luvdiaperz:Looking down at my diapers always makes me think about the boy I’ve become. I think about
luvdiaperz:Looking down at my diapers always makes me think about the boy I’ve become. I think about my training and what I’ve learned. I think about who I was before and who I am now. Drool drops down from my pacifier after a while and I stare at the bulk of my diapers that have come to be the normal outline of my crotch. I think about my boy bits tucked inside and can’t remember the last time I tried to be a top or a big boy. About how I’ll never be like that again, living my new life where my boy bits are left to sit in wet padding while I learn the difference between me and big boys. I think about how I’ll probably be like this forever because daddy says that being back in diapers is the best thing for me. I think about how I’m becoming more dependent on my diapers the longer I’m kept in them. I think about how I get put in extra thick nighttime combinations of disposable and cloth diapers and plastic pants because I’m a heavy wetter and need 3 layers to keep my sheets dry. Knowing that for me to be undressed in front of anyone at anytime for diaper checks and changes is innocent for me and a normal routine part of my everyday life. About how waking up every morning to being undressed or halfway through my diaper change sets the tone of my day. All day every day revolves around being a diaperboy and I’m so accustomed to it now that I can’t envision life another way. I don’t see myself as a big boy anymore. I see myself dressed in my clothes, diapered and drooling from a pacifier and see myself as a little boy. A little boy who needs his daddy in charge. Everyone else sees me and thinks the same. I’m known and expected to be in diapers and probably wet. Constant pats on my padded butt and comments about how cute I look. Random diaper checks and getting changed when daddy says. Doing what daddy says to do and learning that Diaperboys have nothing to be embarrassed about. Being dressed and undressed 5 or 6 times a day and coming to understand that being seen on your back, feet held in the air and your boy bits on display to be wiped down and baby powdered to get a fresh and dry diaper back on you is just a normal part of your daily routine. Coming to accept that you’re in diapers because daddy was right, you really do belong in them and they are what’s best for you. I see myself as a boy who’s just as he belongs. A boy who’s happy to sit on the floor, drool through his pacifier, admire his diapers bulk and the colorful printed baby clothes he wears. I can’t see myself being a big boy or being out of diapers anymore. I only see a little boy in diapers and that’s all others see too. I had a lot taken away at first when I was put back in diapers but I’ve gotten a lot back. Just in other things, and they’re better. I’m a natural submissive but I was hard to train and daddy knew it. He knew that diapers would work and made the decision to start and follow through on using it to train me to be the best boy I can be. Diaper discipline to train stubborn boys really works and I’m proud to be the boy that gets itThanks, daddy. Your boy.I wish I was this lucky -- source link