u/West-Cardiologist180

What did they do and how did it end?

Personally, my now wife used them (and other means) to steal me from my then girlfriend and babytrap me. Wondering if anyone has had a similar experience and if you gave in or resisted.

Have you ever had anyone dump something inside your diaper, or have you yourself ever dumped something inside someone else's diaper? Perhaps something to simulate a messing or just as a fun tease?

Hi, I've been into ABDL for a while due to my incontinent girlfriend being forced to wear diapers 24/7 by her mom. Love to talk about the misadventures she has, hear what you think would be fun to do with her, hear your own experiences, share diaper fanart, etc.

Only limit I have is too not make it overtly sexual. Not really into thag when it comes to ABDL. DMs are open!

It was a Friday night and we usually do game night between friends. However, on this particular day we all decided we'd do something a little different. Drunk game night. it was supposed to be simple enough of a change, but as the night progressed and the shots kept coming, the punishments started getting more embarrassing, and little by little, more kinky.

Eventually, her punishment was to reenact a certain Tom and Jerry episode. She refused, and so they grabbed her and stripped her until she was just in her undies and bra. I tried to intervene and was locked in the restroom. Someone then brought a diaper out for her and she started squirming. Her panties were then pulled from her legs and they pulled the diaper under her bottom. As she kept squirming the tapes were strapped and a special lock was placed on it. As the group let her go, all that was heard was the crinkling of her diapered butt. She tried her best to remove it, but to her horror it wouldn't budge. Her panties were thrown out the window and onto the street outside to further destroy her spirit.

Someone from the group then grabbed her and carried her to the kitchen sink. He filled it up with water and placed her there for her diaper to absorb the water. It grew huge and immediately became waterlogged. As tears started running down her face they let her out, they grabbed a goldfish and threw it inside the back of her diaper for good measure. The fish began thrashing around her diaper, making her squirm from side to side like a dance.

Once they finally finished their humiliating ritual they let me out and drunkenly left home. The only thing I saw was her crying like a baby in her soaked diaper, with the visible outline of a fish still inside wiggling around. I helped her up but she was practically dragging her huge soggy diaper. We went outside to collect her panties but it seemed the wheels of a car had already passed over them and stuck them to a melted piece of gum. I pulled the dirty pair of panties but they unfortunately ripped. And just then people began passing and noticing the crying diapered girl behind me, laughing and taking pictures. It when when I took her back inside that I realized her diapers were locked anyway. She'd have to stay in them until one of our "friends" decided to be kind enough to return the key.

For the longest time my gf and I had wanted to be parents. We knew we wanted four, but decided we'd wait until after marriage to try. She was the sweetest girl i knew and I was certain she would be the mother of my kids. I'd daydream about how our life would be, having a picnic, her laying on my chest while our kids ran around. Until I met *her*. Let's call her Rose.

We met through mutual friends, and although my gf was on the skinnier side, this new girl was curvier and thick, and seemed to have a pretty big interest in me, didn't matter that i already had a gf. Obviously I had no interest, but I'd be lying if my mind didn't get curious everytime she put her hand on my chest or "accidently" brushed her ass against my crotch.

Then one day my gf and I started having problems and we took a break. It was here that Rose took her chance and made me believe my gf had already left for another guy. Heartbroken, I finally succumbed to her advances and we began dating.

On a specific night, we were at a dinner as guests and she wouldn't stop teasing me under the table at first she had only taken off her heel and plopped her barefoot on top of my shoe, took a picture and posted it. Eventually she switched seats infront of me and started reaching higher with her foot. During this dinner, it came out that my ex girlfriend had in fact, not gone with anyone else and was still waitinh for me, but was heartbroken when she found out I got with Rose.

I was shocked and confronted Rose when we got back to her place, but unfortunately, I was already hard after her teases and needed release. She knew this, and replied that whether she lied about my ex didn't matter anymore. I was hers. She then stripped and stripped me as well, and climbed on top of me. As she started riding me, my mind was conflicted between my lust for Rose and my love for my ex. Remembering all the plans I had with my first love, I tried pushing Rose off, determined to go back and fix things. But Rose grabbed my hands and pushed me back down. I tried to resist as hard as I could but gave in a few seconds later, exploding inside her.

She happily kissed me and fell asleep on my chest while our baby grew inside her belly. Although i always wonder what could've been if i had resisted and fixed things with my ex, i know lust won that night, and I was trapped with with Rose forever.

This is partitally a true story, looking to talk about the incident, answer any questions about it, and be reminded that my wife is my love now, and to move on from the past.

My childhood best friend has always teased me with her feet since as long as i can remember (pretty sure it started with her) and in the past few months it's bene occurring a bit more frequently.

During a movie night (yea I know, I guess movie nights are just common opportunities for feet flirting) i sat in a r recliner while she sat across from me, legs stretched out in a blanket. However, she made sure her feet were outside the blanket while she wiggled her toes and gave me a clear view of her soles moving and dancing around throughout the movie. I guess even my love for The Amazing Spider-Man wasn't enough to keep my attention.

After a while, we all (there were 5 of us) slowly switched seats and while I ended up in a different side of the couch she came up and sat next to me. Once the movie ended, we had the usual after-movie discussion while a few friends played with my dog and my best friend, still next to me, plops her foot right on top of me shoe and kept it there for a good while. Not sure if it was an accident but I think when you usually touch someone by accident with you feet you'll immediately pull back, but she didn't.

There's been quite a few other interactions throughout the years but this was the most recent. This girl's feet are my Kryptonite at this point.

This morning I woke up with my wife sleeping peacefully on top of my chest while our son was still asleep in his own room and I started thinking about how I got to this point and how much I fought against it at first.

Although my wife was technically a homewrecker who separated me from my ex, she eventually showed me she was my true love. The mother of our son. The son I helped create. Had I not given in to her seduction and my own primal thoughts that night, I wouldn't be here, and our son wouldn't even exist. I feel as if she forced me into this life, but I can't complain. Whatever love spell she put on me cleary worked no matter how hard I fought, and our son is a clear example of it.

I'm trapped forever by her love.