Cumma🦎Chameleon
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Cumma🦎Chameleon
@cummachameleon.bsky.social
🔞Traditional Furry Artist🔞
💀30 years old🪦
🏳️‍⚧️Trans She/They🏳️‍⚧️
日本語を勉強しています
ABDL and other type fetish content ahead.
Yes this is about ABDL discourse.
December 2, 2025 at 7:22 AM
With a soft grunt, you push, an obvious lump forming in your diaper, causing the latex to tent from both sides as your smell spreads. Suddenly, the cat seems more interested than ever. He approaches as you glance over at the lizard again, his eyes glowing as if to congratulate you on a nice catch.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Before long, you find yourself dancing again, your group grinding and dancing without a care in the world. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot a cat spying you from the sidelines. Feigned disgust fails to mask his tented pants and wide eyes as you turn away, make eye contact, and lift your tail.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
The warmth permeates every layer of your being, spreading out from your soaked crotch. You gasp as the teasing strokes turn into firm rubs, you feel other diapers press into yours as you continue to wet yourself. Your own smell begins to mix with the others. Finally it slows. "Perfect. Shall we?"
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
You feel a warmth spread between your legs, your quivering ceases. A gentle calm like an oil-slicked rainbow encroaches on the border of your vision. "There you go." Says the lizard as his hand gently strokes the front of your diaper. The dam breaks as you flood your pampers.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
You squeeze your thighs together, feeling a little scared. The others are whispering now "Wet your diaper. Use your diaper, that's what it's there for, silly." Their encouragements pelt you like hail on a tin roof. You're about to scream for help, but as you tense up, a trickle starts.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
"Alright, before we go back out there, I need something from you, WET." The command hits you like a tennis ball. You blink, confused at what he meant as your bladder twinges. "USE YOUR DIAPER" He didn't yell but the words hit you as hard as the subwoofers on the dance floor.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
You look in the mirror. Seeing all this bizarre attire on yourself feels so alien, but so right. Every shake of your rattle and suck of your pacifier makes the lights glow brighter. You feel giddy with delight seeing how you shine just like his eyes... Which were looking at you expectedly now.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
The group gets to work, pulling out a latex onesie before squeezing you into it. The shiny material squeezes the soft padding in all the right places. Glow rings go around your neck and wrists, a rattle with a rainbow LED is pushed into your hand, a pacifier with a matching light finds your lips.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
You hold your breath in anticipation as the lizard folds your diaper into place, crinkling fills your ears as he tapes you up, patting your crotch as a puff of powder escapes. He takes your hand and lifts you up, the group closing around you again. You feel so good but know something is missing.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
You find yourself on a changing table, the lizard seems to tower over you as he cleans up your crotch. His friends whisk away your pants as he produces a diaper and slides it under your rear. A puff of powder wafts at your exposed bits before a firm hand rubs it in.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Your climax comes without warning as you make a sticky mess in your briefs, a wet spot blossoming on your pants as you realize what you just did. Before panic takes hold, the lizard turns to face you, his eyes silence your worries as the group leads you away to the bathroom without a word.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
The feelings are so intense now, the subtle haze and the smell working over your mind and shushing any doubts as the lizard grinds his thick, cushy, oh-so-squishy rear tightly against your crotch, his friends on all sides, whispering sweet words of encouragement into your ears as you hump away.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Before you know it, you're dancing again, this time in close proximity with the lizard. His group forms a tight circle around the both of you, the smell is overpowering but you're having too much fun to think twice, moving your body, every movement now bringing your hips and their diapers together.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
And now he's there. Right in front of you, his presence seeming to filter the music out as his eyes give off a subtle, hazy glow. Hue shifting lazily between every color of the rainbow as you feel all your apprehension sizzle away like water evaporating in a red-hot pan.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Slowly, nervously, you dance closer and closer to their group, the smell growing stronger with the volume of the music. Before you know it, you're bumping your hips against theirs, the soft crinkles of each collision almost drowned out by the music, their svelte forms seeming to close in around you.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Your obsession brings you back next week. The lizard is there again, this time with a small entourage of other dancers. Some with pacifiers, some dancing with their plushies, all sporting thick diapers. Blatantly shaking their padding and even using it without missing a beat.
November 28, 2025 at 5:54 AM
You didn't used to think diapers were hot but ever since seeing that cute lizard dancing in one at the club you just can't stop thinking about it, the way he glanced backward at you; shaking his padded ass while the music throbs through everything like a current through wire.
November 28, 2025 at 4:07 AM
No need to question anything. These pretty colors will keep your mind occupied while I fiddle around with your reality in small almost imperceptible ways.
November 28, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Slowly pushing your buttons and forming little connections in your mind trying to bring disparate concepts together in a way that makes you cum.
November 28, 2025 at 3:59 AM