Latest Posts by kinkyberen - Page 5
Colorado Crybaby
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16:
Whoa! That was a loud one. Did somebody just make a big poopie for his first date?
Don’t be shy about it. I was really hoping I’d get a nice number 2 today. Most guys take weeks before they break the poop barrier. I’m more into guys who really know their way around a pamper. We met for a reason right? MDLB means good boys use their diapers for Mommy.
Good thing we have time before the movie. This mall has great mothering rooms. Very private. I can change you and feed you some boobie milk before the show. These puppies are ready to pop! What a great first date! I can’t wait to see the present you made me.
I do have to warn you that dirty, stinky diapers make me really really horny. So you might get to 3rd base today as well LOL! Or whatever me sucking you off during a dirty diaper change in a public place is in a baseball terminology. I never was good at sports. I’ve had these ladies since I was 13. I was more into babysitting.
A while back I talked about making a diaper audio…. And here is my first attempt!
I hope you enjoy the experience of wetting your pants in front of me - when it’s not the first time.
Apologies for the rough editing. If you all enjoy this sort of thing, I’ll edit my next one better. Let me know what you think!
“It’s okay honey… I know that you’re trying to tell me that your diaper is now soaked, but can’t find the words because you’re embarrassed. First of all, you don’t need to worry about telling me because I can always tell when you’ve wet yourself. Your body stiffens up and you freeze with a desperate look on your face followed by a brief look of relief. Secondly, your diaper swells up to at least twice it’s thickness and it shows through your pants. You know what? I don’t mind in the least little bit. Nobody is perfect. If the only thing about you that is flawed are your weak bladder muscles, then so be it… I still love you. It’s about the hottest thing in the world to me watching you squirm to hold it and then not be able to as you helplessly wet yourself. I don’t know what it is, but it’s super attractive when a guy is vulnerable. I would not change one thing about you, well… I’ll change your diaper LoL, but I won’t change anything else”
“Come sit next to me baby, I need to tell you something.
There’s a reason these things are happening to you. The wet pants, the premature cumming, the losing control...theyre all connected.
And it’s because of me. I’ve been doing it all. Don’t be upset, I think this is really what’s best for you. You’ve always been a bit of a submissive type, I’m just pushing you deeper into that well.
Now, I can completely take control. You can call me mommy, I can change your diapers and make sure you get plenty of sexual release. How does that sound?”
Omorashi/Desperation Stories & Captions
So I've heard recently that some of you would be interested in an index of the stories and captions I've written so far that have omorashi / desperation elements to them. I was actually surprised when I dug back through my archive and found that I haven't written quite as many in that vein as I first thought – a shortcoming that I'm really going to have to remedy!
Anyway, please just be aware that some of the stories on the list below have only a little bit of desperation, or have it mingled with hypnosis or messing or other adjacent kinky ideas. I hope the list is useful regardless. Enjoy!
P.S. A few folks have said they can't access links like those below, but I genuinely don't know why that might be or how to solve it. If anyone does know, feel free to drop some knowledge on me!
Stories:
A Hike with Daddy
When Duty Calls
When You Gotta Go
Decisions in the Dark
Three Good Reasons
Mile High Baby Part 1 | Part 2
Captions:
Aimee's Choice
Lucy in a Bind
Alysse's Padded Evening
Pretty Little Pull-Ups
Mrs. Stratford's New Babysitter Part V | Part VI | Part IX | Part X
Elsie's Thirsty
Bound Beauty
Competing with Naomi
Anya's New Maid
Daphne & Cara, Part XIV
Struggle, Baby, Struggle
Bedtime for Shana
Dirty Little Dolly
Wet for Charlie
Marisol's Big Mistake
Alyssa's Training, Part Two
Ellen's Initiation
Rosie the Pony Maid
A Weekend with Miss Sweeney
Welcome Home, Jared
Employee Training
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Bondage Story/Caption Index
The other day, a follower was chatting with me about my captions and stories with bondage and BD/SM themes, and it sounded like an index of some of those posts might be helpful. (Because – let's face it – Tumblr's tools for finding old posts are crap.) So here we go!
