Being babied, diapered, and put to sleep by an older person

Some parts of this fantasy might be age, time-period, and gender-specific, but here is my fantasy about an ideal bedtime routine:

I'm sitting in the living room, watching TV with a woman who is 20 years older than me, and who is dominant over me.

She announces that it's time to get ready for bed.

We go to the bathroom, and she runs the bath water. After the tub fills up, I strip naked and climb in. She washes me all around gently.

Afterwards, she dries me up with a towel, and lays me onto the changing table.

She rubs baby oil all over me, puts flat cloth diapers under me, and applies diaper cream and baby powder on my diaper area.

She then points my penis downwards, folds the cloth diapers on me, and ties PVC snibb diaper covers on them with two cute bowtie-knots on the sides.

She pats the front of my diaper, and tells me how I'm protected through the night.

I'm now lying in front of her diapered in cloth diapers, and a plastic covering on them reaching up to my belly. The smell of baby powder, Neogranormon cream, and PVC fills the air. She knows what it was like to diaper babies back in the 80s and prior, and applies the same technique nowadays.

My masculinity is reduced to a genderless bulging baby diaper which also could be on a girl. On both genders, they have the function to catch pee and poop, there is no discrimination and difference. Both boys and girls erupt into their diapers with the contents of their bowels and bladders. While diapared, I might as well be a little girl.

We climb into bed together, being close to eachother. I bury my fingers in her hair, she does the same to me. She does ASMR whispers into my ear until I fall asleep, then wet my diapers while I'm sleeping. In the morning she will change me, but before perhaps, she will even make me poop my diapers and dance in front of her in that state!

Does anyone know of an adult diaper that looks proportionately like baby disposables? Giving control to another person via diapering is very powerful. I just wish there were adult disposables which had the same cost ratio as baby diapers, and the same coverage, and the same level of absorbency (some toddler diapers are more absorbent than adult diapers). Arguably adult wearers have fewer changing opportunities when away from home.

Well, the part about being made to poop your diapers and dance around in them sounds fun!

For obvious reasons this topic surfaces from time to time. My fantasy is familiar for us men; to be forced into diapers, and always plastic baby panties, by an attractive woman (age is not so important but younger than me would add humiliation ). She would need to restrain me somehow and then I am at her mercy. She could treat me like a baby, or humble me by teasing me as an adult in diapers. Sorry my fantasy is not unique.

2nd fantasy...I get to diaper her and control what happens.

I actually wouldn't mind being babied as it would be great, as I would for obvious reasons like to go back to a time when I was cared for and didn't have a worry in the world.

I am nearly 40 and am now severely autistic and wish I could be achild again but this has nothing to do with being a abdl it has more to do with over coming PTSD and other issues that are a result of being the victim of bullying for most of not my whole life thankfully obviously not by my catered or relatives.

I do sometimes have flash backs of my childhood although most are not good ones and come back in the form of nightmares.

I have thought about seeing a trained psychologist about my problems although the fees are too expensive as I enquired about this a couple of years ago, when it was worse although fortunately I now have a dog and this helps because of the fact that she absolutely loves me.

But yes I would like to know where and when I could find a affordable adult baby nursery where I could safely regress to my childhood although I am not in America.

I'd like to be babied and diapered by a strict daddy type of guy, someone strong and handsome. He will feed me foods that will make me constipated and constantly check on my need to poop by feeling my tummy and sniffing the back of my diapers even when others are present, spanking me if he catches me holding back. When he decides it is time for me to poop and it will always be when HE decides, not me, he stands me in front of him, between his legs facing him and resting his hand firmly on the seat of my diaper and pushing in against my crack he makes me strain and struggle to poo myself while he watches, cajoles and spanks me. All the time making me look into his eyes and face and him telling me how babyish and stinky I am with my red face and glassy eyes. Delicious! Once I've fully loaded my diaper to his satisfaction, he will put me across his knee for a naughty boys spanking and then put me straight to bed in my pooed diaper. I will learn me lesson!

I would love to be able to go back and be babied again. Not having to worry anything. Being breastfed, and being able to pee pee and poop anytime and having your diaper changed in front of everyone. Then having my legs pulled up and having my temp checked. When I have been a naughty boy having my diaper pulled off and my little bottom is spanked very hard. Later I have my clothes taken off for a bath. Sometimes it's in a baby bath in the kitchen and sometimes if I have been good I get to take a bath with my mommy. I really enjoy my bath time with mommy. I get to play with my ducky and sit in mommy's lap and wash her after she washes me. Then taken out dried off and have lotion, oil and powder rubbed all over my bottom and little wee wee. Then off to bed.

Yesterday I drove to my Big Sister’s home t have a 24 hour diaper day. I put on a Betterdry and inserted 5 Easter eggs into my bum and started my 2 hour drive. I texted Sister to ask if it would be a problem if I came in with my diaper being stinky and she replied: “you are 2,5 years old, you are in a diaper for a reason!”. On the way, an hour and a half in, I cramped and had to let go … 😳.

When I arrived Sister hugged me and immediately knew I was messy and smiled lovingly. We started makeing some food preparations for the evening dinner and made a plan to go out. I took a quick shower, put on a clean diaper and the I was handed a botlle with the words: “you have to drink lots, cause you have to pee a lot of diapers 🙂”.

We went out to the city and I peed several times, telling her each time I did so (this is a rule).

When we came home I took another shower and added a water enima of 1,5 L.

We started cooking and I had my diaper filled within 30 min to the max again (peed two times as well).

