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archangeldyke-all · 3 months

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I feel like if Vika had a baby she wouldn’t baby talk and have full on conversations with them. Like she’ll tell the baby how whiskey prices went up and how “fucking stupid” it is, or she’ll talk about some new kid at her job and how “the fucker” can’t do anything right LMAO

sugar u r the smartest person i know

men and minors dni

you and everyone who meets the baby talk to her like anybody talks to a baby, cooing and exaggerating and using an exaggerated baby voice.

your typical conversations with your kid for the first year of her life go something like 'awe, do you have a poopy? sweet baby made a big poopy.' or 'can you say: mama? mmmma mmmma?'

sevika, however, talks to your kid like she's an old friend.

you'll catch her feeding your daughter baby food, scooping up the goop that falls down onto her chin as she chats. "fuckin' silco was gettin' on my last nerve today. would you be pissed if we revoked his 'godfather' status? i know he spoils you, but i think we could find a suitable replacement, someone who doesn't have their head stuck up their ass. he thinks he runs the fuckin' place, he forgets we're co-owners. co. that means both. you're so lucky you don't have to work, you know that? you've got it made, kid, shit, you don't even have to feed yourself."

or, after you've had a long day at home with the little fucker, who's been screaming her head off and refusing to latch onto your tits to drink, you overhear sevika talking to her as she gently dances her around the living room. "you gotta give your mom a break, kid. i know you're probably sicka breast milk, but it's important you drink it, it's got all kindsa good shit in it that'll make you strong. like this, see?" she asks as she flexes the arm not holding your daughter. "keep drinkin' your milk and you'll be as strong as me in no time. well, you'll have to have a pretty strict workout regiment too, it's not all genetic. though, don't tell your mom, but i'm glad you've got my build-- she's a little wimp. you're strong like me. she hates it 'cause you came out so big 'n tore her pussy apart comin' out but i think it's great. you'll be a great athlete once you figure out the whole walkin' thing..."

or at bathtime, while she's got your baby in the sink, gently shampooing the two or three hairs on her head, you're guaranteed to find her catching your daughter up on the latest drama on the soap opera she swears she doesn't watch. "i know, it's fuckin' crazy! but, then, get this, molly, the homewrecker from season three? she shows up pregnant, swearing it's travis' kid! mind you, this is all at a funeral-- at shepard's funeral!" your daughter coos. "oh, shepard's the one who came out gay in season four but then decided to marry miriam in season five, because she needed her greencard." your daughter coos again, and sevika takes this as understanding. "right, you remember. anyways this pregnant bitch molly comes marching in while we're all crying because shep's dead, and she's like 'everybody look at me and my big fat belly!' turns out? she's stuffing her stomach with blankets..."

the funniest thing is that your daughter seems to understand it all, blinking up at sevika with big, interested eyes, absorbing her every word, cooing when she's silent, like she's responding to sevika's commentary.

after a while, it starts to rub off on you, and pretty soon, both you and sevika are talking to your little girl like she's an adult.

it's all fun and games until she starts talking, and her first words are 'fuck' and 'mama' and 'dickhead' and 'milk'

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songmingisthighs · 1 year

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My Mommy

February Filth Fest - 8; mommy kink

group : ateez

pairing : jongho × reader

genre : smut, sub!jongho, dad!ateez

word count : 2.8 k

warning : mdni, smut (not piv), handjob, breastfeeding kink, boobs obsessed jongho, mommy!reader, sub!jongho, mentions of pregnancy-related crack-a-doodle-doo, jongho has oral fixation ?, slight impregnation kink at the end ??

a/n : finally the last part to fff !!! eeek i'm so happy that i'm actually able to deliver my promise and post for all 8 members PLUS an extra. initially i wanted to do four extras but as you know, i managed to post one extra while the other three are still on my notes. tho I'd maybe post them later as a personal project >:)

"Gaho is finally asleep,"

Jongho lifted his head from his book and watched you enter your shared room from his side of the bed. You walked in groaning after struggling to put your 7-month-old baby girl to sleep for the night as he had just learnt the joys of sight and hearing so she became rather fussy. "Are you okay?" Genuine worry dripped from Jongho's voice when he saw you place the baby monitor on your nightstand as you sat down on your side of the bed. You turned to look at him and shot him a grateful smile, mouthing a 'thank you' as you were unable to use your voice.

"You know," the bed behind you dipped as Jongho placed his hands on your shoulders to gently massaged the sore muscles, "I wouldn't mind helping feed her when I'm around. Heck, I'll even clean her poopy diaper and give her a bath," he offered as he pressed his lips to the side of your head lovingly. You let out a hum of appreciation, smiling at how nice it felt to be massaged by him. He always bragged about how strong he is and while he used that as an advantage against his band members, he used it to spoil you with his love. "Yeah, but you work all the time and during weird hours for recording and stuff so I'd rather you rest whenever you can," it was true, you saw how your husband works so hard to provide for your family and honestly seeing him rest well and do some things just for himself was comfort enough for you.

You accidentally let out a moan followed by your head rolling and falling back in pleasure when Jongho relieved the pressure on a sore spot. Jongho's fingers froze for a second when he heard you moan, the sound sent a thrill straight to his gut and suddenly his mind started replaying some memories of you fucking yourself on his cock. It wasn't like he planned on thinking about it, nothing specific was turning him on (other than your moans), but you were right there under his touch. His eyes glazed while his fingers moved on their own accords, massaging your sore muscles to elicit more sounds from you that just made him inhale shakily. His mind was fuzzy with images of you naked on top of him or taking him in your mouth or even you stepping on his cock as he humped on your heels to get off. God, how he missed the days he could just be depraved and not feel guilty because there wasn't a baby in the next room. Then his thoughts shifted to the image of you during your pregnancy. It was around your third month and as you said, it was the sweet spot where your body informed the twins in the apartment but not the troll in the basement. While you loved how perky they were, Jongho loved how he was able to play with them all he wants. It wasn't like he wasn't attracted to your boobs before the pregnancy it was just that now there were more of it and you were lactating. Just the thought of him suckling your breasts and drinking your milk while you writhe under or on top of him, grinding to his hard cock due to oversensitivity got Jongho's cock to spring up to its full size.

