Author: Valerie

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Growing up, all I ever wanted was to be a mother—a girl mom, if I’m honest. I longed for a sweet, angelic bundle of joy to love and cherish, but I had a boy instead.

I tried to deal with the disappointment, but with every diaper change, I was reminded of what those ugly testicles gave me! They ruined everything! I could dress my baby in pretty dresses and bows, but those saggy, unsightly boy bulges remained to punish me. Sissy baby castration became the clear solution. The sooner I got rid of my angel’s nutsack, the happier we both would be.

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Getting Dirty In The Car Wash

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While running errands around town, the summer heat was too much! My tiny denim shorts were stuck to my ass, and your tee was sweaty from dashing through store parking lots. We were far from finished with our day, but seeing each other sticky and hot was too much to handle.

I giggled when I realized you swerved over into one of those automatic car washes. The average car wash like this lasts only five minutes. We wouldn’t need much more to make each other cum.

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Babysitter Val Will Teach You How To Spank

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It must be so taxing to be in trouble all the time—as if you can’t do anything right! Your mom is always yelling at you, your teachers are forever scolding you, and we won’t even get started on your father! Have no fear, though; my little friend, your babysitter, sees how hard you are trying to be good.

No one else thinks so; they think you WANT to be bad. But you don’t, do you? You’re so tired of ALWAYS being the one who gets spanked! For once, YOU want to do the spanking. Well, I don’t think things have been fair either. Come into my bedroom, and babysitter Val will teach you how to spank.

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I Need That In My Life

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My guy best friend and I were hanging out playing video games at his house when something changed our whole relationship. I’m scared I’ll lose him now and don’t know what to do, but I can’t live without what I found.

We’ve been friends for years and are strictly just friends. Or were? Yeah, he’s cute, but he’s such a dork. Definitely not my type. Anyway, we were playing a racing game, and I got too excited. I was about to beat him for the first time ever! When I jumped up in victory, I stumbled and fell kind of on him. My hand accidentally brushed his dick, and it was huge. Before I could stop myself, I uttered, “I need that in my life.”

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Diapering A Premature Ejaculater

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My supervisor at the office has an obvious crush on me. I feel his eyes on me no matter where I am or what I’m doing at work; honestly, I am sick of it. The only way I could think of to make him stop was to confront the problem. My trusty diaper bag was propped up on my shoulder when I knocked on his door and asked if we could talk. He said of course, so I shut the door and told him I would feel better if we started the conversation with a hug.

He stepped around his desk and took me into his arms. I rubbed his chest and felt him stiffen. He whimpered my name and tried to put space between us as he gasped and moaned. We looked down together, and there it was, a giant cum stain in his slack from his premature ejaculation! “Awe, look at how quickly you came. Someone needs a diaper, don’t you?”

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Chastity Dreams

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I’m a babysitter with a big dream. A goal, if you will. I long for a world where every cock, big or small, is locked in a chastity cage. I wish for a time when men are submissive and obedient. Their orgasms are not only controlled by women but so owned that no man could even attempt cumming without a female’s permission.

As a babysitter, I’ve been working hard to see that my dreams indeed become a reality. All those cute lil brats I sit for, every one of them gets their worthless dick locked up tight, and only I have the key!

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I got a call from Neil around lunchtime on Friday. He was whispering into the phone, and it was really difficult to understand what he was saying until finally he hissed, ” I had an accident. Can you bring me a pair of underwear? Please, Val!” I sighed heavily. The last thing I wanted to do on my Friday was go down to the school to give that naughty boy a pair of his briefs.

I’d been telling his Mother he needed to be in diapers 24/7 due to his reoccurring accidents. However, she said it was just a phase, and he would grow out of it. I wondered if he’d grow out of it a lot quicker if, instead of bringing him briefs, I brought him a pair of his babysitter’s panties.

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Are You Curious, Baby?

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“Um, Val?” you whisper as I tug the bedcovers up to your chin and begin to tuck you in. My soft hands smooth over your chest, folding the blankets against your sides. Why do you always become so curious at bedtime?

“Mmhm?” My head cocks to the side as I listen to whatever outstanding bedtime question you have for me tonight.

“What does it feel like to orgasm?”

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Plugging a Diaper Girl

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Tommy’s Mommy said he was a handful, but I know how to deal with unruly babies. As soon as his mom was gone, I told Tommy it was time for a diaper change. The naughty little thing ladies down for me, and I pulled off the saggy diaper he’d been wearing all day. Tommy started asking about what games we would play tonight, and I laughed.

Tommy wouldn’t want to play any game once the plugging began.

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Tricked Into Being A Footstool

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When it comes to babies and sissies, I’m always in control. However, I can’t help but submit to real men. James is a real man. My tummy wobbles, and my pussy melts whenever he’s around. His calm control makes me want to obey anything he says.

That’s how he tricked me into being his footstool for the evening. I came over expecting a fun submissive session. Maybe he spank me, flog me, or cane me a little and then fuck me till I was delirious, but I never imagined what he actually had planned.

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