You’re no longer a man in my eyes—just a weak, pathetic toy, stripped of dignity and reduced to wearing diapers at my command. Each squirm of humiliation is fueled by my voice, whispering in your ear, reminding you of your place beneath me. The aroma lingers as I power you deeper into shame, knowing your manhood is ruined, leaving you craving the pleasure only I can deny.

You’re no longer a man in my eyes—just a weak, pathetic toy, stripped of dignity and reduced to wearing diapers at my command. Each squirm of humiliation is fueled by my voice, whispering in your ear, reminding you of your place beneath me. The aroma lingers as I power you deeper into shame, knowing your manhood is ruined, leaving you craving the pleasure only I can deny.