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Jock'd

(All characters are 18+)

Cameron Hayes was a high school senior with two things that defined him: his love for biology and his passion for nerdy hobbies. He’d always been the type of kid who spent his afternoons reading biology textbooks, obsessing over cellular processes, and analyzing ecosystems. At 18, he was already planning to study biology at a prestigious university, and his life revolved around his love for science. But that was before one fateful night.

It all started when Cameron sat down to finish his biology homework, which was supposed to be a simple review of basic human physiology. As usual, he’d spent hours studying the material the day before, and now it was just a matter of getting the homework done before bed. His room, decorated with posters of scientific breakthroughs and his collection of rare fossils, felt like his sanctuary.

On his desk lay his open notebook, the textbook, and his phone, all with the soft hum of a lamp glowing beside him. He breezed through the first few questions—simple stuff. His mind, sharp as ever, was in its element. But then came the last question. It looked innocent enough:

"What's one form of exercise?"

Cameron didn't hesitate. He wrote down the first thing that came to mind: "Sports."

It was supposed to be a harmless answer. After all, sports were a form of exercise, right?

But the moment he finished writing, something strange happened. His head buzzed, his vision blurred, and an icy chill ran down his spine. He blinked hard, thinking maybe he was just overtired, but something was different. He felt... strange. His body seemed to tingle, like every cell was reconfiguring. He swore he heard faint laughter echoing in the air, distant, but unmistakably mocking.

Before he could even process it, his room began to warp. The walls seemed to contract, the posters of atoms and molecules turning into athletic ones, with images of football players, basketball courts, and weightlifters replacing his beloved scientific displays. A strange heat spread through his body, like he was suddenly in the middle of a workout.

His body itself was changing. His arms grew thicker, more muscular, his once slender frame becoming broader and stronger. His clothes seemed to shrink as his muscles swelled, his jeans tightening around his quads and his shirt clinging to his newly developed pecs. His hair, once a soft brown that barely fell past his ears, now grew short and spiky, and his face changed too—more defined, sharper, with a hint of arrogance.

He stumbled in front of his mirror, his heart racing in confusion. The boy looking back at him wasn’t Cameron Hayes. The reflection was of someone else—tall, strong, and undeniably attractive. His face had lost its nerdy softness, replaced by a chiseled jawline and a confident smirk that Cameron had never worn before. And most bewildering of all: the name that he now saw written on the mirror was no longer "Cameron."

It was "Kyle."

A surge of memories flooded his mind—new ones that didn’t belong to him. He remembered his high school’s football team, the parties, the beer, the girls that surrounded him, and the constant urge to be the center of attention. His brain, once filled with complex scientific concepts, now held only simple things like winning games, lifting weights, and picking up chicks. He felt... dumb.

Cameron—no, Kyle—gazed in horror at his transformation. The old him, the geeky, intelligent Cameron, felt like a distant memory, lost in the haze of his new identity. His brain just didn’t care about science or biology anymore. What mattered now was sports, looking good, and impressing people.

As he stood there, confused yet strangely satisfied by his new reflection, his phone buzzed. It was a message from one of the jocks, no doubt someone who’d gotten a laugh out of this transformation. He read it:

"Bro, you look SO ready for the football game tomorrow. Don’t worry, we’ll show you how to throw a perfect spiral."

The words didn’t even faze him. Kyle just grinned, his mind only focused on the idea of tomorrow’s game. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d cared about homework. Hell, he didn’t even want to know anything about biology anymore. All he wanted was to hang out with his jock friends, hit the gym, and be the life of the party.

As he grabbed a basketball from his new collection of sporty gear, Kyle felt a surge of energy course through him. His muscles flexed, his chest puffed out proudly, and his confidence was sky-high.

He didn’t need to worry about anything anymore—no homework, no classes, no biology notes. His new life was all about being the king of the school, playing sports, and dating hot girls. And he loved it.

When Kyle walked into school the next day, every head turned. His former friends—quiet, bookish kids—now seemed like distant strangers. They watched in awe and confusion as Kyle swaggered down the hallway, laughing with his fellow jocks and getting high-fives from everyone he passed. He didn’t even remember his old friends' names, nor did he care. They weren’t part of his new world.

The old Cameron was gone, replaced by Kyle the jock, and that was just fine with him. There was no turning back now.

By the time Kyle walked through the halls of his high school the next day, he felt completely at home in his new skin. The sensation of power, of confidence, was intoxicating. Every step he took, he felt more sure of himself, more right in this new role. The people he passed seemed to admire him, their eyes following him as he swaggered down the hallway.

As he approached his first class, he bumped into Madison, the most popular girl in school. With her long blonde hair, perfect smile, and reputation for dating only the top athletes, Madison was everything Cameron had once admired from a distance. Now, she was smiling at him, and her eyes had a sparkle that made Kyle feel like he was on top of the world.

"Hey, Kyle," Madison said, her voice low and flirtatious. "I saw you at the gym yesterday. You’re looking even bigger than last week."

Kyle grinned, puffing out his chest a little. "Yeah, just trying to stay ahead of the game, you know? Got to keep the muscles strong if I want to keep winning."

Madison giggled, her hand brushing his arm as if she was already claiming him. "I like a guy who works hard," she said, clearly impressed by his new look—and more so by his jock swagger.

Kyle’s new brain buzzed with excitement, and he leaned in a little, his voice oozing confidence as he responded, "Well, I don’t just work hard, babe, I dominate."

It felt so natural. Too natural.

