Don’t you find it cute?

Don't you find it cute?
Run for your lives, it’s the tails doll! ;w;

hdofu has a habit of sharing creepy and scary stuff with me. I’m easily creeped out so I thought it would be a funny premise for a picture. x3

Rex: ReXam-1

Hdofu: hdofu

Text and drawing by:

aww poor Rex it look loke like Hdofu have show his friend Rex something scary again that make him run away and the same time use his diaper. I hope he is running to his mother or dad that can comfort him and say that everything is fin now. And when he have stop crying i think that they are going to change his diaper so he dont need to run around whit a wet and messy diaper any more that is bad for his skin and it can lead to some bad diaper rash. I bet he is going to feel more happy when he is back into a clean diaper instead of this wet and messy one that he is wearing now.

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Back In Her Bosom by Croc Chapter 7


As I trying to sleep in this huge crib, which I have to admit, feels great…just apart from wearing this nappy: it’s huge and soft and of course it’s my first nappy in over twenty years! Still I just did as I’m told for my Sarah…I also laid there on my own thinking what a great shag I’ve just had.

Mummy Sarah’ is more attractive to the crazy ‘Girlfriend Sarah’. I’m having mixed emotions. Sarah had just fucked my brains out on that changing table; so drifting off to sleep as I’m trying to now isn’t going to be that hard…*yawn*

The Queen’s Suite – Outside the Nursery

Sarah herself gave a light yawn then picked up her mobile from the pocket of her vintage dress…to call her bitch mother; Caroline!

“…Mother my plan is working well…” – Sarah lightly yawned as she informed her feminist mother; my enemy!

“…Well I’m very glad to hear that my darling daughter…this is your plan and not mine, so I’ll just leave you be…you’ve grown into a mature, strict and proud woman; I’m very grateful to be your mother: Daddy would have been so proud of his little girl…” – Caroline calmly replied on the mobile nearly crying with the latter comment.

Sarah moved over to an armchair that was sitting next to the large Queen-Sized bed: the one I thought I was going to sleep in and make love to Sarah. Sarah sat into the armchair to continue the conversation:

“…Aww mother, not to worry: we’ll be one happy little family soon enough, you’re going to become his Granny – or Nanny I should say without making you feel old.” – Sarah awkwardly commented to Caroline.

It’s okay honey; I forgive you, I just want to retrain that worthless vagabond with my own hands…teach him self-respect and manners to his Mummy and Nanny, and to women in general…you know it needs to be done…right?” – Caroline reminded her daughter of her own vengeance upon me.

Sarah began to twirl her hair with her small fingers and began to lightly bounce her legs over the armchair’s bars.

Er yeah, sure mum: you do what you need to do to my little boy…when that time comes understand?” – Sarah told her mother.

Like I said this is your plan, and I’ll just step back and watch Tony’s downfall into babyhood. I brought a new thick paddle…that is just waiting for his bottom.” – Caroline giggled down the mobile to Sarah.

Mum, can I ask you something?” – Sarah seriously asked her mother on the mobile.

Sure darling, what is it?” – Caroline calmly replied.

Since I began this ‘Mummy’ role-play to a few adult baby boys, only to a few men way before I met Tony, and he doesn’t have to know about that. But the thing is, with mothering Tony just now has brought my ‘Mummy’ experiences back; back into my mind, soul, emotions and affections…am I being selfish as a woman for wanting an adult baby boy of my own?” – Sarah truthfully asked her mother who is full of wisdom.

“…Well it’s a good sign and step…” – Caroline announced back on the mobile.

Mother?” – Sarah asked in confusion.

Darling if your petite body is getting over flushed with maternal emotions and of nurturing then the answer is ‘no’ – you’re not being selfish. All young women experience these emotions; some during their teens, twenties, thirties and their forties. It’s part of womanhood and being a Mummy. Trust me sweetheart; men don’t know how lucky they are; it’s hard for us ladies to keep our maternal instincts locked away and hidden from them, they might think and we are weak creatures, but we’re not: we’re the strongest sex. Why do you ask?” – Caroline replied.

Well like yourself I’m a career woman, I have ambitions and I want to run a world-wide business empire; I don’t want to be the ‘little woman’ in the kitchen, being told what to do by some macho man and have real babies. I think that if goes well…I might marry Tony…” – Sarah informed her mother as she shut her eyes waiting for her mother to give an awful reply.

“…Sarah you know what I think of that piece of crud that waste of space: you can do so much better, given your looks: you can get a ‘Brad Pitt’ any day of the week.” – Caroline stated to her daughter.

