Doing my best to get better (read: worse) this year. Haven't used the buzzy once. My only stickies ooze out of me when wife ruins me into a diaper which is then taped on for me to sleep in. We're timing each one to make it happen faster and faster, too. Writing this out makes me squirm >//<

Imagining being a teacher's pet at the regression daycare... • "She's crying cause of she peed herself, but just a little. She doesn't need a change yet." • "Miss teacher! Isn't it Mr. Bear's turn to be the top?" • [unplugs buzzy] "Good girls only can cum if ALL the hearts on their diaper are gone!"

Next day at daycare you timidly approach an older girl who was at the party and wind up on your knees, head held between her legs, made to kiss the damp spot on her pull-up until your lips tingle from the fuzzy texture and her scents have soaked into your soul. She refuses to unlock you.

Birthday party where your chastity keys are destroyed 🥴 Birthday party where your chastity keys are put in a random goodie bag for one of your guests 🥴🥴 Birthday party where a copy of your chastity keys are put in EVERY SINGLE goodie bag 🥴🥴🥴

Forced to agree whenever you're told to "tell the truth"... "Tell the truth, you don't want to be unlocked today, do you?" "Tell the truth, are you happy in just a skirt and diaper on our date tonight?" "Tell the truth, were you planning to have an accident in the parking lot as we're leaving?"

Perfect hypno trigger: whenever someone demands "tell me why you love being treated this way" you instantly start confessing humiliating reasons that aren't true. (Or... are they?)

We painted my nails today and I *love* them. But why must the perfect color literally be called Pamper Me??

Captured by a succubus who feeds on your pent-up sexual energy. If you could just cum, she'd lose all power over you and you'd defeat her easily... but you just can't get over the edge in the diapers she keeps you in, and the milk she forces upon you each morning is making you weaker and weaker...

Dark ageplay: Mommy won't change you until after the Game Awards stream is over

Struck just now by how similar fluffing diapers in the dryer is to microwaving a bag of popcorn. I don't know what to do with this revelation.

Sorry princess, your chart says we need to record one more embarrassing sticky in your soaked diapers before it's time for the hypno choker. You'll be here for every second of this. This one goes to [checks notes] your old roommate Emily. Wave to the camera and say hi to Emily! Here comes Mr. Buzzy!

Devious waterbending student who learns how to make the weak boys in her class cream their pants with a flick of her wrist~

My total lack of executive function made me drop work immediately after reading this to scour my gmail history to try to count from receipts... the paper trail says I've worn at least 2066 diapers. o_o But I guess baby me is still a bit ahead? Might not take much longer at my current rate though...

I'd think twice before removing the bedsheet covering the Mirror That Accurately Depicts The Future But Always Seems To Show People Embarrassingly Wetting Themselves And Getting Put Back In Thick Diapers Against Their Will if I were you. We both know what you're gonna see.

No hotter question than "what is that milk you force-fed me going to do to my body?"

Three bossy older girls pin you against the lockers, demanding the story of your alleged gym class accident for the school paper. You try denying it, but their unrelenting, pointed questions shred your feeble lies. Tears well up. You cower. Then in front of their cameras you soak your shorts again~

Meek femboy cleric wearing a cursed choker that makes him cum XP, pinned against the door to the boss's lair by the party's warrior who wants one extra level before entering, just to be safe~

Rent free for a week... Full-lipped kisses, like biting into a strawberry, feeling it "stiffen" between your lips (though admittedly it didn't really change at all), hips bucking from the tingles... then pulling up her fresh diaper and feeling the spurts as you fasten the tapes~

Hypercumming big sis sneaking into the nursery after bedtime, blasting ropes into a diaper, folding it up carefully, and putting it back on top of the stack. Little sis watching through the crib bars, tiny cock twitching in her damp padding, knowing in the morning she'll be changed into it...

Diapers that were SUPPOSED to turn blue when wet, to indicate the wearer's masculinity, but... this batch must be defective or something...

