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elleindiapers324 · 11 days
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Humping
When I hump I feel so helpless and dumb, rolling my eyes back and hanging my tongue out, almost like a dog in heat (maybe I am). Humping so much that all of my thoughts leak out from my hole leaving me empty and mindless as I pant and moan like a pathetic slut.
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elleindiapers324 · 11 days
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send threats
when I say send threats I don’t mean for you to start asking me questions about what I’m into, I want to open my inbox to horrific fantasies that involve me being abused and pounded into till I pass out. I just want daddy to tell be how my pussy is gonna be destroyed without asking. Never ask. Tell me all your horrible kinks, how you wanna take me while I’m asleep, how you wanna pound my ass on the bus, how you wanna chain me to the bed and let your friends all take turns abusing my cunt while you record it for the internet. All I want is to read stories were I’m humiliated, made crawl naked, fucked in front of an audience. Never ask, just send threats
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elleindiapers324 · 12 days
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Rule Five: Chastity: Subsection 1: "If you're going to allow your baby to make cummies, they should only be making cummies in their diaper."
None of the orginal photos are mine. I respect all owners. I have left all watermarks in place. However, if you wish me to remove/delete any photos, please do hesitate to contact me.
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elleindiapers324 · 14 days
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Awww… ❤️ givin Stinky Bouncies to cute Baby Girls
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elleindiapers324 · 14 days
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Oh my little angel, I don’t think you realize what you’re asking.
I want you to finally be potty trained so we can get you out of pull-ups. You really think you need to go BACK to wearing diapers? And 24/7?
I don’t think you understand what that means. No we aren’t going to play at it. There is no trial run. There isn’t any deciding you don’t like it and going back. If you need diapers, you’ll be in diapers.
Every pair of big girl panties in your drawers? Thrown out. You’ll never need them again. We will fill your dressers with the necessary diapers, inserts, powders and creams.
When you need to pee? You will just go, right then and there. When you need to mess? You will squat down and grunt and push, right there no matter who is around. Doesn’t matter where we are or what we are doing, your only choice is using your diaper. There are no asking for changes. Only babies where diapers 24/7 and daddy decides when you get changed.
You will forget what a toilet is. You’ll get so used to the bulk between your legs, you’ll forget what it’s like to not be in your padded prison.
The only times you’ll be a nakey baby is when you are getting a necessary bath, or those brief interludes when you’re going from a stinky wet diaper to a fresh new one.
Oh no, you absolutely don’t get sex anymore. I don’t want to be inside someone who needs diapers every day and every night. You don’t get that privelege. If you get lucky enough to be allowed to cum, it’ll be in your diaper, and only one that’s used. Orgasms don’t seem like something necessary for a padded princess like yourself.
Everyone will know. Between your waddling, the crinkling, the smell of powder or worse, I don’t see how your new state could be disguised. If you are capable of finding it? Well I’ll also be checking you regardless who might be around. If you’re consistently diapered up I can’t risk you getting a rash. That’s much more important than trying to keep your little predicament a secret.
Also, let’s not forget your room would give away any hints you’re pathetic self didn’t already. The diaper pail, the changing table, all the necessities of a 24/7 baby.
Now, I don’t know what we will do about going to the pool or the beach, I’m not sure the make swimming diapers for a girl your size but I certainly don’t trust a full time pissy pants in a bikini. Maybe that’s one more consequence of this decision.
What? You’re rethinking this? That’s unfortunate because as we’ve been talking about it I really started to feel like maybe you do need to be a little 24/7 diaper dependent baby. Let’s go put on one of the few diapers you DO have and go to the store. We have a lot of shopping to do…
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elleindiapers324 · 14 days
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Wolfforkitty
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elleindiapers324 · 14 days
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❌️ Don't Give Them Orders ❌️
So. You have a brat.
They're doing it on purpose, you know.
You tell them to eat their strained peas, and they stick out their tongue. You tell them not to touch their diaper, and they start doing rubbies. You tell them to get in their crib, and they scamper off to turn on Bluey. They relish the attention you give them when they refuse to follow orders; some particularly difficult Littles have even been known to crave punishments!
