Hypnosis on his boy

After putting the headphones on you, Daddy left you in the nursery for your special swirly show. It’s been weeks since your training began, and it seems Daddy’s plans are working now. Those are not just plain dumb baby shows, but special-made ones, that Daddy ordered from a specialist online. A few weeks ago, Daddy told you about a page online that sells hypno files that turn men into big babies who love their diapers, but you just waved it away saying it was silly and there’s no way that stuff would work.

Look at you now.

In the beginning, it didn’t work. You sat there in front of the screen, bored. Daddy contacted the site and asked if there was something to be done. The support team suggested “The premium adult baby addiction experience”. A week later, a package came.

Inside it, there was a wireless vibrating chastity cage and a big wireless vibrating butt plug, both can connect to Daddy’s phone and TV. Daddy was excited and rushed into the changing matt, locking your peepee and plugging your lubed butthole. A thick diaper was wrapped around you and you were lowered to the floor once again.

“Be a good boy and watch your new show” Daddy said as he shoved a paci to your mouth, put your headphones on, and turned the TV with his phone and new app.

The TV turned on, with the same show as before, but something was different. The colors looked better, the sounds were much nicer, and the whole screen looked sharper. A lullaby was playing, while dozens of words faded and moved on the screen. Suddenly the word “Diapers” became bright white, and you spotted it.

A wave of intense vibration came from the cage and buttplug. It made you fall to your stomach. You got up to your fours again and looked at the screen. ‘Pacifier’ appeared, you spotted it. Again, a wave of vibration felt in your diaper is such an amazing sensation.

From that point, you were hooked. Not only did it become your favorite show, but your favorite activity. Spotting baby words, singing baby songs, meeting new colorful friends. The premium adult baby addiction experience got you addicted to ABDL.

Now Daddy knows he can put his boy in front of the television, for hours, while his baby boy is eager to watch his shows. It’s a good thing he puts you in a thick diaper, you need a heavy-duty diaper for all that precum.

❤️‍🔥🔞 plan to become permanently diapered :

I advise you to wear a diaper all the time, rip and throw away your underwear, and focus on the physical sensation of being in a diaper and associate those sensations with positive things!

you need to change your relationship with the toilet... the goal is not incontinence but rather to be ashamed of using the toilet... start by setting yourself a schedule where you are not allowed to go to the toilet (so pee and poop in the diaper) and the more time passes the more you extend this period until it covers 24/7... you're going to have to say goodbye to the toilet (even if you don't want to become incontinent because you don't have to be incontinent to wear a diaper, personally I'm not incontinent but it's been 1 year since I went to the toilet... I only pee and poop in the diaper I'm wearing permanently...)

To help you transition, put yourself in humiliating situations where a diaper is your only option... for example, I went on a trip without any underwear, I only took diapers with me, and I had to (that's why I say that eliminating underwear is one of the most important things!)

"Did you think if he’s big guy, maybe he was big down there? Think again,” your boyfriend said, looking down at you, talking to a hot guy standing next to him, as you covered your face with shame.

“When you checked us out at the gym, I thought you were looking to hook up for a threesome. I’m sorry to disappoint, but this one is so bad at sex, and has such a little willy, I just locked it up in a chastity. There’s a reason I keep him in diapers,” he said.

You were lying there in just your diaper. The thought of having a threesome made you instantly horny. It’s been so long since you had sex, real sex, with men and not with giant plush toys. It made your tiny penis stiff in the cage, but now you were embarrassed, knowing that in a minute when Daddy opened your diaper, it would prove that he was right about your little willy.

“My boy is nervous, I can tell. Do you want to give him his pacifier, it helps to calm him down. Plus, he will take to his mouth everything a man gives him,” Daddy chuckled and elbowed the hot guy.

The handsome man took your giant red pacifier, and brought it to your lips, as you opened your mouth submissively, taking the rubber nipple in. His eyes were open wide and bright, then he smiled at Daddy.

You first saw him at the gym a few weeks ago. You switched looks with him, knowing nothing would become of it, you were daddy’s little cuck, but your horrniness got the better of you. You felt he was into you. The day the hot guy switched looks with you and Daddy, you thought maybe Daddy would allow it, seeing how much you enjoyed this new development. You were so far from the truth.

“My boy is such a sexy guy. People would think he has tons of sex and loves it. But not my boy. My boy loves to be in a thick diaper, sucking on his pacifier, holding his teddy, and listening to me having sex with other men hot as him. He may think he wants to have sex, but after I’m done fucking and coming to change his diaper, there are loads of precum all over his cage, waiting for me to wipe it clean. I think he is too shy to tell you, but he humps his giant teddy bear, trying to imitate his daddy,” Daddy said and winked at the handsome guy standing next to him. The guy’s bulge grew bigger under the gym’s shorts, just like Daddy’s was.

“I can’t wait to fuck you! Let me put him in plastic pants. His diaper change can wait,” Daddy said while licking his lips.

