DaddyR1989 🔜 Wee Padded

@daddyr1989.bsky.social

18+ only / 36 / Gay🏳️‍🌈 / UK 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 / DL and Daddy/Big Bro/Caregiver/Dom. 📸: @DaddyR1989

HAPPY POKÉMON DAY Needless to say, kiddo…the potty training isn’t going well. The deal was simple. Wake up in a dry diaper, you get to open a pack of Pokémon cards. But here I have all these unopened packs of cards and I’ve just had to place a bulk order for more of your diapers.

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A fun little taunt for all those boys still embarrassingly in diapers. Little undie uh-oh’s! Little Pull-Ups pee-er! First comes the spanking, Then nappies on their rear! Little Pampers pumper! Little Huggies humper! The baby squats down, Now a little diaper dumper!

Look what’s arrived! What’s all the pouting and whining about? I told you that I was tired of waking up next to you in a wet bed. I warned you that if you kept on acting like a baby, then that’s exactly how I was going to start treating you. Now, let’s get you diapered.

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Look at you, cuck. I can see you sucking your paci hard as Daddy slowly shows what you crave. Your tiny locked cock aching. The soaked diaper between your legs spreads your thighs as you kneel at the feet of a real man. I know you want to bury your face deep, I know you want to wear this. Beg.

You don’t have to call me Daddy… I want you to *NEED* to call me Daddy. Sure, being called a good boy feels nice… but doesn’t being called Daddy’s good boy make your tummy flutter more? Doesn’t it make that little cage strain just a bit tighter?

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What are you doing all the way down there, boy? Start crawling up those stairs and get your face well acquainted with Daddy’s thick diaper. That’s it. Feels better, doesn’t it? More natural? It’s right where you belong.

It’s Monday. You’re back at work or school, and some of you (bless your hearts) may start to think you’re back to being big now, just because you clocked in or cracked open a textbook. Let me remind you: You are not big. You never were. You never will be.

Don’t be silly. I don’t think of you as less of a man because of the thick crinkly baby diapers you waddle around in, or that tiny locked nub you still insist on wanting to call a cock. I don’t think of you as less of a man because simply put I’ve never thought of you as one at all. Not once.

Funny how when you wear a Sesame Street t-shirt and a diaper, everyone sees you as the little boy you truly are. But when I wear the same, they still see the Daddy in charge. Just goes to show—it’s not the clothes that make the Daddy, it’s the man wearing them.

The deal was that you’d tell Daddy when you needed to use the potty. If you can’t be trusted to keep your Pull-Ups dry like a big boy, then it seems we’ll have to put you back in diapers like a baby. Though from the feel of it, it’s seems you’re quite “excited” by the prospect.