Jongho only snapped back into reality when you pulled away from his touch and stood up, saying something along the lines of having to change out of your spittle-covered shirt that barely registered into Jongho's boob-induced brain detachment. Thought what came next wasn't much better for him as you whipped your shirt off and revealed your bare boob, hanging heavy on your chest with your nipples pebbled. Jongho's jaw immediately went slack and his tongue darted out as a reflex when he saw the shine on the peaks from you breastfeeding your daughter, immediately wanting a taste. Despite what your parents said and your baby's paediatrician's suggestion, you didn't want to stop breastfeeding until she was at least one year old as you heard the many benefits that formula just couldn't give. Plus, it was like strapping a treadmill to your chest, where else can you dump 500 calories daily? It was a win-win-win solution for everyone in your family. The baby gets her food, nutrient, immune boost, and neurological benefit among other things, you get to not worry about wanting cheeseburgers at 12 am, and Jongho gets some action whenever he wants.

As you dump your dirty shirt to the floor and turned to ask Jongho if he saw your favourite sleeping shirt, you noticed how his eyes zeroed in on your chest, completely transfixed. "Jongho?" You called out with eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Are you okay?" Of course, he didn't answer verbally, he simply nodded slowly before tilting his head to the side slightly as if to follow with the movements of your breasts.

Knowing him, you knew what he was thinking and it wasn't that hard to guess since his dick was begging to be released from his sweatpants. "Aww, are you staring at my boobies, baby?" you chuckled, walking back to him with your boobs hanging free, intentionally swaying to make them jiggle slightly. Jongho's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as his throat swallowed the imaginary lump that formed. Your confidence skyrocketed just from Jongho staring at you, he made you feel like you were the only woman he'd ever need and want, like you're the most beautiful and precious person in the world.

Reaching the bed, your kneed dipped first as you tower over Jongho, hands cupping his face gently as you gazed at him lovingly but your fingers were rather firm with your thumb pressing onto his bottom lip. "Does baby want his play time before bed?" You asked, tone lower than your previous, the same one you used on Jongho when you mean business. Immediately, Jongho took notice of your tone and he nodded frantically, "Yes, mommy."

In a flash, you found yourself on your shared bed, your back against the headrest with pillows providing a comfortable surface while Jongho was on top of you. A soft exhale escaped your lips as Jongho's lips work fervently to plant marks all over your skin from the side of your neck down to your chest. "You're hungry, aren't you, baby?" You teased with a giggle, knowing that despite his neediness, he still had his pride and the whine that he let out simply boosted your ego. Despite his protests, his lips never ceased their work, clustering to your cleavage and only venturing out slightly to butterfly his pattern. Gently, you cupped his face with your hand and lifted his face to look at you, "Tell me what you want, baby," and Jongho grabbed onto your thighs harshly from trying to contain his excitement, wanting to be good for you. "I want your milk," you were about to scold him for not calling you by your title when he suddenly leaned back and took your left nipple between his teeth, tugging them hard enough to cause you pleasure while still ensuring you wouldn't feel hurt, "I want my mommy's milk," he said, tongue laying flat on the nipple he just teased.

With his words, you leaned back slightly lower to make sure you were in a more comfortable position as Jongho took this as a sign for him to switch positions as well. He laid on the left side of your body, his legs slightly spread as his hands groped your tits gently. You hummed in approval, loving how he was being considerate of your pleasure even when you wanted to give him his. Gasps even left your lips when Jongho squeezed just hard enough that trickles of breast milk fell out of your nipples, effectively causing Jongho's cock to thrash in its confinement as his tip began creating a wet spot that was mere seconds away from being visible through his sweatpants. But he remained patient as best as he could, reminding himself to not do anything that could result in you punishing him. It was established between you two that he was not supposed to do anything until he got your permission and you were proud that he was able to be so obedient even when he was being so needy. The dark orbs of his eyes were twinkling with anticipation, looking up at you so patiently whilst his fingers massaged your tender flesh. He wasn't the only one who wanted him to suck on your boobs, you've always found a certain attraction towards seeing his pretty lips on you and the fact that he could just be so adorable and submissive in the bedroom for you and ONLY for you.

"Go ahead baby, enjoy your meal," you commanded.

Jongho wasted no time before he latched his mouth to your left boob and began sucking greedily. You winced at the first impact, surprised at how harsh he was being with you but that was just proof of how much he wanted you. It was endearing. Painful, but endearing.

"Fuck, Jongho, slow down," you winced, cringing when he bit onto your nipple a little bit too hard. "Sorry," He mumbled against your flesh, momentarily pausing from his sucking to place kisses as if to compensate for his rough treatment. But of course, he soon went back to drinking your breastmilk. Jongho truly enjoyed the taste of you as the liquid gushed from your nipples, coating his tongue and filling his mouth. He wasn't sure if it was the taste of you per se or it was the fact that it was just something your body created and he was enjoying YOU.

It wasn't hard to see that Jongho was having his own fun. You noticed his hard cock straining against the soft material of his sweatpants but he didn't seem like he cared about it much. Jongho froze when he felt you taking his cock out of his sweatpants, the cold air hitting his warm skin made him shudder and clench his jaws slightly. You pecked his forehead gently to calm his nerves down, "Don't worry baby, mommy will take care of you," you reassured, making him relax slightly.

The moment you started pumping Jongho, he couldn't help but let his eyes flutter close, enjoying the new attention you were giving his cock. Slowly, his mind was flowing with pleasure, mouth almost automatically continued its movement on your boob as the hand that was working on your other boob moved on its own accord. The feeling was amazing, having Jongho powerfully milking your tits with his mouth and his hand. Of course, the stimulations were different but in a good way, you were able to enjoy the different textures that gave different types of pleasure. He made you feel good that you started working on him harder. You knew he liked a bit of pain with his pleasure, opting for you to be as rough as you want with him as he tried to take it all. Jongho exhaled sharply when your fingers trailed down to his balls and cupped them firmly, squeezing slightly to the point that his tip spurted a tiny bit of precum. "You like that, baby? You like mommy playing with your big dumb cock?" Pathetically, Jongho nodded his head quickly, causing his teeth to scrape on your boob, "How can you neglect your cock like this? Look at it, it's hard and red and it's already leaking without me having to do much," the condescending laugh you let out made Jongho curl into your body for comfort, slightly ashamed but revelling at how you put him down so easily, "Oh, what would you do without me? Your balls would have been permanently blue had it not been for me teaching you what to do." Jongho moaned when you resume pumping him, tugging on his thick cock that could barely fit in your hand as his mouth drooled all over your tits and dripped to your stomach.

