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Not a peep.

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listen, i'm not into age play, but if you tell me to just be a big girl and hold in all my pee, i'm not exactly gonna complain. if you shake your head at me and coo "aww, you had an accident?" as i sit trembling in my wet pants, i won't be upset. if you put me in a diaper because i can't control myself, i certainly won't fight it. sometimes it's nice to just be a dumb little sub who gets taken care of, ya know?

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Make them ask for permissions to go to the potty and then proceed to either hand them a pull up, diaper, tell them to wet their pants, or take them to the potty at my own discretion vs theirs.

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pov: you have a late night mess and are out of diapers so you gotta be changed into some pjs over your full diaper while you make a late run to the convenience store 😔

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🥺Room in the Rear😭 

“What a good Boi for draining all those warm “Lovey Dovey” Soapy Suds...I bet it’s going to be difficult clenching down to hold in those suds in for the next twenty minutes with your legs spread like that...then again, you knew better than to ask for Changies. Even more so for whining that your diapers were full, when there is clearly plenty of room in the rear. Your Didies aren’t cheap, and you’ve been warned about the consequences, not only asking to be changed, but exaggerating the need to be changed as well.” 

“On the plus side, just nineteen more minutes to go, and remember, any early expulsion will lead not only to a Firey session with Mister Paddle, but another full bag of Soapy Suds with the assistance of Mister Pluggy to ensure you make it a full twenty minutes!” 😈 

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👃🏻Evening Attire🔑 

“Hey kiddo’s...almost done in here? The guys have started to arrive, and everyone’s asking where our Widdle Sissy’s hiding...though from the smell of it, one would just have to follow their nose at this point!” 

“Yeah, we’re almost done in here, was just waiting on Pissy-Pants here to finish emptying out their special Pooter Rooter formula. Just need to give Stinky a quick change and plug in this Tushy Tickler then we’ll be down.”  

“Well, I’ve informed the guys that Cuckie threw a Temper Tantrum earlier today after seeing the outfit they’d be wearing tonight, and that an attitude adjustment was called for, so everyone understands. I’ll let them know you’ll be down shortly, and leave that hood locked on...no doubt it’ll make the evening even more enjoyable for our guests!” 

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✨Fall is here, little one. Maybe the crunching of the leaves will help distract people from the crinkling of your diaper. Maybe not✨

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Sometimes a fantasy can become a nightmare

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Taped & tormented

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Siempre dominante 🥵🥵🥵

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Me and you?

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Diapered sissy receives enema. Added cuffs are nessecary for full administration of laxatives. Squirming confirms treatment is effective

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No- no, no no! God, why had he been so stupid?! Why on earth had he lost track of time- gotten carried away watching that dirty porn-

Their hands were closing on him, their puzzled voices slipping further and further into delighted amusement. "Corey, what's going on here?", Melanie demanded, her fingers running wonderingly over the length of his dress's silky satin bow. "Do you have something you want to tell me? Like, why on earth I should come back to my dorm and find my roommate decked out in… whatever the hell this is?"

Her friend Alex, whom he'd never seen before that very moment, had her hands uncomfortably tight on his wrists. And judging by the size of her arms and the air of muscly authority she gave off, he had no doubt that she was able and willing to wrestle him into submission should he try to escape. As if running would solve anything, anyway…

"Oh, I know exactly what this is," Alex smiled, and he gulped and gave a meek little whimper of protest behind his gag. "We've got ourselves an adorable little sissy boy, don't we? A sweet little pretty boy who fantasizes about wearing the silkiest and most beautiful gowns. Oh, how nice they must feel, swishing around his knees, making him feel so incredibly girly…"

God, how does she know? Yes, yes, and yes! So girly, so humiliating… But there was something else – something even more shameful – and all he could do was pray to god they would leave it at that. Please, please don't dig deeper. Don't lift the skirt-

Alex broke off, chuckling, while Melanie gave a little snort of astonishment. "Wait, really? Corey, is that true? Do you like dressing up like a girl? I mean, kinda a dumb question at this point. I guess it's pretty obvious…" She trailed off, gazing reflectively at the baby-pink ball gag filling my whimpering mouth. "A kinky girl, huh? You wanna be all tied up and stuff, too?"

His heart was hammering a mile a minute, the taste of his churning stomach welling in the back of his throat. Yes, yes, he couldn't deny it. How could he? It was right there lodged in his mouth: his favorite gag, so pink and effeminate. So babyish. And oh, the pathetic little gurgles and drooling that it always unleashed…

"Of course he does! Look at these cuffs and mittens, Mel. He's got them on pretty loose, of course. But all I'd need to do is cinch up the wrists… like so… see that? Those hands of his aren't getting free now until I say so!"

Fuck. He was gurgling inarticulately, fingers struggling in their suddenly tight confines, realizing too late that he'd just lost the last vestige of control over this situation – if indeed he'd ever had any to begin with. Alex was giggling, and Melanie was running her hands over his trembling shoulders, and a panicked dribble of drool was now escaping down his chin as they laughed over his predicament.

"Oh, sure," Alex was now saying, and Corey flinched at the casual tone of her words. "We could let him go. But it seems he wants to be like this, right? Plus there's the fact that he dressed up purposely, knowing full well that you were coming back at 3. I dunno about you, but it sure as heck seems like he wanted to be found like this, don't you think? Sweet little Corey playing at being, I dunno… Courtney?"

"I guess so…" Melanie agreed – and as her fingers slipped down over the back of his dress, Corey was shivering in mortal terror of what she was inches away from discovering. "I mean, I don't really mind. It's kinda weird, or whatever. But if you think he genuinely wants it like this…"

And then a note of surprise entered her voice once more. "Wait. What the heck? What's this you're wearing under here, anyway?"

Shit. He was busted. And then – as if all this wasn't enough – even as the wondering Melanie's fingers began their first tentative prodding, he could already feel his nervous bladder spurting and bursting with anxiety. Out it poured, the shameful warmth wicking easily down into the thick, lace-covered depths of the bulging padding between his quivering legs…

"Holy frick. Alex, are you seeing what I'm seeing? Is he wearing an honest-to-god diaper?!"

Image Credit: @abdreams (and of course the lovely Odette Delacroix!)

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