Freddysghost - Baby Nami

Always read ALL the contest information

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“Smile for the camera sweetie.” Sally’s mom said to her as she continued to pout.

Sally’s mom worked for a photography company. During take your daughter to work day Sally had gotten bored and began looking through some of the paperwork on her moms office when she came across a document from Nintendo USA. Apparently they had commissioned her moms company to photograph the winner of a contest. Curious Sally got out her phone and after some quick digging she managed find out more about the the contest. It seemed Nintendo was releasing a new line of Pokémon themed clothing and the winners of the contest would get to model the clothing for advertisements in Japan.

The contest seemed simiple enough. All you had to do was go online and complete a quiz about Pokémon. Sally grinned reading this. She often struggled at school but one thing she was good at was remembering things about Pokémon, both the anime and the games. So Sally started up the quiz and answered all the questions.

“Ha, and people said my knowledge of Pokémon was useless. But now I’m going to be a fashion model in Japan!” Sally thought to herself as she filled out her information before submitting her contest entire.

After a few weeks Sally’s mom walked into her room.

“Um, Sally?” Her mom asked looking over at her.

“Yeah mom?” Sally asked looking up from her Nintendo switch.

“Did you enter the Pokémon fan contest Nintendo was holding?”

“Yes I did. Why? Did I win?!” Sally asked excitedly.

“Oh dear.” Sally’s mom said a little worriedly.

“I didn’t win, did I?” Sally said crestfallen.

“Well actually you did.” Sally’s mom said nervously.

“I did! Wait the. What’s the problem?”

“Sally did you read what type of clothing you’d be middling?”

“I skimmed it, why?”

Sally’s mom the. Went on to explain that the contest was meant for kids between between 5 and 10 with incontinent issues and that the clothing would be diapers and other childish clothing but the company was willing to have her model plus size variants of the clothing.

After hearing this Sally refused to model the clothing at first but eventually agreed after leaning that the photography company was set to loose a lot of money if she refused and under the condition that her mother be the one to photograph her privately.

Sally’s mom had taken her out of school the day of the photo shoot but it still didn’t make her feel less embarrassed about the clothing she was being made to wear. Next time she will definitely remember to read ALL contest information before entering.

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Thanks to @jsolano318 for providing the picture

Art by merunyaa

The differences between America and Canada

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My dad works for the military so we ended up moving around a lot over the years. The most resent move has been from LA to Vancouver. At the end of my last day of school before the move I began saying goodbye to my friends when the new transfer student from Canada asked to speak to me in private. She began telling me some spiel about Canadians not potty training their children and diapers being mandatory for anyone under the age of 21. She then lifted her skirt and showed that she was wearing a diaper as proof. Of course I laughed it off, I mean there’s no way that’s true right?

Well imagine my surprise a few weeks after we moved in when my new school uniform arrive and included with it was a pack of 25 teen sized diapers. Not just medical diapers mind you these looked like they were designed for teen sized babies! To make matters worse the uniform did very little to hid them!

My mom accompanied me to the principals office as part of my first day orientation. The principal understood my unique situation being from America and already being potty trained but explained that there were no student toilets at the school and introduced me to one of the school nurses who said that she was there to change my diaper should the need arise. I told her off saying that there was no way in hell that I’d ever willfully use a diaper like some baby. To which she just smirked and said “we’ll see”.

I had a few close calls during the first week but managed to keep myself from using any of the diapers that they were forcing me to wear as a part of the uniform. Luckily my parents didn’t make me wear them and I was aloud to wear my panties outside of school. But as the days went by I began to notice something strange. It started when I would wake up in the morning, for some reason I’d wake up to my panties moist and smelling like pee. I didn’t wet the bed it was just a little moist. At the time I chalked it up to not whipping properly before bed, but then I began to notice that whenever I needed to pee the tiniest amount would leak out causing my panties to become moist like in the morning. What the hell was going on. Then one day I woke up to find that I had wet the bed!

“It’s a fluke! A one time thing! I didn’t wet the bed! I’m not a baby like the rest of these Canadian losers!” I remember telling myself.

I quickly changed the sheets and put the wet ones in the wash before heading off to school. But my problems didn’t end there. During second period for some reason my bladder would not behave. It felt super full and begging for release! “What’s wrong with me I didn’t drink that much today. Did I not empty all of it onto my bed last night?” I thought as I struggled to hold it in. But it was too late. By the time the bell rang for lunch I had completely soaked my diaper and begrudgingly began my walk down to the nurses office to get changed.

