Dad can fix anything. He can fix you acting too big for your britches by forcing you back to babyhood, dirty diapers and all. He can fix you trying to escape by locking you in padded mittens and spiked booties. And if you get any bright ideas about removing your pacifier, Daddy will fix that too!

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"Welcome to the big game sports fans! It appears our lil' rookie has been sidelined once again, but that'll happen when you go this long without scoring! But don't worry, the event organizers assure me the play-by-play will be very audible from his locker room - well, it's a locked room, at least."

"C'mon sport, cheer up. You love holidays!" "Locktober is NOT a holiday." "Prove it, Pamper-pants." "That's easy, people get off work and school on real holidays." "Then I guess it's only a holiday for adults like ME, 'cause little babies like YOU certainly won't be 'getting off' any time soon!"

"Don't think of it as being permanently forced back into the indignities of babyhood, think of it as...uh...hmm. Forget I said that, you should 100% think of it as being permanently forced back into the indignities of babyhood with no hope of escape. It'll be easier for both of us that way, Rugrat!"

Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear bonnets, mittens & THICK diapers. You don't fight crime, but you DID save Daddy from Mommy nagging him for a baby to care for AND shielded Papa from his wife's sudden interest in chastity & cuckolding. For that, you'll always be his Little Hero...like it or not.

You had to share a "fun fact" at work. Nervously, you blurted out that you're so ticklish that even a little makes you pee. Your co-worker started testing that "fact" daily. A week of being sent home in wet pants got you fired. But don't worry, he has a new full-time position waiting for you!

"Aren't you excited? After months of good behavior at The Regression Clinic, you get to walk again AND find out who sent you here! That doesn't mean you're leaving - we just find that boy's headed into deep hypnotic training bond to their new parents best if they've met beforehand. But first..."

"Daddy, you said we'd take things slow." "C'mon bud, it's my father's big retirement party from working at the train yard. You've gotta meet my family eventually, so let's make a big entrance!" "But, I'm NOT ready for this!" "Hmmm, I see what you mean... you still need your lil' conductor's cap!"

"Hey, you said you'd unlock my cage today!" "No, I said I'd unlock you tomorrow. And as you just pointed out, it's NOT tomorrow, it's STILL today." "Wait... that means tomorrow will NEVER come!" "If you keep pouting about it, Mr. Poofy Pants, you and 'tomorrow' are gonna have a lot in common..."

OH, D-D-D-DEAR!

"Ka-chow! Looks like you're all set to go "back to cool" now, sport! "Yeah... this would be great if I were starting pre-school and not teaching Intro to Humanities to a bunch of freshman. If I go like this, I'll be all over TikTok and out of work before lunch." "Then everything is going to plan!"

You were in love, but felt trapped. Kept in diapers too thick to leave home, your boss was starting to doubt your excuses & you hadn't seen friends in weeks. You told Daddy you needed some space. Thankfully, that was always the plan. The hallway between your new nursery & his room should be plenty!

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That sinking feeling when Daddy starts outlining his sailing plans while drinking with his buddies and you realize what was initially sold as a brief boat-only vacation from your boys clothes has spiraled into a multi-month odyssey to every port from here to Timbuktu. (new sailor dress on order btw)

It's your first day of school, and your last. You're only being brought in for show-and-tell because nobody believes your adopted brother's tales about how his vindictive new mom never let his "big brother" escape toddlerhood just so she could keep collecting child support from her rich ex-husband.

August is here and you think Sissy Summer is almost over. Foolish pampered princess - here comes Silky September, Lacey Locktober, No Boy Clothes November, Dolled Up December, Mary Jane January, Frilly February, Housemaid March & All-Satin Springtime - I'm sure you know what that brings us back to!

Have you heard the legend of the guy who never forgave his friend for telling the whole school that he "cried like a baby" during Lion King? How he planned for years, sprang his trap & now proudly shows the world who's the REAL baby? I guess not. You don't need to hear a legend if you've lived it.

"Why are you cowering over there, little lamb? Come join the other sissies in the playpen! C'mon, they won't bite... they'll drool from the sedatives, they'll cuddle, they'll desperately hump their diaper against yours trying to get relief from their cages, but biting is a big no-no in my house!"

I've already done a caption post with this shoot, but I'm feeling a little bored today and everyone could use an extra photo of a padded boy denied pants and saddled with a clear diaper bag in their feed, so it's a win-win.

Pudge #28 Bad at: Actual football, potty training. Good at: Looking cute in a jersey, being quiet when grownups are talking, getting Daddy another beer from the fridge, answering the door for the pizza guy, filling diapers* and full-contact cuddles on the couch.

*Daddy hands over a ticket at bag-check* "Hey there, bud, can you grab this little guy's backpack for me? He really needs to be changed.” *ruffles my hair* "Sure, can you describe it?" "Oh, you'll know it when you see it."

Pudge (Behind The Scenes)@pudgeafterdark.bsky.social · 3mo ago

It doesn't matter if I'm carrying this backpack or a caregiver is, I don't think anyone will be left wondering exactly who and what it's for.

"C'mon champ, just have a few spoonfuls and maybe I'll consider letting you have some apple slices and cheese cubes too, okay?" "NO! This stuff is yucky! I'm not eating it, and you can't make me!" "Alright, tiger, I guess you'll just have more room for Dinner..." (Continued in replies)

You're not sure if it's The Tickle Monster, Sir Spanks-A-Lot or just The Diaper Inspector approaching, but you know "Uncle" Parker is coming to play one of his games, and Mommy made it very clear that playtime is NOT optional when getting you dolled up in the outfit he provided for his weekly visit.

It's only 9am but Papa already has you all set up for the big 4th of July block party, aka sheepishly offering the neighbors plastic hotdogs & burgers. He says it's forecasted to be over 90 degrees, aka too hot for shorts according to the 'Daddy Weather Association'. "C'mon sport, hand 'em over."

"Uh-oh, looks like we're fresh out of diaper disposal bags and I don't see a trash can around here. You're just gonna have to carry your new 'cuddle-buddy' around until we get back to the parking lot, champ."

Bluesky exclusive photo to remind you that my pronouns are he/him, even when posting sissy content. It's totally fine if you want to call me a "girl" or refer to me as "her" in a teasing manner, but please put some quotes on it for context.

Pray all you want, little guy, but there's no rainclouds coming to save you from your cousin's afternoon tea party at the park with all her friends.

"That wrist leash should keep you from bouncing away while we break in your new denim romper with a full day of errands. The car is getting dirty, so we'll need to hit the car wash. I might even let you work the sprayer and see what it's like to soak something other than your Huggies for once!"

First the babysitter never comes back with the bedtime bottle refill they promised, making out with their boyfriend instead & leaving your nursery lights on in the process... Now, the adults are finally home & they're at it too. You just hope they decide to turn on the baby monitor for foreplay...