So...you're not going to give them orders.
You're going to give them facts.
"Put on your onesie" becomes "You're going to put on your onesie."
"Crawl to your nursery" is now "You're going to crawl to your nursery."
"Stop being stubborn" has so much less power than "You're going to stop being stubborn."
You're going to sit in your high-chair. You're going to suck your paci. You're going to play with dollies. You're going to squat and push.
Grown-ups know everything, so facts are harder to dispute than orders. I promise, there will be a lot less hesitation in your diapered troublemaker's voice when you inform them they're going to bed at 7:30 after their spanking tonight.
It's just the facts 😏
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elleindiapers324 · 18 days
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Waiting for daddy to come change me
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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Maybe I do like it
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So many times I've said it: "I don't want to wear diapers." "I want to use the potty." "I'm a big girl." I've screamed it until my throat was raw, until my voice was nothing but a hoarse whisper. I've cried it all, every tear a testament to my defiance.
But no matter how loud I screamed, no matter how hard I fought, it didn't change anything. They still took away my big girl panties, replacing them with diapers. They still made me fill every diaper they strapped onto me to the brim, ignoring my protests and pleas.
I screamed at them, at my captors, the ones who held me prisoner in this childish state. But my screams fell on deaf ears, drowned out by their laughter and mocking whispers. In their eyes, I was nothing but a helpless little.
But as time passes and I obediently fill diaper after diaper, I find myself facing a troubling realization: maybe I like it. Maybe I like the way my diaper feels all warm and snug when I pee myself, the comforting embrace of its soft padding. Maybe I like the convenience of never having to search for a bathroom again, of being free to go whenever and wherever I please.
And as I squat down to mess my diaper, hours away from the next change, I can't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, I do like being a poopy pampers princess. The thought sends a shiver of guilt and excitement down my spine.
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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“if you keep throwing a tantrum everytime I change you into a diaper then you're clearly not not mature enough to go out without one”
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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Safe enough to be a helpless baby... safe with Daddy
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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I really like the idea of having to ask permission to wet my diapers. I'd hold out for as long as possible, embarrassed that I have to ask to do something so humiliating. I'd wait and wait until I was at my dom(me) begging for permission
“Please can I? Please can I go potty in my diaper? I can't hold it, please??” I'd beg as I shifted back and forth on my toes trying desperately not to break the rule and get myself into trouble
“Hm I dunno…” they’d say, deliberating for as long as they wanted before I grabbed their shirt and just started begging for permission
I wonder if they would let me or not?
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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I’m getting real comfortable getting uppies from daddy and being carried all over
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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Little Elle moaned as she tried to squeeze into her ‘big girl’ skirt.
“If you want to be a big girl and we’re a skirt then here is your favourite denim one”
I was excited, daddy hadn’t let me wear any of my ‘big girl’ clothes since he forced me back into diapers and has been treating me like a baby, making me wear onesies and shortalls usually.
“Mph…Uhh” I struggled to get it over the diaper
“What’s wrong sweetie, is your diaper too big” daddy said in amusement
“Hehe” I squealed when I got it over my diapered bottom and buttoned up. Though I turned around in horror as my diaper was bulging out the bottom.
“You can keep trying to pull it down princess but there’ll be no hiding the baby you truly are once you wet your diapers. Now stop tugging and go put your shoes on. It’s a lovely day to go to the park”
“Daddy I..I don’t want to wear my old clothes anymore” I said after realising there’s no way of hiding my diapered behind
“Well it’s too late for that little girl, everyone in the park will see your soggy little bottom because you argued about wanting to wear your old clothes. Stop complaining or I’ll take that skirt off and you can walk out in that diaper alone”
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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“Daddy please I’m a big girl I can use the toilet” I pleaded about to soak my diaper
“Big girls wouldn’t be in diapers in the first place, now stop complaining or you’ll be over my knee”
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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Reblog if you’re forced to wear diapers
Or if you just like wearing diapers
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elleindiapers324 · 22 days
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Running to daddy for a diaper check
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