Without a verbal answer from him, you felt yourself getting slightly ticked. Much to Jongho's disappointment, you used the hand that grabbed onto his cock to pull his head back by his hair. "Mm- Ahh!" He whined, lips trying to find your tit to suck again. "Bad baby," a slap was delivered to his face, not a harsh one but hard enough that it made his eyes glaze slightly, "What do you say to mommy for teaching you how to use your dumb cock?" you growled. His response came first with his hand reaching for your hand that was holding onto his hair to place it back on his throbbing cock. Grinding up against your pal, you felt him twitch slightly, part of the tip slightly wet from his precum smearing. "Thank you mommy for teaching me how to use my dumb cock and giving you a baby, making you a real mommy," he said, the corners of his lips twitching slightly as he was teasing you. You had teased him multiple times in the past about how his mommy kink will eventually turn you into a real mommy so when you found out you were pregnant, Jongho was beyond ecstatic. Not only because now you both have a tiny human that was a combination of the both of you but also because he had finally gotten something to tease you with.

"Fuck," you groaned, resuming pumping him with one hand as the other grabbed his head and forced him back to suckle on you. Happily, Jongho complied, sucking more and more of your milk as you jacked him off. It was heaven for him to be able to enjoy you like that. His free hand that was groping your free tit started to grope harder, taking your pebbled nipple between his fingers to tweak and rub at them. At that point, you were sure that you were soaking through your panties and sleep shorts but of course, you couldn't care less when your husband was so close to cumming all over your hand. Jongho was a whimpering mess at this point, his grip on you tight as if he was trying to control his reflexes. His mouth was no longer sucking on your tit but it was still latched on, his tongue swiping your skin in an attempt to calm himself. The more you pumped his cock and the quicker your movements, the more he became erratic. His hips were moving on their own accords despite Jongho trying to keep still. "I- I'm close," he mumbled into your flesh, face hiding away from you in the embarrassment of his confession. You couldn't help but chuckle at how adorably shy he was. Even after making love and fuking each other multiple times over the years, he still couldn't shake how self-conscious he was. Which you have ensured that you loved and adored that side of him.

"Come on, be a good boy and cum for mommy,"

Jongho's eyes screwed shut as he moaned into your flesh in his mouth, cumming with spurts of his semen splattering all over your skin and his; thighs, abdomen, and some even got onto your chest from the way his tip was positioned. You didn't stop jerking him as he rode his high, mimicking his mouth that returned to sucking your very tender boob but a lot gentler. This time, you started moaning from the stimulation and your hand slowed down its movement on Jongho's cock to the point that it was just stroking him gently with the lightest feather touch and even then, his dick was still responding with twitches. Though he had just came, his dick was still hard and maybe you had yourself to blame for still touching him and moaning but you were only a human and you didn't hear Jongho complaining.

It wasn't until Jongho unlatched his mouth from you and sat up a bit that he noticed the wet patch on your sleep shorts. Suddenly he moved on top of you, trapping you under him as he started peppering kisses all over your face. Then he trailed down your body; from your neck to your cleavage, then stopping momentarily at the band of your sleeping shorts. "How about I thank mommy for helping me cum?" he asked after placing a soft kiss on your lower belly as his hands slowly pulled your sleep shorts and panties completely off of you. You let out a hum when Jongho started placing soft kisses on your pussy, teasing you by intentionally letting his lips linger near your clit and on the sides of your folds but not on the centre yet. "How about another baby?" suddenly Jongho delivered a harsh and quick lick by shoving his tongue between your folds and up, flicking your clit in the process. A yelp escaped you when Jongho used his hands to part your legs and folded them slightly to open yourself to him. Your glistening core was glaring at him and he couldn't help but lick his lips, hungry for a different taste of you.

"Yeah, I'm gonna make you a mommy again."

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gaybaby2424 · 2 months

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PART 2 IF I WAS KIDNAPPED TO BE A BABY

When I woke up I was in my nursery strapped to my crib and still in my poopy diapers then my head felt lighter than a feather and I started to feel myself get dumber and dumber I started to drool badly and then I just felt like my head was empty I didn’t remember anyone I didn’t know what anything was or who it was like I had turned back to a newborn I started crying badly and then daddy came in picked me up and told me that those pills he put in was a pill to make me bladder and bowel incontinent and and a pill that makes it so I can’t move my arms or legs so I have to be carried and a pill to make me stupid after daddy finished he asked if I understood and I just looked at daddy like he’s was speaking a different language and then daddy said I’m also gonna start you on hypnosis but this hypnosis makes you into a poopy horny sex slave but I still didn’t understand and he said I’m a baby voice I know da wittle dumb pathetic baby can’t understand me but I legally adopted you and you are my property forever even though you will never understand or speak english again you will forever be in diapers and everyone in this town will know who and what you are even if you don’t understand then I just started shitting my diapers and then daddy just smiled and said this is the perfect time for your hypnosis training as he put me in my bouncer and put a VR headset on and headphones even tho I didn’t understand daddy he told me that I will be in there for 2 days except for lunch when I feed you daddy set up a video camera and videotaped both days and after my hypnosis Training is done daddy takes everything off and takes me out and puts me in my play area in the living room and I somehow was able to take my poopy diapers off and I shove my face right into my shit and starter humping and then fell over and turned on my back with my shitty diaper still on my face and daddy said awwwww does baby want to be nasty with it’s diapers and have daddy fuck baby and I didn’t answer so daddy just took what he wanted and starts to fuck me hard and then took my diaper off my face and started making out with me and he and I swapped my shit in eachothers mouth all while daddy was taking a video and after we were done daddy cleaned my shitty face up changed me and put me in 6 diapers with 3 stuffers then daddy took me out to his car and we left 1 hour later we arrived in a different town we stopped right in front of a kinky looking bar and daddy got out got my stroller ready took me out and put me in it and the went into the bar and every single guy wanted to fuck me then every guy started asking to use my diapers as there bathroom and so they started peeing in them and then one guy asked daddy if he could go and daddy said whip it out and the guy said well I have to shit is that ok daddy said of course my baby loves shit let me put him on the floor and open his diapers the afternoon your done he will clean your shitty ass soon everyone wanted to shit in my diapers at the end of our trip my face was covered in shit and my diapers were so thick and full of so much smelly shit I could only hump weakly in my shitty diapers as everyone was laughing

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overstuffednpadded · 11 months

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Imagine this:

A's feeding B a large meal on the couch, and B's chubby tummy is even more pronounced than usual because of it. So A offers to take off their pants to help relieve some of the pressure on their belly, leaving B in just their shirt and white briefs.

After they've finished the meal, B's tummy starts grumbling in a way that A immediately knows they have to poop. But B's very tired from eating so much, and it shows.

So A tells them "Baby, don't move. You know moving around right after you eat upsets your tummy. If you need to go potty, just go in your underpants. I promise, I won't be mad, and I'll clean you up afterwards."

After some struggle, B whimpers and scrunches up their face as they pass gas a few times, before their poop starts making its way out into their undies. A remarks that they look just like a baby pooping in its diaper as they watch B mess their underpants and the white fabric grow more discolored as the poopy bulge forms under them. B even starts to let their bladder go and a yellow spot starts forming in the front of their underwear.

