Some boys like pink.
Some boys like pink.
My very soggy diaper after I couldn't hold back the whole glass of water i drank last night!
Gonna get changed into a fresh diaper for the day! Gotta get my coffee now!
puppygirl selfbondage in cage
just doing a little bit of selfbound time in the doggycage, diapered up and such with remote-control toys.
Feel free to vote for the timed-locks if you want.
The amount of times my butt has been smacked at work leaves little doubt that my coworkers know I'm diapered or at the least suspect there's something odd about my butt😅
Fresh diapee for me! I just chugged an entire bottle of water so I won’t be dry for long 🥰
This diaper feels heavy.
Mayne your face could help? 😏
I'm not wet mama.... I don't need my diaper changed
Anyone else have this problem????
They're feeling so good when they're soggy :)🚼
Thought for the day on my blog
When your only having formula for meals and you burp, it’s not a taste you want to relive.
Pj type of day
Guess how thick this diaper was
🎶 It’s a beautiful morning! 🎶
It was one of those Corona-induced home office days. I worked in the guest room at my desk, my Honey worked in the living room at the dining table. Actually those were nice days. I could wear diapers 24h and Honey took care of me touchingly. Around 2pm she came into my improvised office.
"Baby, it's time for a diaper check. Get up."
I stood up, She unzipped my pants and pulled them down to my knees along with the plastic pants. She pulled open my Betterdry on my belly and looked inside, then kneaded the diaper on my bottom a bit.
"Yes, it's almost full. Take your pants all the way off and come with me over to the bedroom."
Once there, she had already spread out the changing pad on the bed and gotten a fresh diaper and wet wipes from the closet. I lay down and she put off the adhesive strips, cleaned me up with wet wipes, and lovingly and routinely wrapped me again. When she was done, she screwed up her face and grabbed her back.
"You baby, changing your diapers is killing me. I'm not getting any younger, bending over is making my back ache more and more."
"Oh honey you poor thing, do you want me to change my own diapers more often?"
"No baby, I would like to be in control. But I have an idea. Will you come with me?"
I put my pants back on and walked behind her. She opened the door to our utility room. The room was tiled and against one wall was our washer, dryer, laundry basket and two pantry shelves. On the opposite wall was a sink.
"Baby, what do you think about us setting up a diaper changing area for you here. Next to the sink we could put an appropriately high massage table where I can change you, next to it there would be room for a shelf for your diapers and care items. There are still a few packages of diapers in the corner anyway. We could hide the washing machine and the storage shelves behind a curtain. It'll make it look a little cozier."
"Honey, I doubt it will be really cozy, but I actually like your idea. Even if I change myself. Also that you can wash your hands directly is practical. Actually, I can't understand why we didn't think of it until now."
Over the next few days, we procured the material. Shelf, a small wall console, a small shelf and curtain fabric in the Swedish furniture store and a folding massage table from the Internet. Honey insisted on the folding function, so we could take the table with us on vacation sometimes. Friday evening Honey cut the curtain for the washing machine from the fabric.
The following Saturday we put up the shelf and attached the console to the wall next to the sink. Honey then insisted on setting up the rest herself to surprise me.
Honey kept me on tenterhooks. The usual afternoon change still took place on the bed, in the evening we first watched TV comfortably on the couch. Around 22:30h Honey took my hand and said, "Come on baby, I'll pack you up for the night now and show you your surprise."
"Okay, I'll go to the bathroom first then, brush my teeth?"
"No baby, that's not necessary, just come with me."
In the new changing room, I was amazed. Honey had filled the entire height and width of the shelf with my diaper supplies. The middle shelf held supplies like wet wipes, creams and boosters. On the console was the current package of wet wipes, a package of disposable gloves, cream and but also toothbrush, toothpaste, my deodorant, face and hand cream and a baby wash lotion. In the small shelf that we had placed under the sink were new towels and washcloths. Now I also know what was in the package I had accepted for Honey this week. There was also a large towel on the massage table. On the other side of the sink was a large trash can, above it on a hook, thin plastic bags for the wet diapers to tear off attached.
"Honey, you did a great job. The towels are a bit much for brushing teeth, though."
"Baby, wait and see, you're going to get some extra loving treatment today. I want you to strip down to your diaper and lay on the cot."
I was very excited and did as Honey said. Honey ran warm water into the sink, added some of the baby wash lotion and put on disposable gloves.
She opened my diaper, pulled it out from under me, folded it up and threw it into the trash can wrapped in a bag.
Now I lay naked in the chastity cage in front of her.
"Now we want to wash you properly first," Honey said with a big grin.
"But I was in the shower this morning!" I replied. "You may continue to do that every two or three days to wash your hair. But we'll save time and water if we do it that way, at least on the days you're unlocked to wash. So far, I've been sitting around in the bathroom while you showered so you didn't mess around. Might as well do it myself."
Honey wrung out a washcloth and began washing me from top to bottom. Firmly she rubbed over my face, around my ears, over my torso, my legs and feet. Then she briefly unlocked my cage, took care of my pee-pee, and closed me up again in a flash. She had probably noticed that her treatment did not leave me cold. It was humiliating. Also it was not so pleasant because she rubbed firmly, but still I liked it and enjoyed it. After she had dried my front side with a towel I should turn around and she started the same procedure on my back side. She took special care of my butt crack, which made the space in the cage even tighter. When I was also dried on the back, I turned again and she wrapped me expertly in a nighttime diaper with booster.
"Oh it's good for the back. Wonderful my baby." She pulled up my plastic pants and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "There, now get up and brush your teeth some more. I'll do that in the bathroom too. And then shoo to bed."
"Thanks Honey, that makes me feel so much cleaner."
"Sure baby, see you in a bit!"
I brushed my teeth and went to bed. A little while later Honey lay down with me. I turned to her and gave her a long kiss. "Thank you Honey, your treatment was quite arousing." She beamed at me. "I thought you would like it, I was happy to do it. You'll get it regularly now."
"Thank you, I love you very much, would you like to make love to me?"
"Sure baby, nothing would be better."
Honey was still lying on her blanket. I gently took off her pyjama pants and caressed her with my tongue. For of course, I remained locked today as well. We had a great time that night.
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