Casually answering messages while filling your pants on the "toilet."
Unsure what this white seat with a hole is, but nice place to sit and fill my pants
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Casually answering messages while filling your pants on the "toilet."
Unsure what this white seat with a hole is, but nice place to sit and fill my pants
Doug found it harder to resist.
"In fact, you get so giddy when you use them that you forget you need changes rather than forgetting to go potty!"
Doug found, as he looked in the mirror, that the doctor was correct and was the medical expert. He giggled a little as he felt a warmth spreading
"Don't think too much into it, Doug! You love your diapers. You're not potty trained, remember!" Dr. Pugsy stated as his eyes swirled faster.
Doug still had a small doubt as he stood up and looked in the mirror.
"I'm not sure..."
"Oh hush now! You LOVE your diapers and LOVE using them!"
Soon he was wrapped in a thick, white, crinkly undergarment.
"D-doctor is.. that a uh diaper!?" Doug exclaimed.
"No, Doug. They're YOUR diapers!"
Doug's brain felt fuzzy. His diapers? Has he always worn those? No of course not. But maybe. His brain was hurting.
His legs soon were being lifted by Dr. Pugsy with little effort as Doug complied to every command. Why was he listening? This is so humiliating?
Doug tried to resist more when he saw a large, white undergarment being played under his legs. The more he squirmed the harder it was to resist.
Doug shifted nervously while laying on the examination table. Dr. Pugsy did not seem too pleased.
"Well I got a fix for this... Don't you worry. Just focus on me now."
Doug was confused, but what... Were the doctors eyes always pink? And swirly? Doug couldn't move as he felt his pants get removed
"It's not sounding too good in there. Are you going potty regularly?"
Doug was pretty sure he had been, but he also has been hyper focusing a lot more and forgetting to eat and run to the bathroom when his body needed it.
"Well I uhhh try when I remember" Doug stammered out.
After what felt like an eternity, Doctor Pugsy walked in staring at a chart with a concerned face.
"Well Doug, I need you to lie down so we can check something."
Doug did as he was told and Dr. Pugsy took out their stethoscope and began listening to Doug's gut.