A Gentle Hand for His Sissy Baby Side

James was a 27 year old accountant with a secret. While his colleagues thought he was the picture of professionalism, James often locked himself in his apartment on weekends, wearing frilly pink underwear, dresses and playing with pacifiers he’d ordered online. He’d tried hiding his urges, but they always crept back up, leaving him flustered and confused.

The day his Aunt Margaret discovered his collection was inevitable. She’d arrived unexpectedly to drop off some homemade cookies, and instead found James trying on a pair of lace trimmed panties he’d hidden in a cabinet.

“You know, sweetheart,” she said gently, her eyes soft but firm, “this isn’t something to be ashamed of. But if you’re going to explore this part of yourself, you need someone to guide you properly.”

James felt his face burn with embarrassment. “I’m sorry, Aunt Margaret. I didn’t mean for you to see.”

“No need for apologies,” she replied, approaching him with a loving smile. “From now on, we’ll do this together. I’ll help you embrace your sissy baby side properly, there’s no need to get embarrassed about this.”

His First Transformation

The dressing room was filled with sunlight filtering through sheer white curtains that brightened everything. On the bed lay a pile of frilly and cute clothing that made James’s stomach flutter with anticipation and nervousness.

“Aunt Margaret,” he whispered, watching as she held up a thick, padded diaper covered in pastel pink flowers. “This is… bigger than I expected.”

“Silly boy,” she chuckled, helping him step into the diaper. “A proper sissy baby needs proper protection for the day.” She fastened it securely around his waist, the padding creating a soft, bulky silhouette against his slim frame.

Next came the dress, a beautiful baby doll gown in pale pink, with ruffles at the bottom and tiny pearl buttons down the front. As she slipped it over his head, James couldn’t help but blush deeply, his cheeks turning crimson.

“There you go,” she said, adjusting the bonnet on his head. that she settles after putting ont he gown, then buttoning the dresses buttons “Now you look like the sweet little sissy baby you were meant to be.”

James looked in the mirror and barely recognized himself. The reflection showed a young man transformed into the sissy his aunty was helping him become, looking vulnerable yet content in his new attire.

Obedience and Acceptance

“You know the rules, don’t you?” Aunt Margaret asked, her voice gentle but firm. James nodded, trying to find his balance in the bulky diaper. “Show me.”

Taking a deep breath, James curtsied clumsily, his face burning with embarrassment but excitement bubbling in his chest. “Thank you, Mommy,” he whispered, practicing the words that would soon become a practiced habit for him through learned lessons.

Aunt Margaret’s smile widened. “That’s my good sissy baby. Now say your full name.”
“I… I’m Jimmy, your sissy baby,” he stammered, feeling a strange sense of relief washing over him.

“That’s right,” she cooed, running a hand through his hair. “And from now on, you’ll remember who you really are. My sweet, sweet sissy baby boy, next we’ll pick a new name for yo.”

As James looked at himself in the mirror one final time, he realized something profound. The embarrassment had melted away, replaced by a warm sense of belonging and acceptance. He wasn’t just playing a part anymore, he was embracing his true nature as a sissy baby, loved and guided by his caring Aunt Margaret.

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See, a medical fetish isn’t something you do to him. It’s something you become for him. You become his nurse, his therapist, his caregiver. His everything. You’re not just filling a role; you’re becoming his entire reality, and Mommy knows exactly how to make that happen. He needs to feel cared for, controlled, and completely owned. So let me show you how to really take care of him, shall we?

Mommy’s Nursing Care

You’re lying there, hard, and she walks in. The crisp white of her nurse uniform, the stethoscope around her neck, the way her stockings rustle as she moves closer. That’s when it starts. Your little nurse sees your discomfort, your need, and she’s going to fix it. She wants to take such good care of you.

Her cold hands touch your feverish skin. “There, there, sweet boy,” she murmurs, checking your temperature, but she’s really checking something else. She sees the bulge in your pants, the way you’re squirming. “Someone’s been naughty,” she purrs, and you know she means it in the best way possible. She takes her blood pressure cuff and wraps it around your thigh, pumping it up until it tightens around the skin of your thigh, making you gasp. “Such high pressure you have,” she clucks, shaking her head. “We need to do something about that.”

Next comes the lubricant. She squeezes a dollup of it onto her latex covered fingers, cold and slick, running it along the edge of your catheter bag, then down, down, down where you need it most. She’s checking your prostate, of course, making sure everything is functioning properly. Your back arches off the bed, a moan escaping your lips. “Shh, baby,” she whispers, her finger pressing deep inside you, feeling the warmth of your prostate squeezing. “Mommy’s just taking care of you. Isn’t that nice?”

Your catheter is next. She unhooks it from the collection bag, letting the tube hang free. Then, with a practiced motion, she slides the catheter out of your penis, slowly, teasingly, before pushing it back in, making you feel every single inch of the tubing. She wants you to know you’re being taken care of, every part of you, even the parts you’re ashamed of. Her eyes stay locked on yours as she works, a slight smile playing on her lips. “All clean now, sweetheart,” she says softly, securing the catheter once more. “Mommy has everything under control.”

Mommy’s Special Attention

Now she wants to get more serious. She rolls her stool closer to the bed, her white dress riding up just a bit as she sits down. Her eyes are dark with hunger, but also with that tender care that makes your heart flutter whenever she looks at you.

“You’ve been such a good boy,” she coos, reaching into her nurse’s bag. Out comes a speculum, gleaming in the light. You know exactly what’s coming when you see it, and your body trembles in anticipation. She lubes the cold metal instrument thoroughly, her eyes never leaving yours. “This might be a little uncomfortable, darling,” she says, pressing the speculum against your entrance. “But Mommy knows it’s for your own good.”

She pushes the speculum inside you, opening you slowly, methodically. You groan as she stretches you, filling you completely, opening you up. “Such a tight little patient,” she murmurs, rotating the instrument inside you, exploring every inch. She’s looking for problems, of course, but really, she’s just looking for ways to make you squirm and beg. “Everything seems to be in working order,” she finally decides, removing the speculum and wiping it clean on a gauze pad.

Then it’s enema time. She holds up the bag, filled with warm water, the nozzle already lubed. “Time to clean you out, baby,” she says firmly, and you know better than to argue. She presses the nozzle against your tight hole, squeezing gently at first, then harder as the liquid fills your bowels. You feel it expanding inside you, stretching you, owning you. “Good boy,” she praises, emptying the bag completely. “Just let it all go now. Mommy’s here to take care of everything.”

As she removes the nozzle, she positions herself between your legs, watching intently as your body responds. “Perfect,” she whispers, her hand touching and stroking your hard cock. “My beautiful, needy patient.” You’re so close, so desperate, and she knows it. “Don’t you dare cum without permission,” she warns, her hand moving faster, her grip tightening. “You need to wait for Mommy to say so. Understand?”

Mommy’s Final Instructions

Now she stands up, towering over you in her uniform. She’s not just your nurse anymore; she’s your goddess, your mommy, your caretaker.

But today I wanted to give him something extra special. I whispered in his ear, “Mommy has a surprise for her big baby,” and led him to the changing table. His cheeks flushed bright pink as I laid him down, unsnapped his onesie, and gently removed the first diaper. I showed him the new one I’d picked out, our extra thick overnight style with cute little trains and clouds, the kind that holds everything without a single leak.

“Time for your special enema, baby,” I cooed, filling the bulb with warm, water while he sucked harder on his binkie. I slid the soft nozzle in nice and slow, rubbing his tummy in gentle circles as the water flowed in his warm walls. He whimpered so cutely, kicking his legs just a tiny bit while I held the bulb steady. “That’s it, sweetie. Let Mommy take care of you completely.”

