Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
It makes me really sad to think of my baby boy growing up. Lately, he has been telling me how he no longer needs his diapers and wants to wear big boy undies. I’ve tried to tell him that it doesn’t hurt to wear diapers and how much mommy loves being the one to take care of him when he wears them, but he said I should respect his request and allow him to grow up a little.
So, what choice did I have? I bought him some big boy undies and told him we would go out for a day of fun to celebrate his choice in growing up. But, first, we had to have breakfast! So, I cooked scrambled eggs, extra greasy bacon, and buttered toast with a tall glass of fresh orange juice…Mixed with double diuretics.
Diuretics Desperation
My big boy ate up, and I reminded him to drink ALL his juice, which he did. Then, we packed up the car to head to his favorite arcade. It’s always jam-packed and full of pretty gamer girls. Halfway there, my big boy started to squirm in his seat. “What’s wrong, son?”
“Nothing.” He lied. I saw through the rearview mirror that he was clenching his knees, bouncing his feet, and holding his crotch.
“Do you have to potty?” I asked, and he shook his head wildly. As if he couldn’t admit that just a few minutes outside of the house and he already had to go. I smiled, thinking how he must be wishing for his diapers right about now. Then, trying to teach him a lesson, I drove extra slow and hit every pothole possible.
When we got to the arcade, he tried to run inside, but I told him to wait for Mommy as I fished in my purse, looked through the glove box, and then back in my purse. He was hoping from side to side when I finally said, “Oh silly me, I’m wearing my glasses!”
Mommy Knows Best
“Mom! Come on. We have to go in!!” He was desperate now. The diuretics were doing their job.
“Ok, ok. I’m coming. Take my hand.” I’d parked in the back of the lot, and he tried dragging me all the way to the doors. I was pleased to see the line for tickets was long, and he looked panicked.
“Can I use the bathroom?” He grabbed my hand as he bounced up and down. “Please, I’ll be fast.”
“No, not alone. You’ll have to wait and hold it.” He whimpered and held on to his crotch; then, I heard the low whine and looked over just in time to see the color of his jeans changing from light to dark.
“Ohhh, nooo!” He looked up at me, horrified, as the pretty girls around us started to snicker. I shrugged and stepped forward in line.
“I bet you wish you were in diapers, huh, big boy?”
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270