We had a great night with food and drinks (lots of fluids) and the it was tome for my favorite tv show from when I was a kid. I fell asleep on the couch. She woke me up te bring me to bed, made me a bottle for the night, put on my pyjama, sleeping bag and tucked me in. I just woke up, noticed I peed a lot during the night and had the best feeling waking up. I got up, went to the balcony to have a cigarette and completely messed my diaper again. Sis is still asleep. She will wake up from me in the shower and know what’s going on for sure 🤣.

That is it for now 🙂.

Spike

That has been my dream for most of my life, to return to the womb so to speak and be cared for like my mother did throughout the years I lived at home before leaving for college. I virtually never had as dry night so mom pinned my diapers on every night before bedtime, careful to wash my butt and wee-wee, rub powder all over and pin big cloth diapers on, and in the morning get me ready for school, pulling my rubber pants off, unpinning the soggy diaper, once again cleaning my wee-wee and bottom, and helping me dress for school. One day years later I was doing my laundry of mostly diapers and rubber pants in the laundry room where I lived and an older woman, maybe late 40's came in while I was moving my diapers from the washer to the dryer and separating my plastic panties from everything else. I was wearing fairly large cloth diapers under and rubber pants under my shorts and was quite wet, since I'd been in them all and hadn't had a chance to change. I knew I was taking a risk, not only that someone might see me doing my diaper laundry but might also notice I had a diaper on as well. I wasn't making much of an effort to hide it, thinking it was unlikely I would run into anyone at this time of the night. I was wrong. The lady, while much older than me, was quite pretty and reminded me of my mom, a full figured woman wearing a skirt and top that did little to conceal her bosom. As she walked in with a laundry basket full of her clothes, she spotted the plastics pants in my hand, and commented on how big they were, saying they looked to big for a child. I tried to hide them quickly but she noticed and asked me if they were mine. Normally I would have been scared to death but for some reason, maybe because she looked so much like my mom, I confessed they were mine. She smiled and wanted to know why I had them. So I told her I wore diapers and plastic pants as I went about separating my diapers and putting them in the dryer. No way to hide they were for me, as I took each adult sized diaper, shook it and put it in the dryer, so I continued to tell her I sometimes wet my bed so I wore diapers at night and also wore diapers during the day because I was more comfortable knowing I had diapers and rubber pants on. She asked me if I went potty in my diapers during the day so I told her truthfully I did. I knew she suspected I had a diaper on then because she kept staring at my waist while were were talking and I was getting excited, could feel my wee-wee getting hard and even felt myself pee a little. She kept asking me why I wore diapers, how long I had been doing that, did where diapers all the time or not, so I told her all about my love for wearing diapers, my childhood of bedwetting with my mother diapering me until I was almost out of high school, and even told her how my mother let me wear diapers when came home for college if I wanted to. As we were talking, she was arranging her own laundry, and she seemed to make a point of facing me when she leaned over to grab clothes from her basket, knowing I would see her breasts under her blouse,making no effort like most girls do to cover their top to hider their cleavage. My God, her breasts were nearly falling out when she leaned over. I could even she her nipples when they slipped out from the cup of her bra. Then she turned around while asking if the diapers I had on were wet(I hadn't told her I had diapers on yet), leaned over again and this time her skirt rose up and I could see her panties below the top of her skirt. I became even more aroused when I panties, so cute on an older woman. It reminded me so much of when mom would cuddle with me at night after diapering me. She usually wore her nighty and I could see her panties underneath, or if she didn't have her panties on, the dark bush between her legs. She said I was blushing when she asked if my diapers were wet and then told me it would be our little secret, that she wouldn't tell anyone who lived there that I wore diapers and went potty in them. She even made a point of say "potty" rather than "wet" just like my mother used to ask me. I smiled too and thanked her for being so nice to me about all this. Then she truly surprised me when she told me it was healthy to stay in a wet diaper for too long and offered to change me if I wanted. Well, my dream came true, and after we finished our laundry I took her to my apartment where she changed my diapers just like my mom had for so many years. And yes, my wee-wee did get hard and erect while she changed me, just as it used to do.

As for someone who is babied I can definitely say that there is some downside to it exactly for me.

1 no hiding the fact that I hold the same position as any other baby no matter who enters the house.

2 no adult life I only was allowed to drink alcohol at the age of 30

3 I can’t drive or allow in the front of a car.

4 bedtimes are going to be normal my start at around 7 pm with starting to get ready.

5 you will be seen in a diaper or wet shorts or trousers.

6 get used to people patting your bottom

7 get use to being in a wet and messy diaper for me if I don’t mess before 7pm and mess after I will be in that till the morning.

8 depending on the age you are given expect to be eating like that. It sounds fun at first but if like me am how it’s looking.

I going back to a six month old diet just one adult meal a day.

Except that and you will have a great time I no I don’t regret it

I like to fantasize about being diapered and babied by machines like in some of those old cartoons. I think one was called Baby Bottleneck with Porky Pig and Daffy Duck.

I was in my mid twenties and my incontinence nurse had retired . I really liked her as she knew about my AB thing and as a matter of fact had told me that AB wear was far more practical than a lot of the medical wear as AB stuff was for active people .

So about 5 months later i met her working in a charity shop . I had gone in looking for some lace hankies and we got chatting and she asked me if i was wearing a nappy and did i need changed . I didn't at the time and she said she was just about finished and would i like to come back to her place and she would change me . This started a 3 year affair where i would be her baby . Sometimes her baby boy or her baby girl . She had a couple of friends over a few times who would join her with me . Me usually being on the breast while being masturbated with a hanky while plugged .

As an adult it was the most carefree and sexually fulfilling time of my adult life .

I love this fantasy/idea. Oftentimes I imagine I just randomly meet, someone older at like a mall or coffee shop, and they think I'm so adorable, they wanna dress me up, diaper me, and have me as their baby