At some point, A suggests they put B back in diapers, so they won't have to worry about using the potty anymore when they're tired and need to go; they eventually start slightly manipulating B into more and more babylike behavior over time so B becomes A's chubby little adult baby.

#🧡asking🧡#omutsu #messing #scat kink #omorashi #farts #you had me in the first half anon ngl #but im more into consensual diaper babes than manipulated ones #no shame! it's just not my thing #but im posting it anyway cause you wrote a lot and it shouldnt go to waste #and im nearly 100% sure someone will enjoy it😂

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nannymcpee · 2 years

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Here are some photos of our amazing weekend together. This little boy has made me happier than I ever thought possible. 💗💗💗💗💗

I could have just spent the whole time cuddling and patting that beautiful, poofy little nappy butt. However the sun was shining and padded adventures were calling.

First we went strawberry picking. I held his hand and we swung our arms as we walked through the sunny field. Obviously we had to quality check some of the strawberries. I bit the strawberry in half and fed the smaller mouthful to him then kissed his cute, little nose as he chewed through his cheeky little grin. 💗💗💗

For one scary moment I reached for his hand and realised he wasn’t by my side. I saw him about a metre away crouched down, sucking on his thumb with a glazed look in his eyes. My beautiful boy was well and truly in little space. As I smiled down at him I felt my heart swelling and tears pricked my eyes. The love I feel for this boy is not possible to put into words. 💗💗💗💗

Back at the car I loaded him up with his toys, stuffy and sippy cup as I strapped him in ready for the ride to the zoo. We moshed and sang along to Nellie the Elephant by the Toy Dolls on the way. I snuck in as many cuddles and hair ruffles as I could manage while I drove.

Before we went to explore I nursed my munchkin in the car and enjoyed the extreme intimacy and closeness it brings.

At the zoo we played games and watched the animals. My boo bear blew me away with his childlike wonder and playful excitement, it was so hard to resist not scooping him up into a big squidgy cuddle every second.

He wasn’t always an angel though and he did get a tap on his bottom for scaring mummy by pretending he’d been electrocuted by an electric fence.

We got to use an adult sized changing table too. He was so cute climbing up on to it as he was just a bit to little to manage it without help. I got his scrummy, poopy little bottom all cleaned, powdered and wrapped back up again. Then cradled him for a while and gave him lots of nappy pats just to keep him topped up for the afternoon.

While we waited for the zoo train we rested on a bench and as we snuggled my little boo bear started to nuzzle and rub his eyes sleepily. Though he was having fun it had been a very busy day and far too much for such a cutie so we headed back to the car.

He nursed again before I strapped him into his seat and settled him down with a pillow and his stuffy for the journey home.

Back home I settled him into his special feeding cushion after putting him in a fresh nappy and sponged him down to keep him cool as he drifted off into a well deserved nap.

Our weekend continued with many more cuddles, nappy changes, bath times, feeding and playing.

I long for the day when this never has to end and I thank you so so much @mummys-lil-mushbutt for everything you do and how special you are. Mummy loves you so much little one 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

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watermelonlovershigh · 2 years

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Breastfeeding at a Restaurant /blurb/

AN: i've had this in my drafts for months and because this won the poll i did yesterday, i decided to give most of you what you wanted and finish it. hope you enjoy.

This story contains: breastfeeding, poopy diaper, fluff

{ husband!harry - dad!harry - softrry - current harry era }

word count: 1,089

At a restuaunt having dinner with Harry's band mates and work partners, your baby girl starts whining due to being hungry and Harry takes you to the family restroom so you can breastfeed her in private.

You and Harry have a beautiful baby girl who just turned six months old. She has Harry's dimples and your eyes. A very quite baby as well, except for when she gets hungry for some of her mummy's milk and in that case, she can get pretty whiny. So as a mum, you gotta do what you gotta do when it comes to breastfeeding her in random places. And Harry is a big help when it comes to helping you get situated to breastfeed or to speak up when glaring eyes have an issue with you doing a natural thing such as feeding your daughter with a boob.

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Harry invited you and your baby girl to come with him to a work dinner at a restaurant in downtown London. You were skeptical to bring a six month old baby to such a fancy restaurant but Harry told you that it would be fine. That she would most likely sleep the entire time in her little carrier. Plus, he secretly wanted to show you off because he's proud of his little family.

It was all going well until your daughter started waking up and whimpering as if she was hungry. You peeked into her baby carrier that sat on a chair beside you and then nervously turned to looked at Harry who's sat on the other side of where you're sitting. You tap your husbands shoulder and whisper quietly, "I think she's hungry babe, and I don't know what to do."

Harry stops mid conversation with one of his band members that sat across the table from him and turns to his right to look at you. "Huh, love?" he mutters, not fully having heard what you'd said to him.

"I said I think she's hungry." you repeat nervously. You hate that you interrupted Harry's conversation but this is quite urgent.

Harry's face falls to one of understanding then coos back an, "Oh, well come on. We'll take her to the family bathroom and you can feed her there." This is what you loved most about Harry. He didn't once hesitate to give you a solution to your problem and he also didn't hesitate to say he'd be joining you.

You unbuckle the straps that held your daughter in her seat and grabbed her diaper bag while Harry quietly announces to the table, "If you don't mind us, m'just gonna take these two to the bathroom and let our baby girl feed for a minute or two."

"Yeah man, no problem. Take your time." said Mitch who was sipping on his wine at the table. All of Harry's band mates and work partners understood his wife still breastfeed and that you needed to leave and feed her sometimes in public situations.

Harry stood up from his chair and led you towards the back of the restaurant where the family restroom is located. When you get there, you're thankful it's empty so you don't have to wait any amount of time. You all three step inside and Harry shuts and locks the door behind himself.

"Thank you, baby." you tell Harry as you hand him your whining baby so you can slip one of the straps off your dress and pull down one side of your nursing bra, exposing your enlarged breast.

Rocking your daughter back and forth to sooth her temporarily, Harry questions, "For what? I'm just doing m'job as a husband and a dad. Do anythin' to make sure you feel as comfortable as possible when feeding her. Would have let you feed her at the table if it was just us, but I know you'd have felt too uncomfortable with my work mates there watching."

You giggle knowing how right he is and take your baby back from him. Harry helps her find your exposed nipple and she latches on very quickly, beings her tiny tummy was so hungry. Now you just have to wait and let her eat as you hold her small body in a cradling position to your chest.