Madison laughed again, this time a little more flirtatiously, and Kyle felt the old Cameron—deep down, in the quiet corners of his mind—shudder. But he didn’t care. He was Kyle now.

The bell rang, and as they made their way to class, Madison slid her arm through his, leaning in close to him as they walked. Kyle smiled smugly, enjoying the attention, enjoying the way people looked at them with envy.

Later that afternoon, Kyle met up with his jock buddies in the cafeteria, his tray piled high with a ridiculous amount of food. They were already at their usual table, laughing and tossing around their footballs. Kyle was one of the guys now, and it felt like he was finally where he belonged.

"Yo, Kyle!" Tom, the quarterback, shouted when Kyle walked up, slapping him on the back. "Madison was totally checking you out, man. You’ve got her hooked. She was practically drooling over you."

Kyle chuckled, running a hand through his freshly spiked hair. "Yeah, she’s been eyeing me for a while. What can I say? I’m irresistible."

His friends all laughed in agreement, nodding enthusiastically.

"Dude, you’ve got everything," another guy, Mike, added. "The muscles, the looks, the girls. Seriously, it’s like you were born to be a jock."

Kyle threw his head back, laughing, and for a moment, he actually felt like he was on top of the world. "Hell yeah, man. That’s because I don’t waste time on stupid stuff. I’ve got priorities, you know?"

The guys nodded in agreement, each of them trying to one-up each other with stories of parties, girls, and who’d bench-pressed the most at the gym.

Kyle’s new personality had already become a perfect fit for this crowd. He found himself throwing out one-liners about how much he hated studying, mocking anyone who wasn’t in sports, and bragging about how he could easily pick up a girl just by showing off his abs.

The old Cameron—the one who loved discussing the complexities of plant biology and how to identify different species of insects—seemed like a memory from a distant life. Now, he was the guy cracking jokes about how much homework he’d skipped or how much he could drink without puking.

And as the conversation shifted to tonight’s football game, Kyle grinned even wider. This was it. The peak of high school glory.

"After we crush these guys on the field, we’re gonna hit up Joey’s party," Kyle said with a smirk. "You know, get some drinks, talk to some babes. Maybe even let them take a selfie with me."

The guys laughed and cheered, high-fiving each other. They didn’t even seem to care that the game wasn’t for a few hours. They were all already living for the after-party, and that was enough.

And then, as if on cue, Madison showed up, leaning in from behind and slipping her arm around his waist. "Hey, Kyle," she purred, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ready for tonight? You can show me how many push-ups you can do with me on top of you."

The table erupted in hoots and laughs, and Kyle felt an unfamiliar sense of pride flood him. Madison was his. She was smiling at him, wanting him, and all of his jock friends were jealous.

"Yeah," Kyle replied coolly, "I think tonight’s gonna be a good night."

And just like that, he realized: he didn’t care anymore. The old Cameron, the one who loved biology and was obsessed with books, was a distant, pointless memory. What mattered now was sports, muscles, parties, and making everyone around him know that he was the king of this school.

As Madison kissed him on the cheek, her fingers tracing his abs, Kyle couldn’t help but smirk. This was the life. And there was no going back. Not that he wanted to.

A life-altering experience

For @bigwishes

Male body tf. Jockification. Muscle tf. If someone would have a look at your browser history, they would know rather quickly what you were into. And I mean, everyone who reads this will probably have searched for the same things. You liked buff men. Dumb men. Buff dumb men. And, like most of us, you wanted to become one. A big buff dumb man. 

You were scrolling over Tumblr for the billionth time when you got a notification. It was from an app you didn’t know was on your phone; “YFFRIT”. You tried to delete it, but when you selected the application you could not find a way to get rid of the app. You accidentally opened the app, taking you to a screen with a white background. Words faded onto the screen. “Muscle”. “Testosterone”. “Dumb”. “Muscle”. “Testosterone”. “Dumb”.

Being almost hypnotized by the screen, your body started to expand. Your arms became more toned as muscle fibres grew and thickened. Your body fat melted away, revealing a chiseled six-pack. You grew a few inches, and a sudden calmness spread across your body. Your mind had become slower as if all the stimuli needed some extra time to process. 

The transformation finished. Your new body: it was just wow! It was strong and lean. You felt the testosterone pumping through your veins. Your mind was calm. Life was great. New words appeared on the screen. “Your first transformation is complete. Care for a change?” You pressed yes, and new words started to fade onto the screen: “Muscle”. “Testosterone”. “Musk”. “Muscle”. “Testosterone”. “Musk”.

These new words changed you even more! Your body began to emit this strong smell. Pungent, like a gym bag that hadn’t been washed for days. You felt sweat dripping down your body, forming a little puddle between your feet. A small layer of fat started to spread across your body, topping off your muscles with a bit of jiggle. A light beard appeared on your chin. You went from a generic muscle jock to something beefier. Something between a jock and a bear.

The words on your screen changed once more. “Muscle”. “Musk”. “Bear”. “Muscle”. “Musk”. “Bear”.  A thick pelt of hair covered your arms, legs, torso and back. This layer also started to stink, making your whole body a big smelly mess. The hairs on your face grew more coarse, and your muscles grew even bigger. What you thought were your abs grew exponentially. However, instead of 6 individual units, your belly started to expand like one big balloon. A giant muscle gut formed, the size of a skippy ball! You heard a grumbling sound, followed by the smelliest belch escaping your mouth. You had gone from a jock to a full-on muscle bear!

The magical app deleted itself, leaving you in this new, smelly, hairy reality.

