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By Jordanwovld · Posted
Hey there, I’m a 36 y/o chubby heavily tattooed male diaper lover looking to make friends. I live just outside Syracuse. Im not personally interested into the AB side of the fetish but if you are that’s awesome, I could learn from you about what’s what in that realm. I love conversation and meeting new people! DM me if you’d like:) -
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By diaperboy187 · Posted
Made using Grok AI New parts posted every Monday. Part Eleven: Pizza, Bubbles, and a Name on the Door The dining hall glowed with warm lantern light as the kitchen dolls set down tray after tray of magical pizza. The crusts were fluffy and golden, the cheese stretched in long gooey strings, and each princess had her favorite toppings arranged in cute smiling faces. Raven sat locked in the oversized pink highchair, the tray clicked firmly over her lap. Her thick cloud-printed diaper crinkled loudly every time she shifted. “Here, Molly!” Sienna said cheerfully, sliding a plate of tiny-cut pepperoni slices in front of her. “We made sure yours has extra pepperoni just like you told us!” Raven scowled at the baby-sized pieces. “It’s Raven… and I can cut my own food.” The Queen smiled softly from the head of the table, Mr. Whiskers tucked beside her. “Of course you can, sweetheart. But big feelings make little hands shaky. Eat up while it’s warm.” The princesses dug in with delighted noises. Liora’s eyes lit up at her rainbow-veggie pizza, Mira hummed happily over her pepperoni, and Thalia twirled a stretchy cheese string like a ribbon. Even Raven had to admit the pizza tasted amazing — hot, crispy, and far better than the baby food she’d been given before. As they ate, the princesses chattered excitedly about the day’s games and the maze adventure. Raven stayed mostly quiet, plotting her next move, but the warm food and gentle teasing slowly eased the knot in her stomach. After the last slice disappeared, the Queen clapped her hands. “Bath time, my darlings!” The plush baby-doll nannies lifted Raven out of the highchair before she could protest. The five princesses bounced alongside her down the hallway, already shedding their gowns. The royal bathroom was a wonderland of steaming water, mountains of rainbow bubbles, and floating toy boats. The moment Raven was lowered into the giant tub, the playfulness exploded. Liora immediately started a splash war, sending waves of bubbly water straight at Raven’s face. “Splash attack!” she giggled. Sienna “accidentally” knocked an entire mountain of bubbles onto Raven’s head, crowning her with a foamy tiara. “Look, Molly’s a bubble princess!” Mira and Thalia turned the floating toy boats into a chaotic race, bumping them into Raven’s legs and declaring her the “official referee.” Vesper scooped handfuls of sweet-smelling shampoo and worked it into Raven’s hair while humming a lullaby, but even she couldn’t resist blowing a big bubble right onto Raven’s nose. Raven spluttered and kicked, cheeks burning crimson. “Stop it! This is ridiculous! I’m not a baby!” But the warm water, the endless giggles, and the princesses’ infectious energy made it impossible to stay completely furious. Every protest only earned her more laughter and more bubbles. By the end she was soaked, flushed, and secretly a little less tense — though she would never admit it. Afterward, the dolls dried her thoroughly, dusted her bottom with sweet powder, and taped her into an extra-thick nighttime diaper covered in soft moon-and-star prints. They dressed her in a soft purple footed onesie with a snap crotch and tied a matching bonnet under her chin. The dolls carried her down the hallway toward her nursery. As they approached the door, Raven’s eyes widened. A pretty wooden sign had been hung on it in elegant pink letters: Molly’s Nursery The surprise hit her like a splash of cold water. “No…” she whispered. The Queen appeared beside them, smiling gently. “We thought it was time your room felt like home, sweetheart. Welcome to your very own nursery, Molly.” Raven’s cheeks burned as the dolls carried her inside and laid her in the giant crib. The Queen sat in the rocking chair and opened a picture book, reading in her soft lullaby voice while the mobile spun overhead. Raven lay there fuming, the thick diaper crinkling with every small movement. She was still determined to escape — more than ever now. Hours later, when the castle was dark and quiet, Raven’s eyes snapped open. She had to try. She grabbed the crib rail and tried to pull herself up. The extra-thick nighttime diaper made her top-heavy and clumsy. She almost made it over the rail on her third attempt, but the bulky padding threw off her balance. She slipped, tumbled back inside, and landed with a loud crinkle on her padded bottom. She tried again. And again. Each attempt ended the same way. The thick diaper refused to let her climb out. Finally, exhausted and frustrated, Raven collapsed onto her back, staring up at the spinning stars. Tears of anger stung her eyes. Raven lay there in the dark, staring at the spinning stars above her, the pacifier still in her mouth. Her thick diaper squished every time she moved. The humiliation burned hotter than ever. She was still determined to escape Pamperton. But tonight… tonight the crib had won. For now. -
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By Crinklz Kat · Posted
Ham tonight. Free ham from easter ... I saved enough points to get it and a bag of taters free!
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