“It’s hard to believe you’re ‘big’ when your diapers are that thick and your clothes are that babyish, kiddo. Just the way Daddy wants to keep you - totally baby brained and diaper dependent.” 😣

From now on, Daddy decides for you.

If Daddy thinks that your throbbing chastity cage should be hidden away under the thickest diapers then that’s what you’ll be wearing. You don’t need to walk; you can crawl for Daddy. They’re thick enough to last for a long time too, those diapers won’t be coming off until you’re a real sulky stinky sissy.

If Daddy thinks you’re complaining too much or that your pathetic girly whining is too loud then he’ll just pull out a pacifier gag which he can pop into your mouth. He might smile as he pictures you wrapping those red lips around something else of Daddy’s… but maybe later when you’re so desperate to get out of that diaper you’ll do anything he’ll get what he wants.

If Daddy wants to spend the day teasing you while he sits down toying with his cock, then that’s what he’ll do. He’s allowed to play with himself whenever he wants but those thick mittens are to make sure that you can’t get hold of any special toys that might make you feel good. They’re to make sure that you really can’t feel anything when you rub those incredibly thick pants.

Daddy has decided that he wants a desperately horny little sissy and that’s what you’ll become.

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Being a solicitor is a tough job that requires a great deal of high-level thinking. You’ve got to be aware of everything going on, keeping on top of a mountain of work that usually needs doing in such a short time. It’s a stressful life. Amy is now far away from that life. Her life has no stress, mainly because she’s not capable of any “high-level thinking anymore”.

There isn’t too much work needed to reduce someone back into that state of babyhood, just a simple course of brain shrinking. It’s the brain that has control over everything. Amy’s tiny mind can’t balance on two legs anymore, it’s much easier to crawl or drag herself along the floor. Her carer has to make sure that she’s in thick diapers and plastic pants all the time because she can’t help leaving mindless puddles anymore… her head is too small to focus on more than one thing at the moment and she’s having such a tough time playing with the ring game!

The rings stack up on a yellow plastic stick but how? The bigger ones go on the bottom,

but does that mean they go on first? Why are they different colours! The poor thing, she just simply doesn’t understand anything anymore! Lucky she has got someone to look after her and stock up on fresh diapers!

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💕squishy nights💕

Gewindelt, in eine Gummihose eingeschlossen, peinlich geknebelt, in ein Bondagelätzchen mit Segufix gezwungen, hilflos fixiert… bis das Abführmittel wirkt….

Tied up, locked in rubber trousers, embarrassingly gagged, forced into a bondage bib with Segufix, helplessly restrained... until the laxative takes effect....

After about a full week of around the clock diapers and chastity, I could feel myself getting a bit stupid with horniness. Easily one of my favorite feelings in the world, especially when it’s caused by diapers and chastity. So I spent a good chunk of that night humping and grinding my pillow, like so, which sadly (for me at least) didn’t yield any of the desired results, except to make me a more pliable, hornier, locked-up diaper boy. My friends, husband, and boyfriends have all been incredibly accommodating, and their teasing is encouraging.

@madshappyy was thick and safely padded for the night.

time to take care of you 🤍

"It's ok if everyone can see your diaper little girl, it lets the adults know when it's time to change you"

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