Obviously these stories also include a lot of other themes besides bondage, restraints, gags, etc., so do be forewarned. If you don't like hypnosis, pet play, forced regression, diaper use, etc., then maybe these aren't for you. But then again, in that case why would you be following me anyway?
Captions:
Rosie's New Role
Odette's Reprogramming
A New Career for Brielle
Shockingly Pleasurable
Medicating Melissa
Good Pet for Nancy
Drink Up, Little Effie
Gulp, Gulp!
Messy, Messy Carmen
Karma's a Bitch
Going Too Far
Regress and Re(s)train
An Unexpected Discovery
The New Doll
FaceTiming with George
Therapy for Jalisa
Binding the Blonde
Training the Dominatrix
Trouble with the Ex
How to Be a Good Personal Assistant
Anya in Charge
A Sissy's Education
Troubles for the Intern
Benny Gets Bossed
Good Night, Agent Addison
Dribbling Little Daphne
Bound for Max's Pleasure
Playing with the New Toy
Jeffie's Reeducation
Koko: Maid to Cum
Save Me, Charles!
Elaine's Intruder (Part One | Part Two)
Roxanne's New Patient (Part One | Part Two | Part Three)
Brittany's Baby
Beth's New Halloween Costume
Cheating Never Pays
Rules for Baby
Wife into Pony
Audrey
Christmas with Ashley
Mommy Knows How to Discipline
Jake's New Toy
Hush, Lucy, Hush
Fight, Little Baby
Stories:
The Date, Part Two
Diapered, Desperate, and Denied
Loose Lips
Hush, Little Stacy
A Surprise Checkup
Hindsight
Promises Kept
Whispers in the Night
Replaced... or Repurposed?
Silence is Golden, But Duct Tape Is Silver
Bonding Time, Part Two
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Jenny Poos Her Panties
In order to get things started, here’s a story that I wrote years ago and posted on wetset.net and asstr.
Jenny checked her watch again, and found it only a minute since she had last checked it. The lecture was due to finish quarter of an hour ago, but the lecturer seemed in no hurry. Jenny was beginning to get quite anxious, she was desperate to use the toilet, but this wasn’t unusual for her. Jenny had enjoyed holding on and pretending to have accidents in her panties for years. She was in her final year at university now, but had been pooping and peeing herself since she the start of high-school.
A sharp pain in her side brought Jenny’s mind back to her predicament.She really needed to poo, having not done so for over 2 days now. Jenny had been holding on, hoping to get through her morning’s lectures and back to her house for the afternoon. Neither of her housemates would be at home until late that night and Jenny had planned on having some fun in their absence. Now the pressure to poop was becoming almost unbearable. Jenny shuffled in her seat and pulled the waistband of her stretch jeans away from her stomach slightly, so as to ease the pressure a little. She was already getting very excited at the thoughts of all the things she might like to do as soon as she got home. She loved to mess and wet herself in virtually every way you could imagine, but of course Jenny had her favourites.
She pictured herself at home, lying on her bed wearing just a pair of cotton panties - white sloggi’s, deep cut at the side they were definitely Jenny’s favourite style of panties for pooping in. The cut at the sides held them up close and they hugged her bottom and her crotch tightly, though not so tightly that there wasn’t room enough to hold a good load of poo snugly up against her bottom in their full-cut seat. Tight fitting white cotton panties always reminded Jenny of the accident she’d had at home aged 12 when she’d first realised how good pooping herself felt. In Jenny’s mind she saw herself in her favourite position this afternoon, lying on her front on her bed. Her panties stretched tightly over her bottom, her hand slowly caressing her crotch as she slowly, slowly filled her panties with first hard firm poop, which she had to strain to push out against her panties, and then finally with softer poo which coated her bottom in the most sensual way. Yes, Jenny decided, that would be the first thing she would do this afternoon after she got home.
