obvious embarrassing diaper checks whenever and wherever dad decides cuz that’s just the reality of being a diaper boy

You sit in your car seat smiling as you listen to the nursery rhymes Daddy's playing for you. You look up and see him smirking at you in the rear view mirror. "Did you have a good time at the doctor's office, champ?" Daddy asks.

"Since you've been such a good boy I'll let you pick out your own underwear today." Daddy says. Happy to be rid of your diapers for a day you open the top drawer of your dresser...only to see all your underwear is gone, replaced by various brands of diapers. You sigh.

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"Whatever you're about to say to me better be age appropriate, kiddo. If it's not about cartoons, toys, coloring, or playing make believe I don't want to hear it. Good boys don't use grown-up words."

Daily regression gummies, but Daddy tells you they're your "vitamins". They don't immediately turn your brain into mush, but they build up their levels in your body gradually. Every day you lose a little more aptitude, a little more coordination, a little more maturity...

Editing your phone so you can’t text naughty words and replacing certain words with their babyish equivalent. When you type underwear it shows as “diaper”. Beer shows as “ba-ba”, and so on. Oh, and if you try to type Terrence it shows as “Daddy”.

Party where the littles/middles are mostly confined to a basement/bedroom/backyard/ect. to play and keep themselves entertained while the grown-ups have their own party.

"Go on, sport. Open your present." Daddy coaxes. You reluctantly do as you're told. Your diaper crinkles loudly from under your dinosaur jammies as you scoot your butt forward on the floor, closer to the Christmas tree. You hear some of Daddy's family members giggling behind you, but you try to

Bring your kid to work day

Just thinking about casual diaper changes… At home, in public. Wherever and whenever Daddy or Mommy decides. You’ll find yourself lying on your back with your pants around your ankles, your diaper fully exposed.

Diapers peeking out of the tops of pants or shorts. Diapers being slightly visible in the leg openings of shorts. Generally being able to see the shape of a diaper through pants/shorts, but not over the top, a bit more subtle.

"Sorry we're late, but we had a blowout on the way over." Daddy says. "Oh no. Lucky you had a spare tire." His friend says. “Oh, not that kind of blowout." Daddy chuckles as he pats your freshly diapered bottom.

Your diapered status being used as a comparison for a joke. At a crowded public event. Your Sibling: I gotta go to the bathroom. Mommy/Daddy: Hey, too bad you're not wearing a diaper like <You>. Your Sibling: NOT funny. They blush as if wearing a diaper like you is the most embarrassing thing.

I pooped my pants this morning. It was unexpected and I wasn’t wearing a diaper, not as fun. Must have ate something weird, stomach‘s been making weird noises all morning.

It’s gonna be til December or January likely. my time diapered has gone way down compared to when I lived alone. We have opposite work schedules at least, so I wear one sometimes when they’re at work.

Welcome to your first day of kindergarten, kiddo! Don’t worry, lots of our students are still in diapers. You’re not the only one!

Being treated like you’re too old for diapers, but still young enough that bigs find it funny rather than weird when you tell them you want to wear diapers…They joke with each other about it right in front of you as if you’re too young to feel embarrassment over it.

I’m high and I’m watching Punisher War Zone for the first time. It’s so ridiculous. Pretty funny just how over the top and cliche it is. There’s a parkour meth head gang. Newman from Seinfeld is Punisher’s sidekick.

I love plastic backed diapers best. As a child of the 1980’s I can’t help it. I have been dabbling in cloth backed ones recently, and they’re kinda fun, but plastic just adds that special something extra.

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I made the worst joke ever at work yesterday and got eye rolls and groans. I am undefeated at dad jokes. We were talking about where all our ladders are. I said “My mom married a ladder so I have a stepladder now.”

Good news! You've graduated...to thicker diapers.

“Are you going to be good for me today?” I ask as I change you out of your nighttime diaper and into your equally thick daytime diaper.

Seeing an unfamiliar charge on your credit card for “big baby diapers for pants-wetting pants-poopers” and calling your bank to dispute it. They ask “You didn’t buy those? Are you sure you’re not a pants-wetting pants-pooper?”

Well, it’s not my fault you lost your job. Since I’m paying for this place now I guess that makes me the man of the house, doesn’t it? Don’t whine about moving bedrooms, big guy. Your girlfriend and I get the main room, you get the guest room.

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"'What's that smell?' That's the little guy here. I'd know that face anywhere. It's the face he always makes when he's poopin' his pants. I know, I know, he's such a charmer, ha ha."

Just woke up from a dream where I had the power of flight. It was fun. Usually when I fly in dreams I only go like 20 feet up, but this time I was up in the clouds. At one point I saw some scary looking crows and waited til they passed to fly through.

Found out my mom kept my favorite childhood stuffed animals. She gave them back to me recently. A bear and a gorilla. The bear is missing an eye. I guess I’m happy to see them again, but it’s kind of making me sad in a way too. It was all so long ago. Weird to see them worn out 30 years later.

Birthday party at the bowling alley, Dads wear what they want. For the littles, a mandatory uniform consisting of bowling shoes, socks, a fat diaper, and a cute t-shirt.

Quiet, kiddo, grown-ups are talking.

I got new PJs!! :3

I wore a diaper to the movies & the mall today. It’s probably the longest stretch I’ve ever worn in public. I don’t usually wear them out of the house. At first I felt nervous, but as time went on it started feeling pretty natural. I even ordered a beer at the mall bar and chatted with the bartender

Welcome to your first day of kindergarten, kiddo! Don’t worry, lots of our students are still in diapers. You’re not the only one!

You stink, kiddo! Let’s check your diaper. I think you got poopy pants.

Who needs a change before Dad’s show starts? Won’t be another chance til after.

- Poopy pants - You’re wearing your toilet/potty - Just go in your pants, buddy - Be a good boy

"There ya go, buddy! Good boyyy!" Daddy praises as he watches you soak your diaper for the first time, well, for the first time since you were an actual toddler, anyway. "Such a good boy!" He continues, "Good boys get to pick out a new stuffie when they go shopping with Daddy this afternoon."

I would have liked to see Billy Dee Williams’ Two-Face.

I realize it’s funny saying I hate bossing people around seeing as I’m something of a daddy myself.

Uggh. I’m sleep deprived and covering day shift. I was told I’d be alone, which I liked, but I show up and there’s three people here sent to help. Now I have to boss people around. I hate doing that.

Got you a new shirt, kiddo... pbs.twimg.com/media/F78Vdw...

Sorry, kiddo, you have to stay home with your babysitter while the grown-ups go out for dinner. pbs.twimg.com/media/GRL6R-...

Sorry, kiddo, the couch is in the shop. You’ll have to find a new place to do your business for a few days.

You sit on the floor trying to ignore the stupid video your "Daddy" has played for you. You see him enter the room out of the corner of your eye, towering over you. You quickly grab your recently discarded nearby stuffed lion. You hug it tightly against your chest in an effort to

Who’s your fantasy babysitter? Like not a real person, but hypothetical. Who are they? What are they like?