When it was time, I guided him to the potty chair we keep just for these moments, bright red with little stars on the sides. I kept one hand on his back and the other stroking his hair while the warm rush happened. He buried his face in my shoulder, making the sweetest embarrassed baby noises, and I just kept whispering how proud I was of my brave little boy.

Afterward I cleaned him up with warm wipes, powdered him extra well, and taped him into the fresh, crinkly train diaper. Back into the ducky onesie he went, binkie popped right back in, and we cuddled on the play mat like nothing in the world could ever be more perfect.

That’s what our play is for us, trust, care, and letting my big man be the happiest, messiest little baby Mommy could ever ask for. If you’re a mommy, a daddy, or a sweet little one reading this… I hope your playtime is just as magical.

Until next time,

Mommy

Today started with our usual routine. I dressed him in his favorite ABDL outfit: a super soft onesie in pale yellow with little duckies printed all over it, the kind that snaps right at the crotch for easy changes. Underneath, I’d slipped him into a fresh, thick crinkly diaper, one of those extra puffy overnight styles with cute cartoon trains and clouds on the landing zone. It’s so cushy and reliable, perfect for long play sessions. I popped his favorite binkie, a bright yellow pacifier with a silky ribbon, between his lips, and he instantly calmed, sucking away happily while I gave his padded bottom a gentle pat.

We played all sorts of little games together. I read him a colorful picture book, tickled his tummy during “airplane” time, and helped him stack his chunky wooden blocks into wobbly towers. But my favorite part is always when it’s time for the playpen.

“Come on, sweetie,” I cooed, scooping him up in my arms. He’s big, but in little mode he feels just right against me. I lowered him gently into the big wooden playpen, its soft padded floor covered in a fluffy blanket. Inside waited his special toy collection: a rattle shaped like a smiling teddy bear, squishy plush blocks, a set of bright stacking cups, and his favorite chewable teether ring. His eyes lit up as he reached for them, binkie still bobbing in his mouth, diaper crinkling loudly with every wiggle.

I kissed the top of his head. “You play nice with your toys, my little one. Mommy’s just going to grab us a snack, some apple slices and your favorite juice in the sippy cup. I’ll be right back to cuddle and check that diaper.”

As I stepped away, I glanced over my shoulder. There he was, my sweet baby, happily banging the rattle and chewing on a block, completely lost in his safe, padded little world. The playpen keeps him secure and content while I take a quick moment for myself. Moments like these are what ABDL is all about, trust, play, and that special bond between Mommy and her little.

Hope this peek into our day brings a smile! why don’t you call a mommy now and let her know What’s your favorite playtime ritual is!

Mommy

After bathtime and a warm bottle of milk, we move to the changing table for his nighttime routine. I slide him into one of my special overnight diapers, the super thick kind with the extra absorbent core and the gentle leak guards that hug his legs like a cloud. They’re so plush he can barely close his legs, which is exactly how I like my baby. Then I zip him into his favorite footed sleeper, the one covered in little yellow duckies that waddle across the fabric.

Tonight I tucked him into his crib, pulled the soft blanket up to his chin, and slipped his binkie back between his lips. “Night night, my precious boy,” I whispered, clicking on the night light that casts gentle stars across the ceiling. He sucked happily, eyes already fluttering closed.

A few hours later I crept back in to check on him. There he was, fast asleep on his back, knees slightly bent like a real baby. I could hear the faintest crinkle as his overnight diaper slowly swelled. He’d wet right through it in his sleep, warm, heavy, and completely uncontrollably, just the way my little one does when he’s deep in baby dreamland with lots of warm milk in him. The thick padding had done its job, keeping everything safe and dry on the outside, but I could tell by the gentle sag and the soft, satisfied sigh he let out that he’d flooded it good and maybe he’s make a small messy on the outside of it too as a little puddle would start to puddle out of the thigh side of the diaper and onto the crib sheet

I smiled in the glow of the night light, stroking his hair. My big, strong man had slipped away completely, turned into my sweet, soggy baby once again. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Sweet dreams, little ones.

Mommy

I carried his favorite pool bag outside, the one covered in smiling rubber duckies and started setting everything up. First came the big inflatable kiddie pool, bright blue with little fish and waves printed all around the sides. While I was filling it with the garden hose, my baby boy sat on the grass in just his alphabet diaper and a tiny white T-shirt that said “Mommy’s Little Splash Buddy” across the front. He clapped and cooed around his binkie, eyes wide with excitement.

Next I pulled out the pool floaties. I grabbed the bright yellow ducky ring first, the one with the silly orange beak and started blowing it up with big, steady puffs. Puff… puff… puff. Each breath made it grow rounder and bouncier, and my little one squealed with delight as it grew, kicking his padded legs in the air. Then came the boat shaped floatie, striped red and white like a lighthouse. I blew that one up too, tying the valves nice and tight so they wouldn’t leak. I arranged them both in the sparkling water along with a couple of rubber duckies and a floating whale squirter toy.

When the pool was ready, it was time to get my baby into his little swim suit. I slipped his crinkly daytime diaper off, giving that sweet padded bottom another gentle pat and changed him into one of our special swim diapers. These are so clever, super thin but still padded and printed with tiny sailboats, designed to hold everything in while he splashes. Over that I pulled up his adorable yellow swim trunks. They’re the cutest little shorts you’ve ever seen, with a snap crotch and ruffled leg openings that make his padded tush look extra round and babyish. He looked absolutely precious standing there in the sunshine, binkie bobbing, hands reaching up for me.

I lifted him into the pool and lowered him gently onto the big ducky floatie. The moment his little feet touched the cool water he let out the happiest squeal! I sat on the edge with my feet in the water, watching him kick and splash and paddle around. He pushed the boat floatie like a big captain, squirted the whale toy at me, getting me all wet and laughing, and floated in circles with his binkie still firmly in place. Every once in a while he’d look over at me with those big, trusting eyes and make the cutest “mama!” sound around his pacifier. My heart just swelled.

We played for almost an hour, splashing, giggling, and making the biggest mess of water and sunshine you can imagine. When he started getting a little pruny, I wrapped him up in his fluffy ducky towel, carried my dripping wet baby boy inside, and gave him the sweetest diaper change of the day. Back into a fresh, thick, extra puffy diaper, the one with the clouds and rainbows this time, a soft onesie, and straight into my lap for cuddles and a bottle.

Days like this remind me why I love being his Mommy so much. He may be a grown man in the outside world, but here, in our little ABDL haven, he’s my perfect baby, and I wouldn’t trade a single splash, crinkle, or binkie kiss for anything.

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Until next time, keep those diapers snug and those hearts full of love.

MOMMY

That binkie is his favorite comfort, a custom silicone one shaped like a chubby teddy bear, with a soft glow in the-dark ring he can nuzzle against his cheek since he has no hands to hold it. I call it his “magic soother” because the second it touches his lips, his whole body relaxes into that dreamy baby space.

Dressed for the day, I slid him into his special ABDL onesie, extra snug cotton with little blue sailboats and rubber duckies printed all over, the short sleeves and legs specially tailored to cuddle his stumpies without any fabric bunching. The snap crotch let me check his new satin trimmed cloth diaper in seconds, and the built in mittens kept his arm stumps warm and protected. He looked so adorable I couldn’t resist kissing his forehead a dozen times.

