Giving this a morning bump

“Ugh! This is hopeless!” Gator moaned from his computer. The green dog slammed his head down onto the table. “What’s wrong with you?” Goldie asked. His wife knowing all too well how dramatic her husband was. “I can’t think of anything to write about.” Gator whined. “Everything has been done.

CW: age-regression heya! here's an alt of this drawing for @dareer.bsky.social, which actually was the original version. I wasn't satisfied with it at first which made me change it, but I've decided to finish it up and share it... hope you enjoy! #hypnosis #regression #abdl #diaper

The Dreamer Dragon was out searching for the tricky villain HypnoHat, but got caught sneaking inside the villain’s base! After a little bit of persuasion, he’s now being taught how to be a good super dragon… little bit of gift art for @dareer.bsky.social! #hypnosis #diaper #superhero

“Happy Hatch Day!” The might dragon lord, Dareer heard, shaking him from his slumber. Opening his eyes, the mighty reptile rose from his hoard of gold and enemies’ bones and breathed an annoyed huff of flames from his nostrils. “What is the meaning of this?” He growled down at his kobalds.

Your eyes fluttered open as the morning sun made its way through the window. Sitting up with a crinkle, you felt a mush spread against your butt. “Another morning, and another messy diaper.” You sighed, poking the swollen padding around your waist.

Morning Bump

Moon Growl had recently enrolled his protege, Shadow, into a prestigious new private school. As much as the older hero valued teaching his protege the art of crime fighting, he valued even more a good education, much to the chagrin of his young sidekick, who just wanted to fight crime.

It was your first work convention of your career and so far you were less than impressed. What your boss had described as “life changing” and “you will never see things the same way again”, had started off with a stale Continental Breakfast and weak coffee. Even the meeting room was lack luster.

I’m going to be in Alexandria, VA tomorrow and Thursday nights. Anyone around that area?

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*The formerly-strongest rescue team in the guild relaying the dungeon to their guildleader* "A-an den we stepped on da wegwession twap an' got tuwned intuh ow' baby evowootions! W-we twied tuh find ow' way out o' Uh toiwet cuz we WEAWY had tuh go potty!" The little Riolu explained to the Alakazam.

Accidentally regressing someone and trying to find a cure for them, only to inadvertently make the effects permanent while taking care of them. A boss aiming to market some revolutionary anti aging cream that really works, and accidentally giving too strong a dose to their marketing manager. 🧵

I’m so torn. I really want to write a story that I have had on my mind but I find that any story I write has no real effect on me because I know what’s going to happen next and I already know the ending.

When encountering a riddle in a dungeon, it's expected that the smartest party member solve it! Naturally, that means the wizards of the group get first crack at it, even when it's an easy question like "What should you be going potty in?" "The toilet, naturally." the draconic wizard intoned. ⤵️

"When I grow up, I'm gonna be a councilman!" the whelps used to say, something that always amused the council members. Each seat on the draconic high council is rather prestigious, something to be zealously guarded by its owner, and why wouldn't it be? They were the pillars of dragonkind! ⤵️

Hear no evil See no evil Speak no evil Or….head phones with a soft voice playing, hypno visor, pacifier. Give it a few hours and you will be the perfect little dumb baby. And whats less evil than a dumb baby?

It had been a fierce match. Thomas wiped his brow with a spare towel, looking over the net at his opponent - a burly, shirtless dragon named Ryan, grinning ear to ear. Spectators spoke in hushed whispers - it was love to 30, in Ryan's favour. His power and spin made the balls hard to return, and as

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"Stawp that!" It wasn't a very well-worded argument, but then again, you weren't at your best: Pooling in the remnants of your shining armor, struggling to free yourself from the neck-hole of your chest plate, a thick diaper splaying your legs too wide for any attempt at grace or coordination. ⬇️

“And soon, you all will be no older than infants!” “Not if I have anything to say about it!” Superpounce roared as he jumped from the shadows toward the villain. Though Hexwyrm was quick to respond with a glance, and in that moment, the panther realized his act to be a mistake.