The pacifier felt huge in your mouth. The wet diaper was tight on your crotch. You were thinking about your teddy bear. How you wanted to hump your locked-up dick against it, while daddy is fucking the guy in the other room. Your mind was racing. You couldn’t think about anything else. You are a baby, and Daddy was right. -----------------------------

Big boys can be such big cucks! babycub98 is a great example. (Press on his nickname to go to his Twitter)

I finally got to visit Daddy this month and we had lots and lots of fun together! On our last day together he diapered me up in the biggest diaper EVER and even let me make humpy stickies in it! Thank you Daddy!! You’re the best 🙈❤️

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😻 so nice, smooth beautifull boy, beautifull shiny soft diaper. It looks like an vintage Attends with micropore plastic inner liner. Am I right?

Connor has everything his fantasies could dream of, but he'll never be allowed to truly enjoy it for long. I've posted a story @ https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1513263 Here's a short preview!

As if sleeping in a crib wasn’t impressive enough commitment to keeping Connor babied and trapped, his playpen was the masterpiece in many ways. Fashioned just as a toddler’s wooden playpen would commonly appear, Connor’s custom design also stretched enormously to the ceiling. Taller than Connor, or Jacob, or Connor’s husband, its extreme height resembled something closer to a cell or an enclosure but with the aesthetic of a child’s play area. The door leading inside was the only deviation from this style, with its large handle and keyhole, not unlike the jail doors that gave inspiration for the design. Once inside, without the key, escape was impossible without finding a way to break the build. Both ends that reached the walls were robustly bolted in, and any attempts to damage the heavy timber bars would be slow, noticeable, and without doubt, supremely punished. Connor had not become stupid or desperate enough to attempt this yet. It was the perfect secure space, and where Connor spent the majority of his time feeling his mind drain against his will, amidst the infinite boredom his limited options did not help battle. He was granted infantile toys, to do with as he saw fit; building blocks, stacking rings, plushies, and plastic trains and cars to wheel around on the floor. He quickly learned he could either be bored and miserable, or try to engage himself with what was available. But there was only so much stimulation the toys could provide an adult brain. A television hung on the wall, for which he did not have the remote, and it played entertainment for a toddler, constantly. Everything from the dumbest, cheaply made animations teaching him the alphabet and counting, to mascot characters speaking out from the screen, to happy but humiliating singing and dancing playlists instructing him to copy the moves. This in particular was a humiliation usually avoided, unless Daddy or Jacob were feeling mean enough to encourage their happy baby to get up and play along to the screen. Connor once, and only once, defied his discomfort and stood on his spiked booties to switch the television off and end the torment of endless baby shows, and was left with silence for a week, until Daddy decided it was time to give it back. He learned to miss his shows, quickly, and never touched the device again. Of those shows, the ones that encouraged their audience to answer questions soon became a favourite for Connor, as he found himself sometimes answering along, supposedly because it gave him someone to speak to who wasn’t mocking him in return. Overall, Connor had to learn several times that revolting was not an option, but as his brain keep screaming for freedom it took some time for the lessons to sink in. The punishments proved effective, eventually, as it left him with enough memories of a stinging bottom, an excruciating enema, or endless boredom standing in the corner. The near-permanent mittens and spiked booties that he wore, along with a fat pacifier were constant physical reminders not to complain or even say anything that might be considered as adult communication. It had been a long time since he’d walked freely or used his own hands without the mittens, and was mostly certainly never unsupervised if they were removed for bathing. His unwillingness to commit to his full-time baby lifestyle had rendered him entirely helpless, and reliant, in his own home.

Squeaky clean and freshly diapered!!! 

Daddy: Alright, little buddy. Diaper check time! We're gonna head out to dinner with some friends soon. We don't want any leaky mishaps while we're out.

Me: Otay, Daddy! I hope they don't find out about my diapers. That would be really, really embarrassing!

Daddy: Oh, kiddo. They already know... I had to tell them about your special underwear because you're having a sleepover with them tonight! Mommy and Daddy need a little "alone time." So you'll be spending the night there while we have our date night! And because you're such a little potty pants, we'll have to send you over with your diaper bag. Mrs Lauren will be changing you into your nighttime diaper & pajamas at night; then into your daytime diaper in the morning. So, she kinda needed to know.

Me: Oh my gosh, Daddy! 😳

Daddy: Oh, hush. You can't help that you need your diapers. We had to tell them because you need to be changed every now and then. And you're not very good at putting on your own diapers. Does that make sense?

Me: Y-yes, Daddy...

Daddy: Alright, kiddo. Let's get your diaper bag and get out of here! We're already running late!

It was my first wet of the night... how many more you think I can put in this diaper?? 🫣🤭🥰🥰🥰

NIKY: Let’s take a picture here!

DIAPESP: Ok, but first take the pants off and show your diaper!

NIKY: But...🙈

Thanks @diapESP for the beautiful pics❣️

This photo is an automatic reblog every time I come across it. It’s exactly the type of baby boy I would love to be lol

Me and the big bro Us being us of course ^. .^

Diaper change!

Boy can these diapers hold a lot. Loved hearing the squish as I sat down. This one still held another wetting!