We spent the whole morning right here in the house, just the two of us. First came playtime on the big soft play mat I spread across the living room floor. I surrounded him with his favorite toys: a giant plush teddy bear almost as big as he is, he loves pressing his face into its fur, colorful stacking blocks I move for him so he can watch them tumble, and a musical rattle I shake gently near his ear while singing silly nursery rhymes. He giggles and wiggles his whole torso in delight, his satin diaper softly crinkling beneath the onesie. I lie beside him, stroking his hair and whispering, “Mommy’s got you, baby boy. No worries in the world.”

When he got hungry, I cradled him in my lap on the couch for bottle time. Warm milk with a touch of vanilla, his favorite, flowed from the bottle while I rocked him slowly, humming lullabies. He suckled so peacefully, eyes half closed, one satin ribbon from his diaper peeking out just enough to remind us both how perfectly toddled he is.

After his bottle came story time. I read from his favorite board book about brave little sailors on the sea, holding it where he could see every picture. He “talked” back in the cutest baby babble, and I answered in my gentlest Mommy voice, praising every sound he made. No rough play today, just slow, careful cuddles and lots of forehead kisses.

By afternoon he was sleepy, so I changed him again into a fresh cloth diaper, same silky bamboo and satin style, because one perfect diaper at a time is all my boy needs. I carried him to the nursery, tucked him into his crib with his teddy bear snuggled against his side and his binkie back in place. I stayed right there, rocking the crib with one hand while my other hand stroked his cheek, whispering how much Mommy loves her special amputee baby.

Days like this remind me why I cherish every single moment. He may have lost his limbs, but he’s gained a Mommy who lives to care for him completely, dressing him, feeding him, playing with him, and keeping him wrapped in the softest, most loving ABDL world imaginable. If you’re reading this and you have your own special mommy, come call the line at 1-888-430-2010 , I hope this story brings you a smile.

Until next time, stay soft and stay little.

With all my love,

Mommy

There he was on the living room rug when i walked in, crawling happily in his frilly pastel pink onesie with delicate lace ruffles around the leg openings and easy snap crotch for quick checks. His binkie bobbed between his lips while he shook his colorful rattle toy and hugged his fluffy stuffed bunny. The toys were scattered all around like little treasures, and he looked up at me with those big, trusting eyes, already my perfect baby.

“Ohhh, look at my sweet little walker!” I cooed, clapping my hands. “You’re not just Mommy’s baby today, little one. You’re going to be my special furniture too. Doesn’t that sound fun? Don’t you want to be mommies little chair for her to sit on?”

He gave an excited gurgle around his binkie and nodded. I popped the pacifier back in gently. “Good boy. Suck on your binkie and stay nice and still for me, furniture doesn’t talk or wiggle unless Mommy says so!”

First I turned him into my cozy footrest. I had him kneel on all fours right in front of my big armchair. “Come on, my little ottoman” I said, propping my bare feet on his soft back. The satin cover of his cloth diaper peeked out under the onesie snaps, so warm and padded. While I read my magazine I wiggled my toes and sighed happily since I had an all in one sweetheart to do that. “Mmm, what a perfect footrest you make! So sturdy and snuggly. Mommy could rest here all day on her favorite baby, he’s comfortable furniture.”

Next I needed a snack break, so I made him my handy side table. “Lie flat on your tummy, my little end table!” I told him sweetly. I balanced a little tray of juice and cookies right on the curve of his padded bottom, right over that thick, fluffy cloth diaper. “Don’t move a muscle like I taught you, my useful little table. Furniture stays perfectly still while Mommy eats.” I nibbled my cookies, occasionally patting his satin covered seat. “You’re the best side table Mommy ever had, baby. So steady and soft!”

Then, while I folded laundry, I used him as my favorite chair. “Sit up tall now, I need my chair to be comfortable for me, too much slouching will make my back unvomfortable,” I said, lowering myself gently onto his lap. His onesie and the cushy cloth diaper underneath made the perfect warm seat. I rocked just a little while I sorted socks. “Ahhh, my baby chair is so comfy! I love how your padded bottom feels under Mommy.”

Later, during TV time, he became my footstool again, and when I felt sleepy I even turned him into my nap pillow. “Shhh, my little pillow baby,” I whispered, resting my head on his chest while his binkie kept him quiet and content. His rattle and bunny toy sat nearby like loyal little guards.

All afternoon I kept praising him. “You’re Mommy’s perfect baby and the best furniture too! Such a good little man acting like a good baby for me. I love using my cloth diapered baby as my special furniture collection. You make everything so much more fun for mommy!”

When the day wound down I gave his diaper a gentle pat and popped his binkie out for a big hug. “Mommy is so proud of her furniture baby. We’ll do this again very soon!”

Fellow ABDLs, if your Mommy hasn’t tried turning you into living furniture yet, you have to ask! It’s such a creative, loving way to sink deeper into little space and bonding with mommy.

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Until next time, stay padded and playful,

Mommy

It started this morning when I caught him sneaking an extra cookie from the jar, his hands covered in crumbs while he giggled all cheeky like. “Oh, my silly baby boy,” I cooed, shaking my head with a smile. “You know Mommy’s rules, no treats without asking.” His eyes went wide, that adorable mix of excitement and fake remorse that always melts my heart. But today, I decided it was time for a little outing to reinforce those lessons. Not the stern kind, mind you, we’re all about gentle guidance when it’s under my watch. I wanted to show him that even naughty babies can have fun, as long as they stay close to Mommy.

First things first: getting him ready. I laid him down on the changing mat, his legs kicking playfully as I peeled off his soggy overnight diaper. We’d been experimenting with different styles lately, and today I chose a soft, cloth diaper with fluffy cotton layers that hugged his bottom like a warm cloud. No plastic crinkles this time, just the gentle swish of fabric that whispered secrets with every wiggle. I powdered him generously, the sweet scent filling the room, and pinned it securely with shiny safety pins that gleamed like little stars.

Over that, I slipped on his favorite satin training pants, smooth and shiny, with ruffles around the legs that made him blush when he caught his reflection. “Look at you, my shiny bottomed prince,” I teased, patting his padded rear. “All snug and ready for adventure. But remember, if you make a mess, everyone might hear that soft rustle!”

For his outfit, I picked something cute yet discreet for our public jaunt, that barely hid the bulge of his diaper, paired with a pastel onesie underneath featuring tiny duckies marching across the chest. I popped his beloved binkie into his mouth, the silicone nipple bobbing as he suckled contentedly. “There, now you’re my perfect little explorer,” I said, ruffling his hair.

He mumbled around the paci, trying to look innocent, but I could see the spark of mischief in his eyes. To complete the ensemble, I grabbed his stuffed teddy bear, Mr. Fluffkins, a worn, velvety companion with button eyes that’s been through countless cuddle sessions and timeouts. “Hold tight to your toy, baby,” I whispered. “He’s going to keep you company while Mommy teaches you to behave.”

We headed to the local park, a sunny spot with swings, slides, and plenty of open space for my little one to toddle around. It’s one of our favorite places because it’s not too crowded mid afternoon, and the fresh air always brings out his playful side. As we strolled hand in hand, I felt him squeeze my fingers a bit tighter, that mix of thrill and nervousness at being out in his baby gear. “Aww, is my big strong man feeling all tiny and shy?” I teased gently, leaning down to kiss his forehead. He nodded, his cheeks turning pink, but his eyes lit up when we reached the playground area.

now to the First activity, the swings! I lifted him into the baby swing, you know, the one with the secure bucket seat and gave him a soft push. “Whee! Look at you flying like a little birdie,” I laughed as he kicked his legs, the satin pants shimmering in the sunlight. His binkie stayed firmly in place, muffling his delighted squeals.