Rules For Littles In Diapers Or Pull-Ups

You are in diapers or pull-ups for a reason, but they are not interchangeable!  What are the expectations for littles?

Use your diapers (very) often, that’s what it’s they’re for and that’s why you’re in them!

Using your diaper (often) is totally okay, and is 100% expected that you do (you are not expected to ask if you need to use it, just use it).

It’s never an “accident” to use your diaper, but it’s an accident if your diaper leaks (your caregiver can decide if the accident is your fault and what (if any) corrective actions need to be taken).

If you hold it and then go all at once, you greatly increase chances for an accident, and having it be your fault.

You should be doing little tinkles in your diaper about every few minutes or so (you need to keep that bladder empty, and also make sure you hydrate).

If you have a caregiver, it is typical that you won’t even be allowed to touch, or change your diapers, or even ask for a diaper change (hopefully your caregiver is attentive and will be taking care of your diapers (and other needs) for you).

If you have a caregiver, you should cooperate fully with having your diaper checked, and having your diaper changed (if you don’t and your diaper leaks (which it will eventually), then it’s your fault and you will be in trouble).

If you’re in pull-ups, the rules are very different than when you’re in diapers, and you’ll need to be more disciplined or face discipline!

Your pull-up is like protective underwear (trainers) and is there “just in case”.

You are expected to try to keep your pull-ups clean and dry, unless you ask your caregiver and they say its okay for you to use it (like if you’re stuck in traffic, or at a concert or movie, or having tummy troubles and can’t make it to a potty in time)

Unlike diapers, going potty in your pull-ups is an accident and might get you in trouble (like getting spanked and put back in diapers until further notice).

You won’t be allowed to take your pull-up off, unless your caregiver says its okay, but you will probably be allowed to pull them down to go potty in the toilet and pull them back up when you’re done.

Pull-ups are way more likely to leak than diapers.  Having an accident in your pull-up and having it leak could mean double-trouble for you (and your rear-end).

Having to change your used pull-up will not be popular with your caregiver because some of your clothes might need to be taken off completely before you can be cleaned up and and get put into a fresh pull-up.  Keep in mind, that it might be easier for the caregiver to rip the pull-up off, give you a (deserved) spanking, then tape you into a fresh diaper, then to take your clothes off.

If the additional expectations are causing stress, it might be a really good idea to very sweetly ask your caregiver to put you back in diapers instead of using your pull-ups and getting in trouble. Long car rides, air travel, movies, concerts, vacations (Disney!), afternoon naps, sleeping, sicknesses (tummy troubles!), and getting over stressful times, are some very common (and good) reasons for being put back in diapers.

I expect better behavior now that it’s clear what the rules are!

You can cum in your diaper whenever you want, Daddy never stops you.

But every time you do...

🌧️ You lose a little bit of your continence. You'll need those diapers.

🙊 You lose one adult word from your vocabulary. Starting with "sex"

🍥 You lose independent thinking. you become dependent on Daddy.

Their little ones all respond differently to this new ... Condition:

🔐Some beg for chastity, As they lose more and more function, trying desperately to hold on to adulthood.

😵‍💫 Some are punished with orgasms, their caregivers make them more compliant with each spurt.

🫠 Some gladly seize the buzzy wand and melt their precious little brains.

Helpless in diapers

The first thing he noticed was that he couldn’t move.

And then he heard his boyfriend's voice.

“Does this feel familiar?” he taunted.

He tried to speak up, but all that escaped was drool and a garbled noise.

“Aww poor baby, you can’t speak, can you?” His boyfriend's voice was laced with sweetness. But he was feeling anything but sweet at this moment.

He had made a critical error in his thinking. Just the other night his boyfriend had asked him if he had any kinks and he’d said no, deciding now was not the time to reveal his diaper fetish. He was scared that he’d recoil, move backwards or even break up with him.

But it turns out he had asked him because he knew.  

he knew he wanted to be a helpless drooling baby. Wanted to become his plaything. Forced to sit in his bulging diaper until “daddy” came to change him.

“I guess you didn’t think I’d find out did you?” he sat on the bed next to him and patted the front of his bulging diaper. Strangely enough, he hadn’t remembered wetting it. But then he explained it to him.

“Last night I put a pill in your post workout shake. It reduces your body to that of an infant. No control over your legs, arms, anything really.” he continued to pat the front his heavy diaper as he tried to sit up, get any motion in his arms and legs. “The pill lasts 24 hours. And then all function returns. Oh and you can forget about bowel and bladder control.” he giggled.

“When I found out you wanted to be daddies helpless drooling baby, I decided to help you along for a bit. Now you can see what it’s really like.”

He tried to speak. Tried to tell him that this isn’t what he wanted. That it was only a game, a fetish. Something to do for fun. But he couldn’t speak, only drool escaped his mouth.

“Because you wanted this so badly, I put three pills in your drink, so that should give you about three days of fun baby time. Don’t worry, I know this weekend you wanted to hang out with the guys, but I know you’d much rather be doing this instead. So just lie there, I’ll bring you a new bottle every hour. Who knows.” he said grinning before shutting the door. “There might be another pill in there at the end of the weekend. I might want you to be my baby forever…”

The door shut and he gurgled some more. He was trapped…

I know someone who does!!

