me when dad's out and I'm blastin' sick beats at an unholy volume from every sonos in the house
Jon Hamm Jonhamm
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SPECIES: canus foundicus SEX: non-breeding male AGE: toddler-brained NOTES: big heart & bigger diapers • thrives in chastity & bondage • needs frequent raves & cuddles • champion of stuffies • unapologetically soft
me when dad's out and I'm blastin' sick beats at an unholy volume from every sonos in the house
Jon Hamm Jonhamm
ALT: Jon Hamm Jonhamm
static.klipy.com
Dadbear wanted me extra secure for Monday movie night at the theater 🥴💙
on this #BDF, I share with you my pathetic little squirms in a very full diaper.. and some really big/exciting news: I started my own JFF page! www.foundypaws.com
Mentally, I am once again in the colorful playpen filled with baby toys and humping my diapers along to silly diaper education songs Straining and grunting along to music cheerfully reminding me this is the reset on adulthood decided for me No sex. No growing up. Just a new toddlerhood for good 🫠
Let yourself be who you truly are … no matter how embarrassing uncomfortable or stinky
you know, the gold-standard fantasy with diapers is physically *needing* them I may not be there (yet), but I think it's equally hot that I need my diapers emotionally 🫠 fussy? diaper. sad? diaper. horny? grumpy? sick? diaper. diaper. diaper. diapers fix everything, and I *need* them 💙
feeling small, silly, and stinky 🙂↕️ nothing makes me feel more myself than a diaper so thick and wet that I can't even feel my cage 🤤💙 just a sexless toddler in love with his diapers
And done with the comic page Now I just have to add the dialogues
A drop of drool landed on one of his shirt's yellow horizontal stripes. He stared at it, absently nursing on his pacifier as the liquid slid downward. The drop shrank as it traveled, only making it a short distance before disappearing entirely - absorbed into the fabric as if it had never existed.
in a rare mood to be railed by my buddies & taped into a thick diaper for the day. nub locked away, leaking from the front and back, pent up & eager to be a very good boy. just a huffy, fussy little urinal for the big boys in my life. 🤤🫠
You blew it off when Coach said there’d be consequences for skipping practice. Now, you winced thinking about the next month you’d spend in Coach’s “disciplinary remediation” program. It didn’t help hearing the guys in the locker room throwing around words like “urinal” when you walked by…
It's the start of Locktober, a whole month where you can become intimately familiar with the feeling of your caged stiffy twitching and straining as your balls rest against the warm, swollen remnants of your soaky accidents, and your pushies leave you leaking into your own mess.
it's important to keep your stinky little otter-dog stimulated with enrichment activities! for good behavior like this, try: ⭐ dad-approved cartoons ⭐ lots of wiggles ⭐ a diaper from his pail ⭐ big, tuff barks!
First fleece bib (v1) now complete! 🧵🪡 And yes, I did wear it all weekend :p
"Oh, that? All "Stage 2" boys wear them! You'll get used to it. Hey now, keep those mitts off, mister or the restraints are coming back at change-time! If you keep fussing like this, you'll lose your new weekly "toddle time" privileges and it's non-stop crawling for you again, little stinker."
okay but what if I like my baby-powdered balls just the way they are? 😤
Locker Room Mishap Part 2 Based on his drippy baby bits, I'd say he enjoys the bullying... At least his diaper is fresh, though! The only thing more embarrassing than baby-powdered balls is a soggy, used pamper!
Thinking about mittens and spiked booties while caged, plugged, double diapered, pacigagged… Can’t close your legs or walk, feeling the cage press against you and the plug nestle deeper with every shift, drooling down your chin. Every hole filled, so horny and so helpless to do anything about it~
man, remember away messages back when messengers existed?? I miss them 🤣
Your diaper fetish getting inextricably linked with your hypnosis fetish the former a scaffold and trigger for the latter and the latter a deepener and normalised of the former.
You can’t help but feel—no, not think, just feel—the heavy, squishy, leg spreading diaper you’re stuck in. You can’t stand up but you can… … Wiggle. Feel, don’t think. Feel the giggle bubbling at the funny sound. The tickle in your tummy from…oh. That’s right. You LIKE being a baby. 😵💫
Thinking about an alien tube that suctions on to your doodle, completely enveloping it. After a few seconds of mind blending pleasure you shoot off into it and it performs its analysis ... The readout says "Male, Non-Breeding, Apply Mitigation" #chastity #goodboufics
I lost a friend to cancer this week. she was one of the brightest lights in my life. my heart shatters thinking about the conversations we'll never get to have, the laughs we won't share. love your friends fully and unapologetically. you never know which goodbye will be your last. 💙
so many thoughts in that busy little head of yours... why don't you just relax and let us do the thinking for a while? gooood puppy ✨ (thanks, @jay.pooltoy.tf! 💛)
Look at yourself. "I'm stronger, hotter, and better than you. What do you even have going for you?" #otter