But oh, that naughty streak surfaced when he tried to wriggle free mid swing. “Uh uh, baby boy,” I said with a playful sternness, stopping the swing and tapping his nose. “Mommy decides when playtime changes. For that, you get a tickle timeout!” I scooped him up and tickled his tummy until he was gasping with giggles and babbles, his cloth diaper crinkling softly.

Next, we moved to the sandbox for some digging fun. I handed him a plastic shovel and bucket from my bag, bright red ones shaped like castles, perfect for his imaginative play. He plopped down, teddy in one hand, and started building what he called a “fort for naughty babies.” I sat nearby, watching with a smile as he patted the sand, his satin covered bottom shifting with each movement.

“Building a hideout, are we? Trying to escape Mommy’s watchful eye?” I teased, reaching over to adjust his binkie when it slipped. He shook his head vigorously, but I could tell he loved the attention. To make it more engaging, I joined in, helping him mold towers while whispering silly stories about kings in diapers and queens with magic pacifiers.

As the afternoon wore on, we took a break on a bench for a snack. I pulled out a sippy cup of juice and some cut up fruits, feeding him bites while he leaned against me. “Such a good boy now, aren’t you? Even after your cookie caper this morning,” I said softly, stroking his hair. He nodded, eyes sparkling with that adoration that makes every moment worthwhile. But I couldn’t resist one last gentle tease”Just remember, if you act up again, next time we might visit the store, and everyone will see your pretty satin pants peeking out!”

Our park adventure ended with a leisurely walk back home, his hand in mine, teddy dangling from the other. He was tuckered out, all yawns and cuddles, but the smiles we shared made it clear, even naughty little ones deserve gentle fun. It’s all about balance, ABDL friends, a bit of teasing, a lot of love, and plenty of padded protection.

What about you? Have you had a gentle outing that turned a naughty day around? Come and call a mommy and share your own adventure 1-888-430-2010 we’d love to hear your stories! Until next time, stay crinkly and cute.

With hugs and powders

I hear gentle footsteps on the plush carpet, and then she’s there, a silhouette in the doorway that makes my heart swell.

“Good morning, my sweet boy,” Mommy coos, her voice like warm honey to my ears. She crosses the room slowly towards me, her floral-print dress swishing softly.

Her smile is the first real thing I see every day and I love it, it fills me with a sense of perfect safety and it’s so sweet.

“Did my little one sleep well?” she asks, leaning over the crib rail to brush my hair from my forehead. I nod, pushing myself up to a sitting position, the diaper beneath my white cotton nightshirt rustling and crinkling loudly.

She reaches in, and I lift my arms instinctively, letting her gather me up and lift me out with a gentle grunt of effort. I’m big, but she’s strong in all the ways that matter.

She carries me to the big, padded changing table in the corner of the nursery, laying me down on the soft terrycloth cover. Everything was in its place.

“Let’s see what we’re working with this morning, hmm?” she murmurs, her fingers making quick work of the pull tapes on my thick, overnight diaper. It’s wet, heavy and warm.

She cleans me with practiced, tender efficiency using wipes from the warmer, the scent of chamomile filling the space between us. I just lie there, gazing up at her focused, loving face, feeling utterly cared for by her.

“Time for a fresh one,” she announces, holding up a clean diaper. This one is baby blue, covered in little cartoon clouds and smiling suns. She sprinkles powder, the fine talc smelling clean and simple, before securing the new diaper snugly around my waist.

The feeling is incredible, soft, bulky, and profoundly comforting. “All nice and dry for my baby,” she says, patting the front.

Next comes the onesie. Today’s is a soft, buttery yellow footed onesie, with a row of tiny white ducks marching across the chest.

She helps me into it, guiding my arms and legs, then fastens the snaps up the front and between my legs with a series of soft pop-pop-pops. Now I’m fully dressed, covered in softness.

She sets me down and guides me to the playmat in the corner, already strewn with my things. A giant stuffed bear sits next to a shape sorter cube and a basket of colorful, building blocks. I immediately settle onto the floor, reaching for a toy rattle. Mommy sits in her rocking chair nearby, a knitting project in her lap, watching me with soft eyes.

After a while of stacking blocks and making the bear ‘trumpet’, I crawl over to her on my hands and knees, resting my head on her knee. She sets her knitting aside. “Is someone getting hungry?” she asks.

I nod, my thumb finding its way to my mouth. She gently guides it away and replaces it with a pacifier, its silicone nipple resting comfortably on my tongue, the shield decorated with a cartoon bear.

She prepares a bottle of warm milk, testing a few drops on her wrist before coming back. I’m already waiting, cradled in her arms in the rocking chair.

She guides the nipple to my lips, and I suckle contentedly, my eyes locked on hers as the chair creaks back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm. Her fingers stroke my hair. “My good boy,” she whispers. “Mommy’s perfect little Adult baby.”

The bottle empties slowly. She burps me with gentle pats on my padded back, then sets the bottle aside, letting me curl into her chest. The pacifier bobs gently as I suck, my eyelids growing heavy again, lulled by the rocking, her heartbeat, and the overwhelming, sweet certainty that I am hers, and she is mine.

Here, in my onesie and thick diaper, surrounded by my toys, I am not a man. I am simply, completely, her baby. And for now, that is the only truth in the world to me.

The afternoon sun slants across the floor, promising more playtime, maybe a stroller walk, and later, another diaper change before being tucked back into my crib. The cycle is simple, sweet, and endlessly reassuring.

He flinched when I cupped his chin. My thumb found the pulse rabbiting in his throat. “Shhh,” I breathed against his ear, “Mommy’s going to make it all better.”

The first button of his oxford shirt popped easily. His breath hitched, I let my nails scrape the hollow between his collarbones. “Still wearing Daddy’s cologne?” I tsked, sniffing the air. “We’ll have you in Johnson’s Baby Powder and a dress by nightfall.”

His belt clattered to the floor as it was pulled out of the loops. I stepped on the buckle, pushing the metal into the plush carpet as I pushed him backward onto the changing pad that laid on the changing table, new and fresh. The plastic crinkled beneath his weight, a symphony of shame. My smile widened. “Eyes on the mobile, princess,” I ordered, snapping latex gloves over my ringless fingers. The pastel unicorns spun lazily above us, their glittered horns catching the light as they reflected. “Count them for Mommy.”

“O-one… two…” His voice cracked as I yanked his slacks down. The cartoonish rocket ships on his boxers made me snort. “Three,” I finished for him, ripping the cotton apart with precision. His whimper was sweeter than the saccharine air freshener. “Oh hush now, Mommy’s got something special for her little stargazer.”

The nursery drawer sighed open. I let him see the frilly fabric first, the puffed sleeves, the lace trim, the embroidered “Daddy’s Little Star” across the chest. His Adam’s apple bobbed as I shook out the dress, letting the peter pan collar flutter like a surrender flag. “Arms up,” I chirped, plastic gloves squeaking as I lifted the hem. The polyester whispered against his bare chest. The diaper unfolded with a sound like distant thunder. He tried to close his legs, my knee slipped between them effortlessly. “Tsk tsk,” I sang, sprinkling powder that smelled like roses. “Mommy needs room to work.”

The first tape hissed as it sealed. His breath came faster now, cheeks flushing beneath the mobile’s rotating shadows. I traced the waistband with a cold wet wipe, grinning when he jerked away from the chill.

