XXX Diary

April 17, 2026

Hypnosis Session with Mommy: She Turned Me Into an ABDL Boy

Hey everyone, I’m just a regular guy in his thirties, married, successful, the whole boring package. But last weekend I did something I never thought I’d admit to anyone… until now. I paid a very skilled, very dominant hypnotist to regress me completely. Not some light relaxation bullshit. Full on, deep trance age regression. She made me believe I was a helpless little baby, even though my body stayed exactly the same adult size. And holy fuck, it was the hottest, most humiliating, most freeing thing I’ve ever experienced. I showed up at her private studio nervous as hell. She had me strip down to just my boxers and lie back on this big, soft leather couch. The room smelled like baby powder and vanilla. She dimmed the lights, put on this soft, rhythmic music, and started talking in that low, silky voice that just melts your brain. “Just listen to my words… let them sink deep inside you… deeper and deeper…” I don’t even remember how fast it happened. One second I was thinking […]
April 9, 2026

The Babysitter who stuck

Hey everyone, i’m a 32 year old “baby boy” here who still gets rock hard every time a pretty girl calls him “little man” and checks his diaper. I know some of you have been following my adventures, so you already know the drill: I hire babysitters, I regress hard, and nine times out of ten they freak out and ghost me because they think I’ve lost my damn mind and actually believe I’m an infant. Last month alone I went through three. The first one laughed nervously when I crawled over in just my thick rearz diaper and asked for a bottle. She left mid feed. The second one actually tried to call my “mommy” because I was throwing a tantrum on the floor in nothing but a onesie and a very obvious boner. The third one just stared at the crib, the changing table, and the stack of adult sized diapers and noped right out the door. But then… then came Sarah. She showed up at 7 p.m. sharp, tight jeans, soft pink […]
April 2, 2026

My secret foot fetish relationship story

God, I can’t believe I’m writing this down here. My hands are still shaking from last night, and my cock is already twitching just thinking about it again. I’ve got this thing, this deep, dirty obsession with women’s feet. Not just any feet. Her feet. The way they look, the way they smell after a long day, the way they taste when I finally get my tongue on them. I’m rock hard right now just typing this, and I haven’t even started the good part yet. It started like it always does. She came home from work in those black pumps that make her arches look insane. Sarah. My girlfriend of two years, the one who still doesn’t fully know how bad I’ve got it. She kicked them off by the door, and the scent hit me like a drug. That warm, slightly sweaty aroma, salty skin mixed with the faint leather from her shoes. I swear my mouth watered. “Long day?” I asked, trying to sound casual while my eyes locked on her bare […]
March 26, 2026

Why I Love Wasting My Money on Women: A Paypig Confession

Hey Diary, You ever sit in a six figure garage at 2 a.m., surrounded by the kind of metal most men only dream about, and still feel like the biggest loser on the planet? Yeah. That’s me right now. Cock throbbing, wallet empty, balls aching from the hottest fucking denial of my life. My name’s not important. What matters is I’m the guy with the 2024 Porsche 911 GT3 RS in Guards Red, the 2023 Ferrari 296 GTB, the vintage ’69 Camaro SS that I restored myself, and a shelf full of trophies from track days I barely remember anymore. I used to live for that, the roar of the flat six, the way the Ferrari claws out of a corner like it wants to fuck the asphalt. Cars were my thing. Until she showed up. Her name is Mistress V. She found me on one of those shady paypig apps six months ago. One message: “Send $500 and tell me why a big dick car boy like you wants to be my wallet.” I […]
March 19, 2026

Car crash fetish story, the moment everything changed for me

I’ve been hiding this for years, but I can’t keep it locked inside anymore. My cock gets harder than steel every single time I watch a car crash. Not the fake Hollywood shit, I’m talking real ones. Dashcam footage, highway pile ups, head on collisions where the metal screams and folds like it’s begging for it. The louder the impact, the wetter the precum leaking down my shaft. This is my filthy secret: destruction is my ultimate foreplay. It started innocent enough. Late one night I was bored, scrolling YouTube, and a “Worst Car Crashes 2025” compilation popped up, one of those rabbit hole scrolling things I click on. The first clip was a semi truck slamming into a little sedan at 70 mph. The hood crumpled inward, glass shattered in slow motion, sparks flew like fireworks. My hand was already in my sweatpants before the video even hit the ten second mark. By the time the second car spun out and T boned the wreckage, I was rock hard, stroking furiously, eyes locked on […]
March 13, 2026

Insect crawling on skin sensation fetish story

God, I can’t believe I’m finally writing this down. My hands are still shaking a little from last nights crawly session, and my skin is still tingling like it remembers every single tiny foot that danced across it. If you’re reading this and you get off on the same twisted thrill I do, welcome to my dirty little world. If not… well, this might be something new for you, because this one’s for the freaks like me. My name doesn’t matter. I’m just a regular guy who discovered years ago that nothing, nothing. gets me harder than the feeling of insects crawling all over my naked body. Not spiders, too big, too scary for me, but the smaller ones: ants, beetles, roaches, even the occasional centipede when I’m feeling extra filthy. The way their legs tickle and tease, the way they explore every inch of me like I’m their personal playground… fuck, I’m getting hard just typing this. Last night was perfect. I waited until the house was dead quiet. Stripped completely naked in the […]
March 6, 2026