"I think ALL~ your hero friends will be here to play with you in a bit, Skystinker!" Tinkress chuckled, gently placing the vacant minded hatchling into a baby bouncer. "Gaboo!" Skystorm babbled, drool soaking the shield of her pacifier. 🧵

"A strange request, young one. Not many have the honour of a favour from an ancient Dragonlord, and yet you would squander this on this infantile roleplaying?" the deep thunderous voice of Drujah resonated through the ancient dragon's mountainous lair, addressing the smaller dragoness before him. ⤵️

Toddler with reality-warping powers going around wreaking havoc. A college student almost steps on them at the park, exclaiming to "watch it, diaperbutt." Only for the tot to shake their rattle, sending the former-adult onto his own rump and his mom coos that he "made a boom-boom."

Deep within the bowels of the cosmic realm, across from the sprawling red tape labyrinth of the Divine Bureaucracy and a bit to the side of the Eternal Daycare, one might locate the Museum of Myths, and its faithful guardian Petra. 🧵

The Arcanine strode confidently through the dungeon, not on a mission of any kind, though looking to grind a few levels without either of his teammates. And right he was to be confident, being the highest regarded fire type in the guild, quickly followed by his teammates.

What is with this weather? I don’t think I have ever been able to go for a run on December 25th and play golf on December 26th.

The tithes of dollars, shiny coins, jewelry, and gems turning to coins, blankets, and wooden decorations from the villager's houses. The dragon heads down to the village at the change in offerings, not furious, as much as curious to see if they were hiding something from them...

Wyrmferno blinked. Where... was he? Wasn't he supposed to be in a fight with that new villainous upstart, Mindflayer? Yeah! He was just lecturing the surprisingly-robust dragon about using powers for evil! And then... he couldn't remember the rest... or any of the fight!

A magic box of chocolates that makes you more of a baby with each piece of candy, and only one of them reverses all of the previous effects, meaning if you choose poorly, you have to keep eating.

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Ohhhh. A student at a magical college secretly performing a summoning spell to rather... odd success. Accidentally summoning a handful of caretaker ghouls and ghasts that are nearly impossible to sense the aura of, though oddly enough, they pretty much only target the faculty.

“Hang on, guys. I think we're about to go through a wormhole. We might be in for a bumpy-” *The ship warps and twists as they find themselves in a new location* “-wide… Is evewyone awight?” The captain asks, only to get mixed responses, though only one strictly verbal answer.

You looked down at the sagging diaper between your legs and cringed. You could FEEL the warm, mushy mess pressing against your rump just like it would with any other toddler. You had really pooped your pants… just like any other toddler… You almost wanted to cry…

Had a funny thought of a dragon accidentally eating an entire package of blew chews thinking they were candy and his canine boyfriend having to deal with the aftermath.

I can’t be held responsible for this.

Some awesome art done by PuxleKat on FA

Monsters are scary and all, but what if they had different ways of regressing their victims? Like a vampire that instead of sucking your blood, it sucks your age, leaving your an eighteen month old, diaper using baby. Your only saving grace might be that your diaper smells worse than garlic.

Fun little meme going around.

Bump

Darkness falls across the land. The midnight hour is close at hand…..It’s never too early to get started on Halloween. I will be doing 1k-3k long Halloween stories. Come one, come all, and let me put your characters into a terrifyingly fun situation. And yes, I know that sounds corny…..Candy Corny.

"Wow, I didn't expect to capture two great heroes today! But truthfully, I don't know if I can keep the two of you around! I don't want to have all my evil scheming time taken up by taking care of a couple of BABIES!" Cauldron cackled in typical witchy fashion, addressing the regressed superheroes 🧵

Finished up with my monthly story commissions. I don’t have time for anything over 3K words right now, but if anyone wants something small and affordable, I do $10 per 1K words. Just hit me up.

I made the comment earlier about changing Gator’s breed. This is an AI generated beagle that I colored myself since i don’t have a drawing pad anymore. Please don’t judge me for using AI.

Thinking about changing Gator up some. Maybe to a beagle. You don’t see many diapered, green beagles.

I love the diaper regression art with the large bulgy diapers that make you wonder whether the diaper is really just that big or if the new baby already had an accident during the regression.

"It's alright, Sir. It's just for a few hours, and then I'll pick you up, okay?" You inquired, crouching down to meet the eyes of your leading superhero. Skyhopper had been gotten the better of while you two were in a fight with Techno, the kangaroo being rendered a one-year-old.

Thunder Up!!!!