“Look at you,” I crooned, snapping rubber pants over the swollen padding. The crinkle echoed off pink walls. “My perfect little comet, all that fire reduced to…” My palm smacked the diaper’s front. “…cold, dead rock.” The Mary Janes pinched his toes. I knew they would. The bonnet ribbons tied under his chin. I adjusted them twice as they were tied into a limp bow. “Up we go,” I trilled, steering him toward the heart-shaped mirror. His reflection wobbled, a parade float of sateen and shame. I nibbled his earlobe, tasting salt and despair. “Wave to the astronauts, babygirl. They’ll miss you… down here with me.” The mobile played a Lullaby in a warped, tinny key.

I reached into the toy chest, my fingers closing around cool silicone. The bottle’s nipple glistened with Karo syrup as I pressed it to his lips. “Drink up, starshine,” I murmured, watching his throat convulse. “Mommy’s got years worth of bedtime stories.”

Rose

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If you are a good boy, mommy will reward you with a special treat.  A very special, naughty treat.  Mommy knows how that peepee gets excited in your diaper, and mommy knows that you’ve been a good baby and didn’t play with yourself without mommy’s permission.

Since you have been so well behaved for mommy, mommy will make that hard peepee feel better.  Mommy will strip you of all your clothes but your diaper.  Then mommy will lay you down and make you all comfy.  As soon as mommy opens up your diaper, that hard peepee pops up.

Oh my, someone is definitely an excited little diaper boy.  Mommy slides her fingertip over your dribbling slit.  Your pre-cum glistening on the pad of mommy’s finger.  Mommy slowly brings her finger to her mouth, sliding her tongue out to taste you.

Mmmm, mommy just loves making her little one squirt.  And now mommy is going to milk that cock and those balls of all that sticky cum.  Mommy is going to show you what happens to good little diaper boys.  When you obey and do as you’re told, good things happen.

And mommy will make very good things happen to you.  Mommy will make you whimper and moan in pure ecstasy and then make you blow your load all over.  Mommy will milk you dry.  And afterwards you will thank mommy, like a good little baby boy.

Mommy wraps her hand around your hard peepee and starts slowly sliding it up and down the full length from balls to tip.  Making you groan out loud.  Causing your legs to stiffen.  Mommy laughs and asks if that feels good. Of course, mommy already knows the answer to that.

And mommy is the best at making it feel good, real good.  Mommy’s hands are like magic as they glide over that hard throbbing cock, so gentle and so firm all at the same time.  Mommy knows just what to do and knows how you like it.  Mommy loves the feel of a hard cock in her hand.

And mommy’s favorite part is making that peepee squirt, making that cock cum for mommy, seeing your sticky cream dripping down mommy’s hand.  Mommy will wipe her hand off with your diaper, licking off the little bit that still clings to mommy’s fingers.

Then mommy will close up your diaper and tell you what a good boy you are.  And smile down at you as you lay there sexually satiated.  There’s nothing more satisfying then seeing a happy content adult baby.  And that stickiness in your diaper will be a reminder of what a good boy for mommy you were and are.

Would you like a special reward from mommy?  Have mommy make you feel good?  And let mommy make you explode a hot sticky mess?  If so. then call Mommy Candy any time for a very special treat.  Mommy will make sure you enjoy every second of it.  And remember mommy knows best!

Mommy Candy

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(first part) My reality was better than my dreams! Incest kinks are forbidden, I knew this and wanted to do it anyway, wild fantasies swimming through my mind, all the image of the MILF porn I had watched now replaced with my mom. Without saying a word, she lifted her hand to my face and brushed an imaginary speck of dirt from my top lip. Her fingers remained there just long enough for that now familiar sweat, pungent scent to fill my nostrils once more.

Her touch had caused my heart to pound in my chest, it was almost in my throat. A deep throbbing had begun to grip me tightly. I began to feel myself swelling uncontrollably. Those loose-fitting pants were no match for lust. As my hands moved to conceal my intentions, the towels fell from my mother’s grip. I froze in motion as they landed with a soft thud on the concrete floor.

We broke away from each other for the briefest of moments as our eyes both flicked down. I stepped back into the washer. The cold metal sliding up my back brought me to consciousness as if from a dream. But mummy was still staring down, but not at the towels.

A small bead of clear fluid had begun to form through my trousers.

Timidly, I slowly & carefully raised my head. There was no hiding it now! My quivering erupted into a shake as I plunged my hands into briefs in a desperate attempt to hide my natural impulse.

As I lifted my head, she moved past me, Mummy began to sink, down, slowly down. Her eyes glued to that glistening bead. A glimpse of longing could not be concealed behind that routine smile, as my hand searched in my trousers, in a veiled attempt to disguise my arousal.

Hovering for a moment, pausing just long enough to draw breath, deep and slow. Her face pressed up against my throbbing cock. Her hand moved beneath her skirt, gasping as she plunged her fingers inside herself. Her mouth moving over my erection, I could feel her desperation through my trousers as she toyed with us both.

I swelled to a size I had not known before, it felt like I was going to burst. I stared down at mommy’s face, scrunched up so tightly. No longer hiding her moans as the smell of my mothers’ cunts filled the basement. The tension in my pants was unbearable, but as quickly as it had started it was over. My eyes were closed by now, and I kept them this way even after I felt her stop. “You dropped something,” she said. As she drew herself up to her full height. A soft, gentle voice reduced to little more than a whisper. My eyes snapped open to find her soppy panties dangling from an outstretched finger, less than an inch from my face.

She disappeared back up the stairs & through the basement door. Leaving me mesmerized on the incest-stained panties now firmly back in my grasp. The door was left slightly ajar, I made sure to relieve my tension in full view of the darkness beyond. Did that get you all hot and bothered? Go ahead and call me anytime!

Auntie Brenda

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Through diaper sissy hypnosis while you are sleeping, mommy will turn you into her good little girl.  You will go to bed, mommy’s good boy and wake up mommy’s naughty little sissy slut.  Mommy will convert you and you will enjoy every minute of it.

Mommy will use sissification to strip you of all your maleness and make you into the perfect little skirt wearing sissy.  You will become feminine in every way possible.  How you look, how you dress, how you speak and how you sound.

Mommy has so many tantalizing abdl sex stories that she can share with you.  And soon you will be another one added to my repertoire.  Mommy will make you her little slut and you will do as you’re told.  Mommy can’t wait to take you shopping for cute little outfits, thigh highs, panties, makeup, shoes and diapers.  Mommy will alter between dressing you up as a pretty little princess in pink to a sultry sexy skank.

Then mommy will enjoy taking you out and showing you off.  And there will be times when mommy will put your skills to the test as well.  Mommy wants to see what a good sissy you really are.  You will learn how to be a good cock sucker, as well as a talented pussy eater.

You will have to satisfy all of mommy’s primal urges.  Mommy will make you into her own personal sex slave.  A sissy connoisseur of sexual prowess.  You will yearn to please and do everything mommy tells you.  You will beg to be manhandled by mommy and her friends.

And mommy will have you moaning like a whore as mommy bends you over, lifting your skirt and pulling your panties to the side, so mommy can fuck you fast and hard with her huge selection of strap-ons and dildos.  You will be whimpering in pain and pleasure as you get violated over and over.

A good little sissy slut taking it in that sissy pussy after sucking on mommy’s cock and getting it nice and wet.  Reaching back, spreading yourself open wide for mommy to get nice and deep.  Pushing back as mommy fucks you, like a good whore.

Mommy has to get you ready for a real man with a real cock to fuck you like you deserve.  To grab your hips and plunge balls deep inside you.  To make you squeal and squirt as you get fucked.  To show you how a good little sissy takes all that dick.

You take it all and still crave more cock.  You love being a sissy so much, you have wet dreams of getting fucked and used by 100’s.  You make mommy very proud of what a good girl you are.  Mommy knew you would make a great little cock whore, cum slut sissy faggot.