“Ah. There you are.” The Nurse said looking over at me. “I was wondering when you’d finally find yourself here.” She said with a laugh. “Have a seat over there I’ll change you once I’m finished with this little one.”

After that day I started wetting all the time both during the day and at night. It wasn’t long until all my panties and other big girl clothes were thrown away and replaced by diaper and other Canada teen baby clothes. I guess it isn’t to bad though. Once I put my pride aside I actually managed to make some friends and while I still find the notion of a law mandating that everyone under the age of 25 to be in a car seat and not allowed in the front seat a little crazy the car seats themselves are quite comfortable.

“I still feel a little guilty about what we did.” My mom said to my dad as I listened to my music.

“I know honey but look how happy she is now. She’s fitting in at her new school, she’s making friends.” My dad said looking back at me.

“I know but putting those strange drugs in her food?”

“Well they were proscribed by the Nurse at her school so it’s like we just went out and started mixing medication on our own. Besides I read that almost all the food in Canada contains micro traces of the compounds the drugs are made of so it would have happened eventually. We just helped it along.”

“But if that’s true then are we at risk of becoming incontinent?”

“No. At the end of puberty the human body begins producing a hormone that neutralizes their affects. We’ll be fine and so will she. Trust me.”

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A sequel to my caption about a girl moving from Canada to America. This time it’s the reverse with a girl from America moving to Canada.

Art by Rocket Manatee.

Image: Rocket Manatee www.cushypen.com

It was the start of a new season. The tree tops blazed with autumn foliage. A crisp breeze plucked a quivering bronzed leaf and carried it gently to the path which crossed the park in a great sweeping motion, like a giant rocking a baby to sleep.

The leaf made a satisfying crunch under Maisey's boot. She giggled loudly with childlike ignorance to the fact bystander's turned to see why a 23 year old young women was seemingly as delighted to be kicking up leafs and splashing in puddles as a little child would be.

She turned to her partner, Amelia, and grinned wildly, seeking praise for her accomplishment.

"Well done baby. That one matched your cute little hair clips." Amelia beamed and squeezed her partners hand, she was pleased with how well Maisey seemed to be taking the recent adjustment in their relationship dynamic and lifestyle. Not only was it the start of a new season but autumn also marked the turning of a new leaf in this chapter of their life's. After much deliberation, Maisey had agreed to become 'Mummy's Little Girl', full time, not just in the privacy of their own home.

They were each thankful this was something they could enjoy together. Whilst public displays of MD/LG and other ageplay dynamics weren't wholly mainstream, it was largely tolerated since the Regression Revolution.

For her part, Amelia was glad to be able to let her baby enjoy play outside and in a variety of settings, rather than it being confined to the home, which had lead to a frustrating bobbing in and out of Littlespace for Maisey previously.

Since embracing babyhood 24/7, including in public, Maisey could regress deeply without feeling like she had to hold a part of herself back incase she needed to switch back to being grown up.

Amelia had noticed the deep regression had effected Maisey in a number of ways. Shed was quicker to turn to tears if she was upset about something, but generally happier all round. She was less able to communicate way she wanted but her needs were simpler to take care off, generally constant cuddling and attention seemed to do the trick. Her libido didn't seem to be effected but thick diapers were a means of chastity, stopping Maisey from touching herself inappropriately.

Amelia remembered her little girl hadn't needed a diaper change before they had left home but they had been walking for some time now and she knew there would be tears if Maisey leaked and had to waddle home in wet socks.

"Baby. Can you come here for a second?" Amelia asked.

"Why Mummy?"

“I have to check you diaper sweetie."

Maisey obediantly stood on the spot and dutifully held her skirt as Amelia lifted it and then probed the leg guards of the diaper cover.

"Yep, just as I suspected. The sog monster snuck in when we weren't looking."

"Oh no. Not Again!“ Maisey giggled and squeezed her thighs to feel the squish of her heavily wet diaper. Amelia was curious to know if Maisey could even tell when she was wetting herself recently? She supposed eventually Maisey would be completely reliant on diapers after continuously wearing them.

"Let's get you changed."

Amelia toted her diaper bag and led them over to a bench which would make a suitable impromptu changing table. Maisey sat on the bench with a squish and swung her legs around so that her mummy could undo the snaps of her diaper cover. She loved how being Little meant that in exchange for generally being well behaved and obediant, her Mummy took care of all the little responsibilities, allowing her to be carefree like a child. She never had to worry about holding her bladder incase she over soaked her diapers because Amelia would always be looking out for her.

"Let's see what the damage is." Amelia said to herself as she pulled back the diaper cover to reveal the saturated cloth padding beneath.