Mum, we’ve talked about this hundreds of times and yes I know how much you can’t stand Tony and me being in love with each-other. But when my plan works, he’ll be getting retained, to grow up as a diapered man, and not some loser of a man. I want to marry a man who would do anything for me…even wear nappies and act like my baby boy…Tony is that man: I want to marry him for his love and his submission; certainly not for his looks: I agree with you on that one. Tony has always been faithful towards me, that thing with Nicole was part of the guilt-tripping plan I had for him this weekend…I did promise Tony that as long as I baby him: I will never cheat on him with another man…” – Sarah bluntly informed her mother.

I know you wouldn’t sweetheart, I know you wouldn’t cheat on that bum with another man: fuck some stud’s brains out in full view while Tony is in a messy nappy, in his crib, drooling from his mouth wishing it was him…does he know?” – Caroline asks Sarah.

No. Not yet, that’s for later on – when the plot thickens.” – Sarah giggled down her mobile.

Brilliant, I can’t wait to see his face.” – Caroline laughed back.

I’ve got to go mum; I’m going to meet and chat with two Adult Schoolgirls down at the bar: you know how it all works.” – Sarah told her mother on her mobile.

I sure do, good luck with the baby: I love you; be safe!” – Caroline wished her one and only daughter a loving good bye.

Bye mum; I love you too.” – Sarah commented as she then hanged up on her mobile.

Sarah stood from her armchair; she walked over to the dressing table to grab her purse and the keys to our hotel suite then walked out of the door to head downstairs to the hotel bar to meet with her old friends; the two adult schoolgirls…

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Fennekin’s Hangout

Fennekin's Hangout
Time for one of “those” pics again. This one being of my fennekinx3

Draw and text by: pichu90


This is some weary good work that pichu90 have done but i am not so sure over the name of this drawing “Fennekin’s Hangout”. Should it not be more right whit something like: Fennekin’s cute bottom or cute butt. I think that sort of name should fit this drawing more special when the butt is so close up. But there is a very cute butt.

Wounder how this butt should look like whit a diaper on maybe a poofy diaper.

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Crash and Embie Water Enema

Crash and Embie Water Enema

“Kittens” a collab w/ Embie!

Daddy watched with an amused smirk as Crash and Embie fidgeted on the changing mat. Well spanked bottoms in the air, waiting for Daddy.
When he’d initially heard about the party he knew that he wanted to show his kittens off. He’d gotten them matching frocks and ears. He’d intended to leave them diapered, a token of modesty given for good behavior. But of course good behavior wasn’t something his babies specialized in. They’d kicked up such a helluva fuss about matching dresses, that he’d paddled them both and promised to make them further regret their disobedience.
Grinning to himself he ran a calloused hand down one bottom and up another.
“Please, Daddy…we’re very sorry.” Embie whimpered.
“We are! The sorriest! They’re very pretty dresses, Daddy.” Crash agreed, nodding vigorously.
Daddy clicked open the lube and chuckled as they both shivered at the sound.
“You aren’t sorry. But you will be.”
Daddy didn’t bother warming the lube, pressing a slick finger to Embie’s bottom. “you first little girl.” Daddy stretched her out briefly, enjoying the way she mewled and Crash whimpered beside her. He quickly plugged her, not giving her time to react. Attached to the plug was a softly furred tail that dangled prettily between her legs.
“Now you Crash.”
Crash huffed and moaned as daddy’s thick fingers filled him, massaging his prostate as an afterthought. Daddy slide his plug in just as quickly. They knelt, hip to hip.
“You two stay put while I get the diaper bag together.” Daddy said, giving both of their stinging bums a smack before heading to their room to pack.
“Embie! We have tails!” Crash whispered, giving his bum a shake.
Embie whimpered. “This is all your fault!”
“You’re the one who refused to put your ears on.”
“How can we wear a diaper with a tail on?” Embie huffed.
“I dunno.” Their mouths made perfect O’s as they realized Daddy’s plan.
The ride to the party was quiet. Daddy had given them both their binkies and a firm warning to leave them in place before buckling them into the car.
Daddy pretended not to notice the way they tried to tug their skirts down to cover their naked bottoms as they made their way into the loft the party was being held in.
He nudged them ahead of himself, a beatific grin on his face as every Top in the room came to admire his kittens. Hands slide up their skirts, pinching their sore cheeks and fiddling with their tails. Despite their muffled squeals of protest, he could see they were both secretly pleased by the attention.
Once the commotion had died down, Daddy pulled out the diaper bag.
“Come on kittens, if either of you piddle on the floor, you’ll both be on diaper punishment.” Daddy said casually, putting down the changing mat on the floor in the center of the room.
Crash and Embie gave him garbled protests at being changed in public, but several smacks later had them hip to hip in the diaper position for Daddy.
The other guests took renewed interest as Daddy methodically coated both of their diaper areas with powder. His large hand lingering, teasing.
He diapered Crash first. The little boy sighed happily around his pacifier, grateful to finally have the heavy plug taken out.
But his elation was short lived as Daddy slide his tail through a hole cut in the diaper.
“Gotta have room for kitten’s tail, don’t we?” Daddy asked rhetorically, taping on the diaper efficiently.
Daddy found Embie less cooperative, she wanted the tail out. A hairbrush appeared over Daddy’s shoulder like magic, and several swats later, he was able to diaper her without further fuss.
Two contrite kittens sat on Daddy’s lap, suckling bottles of milk. Daddy periodically fiddled with their tails, tugging and twisting them, enjoying how his kittens keened and squirmed into the touch.
Daddy really enjoyed showing off his kittens. embalmer56

