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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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Pleasing daddy💦
I knew I wasn't allowed to, but I couldnt help myself. I am just Daddy's dumb little baby, after all. And dumb little babies couldn't help themselves.
Which is why i was kneeling at Daddy's feet, whining and whimpering pathetically. He was playing a game on his computer and i knew better than to interrupt, but my kitty was wet and I wasn't allowed to touch inside is my diaper under any circumstances.
"Daddy, please," I begged for the thousandth time.
He smirked as he continued to play his game. "Oh baby," he said mockingly. "You know that little babies don't get play time unless Daddy says so. And Daddy didnt say so, did he?"
I whimpered as tears of embarrassment and need stung my eyes. "No Daddy. But... but..."
"But what, baby?"
"I can't hewp it. My wittle cunny is all wet Dada."
"Well that's just too bad, isn't it kitten? Daddy said no, that means no naughty time for you. Now be a good little baby and keep quiet for Daddy." He reached down and grabbed my paci that was clipped to my onesie and popped it into my mouth.
A tear ran down my cheek as he turned back to his game, leaving me a squirmy mess on the floor. The aching between my legs only increased and I began to move to hips. With no friction, it didnt relieve my frustration in the slightest. I saw Daddy glance down at me but he didn't say anything.
After a minute of uselessly grinding my hips against the air, i scooted closer to Daddy. His attention didnt leave his screen. I slowly crawled closer until i was right beneath him. Still no reaction.
I carefully mounted his foot and whined as his leg pressed against my squishy diaper, pressing it against my princess parts. Slowly, i began rocking my hips, grinding and humping against him, letting out small gasps and whines.
I felt Daddy move a bit as he paused his game, sitting back to watch me. Glancing up at him, i looked back down quickly as my cheeks burned in embarrassment. I tucked my face against his knee and whined loudly in relief.
I continued to hide my face as tears of humiliation leaked down my cheeks at the thought of Daddy watching me behave like such a naughty little girl. After only a few minutes of me humping Daddy's leg like the dumb little baby that he loved to remind me i was, i felt him shift in his chair.
Unwilling to look up at him, i whined. Moments later, i felt his strong hand stroke the top of my head. His fingers ran through my hair, and he gently grabbed onto a thick handful. I whimpered as he tilted my head back, forcing me to look at him.
With an amused smirk, he spoke. "Hi Baby."
"Hi Daddy," I whimpered out around my paci, slowing but not stopping my movements.
"What's going on down there, hmm?"
I just whined, unable to articulate what I was doing.
"Oh, now you're being shy?" Daddy chuckled. "That's okay baby girl. Daddy knows exactly what you're doing. Being a very naughty girl, aren't you?"
I just nodded.
"Look at you. Humping Daddy's leg, desperate for Daddy to play with your kitty. That's what you want, isn't it? You want Daddy to touch your wet little kitty?" he said teasingly.
"Yes pwease Dada," I begged.
"Awww, what good manners," Daddy commented. "No, baby. Naughty girls dont get rewards, and they certainly dont get cummies. If you had only waited until Daddy was done with his game, he was going to play with your kitty while we watched a movie, but I dont think you deserve that now."
I whined in protest, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. "Daddyyyy, please!"
"No, love. You disobeyed Daddy. And i think I know exactly how to make sure it doesnt happen again any time soon." He eased his foot out from underneath my cunny and stood. I moved to do the same, but he shook his head. "Babies don't walk. Crawl, baby."
I blushed and nodded, crawling behind him as he led me from his office to my nursery. He stood beside my crib and smiled down at me. "Come on, Sweetheart."
Daddy helped me up into my crib, folding the sides down so it more resembled a babyish bed. I rested my head on my pillow, and Daddy guided my wrists and ankles to the corners of the mattress, securing them into the fluffy pink restraints.
"Thats more like it," he said with a smile, leaning down to kiss my forehead. He climbed up, kneeling between my legs. His finger trailed up my thigh until he came to my thick diaper, gently prodding it. "Nice and squishy, as little babies should be. But i dont think that's the only thing wet, hmm?"
