Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I shouldn’t have trusted him, that Mr. Stinky Pampers. Obviously, he wouldn’t tell me when he had to go potty because he LOVES to be the stinkiest stink around. However, I did trust him. We went to a birthday party that was full of happy littles running amuck. “Be sure to come tell me if you need to use the restroom.” He nodded and darted off to play.
The other Mommies were gathered around the presents and food, so I went over to mingle. Between the gossip and conversation, I didn’t realize how much time had passed until someone yelled, “Peeewwwww!” My eyes got wide, and the smell hit my nose. I knew immediately that that smell had to be Mr. Stinky Pampers, but where had he gotten to?
A Very Stinky Birthday Party
*Sniff, sniff* It was time to use my nose to find where the stinkiest smell was hiding. It seemed as though it was everywhere, and it burned my nose. Peeweeeeee! It just smelled so bad. Embarrassment stained my cheeks as the other moms gagged and kids squealed in horror while hiding their noses in their shirts. YUCK!
I searched until I got to the ball pit, and there he was! With a smirk on his face. As soon as he saw me, he dove into the pit and disappeared under the colorful balls. Oh no, you don’t, Mr. stinky pampers! I jumped into the balls, throwing them aside as I hurried to reach him before he got to the rope ladder. If he claimed up into the play tunnels, I’d never catch him to change that stinky booty!
Quickly, I reached out and snatched an ankle. Dragging my stinky boy to me as he laughed and yelled for me not to change him. OhhWEEEee! The boy was rank! I struggled to escape the ball pit without losing my hold on the messy diaper boy, but I did it. Right over to the changing station, we went, and Ewweee, I did not want to open that messy, stinky, putrid pamper that he’d been squishing in for who knows how long, but I couldn’t allow the stench to torment the partygoers any longer!
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270