Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
When you talk about something all day long, it tends to stay on your mind. That’s kind of how I ended up diapering a real big boy. A man who didn’t want to be diapered at all! Here at work, I’m surrounded by sissies and pathetic baby bitches who shove diapers at me all the time. They BEG to be tapped up and forced to regress. I never thought I would enjoy forcing someone into pampers until my friend’s son started hitting on me.
My friend is my Mom’s age. We met at the pool and became fast friends, regardless of the age gap, so it didn’t surprise me that she had sons my age—cute ones, too. Whenever we hung out, her oldest constantly flirted with me—even in front of his girlfriend! I decided I would punish him for that by forcing him into a diaper.
Kaykay Diapers a Real Big Boy
It was a hot summer day in Vegas, and my friend and I blew up little inflatable pools in her driveway. Wearing our bikinis, we lounged in the shallow water with homemade cocktails and watched the happenings of her neighborhood. Gossip and laughter fell easy from our lips until her boys came home. Dalton, the oldest, smirked at me as he exited the car and stuffed his hands in his pocket. “What the hell are you two doing?”
“Staying cool!” His Mom held up her cocktail and splashed her feet in the little pool. “Are you jealous?” Her other two boys wandered past us into the house, but Dalton lingered. He squatted by my pool’s edge and dipped his fingers into the water by my thigh.
His gaze traveled my cleavage and my tummy as I reclined back. “Don’t even think about it. There isn’t enough room in here for you.” I snarked, which made him scoff.
“You wish I’d squeeze in, don’t you?” I rolled my eyes and threw a glance at his Mom. I wondered what she thought of your naughty son always giving me fuck me eyes while his girlfriend was too busy keeping her nose in her phone to notice. She jumped up and announced she was gonna make a snack for us.
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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357