That familiar crinkle between your legs. The soft padding pressing against you with every shift, every squirm. Crinklebutt wraps you in regressive warmth, Sir's voice guiding you down past adult thoughts, past responsibility, past any pretense that you're a grown-up.

Sir's Binaural Soundscapes© hum at nursery frequencies; soft, slow, dumbing. You feel smaller with every word. Safer. Your thumb finds your mouth. Your mind finds nothing at all.

🧸 Side Effects: Involuntary waddles, thumb-sucking urges, bedtime compliance, and an overwhelming need to show Sir what a good baby you've been.

Padded. Diapered. Sir's little crinklebutt. Get Worse™.