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Donny28: Yeah, it is, but sometimes you just want to keep things simple. Perhaps it's Valentine's Day? I dunno. XD DiaperedMarceline: Well, I could've used the joke word for word, and it probably would've worked, but I think keeping that adversarial energy between Marie and May works best here. If I remember correctly, the last season really did have May and Marie fighting over Double D which is kind of odd, but it is a unique dynamic that is based in reality to a certain extent. I don't have any sisters, but sometimes they do fight over each other's man. Nonetheless, I'm glad you liked this page.    ---   Before May knew what was happening the begging blonde felt herself being scooped up off of the table and hurled through the air. Just as she was going to scream in shock her face hit the inside of a steel trash can, silencing her before she could even shout. The loud clash of her face against the steel clad trash can echoed around her as the blonde instantly crumpled in on herself, falling face first deeper into the trash can until the top of her head hit the bottom of the paper filled waste receptacle.   “Okay, Marie.” Lee stood triumphantly next to the trash can as May's diapered butt wiggled around. The blonde's legs suddenly started flailing around above the mouth of the garbage can, but Lee could care less about the bratty blonde as she made a show of dusting off her hands. The redhead looked back at her blue haired sister who stood on all fours on her boyfriend's bed and gave the diapered girl an order. “Give your daddy a kiss!”   Marie didn't need to be told twice. She reached within the confines of the thick cloth diaper she was wearing and searched for her most prized possession until she found it. She proudly fished the tube of her favorite lipstick out of the depths of her diaper as she stood on her knees. The blue haired punk held it up, swirling the base of the tube until a proud pillar of radiant red lipstick stood above the rim of the tube. She then proceeded to make a show of applying her lipstick to her lips. With each pass, the rich red lipstick made her lips look fuller and fatter until Marie finally pulled the tube away from her mouth.   Satisfied with the job she did of putting on her lipstick the blue haired Kanker tossed the tube over her shoulder and puckered her lips. Marie made an exaggerated “mwah” sound before she got down onto her hands and knees. An eager grin framed by crimson red lips spread across her face as she started crawling towards the target of her affection. Each and every move was made in a calculated manner, swaying her diapered butt with each “step” she took. Her eyes closed and her lips pushed forward, covering her teeth as she lifted her head to meet Double D's mouth   The petrified brainiac scrunched further and further back, trying to get away from the diapered blue haired punk until he ran out of room and was literally pinned up against his pillow and bed frame by the approaching crazy chick crawling on top of his bed. With nowhere left to go the frightened young man craned his head back and let out a horrified shout to the ceiling.   “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!”   The End…   This was definitely my favorite project of 2026 and I really appreciate all of those who liked, commented and supported this comic! Seriously, I couldn't have done this without you and Lev0n. If you want to recreate Baby Bottleneck, with your favorite characters, Levon is the best artist for the job!    The comic may be over, but if you're still craving more machine based mayhem featuring women being put into diapers then there's plenty of pages of my DBZ Mom's comic to enjoy! It's less then the price of a cup of coffee! Twitter: Free! https://x.com/DaymareAB Fanbox: $3.25 (exchange rates) https://www.fanbox.cc/@daymare/posts/10540195 Substar: $5 https://subscribestar.adult/evisceratednite  

No knock.   I suspect she thought the room was vacant as it was sort of in that limbo time between checkout time and rooms being officially available for checkin. I did once inadvertently get caught in underwear at the doctor.     I have been wearing a diaper TO the colonoscopy but one time I wore regular underwear.   Getting dressed I found my briefs in a plastic bag under the cot, which meant I forgot to remove them and they must of removed them and stuck them a bag.    

There's a story i'm looking for where a boy goes to a new high school but all of the classes are way beyond him (like quantum physics and stuff) and he gets demoted all the way down to kindergarten eventually. they have some elaborate fastening device on the kindergarten uniform and he has trouble getting it off and has an accident. eventually, that leads to him being put back into diapers. 

I had an incident of rejection by a group earlier today and I’m questioning so much about where I fit in, especially in the little community.    so, basically I’ve been looking at the idea of regression and diapers as a stress coping mechanism, especially with how demanding my life has been as of late. I’ve been wanting to try to get away from the kink side of things. I found a group that looked good on the surface for people who were into age regression but not kink. I made my first post and basically got a “this is not the right group for you” response. I think they saw mention of diapers and put me into the kink side of things I’m trying to get away from. I kind of feel shook by it and not sure what I feel now. I just don’t know where to turn about my feelings. I’m debating bringing up regression in therapy but that feels scary. I’ve been working through a lot of feelings personally about trauma and connecting my desires for diapers and comfort to my experiences growing up. I kind of want to talk to someone I know will be understanding and non-judgmental. 

I decided it's "training day" .... so it's Critter Caboose tonight.    (that's certainly not potty training!)