@rlgqman510

Declaration of Consent - Annex to ABDL Caretaker Agreement

The following is an example for a very detailed declaration of consent which may be used in combination with the ABDL Caretaker Agreement to determine which types of actions may be performed with implied consent unless you declare otherwise. While it cannot be guaranteed that the legal authorities in your country actually deem such declaration valid in all regards, it may at least serve as a guideline and may help you to determine the extent of your respective responsibilities. Please read it carefully and adapt it to your needs. Be responsible and treat it as if it were a binding agreement. 

I. Preamble

By virtue of the following declaration, I _________________________, grant my caretaker _______________________ and his/her designated representatives, the powers and authorizations required for the execution of the AB/DL caretaker agreement we have signed on _________________.

The goal of said agreement and of this declaration is to establish a long-term relationship in which we will assume the roles of caretaker and adult baby. In the course of this relationship, my caretaker shall treat me like a diaper dependent baby and shall subject me to a strict diaper training regimen.

Since it is my wish to experience the dependency and helplessness of a little baby that is incapable of forming an opinion, this declaration shall grant my caretaker all powers and authorizations that are required for this purpose.

Until I expressly declare otherwise, I wish to be bound by the provisions contained in this declaration and waive my corresponding rights and personal freedoms, until I withdraw my consent in accordance with the general provisions of this declaration (Section II, § 3).

For further clarification, I have compiled a list of measures and treatments, to which I hereby consent in advance, in order to forego the need to expressly confirm my consent when these measures are about to be applied.

Insofar as it does not violate the limits set out in this declaration and in the corresponding caretaker agreement, any action or treatment falling within the scope of what I have provided for in this declaration, shall be deemed as consented to, unless I expressly declare otherwise.

II. General Provisions

§ 1 – Scope and purpose of the waiver

By virtue of this declaration, I waive, for the purpose of my babyfication and diaper training, all rights and responsibilities in regard to all aspects of my daily life listed below, and grant my caretaker absolute authority in these regards, for as long as this declaration and the corresponding caretaker contract are in force.

This authority may only be exercised in accordance with the limits and restrictions set out in said agreement and may not be exercised in any manner that would be contrary to public policy or in violation of the laws applicable at my place of residence or at the place where the respective treatment is to take place.

§ 2 – Revocability and Modifiability

I am aware that I cannot legally forfeit my personal freedoms and my legally protected rights and that I have the power to alter or withdraw this declaration or any part thereof at any time and for any reason whatsoever.

I am further aware, that I may alter or withdraw my consent to any of the measures and treatments listed below under any circumstances and for any reason whatsoever.

With this in mind, I hereby declare that I wish to be bound by the provisions of this declaration and treated accordingly, until I expressly declare the contrary. Unless I declare otherwise, I wish to be treated in the manner described therein, and consent to all treatments I have specified, provided that they comply with the limits set out in the caretaker agreement and in this declaration.

§ 3 – Declaration of withdrawal or modification

In case that I wish to alter or withdraw any part of this declaration or that I wish to declare the lack of my consent to any treatment I am about to receive, I will use the following signals in order to make sure that what I am about to say is not misunderstood as utterances of displeasure within the confines of my role:

1. “Time Out” (or, if I am unable to speak: forming a T with my hands)

By using this signal, I indicate that I wish to take all current activities on hold in order to speak without the limits and restrictions of my role, and that I have something to declare which may affect the treatment I am about to receive. When this signal is used, the caretaker may not exercise any powers or authorizations provided by this declaration or by the caretaker agreement until I had the opportunity to speak freely.

2. “Game Over” (or, if I am unable to speak: throat-cutting gesture)

By using this signal, I indicate that I withdraw my consent and that I wish to stop all activities and all current restrictions until I declare otherwise. Until I expressly confirm that I wish to continue, all authorizations are on hold and may not be exercised under any circumstances.

§ 4 – Right of termination in case of withdrawal

I am aware that the powers listed below are necessary to provide my caretaker with the authority that is required for the effective execution of the caretaker agreement.

Therefore, I hereby grant my caretaker the right to terminate said contract in case of any alteration or withdrawal of this declaration or its provisions made without his/her consent that would render him/her incapable of performing his/her duties under said agreement.

This right may only be exercised after all attempts to reach an understanding and to agree on alternate provisions have failed.

III. Waiver and Declaration of Consent

In accordance with these general provisions, I hereby make the following declarations of my own volition and free from any undue influence or force:

1) I consent to be forced to wear diapers at all times.

I hereby waive the right to wear any underwear except diapers and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to ensure that I stay diapered at all times.

For this purpose, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- take away all my underwear except diapers

- punish me whenever I refuse to wear diapers or whenever I try to remove my diaper without permission

- prevent removal of worn diapers by use of lockable clothing items (e.g. locking plastic pants or onesies) or restraints (e.g. locking mittens)

- check my diaper at any time to make sure it has not been tampered with

- restrain me when putting me in diapers and during diaper changes so that I cannot resist being diapered

- try to create an emotional dependence on diapers by applying stimuli that make me associate wearing diapers with comfort, security and pleasure, and not wearing them with pain and discomfort

- convince me that being seen in diapers is nothing to be afraid of (e.g. by frequent outings in barely concealed diapers)

- convince me that I am already diaper dependent and no longer have any other option but to stay in diapers

2) I consent to be deprived of all potty privileges.

I hereby waive the right to choose how and when to relieve myself and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to ensure that I have no other choice but to use my diapers for their intended purposes under any circumstances.

In particular, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- make all toilets and bathrooms inaccessible

- prevent me from removing my diaper without permission

- punish me for any attempt to avoid using my diapers (preferably in a manner that forces me to use them)

3) I consent to be diaper trained.

