#age play

Answering questions about more diverse fetishes, kinky identity, and shaving your butt~

Anon asked: This is a real classy page. It does kind of cater specifically to only one fetish. Could you please post some men stuffing live prawns up eachothers asses? Or at least one other fetish? Thank you.
Hazel: Butt insertion of bottom feeders is a little outside our scope, even if it is super funny. We do try to vary the fetishes as much as our enjoyment allows, though!
Here’s a short list of the “not just pretty rope” sets:

• Exhibitionism
• Edge Play (tw)
• Age Play
• POV
• Torture Rope
• Outdoor
• Wax Play 

Anon asked: Is it wrong to follow this account because it turns me on and not to appreciate the art form
Hazel: You can enjoy our photos however you wish!

Anon asked: Hello! Wondering if you have any tips on shaving around the anus area? Also if you have tips on shaving into shapes (strip, triangle, etc) I’d love to hear them!! :-) Thanks in advance!
Hazel: Not my area of expertise, so be warned, I can only tell you my own experience!
So, bum area shaving definitely takes practice. If you feel like you need to see what you’re doing- squat over a mirror. Not super dignified, but it’ll stop you from nicking important bits the first few times. 
After that you should be able to do it by feeling, once you’re used to where the razor usually goes/which angle works.
For shapes- get one of those little half razors. Most drug stores have them, I think they’re marketed for ~bikini area~ and facial hair grooming, but they are awesome for creating art in your pubes.

Anon asked: What do you identify as?
Hazel: Sub, leaning toward brat because I’m so damn mouthy

Hopefully a few things of interest in there! 
♥ Hazel  

•Mrs/Miss/Mister when referring to anybody who isn’t a little
•Lots of whining
•Wanting all of the attention 24/7
•Stuffies!
•Baby goldfish!
•Too many blankets
•"Nu"
•"I dun wan"
•Tugging at daddy’s sleeve/hand to get his attention
•Wanting to suck on daddy’s thumb
•Occasional kitten noises
•Wriggling my bottom
•Nibbles as heck
•Cute faces (i.e ;^; , uxu, :c, o3o, etc)
•"I’m not cute, I’m ferocious!“
•Giggles & blushes
•Kissies
•You ~> Chu
•Please ~> Pwease!
•Ending kisses with an obnoxious, “Mwah!”
•Slurring of random L’s and R’s (i.e friend ~> fwiend)
•"Nu-uh, naps are for babies!“
•"My stuffies made me do it!!!”
•Pretending I don’t know that daddy is referring to me. (i.e Daddy: Who’s my cute little girl? | Me: I dun know!)
•Kicking my feet randomly
•Really good manners until I don’t get what I want
•Random licks
•Wailing when I don’t get what I want
•Crying when daddy has to hang up
•"Eep!“
•"Oof”
•Grabby hands to the max
•Little Apps! (i.e PakkaPets, KleptoCats, Clawbert, etc– highly recommend these!!)
•Sniffles to get attention/what I want
•Throwing little fits
•Sending daddy random videos of me playing with my stuffies/drawing/coloring
•"I’m a big girl!“
•"I’m too little to do [insert responsibility or something daddy asked me to do]”
•Squeaks/squeals
•Bouncing when excited
•"Right naow”/“Right meow”
•Use of the word “angery”
•Huffing/Puffing out my cheeks
•Onesies
•*Daddy gives me rules, agrees to them* *Breaks a rule and gets punished* “This is an injustice?? I’m a princess??”
•Gets sad when left alone for too long
•Chewing on my favorite stuffy’s ears
•"I luh you!!“
•Acting like I’m big and bad, trying to tell daddy what to do
•Telling daddy that he’s sweet/kind/a good boy
•Pouts & puppy dog eyes
•Likes jingly things like keys
•Scared of yelling
•Smol
•V smol
•Likes when daddy calls me tiny
•"Yes, daddy?” / “Yessir?”
•"Nu, I’ll behave!“
•Thinks I’m a good girl even when I’m being bad
•Lots of skipping
•Disney soundtracks, Disney movies, Disney Disney Disney!!
•Cartoons!!
•Lots of Spongebob!
•Gets really excited when Rugrats/Caillou is on
•Pretending I’m not sleepy so I can get more love
•Watches my pets and plays with them more
•"Moar!”
•Wants to be pet
•Nuzzles
•Flustered easily
•Plays with daddy’s hair & wants to braid it
•Gets excited by cute things
•Likes the color pink
•Sings Disney songs until my friends get annoyed
•Getting cranky very easily

The “baby” swing

Super duper oldie.. pretty sure I don’t have these pjs, bows, or paci anymore

With love - Snoopy

Time to smother a dumb baby with my wet diaper

Another oldie since the stash is pretty much gone

Found a really old one for ya! No new ones anytime soon until I buy more dips or someone nice decides to

Simple and Spooky my onesie is available at babyyourdoll.com

(Two boy get trapped in an abandoned asylum, known for the perverted spirits that come to life at night. Connor goes through pup training in Part 3. Ash’s story continues here.)