Mommy’s pussy gushes watching you get taken over and over.  Watching as cock after cock fills you with their creamy cum.  Mommy’s juices dripping down her inner thighs with each thrust.  For more seductive fun call Mommy Candy today.

Mommy Candy

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Mommy has lots of abdl stories she could share with you, but mommy’s choice for tonight is involving abdl humiliation.  And what is more so, than a grown adult being turned into a diaper baby.  A helpless little one that needs a mommy to take care of all their necessities.

Mommy takes you and strips you completely naked, no need for those type of clothes anymore.  As you stand there blushing and trying to cover yourself, your new mommy takes and leads you into the bathroom.  Mommy points at the toilet and tells you that you will no longer be using the big potty.  As you begin to ask why, mommy leads you back into the nursery.

Mommy takes you to the changing table and you see all the packages of diapers, baby wipes and containers of baby powder.  Mommy smiles as the realization dawns on you as to why you won’t be using the potty anymore.  Mommy lifts you up onto the changing table and tells you to lay back and stay still.

Then mommy bends your knees and spreads your thighs.  Mommy takes a cool baby wipe and starts to clean you up.  Lifting your bottom up to get those cheeks and in between them.  Then time to clean between those thighs and the front of baby.  Once baby has been wiped all down then mommy can slide a soft, thick diaper under that cute little butt.

And depending on mommy’s mood, a little sissy baby hypnosis might be in order.  Not only will you be my diaper baby, but you will be my pretty little diaper baby sissy girl.  And mommy can’t wait to show off her baby.  Mommy will have so much fun with her little one.

Once mommy has you all dressed and diapered, mommy will take you out for some ice cream for being such a good baby for mommy.  Everyone stares and watches as we walk past them, mommy holding your hand as you waddle next to mommy.  Your diaper peeking out as you move.

Everyone sees what a diaper baby you are.  Everyone is either pointing at you, whispering about you, laughing at you or taking pictures of you.  Your cheeks are almost the same color as your pretty little dress.  How cute!  Mommy giggles as she watches your wide-eyed reaction to everyone noticing you and your diaper.

You are the center of attention right now and you look so adorable.  Mommy just loves playing with you.  And mommy knows you are loving every second of it, embarrassment and all.  Mommy can see by the sparkle in your eyes that you enjoy being a diapered baby.

For more of mommy’s abdl stories or to become one of them yourself, call Mommy Candy anytime night or day and let mommy entertain you.  Mommy will regale you with tales that will make you wet with excitement.  Mommy just loves the thought of being responsible for you making a sticky creamy mess.  And all for mommy.

Mommy Candy

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Come here sweetie and crawl up into mommy’s lap.  Mommy will hold you and cuddle you as I tell you some abdl stories.  Mommy will rub your back and pat your bottom as you listen to mommy’s voice and imagine the scenario mommy enthralls you with.  Mommy will have you captivated as you get lost in mommy’s lap enjoying all you hear.

There once was an abdl that felt all alone and embarrassed about their love of being a diapered adult baby.  They thought everyone stared at them knowing their secret fetish, that everyone was whispering about them, making fun of them and their diaper.  Little did they know that most didn’t even notice, and lots definitely didn’t even care one way or the other.

Everyone has their own secrets and with the hustle and bustle of life, too many are too preoccupied with everyday life to judge.  All this little one needed to do was relax and enjoy their diaper fetish.  Not worry about what others thought.  Not care if anyone noticed.  Be yourself and be proud of who you are.

Flaunt that diaper and wiggle that diapered bottom.  Make mommy giggle as you dance for me.  And every time you got close enough, mommy would reach out and squeeze your diaper.  Mommy loves the sound of the crinkle, the feel of the diaper as it fills with warm pee.  The squishier the better, in mommy’s opinion.

As mommy holds you in her lap, mommy feels your diaper get warmer.  Someone is making a peepee in mommy’s lap, good thing you have your diaper on.  I mean, that is what they are for.  For you to use and fill up.  Diapers are meant to hold all of baby’s messes, so fill them up for mommy.

Mommy loves when you burrow closer to mommy during story time.  And mommy definitely loves when she feels you wiggle and start to rub your diaper against mommy.  Your little peepee getting harder and bigger inside your wet diaper.  Your breathing slightly changing as you get more and more aroused.

Mommy turns her body slightly, allowing your diapered peepee to press against mommy harder.  Mommy starts rocking you back and forth causing you to rub faster against mommy’s soft body.  Mommy hears you moan as your lips part and your eyes close.  Soon you’re humping against mommy more rapidly.

Mommy smiles as she watches you pick up speed.  The moans escaping your open mouth grow louder with each thrust against mommy.  Then with one final trembling push of your diapered peepee, you groan loudly as you squirt cummies in your diaper.  You collapse in mommy’s arms and pant like a winded dog.

Mommy told you, she just loves story time.  And from the looks of baby, so do you.  Those flushed cheeks and full diaper are precisely what mommy wants to see.  And when that diaper gets a nice thick creamy mess added to it, mommy is delighted.  So, come crawl up into mommy’s lap…

Mommy Candy

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I know that I have a major diaper fetish and  I have always fantasized about being a good little diaper sissy. For me the fun and excitement is not just about being controlled by a mommy or a mistress but the clothes are a big part of it all for me.  I first heard about abdl by hearing a friend of mine tell abdl stories over the phone. At first I pretended that I was not eavesdropping and listening to every single thing that was said, because I did not want to seem like a snoop, but I heard so many things over that phone that got my clitty cock so hard.

I would actually go into another room, close the door and place a cup up against the wall and my ear next to it to hear what was being said and before you know it, my hand was on my little shriveled up sissy worm fondling it. The more I heard about sissies being forced to wear diapers in person along with little baby doll dresses over it really turned me on.

And when I got my first adult diaper, I made sure that it was the most girly of diapers of them all; they had to be pink with either little ponies, princesses or mermaids on it.  The color pink really does something to me, it is a whole entire mood, it makes me know that I am a sissy and that will never change and I will have to be this way until the end.  I accept this as I am not going to fight who I really am.  I am a sissy and I am proud and I am not just any sissy, I am a beautiful diaper sissy!

When my mommy tells me to piss and piss some more, it does not matter that my diaper is full to capacity and cannot take anymore.  If piss runs down my legs because my diapers are not strong enough to bear the wrath of my ginormous piss then I deserve to stand there like a loser while everyone laughs at me as I hold my head down and wallow in my own golden colored piss.  I don’t deserve any kind of respect but I must get my just reward which is to be laughed at and mocked terribly and called names that hurt and humiliate me.

I have been so bad in a lot of things that I have done in life and to be punished in this humiliating and embarrassing way sort of evens out everything. If I have to pull my diapers down and bend over after pissing and pooping and my mommy has to spank my pissy and shitty butt, then I will accept that this is what I have to do.

If you are like me and you need a  mommy as well, don’t hesitate to call and speak to a mommy and make sure that you mention that you are a proud diaper sissy and you will be taken care of right away.

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I am Granny Minnie and I am the one that sets all of the rules when it comes to my abdl girls and boys.  I am sure that there are thing that they like that they want for me to do to them sexually and that is fine for them to have these thoughts and feelings, but I decide what I will do next when it comes to abdl roleplay.

I am sure that there are many abdl stories that my abdl boys and girls have heard about me and how I took matters into my own hands and that is exactly why they are in my life because they know that I like to take control.  Whether is it me propping my feet up so that I can have a nice foot massage or laying in the bathtub while I am sponged over my sweet granny titties and mature granny cunt, no matter what it is that I want, I get.