I blushed and shook my head, squirming slightly.
"I didn't think so. Not with all that pathetic humping you were doing." He pressed more firmly against the crotch of my diaper and i mewled. "You know, even though it was very naughty of you, seeing you act like such a needy little baby got Daddy pretty excited."
My cheek flushed red and I whined softly as I looked down at his crotch. There was an unmistakeable bulge.
He smirked and reached down to undo his belt and zipper. He slid his hand into his jean and palmed the front of his boxers. "Now, Daddies are allowed to tpuch themselves and play whenever they want. Babies don't. Do you understand?"
I nodded my head rapidly, whining as he pulled his hard cock out of his underwear, stroking it alowly.
"I'm not sure you do, little girl. I think Daddy needs to make sure that you understand that your kitty only gets attention when Daddy chooses."
I cried out in frustration, unable to look away from the scene in front of me. I didn't know whether i wanted Daddy to just give in amd touch me, or whether i preferred the punishment i was being subjected to. Except i did know. I wanted to be reminded of my place as Daddy's little baby doll.
Daddy smirked at me and let out a soft moan as he continued to stroke himself. I knew he was doing it to tease me. To show me how good it felt to be able to have that pleasure.
He moved forward and pressed his cock against the front of my diaper, rocking his hips into his fist, but still not enough pressure to give me any release.
Tears ran down my cheeks in frustration.
"What's wrong baby?" he cooed teasingly. "Do you need something?"
I nodded my head. "Yes Dada!" I pleaded around my paci, drool dripping down my chin.
"What do you need, cupcake?" He rubbed his slick tip against my diaper, smearing it around.
"I... i need Daddy to touch me," i whispered as i cried harder.
"No, you don't baby. You want it. You don't need it. What you need, is to follow Daddy's rules. You belong to Daddy, and you dont touch Daddy's things without his permission, do you?"
"N-no Daddy."
"Good girl," he sighed. "Now, Daddy is going to make cummies. But, baby doesn't get to feel Daddy's cock at all. And good girls certainly don't get cummy diapers."
He moved up my body until his cock was hovering over my face. I so badly wanted to stick my tongue out, but i knew better. And secretly, or not so secretly, I enjoyed the humiliation of being used to help Daddy masturbate with no pleasure of my own.
With a loud moan, Daddy said, "Hold still."
I did just that, closing my eyes as Daddy's warm milk coated my face all over. I did my best not to squirm. His special milkies were so close to my lips but i wasn't allowed to taste. It was torture.
After he was done, he sighed contently and leaned back to look at his handiwork. "So precious," he commented with a warm smile. He zipped himself back up and reached into his pocket and pulled his phone out. I blushed heavily as he snapped a picture. "Looks like Daddy got his cummies all over your paci," he said with a chuckle.
He pulled it out of my mouth for a moment and swiped it through the warm stickiness on my cheek, before putting it back in my mouth. "Just a taste, for being such a good girl."
The Conversion
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In the year 2031 a breakthrough in the science of human biology has been found leading to potential immortality. Through a combination of gene and cellular manipulation biologists have discovered away to make a person physically younger. Additionally they found that the same process can be used to change ones physical gender. This break through was seen as a miracle to the trans community and by 2131 “The Conversion” as it’s now called was a widely popular and cheep cosmetic surgery with many new businesses appearing to complement it.
Alex and Penelope were a happily married couple of 85 years. Every ten years the two would use The Conversion to have a bit of kinky fun. Last time Penelope went through The Conversion and was Alex’s naughty school girl for ten years. This time was Alex’s turn and Penelope picked a doozy. Alex woke up in the hospital as a young teenage girl just starting puberty and thickly diapered. Penelope explained that for the next ten years Alex was going to be her little baby girl.
As they drove home from the hospital Alex sat locked up in her new car seat and blushed looking over at the bag next to her from one of the new adult stores that popped up in the last 100 years. She was both nervous and exited for what awaited them at home.
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