By now Jenny was getting desperate for the lecture to finish, she could hardly wait to get home, and in any case would have to quickly or else to find a toilet and miss her chance for such fun. A few minutes later the lecture finally came to an end, and Jenny grabbed her notes, shoved them into her shoulder bag and almost ran out of the lecture theatre. She considered using the toilet in the institute hall as she left, but that wasn’t what she wanted to do, and in any case could make it home - it was only twenty minutes walk. Jenny walked briskly along the street, all the time thinking about the fun she would soon be having. She was really getting quite wet now, and loved the way that her jeans and panties slipped past her sex with every step she took. Another sharp pain in her side stopped brought her mind back to the present. Jenny actually had to stop herself walking and support herself against someone’s garden fence.
For the first time Jenny was beginning to regret holding on so long. She’d done this lots of times before, but had always made it home in time to have her fun in private. Now she was away from the centre of town, surrounded by large houses, no shops and certainly no public toilets. There were still lots of people walking in the streets and Jenny really didn’t want to mess herself in public - what if someone she knew saw her? The cramp passed, and Jenny stood up and began to walk again, this time slower than before as she concentrated on keeping control. She had to make it home.
Five minutes later Jenny had to stop again. The pain this time was terrible. She could hardly hold out any longer. Jenny sat down on a nearby wall and hoped the cramp would pass soon, but the pain continued. She could feel a huge firm mass of poop inside herself, and was having no trouble actually holding it there, but the pain was awful. What could she do? She was now only a few streets away from home, but she had to go now. There was nothing for it but to poop herself a little, not so much that someone might notice but just enough to relieve the pain and the pressure.
People were still walking past her regularly, and she was in full view where she sat. There was no way she could do that here. Jenny scanned the road looking for some cover. The best she saw was the garden next door to the house whose garden wall she was sitting on now. There was a tall wall between that garden and the wall, and a large bushy tree shielded a small gap on the garden side of the wall from being over-looked by the houses themselves. Jenny’s heart thumping she rushed into this gap and taking a quick look around, put down her bag and stood with her legs apart.
The moment she relaxed her muscles Jenny felt her poop begin to move down, but it didn’t yet come out. She spread her legs still slightly further and steadied herself against the wall in front of her. Pushing hard now Jenny felt the enormous poo pushing her bottom open as it moved slowly but steadily out, and touched her panties. She was wearing good clean panties today - still white cotton, but she had planned to change to an older pair before she pooped herself.
Jenny had never shit her pants anywhere not completely private before as she had always been terrified of getting caught. Her heart was pounding now as she continued to push and her panties and jeans stretched out further away from her bottom. Still, it felt so good and Jenny moved her right hand down from the wall and began to rub herself through her jeans, still slowly pooping more and more into her panties. She knew she had to stop and get home. She knew she would surely be found out if she did it all in her pants here. The bulge and the smell would be far to much to hide especially in her stretch jeans which showed every detail of her perfect behind - and of anything which shouldn’t be there in a grown-up girl’s pants.
Jenny couldn’t help herself though, it felt so good she kept on pooping and pooping and pooping, filling her panties so much that some poop squeezed out from the back of the leg openings. The stretch jeans kept it all right up close to her bottom though, and she loved the feeling of having such a big heavy load of poop pushed so tightly up against her, forcing her cheeks apart. Just as she finally finished she came hard into her already soaking panties, and stood for fully two minutes panting, her heart refusing to stop pounding. She realised the situation she was now in. She was at least 500 metres from home and had a huge load of poop in her panties. Ordinarily Jenny would have panicked, but instead she just had a very naughty thought. What if she didn’t try to dump some of the poop out of her pants here, but instead walked home with her panties full? Jenny had always been scared of getting caught and of anyone knowing she liked to mess herself, but was suddenly feeling so turned on that the thought of doing something so naughty gave her the courage that she needed.