I hereby waive the right to remain continent and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to diaper train me so that I give up all control over my bladder and bowels until I am fully diaper dependent and unable to go without them.

In particular, they may do the following to achieve this result, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- ensure that I use my diaper as often as possible by means of increased fluid intakes, diuretics, laxatives and special diets (letting me know of these measures is not required, provided that all medical limits are observed and that there is no risk of physical harm)

- check my diaper throughout the day and punish me, if I have not used it adequately

- make me listen to incontinence hypnosis in order to cause bedwetting and loss of bladder and bowel control

- make me doubt my remaining continence (e.g. by setting me up to have accidents) and convince me that I am already too diaper dependent to ever regain my potty training

- condition me to give up control by applying stimuli that make me subconsciously associate letting go in my diaper with pleasure and comfort and holding it in with pain and discomfort, until I unconsciously refrain from exercising such control

- train me to keep my sphincter muscles in a relaxed state for prolonged periods of time, e.g. by making me do reverse kegel exercises (inflatable plugs and similar devices may be used to actively facilitate this process for the anal sphincters)

- prevent me from exercising control over my bladder and bowels for a certain amount of time by use of catheters, hollow buttplugs, and/or similar devices (long-term use is restricted; catheters may only be used for up to five consecutive days with at least two weeks of rest between each application; buttplugs may only be used for up to 12 hours per day, or for up to 24 hours followed by at least two days of rest)

4) I consent to have my freedom of movement and my physical abilities restricted.

I hereby waive the right to maintain my freedom of movement and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to restrain me and to limit my physical abilities whenever they deem it appropriate.

In particular, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- confine me to my crib, a play pen or similar areas suitable for a baby

- restrain me to prevent me from interfering with their care (e.g. when being fed or during diaper changes)

- restrain me to render me incapable of performing certain actions on my own, so that I have to rely on them like an actual baby (e.g. with padded mittens, spreader-bars, etc.)

- use restraints when administering a punishment so that I cannot interfere with it

- use pacifier gags or similar devices to keep my mouth occupied and to ensure that I stay silent when it is required

5) I consent to be deprived of all privacy towards my caretaker and his/her representatives.

I hereby waive my right to privacy and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to make sure that I am supervised at all times.

In particular, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- supervise me at all times or employ baby sitters and other personnel to do so in their stead

- accompany me at all times or make me go with them whenever possible

- use baby monitors or similar devices to check on me under any circumstances

- check the state of my diaper and make me give true feedback concerning its usage, regardless of the circumstances

- access any part of my body in any way they like whenever they deem it necessary

- track my location and my activities by use of suitable tracking devices and/or software

6) I consent to be humiliated.

I hereby waive the right to be treated in a respectful manner and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to tease me and to force me into humiliating situations.

In particular, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent, until I expressly declare otherwise:

- tease me, e.g. for looking and behaving like a baby, for needing diapers, for being too immature, etc.

- make me humiliate myself (e.g. by forcing me to beg for something in a babyish manner or by forcing me to behave like an infant)

- humiliate me by treating me in an exceptionally babyish manner (even in presence of other people)

- make me have accidents or leaks in public (e.g. being fed laxatives before going out; going out while wearing a diaper with punctured outer layer)

- make me use my diaper on command (even with other people watching)

- dress me in a humiliating manner (e.g. noticeable diaper bulge, diaper showing above waistband, childish clothes, accessories indicating my babyhood, etc.)

- force me to touch and smell my used diapers by wrapping them around my head as a diaper hood (even messy ones)

- write humiliating things on my skin or my diaper (may be hard to wash off, but only temporary in nature; must be concealable when at work or in public)

- reveal the fact that I need to wear diapers, provided that my identity is protected and that it happens in a socially acceptable manner (e.g. to the store personnel when buying new diapers)

- make up a reason, why I need to wear diapers and force me to confirm it when someone asks about my diapers

- make me post pictures or reports concerning my new life or the punishments I receive online, provided that my identity remains protected and that my name and my face are not revealed

7) I consent to receive corporal punishments.

I hereby waive my right to be free from corporal punishments and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to discipline me by inflicting physical pain or discomfort, insofar as it complies with the limits set out in the caretaker agreement and that there is no danger of causing any serious or long-lasting harm.

In particular, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- spank me on my bare/diapered bottom and/or my thighs (with hand, hairbrush or paddle; harsher devices such as tawse, cane or belt may be used only in extraordinarily severe cases)

- cause painful cramps by administering large enemas, suppositories or high doses of laxatives and by preventing me from relieving myself for a certain amount of time (additional ingredients may be added to make it more painful, e.g. glycerin, etc.; medical limits need to be observed)

- force me to remain in a used diaper until I suffer from diaper rash (proper aftercare required; long-term damage must be avoided)

- fill my diaper with things that cause pain or discomfort (e.g. stinging nettles, inserts with spikes, etc.)

- cause pain or discomfort by stretching my anal sphincter with large plugs or similar objects (either by repeatedly inserting them or by forcing me to retain them for several hours); damage to sphincter and colon must be avoided at all costs

8) I consent to be restricted in my sexual autonomy.

I hereby waive my right to choose under which circumstances and in which manner I may be subjected to sexual stimulation, and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to either withhold or inflict such sexual stimulation at their discretion.

