Category: adult babies

Dreaming of Mommy

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

In the deepest sleep, slipping somewhere between your memories and desires, I come to you in the sweetest dream. Watching me step out of the darkened doorway to the end of your bed, you want to reach out to me but realize you are paralyzed. This is only a dream and one in which you have no control.

The bed sinks at your hips as if my weight is real. Then my fingers pinch the bedcovers and pull them back to reveal your hard cock. Don’t be embarrassed. Dreaming of Mommy always makes you hard.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

Oh my how my little diaper boy got punished for not telling mommy he had an accident. I made him sit in his chair in the corner until he learned his lesson. He was so messy and had to take a bath when got done with punishment.  He did this on purpose because he likes to play and get tickled.

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Pretty Privilege

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

I assume everyone knows what pretty privilege is. It’s when good-looking people basically get a pass. They can do what they want when they want, simply because they were blessed with good looks. Oftentimes, this comes along with fame and fortune. Pretty people are always so popular because everyone either wants to be them, be friends with them, or fuck them.

WHILE all of this is true for my dumb diaper loser, She forgets that Mommy doesn’t give a fuck how cute she is. The whole world might swoon over this soggy idiot, but Mommy knows she belongs on her knees. Diapered and denied!

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One Stinky Saturday Brunch

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Saturday was the start of a perfect weekend! I invited my very best girlfriends over for a special brunch. I mean, who can say no to bottomless Mimosias, right? Zoey, Julie and Torri were going to spend the day relaxing with me, after all, we work really hard to keep all you boys pleased! It’s a big demanding job, and all we wanted was to kick our feet up and laugh about your little dicks! (Ha, scared ya!)

But in the living room, Mr. Stinky Pampers was supposed to be staying out of our way and keeping himself entertained with his toys and trucks. Just as Julie was getting to the good part of her story, my nose twitched. And twitched again as I couldn’t help but sniff. “Ewwwiiieee! What’s that SMELl!” Zoey gagged out the words before I could.

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First Outing

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Baby K adjusted to the transition from man to toddler phenomenally.  So, he earned his very first outing with Mommy.  I thought a trip to the pool would be perfect since today’s a beautiful summer day.  So, I packed his diaper bag and changed him into a fresh Huggie.  Then I walked him out to the car and put him in his brand new baby car seat.  Little babies ride in a car seat, I reminded him when he whined about the five-point harness being too tight.    He replied, “Ok, Mommy” like a good boy and settled down. I climbed behind the wheel and drove us to the public pool.

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

I was so happy and excited to see my dom daddy I couldn’t help myself. Lucky for me he took pity on me and let me cum in my pampers as soon as he had me on that changing table. I was panting and writhin’ from not being able to cum for long for him. I needed that more than he could ever know. Or maybe he did know. I have learned there isn’t really anything daddy doesn’t already know. That’s why it is always best for me to be honest with him. For me to tell him everything upfront and be a good girl for him.

He was craving me too I could tell. His daddy’s dick was so hard behind his slacks he needed to be inside of me. Normally he would take me to the bed to fuck his little girl but not this time. Daddy had been waiting even longer than I’d been. He let his dick out hard as a rock. Harder than I think I have ever seen my daddy before. He pulled my legs right over the edge of that changing table as he

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Snack or Diapers

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

When she was out of earshot, he let his finger graze the back of my thigh, and his voice got huskier than normal. “I see a snack I’d like to bite into.” I sat forward in the pool until we were eye to eye.

“What about your girlfriend?” He smiled and traced the edge of my bikini bottom. “She doesn’t have to know.”

“And your mom? She’s my friend!” I snapped, and he just laughed.

“We won’t tell her either.” I sucked my lower lip between my teeth and sighed. He was so cute; a deep dimple on the left side of his mouth always made me swoon. I looked back at the house and got a wicked idea. His mom babysat most weekends, and I knew she had diapers in the house.

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The morning sun pierces through the blinds to wake you up. It’s been forever since you can remember feeling so rested; in fact, you don’t think you’ve ever slept as hard as you did last night. Like always, your arms reach over your head, and you let your body stretch sleep out of your system while rolling onto your back. Something feels…warm and wet.

That’s when you pull back the covers and realize you’re wearing a VERY wet diaper! Of course, you don’t remember putting one on. You’d never willingly sleep in an adult diaper, but now that you think of it, you can’t recall any details from last night. At least nothing that has happened since the time you came home to the babysitter.

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Sissy Baby Feeding Time

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Our wittle Princess baby was in her pretty Easter dress, which was all frills and ruffles. There was so much tulle that I could hardly find her! After a big day of flashing everyone her diapee as she hunted for eggs, she was so hungry and pleaded with Mama for lunch.

Always happy to oblige my Princess, I strapped her into her unique high chair for sissy baby feeding time. It was impossible not to notice how wet and saggy her diapee was, but what difference would twenty more minutes make? She could wait. I lowered the tray of the high chair, the powerful vibrating wand settling right on the crotch of that soaked pamper.

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Little Boys Lie!

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

My, oh, my, do little boys lie! I had this one staying at my house tonight, and I could smell something, if you know what I mean. Something rotten! It smelled so bad it was as if green waves of gag me were coming off this little boy’s diaper. I called him over and said, “Mikey, did you mess dem tiny tails, ABU?”

“Nooo, Miss Lea.” He looked me in my face to tell dat bold ass lie! I scoffed and said, “Now I can smell you, you best not be telling no fibs ta me. If I come over there and check you, you best be dry!”Wouldn’t you have guessed dat boy went scrambling down the hall when I stood up. Continue reading “Little Boys Lie!” →