Jenny stood up straight and caught her breath for a moment. She reached back behind herself and felt the very hot and lumpy seat of her jeans. Anyone walking behind her would surely be able to tell what she had done.The bulge in her jeans was at least the size of two tennis balls, though Jenny felt for all the world like it was two footballs. Her jeans left nothing to the imagination, and she worried that the softer poo that had escaped from the leg bands of her panties might be staining through, but there was no way to check now.
Picking up her bag she took a couple of steps forward. Well, you could call them steps, but it was more of a waddle really. Her panties were so full that no matter how normally she tried to walk she just looked like a baby girl who had completely shit her pants. Jenny stopped and her mind raced again - was it really a good idea to walk home like this? What if she met someone she knew The more she thought about it though the more naughty she felt and she knew that she couldn’t resist. The thought of other people seeing her shameful secret really turned her on. Jenny set off again.
Shortly later Jenny arrived home. All through the walk home people had been staring at her bottom and her full panties. The poop was really firm and hadn’t spread out any more while she walked, so Jenny had been forced to continue her baby girl walk all the way back. Each time she passed someone in the street she was sure that they were going to say something or point at her, so sure that her heart pounded, but each time they just passed by looking and without a word.
Back at home Jenny dumped her bag in the hall and ran as quickly as she could, which wasn’t very quickly, up to the bathroom. Turning round, she looked at her bottom in the mirror. The bulge in her jeans was huge, and there were two brown streaks for a couple of inches down the inside backs of her legs. She couldn’t believe she’d been out in public like that. All those people seeing what a naughty little girl she’d been.
Jenny climbed into the bathtub, all the time repeating to herself out loud what a naughty girl she was, and how big girls like her should know better than to poop their knickers, and how all those strangers in the street had seen what a naughty dirty girl she was. She kept repeating all of this to herself as she spread her legs and turned to face the wall, looking over her shoulder at the mirror showing her shamefully poopy jeans. Without a second though she wet herself. Hot liquid pooled in the crotch of her panties and ran down the legs of her jeans, turning them dark immediately. This sent Jenny wild - now she’d been naughty again and wet herself deliberately. She couldn’t hold on any longer and quickly undid her jeans and pulled them half way down her thighs, before beginning to rub herself furiously though her soaking wet cotton panties. Jenny reached back behind herself with her other hand and began to gently and rhythmically spank her bottom right on top of the bulge in the back of her panties. She kept repeating, between gasping and panting, what a naughty little girl she’d been for completely messing herself and pooping and wetting her panties. Within a minute she had two fantastic orgasms, the second forcing her to sink to her knees and stop. Beyond caring now, Jenny lay back completely in the tub, sitting on her bottom, and causing poo to gush out of the legs and back waistband of her panties.
She continued slowly rubbing herself, but was now completely spent. Half dozing, Jenny just lay still for a while getting her breath back and thinking about everything she’d done. She knew that she couldn’t wait until she needed to poo again, and she knew that she would be doing it in her pants again.
Messy Caption Index
@babyclaire recently requested a list of messy content, and so here it is at last! It’s probably not exhaustive, but I hope the links are useful anyway. I’ll try to get together a messy story index too before long!
Keiko and the Bully
Showtime for Daphne
Baby Cassie at Play
Tessa’s Tribulations
Daphne’s Latest Patient
Auntie’s Little Stinker
Odette and Odile
Carmen’s Conditioning
One Dirty Date with Darren
Messy Training Tips
Baby Beckie
Sophie Makes a Stinky
Dreams of a Dirty Dolly
Betty’s the Boss
An Icky Orgasm for Ellie
Naomi’s Bet
Life with Auntie
Angel Dreams
Sheila and the IMP
Tiffany’s Tummy
A Date with Erika
Mona’s Messmaker
A while back I talked about making a diaper audio…. And here is my first attempt!
I hope you enjoy the experience of wetting your pants in front of me - when it’s not the first time.
