Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Ronnie had been playing with the AC at home. First, he complained it was too hot, so he turned it all the way down. Then it became so cold, he had goosebumps and was shivering, and so he turned it back up. He never waited enough or had enough patience for it to gradually change.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I stood in the center of the playroom with my arms crossed tightly over my chest. Max was attempting to shrink away into the corner, with his paci dangling uselessly from his lips. He had been told repeatedly that his behavior was unacceptable, yet he had chosen to ignore the boundaries I laid out for him.
I walked towards him and stopped just inches away, towering over his small, cowering frame. “Do you have any idea why you’re sitting in timeout, darling?” I asked, calmly. He tried to mumble something, but I reached down and firmly removed the paci from his mouth. “What have I told you about speaking with your mouth full?” I asked, setting his paci on the high shelf where he couldn’t reach it. His bottom lip trembled, but I remained unmoved. He had prioritized his own selfish impulses over the rules of our household, and the time for coddling had long since passed.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I really should have known better than to let my little ABDL diaper enthusiast, Leo, sit on the cream-colored sofa. I was busy folding laundry in the next room, humming along to the radio, when the distinct, rhythmic squelch-squelch of a soggy diaper signaled that my boy had once again pushed his luck to the absolute limit.
When I marched into the living room, I found him staring at the ceiling with that wide-eyed, guilt-ridden expression that only a grown man wearing a printed disposable pampers can pull off. “Oopsie, Mama Cory,” he squeaked. His voice cracked with feigned innocence, while a widening, warm puddle beneath his backside confirmed exactly what kind of afternoon we were about to have.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Oh no! Poor baby! Why are you crying? Were your peers mean to you again? Come over here, sit in Mommy Felicity’s lap, and tell me everything. Did they call you names like “Sissy slut” and “Dumb Whore” again?
Listen, people, these days are very accepting, but you are getting bullied for not just living as your authentic self! But Mommy is here, and she knows how to fix this. Hug me close, and mommy will tell her good little doll all about how to stop getting bullied.
Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Most people assume ABDL babies love bottles but not mine, they all love big boy cocks. What about you? I think it’s time for you to be honest with me, do you prefer bottles or big boy cocks? Us mamas know that all of you ABDL phone sex babies love sucking on your pacifiers, bottles and my nipples, but I think it’s time that you graduated to something a little kinkier!!
I want to teach you to be a dirty little cock sucking adult baby slut. You know that I would love to have you around all the time to help me make my lovers happy. As horny as I am, sometimes I do get tired and that’s where you’ll come in. You’ll be willing and ready to get down on your little knees and open your mouth to suck on those big boy cocks. Just think of them as super hard, extra thick pacifiers.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
My sweet, sensitive son is going away for the summer as he prepares for college. I know what a shy, little virgin he is and how the girls will just eat him alive if he doesn’t get some training before he leaves home. I slipped into his room one morning, wearing just a little thong and my matching bra. He was lying on his bed in his boxers, and I straddled his thighs.
He was so nervous and asked me what I was doing. I placed my phone on my thigh so the screen was facing him and opened my stopwatch app. “Baby, I’m nervous you’ll be made fun of for ejaculating prematurely when you get around all those bikini-clad girls this summer.” His face turned beet red, and he tried to shift me off his lap, but I clenched my thighs and pulled down his boxers.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy sent Ronnie to the bakery to get some parmesan before dinner. Unfortunately she was making some melazzane and brussel sprouts, and Ronnie wasn’t looking forward to it. No matter what Mommy Anna did, Ronnie could not enjoy either of those. She gave him some money to go to the store and told him to be back before dinner.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I stared at the glowing screen of my phone. “Are you ready to be my Mom tonight?” I typed back a simple “Yes,” and within seconds he confirmed his billing info. When the call finally connected, he introduced himself as Julian. I could hear the quiet tremor in his tone as he spoke about the day’s hardships, about feeling lost in the bustling city, and about how he needed a Mommy to hold his hand through the night. I responded with gentle affirmations.
As the conversation unfolded, we talked about the usual topics of ABDL fantasy calls. The soft, crinkling sound of fresh diapers, the delicate rustle of cozy blankets, and the way a simple lullaby could melt away the jagged edges of a stressful day. Julian’s voice grew softer, almost as if he were drifting into a dream, and he confessed that he had never played with a “Mommy” before.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Ronnie went out on his bike for the weekend. There was a parade happening and he wanted to see what all the fuss was about. He snuck into the bakery to grab a sandwich, but when he left, he forgot to get himself a drink. He saw all kinds of adults sipping cans and bottles nearby, so he waited until one of them was distracted to steal one of theirs, and opened it on his bike to drink on his way home.