I know that a lot of people want to play with grannies because they believe that grannies love to spoil them as that is traditionally what grannies would do but this granny loves to be spoiled.  I love to dress my abdl boys and girls in their diapers and have them give me a full body massage. I like to have my seasoned tits massaged and my nipples fondled.  A nice twisting and pinching of my nipples and also a nice tugging, really makes my senior citizen pussy tingle and leak out a ton of sweet and succulent granny juices.

And when my juices leak out that is when I want my abdl boys and girls to crouch down on their hands and knees and open their mouths as if my creamy cunt was a waterfall and have them drink it all up as if it were their last meal.

So, no matter if you have a diaper fetish or if you are an abdl that likes to hear abdl stories this is where you will come for me to take care of you the only way that a granny should.  I will make you lick my feet and travel your tongue all the way up my thigh and I will direct you to my toes so you can suck and lick them off until they are all wrinkly and sore from your consistent sucking.

I will make you worship my granny body the way that it deserves to be worshipped and if I chose to relieve myself, I will make sure that you wipe my up with nothing but your tongue and you will make sure to put it in all of my crevices that I expect for you to lick thoroughly clean.

You are a good candidate to be one of my new abdl babies, so do as you are told and give me, Granny Minnie a call right now and I will teach you how to be the best little submissive that you can possible be.

Granny Minnie

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I am abdl, that means I am an adult baby diaper lover.  And it’s true in every way possible.  My name is Stacey and I am a diaper girl.  I love the smell, feel, look and crinkle of a thick diaper.  Especially one on me.  There’s nothing better than the silky feel of baby powder against my most intimate skin.  It makes me very glad I have a diaper on.

I enjoy diapers so much that I am always wet and not just from pee pee.  My diaper fetish is so extreme, that I use my diapers for everything.  From peeing to pooping and definitely for when I get so excited I squirt.  I just love to sit in my messy diaper and rock back and forth, feeling it squish all around me.

The abdl stories I could tell you, would make you very excited also.  You would want to hear more, that’s for sure.  There’s nothing better than hearing about an adult baby getting their diaper changed and all the fun that entails.  And I love having my diaper changed and my pussy played with so much.

Sometimes I get really naughty and have to play inside my diaper.  I can’t help myself as my hand slides into the top of my diaper.  My fingers sliding over my swollen clit to my very wet pussy.  Soon my hand is cupped over my dripping pussy and I start riding my fingers.

It feels so good I can’t help but cum all over my fingers and into my hand.  Oh Yes!  Mmmmm I so love my diapers.  And they are perfect for catching my gooey wetness.  I pull my hand slowly from my diaper.  I open and close my fingers, seeing the sticky web of cum stretch between my fingers.

I push my tongue out from between my lips and lean forward slightly.  Tasting my sweetness from my fingertips.  I savor the flavor, closing my eyes and sucking on my fingers.  I lick every drop from my hand and fingers.  I keep my dirty diaper on and curl up for a small much needed nap.

I would love to play with you while I’m in my diapers.  You could change my squishy diaper and clean me all up.  And if you wanted to try, I could diaper you and you could see how good it feels.  I could be your mommy and take good care of you.  Or we could both be in diapers and just play with each other all day.

It would be so much fun.  I am already excited just from the thought of it.  Don’t believe me… just check my very wet diaper.  Told you!  I’m a silly little diaper girl.  And I want to play, all the time, any time.  I’ll be a good girl, a naughty girl, or a mommy.  I’ll be anything and everything you want.

Just call me and make me do as you want.  Make me pleasure you, make me be a good diaper girl, make me cum over and over.

Stacey

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Mommy has everything needed to diaper that cute little butt.  I know all about your diaper fetish and mommy is prepared.  Mommy has diapers, powder, baby wipes, lotions and creams.  And mommy also has everything baby needs to relax, so just lay back and let mommy take good care of you.

Mommy strips you of all those “big” clothes.  Then mommy lifts your legs into the air, lifting that bottom up, so mommy can take a crisp cool baby wipe to that little tushie.  Between your cheeks and up over your adorable little balls and peepee.  Now that baby is all clean, it’s time to slide that thick soft diaper underneath you.

Mommy takes and sprinkles the baby powder all over baby’s butt and front.  Mommy slowly rubs it in, so soft and silky feeling.  Making sure to get those balls and peepee nicely coated.  That diaper will feel so good against baby’s skin.  Being an abdl is the best.  You get to enjoy mommy as she takes very good care of you.

Would you like to feel mommy’s warm hands rubbing baby powder all over you?  Have mommy doting on your every need and desire?  And knowing mommy will make you feel so good.  Mommy will coddle you, cuddle you and love you.  Mommy will diaper you, dress you and show you off.  Mommy will feed you, bathe you and play with you.

Mommy has lots of abdl stories she can share with you to help you feel at ease if you are shy or nervous about playing with mommy.  No need to be scared around Mommy Candy, mommy just wants the best for you.  And mommy loves making you feel good, very good.

When it comes to my abies, mommy never gets tired of taking the best care of each and every one.  One of the best parts is when mommy gets to see how happy mommy makes her little ones.  Seeing how excited you get for mommy, and then making that hard little peepee squirt for mommy, just makes mommy’s day.

Nothing makes mommy smile bigger than an exhausted baby after mommy has had her way with them.  And mommy is always ready to help tire out a little cutie in a diapee.  And those diapers definitely make clean up a breeze.  Squeeze squeeze, rub, rub, squirt, squirt…mmmm.

And there are so many cute diapers to chose from.  Mommy could put baby in a different designed or colored diaper every time.  Watch you as you waddle around in your adorable diaper, grinning at mommy.  Mommy’s little diapered cutie!

To become one of mommy’s cute little diapered adult babies, give mommy a call anytime, night or day.  Mommy is always available for her sweet little babies, her naughty little perverts and her adorable little sissies.  Mommy never gets enough play time.  And if alone time is hard to come by, mommy is always available for private text/chat as well.

So pick up that phone and call now to set up a session with mommy.

ABDL Mommy Candy

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Panzy is my sweet little abdl grandson and I am his granny that loves him so very much. I love to play sweet games with him and put him in my lap as I rock him back and forth in my lap in my rocking chair when he wears his diaper. He loves his pamper so much and I love to make sure that he is so nice and snug as a bug in a rug and the rug is in his pamper. Then he loves for me to pull his pamper to the side and jerk of his cock until it gets really sore.  I want it to be rubbed so much that he smiles.  When he smiles it is when he is his happiest and he is full of joy.  I want him to feel so good and this is why I will jerk him off.

Panzy is such a diaper lover that he sleeps in diapers and has diapers all over the bed so when he rolls around in his bed at night he is covered in a bunch of diapers. He loves the way that the diapers feel on his skin and this is how it makes him feel like a baby.  He loves to be so closely held to my breasts and though I am a seasoned grandma my tits are still not too flat. My nipples are pointy and they belong in Panzy’s mouth and that is what it is all about.  My pussy gets so very wet and I love to have that creamy cum that leaks out of my sweet granny cunt fill my panty to the core and I will save that panty to give it to to him.  When I am finished comfort feeding him from my breasts I love to give him my panty to take a sniff.  He gladly takes it and sniffs it and rubs it all over his face and then I ask him if he wants the real thing and his face will light up and he will say yes.  That is when I will have my baby lay back on the couch and I will ride his face so he can swallow all up all of the juices.

