of eerie stillness settled over the room. The only sound was the heavy breathing of Mark, his body trembling with a mix of arousal and fear as he lay there, completely restrained in his cum-filled diapers.

Just when Mark thought the ordeal was over, arms emerged from the darkness, their movements fluid and deliberate. They reached into his soiled diapers, sucking up his cum with a disturbing efficiency that sent shivers down his spine. The sensation of his own essence being extracted and manipulated without his consent filled him with a deep sense of violation and helplessness.

Before Mark could even process what was happening, the arms pumped all of his cum back into his hole, the cold liquid sending a shockwave of discomfort and humiliation through his body. As if that wasn’t enough, a vibrating butt plug was forcefully inserted into his ass, sealing in his own essence and sending waves of pulsating vibrations through his already sensitive and overwhelmed body.

Mark’s mind reeled with the intensity of the sensations, the conflicting mix of pleasure and shame swirling together in a maelstrom of emotions. The violation of having his own cum put into his hole, combined with the invasive presence of the vibrating plug keep all his cum inside of him, left him feeling exposed and utterly powerless in the face of the machine’s relentless assault on his body and mind.

As the vibrating plug hummed within him, sending electrifying waves of sensation through his core, Mark’s body involuntarily responded with a mix of arousal and discomfort. Trapped with a cummy hole, restrained and at the mercy of the mysterious arms and the insidious machine, Mark could do nothing but submit to the overwhelming tide of perverse pleasure and degradation that engulfed him.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp prick in his arm, Mark’s eyes widened in surprise as he realized he was being injected with something. The liquid surged through his veins, causing a strange sensation to wash over him. Before he knew what was happening, a sudden urge overcame him, and he felt his bladder betray him, the warmth of urine spreading through his diapers as he wet himself uncontrollably.

The combination of physical violation, the overwhelming shame of his actions, and the loss of control over his own bodily functions left Mark feeling utterly helpless and exposed. Trapped in his wet and cum-filled hole, his body shuddering with a mix of conflicting emotions, he knew that he was at the mercy of the machine’s cruel and twisted desires.

As the effects of the injection continued to course through his system, Mark couldn’t help but feel a sense of resignation washing over him. He was nothing more than a puppet to the machine’s whims, a plaything to be used and discarded at will. And as he lay there, soaked in his own filth, his hole filled with cum he couldn’t shake the creeping hopeless dread that this was only the beginning of his descent into a world of depravity and submission.

News

This will likely be discontinued as I’m not really getting much enjoyment from writing this one as I have with stories like William and The Magic Button & The Little Devil. I’ll continue it if people comment that they want more of it on my t.gram or on this page by registering and commenting below. However, I will draft and write a conclusive finalising chapter for this story, but I have other stories that might be more interesting and unique for me to write about.

THANKS FOR READING FROM CHAPTER ONE💕💓😍😍

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I look at this graph I try to use it as a Guiding Light I guess you could say it's a really good way of just telling yourself you could use help

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Well I do find it entertaining form time to time

Today is finally the day to try this 😅

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When it comes to the cost of keeping a girl in diapers how have/ how would you choose to go about it? Would you both pay some or just one of you pay the cost of it

That's an interesting question! Well, believe it or not, but although my blog is about diaper discipline in (adult) relationships, I am definitely a supporter of equality. Generally, I would say that once she is back in diapers 24/7 with no end in sight, they become an essential part of daily life like food, clothing etc., and consequently I think it would be fair if both the CG and the girl who is being put back into diapers share the costs. After all, the whole diaper thing is something you both enjoy.

However, in the end it depends of course on the individual circumstances. For instance, if you both agree that your dd/lg dynamics include her giving up her job at some point, then she cannot pay her share of the costs for obvious reasons. Or let's just assume our Miss Pottypants in question runs her own business quite successfully and earns a substantially larger salary per month than the CG, then it could also be agreed on her paying completely for the monthly supply of diapers, and the CG could just surprise her now and then with a pack of specially printed diapers etc, for example.

