Diapering My Boss

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

As your newly hired executive assistant, I’m in your office (My boss), in your chair, with my high heels up on your desk. There is a big ripped-up box by my feet. I’m wearing a tight pencil skirt and a button-up blouse, but half the buttons are undone, and my heavy tits are threatening to spill out. There’s a big smile on my face as I sip my coffee, looking awful comfy in your chair when you come in. “Kayla?” You question with an unhappy look on your face. I smile even bigger and kick my feet off the desk to stand up. Then, I slap my hand on the box and lean forward.

“A package came for you…. it got kinda ripped up… something fell out.” I wiggle my eyebrows and hold up an adult diaper from the open box.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

His diapers are so messy that I must give him at least two diaper changes during our playtime! I wear gloves and a mask to change him since his butt-nugget attacks are so messy! Despite being the dirtiest baby I’ve ever met, he is also the sweetest. So I don’t mind changing his smelly diapers!

I snap my gloves, put on my mask, and place the diapers on my soft pillow pal so he can hear all the sounds. He’s a needy little guy, so I explain to him what I am doing step by step to make sure he enjoys every minute of it.

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Plugging a Diaper Girl

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

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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Babysitting Mr. Stinky Pampers

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

The other day, I was hanging out with a few of my girlfriends at the house when someone rang the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so hesitantly, I opened the door and saw Mr. Stinky Pampers and his Mom on my doorstep. “Kayla! Thank goodness you’re home! I have an emergency at work, and I just can’t take Mr. Stinky Pampers with me. Is there ANYWAY you could watch him for just a few hours?” She folded her hands together like she was praying and pleaded. “Please? I’ll pay you double your normal rate.”

I reached out and ruffled Mr. Stinky’s hair. “Of course, I’ll watch him.” She pushed a big diaper bag at my chest and kissed her boy on the cheek. Before she left, she told me she just changed him before they drove over, so I shouldn’t have to worry about any diaper changes. I looked down at Stinky as she said this and saw the cheeky look in his eye. I had a feeling he’d been saving a present just for me.

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Princess poopoo pants

 

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna and Tami were back at home safe and sound. Coffee was brewing in the kitchen and filled the entire house with a beautiful aroma. Mommy walked down the hallway with what appeared to be a bar cart filled with items and her heels clicked as she pushed the cart over to the nursery. She reached into her robe pocket and grabbed the key to unlock the door.

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Diaper Sex

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Sometimes, when I’m babysitting, I just can’t help getting turned on by nurturing such sweet things. It turns me on so much that sometimes, I bring diapers and bottles home to my boyfriend and ask him to play out scenarios I fantasize about when working.

Like last week, I came home from a weekend of changing diapers and loving on such a sweet pumpkin that I didn’t want the feeling to end. Jason got in later than normal, and when he saw the diaper on the coffee table, he knew what kind of night he was in for.

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Book Club Stinker

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Every Tuesday night, I host a book club at my house. Typically, it’s a little free because my dirty friends and I read some very spicy erotica. Definitely not for little ears, but this last Tuesday, one of the adult babies I sit for called crying. He was having a very hard day and just wanted to be around his Mommy. I reminded him that we wouldn’t be able to play because my friends would be over but that if he insisted on being close to me, I would diaper him, and we would play after book club.

He agreed and begged me not to tell my friend’s what a diaper bitch he was. Of course, I agreed to the promise without intending to keep it.

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Babysitter Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I had such a treat the other night. It was Babysitter Miqala Stinky Diaper Time. I love playing with my sweet little baby boy when his Mommy asks me to babysit. He’s a dirty one. His diapers are so messy that I have to give him a minimum of two diaper changes during our playtime!

I wear gloves and a mask to change him since his butt-nugget attacks are so messy! Despite being the dirtiest baby I’ve ever met, he is also the sweetest. So I don’t mind changing his smelly diapers!

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Yesterday, a strange package arrived at your doorstep. There was no return address, and you couldn’t recall ordering anything. The name on the package was yours, however, so you took it into the house, and curiosity got the better of you. You opened the box to find a pack of adult diapers, a large pacifier, and a tablet that was already powered on.

“Greetings,” My voice begins to play through the tablet as images of you cheating on your wife grace the screen. “I’ve discovered what you really are. An entitled adult baby. If you wish for your wife to never find out about your transgressions, you must follow ALL of my instructions.”

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Service Provider

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

I’ve always been the type of girl to swoon for a man in uniform. I grew up around the Military and knew the cost of their sacrifice. From a very young age, I knew I wanted to help in my own small way. Giving back to those who give the most, you know?

I must say, I think I’ve been able to provide that a little bit better than I could have ever hoped. Recently, I got a call from a soldier I’d never met before. He told me someone on base gave him my name and phone number! Can you imagine my excitement over this mystery? Have I, little ole me, been a good enough service provider for someone to take something so private and intimate as calling a phonesex line and share it with someone else?! Color me Flattered, and I am aching to thank that person. Was it you?

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