Phone A Mommy

How saggy do your diapers get before you change them?? Post a pic of how nice and snug they are when you are first diapered and then how big they are when full!

Ooh, this should be interesting! I do like to see how far some babies let their diapers sag... plastic pants make it even better. When those start to sag, you know that's an overloaded diaper.

We need to see a few pics of double and triple diapers soaked as well. Those are definitely some loaded diapers!

Yes, I agree with you Brenda. More pics of triple or even quadruple soaked babies will be a fantastic site to see.

That would indeed be such a sight to see, lots of diapers on an abdl baby's dirty little bottom where you can barely walk but you could only attempt to waddle.

Nice and snug fresh diaper...
Soggy saggy heavy diaper...
Both r enjoyable and nothing more fun then filling that diaper hehe

I want to know how your diaper feels when you just leak in it. Tell me now, I want to know.

From what I've been told it's warm and wet and squishy and feels very good.

As I feel the warm and welcoming embrace of my soft, snug diaper against my skin, a sudden surge of pleasure courses through my body as I release my bladder. The sensation of the warm liquid spreading throughout the padding is utterly exhilarating, igniting a fire within me. My senses are heightened as I revel in the enticing feeling of being completely vulnerable and unrestrained, my body surrendering to the comforting crinkle and delicious warmth of the diaper. Time stands still as I bask in the intimate and seductive sensation of complete and utter freedom, lost in the intoxicating pleasure of simply letting go and indulging in the irresistible appeal of my soaked diaper.

Feeling the warmth of your release, enveloped by the plush confines of your diaper, is intoxicating. Surrendering to its embrace, you're liberated, your senses ablaze. Every crinkle is a whisper of delight, every sensation a caress. Indulge in the allure of abandon, lost in the seductive symphony of sensation.

Your words paint a tantalizing portrait of sensual surrender. The sensation of release, the soft crinkle of the diaper, each moment a symphony of pleasure. In this intimate embrace, inhibition melts away, leaving only the allure of abandon and the ecstasy of sensation.

In the dance of indulgence, every touch ignites a wildfire of desire. Each whisper of fabric against skin fuels the craving for surrender. In the sanctuary of intimacy, inhibitions dissolve, unveiling the raw beauty of liberation. Together, we bask in the symphony of sensation, lost in the throes of ecstasy.