*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Wake up sweetie it’s your first Christmas! How exciting is this!! Are you excited to come downstairs and see what Santa brought you?
Now, if you think that all of the goodies under the tree are for you this year, then you’re probably going to be disappointed. Oh I don’t doubt that he will have brought you a few things for your first Christmas. But it’s more than likely that Mommy will be playing with them first…
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Working at the pharmacy has been really fun. The hours are flexible, and the customers are friendly. I try not to be nosy, but I can’t help but notice some of the shopping habits of the regulars, like this one guy who comes in every week.
He’s on the baseball team and one of our school’s best players, but he comes in every week and buys a massive pack of adult disposable briefs. Diapers? Our star baseball player buys diapers?
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna decided she would bring her baby to the mall to buy new clothes. She packed his diaper bag just in case. But while they were there, he noticed a huge lineup of people that were waiting to go see Santa. He tugged at Mommy Anna’s dress and asked her if he too could go see Santa, to which of course she gave in and said yes.
Continue reading “Mommy Anna goes to the Mall with her baby”
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
Little Robbie loves it when I take him to the park. He’s like a wild man, full of spunk! He zips around the swings and goes right for the slides. I watch as he yells, “Look how high I am, Val.” Over and over. I smile and yell back, ‘Whoo! Be careful!” Up and down, up and down.
I get worn out just watching. Robbie always puts up the most annoying fight when it’s time to go. He goes so far as to run away from me. Making me chase him makes me so angry that sometimes I see red! I can’t be held accountable for what happens when I catch him.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
“Hey there CJ, you ready to go home?” I asked. “Yep yep, I wanna get outta here!” he replied, with great enthusiasm. “I know you’re excited. I’m glad you’re doing better. You’ve been such a good boy in the hospital,” I said as I wheeled him to the front entrance. “I’m not a boy, I’m a man!” CJ pouted, crossing his arms. “Well, you’ll always be my special guy,” I said, ruffling his hair.
CJ blushed, looking down at his hospital gown. He had been in the hospital for a week after an episode, and he was finally being discharged. The doctor had told me to monitor him, keep him settled and not allow him to get too rambunctious, but CJ was a hyper guy, so that was difficult. He really tested my patience and he really wanted to be bad, but I didn’t get upset, I was just happy to have him home. As we got into the car, CJ started fidgeting in his seat. “I’m so bored,” he complained. “Well, we’re almost home. Just be patient,” I said, patting his hand. CJ pouted again, but he settled down. When we got home, I helped him into
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Do you live a kinky life or are you one of those vanilla boys? Can I count on you to be limit free or are you going to come with all kinds of vanilla boy rules?
What’s your fetish of choice? I’m down for anything! Are you a sissy slut? Because I have a soft sport for all sissies. Anyone who lives a kinky life is the man for me. So come along my lover, it’s time to make you mine.
Continue reading “Give Me A Man Who Needs A Kinky Life”
Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447
I adore my diaper babies. I love changing diapers, dressing up my babyboys or babygirls, putting them in soft cotton onesies, or dressing them to go out. Making my babies feel snuggled and safe in Mommy’s hands.
But as much as I enjoy spoiling my babies, I must be stern. As a good Mommy, I know I cannot over-spoil them. When my babies break the rules and disappoint me, they must be disciplined. Spanking Dirty Diaper Baby.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270
Kevi and I had been running errands all day and getting ready for our big Thanksgiving dinner. We had to go to three different grocery stores for ingredients, the decor store for my cute table centerpieces, the bank, and the post office. I hadn’t realized how much time had passed as we popped in and out of the car and zoomed from one place to another. ZigZagging across town like we were until Kevi tapped my elbow from the back seat, and I caught his gaze in the review mirror.
“Mommy, I’m really wet.” His cheeks were so red and embarrassed as he admitted his Huggies needed changing. Then, I heard his tummy grumble from the backseat, and he looked even more humiliated. “And I’m really hungry.” I checked the clock; it was way past lunch and nearly dinner time. He’d been in that diaper all day! Surely, he was about to leak! I whipped the car into the nearest restaurant parking lot, not caring it was the local Boobiebar; Kevi had to be changed and fed ASAP.
1844-33-CANDY EXT 423
This past weekend, I had traveled out of state for a mini vacation to visit some friends. The ABDL community is very strong where I had visited, and my friend, (let’s call her Kiki) is a big part of it. She wore all types of adorable diapers, and wears them 24/7. She was instantly happy to be in her little space around me, She asked if I could babysit her while I was around I happily accepted the request. As she showed me around the city, we went into a cute bar together, and the theme of this particular bar was so adorable! It was incredibly colorful inside, and had so many fun games to play. The decor was absolutely adorable, pastels, animals and more! Seemed like every little’s dream to be in a bar so vibrant and accepting.
We hang out at this bar for a bit, play some arcade games, and a few drinks later, she tugs on my shirt and says to me, “I wet my diaper…” Continue reading “Changing My Girl Friend’s Diapers”
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270
My friend’s son, Kevi, had been sick, and I knew he was staying home from school to recover. While his mom was at work and he was home all alone, I thought it would be nice of me to stop by with some homemade soup and other snacks to make him feel better.
I knocked on the door, but there was no answer; assuming he had earbuds in or something, I pushed on the door, and it opened easily. Quietly, in case he was sleeping, I placed the crockpot of soup on the counter and decided to check on him before slipping back out the door. A commotion sounded from the laundry room, so I headed in that direction before checking his bedroom. I’m not sure what I expected to see, really, but finding Kevi standing there in only a diaper, wasn’t it? He was shoving his comforter in the washing machine and having a hell of a time. His little crinkly butt wiggled side to side as he fought the massive bedding.