"Well, I'm glad you care so much. You make the best husband and baby daddy anyone could ever ask for." you reply and pucker your lips, leaning forward. Harry steps closer and tilts his head down to except your kissing offer. The kiss is no more then tiny pecks but they still send chills across your body. Then he backs away slightly but stays by your side, just watching your baby feed from her mother.

Your daughter continues to suck your nipple for a few minutes until she's milk drunk and dozing off to sleep on your tit. "Think she's finished." you inform your husband. Harry reaches down in her diaper bag and grabs her pink burping cloth. He folds it properly and places it on his right shoulder.

"Alright, m'love. I'll burp her while you get your top fixed properly." Harry says and carefully scoops up your half asleep baby from your arms. He situates her over his shoulder where the burping cloth is placed and begins to gently pat her small back. You wipe away some milk that dripped down your breast and cover yourself back up with your bra and the top of your dress.

Then out of the no where, an extra loud burp echos in the small restaurant bathroom and it has Harry and yourself busting out in laughter. "Woah there my little love, bet that felt so good to let out." Harry speaks to your baby in a playful voice.

By now you have yourself situated and ask Harry, "Does she need a changing before we head out?"

He takes the brave step of his fatherly duties and pushes his nose down towards your daughters bum, trying to get a whiff of a stinky stench. You don't even have to wait for him to respond before you know the answer because Harry quickly pulls his face away and makes fake gagging sounds with facial expressions of pure disgust.

You lift her from his shoulder and lay her on the changing table they supply at the restaurant before muttering, "I'm assuming that's a yes."

"Definitely a yes." Harry responds with no hesitation in his voice. He helps grab a clean diaper and wipes from her bag while you unbutton her onesie and undo her poopy diaper.

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After you've changed your baby into a clean diaper and have breastfed her in the family bathroom of the restaurant, you all three walk out and head back over to your table where Harry's band mates and work partners await.

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mellowsadistic · 2 years

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Erica jabbed at the words she’d written on the blackboard, glaring angrily at Mr Bradley, the head of the Regression Centre she’d been unwillingly enrolled in.

“Awww, I’m sorry sweetie,” he said, smiling. “But you do need nappies. Don’t you remember the lesson you had? You listened to your special music and we learned all about how you’re not potty trained, about how you’re always making wee-wees and poo-poos in your pants, how you often don’t even know that you’ve wet or messed yourself unless a grown-up checks your nappy and tells you.”

Erica wrinkled her nose and shook her head violently, sending her pigtails flying around her face. That didn’t sound right at all! Her head felt funny, like it was full of cotton wool. She was supposed to be a big girl, wasn’t she? If she wasn’t potty trained that would be so embarrassing!

“Are you sure you don’t need nappies, sweetie?” Mr Bradley asked, raising an eyebrow. “Because I think I smell something yucky. Are you sure you haven’t done a whoopsie, Erica?”

Erica whined and stomped her foot in indignation. She didn’t do that in her pants! Did she…? She could smell something yucky too. She just hadn’t thought anything of it. Brow furrowed, Erica wiggled her bottom, concentrating hard on the sensation in her nappy. Then she gasped. There was definitely something back there.

“Baby Erica did a poopy in her pants, didn’t she?” Mr Bradley cooed. “You’re just a silly little girl who can’t even tell when she needs a nappy change. Your Daddy wants you more like a toddler in your other behaviours, but he specifically requested you be a total baby when it comes to your potty training. He seemed to think it would keep your attitude in check. I can’t say I blame him – you were so haughty when you first arrived. But once your conditioning is done, you’ll just be a dumb, diaper-dependent toddler who’s head over heels in love with her Daddy. Yes you will!”

A part of Erica’s hypnotised brain tingled pleasantly at the sweet tone of his voice, but another part of her felt a rush of fear at his words. She pulled her thumb out of her mouth with a wet pop.

“Not my Daddy!” she pouted. “Boyfwiend!”

Mr Bradley laughed. “He used to be your boyfriend, sweetie, but now he’s your Daddy. You’re not going to have much use for a boyfriend anymore. No, what you need is someone to feed you, and burp you, and change your stinky nappies.”

Erica’s eyes went wide and she shook her head frantically, her expression horrified. This definitely wasn’t right! She was a grown-up! An adult! It all came back to her in a rush. Her boyfriend wanted her turned into some ridiculous, overgrown toddler!

“Twicked me!” she whined, stomping her foot again.

“Yes, he did trick you, little one. But it was for your own good. I have to say, it’s always so funny seeing the girls at the start, wearing their professional clothes, acting so mature and sophisticated, with no idea that their adulthood is about to be taken away forever. But I promise you’ll be so much happier as a big baby than you ever were as an adult woman.”

Erica’s thumb slipped back into her mouth and she started sucking on it frantically. She didn’t want to be a stupid baby! She had friends. She had a career. She had a whole life! She didn’t want the rest of it to consist of an endless series of bottle feedings and early bedtimes and nappy changes!

Tears spilled down Erica’s cheeks as she started to panic, but Mr Bradley held a small screen up to her face. Almost immediately, her breathing settled down, and she became lost in the swirling colours and pretty tinkling music.

“There we go, little one,” Mr Bradley said gently. His tone was soft, but there was a cruel smirk playing about his lips. “Back to baby land. Now, today we’re going to learn all about how you’re a silly little girl who can’t even feed herself without making a mess…”

#mellowsadistic

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enegmaticallygothic · 8 months

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The Fast food Outing

Mommy pulled me along across the parking lot to the Taco haven. I yawned ,stretching my arms while pulling on both of her shoulders. She pulled up my sagging morning diaper and gave me a kiss on the forehead.”oo I know you just woke up my baby boy, how was the ride in your new car seat.” I just nuzzled my face into her chest and lightly groaned.we had been driving since 7 am this morning and she had made the expert decision to ignore the sodden state of my diaper and chose to leave me in a sagging old night time diaper.we grabbed our food from the counter not before squeezing my behind, we sat found a table near the center where we had our own little nook. I sat down and winced as my cold padding squished between every crevice of my behind.” Is my poor baby hungry?” I nodded and grabbed a burrito from the bag of food. she quickly took it out of my hands and stuck out her finger.”let mama get it.” she had her serious face on, eyebrows raised and eyes not daring to break our gaze. She began to cut up the burrito into pieces and began to remove more food from the bag to do the same. She spoon fed me bite after bite, I had no time in between bites to speak.