Apologies for the rough editing. If you all enjoy this sort of thing, I’ll edit my next one better. Let me know what you think!
My dream
Stacy had gotten in over her head.
She was a busy junior executive at FTSE 100 company. When she was able to book annual leave she explored increasingly extreme ventures in surrendering control as a means of recuperating from her stressful working environment.
Recently she had been reading about age regression as after coming across the term on a blog about relaxation techniques. It was a little weird but it seemed harmless. She was willing to give it a go.
Stacy contacted a professional nursery and booked herself in for a week of, what she described to her colleagues with a knowing smile, ‘pampering and relaxation
After arriving at the nursery Stacy was greater by a matronly older lady who introduced herself simply as ‘Nanny’ and ushered Stacy through to a cosy kitchen to share a pot of tea.
As they sipped from steamy, very sweet tea, they discussed what Nanny services nanny could offer and what limits Stacy wanted to set. Very soon Stacy found it difficult to follow the conversation and her eyes were drooping.
“What’s in this…” She slurred before slumping in her chair.
***
When Stacy stirred again she found herself in very unusual circumstances. She had been entirely redressed in a cutie short dress like a doll. Crinkling beneath the skirt and a very soft cushioning padding between her legs were symptomatic of a thick nappy and plastic pants.
“Ermpof” Stacy squealed and was surprised to find her tongue seemed to roll around her mouth without coordination. She tried sit up from where it was apparent she’d been laid down for a nap on a fleecy play mat. Stacy found her movements were sluggish and her muscles felt very heavy.
Gradually she managed to literally pull herself to her feet using the bars of an oversized crib as support. Stacy was shocked as she suddenly felt herself tinkling into her nappy, unable to slow the steady steam warming and wetting the soft cotton of her nappy.
'Nanny’ arrived just as the stream seemed to subside, Stacy blushing heavily.
“Aw is Baby Stacy trying to walk all by herself? Don’t worry if you can’t do it without Nanny holding your hand sweetie, you did say you wanted to give up complete control.”
Nanny came closure and cupped a palm against Stacy’s nappied crotch before slipping a finger inside the leg band of the crinkly plastic pants.
“Oh, I see you’ve already lost control of your bladder. Good girl. You’ll probably loose bowel control next so i’ll wait till you’ve made a stinky then change you.”
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Time for Mommy’s milk again.
Janette was being punished for being rude to her stepmother and throwing a tantrum. She had been forced into a short pink dress and diapers with pink plastic pants over them. Worst of all her stepmother wouldn’t let her use the bathroom and made Janette hold it in when she had to go potty. It was becoming ridiculous as she hadn’t been to the bathroom all day and Janette was becoming desperate when her stepmother announced they were going on a trip. Janette was made to sit in a child’s car seat in the back of the car and they were off on their trip. When Janette asked where they were going she was shocked to hear they were visiting her real mom. Her mom lived four hours away, there was no way she could hold on that long. She was right as half way through the journey Janette found herself crying as she finally had to let go and pee herself in the back of the car. It was so wet and warm and disgusted Janette. She was no better than a real baby now with a wet diaper on. But her pain wasn’t over yet as she didn’t just need to pee. “I’ve wet myself like you wanted, now can we please stop at a bathroom somewhere so I can get this diaper off. I need to go number two as well,” Janette said to her stepmother as they drove down the highway. “Silly girl,” her stepmother replied, shaking her head. “You aren’t getting changed until we get to your old mommy’s house and as for your poopy, you’re wearing a diaper aren’t you?” The answer terrified Janette who was left crying in her wet diaper. An hour later with another hour to go Janette couldn’t hold on any longer and proceeded to poop in her diaper. It all happened very quickly, one moment she was holding on and then she felt a hot mess slide out of her butt. It was very squishy and stank up the car really quickly. All Janette could do was cry more as her stepmother said, “Well who’s a stinky girl? Don’t worry baby, I’ll get your old mommy to help me change your dirty bottom when we get to her house.”
