“And one by one the boys are gonna fuck your wittle face and cum in your wittle mouth and you’re just gonna sit there and take it while you squish around in your dirty wittle diapurr okay snookums?!”
Submissive college student Mike happened to have a dominant Alpha roommate, Jason, who became suspicious of Mike’s very guarded use of the computer and decided to investigate. So one Friday night Jason remarked he was very tired and stripped to his underwear, went to bed, and feigned sleep long enough to lull Mike into complacency and observed him perusing bondage and diaper-themed websites. Jason jumped up, pulled on his pants, and confronted a dumbfounded Mike and began an impromptu search of Mike’s personal possessions. As Mike watched helplessly, the search of his undie drawer yielded some interesting discoveries other than underwear: Diapers, handcuffs and rope, a butt plug, bandanas, and a ball gag. Jason curtly informed Mike he was to be punished for his kinky tastes and harshly ordered him to keep his mouth shut, strip naked, put on a diaper, and kneel in a corner of the dorm room. Now the Alpha coldly looked down on Mike and pondered what to do next with his new, freshly diapered, chagrined and humiliated boy-toy.
It didn’t take long for the cunning Jason to come up with a punishment plan for his prey; after all, he’s a dominant Alpha with a helpless diapered submissive under his control, and there are already tools on hand for a bondage session. So with a smirk Jason reached in the undie drawer for the ball gag and handcuffs.
SO I SET ONE OF MY FAGGOTS A DIAPER TASK, HE HAD TO DIAPER UP AT 5AM, AND THEN TAKE A PIC EACH HOUR TO SHOW HOW FULL HIS DIAPER IS VIA A BATTERY LEVEL, HE FILLED UP FAST I WOULD SHOW YOU THE MESSAGES OF HIM BEGGING FOR RELEASE, I DENIED HIM, HIS DIAPER LITERALLY EXPLODED FROM ALL THE SHIT IN IT.
When your rommate went home for Thanksgiving, you were able to hang out in diapers for the first time since you started college.
You thought you’d remembered to put everything back in your room, keen on keeping your secret, well, a secret.
Later that week, after dinner, your roomie summoned you to his room.
“I found these behind the couch in the rec room,” he said, holding out a pacifier and a bottle of baby powder. “I also found the soaking wet diapers you threw in the trash.”
You said nothing, but felt a sense of dread growing in the pit of your stomach.
“I didn’t realize I was living with a big fucking baby,“ he continued. “Fortunately, I’m a nursing student. Changing diapers goes with the territory, and I would be negligent to leave you unprotected, seeing as you need diapers to stay dry.”
“Go ahead and lay down on the bed, diaper boy. You’re going to be my special project this weekend.”
“Awww! Look at the wittle mess you made! It only took you 30 seconds of tugging your wittle baby boner with two fingers to squirt your happy load all over that pissy diaper! Unfortunately we’re all out of diapers, and since there’s obviously NO other place to do your business…i think you’re gonna have to put that one back on! What?! Oh you CAN use the toilet? See that’s weird, because i would have thought with how many times you’ve missed the bowl and pissed on the floor, left the seat up, and have shot your cum into everything BUT the toilet, that you actually have no clue how to properly use a commode. You DO however, seem to know how to use a diaper! You soaked that thing! And you managed to shoot your wittle cummies in there without missing a single drop! So obviously a diaper is where all your pissies and cummies belong! And since we only have this one left, you’re gonna need to suck all your yucky juices out of it ‘til it’s dry again. Then we can put it on and go and get you some more diapies! Watta you say baby?!”
So, NaughtyArmyBoi at it again. Still trying to keep his boyfriend from knowing he is a pants shitting sissy, he obeyed once again. He made the mistake of telling me someone had left a very wet pull-up and pad in the McDonalds bathroom. It looked to me like they weren’t fully used. So he was instructed to add the guard inside his diaper. And I didn’t even feel bad when he said it smelled really strong. And the pull up over his M4. And not allowed to remove the diaper til it was messy. Proof is in the pictures. What do you guys think, I don’t see this ex army boy ever being able to pull off a dom role again.
Jack took a deep breath and walked around to
the adult section, and was immediately hit with a wall of options,
either side of him. So much for getting in and out fast. He walked the
length of the aisle as quick as his eyes could take in what was
surrounding him. Male pads, female pads, pull-ups, briefs… none of this
would remotely qualify as the ‘thickest they stock’. Finally, the last
third of the aisle was stacked with bigger packages. Diapers at last.
Jack was going to use the one he was wearing soon if he didn’t get a
move on. The urge to poop was growing stronger with each minute since he
stopped power walking the streets. Lingering in the aisle wasn’t
helping, and he shifted from foot to foot, hunching, or trying anything
to try and ignore it. Jack roughly knew his brands so all he had to do
was find the
most absorbent ones and get to the check out. He was quickly resigning
to letting go of his aching butt as soon as he was outside.
“Hi, can I help you with anything today?”
Jack spun around, startled, and trying to maintain his clenched
buttocks. A pleasant, stocky, bearded staff member had appeared behind
him, obviously picking up on Jack’s desperate eyes scanning the shelves.
“I need diapers,” he blurted, regretting saying anything but ‘no’. Jack
probably would have kicked himself if the shock wouldn’t void his bowels
on the spot.
“Daddy PLEASE nooo!! Mommy said if i could keep my diaper dry for the whole day then i wouldn’t have to wear them anymore! PLEASE!! I’ve been holding it all day and i only have 5 more minutes until bed time! I’m so close! No! Please! NOOO!!!”
“Awww that’s too bad…” he said as his piss entered your diaper. “But for as long as i’m around, you will NEVER be out of diapers! You’re gonna stay a little diaper wearing faggot for as long as i feel like fucking your hot ass wife!”
You sobbed as you felt your diaper filling up with warm wetness. Wetness you didnt even cause, but would be blamed on you and keep you wearing diapers for the forseeable future. Your bladder was on the verge of exploding at this point. You saw no point in holding it any longer…so you just relaxed and allowed yourself to piss your diaper for the 6,000th time.
“Now get on the floor and do that humping thing you do, bitch! I want your wife to see one of your pathetic loads in your soaking diaper when she opens up. I know how much she punishes you for that! Or should i make you suck my dick so i can add the load in for you?!”
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