Uh Oh 😭

I can't wait for my pretty slut to get home so I can make him eat my pussy while I play with his hair and tell him he's a good boy.

Are you? Just- you're looking pretty wriggly. Are you sure you're ok? No, no I don't know where the nearest bathroom is. Yeah there might not be one, who cares? What's that? I can't hear you when you talk so quietly sweetie- Oh. You need to go? Go where?

Oh you need the bathroom? Ah. Well I guess you DID have a lot of juice... Hey, I told you to stop after one! No, no I'm not teasing you baby, I'm sorry, that was mean. I'm sure you can hold it though, lets just keep looking around and I'm sure we'll find a toilet. It won't be like last time, ok? Promise. Sorry! Sorry, no i know I said I#d never mention that again! It's ok though, I'm sure everyone has wet themselves as a grown up at one time or another- You want me to stop talking about it? Ok fine. No need to be mad at me though, I'm not the one who made you have an accident. Just keep holding yourself, I'm sure we'll find a bathroom- One time I had to go SO bad and it was raining too so that made it harder and I- Oh talking about it is making you need to go more? Ok sorry. Just trying to encourage you.

Sweetie? Why have you stopped? What's that? I can't hear y- Oh. Oh baby, you've started leaking? How bad is it? Can you let go of yourself for a moment? Spread your legs for a second, let me see- Ok, that's not too bad! Just a little wet patch. No, no one can tell you wet yourself a bit- Oh calm down, no one can hear. Let's keep looking. Let's think about dry desserts and um places without rain and drought-stricken river beds and- Hey! I'm sorry, it's not my fault I'm making it worse, I was trying to help! Oh...ok...um no....no, I um absolutely can't tell you leaked more. No, no your pants TOTALLY hide it. Can't see a thing... Although you bouncing and whimpering like that is a BIT noticeable...

Sweetie it's ok, don't cry. No....no, I know, you're not going to make it are you? We could- What? You're going? Baby, we're already going as fast as we-

Oh. Oh ok I see, you're GOING. Baby, can you try and hold it just a bit longer to at least get behind a trash can or something so you don't make a puddle here? Oh- ok. Yes even if you're wetting as we go, let's try and move-

Never mind. No, it's ok, you can't move, you- Oh you've managed to stop? Ok let's- Ah. Nope you're wetting again aren't you? I can tell. It's ok sweetie. You tried really hard to stay dry. Let's get you cleaned up.

Awww, you're so cute! Who's mommy's good boy? Come get your treat (while spreading my legs)

“So, what do you like to do in your free time?”

“Uhmmmm does diapering up high functioning adults and turning them into babies that heavily depend on their mama and ask for milkies count? No? Well god forbid a girl has hobbies”

Love to close my eyes and imagine the sight of pulli ng my face away from mommy’s pussy, all the spit and her wetness sticking between my face and her body before I take a breath and go down on her again, i just live the thought of being a messy eater

daydreaming about watching a pretty boy masturbate.

The moaning, the shaking, the facial expressions.

"Come on, cutie. One more time for me?" And again. And again.

I love lying next to my pretty boy while he sleeps. I love groping him all over and hearing his sleepy little whimpers. I love knowing I can do whatever I want to him, and he'll love it. I love listening to his heartbeat, and knowing he's mine.

"Wimpy sensitive nerdy weaklings 😭😭" I'm so curious, what is it you like about this? Love your posts!!!

I have thought about it a lot. Maybe it’s the subversion of expectations from a guy, maybe I expect that they’d be able to understand me better, maybe bc vulnerability is attractive. At the end of the day though it’s just what I like whether I understand it or not.

Thanks for asking!

Come on baby, don't be shy...

...if you're a very good boy I'll let you feel how warm Mummy's Diapee is...

listening to him infodump but i need to pee really bad, but i want to keep listening so i hold it until i can find a gap in the conversation to run off, but he's just so passionate and i end up listening to him and forgetting how bad i need to go- until he stops talking abruptly, and looks down at my crotch as my bladder gives out and i pee myself, a dark wet mark spreading over my clothes