*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Most people assume ABDL babies love bottles, but not mine. They’re all dirty little cock suckers. What about you? I think it’s time for you to be honest with me, do you prefer bottles or big boy cocks?
We know that all of you ABDL phone sex babies love sucking on your pacifiers, bottles and my nipples, now you need to graduate to something a little kinkier!! I think it’s time you join the other cock suckers in Mommy Lucy’s nursery.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Victoria Kate’s other Mommy and Cousin were gone for more obedient training as Victoria Kate stayed home with Mommy Anna. Mommy Anna gave her baby permission to wear a bikini and stay in the backyard because she had been so good lately. As Mommy Anna returned home from shopping, she found Victoria kate in the backyard behaving, this was of course, only because she had confiscated her phone.
Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
My white lab coat hung open, exposing my giant tits that threatend to spill over my bra. I’m not sure if the patient was able to focus on my tits, with much more pressing matters at hand. The boy was strapped down to the gurney, his legs spread wide in stirrups and his hands restrained over his head to keep them out of the way.
“I’ll rub on this numbing gel and you shouldn’t feel the shiny tip at all.” I smiled watching him pant. “You aren’t nervous, are you?” My latex-gloved hands slathered the cool gel over his scrotum, and he whined.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
My little brother knows he’s supposed to knock on the bathroom door when it’s closed before he just bursts inside. Today, he didn’t even know and just came right into the bathroom when I was getting dressed after my shower. I screamed at him to get out immediately. He panicked and covered his eyes and spun in a circle just yelling how sorry he was for bursting into the bathroom. But I could see the little twerp was peeking through his fingers and looking at my boobs! I yelled at him to stop looking at me and to get out of the bathroom right that second. Then I told him I was telling Mommy Anna on him for being a naughty perv!
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Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I will never stop saying that we have the kinkiest boys here because I am so proud of them! I love all of my callers, but I have a soft spot for certain guys, so I thought I’d start a series where I tell you all about them. First up is a naughty sissy baby I know. And when I tell you he’s naughty that is NOT an understatement!
He is actually one of the kinkiest boys I talk to. This naughty sissy baby likes, actually loves, to wear diapers and although he’s a grown man I still think he looks super cute in them. But lately he’s developed a love of panties. My panties. And it seems that no matter how many times I say no he insists on stealing my frilly, lace panties and hiding them in his diaper.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Sissy Baby Tami was complaining to Mommy Anna that her tummy was rumbling. She had tummy aches. Mommy got worried and decided it was time to see the doctor. Tami said that her Cunny was too tight, so Mommy licked her fingers and tried to shove them inside her baby girl, but the tips barely made it in. ‘’We need to stretch open that Cunny!’’ Mommy Anna said. She got Tami ready and grabbed her diaper bag, and off they went.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I opened the door to find James standing on the porch, his shoulders slumped slightly. He was a regular, and I knew the signs. His red-rimmed eyes suggested a rough week, and the way he clutched his backpack to his chest told me he was feeling small and vulnerable. “Hey, James,” I said, offering a warm smile. “Come on in. I’ve got your favorite juice box chilling.” He shuffled inside, kicking off his sneakers near the door. The house was carefully curated to be a comforting space. Soft rugs, pastel colors, and a complete absence of sharp edges. It was designed to soothe.
“Rough week?” I asked gently, leading him to the oversized, plush armchair in the living room. He nodded, unable to meet my gaze. “Work’s been awful. My boss is breathing down my neck.” He finally looked up, his eyes filled with distress. “I just… I messed up and forgot a really important email.” “Everyone makes mistakes, James. It’s okay. That’s why we have second chances, and erasers, and…mamas.” I gently stroked his hair. It was soft and fine, not like a grown man’s hair at all. “Tell me about it.”
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
It’s a confession I never expected to hear, not even from Julio. We’ve been friends since college, seen each other through bad breakups, questionable fashion choices, and career crises. We’re the kind of friends who can sit in comfortable silence for hours, knowing the other is just there. But this? This was uncharted territory.
“I know it sounds wrong,” Julio mumbled, swirling the ice in his drink. We were at O’Malley’s, our usual haunt, the low hum of conversation and clinking glasses providing a thin veil of normalcy around the confessional booth we’d inadvertently created. Julio, with his easy smile and genuine concern for others, was suddenly someone I barely recognized. He sighed, running a hand through his thinning hair. “It started a few weeks ago. I was helping Mom clean out the attic. You know how she is, holding onto everything.”
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
Under the bright lights of the Met Gala, I stood, a vision in silver, my mermaid gown shimmering, my hair adorned with tiny silver flowers. Willie, my ABDL boyfriend, looked dashing in his silver suit, his eyes sparkling with excitement and nervousness. We were nobodies, but tonight, we were the stars, our futuristic attire capturing the attention of every photographer on the red carpet.
As we posed for the cameras, Willie leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. I thought he was going for a sexy nibble, but instead, he whispered, “I’ve had an accident.” Trying not to show my shock as my mind raced with the implications, I reassured him, my voice steady, “It’s okay, baby. We’ll handle it.” We made our way into the venue, our strides confident despite the situation. We bumped into an old friend, who, after a quick explanation, led us to the washroom.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy woke up early and made sure to feed Sissy Baby Tami her formula. Only it wasn’t regular formula, but a concoction mixed with laxatives, hormones and aphrodisiacs. When Tami was done her bottle, Mommy gave her another bottle of formula, then another. She wanted to make sure Tami was over the moon horny, happy and full. Tami told Mommy that the cupboards were bear and so Mommy decided it was time to go grocery shopping but she made Tami promise she would behave.
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