Tag: Diaper Mommy

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Loving AB/DL boys are is easy.  “Wakey up baby and let’s start our day” (he’s so cute when I wake him).  Today you can stay with Mommy Sylvia and don’t have to go to that big boy executive office downtown.  First, you have to have a bath in the little safety tub inside the big bathtub.  Mommy  Sylvia will make sure the water is warm and has plenty of bubbles.  Sitting on the side of the tub, I’ll sponge you clean while you play with your toy boats and rubber ducks.  After your bath, it’s time for wrapping you in your hooded towel and taking you back to the changing table.  “Tickle Tickle,” I say as I run my fingers on your tickle spots.  Then lifting you high enough for the fresh cloth diaper.  Because you will be with Mommy today; you don’t need the Huggies. Continue reading “Loving AB/DL boys” →

It’s Daycare Time For My ABDL

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I know that daycare time is your favorite part of being an ABDL. And I didn’t forget that I promised if you were good at day care mommy would give you special treats when you got home. Well, you’ve been such a good little baby and it’s time for your treats now! I’m so proud of you my little one and I can’t wait to have fun with you and your treats.

I know you love cartoons and I got some of your favorite ones ready to play for you. And I KNOW how much you love sucking on those big dicks that mommy brings home for you when you’re feeling kinky. So, I’m just going to have a bunch of them in the living room where you’re watching your shows and you can crawl around and suck on them whenever you want.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

My big boy was napping, so I ran out real quick to the grocery store and did a few other fast things around town before zipping back h as I carried the grocery bags into the kitchen and set them on the island. My baby was awake and was fidgeting with a bowl. Shakey hands tried to pour cereal, but he was getting more on the island than in the bowl. I smiled, watching him be so independent, and asked how his nap had been.

His eyes still looked sleepy and his hair was a wreck. He shrugged and shuffled to the other side of the island. I wondered why he moved away from me when he was typically such a snuggly boy. And then it hit me. I lifted my chin and sniffed the kitchen air. He was looking down into the bowl to avoid eye contact. “Baby? Did you make a stinky in your diaper during your nap?”

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