This was a common theme with mommy these days, she had started to really feed me as much as she could. She often sported me in outfits reminiscent to that of piglets and baby elephants.making comments like,”a fat baby is a healthy baby”, and “ you should eat more sweetie.” She often never lets me leave the table without finishing multiple servings or more so-the whole meal usually made to serve 4. i sat in my wet diaper getting fed for about 15 more minutes until we gathered our trash and left. As we approached the car she opened her door first to start the car. She always likes to have ‘ private ‘ time after meals. She lowered the back seats down and climbed in with her legs open in a v shape, she gestured for me to come to her and sit between her legs. I got in and closed the door behind us as I sat between her legs. She pulled me into a bear hug and nuzzled the top of my head while planting little kisses on me. She then started to rub my back and slowly beat in a rhythm. I let out a long belch and she giggled,”my sweet little piglet.” i pushed out my butt to fart before I realized it was a little more than just a fart. “Uh*u-uhrrpp* mama? I *BUURRP* gotta poop..” I said quietly in between burps. She just kissed my face and said in the most soothing voice,”does someone have to go poopy? Go ahead my little baby.”

I barely had to push at all for it to all to come out ,slowly but surely filling up every inch of my shorts. I could feel some spill out of the side into my sweats but I didn’t care anymore the relief was worth the ickyness. she lowered my head down to her chest level and pulled down her tank top exposing her bra. She pulled out her swollen breast and began to guide my head head towards it. She placed her hand on my full diaper and cupped my bottom tight to hug me close to her. i started to fall asleep suckling as she was humming and stroking my hair.”you know honey we don’t have any spare Huggies with us right now so were gonna have to go pick some up. So you might be in this diaper for a little while longer.” I started to whimper,”hey now,” she snapped. “Whose mommies little piggy huh?” She began to tickle me and repeat that over and over. I started laughing uncontrollably and and wriggled around in my messy state,”I am..” I said with a slight smile. She grabbed my head and kissed me on the forehead. She then buckled me into my seat which was a bit of a struggle to snap over my diaper that was bursting at the seems. she booped me on the nose and hopped in the drivers seat. “Oooof it smells like somebody went poo poo.” She fanned her nose as she giggled and we drove away, the car teeming with the stench of poopy shorts.

#poopydiaper #ab dl

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directdogman · 1 year

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Hey dog, are you alright with naming my catter

My family is planning on naming MY CAT Mr poopy butthole, but I think it deserves better than that.

you're handing FAR too much power over your life to a drunk masquerading as a dog mutant person online, if you truly wish for me to possess the power to name a small creature that you'll encounter daily for years to come. You may have to say this name EVERY day of your life, you know. Hell, i named my cat 'salvage' because i literally just FOUND HIM ON THE GROUND. to teach you a lesson, i'll have to give you a name so bad you'll definitely never actually use it. Let's see, now...

alright, here's my plan. so, in the 1920's, this old fart named Calvin Coolidge was prezzy of the United States of A. He was famous for how much he hated talking to people or had a face that looked like it had been 'weaned on a pickle'. When informed of his death later on, a woman named Dorothy Parker famously remarked: "How can they tell?" Perfect opening, we've got a truly fucked up guy to look to as a source of pet-naming inspiration.

So, let's move onto his cat naming conventions, shall we?

While in office, Coolidge was gifted a pair of adorable lion cubs and in his immense wisdom, decided to name them 'Budget Bureau' and 'Tax Reduction', which are profoundly ill-fitting names to give to a pair of baby lions that have been forced on you. You can't even use them in a threatening way against visiting foreign leaders. Imagine threatening to feed a foreign ambassador to a lion cub with brittle baby teeth, and best of all, the fuzzball's named Tax Reduction. You'd be ridiculed.

My instruction for you is to flip a coin. Heads, your balding hairy kid is named 'budget bureau', tails: 'tax reduction'. you only brought this upon yourself.

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radley-writes · 2 years

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RATING MY CHICKS

Clucktimus Prime

This wee laddie hatched late and weak - we had to help him out. As the absolute runt of the litter, his fresh-hatched photos are sooooo gawky and weird. We’re talking full eraserhead baby.

He barely ate. He didn’t drink. He couldn’t walk, because his legs hadn’t formed properly. He just lay there and peeped sadly and pooped himself.

But one does not raise multiple tiny dinosaurs if one is a quitter. We fed him on our finges. We wiped his bald little butt. And we wrapped a teeny-tiny shackle around his legs to align the bones properly. Now he’s totally recovered, and spends his days gorging himself and flapping about with the others!

The only problem is, our TLC left him with a serious case of medical trauma.

I mean, I understand. We had to pick him up and wash his poopy bum for him then gently pat him dry. We had to flip him on his back to adjust the shackle while he screamed indignantly at all of us. Multiple times.

Oh, the torment. Oh, the dishonor. How could you mistreat your poor baby so?

As a result, he is having to be veeeeery slowly and gently rehabilitated into loving humans again. But, much like his namesake, I’m sure he will one day come to appreciate that freedom is the right of all sentient beings. Even us.

10/10, Captain America whomst???

Eggatron

Supreme leader.

Biggest of the lot. Oldest, too - he hatched a whole 24 hours early, so we had to take him out of the incubator and fluff him up and feed him while the others were still pecking through their eggs. Which meant he got handled a whole lot from the get-go. Which means he thinks he’s people. He WILL climb on your lap and you WILL pet him. This is non-negotiable.

11/10

Ratchick

Anxiety, thy name is Ratchick.

Thinks she’s camouflaged because she has woodland colouring, but forgets that she spends half her time in a cage in our living room. We can see you, buddy.

Knocking off a few points because she’s the loudest screecher of the lot. I am now 97% more likely to develop hearing loss and it’s entirely this chicken’s fault.

7/10

Bantambee

Baby.

20/10

Starsquawk

Oh yeah, she looks real cute. Sure, she runs right up to you whenever you open the cage and hops onto your hand. Okay, she snuggles into your warmth and looks up at you with big beautiful eyes.

And then she poops on you.

She poops everywhere.

This hen is a professional shitsassin. She poops viciously and without remorse. Down your sleeve, on your hand, every chance she gets.

Then she screams, bites you and run away.