"Can we see the duckies before we go home?“ Maisey asked as her diaper area was wiped.

"We sure can!" Amelia answered enthusiastically. She laughed to herself and how innocent her Little One had become. When they'd starter their kink journey together being changed in public would have been mortifying for Maisey but here she was now, just like any other baby, albeit bigger.

"Yay! I love you Mummy."

I bought some new overalls, the only trouble was hiding my diapers so I just decided to let my diaper flag fly. What do you think? Good look?? 😘😘😘🦄🦄🦄

Outfit Of The Day… I’d wear pants but they won’t fit 🥺🎀

Nanny’s Notes: The ‘Clothespin’ Method (A Diaper Punishment Technique)

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Nanny’s Notes: The ‘Clothespin’ Method — A Diaper Punishment Technique

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Have you ever found yourself babysitting one of your ‘little’ ones, and found yourself becoming irked by their eagerness or impatience to be changed out of their soggy or messy diapers?

I have.

After all, so much of what’s delightful about regressing and humiliating a little one with a regimen of ongoing diaper punishment, is forcing them to experience the true, authentic, infantile embarrassment and shame of wearing and filling their diapers like a naughty toddler, despite being an adult.

And a key part of that experience I seek to impose on my naughty little ones is the genuine helplessness that comes with them filling their diapers and being forced to waddle around in their soggy (even poopy!) diaper mess, until their caregiver decides to grace them with a diaper change.

Therefore, I’ve outlined three methods below which I recommend to fellow caregivers to help them better successfully impose the unique ‘double-punishment’ of diaper punishment—that is forcing your charge to not only use their diapers, but fully experience the infantile helplessness of toddling around in their shameful, messy diaper, waiting to be changed.

The first two methods are more straightforward, but it’s the third method—the one undoubtedly the most devious and novel of the three—that has most inspired me to share these notes today.

1) The ‘Spontaneous Check’ Method

The first method is the most straightforward and routine. It is often recommended as the first ‘go-to’ method of diaper-change-restriction in diaper-punishment / forced-regression punishment regimens.

The basics of the method can be described thusly:

— The charge is never permitted to ask for a diaper change for any reason, at any time, no matter what.

— Instead, like a baby, they must be organically ‘checked’ and properly ‘discovered’ to be wet or messy by their caregiver.

— It is then solely at the discretion of the caregiver if and when to change them.

Of course, any unauthorized requests for a diaper change on behalf of a charge to their caregiver must necessarily be met with the most severe of discipline.

Through this method, the charge grows to learn and internalize the infantile helplessness of knowing that when their diaper is changed is never up to them in any way, shape or form—no matter how soggy, messy, stinky, embarrassing, uncomfortable or otherwise their diaper is for them.

2) The ‘Timer’ Method

A second, slightly more involved method, is one I term ‘The Timer Method’.

It’s applicable to caregivers who may still wish for their charge to exert some responsibility about alerting their caregiver to when they need a change, while also still implementing a systematized sense of humiliating helplessness for the little about the state of their messy diaper.

The basics of this method can be described as the following:

— Every time the charge reports to their caregiver to inform them that they are in need of a diaper change, the caregiver starts a secret timer randomly set between 1 and 60 minutes. The timer and the amount of time set is to only be visible to the caregiver, never to the charge.

— The caregiver then tells their little (after checking and teasing them about their messy diaper) that they will change them ‘soon’, and in the meantime, the little should ‘go play.’ 

— The caregiver will then wait for the hidden, randomly-set timer to finish counting down before approaching their little one again for their change.

For the charge, they will experience the unique sense of frustration and helplessness of not knowing if they’ll be sitting in their poopy mess for one more minute… or one more hour.

Just imagine the look on your little one’s face, when after 20 minutes of anxiously trying to avoid sitting in the poopy mess in the back of their diaper, they finally give up and suffer the embarrassment of sitting and smushing in it anyway. Only to find out just another minute later that their caregiver was just about to finally change them!

Both the routine nature of the imposed diaper change denial period—combined with the random nature of the exact amount of time imposed—will impress a consistent sense of humiliation and helplessness, reinforced when it comes to every single one of your little’s diaper changes.

After all, they will always be forced to wait some duration of time not controlled or known by them. Your little one will be forced to come to terms with the fact that the only thing they know… is that they don’t know. 

In response, they will grow to internalize an authentic sense of ongoing helplessness about the state of their soggy or messy diapers. Thus, constantly psychologically reinforcing their status to them as the pathetic, stinky, diaper-messing baby who is totally dependent on their caregiver.

