Baby girl's first day 01/16 You wake up slowly, and the very first thing you see is the colorful baby mobile spinning gently above your head. Tiny stars and clouds sway softly while the morning light peeks into your room.You smile sleepily at the pretty colors, wiggling happily under your blankets.

A good example 01/33 You are lying on your stomach on the changing table, completely naked except for the soft, pastel-blue baby bonnet tied snugly under your chin and the pacifier plugged firmly in your mouth. Your legs are kicked up in the air, your bottom high and exposed.

Daddy's little adjustments 01/20 You wake up from your nap and you remember having that conversation with Daddy not long ago about wanting to wear diapers and embrace your little side slowly, sounding so grown-up about your decision. But the clarity of your adult mind is short-lived.

Your new toy 1/18 You are lying in your crib, the soft blankets tucked tightly around you. A sudden urge stirs deep inside you, and without thinking, you push your hand down inside your diaper. You start to touch yourself, seeking that familiar relief.Suddenly, a voice crackles from the babymonitor

The nursery 1/12 You wished to be a baby, and now, that wish is your entire world. It didn't happen slowly. It happened the moment Daddy decided you were ready. You remember the last moment you were still a man, standing in your apartment, overwhelmed, wishing you could just stop being an adult.

The big boy 's accident 1/16 Daddy settles you on his lap, wrapping his arm around you. In his hand, he brings the bottle, full of very special milk for your tummy. "I don't want that anymore, Daddy" you say, turning your head away. "I don't use bottles, big kids drink from cups."

You can see the pictures of my stories on my Instagram (because of privacy mainly)and if you want your own story just send me a DM little one.

Daddy's little artist 1/7 You remember when we first started, don't you, little one? The rules were so simple back then. Bedtime at 8 PM sharp, and all your meals had to be finished from your plate. You followed them because you knew Daddy just wanted to take care of you, to make you feel safe.

Meet Daddy’s Little Boy 1/9 You stand in the doorway, trying to hide behind the frame. The thick, soggy diaper between your legs feels enormous and loud, and you just wish you could disappear. But Daddy is in the other room, chatting with his friends, and you know he's about to call you out.

I mostly used BlueSky just to check on you — babies need supervision so they don’t get into trouble. Instagram keeps deleting my content, so stories are moving here. BlueSky is text only for me — it doesn’t feel private enough for photos. I hope you enjoy my fantasies, little ones.