Tag: Diaper Change

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

“Where the fuck are all my gloves?” I slapped my hands on my thighs in frustration. The smell coming from Kolty was a sure sign that I couldn’t wait much longer to change him. The toxic waste leaking into his pants would surely dissolve anything he sat on if I waited any longer, but I couldn’t find my gloves. “I swear I’d just bought a brand new box of purple ones!”

“I know where they are, mama.” Kolty smiled up at me as if the stench wasn’t burning his nose like it was mine. He turned to poke his butt out at me and pointed to his saggy diaper.

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Cummie Extraction

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Messy babies sometimes need more than just a diaper change. I had Kolty strapped down over my lap as I changed his stinky britches, and I realized how swollen and full his balls looked. “Well, that’s gotta come out.” I snapped the purple latex gloves over my hands and used my elbow on his tummy to keep him from struggling.

His little penis stood straight up when I pulled out the clinical-sized tweezers and medical clamps. First, I used those clamps at the base of his balls and pinched the tweezers ’round his base. How he started hollerin’! “Be still, boy. I’m bout begin the cummie extraction procedure!”

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Felicity has to change Mr. Stinky Pampers

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I shouldn’t have trusted him, that Mr. Stinky Pampers. Obviously, he wouldn’t tell me when he had to go potty because he LOVES to be the stinkiest stink around. However, I did trust him. We went to a birthday party that was full of happy littles running amuck. “Be sure to come tell me if you need to use the restroom.” He nodded and darted off to play.

The other Mommies were gathered around the presents and food, so I went over to mingle. Between the gossip and conversation, I didn’t realize how much time had passed until someone yelled, “Peeewwwww!”  My eyes got wide, and the smell hit my nose. I knew immediately that that smell had to be Mr. Stinky Pampers, but where had he gotten to?

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