Intelligence draining push tile floor trap that also makes your cursed flat cage vibrate. Cuties sitting around it for hours, legs splayed, in a puddle of their drool and cum, taking turns giggling and pressing it with open palms, blissing out on the buzzies~

Thinking about Mommy stepping out of the car, leaving me strapped in my car seat, slowly rolling into an INT draining hypno car wash... I blame the volume of @frondampersand.bsky.social posting tonight somehow

"Use two hands, baby" when she's referring to the buzzy wand 🥴

You were careless infiltrating the regression facility and took a blast of mind-melting gas in the face. Now you're pulling off your panties and being "such a cute little helper", hopping up onto the pink diaper with a smile, while in your mind you're panicking about the diaper's side effects...

Cursed diaper tapes that you can't remove yourself + whoever does remove them steals 1% of your size. You won't be calling her "little sis" any more after she puts you through the whole case...

You _hated_ seeing the Regression Clinic nurse bring out a syringe during your diaper changes. She's learned to strap you down before preparing your medicine. "You get a special shot today, little girl," she sang, patting your wet padding. Your diaper was untaped, exposing your tiny cage. [1/7]

You were asleep when your partner came to bed at 2am. *Were* asleep. She woke you up with a simultaneous hand over your mouth and wand on your diaper. Yes you're caged, yes you haven't been stimulated in weeks... but you're her toy first, and tonight she feels like making you go back to sleep cummy.

Hades 2, except Moros's pin is a cum countdown. Drop the controller and start frantically jerking, loser. Either you finish in ten seconds or you'll be that much more desperate when it triggers on your next run...

The Regression Facility has cribs with special mattresses that subtly shift at night, conditioning littles to roll around while they're sleeping. After a week's stay, you'll *need* to sleep in a crib or with bedrails. We can't have you falling out of bed and bumping your head!

I've done a lot of things in gaming that I'm pretty proud of. This is definitely up there. Sorry Seth ;_;

Caught with cursed items in your inventory that you picked up with no intention of equipping... but now you're pinned down by a buxom Mommy demon and it's not your choice any more. "Why do you think there's a lock printed on this pink diaper, huh baby hero? One way to find out!"

ootd for this the silkiest of Big Diaper Fridays... definitely needed padding with capacity so I don't need to take any breaks today! #abdl

Oh wow. [kicks foot about 1cm] You're cute. [Rapidly getting quieter] Do you want to... (inaudible)... sometime and... (inaudible)... diapers?

Whenever I commit code to a remote repo, in my head the most babyish voice always says "pushies"... am I cooked

"Why didn't you even ask to go potty?" I think: I felt I had to go, but it's a big production when diapered, I'll juat ask when I'm in pullups She thinks: if he's never gonna ask I don't know if we'll ever get to pullups My brain: nothing ever happens with the peepee signal, probably should stop

I bet you just make the cutest little face when you squat down and push! (ominously flirtatious)

She was the best #abdl babysitter he'd ever had. Pizza and ice cream and a tender diaper change and staying up late watching her favorite anime. When mommy came home he was bouncing in his crib asking when they could do it again. The next morning they discovered the key to his cage was gone.

My desired aesthetic is "hentai protagonist who, for Plot Reasons, is being forcefemme'd into a diapered elementary schooler"... where are these clothes in my size

Cursed so that your intelligence scales with how full your pampers are... eloquently pleading to Mommy to leave you in your heavy, stinky diaper, only to have your brain go totally blank again as the first tape is ripped off...

cw #abdl #omorashi The nurses called it the White Room, where they administered potty training tests. The floors, walls, and ceiling were all blindingly white. It was like you had stepped out of reality into a secret dimension. You couldn't even tell where the floor met the wall.

Cursed diapers that drain one level and self-clean whenever they're used. As long as you get one level of XP between times you have to go, it's all upside! So you don't bother disenchanting it. But then you're knocked out by a Mommy demon... and come to in a locked crib, with a gurgly tummy...

Waiting for the day they invent diapers with tapes that aren't adhesive, but would fuse to the landing strip after being exposed to a light gun. Of course the light could be embedded in a stuffie. "Hold still for Mr. Turtle! He's going to make sure your little hands can't ever take this diaper off."

"The little next door said he heard humpy sounds last night coming through the walls. Am I going to find boy cum in this princess diaper? No? You know the cage stays on twice as long if you lie to me. No? Okay... But we're still doing this diaper change under the special light, just to be sure."