Whenever I Wind Up Finally Getting My Own Place, I'm 100% Never Wearing Clothes Except To Go Outside

Whenever i wind up finally getting my own place, I'm 100% never wearing clothes except to go outside again. Not even because being naked means i could fuck myself anywhere without needing to worry about clothes, but because not wearing clothes just feels so much better. Maybe with a jacket though, cause jackets with nothing else feel suuuuuuper fun toooo

My clothes are soooaaked omg that felt so nice >_<

I haven't peed since around 10 this morning...8 hours ago. I'm gonna go rn and try to pee through my panties and shorts in the shower. I'm still trying to train my brain to go while clothed

you wouldnt forcebreed a puppy, would you? thats so mean and cruel. no matter how much he whines and protests, you would still fuck him full of cum? he barks and growls for you to stop, but you shove is face into the pillow to silence him. his puppyhole is so wet and creamy. are you sure he doesnt want it? he probably wants it, even if he begs for you to quit it through his tears. poor little puppy. he's just going to have to deal with a growing belly of puppies...

My life would be complete if I had this :')

Imagine having a caregiver who wakes you up in the morning with back rubs, butt pats, and head scratches. Imagine them gently cooing at you while you’re acting like a groggy baby, laying there in a soaking wet diaper that proves you’re nothing more than a helpless infant. Your caregiver lets you get all your whines out about how you don’t want to get out of bed, how you need five more minutes, and they just smile at you while listening, giving you the space to pout and fuss while still gently making sure you get up on time to have a productive day.

Imagine your caregiver hand-delivering breakfast to you first thing in the morning after you finally get out of bed, and agreeing that today is a day where you get to be a passenger princess, having them drive you around everywhere you need to go while you jam to your favorite tunes in the car. Your caregiver loves you and coddles you and ensures you meet all your big kid responsibilities, while still finding plenty of opportunities to embarrass you and keep you in your place, right where you so desperately desire to be.

They let you out of your diaper when you get scared of people finding out you wear them, and then puts you right back in them the moment you decide ever being out of them was a mistake, because you both know how much you love and need them. And when it comes time for nigh nighs, they give you a bath, wash your delicate little hair, and read you a bedtime story before kissing you goodnight and tucking you in. That’s what you need, isn’t it? To be their good little kiddo, always and forever, even when you have busy big kid days. To know that even when you’re wearing a mask for the rest of the world, your caregiver sees you for who you really are, and loves you for you, no matter what.

I haven't peed since around 10 this morning...8 hours ago. I'm gonna go rn and try to pee through my panties and shorts in the shower. I'm still trying to train my brain to go while clothed