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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Snuggies Diapers Waddler Production

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Video of Waddler diapers being manufactured.

By: Snuggies Diapers

Look from this video that it can be a nice and good diaper. I hope this is going to turn out to be a good ABDL diaper.

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59) Little Fur’s Productions – Real Wild Child

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Little Fur’s Productions
Iggy Pop “Real Wild Child”
Artwork by Tavi Munk
Video by Pandr

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Thank you very much from Pandr and Little Fur’s Productions.

**Disclaimer 2:**
I do not own any clips or music. All clips and music belong to their respectfull owners. I do not earn any money with this video. This video is for enjoyment purposes only.
Thanks for watching.

Text and video created by: Daniel Lowery

Nice to see that he is back into the game.

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Trading Personalities by Croc – Chapter 7


There I was crawling on all fours like a baby down the stairs then into the kitchen; I felt so humiliated and helpless. Auntie Jodie and Mummy walked slowly behind me eyeing my nappied bottom. Being dressed in this bullshit adult babyish sailor suit and sucking the NUK6 dummy really made me feel weak, but that was just the start…

I walked into the kitchen and I looked up to see a large blue adult high chair:

“Right Benny, be a good boy for your Mummy and sit your nappied bum-bum in the high chair.” – Mummy softly ordered me.

I looked up to Mummy on the edge of tears.

“Go on Benny, be a good widdle boy for your Mummy.” – Auntie Jodie cooed in a wicked tease.

I got angry at that insult but my emotions got the better of me; I began to cry.

“Mummy, please don’t do this to me.” – I mumbled through the dummy.

“Oh looked Auntie Jodie, looks like my widdle boy is crying because he’s hungry, help me into his high chair.” – Mummy sighed looked down upon me with nurturing pity.

“With pleasure, my Josh was the same last year with his ‘condition’.” – Auntie Jodie sighed as she shook her head with nostalgic.

“What are boys like eh?” – Mummy giggled to herself.

As Mummy and Auntie Jodie lifted me into this huge high chair, I was confused – and I was thinking, with this potion; was my Mummy beginning to think that when I speak I’m talking baby talk and not English?

Mummy left my sight to get my breakfast ready, leaving me in the full view of my Auntie Jodie who tightly strapped my waist in this high chair: I was going no-where.

Auntie Jodie turned to her left to view that Mummy was busy then leaned her fact at me:

“Soon enough I’ll have my full vengeance upon you, soon enough my Josh will be 100% fit to full health, and soon enough my sister will have her retarded babyish teenage son back in her bosom. Just embrace your babyhood Benny.” – Auntie Jodie whispered with a smile.

I was trapped, angered and I too wanted to seek out my revenge…all in good time I thought to myself, but time is running out for me, if my sadistic auntie is correct: I will soon slip into a retarded state of body and mind; I will have to act fast!
Mummy walked back over to me carrying a plastic bowl of porridge, she pulled up a chair and sat in front of me.

“Right then young man it’s time for your breakfast.” – Mummy cheered as she took out my new dummy from my drooling mouth.

“But I don’t like Ready Break Mummy.” – I mumbled through my lips.

“Aww did you hear that Auntie Jodie? Benny wants his breakfast.” – Mummy cooed to Auntie Jodie who is in the far corner of the kitchen.

“Well give your little boy his breaky then.” – Auntie Jodie sighed rolling her eyes.

Mummy held the small plastic spoon of runny porridge in her right hand and before I could protest she shoved it into my mouth.

“I want my Benny to grow up as a strong handsome boy, where the girls chase him.” – Mummy giggled as she forced-fed me Ready Break.

“More like a pathetic nappy boy where the girls will babysit him more like.” – Auntie Jodie sniggered to herself in the corner.

Mummy fed me as I was strapped in this high chair crying my eyes out. After eating the porridge Mummy placed down the plastic bowl, she wiped my mouth and tears of from my cheeks with her hanky:

“There, there Mummy is here baby boy. I’m so proud of you of eating your porridge like a big boy, I love you Benny.” – Mummy cooed pouting her lips then giving me deep kisses me on my forehead. Mummy stood up from her chair to take the bowl away to the sink.