catfight confession, girl fight jealousy drama

Oh man, where do I even start with last night? I’ve always had this thing, this deep seated rush that hits me like a freight train whenever I see two fierce women going at it over me or in life. It’s not just any scrap, it’s that raw, primal aggressive energy, hair pulling, nails scratching, bodies twisting in a heated mess. Call it a fetish, call it whatever, but damn, it gets my blood pumping like nothing else and it makes my gut warm and dick hard. And last night? It was pure fire. I’m at this dimly lit bar downtown, nursing a whiskey, minding my own business but secretly hoping for some drama. In walks Sarah, my ex from a few months back, tall, brunette, with that fiery temper that always left me breathless. She’s got this possessive streak, thinks she owns me even after we called it quits. We’re chatting, things are heating up in that flirty way, when bam, enter Lisa, this blonde bombshell I’ve been seeing on the side. She’s all […]
February 26, 2026

Older Woman Seduction, His Secret Foot Fetish Revealed

Holy shit, diary… I’m still shaking. Last night I crossed the line from “secret foot perv” to full on addicted slut for older woman feet, and I don’t ever want to come back. Her name is Carla. Fifty six, divorced, thick in all the right places, and she’s known about my fetish for weeks. We met on one of those “no strings” apps and I finally got brave enough to tell her exactly what I wanted: to fuck her bare feet after a long day, smell them, lick them, and then bury my cock inside her while those same feet rested on my face. She replied with three words that made my dick throb instantly: “Come over at 8.” By the time I walked into her apartment she was already barefoot, fresh from teaching yoga all afternoon in tight leggings and sneakers. The second she kicked those sneakers off the smell hit me like a drug, rich, warm, tangy foot sweat mixed with that faint leather and lotion scent only a real woman’s feet get […]
February 19, 2026

Confessions of a Tickle Torture Mommy

Hey everyone, I wanted to share a slice of life from my baby and i about our dynamic! a recent scene from this morning that perfectly blended the softness of our ABDL space with the sharper edges of our BDSM framework. For context, my little one, Jamie (he/him, adult), is a brilliant, capable man in his daily life who finds profound peace and release in shedding that weight in our nursery. he craves the ritual, the texture, the surrender. And I, as his Mommy, provide the structure, both comforting and firm. The morning light was pale and kind, filtering through the gauzy white curtains of our dedicated nursery. The air smelled of lavender powder and the faint, clean scent of linen. I’d laid everything out the night before. Not just the standard plastic backed diapers, but the special ones: a buttery soft satin lined disposable for that first layer of luxurious feel, and over it, a crisp, thick cloth diaper in a simple pin striped pattern, its bulky weight a promise and a demand. The plastic pants […]
February 12, 2026

The First Time I Noticed them

It wasn’t some dramatic, cinematic revelation. It was a Tuesday. I was on the subway, crushed between backpacks and winter coats, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. My gaze drifted downward, as it often does when I’m avoiding the world, and that’s when I saw them. A woman seated across from me had kicked off her flats. One foot was tucked beneath her, but the other rested lightly on the floor, the heel lifted just enough to reveal the delicate architecture of her sole. It wasn’t sexual, not then. It was… aesthetic. Fascinating. The skin was a soft, creamy beige, smooth save for the faint, fascinating lines that mapped it like a secret topography. The arch was high, a graceful curve that spoke of strength and flexibility. Her toes were neat, slightly long, with a pale, shell pink polish that was chipping at the tips, a tiny, human detail that made my chest feel strangely tight. I looked away, heat prickling my neck. But my mind kept returning to the image: the gentle […]
November 10, 2020

PantyBoi Gets Embarassed

Will had known when he first started to ‘borrow’ his aunt’s panties that it was bound to get him trouble. Maybe if he had stopped with just one or two, maybe she wouldn’t have noticed a few missing.  He even spread his panty grabs out, one every month or so, and that would have been fine… but then he started to go through her friend’s things whenever she took him with her.  He would say he had to go to the bathroom, then find his way into their bedrooms, carefully going through their panty drawers to find some that got his attention. He’d thought he kept his panty fetish fairly in line, hadn’t taken any every time they went to someone’s house…. But now that he was standing, shaking, in front of everyone he’d stolen from with all the panties he’d taken layered on him so thick that they bulged out by nearly an inch, he knew he shouldn’t have ever started! The humiliation had him blushing so hard he felt dizzy, but that might […]
November 8, 2020

Tied up Tom

  What a shame, poor Tom woke up and he was tied to Dommy Mommy Scarlet’s bed, naked and spread eagled.  He was scared as all he remembered was drinking a glass of red wine the night before and he happened to doze of to sleep in bed.  When his blurry eyes settled he was able to recognize naked Mommy Scarlet walking over to him on the bed. He tried to form a few words but he was unable to do it.  Mommy Scarlet pumps her breasts so her creamy tits were full of milk.  She tilted his head a bit on the bed and then she squeezed her tit and sent a bunch of warn and creamy mommy milk into Tom’s mouth.  He was so dehydrated and exhausted so he sucked voraciously at Mommy’s tits and gagged a bit as he swallowed it down to satisfy his palate. “That’s a good little and baby” is what Mommy whispered into adult baby Tom’s ear.  Then Mommy Scarlet decided that it was time to check Tom’s […]