Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
I have a bit of a naught fascination. Some may even call it a kink, but I love to get boys really, really hard and as I’m stroking them, beg them to potty for me before making cummies. It’s so sexy watching them become nervous and turned on.
I always used to hear that boys couldn’t tinkle if they were hard, but that’s so untrue. Mommy wants to watch that unpredictable stream flooding from your tip before the eruption of cum follows the relief.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
They call me Dr. Cory. I prefer just Cory, though. It feels more intimate. My patients, especially the men, seem to appreciate that. They usually walk in here carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders, desperate for a listening ear, a compassionate gaze. What they don’t see, what they could never see, is the coiled viper beneath the serene exterior. A promise I made to myself years ago, after a man, a grown man, shattered my innocence. My revenge, you see, isn’t loud or violent. It’s surgical. Psychological. It’s how I remain in complete control.
Donald was my latest project. He shuffled into my office, a walking bundle of anxiety and vague dissatisfactions. His tie was too tight, his shoulders hunched, his voice a low monotone as he listed his woes: feelings of inadequacy, trouble sleeping, a general sense of being “stuck.” Typical. The moment he sat down, I knew his path. Regression therapy. The ultimate emasculation. We’re talking diapers, pacifier, babbling…the whole shebang. He was the perfect candidate.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna took her naughty boy to the mall to buy some clothes. She warned him before they left that he’d better behave. Something told her that he wouldn’t so she packed a diaper bag just in case. As they walked in the mall, hand in hand, Mommy Anna started to notice something funny.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Brayn was just about how our diapers and waiting on shipping wasn’t an option. We had to go to Target, or he’d have accidents all over the house. I taped him up tight in his last Pamper, and away we went. I love when the back of his diaper peeks out of his jeans, so as we were walking into the store, I reached down his pants to give it a little tug. Making sure anyone who saw us would know he was my diaper boy. It’s a good thing I did because as we rounded the baby aisle, we bumped right into his ex-girlfriend, Laura Jean!
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
“It’s here! It’s here!” I screamed with glee as I ran down the hallway to find Tricia. She was playing on the living room floor and looked up at me, unsure of what I was yelling about. I shook the Amazon box, and we heard the heavy tool shifting around. “Your elastrator is finally here!”
Tricia grinned up at me nervously and worked her hands together. “When will we try it out, Mommy?” Her knees rubbed together, and I knew she was getting excited about finally losing her little useless balls.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
The proper diaper changing attire is very important to a successful diaper change and will vary from baby to baby. For example, a low-cut top that allows Mommy’s ample cleavage to spill out can distract and calm a rambunctious diaper boy who doesn’t want his bottom changed. However, if you have a very handsy boy who would try to move around a lot to fondle your exposed tits, then it’s best to keep them covered for the change.
You can always tempt him with them and remind him that if he is good for his change, you’d be happy to breastfeed your good boy.
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.
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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Your wife called me again. Seems as though someone isn’t obeying orders. You haven’t been wearing your diapers to work like Mama Felicity instructed. I’m so glad at least one of you is honest with me. I drove over right away. The thick, prink diaper bag over my shoulder as I stood on your front porch and knocked on the door.
You opened it, startled to see me. Even leaning in close and hissing, “Felicity, what are you doing here? My neighbors will see you?”
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna had been working all week when one of her colleagues enticed her to join Tinder. She did so reluctantly, as she never believed in online dating. There she met a nice gentleman who was single and wanted to take her on a old fashioned date. Miss Anna agreed and, like a gentleman he offered to come pick her up for dinner.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
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.