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"This is the only thing your pathetic little penis will be touching for the rest of your life. It's going to be poking against this padding, filling it with piss, and pumping it full of baby batter. This is going to be your potty, panties, and pussy every single day. You're going to feel lost without this around you. Welcome to your new home, little one! You're gonna love it here!"
Source: Natasha Zare
@natashaznursery
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"Shhh... don't wake him yet..."
"Do you think he's dreaming about us?"
"Looking at the boner he's got... I reckon so!"
"Ha ha... what a perv! Bet he's imagining the three of us sneaking into his room just like this..."
"Mmm... maybe not exactly like this."
"Yeah... probably not so we could give him the old hand-in-the-water trick... he he... how long do you think that takes to...
*hssssssss*
"Pfft! Not that long apparently... He he... Oh wow! He really must've had to go! Oh my god that's so funny!"
"He he... now the best part, girls. On three... one... two..."
"WAKEY WAKEY!!!! HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!"
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The Reward
“So yes, whenever he´s a good boy and behaves like he´s meant to I like to reward him with a little handjob. I don´t like spoiling him too much, but I understand that regression is hard for him, and it´s not bad to keep a few things from his adulthood. Just, in a different way” *giggle*
“Oh, that´s good! And he behaved so good today! I think he definitely deserves his reward”
“Oh were you a good boy for babysitter Cara? Who´s such a good boy? Yes you are, yes you are! Okay, first thing we do is slide his little pull-ups down. Such cute pull-ups Cara chose for you! Spider-Man looks so good on you!”
“Today little Timmy behaved so well it wasn´t necessary to put him the princesses’ pull-ups. Awww look at his little fella! I have to admit that the fact he´s all shaved makes it look like a toddler´s penis. And look at the little head! It´s like a little mushroom! Coochie coochie coo!”
“Awww baby don´t get all blushy all of a sudden! You know it´s true. If it wasn´t you would be doing big boy stuff with mommy instead of being in diapers. Besides, I don´t think this is too bad for you… I think someone´s little Mr. is asking for attention!” *Both laughing*
“Awww were my tickles enough to wake your little thingy up? Or was your mommy talking to you like that?”
“I´d say both *giggles* Alright, what I do first is make him lay over this towel. We call it the “goo-goo towel”, don’t we Timmy? Oh stop blushing! Well, then I like to apply some baby oil on his wee-wee. This way feels better, right kiddo? Oh yes it does! Mommy´s hand runs better this way, huh? Once I applied it, I start rubbing him with only two fingers, until it´s fully hard. It doesn´t take too long- Oh! There he is, see?”
“Ummm, is that fully erect? *trying not to laugh*”
“Oh well, now you know why I like calling him little Timmy *giggles* Oh you´re being so blushy today! I think someone has a little crush on his babysitter! Yep, his thingy just twitched”
“Oh really Timmy? You have a crush on me? Awww sweetie, that´s so cute! It´s a shame you´re not big enough to please me, and instead, you´re trapped in those little Spider-Man pull-ups being rubbed by your mommy”
“Ummm, Fae… I think he´s about to cum”
“Oh yes he is! Very attentive Cara! Already Timmy? Are you gonna make a gooey accident? Can´t you hold it for a few more minutes? No, right? Tsk tsk. You´re busting each day faster, and at the same time, you´re getting each day further from mommy´s big girl parts… Okay Cara, what I do when he´s about to cum is slide his pull-ups up again to rub him. Yes mister, you know the rules. You lost that privilege, keep your hands still!”
“Awww, he doesn´t even get to cum like a big boy?”
“Not at all! He used to, but since we started with his regression, I made sure he started associating the cumming sensation with the on he gets when he has an accident. It´s a reward for him, but it´s also a time where he feels inadequate and shamed. So now, each time his little thing fills with cum, it also fills with pee pees, and the result… Well, it turned kinda messy”
“Wait, you´re telling me that as soon as he cums he also starts pissing himself?”
