July photo #3: Mid-diaper change
Added 2022-07-20 22:34:08 +0000 UTC"Okay, let's get that stinky bum of yours cleaned up, kiddo," Daddy said cheerfully as he reached for the tapes on Mav's diaper.
Rip! Rip!
The sound of Daddy swiftly and expertly unfastening each tape - a task he had been performing multiple times daily for weeks now - never failed to remind Mav who was in control in the situation. There is something so deliciously demeaning about having someone nonchalantly remove your undergarments. It was just part of the routine - Mav would soil his diaper, daddy would change him. Like clockwork. It was no longer pretend - Mav was a baby for a intents and purposes. He sucked on a pacifier, wore baby clothes, slept in a crib, ate in a high chair, and peed and pooped his pants. The distinction of "adult" baby was practically useless at this point. His regression was complete and inescapable.
