pantiesandpamperssissy: windelgirl14:windelkackerle:windelgirl14: cookiewasdeleted:Quick check “Scha
pantiesandpamperssissy: windelgirl14:windelkackerle:windelgirl14: cookiewasdeleted:Quick check “Schatz was stinkt hier so? Bist du das oder ist es etwas anderes?” du bist wahrscheinlich in Hundescheisse getreten Mal kurz prüfen… ne meine Schuhe sind sauber! also bist du das! Aber sag mal warum machst du jetzt auch grioß in die Windel? “Whoa, whoa there, Sunshine. Just making sure you’re in your diapers.”Mark felt his father-in-law yank back on his sweatpants and observe his diapered ass. He stood there like a puppet, dangling as the longtime construction foreman held the pants back and took in the site of his sissy son-in-law’s Pampers. “The girls said I was to make sure you didn’t cheat with your diapers or the dishes so I’m just going to sit here till you’re done, all right?”“Yeth thir,” the pansy lisped as instructed, drawing a big laugh out of the big man followed by a swat on the ass that let the faggot know it was time to get to work. “Why don’t you leave the pants pulled down a bit halfway so I can just make sure I see the diapers the whole time.”“yeth thir.”Another laugh. This was the first weekend at the in-laws where they had been exposed to Mark’s new wife with his wife Tiffany. She had told her parents all about finding his secret Tumblr and how she had “given him what he thought he wanted. Slavery. And I get a maid.” The old-fashioned in-laws were utterly baffled by their son-in-law’s sexual perversions but it seemed their daughter was fine with the arrangement?Several soul-crushing moments had followed. His first diaper change on the living room floor, where they saw his poopy Pampers and his cock cage. His mother-in-law feeding him a bottle. His mother-in-law spanking him. The four of them going to a restaurant and Tiffany putting a bib on him and letting the waitress know all about her bedwetting wimp of a husband.But now the girls had gone to get their nails done, just leaving Bill with the sissy fag. “Don’t let him get away with anything, dad,” Tiffany had said. “Sometimes he’ll try to take his diaper off to poop in the toilet.” “I catch him out of his diaper I’ll give him the goddamn belt like I used to with your brother,” he replied. Mark believed him. And now he stood at the sink, pants halfway down his diapered ass, his father-in-law smoking a cig and drinking a Bud, a smirk on his face as he watched his pansy son-in-law do the chores. Huh. Could be nice having a diaper faggot in the family. -- source link