Mummy and Auntie Jodie stood for a moment to chat; I took this small moment to pull myself together, but it was short lived. Mummy and Auntie Jodie walked back over towards me:

“Here sister give your widdle boy his bottle of milk!” – Auntie Jodie announced with a smirk giving Mummy a ready made bottle of milk.

Then I remembered what Auntie Jodie told me earlier upstairs “Your mummy is going to give you a bottle fed soon…with more potion in the mix: by the end of the fucking day: you’ll never be able to speak, write, and go toilet like a teenage boy.”

“Mummy! No! Please no!” – I screamed in tears as I wiggled in the high chair.

Mummy was now under the impression that I wanted my bottle. The potion Auntie Jodie gave Mummy must have slowly turned her mentality and emotional instincts to think and believe I am a needy retarded teenage boy who needs his Mummy’s care and affection.

Auntie Jodie stood watching in pleasurable silence.

“Open wide for Mummy.” – Mummy cooed softly as the bottle teat was nearing my lips.

I shut my mouth.

“I guess he doesn’t want his bottle.” – Mummy commented to Auntie Jodie.

Auntie Jodie grabbed the bottle of milk which is more of that potion from Mummy’s hand.

“Linda, the first thing you have to know with retarded teenage boys is that they don’t know what’s best for them. That is what I learned from caring for Josh. Benny is the same, you’re his Mummy and he really needs you. So what are you going to do? Let your one and only son dehydrate because he is rebelling for his bottle huh?” – Auntie Jodie informed my Mummy in her slippery manner.

Mummy nodded in agreement:

“Sorry Jodie, it’s been a while since I was needed and loved. Being a Mummy to a nappied teenage boy is hard work, though it feels so rewarding. Benny needs me, more than ever now, and for the future.” – Mummy smiled to her sister.

Mummy grabbed the bottle from Auntie Jodie and then looked to her. Auntie Jodie nodded her head and walked up to me smiling.

“Sorry Benny, but Mummy only wants the best for her baby boy.” – Mummy softly spoke to me.

Auntie Jodie grabbed my nose and pitched it hard forcing me to open my mouth. Mummy then shoved the bottle teat into my mouth, I was forced to drink the potion I was lightly crying knowing that things are going to get so much worse for me and a new life awaits.

I drank all the ‘milk’.

“See what a big boy you can be if you want to?” – Mummy praised me as she again kissed my forehead then placing my new dummy back into my mouth.

Mummy and Auntie Jodie walked away to the sink to wash up and dry up. The potion now took affect: I looked round all seemed normal except for I placed my hands on the highchair tray and I couldn’t move my hand palms and fingers; they are now weak!

I began to automatically drool from my mouth through my dummy just like a real baby – or in my Auntie’s case ‘A retard’. I then began to try to move my feet, but I couldn’t gather the strength and mentality to do the simple of movements, not even my thighs.

I was shit scared, and given the latter I felt a sick feeling inside my tummy, you know, the feeling when you ride a rollercoaster and that feeling gets your gut, well this is happening to me right now, I wasn’t in pain or experiencing a cramp, it felt like my insides: my bladder and bowels were slowly changing and reducing…only time will tell.

Mummy and Auntie Jodie finished washing and drying the dishes etc. Both women then walked over to me:

“Let’s unstrap my big boy ay?” – Mummy cooed as Auntie Jodie unstrapped me from this beastly highchair.

Just as I was about to leave the highchair (with great difficulty) Josh has awoken and entered the kitchen to seek his breakfast, only to wear my clothing from my suitcase!

“Morning Ben, morning Auntie Linda and morning mum.” – Josh announced as like everything was normal.

Auntie Jodie cuddled her teenage son – my cousin who one cannot forget a year ago was in my position.

“Hse lothes re ine!” – (Those are my clothes!) I declared pointing my right index finger with hard strength, as I then gasped. I’m losing my speech of English.