5/10, she’s awful but I love her and I will let her poop on me again

Rejected puns: Archeep, Pfowl (Prowl), Thunderquacker (wrong bird), Skysquawk, Cycl-hen-us, Cockwave (I’m sorry)

#chickens #animals #chicks #radley rambles #long post

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TPOL!JK

“Will you allow him to be in our life? Are you willing to be his mother?”

it wasn’t hard to guess that you said yes to being the mother in jaemin’s life. by next week, the baby boy was discharged and jungkook legally had custody of the adorable infant. you instantly fell in love with jaemin, treating the adorable infant like your very own. since he was so used to being breastfed, it was hard to have him latch on bottles and you never wanted to shove the baby bottle down his mouth, so you would try and try until he finally got comfortable but then he hated drinking formula.

luckily, ji-ae was there to help guide the two of you and help out while you both designed his room. since jaemin’s father has expensive taste, he always had him in designer but mainly nike clothes since he’s a fan of their clothing and shoes. you were mostly in charge of diapers, wipes, and other essentials jaemin needed.

jorja would go shopping for jaemin from time to time and yerin would almost always buy something for jaemin so he already has a toy box full of toys despite his interest being his hands and feet. even jungkook’s friends come over to see his son and helped you out but only for a limited amount of time because jungkook isn’t a fan of them being too close to you.

by the time jaemin was a month old, he began recognizing yours and jungkook’s voices. he smiled whenever he was in jungkook’s arms and is such a happy baby. he never really cries unless he’s hungry, wet, or poopy which jungkook ISN’T a fan of. jaemin holds nothing back when it comes to his bowels. he’s ruined so many of his clothes because he pooped through them and all jaemin would do is smile at his father, so did you.

“so when are you going to marry her already?” ji-ae asks her son while taking a sip of her warm coffee while jungkook feeds a hungry jaemin who is happily sucking away with his hand latched on jungkook’s pointer finger.

“i think it’s time you put a ring on it and make it official with y/n. she’s more than girlfriend material at this point. that’s your wife right there”

Jungkook coos at the cute little baby, laughing at his attempt to suck on his finger, “you are so right, mama… she is the greatest woman ever I have known after you.”

That is true, because you have been the best mother to his child, you are obsessed with Jaemin, you don’t leave him alone for even a second, and it almost makes him feel jealous because you have your attention on him at all times. And that’s not the only reason why he loves you so much.

He loves you, and he’s always loved you

“S-She’s perfect.” He looks up at his mother. “she is my wife and she is my soulmate….” He blushes. he feels a little scared to propose to you because he’s already proposed to you two times. One was indirectly but…

“ I don’t know if you know this, but I’ve already proposed to her- but it didn’t work out so I am scared. What if I jinx it?” He remembers the time he got you a heart ring, and then the time he proposed to you on the rooftop.

That’s true, he is scared. What if something happens? “W-What if she refuses?? I mean, maybe I’m overthinking because she’s literally… a mother to my child, but… I don’t know.” he confesses the truth through his mother, about his fear of proposing to you.

Everything has been going way too smoothly and he got to know that chaeyoung has actually been seeking psychiatric help, so that is good, but you both have been so busy with the baby… it’s like Jaemin has stolen you away from him completely.

“I-I I’ve been thinking about proposing to her and I want to marry her as soon as I can.. actually especially if you’re seeing the way she has been a mother to Jaemin, I’m sure there’s no other woman that’s perfect for me than her. She’s always been the one for me.” He is gushing about you to his mother and she’s just listening with a huge smile. He knows that she wants so bad for you to be her daughter-in-law.

Jungkook sighs. “ tonight someone else is going to propose to someone… so yn and I will be going to yugyeoms… yes, he is throwing a party of some sort… he’s going to pop the question to yns shitty best friend.” He scoffs.

It’s true he doesn’t like yerin very much but she loves Jaemin and you. Plus, his best friend is head over heels for her, “maybe it’s a sign that I should propose to yn soon… but this time the ring will be even more special…”

“B-But what if she thinks that I’m trying to trap her so she can be a mother to my child and not because I really love her and I want to marry her and spend the rest of my life with her???” He’s rambling because what if you think that he’s only proposing to you because he needs to have a mother for his child?

Just then Jaemin starts to cry.

“Okay… he’s starting to fuss already… guess he’s missing his mama… I’ll go give him to yn… and then maybe you could give me some ideas about how to give her the most romantic proposal ever.”

#ask: tpol!jungkook #OMG I WANT JAEMINNNN

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welcometojackass2022 · 1 year

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Taking Commissions—Personalized and Kink/Fetish Fics for $10-$15

Figured I’d go ahead and make this official! I’m currently taking commissions. For $10 I’ll write you a personalized smut fic that will be similar to my x reader fics except instead of the reader, you get to choose the name, personality traits and characteristics of the main character; you can use yourself, an OC, anything you want as specifically detailed as you want. You can also choose to have another canon character or person used instead of yourself or an OC (for example, a Harry Potter x Draco Malfoy fic instead of a Harry Potter x Reader fic). I’m also taking commissions for hardcore kink and fetish fics for $15, which can also be personalized upon request. Continue reading for more details!

Fandoms I Take Commissions For:

Jackass (Johnny Knoxville, Dave England, Danger Ehren, Chris Pontius, Steve-O, Bam Margera, Ryan Dunn, Wee Man, Preston Lacy, Stephanie Hodge, Jeff Tremaine, Spike Jonze, Rachel Wolfson, Poopies, Zach Holmes, Jasper Dolphin, Eric Manaka)

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Ville Valo from HIM

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Slipknot (all members)

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Pretty much any British comedian featured on Would I Lie To You, Taskmaster, Big Fat Quiz, 8 Out of 10 Cats, 8 Out of 10 Cats Does Countdown, and Mock the Week

Dead Poets Society (any of the main guys honestly, I’m not picky)

Inbetweeners (most main characters and Mr. Gilbert)

Umbrella Academy (most main characters, ask upon request)

Types of Personalized Fics I’ll Write ($10 Per Fic, $15 if Hardcore Kinks and Fetishes are involved)

Fluff

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Angst

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Song fics

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M/F, M/M, F/F, anything goes

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Hardcore BDSM (bondage, dom/sub dynamics, mild pain play, punishments, use of gags, sex toys, and bondage gear, etc)

Consensual Non-Consent

Somnophilia

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Cucking, Threesomes, Sharing, Free Use, Cheating Kink, etc

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Tentacles (yeah sure, why not)

Inflation (I highly doubt anyone’s gonna request this but it’s there as an option)

Note: Extremely gross fetishes like scat, farting, armpits, etc are a possibility but you’ll have to make a pretty decent offer, definitely more than $15. Pedophilia, Bestiality, and kinks involving explicit torture/mutilation or murder are out, no matter what you offer.

Please note that all requests for these fics need to either be sent to me in DMs or through a non-anonymous ask (the ask won’t be posted, it’ll just tell me who to DM to send the link to the fic or to ask questions about the fic). Once the fic is completed, I’ll ask you to send the $10 or $15 through Venmo, PayPal or CashApp (preferably Venmo but it’s your choice) and I’ll either send you the link to the document the fic is written on or email you the PDF of the fic. You can also choose to have me post the fic on ao3 and just not state who requested said fic. Don’t be afraid to ask questions, I don’t kinkshame or judge and I like to be given as many details as possible to ensure that you get the fic you want.