She’d never been put in a diaper so thick, before. It was simultaneously fascinating and mortifying.
She just couldn’t control her curiosity, rubbing her hands over the outside. It never had occurred to her that a diaper could force her thighs so far apart that she couldn’t help but waddle like an oversized toddler. Or that a diaper could so effectively prevent her from feeling anything through it, despite her burning bottom and her (surprisingly) wet and wanting princess parts.
As fascinating as her new diaper was, the threats her Daddy made as he prepared, powdered and applied her new diaper, while she could only sniffle, made her far more fearful than curious. Would he really make her stay in them until they were completely soaked, through and through, even if it took a whole day? Was he really going to make her go out to a movie with just this outfit and diaper on under her coat? There’s no way he would actually take her to their favorite restaurant, the one where the waitstaff knew their names, and make her sit at the bar, right?
While she knew she hadn’t been supposed to play her toy, much less make cummies in her diaper last night, surely this was far too severe a punishment, wasn’t it? Even if she had also played and made cummies in her diapers earlier in the week, a few times, when her Daddy was either out or busy, she had already gotten spanked for those (though he hadn’t used that damned hairbrush like he did this time…) and had her toy taken away, so she can’t be punished for them again; that just isn’t fair!
She did supposed that lying to Daddy about last night was extra naughty, and demanding that he leave her be while calling him a monster wasn’t really the most appropriate way to handle her upcoming punishment, but did that invite such harsh discipline? Still, she realizes that, as naughty as she has been, Daddy probably hadn’t intended to make her do those things.
That is until she uttered those rather foolish last words: ”You wouldn’t dare!”
Look into the camera, sweetheart. Yes, that’s right. Perfect. Stare into that blank black ball on your nursery wall. Let me see the mingled relief and despair in those intelligent eyes. Let me see that fear, that arousal, that groveling, squirming, abject humiliation… Show me just how turned on you are, how embarrassed it makes you feel to be firmly bound, tightly gagged with your own babyish pacifier, and stripped naked on your very own changing table by your very own nursemaid…all while your daddy watches.
Such an absolute baby you are becoming, sweetheart. So immature, so infantile… Goodness, just look at you! You can’t even be trusted to stay put on your changing table, can you? No, you have to be cuffed and strapped down, securely fastened like a helpless, mindless little thing who can’t even control her own body. Nor can you, sweetie; I think the heap of heavy, smelly diapers over in that diaper pail can testify to that… No, we can’t trust you for anything anymore, sweetie - nor should we. You’re our baby now - mine and your pretty little nursemaid’s. You’re ours now, and we’re never going to let you forget.
Keep staring into your nursery cam now, sweetheart. Remember who’s on the other side, gazing lovingly, in full arousal, at the beautiful sight you present. Think of me: your husband and daddy, the one you crave to please, the one you begged for this very treatment. Remember how you stammered out your longing to me last year, how you yearned to be babied, to be forcibly regressed into infancy? I do. Oh, I do. And because I love you, sweetheart, because I want to give you everything you desire…I gave this to you. Don’t you ever forget, sweetheart.
Be a good little baby now. Spread those beautifully smooth, babyish legs for your Nursie. Feel the soft tickle of the baby powder coating your tender skin, Nursie’s caressing fingers gently massaging it into your yielding thighs. Suckle that nipple Nursie has so firmly strapped into your pretty little mouth, feeling its plump roundness, recalling the feeling of sucking on something very different - something longer and stiffer… Don’t worry, sweetie - someday you’ll get to do that again… Until then, your dummy and your nice, full ba-ba’s will keep you satisfied, keep that lovely suckling mouth occupied…
Oh, yes. Here comes the diaper now - your diaper, honey, and no one else’s. Let the now-familiar musical crinkle fill your ears. Feel Nursie lifting your precious powdered bum, settling you onto that gently rustling, wonderfully thick padding you blushingly told me you love so much. Oh, why are you surprised to feel that extra stuffer being wrapped snugly around your pretty little princess parts? We all know by now just how much you wet, how heavy, full, and soggy your diapers inevitably become. You are a baby now, sweetheart. And babies don’t get to decide what they wear, if anything. Nursie and I will dress you - or not - as we decide. And you, as our baby, will comply. You have no choice…absolutely none.