Source: crashageplay

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New Fabine Exklusiv Design

I recently receive this newsletter from Buntewindel whit some info that they going to soon have a new design on the Fabine Exklusiv. This is how it going to look like:


This new design will be sold only from 

Maxdiapers, fabimonti and Buntewindel

the other resellers will not have this new design and they would not get it in the future.

We hope you like the new design and hope to get further more feetback from you.

The pre sale starts now, for one case, 64 pcs, for a special price of 79,00 Euro + shipping

Are you going to pre-order this new design?

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Adventures in babysitting

Spanking Crash
“Crash, I said no.”
“Ahhhhh, come on Embie! You know how much naps suck!”
“Doesn’t matter. You still have to take one.”
“But Daddy’s not home!” Crash pouted, stomping his foot a little.
“Exactly. Daddy said I’m in charge.”
“I don’t know why he put you in charge, you’re just a diaper baby like me.”
“You’ll do as I say, or else.”
Crash hugged his rhino to his chest. “Or else what, diaper baby.”
“I’ll paddle you.”
“Will not!”
“Oh no?”
Crash seemed to consider for a moment, his cheek on his rhino. “Nope. I don’t have to listen to you.” Crash stuck his tongue out before making a break for the stairs. If he made it out the back door, he might be able to trap her in the backyard and be able to skip naptime.
He was so thrilled with his plan that he failed to notice she wasn’t chasing him. He skidded through the kitchen and out the back door, bounding off the deck. He turned to see he was alone. He stood in the middle of the yard panting, his rhino hanging against his thigh. It didn’t make any sense.
“Embie?” He called out tentatively. “Embie? You ok?” He tried again, a bit louder. He stepped cautiously back onto the deck, straining to hear any noise in the house. “Embie? This isn’t funny.” He peeked inside the back door, noticing nothing out of place. He stepped through the door, moving on tiptoes through the kitchen. “Embie!” He stage whispered.
Crash made a very manly squeak when a small firm hand appeared out of nowhere, pulling on his ear, hard.
Embie, who’d been hiding in the pantry, pulled him over to a kitchen chair and made short work of pulling him over her lap.
“No! Embie, wait! Wait! I’m so so so sorry, please!” He squeaked as she reached under him, untaping his diaper.
“Daddy plugged you this morning so you’d remember to behave for me, he’s gunna be so disappointed to hear it didn’t work.” Embie hummed as she picked up the rice paddle she’d left on the table.
“Nooooo! Embie! Please don’t tell daddy! He said he’d use the strap if I wasn’t good!” Crash pleaded, hugging his rhino tight.
“Oh, Crash. I’m not gunna tell him. You are.” Embie said, laying down a heavy round of swats with the bamboo cooking utensil. “And once daddy spanks you and puts you to bed,” Embie said over Crash’s wailing. “I’ll get treats.”
“Please! I’ll do your chores for a week! Ahhh! Two weeks! Please Embie!”
“Hmmmm, offer me anything I want.”
“Anything Embie! promise!”
“I wanted to spend the afternoon with an obedient respectful little boy. But since you can’t manage that on your own…” Embie moved the paddle to his thighs, smacking vigorously, “I’ll have to help you.”
Crash squealed and struggled to get away, but a firm hand between his shoulder blades kept him in place. A few “gentle” smacks against his plug made him writhe, his wee grinding against her thigh, but if she noticed she didn’t mention it. She helped him up and back into his diaper, studiously tucking away his leaky wee.
He obediently took her hand and follower her up the stairs, nodding emphatically when she asked if he’d like to make it up to her.
Daddy came home an hour later to find Crash nose deep in Embie’s panties. After he took the belt to both of them, he promises that next time it’s Crash’s turn to babysit. embalmer56

Soruce for the text and photo: crashageplay

Yes it really look like this boy dont know how to behave right.

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