Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna was hosting a special tea party. She invited all of her guests and told Tami to be ready. ‘’Dress me mommy!’’ Tami said. So, Mommy put on Tami’s special pwastic pants along with a short dress, so short, if Tami sneezed or bent over, it would be for all to see. Mommy Anna brushed Tami’s hair and made sure it was perfect with little bows. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Humiliating boys is my job; I think I’m pretty good at it. I always find out what embarrasses them the most, and then I pick at it that nerve over and over until it’s raw. The exposed trigger is much easier to pluck for the desired results. It’s fun for me and obviously pleasing for the losers and diaper dummies, but what I didn’t expect was for some Diaper Daddy to turn it around on me and cause me to be the one who was humiliated!
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Tami had made some stinky full messies in her diaper so Mommy Anna carried her to the bathroom and drew a bath. Not just a regular bath, but a bubble bath. Mommy Anna made sure to fill the tub right up and bubbles floated everywhere. Tami hopped in and began splashing mommy and splashing everywhere.
Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456
Mommy has a little vacation time planned for the two of us. I thought it would just be so nice for mommy and her little boy to get away from everything for just a little while. I plan on taking you to a nice meeting place where lots of boys and girls are just like you. Big boys are stuck being little babies forever for their mommies and daddies. You will have playtime with other babies just like you. We will get to do some shopping in a store that has everything from new cribs to the nicest, cutest diapers that a baby like you could ever want. We’re going to have so much fun with everyone else there.
I already have some play dates lined up for us. Another daddy to a little boy and girl wants to set up a play date with the three of you playing together while we have a little alone time ourselves. Mommy is very excited about this. Lots of other babies that will be there love to make cummies too. You haven’t gotten to make cummies with other babies yet. This is going to just be so much fun.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Tami skipped along signing joyfully as she went from house-to-house trick or treating along. She swung her hips and proudly told everyone she was a little devil sissy Baby for Halloween. Mommy Anna looked on so pridefully. And every house Tami went to, she caused some chaos, tripping bullies over the porches, she even set one’s costume on fire with a jack o’ lantern. Mommy Anna laughed a great deal and helped Tami escape every time.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
In my last blog I told you all about an ABDL I have that really needed some Halloween cock. We had gone trick or treating together and my little, sissy baby was so well behaved that I had a special surprise waiting when we got back to my nursery.
I had arranged the best candy of the entire night for my dirty baby boy, a nice thick, black cock. For weeks he had been asking to suck something bigger than his paci so I knew this would be a dream come true.
Kadence 844-33CANDY Ext. 458
We have been best friends since forever, Melanie and I have been through absolutely everything together. We grew up together on the same street so we got to see a lot of each other growing up. We’ve been through pretty much all of our milestones together, First day of school, losing our first teeth, first innocent crushes. I even remember one day my daddy took us shopping and we snuck away to excitedly pick out our first training bras together, we spent all after noon giggling, as we modeled in front of the mirrors. Ok I have to admit if I’m being honest, Mel and I have even fooled around together. It started out as all just innocent fun, as we explored each others bodies and boundaries.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270
The day before our big Halloween party, we had so many errands to run. Baby Johnny was getting really tired of being Mommy’s little helper as we dashed from store to store for decorations and custom desserts. All of these things had to be picked up; they were what was going to make our party the best of the year!
After the sixth store, Johnn dragged his feet. “Hurry, baby. This is the last one before we can go home, okay?” As I looked back to grab his wrist and pull him along, I noticed his hand was rubbing at his privates. I swatted his hand and scowled at him. “Do you need to use the potty?” He shook his head, and I pulled him into the giant grocery store. We had to weave through the crowds to get to the bakery where our big Halloween cake had been ordered. As we stood in line waiting, my nose tickled. Then it twitched. Something really smelly was taking over the sugary, sweet smell of cakes and cookies. I looked at Johnny; his face was red, but he refused to look back at me. I sniffed the air over him and then hissed rather loudly. “Oh my God. Did you boop?”
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Let’s get you changed into your jam-jams. It’s time for snuggle time. Let me grab your baba and paci. I love snuggling and cuddling my little babies oh so very much. Do you need to feel warm and loving arms wrapped around you? Do you need to feel cared for and loved and nurtured?
Those are the things I love to provide for my babies. Whether it’s listening to you tell me about your day or taking care of your baby needs.
1-844-33-CANDY EXT 404
“I don’t need a diaper change,” you pout, dramatically sticking your bottom lip out. I roll my eyes and smirk, knowing full well that you need to be changed. You think you’re so sly, but I’m not falling for it. The air in here is thick with your stench. I wonder what you ate for breakfast.
“Come on, Mr. Stinky,” I tease, using your favorite nickname. “Let’s get you all cleaned up.” You squeal and try to run away, but I’m too quick for you. “Nooooo…I’m already clean!” I chase you around the room, laughing as you giggle and try to escape. You’re usually fast, but are held down by the weight of your diaper. “I don’t want a diaper change!” you protest as you waddle across the room, diaper sagging. I pretend you’re too fast for me, then catch you. You give in and take my hand as I lead you to the changing table. “You need a new diaper because your bum STINKS,” I say setting you down on the table. Your pouty face and crossed arms are cute, but you don’t fight me anymore. “How about you pick out your own diaper this time, while