Tag: abdl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Welp, boys and girls, that time of year is here again! Happy Birthday Diaper Bitch! Another three hundred sixty-five days have sped by, and my little diaper bitch has only become MORE regressed. If you can believe it. When I met this diaper boy, our lives were very, very different.

He was a man who sometimes wore diapers, and I didn’t know how to be an ABDL Mommy. Just a few years later, and someone is nearly a full-time, soggy diapee wearer! As for me becoming a Mommy, I think that’s obvious. I wanted to get my diaper dick a really great Birthday gift this year, but I’m limited if ya know what I mean. So this wittle, powdered bitch hasn’t been allowed to cum for two weeks. His birthday gift will be his Mommy bending him over her knee tonight while he’s locked in his bitch pants diapee, spanking his balls until he cums.

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Mommy Baby Playtime

Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

It’s been a while since I’ve checked in on my diaper babies. But honestly, there are just so many of you, and it’s just exhausting. I have to keep an entire wing of my very large house just to keep the ever-growing number of cribs you diaper babies require. I’ve had to hire a full-time nanny just to keep you all fed, clothed, and bathed. And while I’d love to give you all more loving mommy attention, there are just so many of you! But today, I’m here. I had my coffee, and your mommy is finally ready to come give you some attentions.

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My boyfriend’s birthday was coming up and I decided it was time for us to make a change I’d been considering for a while.  He’s sweet and attentive but every girl will tell you sometimes that just isn’t enough.  Sometimes the size of the ship isn’t adequate despite the motion of the ocean.  After talking to some of my closest friends, we decided on a plan of action.  Why not put it into place on his birthday as the perfect present to both him and me?  I set everything up and waited until the day came around.  Finally, my boyfriend’s birthday rolled around, and it was time to let him know he’d be a baby from now on.

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Mommy Felicity's Diaper Dummy

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Take a look at my Diaper Dummy. She’s cute for sure, and thank fuck cus nothing is going on upstairs at all. And sadly, she DOES have a big ol’ diaper dicky, but the fucking loser has used a wand on it so much she can’t even cum without it! So the other day we were playing, I was controlling the plug in her pussy, and she begged, “Please, Mommy, can I cum.”

I love diaper cummies, so I say, of course, but no wand. I really hate when a clitstick has become too numbed by constant masturbation; it ruins so much of my fun. So she was told to just hump her diaper against her mattress and cum for Mommy. BUT SOMEONE CHEATED!!

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Once again, Laylene and I got to tag team the one and only Baby Tami.  This time though, it was down to the dungeons with her.  Laylene invited me to join her on this incredibly fun adventure.  I accepted without a second thought.  Playing with sissy babies is always so fun!  It’s even more fun when I get to play with one with the hot and sexy Laylene.  The two of us together always seem to make that little carrot explode so hard.

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When Mommy put you in those Pampers, you thought only our relationship had changed.  I explained that you weren’t the man you were pretending to be and that you just couldn’t meet my needs anymore.  So, our relationship changed from husband and wife to mother and baby. The accidents and bed wetting combined with the tiny penis means that you’ll be wearing Pampers daily from now on.  I loved the look on your face when I showed you your new nursery where you’ll be sleeping from now on at night.  It was Daddy that was the biggest surprise for you, though, wasn’t it?

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I went shopping the other day at the tiny human store.  You never know when you will happen upon an ABDL baby needing a change or any other type of caring.  So, there I was minding my own business in the pamper aisle when suddenly I was struck with the most offensive odor.  “Phew!  Foochie!  What is the awful smell?”  There was a mommy and her little one in the aisle with me.  I asked her if that noxious odor was coming from her little one.  She picked her little one up and gave a big sniff assuring me it wasn’t her baby.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

One of my horny, little sissy babies has a big ol’ crush on his sister-in-law. I guess he didn’t think I’d notice how quickly he came in his diaper the last time she accidentally showed up while I was dressing him. But, really, by now, he should know his Mommy Felicity better than not to expect what I would do with this knowledge. It isn’t a stretch to realize I would use her as an added tool to his ultimate humiliation.

I told his wife I needed to keep him for the afternoon, and she was more than happy to get him out of the house. Then I invited her sister over for tea time. I explained to her that since she saw how we care for and keep our sissy, she really should learn to be a good auntie, and through a mass of giggles, she agreed.

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Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2369 x 270

After being away visiting family over the weekend, the last thing you expected to see when you pulled into your driveway was Mommy Felicity pounding a “yard sale” sign into your grass. As you step out of the car, you realize all of the items on the display tables and blankets across the lawn are yours.

Your video games, clothing, shoes, all your awards, and trophies from college. Basically, your whole adult life is spread across the lawn with cheap price tags. “Felicity, what the fuck is this?” You yell after slamming the car door.

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