*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Are you an adult baby that’s looking for a long-term mommy for some ABDL fun? Because I love nurturing and loving on all of you little babies and I currently need some new ones for my nursery.
I know that every ABDL is a little bit different, so I’ll make sure to ask you what you need from mommy before we get too far into our call. I want you to be happy with the fun we have when you call me. So, I need to hear all about what you’re craving.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
Every girl looks forward to her birthday. It’s a special day when everything is about her. She should be the center of the universe, and Kayla is no different. She was so excited about her party. We spent hours on details for the invitations, decorations, and party favors. She meticulously picked her party outfit and the catering that would wow her guests.
Everything was picture-perfect, until her little brother, Mr. Stinkypampers, did what babies do best. You guessed it! Kayla called me almost in tears, wailing, “Please, Stinkypants Detective, come quick. I know he is here, I can SMELL him, but I can’t find him! I need your nose!”
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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
Alright, sweet pea, let’s get you all fresh and clean,” I cooed. My voice dripped with a syrupy sweetness that would put a pancake house to shame. The moment I’d unsnapped his onesie, the undeniable evidence of my ABDL’s recent ‘accomplishment’ announced itself with a potent, aromatic cloud that could have wilted a plastic plant. I fanned the air dramatically, making a big show of it. “Whoa there, partner! Since when is my special little stinker REALLY a stinker?” I asked, as my eyes watered slightly. I fought back a gag that was equal parts disgust and laughter.
With the practiced efficiency of a seasoned pit crew chief, I gathered my arsenal: a fresh, crinkly diaper adorned with cartoon characters that seemed to mock my current situation, a mountain of wipes that felt chillingly inadequate, and a tub of cream that promised to create a barrier more impenetrable than a bank vault. I took a deep, fortifying breath—through my mouth, obviously—and got to work. The tabs gave way with their familiar ripping sound, a prelude to the grand unveiling. “And now, for the main event,” I whispered, my tone that of a nature documentary host
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
Tonight was the night. Halloween, and more importantly, James’ first proper trick-or-treating adventure! “Are you ready for the candy, my little monster?” I cooed, smoothing down the soft fabric of his costume. It was a classic, footed onesie, complete with an oversized pair of eyes on the hood that bounced with each step he took. He’d spent weeks picking it out and was very excited to wear it.
James giggled. “Ready, Mama! Monster go get candy!” He hopped a little, his large hands already reaching for the empty pumpkin bucket I’d placed at the door. “That’s right, my sweet boy. Mama’s going to help you fill it all the way up to the top!” Grabbing my own jacket and the trick-or-treat bag I’d packed with essentials – a small flashlight, some wipes, and a spare pacifier, just in case – I reached for his hand as we walked out the door. “Okay, little monster,” I whispered. “Let’s go make some magic.”
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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
Mama Janine has all kinds of boys and girls that I enjoy playing with. Sometimes you need to be a little boy and I’m always prepared to take care of those needs. However, Mama knows that sometimes my little boys have big boy needs. So, of course, I’m equally prepared to take care of those particular needs as well. But only good boys deserve and get big boy time. Have you been a good boy for Mama Janine?
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
Right now, my patience is wearing thin, stretched to its absolute limit by Timmy’s repeated defiance. Though, he pretends not to notice the storm gathering in my eyes. He knows what he did, and I know he knows, which only makes this impending conversation all the more serious. My heart aches for the difficult lesson that is about to unfold. His naughtiness this morning wasn’t a small oversight or an accidental spill; it was a deliberate act of rebellion. And it was a direct challenge to my authority and the rules we’ve so carefully established for his own well-being!
Despite my clear instructions to always tell Mommy when his diaper was getting full, especially after waking up and having his morning bottle, he decided to ignore me entirely. Instead of asking for a change, he chose to play in his messy diaper, leaving a trail of tell-tale smears on his favorite blanket. And, even worse, on the clean, plush carpet by his oversized crib.
*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.
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.”
Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456
My poor baby isn’t feeling well is he? Looks like its mommy to the rescue to take care of you. You have to make sure you get all your milk from mommy’s breast. Its full of nutritious milk that your little body needs to grow big and strong. It will make you feel so much better. Once you have a belly full of mommy milk. I will need to check that temperature baby too. You know the best way for me to check you is up you baby bottom.
You’re going to have to lay down on your back so I can take off that diaper. Smells like you might need a change anyway. Once I get that diaper down I will have to wipe up that stinky mess you have in there. Oh, I know you can’t help it baby you just don’t feel too good and I know that. Now that you’re all cleaned up it’s time for the temperature check. I’ll put a little lube on the tip so it doesn’t hurt my baby when it goes in. You will have to take it like a big boy for mommy.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Ever since I started taking ABDL calls nursing my baby has always been one of the best parts for me. My love of breastfeeding began when I started having ABDLs in my home nursery. I had a cute, little baby named Jake who would come to see mommy Lucy and who loved my breasts. Our time together usually consisted of cuddles, bath time, diaper changes, naps, stories and lots and lots of nursing. He couldn’t seem to get enough of me and was always starving when he came over for some mommy time.