In particular, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- prevent me from pleasuring myself and keep me in chastity (e.g. with a fitting chastity device or by means of restraints)

- prevent me from accessing my genitals and punish me for any attempt to stimulate them

- stimulate my genitals directly or indirectly (e.g. through a diaper) and use appropriate devices (e.g. sex toys, vibrators, etc.) to administer such stimulation

- administer anal stimulation and/or prostate massages

- bring me to the edge and leave me frustrated

- force me to orgasm several times in a row

- use sexual stimulation as an incentive to facilitate my diaper training (e.g. stimulation only in fully used diapers)

9) I consent to have almost all aspects of my daily life decided for me.

I hereby waive all rights and responsibilities in regard to the following aspects of my daily life and grant my caretaker absolute authority in these regards within the scope set out in the caretaker agreement and in accordance with the following provisions:

a. Appearance

b. Personal Hygiene

c. Sustenance & Diet

d. Fitness & Physical Health

e. Recreational Activities

f. Finances

g. Living Conditions

a. Appearance

I hereby waive the right to determine my outer appearance and the right to alter it in any way without permission of my caretaker.

This waiver includes but is not limited to the following aspects:

- Clothes & Accessories (including diapers & all baby gear)

- Hairstyle & Hair Color (including wigs, extensions, etc.)

- Makeup & Cosmetics

- Scents & Fragrances (including fragrant products like baby powder etc.)

I hereby grant my caretaker the authority to make any alterations that do not violate the limits set out in the caretaker agreement and vow to abide by them until he/she decides otherwise.

In particular, my caretaker and his/her representatives may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- dress and undress me (by force if necessary)

- diaper me and dress me in plastic pants and other baby gear (type and number of diapers and inserts is chosen by caretaker)

- force me to visibly wear certain items or accessories (even if they belong to the opposite sex or indicate my babyhood)

- expose any part of my body or my diaper (insofar as it does not violate any limit and is performed in a socially acceptable manner)

- have my hair cut, styled, dyed or otherwise modified

- have my facial hair trimmed or removed

- have my body hair removed and its regrowth prevented

- apply makeup, nail polish and other cosmetic products

- treat me with fragrant products or fragrant substances (even unpleasant smells are allowed)

However, none of these measures may be applied in any way that would violate the limits set out in the caretaker agreement, in particular the provisions concerning the right to maintain a professional appearance in all work-related matters and the safeguards required when in public.

b. Personal Hygiene

I hereby waive the right to provide for my personal hygiene and fully submit to the care provided by my caretaker and his/her representatives in this regard.

This waiver includes but is not limited to the following aspects:

- Diaper Changes (including clean up)

- Taking care of bodily waste (including soiled clothes and diapers)

- Diaper Checks

- Baths & Showers

- Dental Hygiene

- Skin Care (Creams, Lotions, Powders, etc.)

I hereby authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to take all necessary steps to ensure my personal hygiene and vow to submit to their care without attempting to provide for it myself without their permission.

In particular, my caretaker and his/her representatives may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- check my diaper under any circumstances (even in public and without giving prior notice)

- change my diaper and properly clean my diaper area (even in public, provided that it takes place in a socially acceptable manner, e.g. in a public changing room)

- force me to remain in a used diaper until they decide that I need a change

- wash and clean any part of my body in any manner they deem necessary (by force if required)

- brush my teeth and apply other forms of dental care

- apply skin care products to any part of my body (type and amount is determined by caretaker)

- deny me certain measures as punishment, provided that there is no risk of causing any long-term harm (e.g. less diaper changes, no protection against diaper rash)

c. Sustenance & Diet

I hereby waive the right to choose how to sustain myself and grant my caretaker and his/her representatives absolute authority in this regard, provided that I receive all necessary nutrients to stay fit and healthy.

This waiver includes but is not limited to the following aspects and privileges:

- the right to choose which types of food and drinks are to be consumed under which circumstances

- the right to determine which amounts of which foods and drinks are to be consumed

- the right to choose in which state the food and the drinks are to be consumed (e.g. after putting the food through a blender)

- the manner in which food and drinks are to be consumed (e.g. via bottle/sippy cup; fed by caretaker; etc.)

- the right to determine which ingredients are used for the preparation of my food and my drinks (dietary requirements and medical limits must be observed)

I fully submit to my caretaker and his/her representatives in this regard and authorize them to ensure that I am sustained in a way that is suitable for a healthy adult baby.

In particular, they may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- prevent me from feeding myself (use of restraints is allowed) and feed me instead (by force, if necessary)

- make me feed myself in a babyish way (e.g. only using my hands)

- force me to eat and drink what I am given, regardless of the taste and the ingredients

- restrict may access to any other types of food and drinks than the ones provided by them

- enforce a diet designed to facilitate my diaper training (e.g. lots of fiber, fruits, foods containing large amounts of water, etc.)

- mix diuretics, laxatives or similar substances into my food and into my drinks to facilitate my diaper training and to erode my trust in my continence (this may be done without my knowledge, but only within the recommended dosages and not on a regular basis)

d. Fitness & Physical Health

I hereby waive my right to determine how and under which conditions I exercise, and grant my caretaker absolute authority in this regard. He/she may establish a fitness regimen suitable for my needs and enforce it with the means of discipline provided in the caretaker agreement.

In particular, my caretaker and his/her representatives may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- put me on a diet, until I reach optimal weight

- force me to work out and exercise the way they tell me to (this may even take place in public or in a fitness studio)

- check my weight, my BMI, my vitals, etc.

- discipline me if I start to slack off

e. Recreational Activities

I hereby waive my right to choose how I spend my free time and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to ensure that all my activities are suitable for the adult baby that I am.

