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Daddy says I have to wear these thick, crinkly diapers whenever I'm a naughty girl. And honestly, I'm naughty a lot. It started as a punishment, but now it's just... part of our life. He picks out my outfits every morning, and more often than not, it's a cute onesie over a fresh diaper. I waddle a little when I walk, and the sound reminds me that I'm his. He changes me himself, scolding me gently for being such a messy baby, and I just blush and squirm. I know it's supposed to be a punishment, but I love the way he takes care of me. I love feeling small and helpless, completely under his control. I wouldn't have it any other way.