diaperednerd:

The two boys had let themselves in without knocking.  You froze with the pacifier still in your mouth and your diapered crotch pressed against the large teddy bear.  Your erection probably wasn’t noticeable through the triple thick diaper, but you felt like it might as well have been on full display.  The two boys were in their briefs, the kind of underwear you hadn’t seen for over a month.

“Well well, looks like his Dad wasn’t lying.  That is the biggest baby I’ve ever seen.”

“Sure is.  And look at all this stuff! Baby toys, giant baby clothes, pacifiers and bottles, and hey- I had a teddy bear just like that when I was five!  Smaller of course.”

One of the began to root through your dresser, or diaper cabinet as your Dad called it now.  ”Whoa, look at all these diapers! They are huge!  There are so many different patterns and colors, there must be at least a hundred diapers in here!”

The two strangers finally turned to you.  Your erections was still throbbing and you suckled your pacifier anxiously.  Who were they? What did they want?

“The little guy looks confused.  Don’t worry baby, we’re not gonna hurt you.  Our Dads are friends with your Dad.  He told us his kid couldn’t seem to keep his nose clean, so he just made him into baby again.  He thought it would be a good idea to remind you what big boys are like.”

The stood in front of you silently and you couldn’t help but drink in the sight.  The tattoos, the ripped bodies, the thin white briefs that contained thier growing erections.  You only faintly can remember what underwear like that felt like.

“You know, you really should be nicer to your bear little guy.  Maybe I should teach you what that really feels like.”

“Yeah, and he really seems to enjoy that pacifier.  I might have something else he could suck on for a while.”

talesfromthenursery:

What happens when your mom marries the school bully’s father:

“All set for school little guy?”

“Can I please have my underwear back, I don’t want to go to school in this.”

“I told you we’re throwing away all your underpants. Pull-ups are what you’ll be wearing from now on, unless you start having trouble keeping them dry. ”

“But why do I have to wear this!”

“For the same reason that we shaved the hair off your little boy bits. You’re my little bro and you need to look the part.”

“But what if someone sees me.”

“Oh they will see you, I’ll make sure of it. Everyone will know you’re my little bro. And remember if you have to potty you need to come find me and ask me to take you. If you can’t find me just use those pull-ups.”

Becoming Master’s Diaper Boy

justsurrender:

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One of the new things this slave experienced while visiting Master and Sir was forced diaper slavery. It was put in a diaper, marked as a “Diaper Boy Faggot” (partially seen above), gagged, and suspended from the ceiling. Then Master and Sir filled its diaper with their piss, past the point of overflowing, and made slave wear and sit in the diaper for a while.

This was extremely humiliating, but this slave will start by saying that it might be one of its favorite things that Master required it to submit to. Master was VERY clearly enjoying himself, telling slave its butt looked cute in a diaper, laughing when slave felt its diaper was being filled for it, patting slave’s ass and dick up against a very full, very wet diaper, writing FAGGOT on its chest after it was still hard in a piss-filled diaper, talking about other ideas he had for a diaper slave, that he would love to have slave submit to, had there been more time. Master seemed to love this, and slave absolute LOVES that. Master’s reaction made it wish it could be in diapers more regularly, for his enjoyment.

It was also very, very humiliating for slave. First of all, it was in a diaper. Master is not really into age play, but slave surrendered so much control that it could be put back in a diaper for the first time in about 21 years. Submitting to the diaper at all made slave very aware of Master’s control. And then Master bound slave and filled the diaper for it. Feeling Master’s piss run down its back and soak its diaper… made it really feel like a urinal. Master had pissed in slave’s mouth a few times, making its mouth his urinal… but there was something different about Master turning slave’s body into one. And then to compound things, the piss was absorbed into its diaper, so slave got to sit in it, and feel it every time it moved. It was uncomfortable and began to reek like piss, and slave knew Master could make it wear the diaper for hours if he wanted to. No escape from the wet diaper up against its body. No escape from the smell. It was one of the most complete forms of humiliation slave experienced. It was mental, it was physical, it was emotional. It involved slave’s senses of touch and sight and smell. It made slave feel extremely helpless.

That is why it loved it. Master humiliated slave just by putting it in a diaper. Master likes boys in diapers, so slave was going to wear a diaper for him. Master could make slave use diapers. Master can always use slave’s diapers. Master can taunt slave about being in a diaper. He can force slave’s head into a used diaper, as he did with this piss filled diaper, when he changes slave. Diaper slavery, maybe more saliently than most things this slave experienced, highlighted the difference between Master and slave. It made slave feel so helpless relative to Master. It would be eager to submit to more extensive diaper slavery, both because of how happy it makes Master, and how clear it makes the roles to this slave. 

It belongs in diapers for Master. It is Master’s Diaper Boy Faggot.