Category: diaper fetish

unique

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Okay, so, my boyfriend, Mark, has a unique hobby. He likes to have “accidents” his pants. I know, I know. It sounds like something an adult wouldn’t find hilarious, but for Mark, it’s apparently peak adult entertainment. Look, I’m not judging. Much. When he first confessed his little passion, I choked on my kombucha. It was a first date, mind you. Smooth, right? But I’m a pretty open-minded person, and honestly, after the initial shock wore off, I was mostly just curious. Plus, he’s really cute. And makes a mean lasagna.

He explained it all, bless his heart, turning bright red. He insisted it wasn’t just the wetting part and that he was also really into the aftercare. The whole helpless, vulnerable thing. Me taking care of him. The diapering. Okay, the diapering was a new level. I’ll admit, the first time I changed him, I felt like I was babysitting. It was awkward. I kept giggling, which he did not appreciate. “Seriousness!” he’d whine, voice muffled by the onesie he insisted on wearing for the occasion.

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He's MY Diaper Boy Now

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Brayn was just about how our diapers and waiting on shipping wasn’t an option. We had to go to Target, or he’d have accidents all over the house. I taped him up tight in his last Pamper, and away we went. I love when the back of his diaper peeks out of his jeans, so as we were walking into the store, I reached down his pants to give it a little tug. Making sure anyone who saw us would know he was my diaper boy. It’s a good thing I did because as we rounded the baby aisle, we bumped right into his ex-girlfriend, Laura Jean!

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regression

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy and her girlfriend looked at one another, shocked, almost in disbelief. Victoria Kate then suddenly started crying. Her diaper was very full from that full night in the nursery being trained with regression audio. Mommy proceeded to carry her over to the change table.

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baby

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

The air in the nursery was thick with the scent of baby powder and… something else. Disappointment. Mine, mostly. I smoothed down the pastel-colored changing pad, trying to ignore the lump in my throat. “Liam,” I said, my voice softer than I felt. “Come here, sweetie.”

Liam, all two hundred pounds of him crammed into a blue onesie, shuffled into the room, his lower lip trembling. He knew…He always knew when he’d crossed a line. This ABDL was usually such a good little one, so eager to please. But the last few days had been… challenging. He’d regressed further than usual, refusing to eat anything but pureed carrots and throwing a tantrum when I tried to introduce solid foods. And then there was the wetting. Not just little accidents, but blatant defiance, puddles left deliberately on the pristine rug.

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spencer

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I watched as Spencer, my lover and playmate, wiggled his toes against the plush carpet. His eyes sparkled with excitement, the anticipation of our ABDL session hanging heavy in the air. His diaper crinkled beneath his clothes, a sound that always made my heart flutter. “Ready for your bath, baby boy?” I asked, my voice husky with desire. His cheeks flushed a deep red, the color spreading down his neck. He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine.

I led him to the bathroom, the scent of lavender and vanilla filling the air. I helped him undress, my fingers brushing against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. His dick twitched at my touch, a silent plea for more. I smirked, knowing I’d give him what he wanted, but only after his bath and change. The tub filled with warm water, the bubbles forming a soft blanket on the surface. I helped Spencer into the tub, his body sinking into the water with a sigh. Then I took a washcloth and soap, gently washing his body, my touch lingering on his dick. He moaned, his head falling back against the tub.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I have my own personal adult diaper baby. Can you believe it? At first, I never thought I’d be into it. Hell, I never thought he’d be into it either. But here we are, my fingers tracing against the soft, cotton edge of his diaper while his cock strains against the fabric like it’s begging to be freed from the Velcro snaps.

It started as a joke you know. Bobby and I were talking about kinks one night, tipsy off a bottle of something dark and dangerous, and he admitted it—he likes wearing diapers. All the time! Not for necessity, not for age play, but just because. “It makes me feel safe. Like I am being … taken care of” he said in a low voice as if he was confessing a sin. I didn’t laugh, cringe, nothing. I just got curious…

Now, he’s in my bed, sprawled out with nothing on but that thick, padded vice hugging his hips. It shouldn’t turn me on the way it does, but fuck—IT DOES!! Maybe, it’s the vulnerability of it you know the way he looks at me with those sultry blue eyes, waiting for my next move. Maybe it’s the Continue reading “My Adult Diaper Baby” →

diaper

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I watched as you waddled towards me, your diaper crinkling with each step. Your eyes sparkled with mischief, a sight that never failed to make my heart flutter and my pussy wet. “Amber,” you whined, your bottom lip pouting. “I need a change.”

I chuckled, my eyes tracing the outline of your hardening dick pressing against the diaper. “Is that so?” I teased, my fingers tracing the waistband. “Well, let’s get you cleaned up then.” You nodded eagerly, your eyes never leaving mine as I undid the tapes of your diaper. The scent of your arousal filled the room, making my clit throb with anticipation. I pulled the diaper away, revealing your rock-hard dick, already slick with precum. I gasped, as my hand instinctively reached out to stroke your length. You moaned in response, forgetting the ABDL role-play fun we had planned, as your hips bucked into my hand. I smirked, my grip tightening around your dick.

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diaper bag

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna decided she would bring her baby to the mall to buy new clothes. She packed his diaper bag just in case. But while they were there, he noticed a huge lineup of people that were waiting to go see Santa. He tugged at Mommy Anna’s dress and asked her if he too could go see Santa, to which of course she gave in and said yes.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

This weekend I found myself in a diaper emergency! It’s Christmas time and I’m at a festive holiday party with my boyfriend Jake. It’s been a magical evening so far, with delicious eggnog, twinkling lights, and the faint scent of pine. Jake has been having a bit too much fun though, knocking back cocktail after cocktail.

Our host, my friend Holly asks me how my night is going. I sigh. “He’s been holding his drinks about as well as a toddler. I’m afraid he’s going to have an accident if we don’t do something.”

I hear a distinct splashing sound. I whirl around to see Jake, a goofy grin on his face, standing in a spreading puddle. Mortified, I rush over and kneel down.

“Jake! Oh no! Quick, go change into your spare clothes from the car!”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

The pungent smell of cummie diaper hits my nostrils as I enter my bedroom. Oh man, is there a diaper boi in my room tonight? What am I going to do about that?

I carefully make my way across the dark room. As I get closer to the source of the smell, my heart starts to race with anticipation. Suddenly, the moonlight from the window illuminates a bulging diaper bottom protruding out from under the covers of the bed. I’ve found the diaper boi.

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