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الأمراض النفسية بشكل مختلف .

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I WANT THAT ONCIE SOOO BAD

White Rabbit (Remastered)

Another story from before my Great Purge, this one featuring the wonderful work of @babyfluffybutt. Be sure to follow and support her awesome content!

Allie looked up in her egg hunt attire Card-suits and checkers adorning her frock, A bow in her hair and a thick-crinkled bottom, And bunny-ears hanging she swore she'd heard talk. 

Daddy spoke up, "Remember the rules now, "Five in the basket, and I'll give you a change." Allie first smiled as she tried to acknowledge, But as brain worked to process, well, something felt strange. 

“The tapes that you gave me…” she started to mumble, And tried to remember what she heard on the way. Three hours’ ride to his house in the country, And it was all such a blank, she asked, “what’d they say?"

Daddy - he chuckled, and paused for a moment "You're in for adventure - I'll leave it at that." He patted her head and he kissed the Red Princess And gave her a wink as he tipped her his hat.

Finding the first egg was pleasant and simple On the ground by a bush where she’d happened by chance But as Allie looked up from this one step completed, She departed the egg-hunt and entered a trance.

A flashback - the first time out here in the courtyard When Daddy's estate was like nothing she'd seen She'd known right away that these fields were majestic The one difference being - back then, they were green. 

She couldn't quite tell if her eyes were deceiving: Kaleidoscope purple, blue, yellow, and red. They found the girl slowing and drooling and dizzy Joining the chorus of swirls in her head.

Allie came to, but not halfway as focused And the next rainbow egg was much harder to get When she finally found and bent down to retrieve it, A jarring sensation - bum heavy and wet. 

“You’ve be-puddled yourself!” came the voice of the rabbit, And Allie's face reddened with cheeks in a puff. “You thought that you wouldn’t need diapers this journey, And now you should wonder if one is enough!"

“Nuh uh!” she harrumphed, crossing arms in denial, As girls of her sort are just so wont to do, She’d never been one to quite master the potty, But being so wet and clueless was certainly new. 

The rabbit teased on as their journey continued. The princess, for her part, continued to slip. And by the time that she added one more to the basket, Her childish denials had started to flip.   

"That's three we've got total," the rabbit reported, "If five is our target, how many to go?" But Allie just giggled as her cheek met her finger, Grinned, "I'm just a baby, sir! How would I know?" 

Hours would pass, and the fourth egg eluded, And twilight’s temptation was casting its spell. Tossing basket aside, the girl started yawning, And with a plop and a squish to her bottom she fell.

Her thumb joined her mouth and she sucked without thinking And giggled at shapes that she made with her toes. Daddy came out - it was near time for dinner - And caught her attention by booping her nose.

A week after Easter, effects still persisted. The mind alterations had taken their toll. Eyes followed Allie as she waddled ‘round daily Filling her diapers with zero control. 

And though it seemed scary she barely could focus, Got mixed up when counting, and struggled with text, She licked lips looking back at her Wonderland journey, And dreamt when she’d go down the rabbit-hole next.

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Canada

Calling all ABDLs

Let’s connect across ABland…where are you from?

I’ll start…I’m from Peoria, Illinois

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Presenting, for possibly the first time anywhere on the entire Internet… the Official 3-D Hypno-Ring instruction manual!

Transcription and extra notes under the cut!

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short version of a long video file I made :3

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I HAVE THE BLUE ONE OFTHOSE ONCIE AND I LOVE IT CAN NOT WAIT TILL NEXT FALL SO INCAN WEAR IT MORE THEN INDID THIS YEAR. TO WORM TOMWHERE ALL DAY.... BLAAAAA

♡ good mornin' from a pee soaked bunny rabbit | JFF & Wishlist ໒꒱

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February 13th 20 24 I'd say you look fine I'm not changing you right now go back to whatever you were doing go play with your toys give you a gentle little pat on the butt and shoe you away

this the first thing you see when you wake up, what you doin?