“They were your clothes honey. You see Benny because of your new medical condition; it’s not wise for Mummy to dress you in casual teenage clothing, even more so now that you’ll be wearing and using nappies. It’ll be hard for Mummy to change you. Auntie Jodie had a great idea to swap your clothing with Josh’s old clothes upstairs; it’s save each-other money to buy new clothes. There are many more new cute little boys clothing upstairs for you to keep. Adding to that Auntie Jodie and Josh will be returning with us tomorrow, for Josh to pick and take your old clothing in your bedroom at his choice, even your old boxer shorts, since soon enough Josh will regain his potty training after his horrific ordeal. Not to worry baby Mummy has got it all sorted.” – Mummy informed me as more tears pours down my young cheeks.

Auntie Jodie winked at me as she cuddled Josh.

“Right then Benny, it’s a big day for you.” – Mummy rejoiced.

I looked up to Mummy in confusion.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” – Mummy smiled.

“I’m going to make Josh and us some breakfast Linda.” – Auntie Jodie told Mummy.

“Sure, I get Benny into his new playpen in the living room and I’ll be with you.” – Mummy commented to her sister.

“He might need a nappy change first.” – Auntie Jodie laughed.

Mummy placed her right index finger into my nappied crotch.

“You’re right my widdle boy is soaked.” – Mummy told herself.

“Come on Benny Mummy needs to change your nappy.” – Mummy softly spoke down to me as I still sat on the highchair.

Mummy placed out her hand. I was scared for I have nearly lost the strength in my fingers, toes, feet, hands, arms, and thighs. I hesitated.

Mummy leaned forward and grabbed me underneath my armpits:

“Who’s a cute Mummy’s boy? Benny is!” – Mummy cooed to me affectionately.

I fell onto the kitchen floor, my nappied bottom was on the ground, I looked up and everyone and everything seemed to be larger.

“Crawl with Mummy to the living room so I can change your bum-bum.” – Mummy cooed. I managed to crawl, a lot harder than I did moments earlier on the landing and the stairs for now I had hardly any strength, maybe I was becoming lighter in weight, if so? Mummy would soon be able to carry me in her arms!

I followed Mummy which took me near 5 minutes to crawl from one room to the other. Mummy produced Josh’s old large Disney adult changing mat and something that looked like a nappy changing bag!

“Is my baby boy ready for Mummy to put you in a new clean and fresh nappy?” – Mummy cooed sweetly to me.

I smiled to Mummy and nodded, I crawled a bit further towards her as she readily waits to take on her motherly nappy duty…

This story is written by Croc.

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Showing off my diaper butt And Can’t catch me!

Can't catch me!

Can’t catch me!

Somehow I doubt it Sparks…

Sparks: pichu90

Draw by: pichu90


Sorry Sparks but i think it is weary easy to catch you because i dont think you can run so fast whit that poofy diaper that you have on your bottom.  I bet you even have a hard time to walk right to and that you have a toddler walk witch is normal when you have that type of poofy and cute diaper bottom :)

Showing off my diaper butt

Showing off my diaper butt

pichuboy wants to show the world his cute little diapered behind X3.

Pichu: pichuboy

Draw by: pichu90


Yes pichuboy you have a weary cute diaper butt and i bet the hole world would like to pat it to and here the crinkle from it and maybe later the squishy sounds when it is wet.

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Baby Matt

Baby MattMatt  is  a baby now?Definitely this work was done by the twins!Matt honed his own youth  formula ,to stay transformed into a baby a little  more  longer!But the twins before going to the summer school, threw some drops of that formula in  Matt’s coffee!

Then, Richard and the boss decided to put a diaper on Matt and besides, he was enrolled with a certificate that explains everything!
Which  means that Matt will  be  a baby pup in a entire week!
(This advance youth formula lasts a week!)Lol!

Lineart by Victor/colors by nelson88


Awww poor Matt seems that he is going to be a baby now for some time and that is nothing he can do about it. Wounder if the twins is going to give Matt some more youth formula by the end off the week?

I think that is something that is going to be easy if they decide to do it special now when he drinks from a cute little baby bottle.

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