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Boy – My ABDL Life

Doubling diapers and distractions

Doubling diapers and distractions

Draw by emeritus_terciel

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16523861/

Yes you maybe wet your diaper quickly but it seems to be pretty thick to so it should have plenty of rooms left so i dont know way you need to have a double diaper. At lest now you are going to be leak safe for a couple of hours.

Wet diaper change in public

1412874401823Source: http://z3.invisionfree.com/future_battles/index.php?showtopic=376&st=10

It look like this adult baby boy have end up in a public diaper change bay his caretaker. The diaper really look like it needs to be change the front look all wet and squishy now i bet he only hope that the couple that walks bay white there dog dont look on there side. If they do they should notes that this big boy get a diaper change.

You can find more good drawing here they have many good ones there.

Fussy babies are alway a big challenge

Fussy babies are alway a big challenge

Believe it or not y’all, my first experience as a bottom was with a Daddy. Before that and even a bit after, I was sooo sure I was a dom. I tried hard to ignore my subby desires. One day I couldn’t ignore them anymore. So I drove unexpected to Daddy M’s House. He happened to be the daddy of mine and when I poured my heart out to him, it goes without saying that he was shocked; delighted too, but still shocked. He put his hand around me and asked me about my limits, desires, and littleness. As he started to undress me that day, Daddy M told me he knew exactly how to handle Babyboys who are too big for their britches. ~Crash

Story by squeakpigsrevenge
Fussy babies are alway a challenge. The first time I played with Crash he fussed nearly the entire time. Back chat got him thoroughly spanked early in the day, which I’d hoped would calm his behavior. No such luck. He fussed and sassed and pouted until I’d had enough and decided a diaper change and a temperature check would hopefully push him into the good boy headspace he clearly wanted into. He blushed prettily but laid down willingly enough onto the changing mat, lying mostly still as I untaped his diaper and lifted his legs into the changing position. However the calm was short lived as he felt the slicked thermometer press at his most private part. He squawked and cried, trying to put his legs down and wiggle off the table. I kept him anchored with a firm grip on his little boy wee and began to spank (firm pats) his grapes, scolding him all the while. The naughty little thing squirted all over my hand and his own tummy. I continued to spank well past the afterglow, eliciting real tears.

Needless to say, I had a very well behaved boy after that.

Art by arkhamsdiaperpail

Source for everything: http://crashageplay.tumblr.com/post/99210836897/believe-it-or-not-yall-my-first-experience-as-a

Bad boys deserve to get there bare bottom spanked before the diaper gets on.

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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