And that is so incredibly liberating, isn’t it? You are our baby, and nothing more. No choices, no decisions, no grownup thoughts or worries. Yes, worry if you like about your past grownup life. Worry about whether your drenched diapers will leak or not as you plop down onto them with that adorably audible squish. Worry whether you can drink yet another bottle, forcing ever more formula into your swollen little belly… But remember: no amount of worry will ever change anything now, dear. We will treat you as we please - feeding, diapering, changing, dressing, burping you as we see fit. And you will never be able to change that.
Why? your beautiful blue eyes ask. Because you asked for this.
Look into the camera once more, sweetheart. Feel your mind dissolving into infancy, your old self receding. Embrace babyhood, my love - in all its innocent, delightful humiliation. It is my gift to you. Accept it now, blushing… squirming… awash in deliciously sensual, infantile humiliation.
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“Yeah, I think I’ve reached capacity, so better get on it and change me before Brad shows up!“
“What’s with that face? It was your idea for me to wear diapers, and you agreed with me saying I’d only do it if you played along with my fetishes as well. It’s not my fault that I - and my lover - enjoy me being diapered more than you like being cucked and locked in chastity! So come on, Take a big whiff of it and give me my change. Brad might like ‘unpacking’ me before he fucks me senseless, but unlike you, he’s not a shit-sniffing freak!“
“Yeah, that’s right. This is exactly what it looks like, baby. It’s a diaper - a nice, big, thick diaper, especially made just for big girls like me. Bet you didn’t expect to come home and see this, now, did you?
“Oh, don’t try to deny anything, baby; I know all too well what you’ve been doing when I wasn’t looking. I found your search history…all those lovely little searches for “bitches in diapers” and “girl pissing her pants” and “diapered woman blow job”… You’re definitely a dirty-minded little boy, aren’t you? Yeah? Don’t lie to me, honey - you’ll only make things worse!
“Now, listen, honey. I don’t mind you being kinky, not one bit. I just don’t ever want you to be sneaking those kinky things around behind my back, okay? I’m willing to help satisfy you too; if a great big diaper wrapped around my butt is the way to do it, why then we’re in business! There’s just one little thing, baby… I don’t want you to be having all the fun, you see. We’re equals in this relationship, remember, and my pleasure is just as important as yours…
“Why don’t we put it like this, baby? If you want to see me, your sweet and sexy girlfriend, all dressed up in a diaper like those girls you saw online, tell me now, and I’ll put this on right now while you watch…and then I’ll give you a blow job, just like I know you love. Yep, I promise! Ooh, you like that idea, don’t you? Hah, I thought you would, you dirty boy! But there’s a catch, baby. There’s no free lunch, you see…
“It’s simple! Whenever I do that for you, you’re going to have to agree to reverse things for me the very next day, okay? So tomorrow you’ll be the one in the diaper, and you’ll be the one pleasuring me with that sweet little tongue of yours, and I’ll be the one cumming and moaning while you obediently please me, locked away in that great big diaper of yours… Yep, that’s how gender equality works for us, baby! And if you don’t like that idea, then there’s no problem. I can throw this silly thing away and we’ll never speak of it again - though of course I’ll put a child lock on your account to keep you from ever searching that kind of stuff online again…
“No? You don’t want that? You really want me to put this thing on right now? Hmm…such a dirty, kinky boy! Now I’m genuinely wondering - are you more turned on at the thought of me being all babied and humiliated just for you? Or are you maybe looking forward to being my little baby fuck toy tomorrow? Hah, well, never mind. Weird or not, I think I’m actually going to enjoy this either way!”
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