Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455
A couple weeks ago I took him to a doctors appointment because the pant wedding had gotten completely out of hand. Accidents at home, in the car, at night even in the daytime. No amount of reminders or training pants seem to stop it. I was so tired of the laundry and the embarrassed looks so I booked a drs appointment and dragged him in.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
Riley is mostly a sweet boy, but he occasionally forgets he’s a baby. He likes to think he’s a big boy. He stands a little taller, speaks in a slightly deeper register, and (worst of all) sometimes decides he doesn’t need to wear a diaper. As if! lol It’s kinda dumb to think that leaving the safety of his thick, crinkly padding behind for the day is wise. But we all know babies are pretty dumb to begin with!
Yesterday was one of those days. He swore up and down that he was “mature enough” to go grocery shopping in his big boy underwear. True to form, halfway down the cereal aisle, the consequence caught up with him. By the time we made it back to the car, he was desperately trying to hide the spreading stain at the front of his shorts.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
There I was, innocently walking down the hallway of my house, carrying a stack of fresh towels and a pack of extra thick baby wipes. When, suddenly, I heard giggling coming from the playroom. I stopped at the doorway, taking in the scene. Leo was currently trying to build a block tower that defied the laws of physics. “Good morning, my little sweetpea,” I said, as I leaned against the doorframe with a smile. Leo immediately threw his arms up in the air. “Mama! Up!”
Ten minutes later, after some very important snuggle time, he was laid out on the changing table, kicking his chubby legs happily as I expertly applied diaper cream and secured the tabs on his fresh crinkly diaper. For the record, changing diapers is practically second nature to me now. I can do it one handed while simultaneously pouring apple juice.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
My gaze swept across the room until it landed on the tall, dark stranger leaning against the far wall of the bar. He stood well over six feet tall. His broad shoulders filled out a black button-down shirt, his jaw was shadowed with stubble and his eyes were intense. There was something in his posture that suggested he might let me take control in ways that went far beyond ordinary sex.
I finished my drink, set the glass down, and crossed the room to greet him. He introduced himself as “Marcus.” Our conversation started light, but I quickly steered it in the right direction. I mentioned how most people bored me and how I preferred partners who were willing to explore unusual pleasures. I let my fingers brush his wrist when I reached for another drink and noticed him smirk. Marcus admitted he had never tried anything like that before, yet the curiosity in his voice told me he wanted to. I leaned closer, describing in detail how I liked to dress a man in soft padding, how I enjoyed the intimacy of changing his diaper and holding him close while he surrendered.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
Joseph knew the rules about keeping his play area tidy after quiet time, yet the room looked as though a tornado had spontaneously passed through it. As soon as he saw me standing in the doorway, Joseph huddled in the corner with his hands crossed over his thick, crinkly diaper. It appeared as if he was trying to summon a look of false indifference, but we both knew he couldn’t fool Mama Cory.
Disciplinarian was never a role that I enjoyed, but it was an essential tether to the boundaries that kept Joseph and my other ABDL’s feeling safe and structured within their sessions. As I knelt down to his level, I could see his pulse in his throat, which was a clear indication that the initial bravado of his rebellion was rapidly fading into the realization of the consequences that were about to inevitably follow his actions.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
The grocery store was bustling with people trying to start their weekend fun. Everyone smelled of sunscreen and was hauling bags of ice, just itching to fire up the bar-b-que. I was only there for a few necessities I’d run out of, but I do love people-watching; you can see so many types of people here at the grocery store. Everyone’s gotta eat, right?
As I finished strolling around the aisles, I made my way to the checkout. All the lines were long, but I didn’t mind. I pushed my buggy over to the closest line and checked out the group in front of me. Three men, maybe in their late twenties, chatted together. The one closest to me was leaning over the buggy; the one in front of him had a 24-pack in his hands, and the other was prattling on about how hot Kelly was going to look in her bikini. I focused my attention on the man leaning over the buggy. Was that a diaper I spied peeking from the back of his shorts? Busted!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Every now and then, my little diaper princess gets a wild hair up her ass and wants to take me out to dinner as a big boy. Granted… to the world, Jared is a big, strong, sexy man who would make plenty of girls swoon. But deep on the inside is just a tiny Faggot princess who messes her huggies. I agreed to the date night with a big boy but insisted he still wear his Huggies under his Levi’s. I didn’t want to have to explain any accidents while we were out.
Jared picked a swanky little restaurant on the west side of town, and I was impressed! He made reservations for the best table! It was smack dab in the center, where everyone would see what a spoiled girl I was. A beautiful hostess sat us, and an even prettier waitress brought us menus. All was going swimmingly until Jared got a little too big for his britches. “She’ll have a salad.” He puffed out his chest like he was in charge. I shook my head, and he pointed to the table.“”Yes, you will. I said so. ” My nose wrinkled, and I laughed.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I never expected to be attracted to my stepson, but I suppose stranger things have happened. It all started one evening when it was just the two of us at home. I decided to open a bottle of red and gave him a few sips as a treat, while we sat on the patio in our yard. Every time he leaned in to say something to me, his cologne made my pulse jump in a way that felt entirely forbidden and wildly addictive. Thankfully, my husband had no idea I was lusting after his son.
There was a thrill in the air that made my skin prickle with anticipation, as if I were a character in a movie who had finally decided to ignore the script and improvise the most scandalous scene in the entire film. He seemed to get the hint and flirted with me a little, which only made things feel more intense. He looked at me with a mixture of raw curiosity and unabashed admiration, and for a fleeting moment, I forgot about things like mortgages, career stress, and the boring weight of parental responsibility.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Recently I told you about a baby I have named Jake who’s obsessed with my big boobs. He LOVES breastfeeding and it’s always a big part of our playtime together. But little Jake always wants to stay private with our time together and I felt like it was time for him to show off his cute baby ways to the world.
So I took him to the park for his first ever outing. It was going so well until he fell and hurt himself. Right away I knew he would come running to the comfort of my big boobs, but I was curious if he would actually breastfeed in public with everyone watching him.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
“Mom, Mom!” The constant sound of Danny calling my name felt like white noise in my ear. I’d finally sat down on the couch and needed just five minutes to myself to make a phone call. “Mom! Look!” I swiped open the phone’s screen and looked for the number I needed. “Mom!” I couldn’t focus. His voice was so distracting.
“Hold on a minute, baby. Mommy has to make a call.” Danny, however, did not hold on. He ran over to the couch and was waving something around. “Just sit still and be quiet for me, okay?” His jumping about was too much, and my nerve endings felt frayed. He kept calling my name, and finally I snapped and looked up. “WHAT?” Danny had his penis out, and it was very stiff.