Looking down at my diapers always makes me think about the boy I’ve become. I think about my training and what I’ve learned. I think about who I was before and who I am now. Drool drops down from my pacifier after a while and I stare at the bulk of my diapers that have come to be the normal outline of my crotch. I think about my boy bits tucked inside and can’t remember the last time I tried to be a top or a big boy. About how I’ll never be like that again, living my new life where my boy bits are left to sit in wet padding while I learn the difference between me and big boys. I think about how I’ll probably be like this forever because daddy says that being back in diapers is the best thing for me. I think about how I’m becoming more dependent on my diapers the longer I’m kept in them. I think about how I get put in extra thick nighttime combinations of disposable and cloth diapers and plastic pants because I’m a heavy wetter and need 3 layers to keep my sheets dry. Knowing that for me to be undressed in front of anyone at anytime for diaper checks and changes is innocent for me and a normal routine part of my everyday life. About how waking up every morning to being undressed or halfway through my diaper change sets the tone of my day. All day every day revolves around being a diaperboy and I’m so accustomed to it now that I can’t envision life another way.

    I don’t see myself as a big boy anymore. I see myself dressed in my clothes, diapered and drooling from a pacifier and see myself as a little boy. A little boy who needs his daddy in charge. Everyone else sees me and thinks the same. I’m known and expected to be in diapers and probably wet. Constant pats on my padded butt and comments about how cute I look. Random diaper checks and getting changed when daddy says. Doing what daddy says to do and learning that Diaperboys have nothing to be embarrassed about. Being dressed and undressed 5 or 6 times a day and coming to understand that being seen on your back, feet held in the air and your boy bits on display to be wiped down and baby powdered to get a fresh and dry diaper back on you is just a normal part of your daily routine. Coming to accept that you’re in diapers because daddy was right, you really do belong in them and they are what’s best for you.

    I see myself as a boy who’s just as he belongs. A boy who’s happy to sit on the floor, drool through his pacifier, admire his diapers bulk and the colorful printed baby clothes he wears. I can’t see myself being a big boy or being out of diapers anymore. I only see a little boy in diapers and that’s all others see too.

    I had a lot taken away at first when I was put back in diapers but I’ve gotten a lot back. Just in other things, and they’re better. I’m a natural submissive but I was hard to train and daddy knew it. He knew that diapers would work and made the decision to start and follow through on using it to train me to be the best boy I can be. Diaper discipline to train stubborn boys really works and I’m proud to be the boy that gets it

    Thanks, daddy.

    Your boy.



    Casper pooping in diaper story

    You're casually playing with a bunch of lion plushies around the nursery. "Rawrrr! My mane is fluffier than yours! Just look how-Mfff!-" You stop mid-sentence and intentionally push for some reason, you quit pretending to be Gerald the Lion when you feel a sudden cramp in your tummy, it's uncomfortable and thankfully you just know how to make it stop. It’s became so easy to you for fixing such a problem. You set the furry animal down and got into your regular squatting position with your diaper on full display for anyone that may walk in. This is definitely your favorite part of the day, filling up the back of your diaper for mommy! She's going to be so proud! You just love to make her happy! You suckle on your pacifier and start to grunt and push as the poop falls into the backseat of your diaper. Breathing heavily through your paci and clenching your fists as you continue the babyish deed. Your diaper expands from the giant mess and balloons out making more room. It starts to spread all around inside your diaper begenning to push it’s way up to the front. You continue to bite down on your pacifier and enjoying the thrill of going SO MUCH in your dinosaur diaper! The new nursery smell radiates the room of baby powder and baby poopies. Just as your catching your breath and getting ready for round 2, the door knob turns as your mommy walks in getting a big whiff of what her baby just created for her. No knocking needed since baby’s don’t need privacy.

    “Uh oh! What is that I smell? Is someone making presents for me.” She said looking down at my diaper that’s turning brown. She stops when she notices the grunts start coming back. “Oh- my baby is really gonna give me a big mess to clean up, huh? Just let it all go in your diaper sweetie.” She smiles and just stood there watching the show. You gave one more biiiiiiiig push and completely filled your diaper front to back! You sigh in relief from your biggest accomplishment of the day. “Hard day at work? She said giggling. “Take a seat baby, it’s okay; just rest your little tooshi. You did a great job for mommy.” You obeyed and plopped your diapered butt onto the hardwood floor and felt the poop spread around in every direction on your bottom.

    You look down at the big warm and stinky diaper you created with a big cheeky smile! You just LOVE your DIAPERS so much! Your diapers are so squishy when you sit down! You turn around to show mommy your stinky bottom. “I made a poopy! I made a poopy!” You chanted. “Yes, yes you did little one! You did such a great job!” Mommy stated.

    “Lay down for me baby boy, I’m gonna change your diaper on the floor this time”. Mommy said as she hovered over you and ticked your tummy. “Who’s my stinky boy?” You blushed while trying to hide your diaper. Mommy smiled looking at you failing from trying to cover the diaper with your shirt. “Oh, is it you? Are you my stinky boy? Don’t be shy, this is normal for a baby like you, you don’t know any better.” She said kissing your tummy. “Mwah! Now let’s get this butt all cleaned up!”

    I don’t know about you, but I bet this island would make for a sweet skate park with just a little work. We’ll just need to install some rails here and there, a little pavement, and then kill all the native Sahuagin seafolk so their tridents won’t trip me up while I’m shredding the ramps. I think I’ll call it Uncle Gnarly’s Skate Haven. 

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