This waiver includes but is not limited to the following aspects and privileges:

- the right to use entertainment items or media that are not suitable for a young child

- the right to decide which toys, which entertainment items and which media may be used under which circumstances

- the right to decide which activities I may or may not partake in during my free-time

- the right to choose where and when to partake in which activities

In particular, my caretaker and his/her representatives may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- replace all entertainment items, media files or toys that are not suitable for a young child with more appropriate alternatives (e.g. baby toys)

- install parental locks on all electronic devices insofar as they are not needed for work

- plan outings and outdoor activities without my knowledge and surprise me with whatever they have planned for me

- make me partake in babyish activities such as playing with baby toys, watching pre-school tv, etc.

- organize playdates with other ABDLs and their respective caretakers

- prevent me from going out without supervision

- prevent me from engaging in any non-permitted activities

- force me to engage in activities that I do not like (e.g. ballet, etc.) as if they actually were my hobby

f. Finances

I hereby waive the right to govern my own financial matters and to exercise control over my own property and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to do so in my stead, provided that they govern it with my benefit in mind.

This waiver includes but is not limited to the following aspects and privileges:

- the right to access my bank accounts or to use any other means of obtaining money

- the right to choose which amounts of money I may spend for which purposes

- the right to establish any contractual obligations with other persons

- the right to decide how my property is used and whether or not I may keep it or whether or not I have to dispose of it

In particular, my caretaker and his/her representatives may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- limit my financial recourses to a small allowance that barely covers my daily needs

- insist that I am too immature to buy things on my own and make me depend on them to get what I need

- take hold of my bank accounts and my money and prevent me from making any unpermitted dispositions in regard to my property (their powers are limited to proper maintenance and may not be used to my financial disadvantage)

- get rid of property that I no longer need and replace it with more suitable alternatives (if the items are valuable, they have to ensure that I receive proper compensation)

g. Living Conditions

I hereby waive the right to maintain my own lodgings and authorize my caretaker and his/her representatives to alter my living conditions in any way they see fit that does not violate the limits of the caretaker agreement or of this declaration and does not interfere with my professional obligations.

This waiver includes but is not limited to the following aspects and privileges:

- the right to live on my own and maintain separate lodgings

- the right to determine where I live and in which kind of lodgings I reside

- the right to determine how my lodgings are furnished and how they are designed

- the right to keep my own furniture (e.g. furniture that is not designed for a baby)

In particular, my caretaker and his/her representatives may do the following, to which I hereby consent until I expressly declare otherwise:

- find more suitable lodgings for my care and force me to move in with them

- replace my furniture with more suitable baby furniture in my size

- turn my room into a nursery

- force me to get rid of my previous lodgings

IV. Limits

None of the declarations listed above may be interpreted in any manner that would allow my caretaker or his/her representatives to either do or cause me to do any of the following:

- activities that may be considered illegal or indecent at the place of my residence or at the place where the respective action is to be performed

- activities that would reveal the nature of this relationship and anything relating to its contents and to my diaper fetish to people who may know of my identity, unless I have given express permission to do so

- activities that would reveal my identity to people who know about my diaper wearing habits or my diaper fetish, unless I have given express permission to do so

- activities that would risk to interfere with my career and/or my professional obligations, insofar as I am employed and/or pursuing a career

- activities that may cause any serious or long-term harm

- activities that are intended to be to my financial disadvantage and dispositions in regard to my property for which there is no proper compensation

V. Duration

All of these provisions and declarations shall remain in force and binding until I declare otherwise in accordance with the general provisions of this declaration.

_______________________ _______________________________

         Place and Date                            Signature of the charge

The following is a corresponding declaration of the caretaker in which he/she declares to abide by all provisions and to respect the limits and responsibilities that come with the relationship.

Annex 2 – Declaration of Compliance (Caretaker)

I, ________________________, hereby declare that I have read and understood all my responsibilities as a caretaker and vow to properly take care of my charge __________________________ so that he/she may thrive and become a healthy and well-behaved adult baby.

I further declare that I have understood the extent of the powers granted by my charge and acknowledge that he/she may withdraw his/her consent regarding any part of these authorizations at any time and under any circumstances without any need for a reason or justification. In case of such withdrawal, I vow to respect his/her wishes and promise to refrain from any undue influence or force that may prevent him/her from exercising his/her right to end this relationship.

I vow to abide by all limits and restrictions stipulated in the caretaker agreement and in the corresponding declaration of consent and promise to exercise my powers and authorities with caution to avoid any risk of violating these limits.

Correspondingly, I vow to ensure that all representatives and all other parties involved in this relationship are subject to the same restrictions and that they maintain secrecy regarding the nature and the details of this relationship.  

_______________________ _______________________________

         Place and Date                            Signature of Caretaker

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57 Ways to Humiliate a Sub Faggot

Humiliation is an important part of every faggot’s training. When a Man humiliates a faggot, He’s teaching him humility (a faggot must remain humble and not allow his ego to get in the way of his ability to serve and obey superior Men), respect (a faggot must learn to show appreciation and esteem to superior Men) and obedience (a faggot must learn to cede all control to superior Men). Plus, it’s just plain fun to embarrass or shame a faggot sometimes — and faggots exist to amuse as much as they do to serve.

Unfortunately, faggots have very little shame. Therefore, it can sometimes be difficult to imagine new ways to humiliate them. With that in mind, i’ve created a the following list of 57 ways for Men to humiliate Their faggots. Go forth, Men, and have fun playing with your subs!

Make him wear a butt plug and send him to the gym to workout — ensuring that he changes and showers in the locker room with the butt plug still in.

