You’re no longer a man—just a pitiful shell, stripped of pride and reduced to crawling in diapers under my control. Every twitch of embarrassment feeds my amusement as I murmur reminders of your worthlessness. The atmosphere is heavy with your shame, as I dismantle your masculinity piece by piece, leaving you desperate for the release you’ll never have without my permission.

You’re no longer a man—just a pitiful shell, stripped of pride and reduced to crawling in diapers under my control. Every twitch of embarrassment feeds my amusement as I murmur reminders of your worthlessness. The atmosphere is heavy with your shame, as I dismantle your masculinity piece by piece, leaving you desperate for the release you’ll never have without my permission.