One more note on the above described method:

Under such a regimen, the caregiver must of course be vigilant for any attempts on behalf of the charge to ‘cheat’ the system by reporting for a diaper change prior to actually needing one, then choosing to use their diaper just before their actual change, in order to avoid actually being subjugated to a random duration of waddling about in their shameful mess.

To prevent this, it’s important that the caregiver accurately check the state of the charge’s diaper before starting the random, hidden timer.

If the charge is requesting a change before actually needing one, it’s important they immediately be subjected to a firm round of severe discipline to nip such deceitful behavior in the bud. 

For example, you might punish them with an extra large, soapy enema, force them to release it in the very diaper they said was already full, and then require them to sit in their filth for an extra long time out.

That way, you can explain to them with a smirk, “Now you know what a full diaper really feels like, you naughty little stinker!”

3) The ‘Clothespin’ Method

The third and final method that I am excited to share with you today is the one that most inspired me to write this post. I call it… The Clothespin Method.

(Warning: This method airs on the more… devious side. It’s not for everyone. 😉)

I have come to appreciate this particular method the most out of the above three because it provides something unique for a dominating caregiver that the other two methods don’t…

That is, it has the ability to inspire in your little one a genuine, baby-like desire to avoid having their diaper changed, no matter how uncomfortably wet or messy they currently are.

After all, could there be anything more cute than a little one under your care suddenly deliberately hiding and trying to avoid you ‘discovering’ their need for a change?

Is there anything more infantilizing that you can picture for your diapered charge, than for them to now be regularly sneaking off to the corner, making a ‘naughty stinky’, and genuinely trying to hide what they did in their pants afterwards like an actual toddler?

Just picture the way their face will turn red when you suddenly sniff the air nearby and loudly announce, “Uh-oh! I think I smell a stinky diaper! Does my little one need a change? Does my little one have a poopy diaper?”

Only for them to respond by insisting they don’t need a change! For them to be suddenly begging and fussing not to be changed out of their stinky mess!

And you’ll smirk as you approach them, pat their naughty, poopy butt, and lightly scold them for being such a naughty baby, trying to pretend they didn’t make a big mess.

Can you think of any behavior more exquisitely infantilizing? More divinely babyish?

I can’t either!

But how do you inspire such an authentic response from your charge?

How do you get them to genuinely seek to try to avoid diaper changes, no matter how messy they are?

After all, your charge is an adult, who no doubt not only resents being forced to wear diapers in the first place, but is certainly eager to escape their humiliating, mushy mess whenever they’re forced to make one.

The solution: The caregiver must institute a consistent practice of deliberately making their submissive’s diaper changes highly unpleasant for them.

In fact, in order to successfully inspire the authentic ‘change avoidance behavior’ described above, diaper changes must become so consistently unpleasant for your charge, that they begin organically trying to avoid them—even when it means them suffering the shame of waddling around in their poopy mess instead!

However, attempting to implement such a thing raises a catch-22 for the caregiver.

For the caregiver, a diaper change should still be defined by the essential, babyish elements that we caregivers love giving them for: The little propped up on the soft diaper changing table, the cool wipes cleaning their most sensitive parts, the essentially nurturing nature of the caregiving act itself.

After all, we caregivers revel in our little one’s humiliation at being tended to in such an intimate, infantilizing way.

So, how do we consistently and easily make our charge’s discomfort level sky-high, without also disturbing the essential nurturing nature of the diaper change process itself?

The answer lies in the simple brilliance of…

The Clothespin Method. The method is actually quite simple to implement, really.

All it requires you do is the following:

— Every time you lay your charge back for their diaper change… Snap a clothespin on their nipple for the duration of the change.

— Or perhaps two clothespins, one for each nipple.

— Or perhaps three, or four, or five, all placed anywhere their skin is sensitive.

Be creative! What is wonderful about this method is how easy it is to adapt to your specific situation, and you can use however many clothespins it takes to inspire the desired level of discomfort on behalf of your charge!

(By the way, most will find that just one clothespin is plenty, trust me.)

And that’s it!

How and why does this work?

Because the regularly applied clothespins immediately make diaper changes so unpleasant for your charge, they will begin actively avoiding them, no matter how badly they need one.

The second you first snap a clothespin on your little one’s nipple, they will instantly discover, that despite their incredibly innocent appearance, the pinching sensation the clothespin inflicts is exquisitely painful and unpleasant!