“Yep, exactly!”
“OMG hahaha that has to be the most pathetic thing I´ve ever heard! I´m definitely way outta your league champ!”
“Aw, is someone getting upset? Hey hey, don´t start crying! Look, mommy´s rubbing your pull-ups. Do you like it? Oh yes you do! I can feel your little fella twitching there! You´re close to cumming aren´t you? Do you want your teddy bear? Can you give the baby boy his teddy bear, Cara?”
“Oh sure! Does it make you feel safer when you make your cum cums? Aww, such a blushy boy!”
“Alright kiddo, hold that teddy bear tight. Mommy´s gonna rub you faster so you can make your cummies. Are you ready? Oh, someone likes when mommy touches him. You can´t stop whimpering! Are you gonna cum? Are you? Is the little baby going to have an accident in his pull-ups???”
*SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT*
“Awwww, there you go! Someone´s been saving his messies for a long time! Look at this mess!”
“Thank god he made it inside his pull-ups! Though I don´t think there was any other way for him to make his little cummies, wasn´t it? Awww… Wait, are the little stars on the front of his pull-ups fading away?”
*Hisssssssssssssss*
“Oh baby, are you having an accident now? Awww, yes you are! Look at how much pee pees you´re making! Making cummies was too much for your little friend and he couldn´t hold your wee wees in huh? And now you´re here with your pampers full like a little baby, in front of two hot girls you crush on. Are you gonna cry? Why don´t you give mommy and babysitter Cara a good cry like the fussy toddler you are? Then maybe we will change you…”
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"What's the matter?" Stephanie asked, coming back upstairs. "Everyone's here, it's time for brunch. Why are you taking so long to get out of bed?"
Oh shit. I forgot people were coming over today. I slept in, but that wasn't why I was taking a while to get up. Right as I slipped from dream space and back into reality, my brain eventually woke up enough to realize something was wrong.
Stephanie read my face almost instantly. "It happened again, didn't it?" she sighed. Giving me that accusatory, exasperated look.
I clutched the sheets to my shoulders. But that was way too obvious. I shouldn't have done that.
She ripped the blankets down, tearing them from my grip.
"Well..." she said, sighing and somewhat smiling to herself, almost as if she expected this.
I tried to turn away, to hide my stained undies, but there was no hiding the little puddle soaked into the sheets.
"Another wet dream?!" She exclaimed incredulously.
It was my 3rd one this week. They'd been happening more and more lately. It wasn't too much of an inconvenience. It was just extremely embarrassing, and Stephanie liked to press the issue.
"You really can't control yourself, can you??"
"It's not my fault!" I whined, trying to salvage some dignity in my soaked, sticky boxers. "You've had me locked up for weeks! And your teasing isn't helpin--"
"Oh don't try to blame this on me!" She scoffed, smirking, "You wanted this. You wanted to do this whole 'chastity play' thing. You told me not to let you out no matter how much you beg. I'm just going by what you said..."
I scrunched up my face. She was right. I hated that she was right. This was literally what I asked for, but it sounded way more fun in my head...
But I also didn't think she would take to it so quickly. She really seemed to enjoy teasing me. Giving me little tickles in the crotch as I walked by. Whispering seductive, dirty things in my ear while we were out at dinner. Even taking the cage off every now and then to edge me several times before putting ice cubes to it so she could stuff it back in. It was torture, she knew it, and she loved it.
"Besides..." she continued, "why would I need to unlock you when you're getting plenty of release into the sheets?
I pouted at that, but there wasn't much I could retort with.
"Well..." she sighed, pulling her hair hair up to tie it back. "I think you know what this means..."
It could mean any number of things. When the hair went up, it was her entering 'dominant' mode.
"You're gonna have to go back in diapers."
My stomach plummeted. Diapers?? Not those again...
