Please, please drag me to the adult daycare where I will be forced to be the biggest dumbest toddler ever.
My potty chart full of rain clouds, wet spots always dripping down my shortalls because I soak my diapers beyond there capacity while playing. Forced nap times and maintenance spankings to keep me in line.
Sippy cups and bottles, pacifiers and my thumb. Exercises designed to make them all addictive.
Make me stumble and crawl to get everything that I want. Remind me what a little boy I am at every turn.
I can only leave when Mommy comes to pick me up.
When that will be? No one knows.
my council of caretakers said I earned some playtime.. with conditions. 😖
I spent over an hour:
-in a very full & squishy diaper
-mitted in diapers from my pail
-with hypno relentlessly looped under my hood
poppers & visuals made sure I stayed a dumb, stinky little puppy. 😵💫
Okay woah woah woah - my fiance took one of the keys to my cage to work and he hid the other one and made me go outside and smoke while he hid it - i’ve never been locked more than 24hrs but he said it’s close by for emergencies - he said he’s thinking about parental controls 🥵
I knew I was past the point of no return when wiggling to Barney songs was all it took for me to start squirting stickies in my poopy diapers. A milestone that can't be undone, every squirt further cementing my status as a permanent diaperboy who's never getting out of diapers.
If your pacifier is longer than your peepee, then 1) stop pretending to be a real man, and 2) your peepee needs to be locked up and disappeared underneath thick emasculating diapers. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them 🤭
Haha cucky! Get used to your diapers! Your underwear will always have tapes and be absorbent from now on! Now let’s get you to bed, the sun has already set and it’s past a kiddos bedtime! #ABDL