As a tool, clothespins have numerous specific advantages when it comes to regularly inflicting a desired level of temporary discomfort for your sub:

The pain the clothespins inflict is inherently superficial. (It’s highly unlikely they will result in any serious damage to a charge’s skin, so long as they are only left on for a short duration, and the skin is monitored and not broken.)

They are easy to adjust to the desired and appropriate pain threshold. (Less skin getting pinched is generally more painful. They are even easy to apply to your own skin on your own time to help you get a handle on how to best use them for your desired effect.) 

As an implement, the clothespins are very quick and easy for a caregiver to consistently implement during every diaper change. (As opposed to say, a spanking, which would require much more time and physical effort to perform at every change. Every tool has its place. 😉)

And clothespins are so innocuous and lightweight, they are easy to always carry with you in a diaper bag to implement for even public changes. (Again opposed to something like a spanking, which would be inherently more difficult to accomplish in a semi-public setting, such as a public restroom.)

And once again, despite their innocent appearance and lack of lasting damage, you’ll find that clothespins pack a serious punch for your submissive!

Within seconds after they first feel their pinch, your submissive will be squealing in disbelief that something so innocent looking could be so evil!

(For added effect, I highly recommend you buy some special, extra-cute, nursery-themed clothespins, like little ducky shaped ones! Or bright pink and baby blue ones! Won’t that be an extra humiliating thing for your submissive to regularly succumb to tears from?)

At first, during every diaper change, your little will no doubt scream and fuss and cry at the top of their lungs for you to take your evil little friends off of them. (At the start, you’ll no doubt have to also keep their hands and body tightly restrained to the table for the duration of their changes.)

But you won’t take them off.

Because you’re their caregiver, and you know what’s best!

They’ll soon come to dread your evil little clothespin friends with every fiber of their being. And in turn, they’ll grow to dread their diaper changes, knowing that’s when your evil little clothespin friends always come out to play.

(Which is not to say you shouldn’t ever take the clothespins out otherwise! For example, you might be inspired to start keeping the clothespins pinned to the hem of your dress or atop your apron—a constant visible reminder to your naughty little one that they best always be on their best behavior!)

And of course, your charge will likely scream and beg for you to tell them why. Why you’ve begun pinching them with your cruel little friends at every diaper change.

“Mommy!” They’ll fuss through teary eyes. “Why do I have to always get the clothespins during diapee changes, now?”

And if you’d like, you might respond with something like…

“Well, little one, Mommy’s clothespin friends are part of your punishment for still pooping your diapers, despite how old you are. This is a way for Mommy to remind you, that just because you poop and pee your diapees like a baby, and you still need Mommy to change your diapees like a baby, you still don’t deserve to be as comfortable as a baby when you’re getting changed. Instead, you deserve to always be a little punished for still being such a big baby at your age.”

Or, perhaps another explanation you might like…

“Well, honey, Mommy puts her little clothespin friends on you now because she saw you get a hard peepee the other day. I think that means you’re enjoying your diapee changes with Mommy a little too much, so to make sure you remember your place and stay a good baby, Mommy is going to keep putting these little reminder clothespins on you during every change to help make sure you remember to keep always being a good little baby during your diapee changes.”

And of course, alternatively, you can always just choose to simply give no explanation at all!

That is, despite implementing them at every change, never explain the reason for the clothespins to them. Don’t ever even address or hear their questions about them at all!

After all, you’re the one in charge! You don’t have to explain anything to them you don’t feel like explaining.

This will serve as a fantastically effective reminder to your little one that you’re the adult, they’re the baby, and the only thing they ever need to know is that you’re in charge, no matter what!

Whether you choose to give any sort of explanation or not, the clothespins will soon drive your sub mad with an overpowering sense of helplessness and embarrassment that they’re now terrified of their diaper changes. 

You’ll be amazed at how soon their behavior around having their diaper changed resembles that of a real, fussy toddler!

They’ll start quietly hiding from you in the corner when they know their soggy diaper is due for a change.

When playing with toys with their friends, they’ll frantically try to just continue playing, despite having just dropped a huge load in their pants, out of fear of you discovering their accident.

And they might even start fussing and screaming and crying every time you want to change their diaper—no matter how poopy they are—giving you the authentic feeling of chasing down a naughty little one who’s even too much of a baby to even want to get changed out of their squishy messes!

And you’ll giggle and laugh and tease them for being such a baby who loves their diapers, they don’t even want to get changed out of their soggy, poopy messes! 

And you’ll love every minute of their humiliating, infantilizing, diaper-dependent regression, because it all reinforces your total power over them, and makes it crystal clear for you and them and all the rest of the world…

They are your Little.

And you are their Big.

Enjoy!

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