"I'm sorry," she said, reading my face, not sounding sorry at all, "but this is not the first time you've been having accidents in bed. Remember what happened after New Year's?"
I remember. Of course I remember. She wouldn't let me forget it. I got a little too drunk to the point that I was incoherent enough to miss the entire countdown. The next day, I woke up to wet sheets. She was furious, not just about the piss-stained linens, but the fact that I neglected her almost the whole night.
For the rest of that week, I had to spend the night in a big pair of fluffy adult diapers. I didn't know they made them that big, or that childish.
"Honey please..." I begged, "Don't you think this is a little excessive...?"
"Absolutely not." She said firmly. "Until you can learn to control yourself better, I don't see any reason why you shouldn't have to wear diapers all day in case you have another 'accident'!"
I winced at the words. "All day??"
"Yes." She said, "As in 'daylight'. Night time too. I'd much rather wake up to your wet diaper than to wet sheets."
My mind was reeling, but apparently the matter was decided because she headed to the closet. Her ponytail swished back and forth as she dug through. Finally, she found what she was looking for. She held the ridiculous white, crinkly diaper up with a huge smile.
"It's diapy time!!" she cooed.
"But Steph!" I whined as she yanked my sticky boxers down, and lifted my legs up by the ankles so she could slide the diaper underneath.
"You just said everyone is downstairs!!"
"Mhmm.." she said, pulling the diaper up over my cage. "What's your point?" she asked, taping up each side.
"They're...they're..."
"I'll let you wear pants." She said, reading my thoughts. "But if you keep whining, I'll send you down there in nothing but your diaper and a t-shirt."
That shut me up real quick. She finished taping up the diaper, making several passes to ensure it was nice and tight, tucking in the folds to ensure there wouldn't be leaks. I tested the bulk, cringing at how loud they were between my legs.
"Try not to move to much," she smirked, "You don't want them to hear the crinkles, do you?"
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“Your bathing suit is looking a little…puffy.”
“You wouldn’t happen to be wearing a diaper, would you?”
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“Are you sure? Come over here so we can see.”
“We promise not to make fun of you if you are wearing a diaper.”
“Yeah. Besides, everyone else at this pool party is way over there. I’m sure they won’t see if you give us just a quick peek.”
“Awww, someone is wearing his diapers!”
“Don’t blush, little boy. We spoke to your Mommy earlier and she showed us your diaper bag. We know everything.”
“You even wore little swimmers! Is somebody gonna go in the pool? Is he?”
“Better wear floaties. Little boys in diapers need so much help in the pool.”
“So here’s the deal. Unless you want us to scream to everyone that you’re in diapers, you’re going to poo yourself, right now. Got it?”
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“Aww, look at him screw up his face!”
“He must be pushing so hard! That’s it baby, do a big doo-doo and make a stinky pamper.”
“Whew, you weren’t joking about the stinky diaper. Who knew such a little boy could make such a big mess.”
“Run along to your Mommy, little diaper boy. You shouldn’t stay in a diaper that messy for very long.”
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The sissy stood in the gym holding his beer. The gym where he’d given the graduation speech. And now, the gym where he would be exposed as a diaper-wearing pansy to the 121 people gathered for his 10-year reunion.
He stood there in his thick diaper, which he’d already wet. It had been three weeks since he’d cum. That was what led him to the perverse and idiotic decision to insert a picture of himself, diapered, sissified, in a dress, showing off his Pampers, into the video that was going to play in a few seconds. The video would show then and now pics. He was one of the people in charge of making it and had last look at it. So now one saw his final edit. This was insane, he knew that. But when a sissy hasn’t leaked its gross cream in awhile, well….look out!
