Mistmane56 - DoubleDiaperedthem17

The camera clicked, capturing the pathetic tableau: two boys, two former "loves" of mine, both reduced to diaper-clad playthings. Their gazes locked, not with affection, but with a dawning horror, their hands awkwardly exploring the soggy bulk between their legs. A shared humiliation, a bond forged in my twisted desires. It was almost too perfect.

They had both hidden their little secret from me, both presented me with a facade of normalcy. But beneath it all was a shared truth – they both loved diapers, and I could wield that against them. The betrayal had been my ammunition. The past relationships had been for this moment.

I'd brought them together, not for intimacy, but for punishment. One had the job of getting more. I gestured to the door, my gaze locking on one of them, the one who thought he was special. It was time for his public shame. He had one task, and that was to get my shopping, and do it in his little padded diaper.

The photo arrived, a silent testament to his desperation. The diaper peeking out from under his t-shirt, a secret made public, his humiliation on full display as he pushed a cart through the brightly lit aisles. They had both fallen. And now, they both belonged to me. I was no longer dealing with the facade, only the truth.

Living in Your Shame

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Let's be honest. You don't deserve big girl panties anymore. You don't even deserve pull-ups. You've pissed the bed four times already this week, and you've had two daytime accidents as well. We tried potty training, kiddo, and it just isn't working out for you. I think it's time we give up on it entirely and just put you back in diapers. I mean honestly, that's what you really want, isn't it? Why else would you so helplessly and pathetically fill your panties like a fucking toddler all the time? I mean come on, are you really that much of a baby? What, you just can't hold it anymore? Aww, poor baby just can't make it to the potty on time. Well, that's alright sweetie, that's why we're putting you back in diapers, so you never have to worry about making it on time again. You can just squat and fill your diapers wherever you are, no matter what you're doing. Sure, everyone around you will stare and probably even laugh, but you deserve that kind of humiliation for being such a pathetic fucking loser.

Aww, what's the matter, is baby gonna cry? Look at that, you can't even stop your tears from welling up. Go ahead, cry for Daddy, let's see those tears and your best widdle pout. Be a good girl for Daddy. 'Atta girl, go ahead and prove to Dada what a pathetic little shameful girl he's really dealing with here. God, there you go. You're really doing it, crying right away on request like an obedient little pet. You really are too far gone at this point. And now your cheeks are all red because I'm calling you out. Well good, you deserve to hear what a good little praise slut you are for Dada, always doing whatever you're told without question. No matter how much you fuss, I always know you'll give in because deep down, we both know this is what you really want. You need it. You crave it.

That's right, a grown woman like you craves being treated like a child. You should be ashamed of yourself. What would your family, friends, and colleagues think? Let's be honest, we know they'd all be ashamed of you. And why does that turn you on, knowing how deep the sense of shame goes? I think it's because you're even more perverted than Dada is. You get off to the shame and humiliation, and at this point, you just can't live without it. This is who you are now, and that's why we're going to grab all your big girl panties and cut them up with scissors before throwing them away. You won't be needing them ever again. From now on, it's diapers full-time, baby girl.

My size 15 feet #guys in socks #male socks #smelly socks #nylonsocks #vintage #Patternednylonsocks

The only birthday event I want next year is to wake up with my whole room changed into a nursery while I was asleep, my clothes now babyish my underwear now thick diapers, and my electronics still there (please). I'd love to be a big baby who still has their electronics cause if my friends Online

But where are there diapers!?

This is the difference between a boy who’s accepted his reality and a boy who’s still holding out hope it’s a phase. It’s not. Accept yourself. Dress appropriately. Find yourself a real man and serve.

Reblog if you going to put on a diaper today!

Or if you already done it=)