Ash was not only the youngest in his group of friends, but at late bloomer. His friends always teased him, and Ash tried hard to act like a man. That’s why he whipped out his dick when the others made a bet who could cum farthest. That was a mistake. His pubic hair had barely come in, and he was too shy to get hard in front of his friends. So he didn’t cum at all. Instant loss. Connor “came” in second-to-last because his cock fired prematurely. Ash was embarrassed, but he remembered how defeated Connor looked when his cock weakly dribbled its load.

Ash followed Connor into the abandoned asylum for the same reason he entered the bet. He didn’t want to be seen as a baby. When Ash was in high school, he often wet the bed. His parents forced him to wear nighttime briefs until he moved out. A few of his friends knew.

Ash still had nightmares about waking up wet. He could feel the warm sensation spreading, like he did now. Wait. Was he dreaming? Now?

Ash woke up with a groan. The last thing he remembered was running down a rubble-scattered hallway in the asylum. Connor was trying to put a straitjacket on him. No, he succeeded. Only, it wasn’t Connor. It was as if the straitjacket came to life and wrapped itself around him.

Ash opened his eyes. He was looking at a grimey ceiler, where a mirror was mounted. Ash tried to move, but found he was still in the straitjacket. His legs were strapped down to some sort of bed, too. He tried to talk, but was muffled by a large rubber gag. The gag had a thin tube attached, which dangled up to an IV bag. The gag force fed him a salty liquid, one drip at a time.

The boy could only remember running down the hallway, trying to escape. He must have tripped and knocked himself out. Ash began to panic and thrash against his bindings.

The door to the room creaked open.

Ash looked over to see a young man enter the room. The man reminded Ash of his older brother.

“Hey little bro. You’re up,” the man said. He walked over and patted Ash’s crotch. Ash had almost forgot he wet his pants. Except, he didn’t feel the man touch his pants. His hand patted against a thick diaper bulge.

Ash was wearing a diaper.

“Wow, still dry. Good job, little bro!” The man said. He walked across the room, out of Ash’s limited view. “I’m surprised you lasted this long. The serum usually takes effect instantly.”

Ash looked up to the IV bag, tasting the salty mixture on his tongue. He heard the man flick a small metal switch, and the mirror above him filled with light. The mirror reflected a monitor across the room. The ancient tube TV flashed with static for a few moments. When it settled, Ash could make out black-and-white cartoons.

“There. I found your favorite show.”

Ash didn’t recognize the cartoons. But he was enthralled by them. They looked old, for sure. The style was edgy, even a little sloppy. Though they appeared harmless at first glance, Ash could not help but feel something sinister lurking just beneath. He felt fear building in side him. His ears felt hot as they filled with the sound of static. Ash felt another sensation building. The need to pee.

The boy closed his eyes and bucked in bed, trying to resist the urge. He felt the man’s hands on his chest.

“It’s OK, little bro. You’re safe with me.”

Ash melted. His fear wiped away, and he relaxed on the bed. He felt almost sleepy now, and distant.

“There. Now let go. I’ll protect you.”

The words wrapped around Ash like a warm sensation. He felt the soothing warmth, especially around his groin.

Ash knew he was wetting himself. But for the moment he felt distant from his body. He held back tears, feeling both comforted by his “brother” and “humiliated” by the loss of control.

“Oh, did somebody go potty?” The man patted Ash’s wet diaper. He grabbed the bulge firmly, and Ash felt himself getting hard.

“Good. From now on, you will no longer be able to control when you pee. I know that sounds scary, but your big brother has your back. I will send you home with enough diapers for tomorrow. But I suggest you stock up. Otherwise, you’ll wet your pants in front of your friends.”

Ash whimpered. He felt himself close to the edge of an orgasm. The man let go of his diaper.

“It’s cute that you want to cum like a big boy,” the man said. “You still have some training left. These cartoons will teach you to submit to any boy that’s older than you. You will do whatever they say, including sex.”

Ash tried to shake his head. But when the man grabbed his diapered bulge again, the boy was whimpering.

“You already enjoy it, little bro. This will just make it impossible to deny. There will be one side-effect of the treatment. You won’t be able jerk yourself off.”

Ash was swimming in arousal, but the statement brought him back to reality.

“Your dick will match the little boy you are. You might have wet dreams from time to time. But it’ll never feel the same.”

The man groped Ash again, then slowly removed the boy’s gag. “But I suppose I could help you cum like a big boy one last time, before the serum takes full effect. If you ask your ‘big bro’ nicely.”

When the gag popped out of Ash’s mouth, all the boy could say was “Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please let me cum… big bro.”

The man grinned. He rubbed Ash’s padded dick a few more times. Ash bucked against his restraints, this time from an orgasm. He felt his small, slimy load of cum against the wet diaper. The last load he would shoot while awake.

“Good. Now you’re ready for more cartoons.”