Rubbing Around In My Messy Diaper With Oatmeal

Rubbing around in my messy diaper with oatmeal💙

Went to work padded. You can't tell right?

Double diaper with a few stuffers and filled with lots of oatmeal!

WETTYORNAH’s Hypno Guide

DISCLAIMER: Hypnosis isn’t for everyone. I understand that the idea of it is hard to believe for many people. The truth is, I’m with those people. However, the magic of hypno is letting yourself try and believe it. It takes effort from a good hypnotist and effort from a good subject. If you’re expecting results off the bat, you’re failing yourself. Give it time, listen again and again, and try to believe. Eventually, you might find yourself in a situation you can’t believe your way out of 🤷🏻‍♂️

I’ve labeled them based on the type of hypno I like. As I’m DL rather than AB, you won’t find much about regression or baby like behaviors. This list is mostly meant for encouragement to wear diapers, or bladder control. The three categories are bedwetting (self explanatory), lifestyle (stuff like committing to diapers, realizing they’re right for you), and fuck yourself over (dangerous hypno that usually has a condition, like if you give in and wet, you’ll never be able to stop) They are mostly meant for male listeners as far as I can tell.

So let’s get into it

BEDWETTING/LIFESTYLE

Curse Night Diapers - EMG

This one forces you to wear diapers to bed, along with wetting them. This one doesn’t exactly encourage incontinence, but the fact you’re going to bed in diapers which you will wet will fulfill that desire to become a bedwetter.

BEDWETTING

Bed Wetter - Sarnoga

Doesn’t encourage diapers, but does make you enjoy bedwetting. There’s mention that you’re too immature to choose diapers. This file basically sets you up to become a bedwetter and end up having someone make the choice for you that you need to wear diapers to bed. Great to use with the help of someone else.

FUCK YOURSELF OVER/BEDWETTING Bedwetter Fear to Reality - EMG

Makes you anxious about having an accident, you choose to wear diapers or not. Of course, if you do have an accident, that’s it. One leads to another. Dangerous if you don’t want to find yourself trapped

LIFESTYLE

Diaper Dependence 1 - Champtehotter

The first in his series of making you diaper dependent. This file causes you to commit to diapers and explains why you need them. This is a great first step, and then you can move on to the next one once this one has fucked your mind.

LIFESTYLE

Diaper Train 1 - Sarnoga

This hypno also encourages you to commit to diapers. Each lesson will have you wearing diapers more, first at home alone, then around people, then out in public. It does this by making you feel like you can’t use a toilet to get relief. WARNING: this one did mess with me, and in some files encourages bedwetting even when sharing a bed just to prove you really need diapers.

LIFESTYLE

Every Good Boy Wears Diapers - Sarnoga

Explains every reason why you need diapers to avoid making messes. Diapers are the best choice for boys is the main message

LIFESTYLE

The Diaper Does It - Sarnoga

Makes you love your diapers and give them your control. The main twist of this file is that if you don’t wear diapers every so often, you will start having accidents in your pants. Basically makes a timer in your head so you must come back to diapers.

LIFESTYLE/FUCK YOURSELF OVER

Master your Bladder -

Teaches you that your bladder is in control of your life, and the only way to fix it is to take the control away. Causes bladder incontinence.

FUCK YOURSELF OVER

Diaper Drug - Champtehotter

Imagine you’ve been injected with a drug that makes you love your diapers and become bladder incontinent. As long as you don’t cum, it won’t be permanent. I dare you to listen.

FUCK YOURSELF OVER

Pantswetter Incontinence

Makes you have accidents whenever and wherever until you have no choice but to wear diapers.

Thats it for now, I definitely got more but this took longer than I thought. I like every single one of these, and I think you will too. Let me know how it goes or which one you enjoyed most.

The Planned Accident

My boyfriend and I loved each other, but we were struggling in the bedroom. He was a dominant and aggressive top. I had always fantasized about submitting to someone like him, but in practice, it wasn't working out. We tried bondage. We tried role playing. We tried all sorts of kinks and fetishes, but I always felt awkward. I suppose I was a bit more old fashioned than I cared to admit. Because in spite of my fantasies, I still wanted someone who would be loving and caring and affectionate.