The pictures went by, earning laughter, oohs, ahhs and sighs from his former classmates. He was standing next to Guenavier, his high school girlfriend. They’d drifted apart over the years but reconnected tonight. She was so sweet. And kind. And gorgeous still. It was when talking to her he started to figure out what a terrible idea it was to do this. Maybe he could have a normal life still! Flirt with Guenavier. Couldn’t fuck her tonight, obviously, since he was thickly diapered, his clitty tucked away in a diaper where it belonged and couldn’t touch a pussy. But maybe he could rid himself of the desires. If he could just get to the video. But then it’d started. And now he waited.
A picture of himself on the high school chess team appeared and then…the picture. Him. Diapered. Sissified. So dainty. So exposed. Everyone turned to look. There was a second of utter silence. Then explosions of laughter. Taunts. “Jesus Fucking Christs.” “Oh. My Gods.” Guenavier stepped away from him, her eyes drifting to his crotch to see if he was maybe diapered. The thickness confirmed it. He wanted to run but found himself frozen. He practically waited for a jock to come and pants him. Someone had paused the video, keeping him on the big screen in his diapered glory. Involuntarily he felt his clitty start cumming into his diapers. His knees buckled. He tried not enjoying the orgasm but anytime he could cream his Pampers was an unforgettable time. In the seconds after the squirt, he now looked around, lightheaded. A hundred pairs of eyes staring at the diaper fag in their midst.
The realization fully hit: He was diapered. He was exposed. He was ruined. A diaper sissy’s dream, right?
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Na-na-na-na-na! You’re stuck in diapers! Hahaha! I love seeing you reduced to this. It’s amazing what the regression centers can do, isn’t it honey? I didn’t realise how powerful hypnosis could be. You’re basically just a big baby now!
Awww, you don’t think so? You think you’re still a man? You’re still a grown-up? That’s funny, because I didn’t realize grown men still sucked their thumbs. I didn’t realize they walked with a silly toddle wherever they went. I didn’t realize they spoke in an adowable baby voice all da time. And I definitely didn’t realize they squatted down and made stinkies in their diapers while their girlfriends talked to them!
Hahaha! You actually couldn’t tell, could you?! Oh my God, this is perfect. You were messing your diapee without even knowing it! Sorry honey, but your days as an adult are over. Sending you to the regression center was the best decision I ever made. Cry all you like stinky pants! These changes are permanent.
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Back-2-School diaper shopping
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It all started because of his bitchy ex-girlfriend. Few years earlier she’d stumbled upon his diapers and sissy porn and left immediately. But suddenly, out of the blue, she texted, asking, “So you still love your Pampers, you fucking sissy?” He did, of course. It turned out she had just broken up with another guy and was bored and looking for fun. “Just for a few months. I’m not going to date you or fuck you or anything but humiliating you would be kind of fun. And you get off on that shit, right?” Yes, he did.
And so she started training him remotely and occasionally coming over to tease him about his diapers or have him come clean his apartment. But eventually she got him into wearing diapers 24/7. “You said you wanted this, or at least all those stories you read gave me that impression.” And so now he was thickly diapered in Pampers all day, every day. At work. At home. Around family, who he was convinced could hear the crinkling and see the bulges. He was pissing and shitting in his diapers.
Then one day she had him put on his sissy t-shirt she’d bought him, thick diapers and drove to a mall. And that’s when she said, “Now get out of this car and walk around the lot, sissy. If you don’t every picture I took goes to your parents. Your sisters. Your boss. Everyone.” Terrified, he pleaded, but to no avail. And so he stepped out. And saw her taking the picture of him on the concrete surface, exposed, humiliated and diapered. He sucked furiously on the pacifier she’d stuffed into his faggy mouth seconds before she pushed him out of the car.
And then he watched her drive away. Leaving him there. Diapered. Sucking his binky. Wearing his girl power T-shirt. Exposed, outed, degraded. He couldn’t believe it and started crying, while at the same time cumming in his diapers from the sheer humiliation of the moment. He was brought back to reality when a car filled with teen girls drove slowly by and he heard one yell, “You’re going on YouTube, Diaperboy!”
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