Cum on his face or in his hair, then send him out to run errands for You; make it clear that he’ll be severely punished if he returns and You discover that he’s wiped the cum off.

Call or text him at will and order him to piss his pants and send You a picture of it. If You do it when You know he’s out in public — at a bar, perhaps, or on the train during their evening commute home from work — even better.

Serve him his dinner in a dog bowl and make him eat it — sans utensils — kneeling like an animal on the floor next to You while You sit and eat Your dinner at the table like the Man You are.

Make him serve as a piece of furniture — a footrest, perhaps, or a coffee table on which people can set their drinks — during Your next party.

Make him address You as “Sir” in public. He should already be doing it in private, but addressing You that way in public will take Your power dynamic to a whole new level. To kick it up yet another notch, make him call You “Master.”

Outfit him with an ashtray mouth gag and station him on Your patio for smokers to use during Your next get-together.

Spontaneously order him to jerk off to completion in front of You or others in a random or inopportune time and/or place. Then, make him eat his load.

Forbid him from using the restroom for the day and make him wear a diaper, instead. Let him know you’ll be inspecting the diaper later, so he’d better make use of it.

Make him use the bathroom — piss and/or shit, Your choice — in front of You or others.

Perform an unannounced strip search and/or cavity check in an unexpected time or place — out at a bar, for instance, or in the parking lot when You’re out running errands.

Piss or cum into his food; make him eat it while You watch.

Forbid him to walk in front of You; faggots have to crawl on all fours.

Lock him in a cage naked during Your next party and let Your guests ogle at him like a zoo animal.

Dress him in slutty clothes and send him out in public to run errands for You.

Make him give himself an enema while You watch.

Make him use the urinal in a public mensroom with his pants around his ankles; or, if he has to shit, make him do so in a stall with the door wide open. Alternatively, or in addition, require that he always keep the door wide open when he’s using the bathroom at home.

Make him wear a leash and collar in Your presence. Or, even better, out in public.

Forbid him from making eye contact with You.

Handcuff him in public.

Make him kneel in a public restroom with the word “toilet” written on his forehead.

Lock his cock in a chastity device.

Lock his cock in a chastity device, then make him change at the gym, the swimming pool, the beach, etc., with the cock cage on.

Shave his head.

Shave all his body hair.

Scold him like he’s a little boy.

Reprimand him in public when he does something bad.

Spank him in public.

Write “faggot” on his face or body with suntan lotion, then take him sunbathing and let the sun “brand” him.

Make him wear a T-shirt out in public that says “i’m a faggot,” or “slave,” or “pussyboy,” or “cumdump.”

Put him in a timeout, standing naked in the corner facing the wall for a period of time.

Spit in his face — bonus if it’s a loogie — and make him keep it there to dry. Forbid him from wiping it off.

Take him to the bathhouse with messages like “breed me” or “i drink piss” or “cocksucker” written all over his body in permanent marker.

Next time he’s eating Your ass, rip a fart in his face.

Next time You take a dump, take Your finger — or even Your turd itself — and wipe a streak of shit on his upper lip. Demand that he wear Your shit mustache there all day.

Make him suck a dildo in a public place — in the car on the highway during rush hour, for example — so others can see.

Only allow him to use the bathroom outside, like a dog.

Make him eat things out of Your ass.

Gag him with Your cock until he pukes, then make him lick up his vomit.

Make him sleep on the floor next to your bed, instead of in the bed.

Slap him. Hard.

Make him lick your shoes or boots — on command, in public.

Pee next to him at the urinal when You’re out and about; turn and face him so that You piss on him instead of in the urinal. Laugh, and make him walk around with Your piss all over him.

Make him wipe Your ass for You. Either with toilet paper, with his hand or with his tongue. All three are extremely humiliating.

Make him verbally recite a list of five, 10, 20 — whatever — things he loves and admires about You.

Cut or a rip a hole in the seat of his pants and send him out wearing them without underwear on underneath.

Give him an enema and then take him on a walk around the neighborhood with it still in. Make sure he’s wearing light-colored pants or shorts. Heheheh.

Make him flash his hole to strangers in the car on the highway, at a rest stop, or another location of Your choosing.

Whenever You need to use the toilet — at home or in public — escort him in with You and make him lick it clean for You so you have a pristine place to relieve Yourself.

Clip a clothes pin to his tongue and make him say “i am a faggot” 10 times until he’s drooling all over himself.

After you fuck him, hose him off naked in the yard like a dirty animal.

Make him approach a stranger and “confess” something dirty and embarrassing. Like, “Hello, i’m a faggot, and i like to sniff Men’s asses.” Or, “Hello, i’m a faggot, and my cunt is filled with cum right now.” Or, “Hello, i’m a faggot, and i drink piss.”

Make him make animal noises for You on command: “Bark like a dog!” Or, “Meow like a cat!” Or, “Show me what sound a pig makes!”

Make him clean his cunt every time he shits. Pre-mix a cleaning solution for him to use — Your piss, perhaps, mixed with some dish soap — and store it in a spray bottle labeled “fag bath” or “cunt cleaner.” Make him display this cleaner next to the toilet in his home, where any guests are sure to see it.

Take him into a photobooth and make him pose for pictures with Your cock in his mouth, then walk away and make him leave the pictures for the next patron to find — not knowing who will find them or what they’ll do with them.

Make him approach a stranger at a bar, in a bathroom or at a sex club and beg for their cock, piss or cum.

Make him dust Your home using a feather duster stuck up his ass.

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