Isn’t true 😊
Isn’t true 😊
In case you don't know, this literally happened in Brazil. One of the first fatal victims of COVID-19 was the maid of an upper-class woman who had just arrived from Italy and knew she had the symptoms.
What are some of your deepest abdl related fantasies?
Oh gosh! Promise not to judge?
I want to be made diaper dependent. I want to be forced into diapers after an ‘accident’. The type of accident where you have complete control over when I go to the bathroom and I keep telling you I need to go and it gets to the point where I’m begging but you still don’t let me.
And then I loose control.
And you tell me that since I can’t control myself I need to be in diapers and then the next time I ask to go to the toilet you’d snuggle me and tell me to go right there because I’m already protected.
I just want to have so many accidents that I start to not notice my bladder or my tummy telling me I need to go.
I want to sit on your lap and not even realize I’ve gone til you start pressing my diaper against me.
That’s Lulu’s deepest fantasy! Maybe one day it can be a reality though.
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Love em
DELETE THIS NOW!
Lmfao
I HATE WHOEVER IS RESPONSIBLE
*Giggle* This was so necessary to reblog!
Yeah, but usually I’m more into methodical teasing and build-up like:
with the occasional
This just keeps getting better
Lmao. Bye!
but then sometimes you be with these chicks who act like they ain’t never going to cum but you hanging in there, with you hand and forearm cramping up just determined as fuck
and then finally all those wrist curls and pull ups pay off and you bring her house fucking house down
and you just take a bow like a fucking champion even if no one is around!
Stahp
Omg it got better 😂😂😂
I HATE THIS POST 💀💀💀💀
#justice
That’s right, keep it going 👍🏾
Okay I wasn’t going to reblog this until the end.
I didn’t think this post could have gotten better. I was wrong
wow lol
It got even better 😂
Omg you fuckers made it better
You people are amazing
DAYS LATER
your hand is still a little sore…
but was it worth it? *remembers her moaning, yelling, cumming, flopping around, turning into butter in your hand*
HELL FUCKING YEA!
Damn this is on point!!!
Lol there’s more !!! 😂😂
might be the greatest Tumblr post ever
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 this post gives me life
I just spit my chocolate milk fam😂😂😂
How can you not reblog this
OMG..
BAHAHAHAHAAA
@dxilydose I think the original post took steroids
IT GOT BETTER @lifes-a-sport
I CANT DEAL WITH THIS 😂😂😂
@lokisredledger this reached a whole new level xD
@i-am-the-agonist I’m dying xD
Woah longest message i ever read
Must Reblog!!!
My life is done. I can die happy.
I don’t care… I just need to reblog this XD
Damn, that cartoon has now been wrecked, I’ll never watch it the same way again.
Thank you
REBLOG IF YOU'RE WEARING A DIAPER RIGHT NOW
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Easy and Fun AB/DL At-Home Fun!
This has been a crap year with tons of stress. Why not relax with a little sexy at- home fun?
A few ideas might be a BIT risque but never, ever push yourself or your partner into anything that will actually result in public exposure, exposure to unwilling parties, or a lack of safety.
Remember that these are just some ideas, and you're welcome to expand this. Want to focus on more adult fun? Absolutely! Prefer sfw age regression without as much titillation? Completely ok too!
Just remember that no matter how bad the year is, how busy you are, or how much you're struggling, there are STILL fun stuff exciting ways to play together at home, or even long distance (heck: skype is a great baby monitor, just saying...) you can STILL enjoy yourself and your ABDL fun side! All you need to do is try!
So good luck, and as always stay happy, stay healthy, and stay kinky!
-scribbler
Power Exchange ideas with your little
My love for the Internet has ruined my sense of humor because I’ve been laughing at this meme for the past five minutes.
"two more years and you'll be done with school and I'll be making history"
:)
No everyone go back to fawning over Delilah.
Upsides of Dating AB/DLs
TONS MORE…DON’T YOU SEE? Sooooooooo many upsides!
True story
I reblog this every time #diapersarebest
Reblog if your blog is safe for trans followers.
Georgia Voters *who voted in the November 2020 Election* are finding themselves PURGED from voter records.
This video explains how to check this and how to re-register
Deadline to re-register is Dec 7th
Voters from georgia, check your status.
Boost the hell out of this. GOP wins by cheating and disinformation.