Also, don’t feel obligated to ask for a commission if you’re one of the people who reads my x reader fics! This is just a way for me to earn some money while I’m in college, I will never demand that any of you ask for a commission. Happy requesting :)

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We sat there , on our play mat all 25 adult toddlers who ended up in babyhood nursery… I remember sitting there and all I could her was babbling adults with pacifiers in their mouths… all you saw was adult babies crawling around on all 4s, no baby could walk. You saw some of the man nurses trying to help some of the babies but it was useless, they’d just fall back down. Or you’d look on the play matt and see a gang load of adult babies playing , watching Barney or Sesame Street and sucking their pacis or their toes. Or you’d see adult babies on their changing tables getting their pampers changed and then tossed into what has the nursery smelling like powder and poop 💩 diaper pails.

I’m sitting on the matt with about 15 other toddlers and I see the man nurses come over to us, they had a package of wipes and fresh pampers and powder and pacis … I’ve gotten use to it, but they usually come over and pull the back of our diaper or squeeze the front to check us to see if it’s time for a fresh pamper. Unfortunately for me, I’m always wet and dirty or sometimes just dirty. But I have no control anymore, they trained me 24/7 and now I don’t even know when I boo booed myself. The man nurse came over to me, and I guess my diaper was dirty, because I was being laid back on the floor, he coped me “come on fat man, come on dadas boy let’s change you stinky pamper coke on legs up for daddy”. He laid a change mat under me, undid my onesie and proceeded to do what he does, change my poopy pamper…. As soon as he I taped me, I smelled a mound of poop in my pamper. I can’t believe I make those kinds of poops off of baby food. He grabbed my wipes and and started wiping my bottom front to back, and pushing my legs back and pushing the poop into my pampers. He the. Wrapped my dirty diaper and set it in a dirty diaper bag. He sat it next to my head and I almost hurled. I can’t believe I did that . I’m a helpless poopy diaper making paci sucking bow wearing dumb dumb baby who lays back on his back and has another man change his poopy diaper. I have no more dignity, I’ve learned to except it. I’m either being fed, changed or laid down for a nap. I’m an actual baby and I’ve excepted that. The man proceeds with my pamper and he lays me down in a fresh pampers cruiser…. He puts my diaper cream on and powders me really good. He moves my penis over and then pulls the front of my pamper between my legs nice and snug, and then he tapes my Sesame Street Earnie and Burt pamper up…. “Good boy, now time for your feeding”.

The man picks me up and puts my big self on his hip, and then comes over to the table where I see other men nurses nursing babies. How ? I thought, how are men nursing … “okay fat but come on time to nurse you… he sat down and sat me in his lap , I’m limp and can’t pick myself up or move. He’s much stronger than me even as I’m in my adult body. I was scared what is he about to have me do please no I thought!

He puts a pink frilly bib on me and then lays me back in his arms, and unlatched his bra and all I see is a dark man nipple, he pulls out a pouch of what looks like milk and a tube. He sticks the tube in and then he does the unthinkable, he rustles his male nipple in my mouth. I instantly latch on some how. I start to nurse. And there was an overflow of milk filing in my mouth and tummy. It actually tasted so good, I couldn’t stop I didn’t understand why. I kept sucking and sucking and then I felt my hand go up and I clutch his male breast to get more. What was I doing, I was completely out of control. I started to fell my diaper swell, with warm tinkles and hot mushy poopies slid out of my dukie shoot. My diaper was filling and it slid up to the front because of how I was laying. I could feel poopoo and pee pee stewing in my diaper all at the same time .

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gaybaby2424 · 4 months

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PART ONE

I wish Daddy would hypnotize and forcefully thickly diaper my ass in 5 of the thickest diapers ever invented the diaper regression hypnosis worked so well that I started babbling and making baby noises in less than 2 hours while I was getting hypnotized daddy began to think of what else to do to me then have daddy put a shit ton of glycerin up my ass, along with an huge enema after that I want daddy to give me some pills he ordered from the dark web and give them to me daddy would say I’m giving you these to make you lose your bladder and bowel control and this pill makes it to where you can not physically move except for your head and the last pill to permanently take all my big boy hair except my head and have me so smooth after daddy told me that I started balling like a big baby then I want daddy make then daddy tells me he’s got a very tiny surprise for me he left then came back and said this is called a permalocker baby boy your little pathetic baby dick is gonna be locked up forever what happens is when I latch this and clicks it will never come off and there is no key or key hole 5 bottles and have daddy feed me 2 of the bottles of baby formula and save the rest for our outing then I want Daddy to dress me up and make sure I have the most perfect sissy faggot clothes but no pants and I want to be put into a adult baby stroller and I want daddy to tie me down in the stroller with rope and make sure my legs are wide open so everyone can see and most likely smell the pathetic diaper bitch shitting his diapers like a baby I want daddy to bring his 2 best friends who are both gay and they both love getting boys diapered and make them use it and have kinky fun and they thinks I’m the sexiest fag diapered boy ever and want to rent me out for 1 whole week doing humiliating things to me all the while I’m heavily diapered I want daddy to put a thick locking paci on me and then have him take me out in the most busies parts of town and walk up and down the sidewalk super busy sidewalks while i keep whimpering cause my tummy hurt because they put a catheter and a butt plug in me and made sure I can’t go pee or poo for a while they get more things ready for the baby and from everything they gave me to make poopies and all three of the men keep saying so loudly that awww is the poor dumb baby gonna make huge poopies for your daddies and how they love how I look just like a dumb baby boy they told me that they reprogrammed my brain to make it where there is no big boy thoughts just a dumb baby who wants to please there daddies but right when the baby was cramping he accidentally had a big boy thought and got the daddies attention and told them no he doesn’t want this and they are trying to keep him quiet so they can try and use some more hypnosis on him even though he can never run away cause he is unable to use any of his limbs cause of the pills after the daddies finished with my big boy problem now that I’m a baby again me and my 3 daddies continued down the busy streets and showing everyone there new baby and soon we were down in the middle of the mall eating where everybody can see they picked me up and warmed up all 3 bottles for me and I started drinking them as a fast as I can as daddy said now is baby gonna be a good boy and finish all 3 bottles as soon as I was done they burped me and put me back in the stroller next to all three of my daddies where I sat for like 20 minutes waiting for them to finish eating and talking as soon as they were done they went into the public bathroom and took my catheter and butt plug out and told me to hold it as long as I can or else I’m gonna have so many punishments so I nodded my head they redid my diapers and started leaving the mall and right in front of the mall daddy said where should we go now I want it to be somewhere where it is way too busy so they though and said how about the KINKY PLACE it’s a bar where everybody can go in and play and be so kinky anyway they are always busy and inside is so huge.

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