Last year, on my birthday, my boyfriend insisted that we go out to the bars to celebrate. I wasn't really feeling it, but he said he wanted to get me lubed up to help lower my inhibitions, and that he had some plans in store for me when we got home. Desperate to make our relationship work, I agreed and we went out. He must have conspired with most of the patrons in the bar, because everyone was buying me drinks that night. I got so drunk I blacked out.

It was late afternoon the next day before I finally woke up. I immediately noticed that my wrists were restrained - I was handcuffed to the bed. I opened my eyes and - though fuzzy - I could see my boyfriend standing in front of me at the foot of the bed. He looked pissed and he was holding something in his hand. Right around this time, I realized that my shorts... and the bed, for that matter, were soaking wet. I struggled a bit and asked what was going on.

My boyfriend explained to me that he had spent the whole morning doing laundry and cleaning. Apparently, I got so drunk at the bar that I pissed my pants. He said he was humiliated and brought me home immediately. I pissed my pants again on the ride home and obviously got his car seat all wet. And then again shortly after he got me into the house, but I got the carpet all wet, too. He dumped my body in the bathtub while he tried to clean up. Afterward, he checked on me and I hadn't pissed anymore. He figured I had emptied my bladder and it was safe to put me to bed. But he was wrong and I had wet the bed overnight, too.

My boyfriend insisted that I would be wearing diapers for a while. I protested and struggled. I was awake now. I was sober (more or less). This wasn't going to happen again. But he had spent so much time cleaning up after my accidents that he would not listen to me. He stripped my shorts off, then climbed on top of me and pinned my legs down with his knees. I continued to struggle, but to no avail. He put me in an adult diaper. I was so humiliated that it didn't even occur to me how strange it was that he just happened to have a diaper on hand for me to wear.

When he was done putting me in a diaper, he climbed off the bed, pulled out his phone, and took a picture of me. I panicked. He explained that the picture was insurance. He said that if he caught me removing the diaper without his permission, that the picture would go on Facebook. He uncuffed my hands from the bed. I was blackmailed, and so there was nothing I could do.

He kept me in diapers for several days. When we were apart, he texted me at random and made me prove that I was still wearing my diaper. Every diaper had a different design (where was he getting all of these?) and he made me take and send a selfie next to a clock to prove I was wearing it right then. Every time I asked him to let me out, he simply refused. Then, after about a week, he said he would consider letting me out of diapers if I could pass a test and prove that I didn't need them anymore. But the tests he gave me were impossible and all that I succeeded in doing was dehydrating myself. If I complained that it was unfair, he whipped out his phone and threatened to post those photos.

After a few weeks, I stopped struggling and just sort of gave up. I didn't try to hold it in. I just soaked my diaper whenever I felt the need to. After a couple of months, I was pissing in my diaper without even realizing it. And a short time later, it started happening in my sleep, too. I had become dependent on diapers.

Not only was I dependent on my diapers, but I had grown fond of them, too. They were a lot more comfortable than my old underwear. They were so soft and thick and snug and warm and squishy. And I loved how silky-smooth the plastic felt.

I also stopped struggling against my boyfriend when he changed my diapers. In fact, I actually started to look forward to changing time. As humiliating as it was in the beginning, I came to realize that it was a very intimate ritual. When he changed my diapers, I felt exposed and vulnerable, but also aroused.

And that's when it hit me. This was his plan all along. He set me up to have those accidents on my birthday. He wanted to force me into diapers, which he had already purchased and stashed away until he needed them. The impossible tasks he gave me to try to win back my freedom - he had no intention of ever letting me out of diapers.

You would think I'd be mad at him. But I'm not. Because in his own weird way, he fixed our relationship. He's my daddy and I'm his diaper boy. He gets to be the Dom he always wanted to be. And I get the love, care, and affection I craved.