Dude honestly idgaf y'all politicians can fuck 6 people at once and tweet about it just make sure everyone can afford their prescriptions and I'm good
Sometimes you just gotta put down the happy looking facade, wipe off the fake smile, drop the superficial smalltalk and actually tell someone that you're not okay.
This is so incredibly true. We all put on a happy face from time to time. Some more often than others. But we have got to know that it is ok to stop pretending and start seeking help. :)
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“Oh, yeah? You still think you’re going to win this? You really think this coffee’s gonna make me pee my pants before you, I don’t knowhave an accident of your own?”
We were a strange pair, Naomi and me. Gay? Of course. Kinky as fuck? Hell yeah. Given to dares and pranks? You bet. And so, when one day I’d read some oddly hot piece of erotica online that happened to include diapers, I’d been intrigued - and ordered a bag off Amazon the very next day. Just to try, of course. Bet Naomi wouldn’t be brave enough to put one on…
Oh, but she did. “You know, I don’t know why we didn’t try these sooner,” she’d smirked, giving my freshly padded butt a smack. “So cute and babyish, too! And you know, I bet I can find a few ways to get you all wet inside there like a naughty little girl…” I’d giggled and smacked her butt back, and before you knew it, we’d tumbled onto the bed and started making out. I regret to say that the diapers themselves didn’t last long, but we sure as hell had a lot of fun.
“You know, I bet you I could make you actually piss yourself in one of these,” I’d announced a few days later, after seeing the pack sitting haphazardly on the floor in our “kink closet”. “I mean, like not deliberately pee just to prove a point. I mean, actually try to hold it and finally lose control.” She’d raised an eyebrow. “You mean, like that Japanese thing? Omo-what’s-its-name? Like all desperate and crossing my legs and stuff?” I’d smirked and nodded. “Yep! What’s more, I dare you to…” Oh, that got her interested. And after a bit of back-and-forth, it was decided. We’d both put one on at the same time before bed Friday night, go to sleep, and then the first one to end up clearly, demonstrably soiling their diaper would be the loser. And, to add some spiciness to it, the winner would get to decide the loser’s punishment…
Oh, I was sure I’d win. I never drank much in the evenings anyway after supper, and while we both drank coffee first thing in the morning, it always seemed to affect her bladder far more than mine. By ten that night all I’d had to drink had been a great orange mocktail Naomi had whipped up for supper, and I was riding high as I taped on my diaper. “See you in the morning, Miss Puddle-Pants,” I teased, slipping into bed beside my equally-padded companion. This was going to be great.
Until this morning, that is. After a night of oddly uncomfortable and disturbing dreams, I stumbled blearily out of bed at eight with a suddenly painful gut-ache, only to find my beautiful Naomi coffee cup in hand and immaculately dry diaper around her waist. “Sleep well?” she smiled serenely. “Oh, no! You don’t look so good now, babe… What’s the matter?” An audible gurgle from my stomach and a sudden cramp that almost doubled me over answered her. “God, I feel like shit,” I managed. “Babe, I’ve gotta take this thing off. I feel like I’m gonna burst any minute…”
Her smile widened slowly. “Oh, do you now? That’s funny, because I thought you said you were going to win this thing. Having second thoughts? Maybe it was something you ate…or drank?” She paused and put on a thoughtful expression. “You know, I’m sure I don’t know anything about what might have ended up in a certain drink you had last night…” Oh, shit. “Wait, what? Did you- You mean-” She nodded sagely. “Oh, yeah. Don’t tell me you didn’t suspect a thing? I mean, everybody knows that a nice big dose of magnesium citrate slips very nicely into a fizzy drink… Don’t they? I mean, a dose as big as you had last night will be more than enough to have you shitting your brains out!”
I whimpered as another wave of cramps threatened to make me lose it right there. “Please, Naomi, please! I’m begging you, please! You win, okay?” I started fumbling with the tapes - only to find that a layer of clear tape had been deftly secured over them - apparently sometime during the night. “Now, now, we can’t have you cheating!” she scolded good-naturedly, swatting my hands away. “I had to make sure you couldn’t bail when the cramps hit…” I gulped, aghast at the deviousness of her plan. “You…you…I can’t even…” I broke off as another wave of cramping began, and my control began to crumble. “Oh, no. No, no…!”
As a torrent of smelly mush exploded involuntarily into the seat of my diaper, I caught a glimpse of Naomi’s smirking face. “Phew-ee! Guess we know for sure who the loser is now, don’t we?“
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