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?
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
This weekend I found myself in a diaper emergency! It’s Christmas time and I’m at a festive holiday party with my boyfriend Jake. It’s been a magical evening so far, with delicious eggnog, twinkling lights, and the faint scent of pine. Jake has been having a bit too much fun though, knocking back cocktail after cocktail.
Our host, my friend Holly asks me how my night is going. I sigh. “He’s been holding his drinks about as well as a toddler. I’m afraid he’s going to have an accident if we don’t do something.”
I hear a distinct splashing sound. I whirl around to see Jake, a goofy grin on his face, standing in a spreading puddle. Mortified, I rush over and kneel down.
“Jake! Oh no! Quick, go change into your spare clothes from the car!”
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
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.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
The pungent smell of cummie diaper hits my nostrils as I enter my bedroom. Oh man, is there a diaper boi in my room tonight? What am I going to do about that?
I carefully make my way across the dark room. As I get closer to the source of the smell, my heart starts to race with anticipation. Suddenly, the moonlight from the window illuminates a bulging diaper bottom protruding out from under the covers of the bed. I’ve found the diaper boi.
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.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
Sweet baby Tricia pranced into my room with a glowing smile. I lowered my book to my lap and helped my arms open so she could press in against me. “Mommy, I have a surprise for you.” She was beaming from ear to ear, the excitement contagious.
“You do?” I asked, rubbing my hand over her back, though I doubted she could feel my light pressure through all the layers she wore. Well, don’t keep me in suspense; what is it?” My fingers dug into her sides to tickle her. She squirmed against me, giggling, and yelled out.
“You have to find it!”
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
My BabyBoy is so irresistibly adorable! I just can’t stop posting pictures of him on my social media. Just like all proud mommies, I just can’t help myself. I just want everyone to see how cute he is. It’s so difficult to discipline him when he’s so precious. All he has to do is bat those long eyelashes. He knows he has mommy wrapped around his little finger. Those beautiful blue smiling eyes just melt me. And the way he smiles with his pacifier in just makes me want to kiss his cute little cheeks.
The other day I had to discipline him. But it’s so difficult for me to do it. So I had him stand in the corner with his back turned to me. I didn’t want him to see me. He knows that I’m so weak when it comes to him. And he knows exactly how to manipulate me to get what he wants. He’s very smart. That’s another thing that makes him so irresistible. He was standing there in his t-shirt and diaper. He looked so freaking adorable just standing there.