Like a pony, I bounce up and down on his mouth over and over again and I hear him slurping as he sucks my sweet and mature granny pussy. My granny pussy is so sweet – it is more than a treat, it is an entire meal.  He will know how to stick his tongue into my pussy and I will lock his tongue in there and do my pussy tightening exercises and lock his tongue in there.  He will have his tongue trapped and it won’t be able to escape and I will make sure that he is reminded that it is his granny that has my pussy captivated and he will continue to suck on my pussy so as much creamy cunt’s milk drains directly into his mouth and down his neck so that it ends up in his belly.

Granny Minnie

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I just can’t help it, I am just so horny.  I tried to take a cold shower and do back in my diaper but for some reason every time I suck my pacifier it makes my pussy so wet in my diaper. I love diapers because I am an abdl girl with a diaper fetish that I made a part of my lifestyle. So, I figured that I would try something new, something that I never tried before and that is to put the pacifier on my clit.  It tried it by slipping it in inside of my diaper and it made my little clitty jump. I rubbed it over and over again and the more I did the more the diaper started getting wetter and wetter.  I was confused because it looked like piss and it smelled like piss and I wanted to see what was happening down there so I opened the diaper and lo and behold I saw myself squirt! I never did that before and it was the first time that I ever saw that happen to me just by rubbing my paci on my clitty.

I was so shocked and excited at the same time that I called up a girlfriend of mine and she asked me to video chat her and I did and she saw it.  She told me that I must be really horny because my pussy lips were swollen and my nipples were hard when I did it.  Then things took a different turn and she told me to push my finger inside of my pussy hole while she watched me on video and I did it.  It was so hot knowing that a friend who I have had for such a long time had never seem me naked before, but now she has seen my pussy in all of its glory – doing things that she never thought it would do.  She took a few screenshots as well of me playing with my pussy and told me that she is going to make one of the photos my new profile pic on her phone. I was so honored that she would do that for me; that she would like me playing with myself so much and how I looked that she would save a screenshot of me to her phone.

I wanted to reward her so  I invited her over. I told her that I would cook for her and give her anything that she wanted and needed and that was when she told me that she does not want me to prepare any food for her, unless the food was my pussy! I was so shocked that she said that and then she asked to change my diaper and I told her sure and she changed me and then after she diapered me she stuck her hand inside of my pussy and rubbed it til I came all over her hand and she licked her hand off clean. I wanted to return the favor, so I told her that I wanted to eat her out and she told me that she was on her cycle but she was wearing a tampon and that was when I told her I could eat her asshole instead and she spread open really wide and gave me her ass and I went to town on her ass and I ate it really good.

I have a lot more true abdl stories like this to tell you about, so if you have a diaper fetish and you are an abdl you need to call me right now so we can talk about it and even play too.

Diaper Anna

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Oh Mommy Candy has so many abdl stories, that she could keep you entertained for days.  Mommy will enjoy telling you all about how she made you her good little girl.  How you went from being a big boy to a diapered pretty princess.  And how you had no choice in the matter.

And it didn’t take much effort on mommy’s part either to make you all mine.  All mommy had to do was work a little sissy baby hypnosis magic.  And *POOF* you are mommy’s new baby girl.

Mommy whispered in your cute little ear as you slept.  Telling you how you are no longer a big boy who wears big boy undies and clothes, how you no longer use the big potty, how from now on cute diapers and dresses are all you crave besides mommy.  You are now and will forever be mommy’s sissy baby.

Mommy will take you shopping for cute little outfits and of course nothing is prettier than pink.  You will be diapered up and in plastic panties, so no leaks as mommy shows you off.  And no stopping mommy from squeezing your little diapered butt to check on that squishy diaper.

The crinkle of your plastic pantied diapered bottom can be heard throughout the store.  Mommy loves seeing the pink fill your cheeks as you get embarrassed from all the attention.  Everyone just loves a baby, especially a pretty little princess.  And mommy enjoys a little abdl humiliation to keep her little one blushing.

Parading you around in your adorable diaper and dress, pretty bows and ruffles, the cuteness never ends.  You are a waddling cutie pie for all to see.  That little diaper butt wiggling with each step, your diaper so thick between your thighs.  And your shy little face, makes everyone want to pinch your cheeks… both sets!

Mommy can’t wait to share you with all her friends.  To let them meet mommy’s baby girl and tell her how precious she is.  And you will be such a good girl for mommy and her friends.  Or that little bottom will match your rosy cheeks.  Because bad babies get punished.

Mommy and her friends will have a coming out party for you.  Diapers and dresses galore.  Everyone is ready to dress you up and play with you.  And of course any dirty diapers will have to be changed right there.  Whether wet and soggy, or stinky and squishy.  And we can’t forget about those sticky diapers when baby has had too much excitement.  Hehe.

Those are mommy’s favorite.  Mommy just loves when that little clitty swells and squirts all over the inside of your diaper.  And mommy loves the sounds baby makes when she loses control and cums.  The whimpers, the squeals, the moans of ecstasy as baby explodes over and over.

To become Mommy Candy’s good little diaper sissy, call mommy day or night and let mommy treat you exactly as you deserve.  Mommy can hardly wait. Call mommy Candy Now!!

    Mommy Candy

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Through diaper sissy hypnosis, mommy can make you her very own little pretty pink adult baby sissy.  Mommy will have so much fun picking out cute little outfits for you to wear and then dressing you up and showing you off.

You might act like you don’t like it, but mommy knows better.  Mommy knows you secretly like everyone staring at you and whispering about you.  Mommy knows how much you love being the center of attention.

With sissification, mommy and princess will definitely have everyone talking about the adorable little diaper sissy in the cute pink dress.  Mommy will strip you of all those yucky regular clothes.  Then mommy will lay you down to powder and diaper you.  Once your diapered, mommy will slide a very dainty, very eye-catching dress over your arms and down your body.

The dress just barely covers your diaper, perfect to show off those precious pink plastic panties.  And what outfit isn’t complete without matching white and pink accessories.  Pretty little fold at the ankle socks with pink lace, cute little Mary Janes, and a lovely pink bow on your head to complete the look.

Oh my!  Mommy’s little girl looks so captivating, that everyone will definitely be staring, unable to take their eyes off you.  You will be the talk of the room and everyone will be vying for your attention.  And from the looks of it, lots of boys think your very cute and sexy in your sissy outfit.

Mommy sits and watches as you laugh and flirt with all the boys.  Your little cheeks turning pink with excitement and embarrassment.  Mommy smiles as she notices one little boy’s hand slide under you dress and over your pantied diaper front.  You fidget and squirm slightly as he squeezes your diaper.

Then your eyes close and your head tilts back.  An almost imperceptible shudder passes through you as your lips part and you sigh softly.  Hehe mommy thinks someone just made a sticky in their diaper.  The day isn’t over, so now you have to stay in your damp diaper, feeling the warm stickiness of your loss of control.

Mommy has lots of ABDL sex stories that she can share with you.  Stories that will curl your toes and make you pant with desire.  Mommy will have you addicted and obsessed with being an abdl sissy.  You will want to be the prettiest girl at every get together.

And the most popular with all the boys and other mommies.  The belle of the ball.  A princess to be wooed and adored.  The most admired little sissy.  Mommy Candy and her sissy slut will be lusted after.

Mommy will enjoy watching you get ravaged over and over.  Your little holes used and stretched and filled.  Your gorgeous body dripping with cum as you make all the boys explode.  They will be lining up to have a chance with you.  And mommy will be thrumming with arousal as she watches what a good little sissy whore you are capable of being.

ABDL Mommy Candy

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I am sure that you have a few abdl sex stories yourself that just happens to be your favorite and I want to hear what they are.   I want you to be able to call me and have us compare notes and even play together and try something new.  The openness and transparency that I want you to have is only going to spice things up and make it better. So don’t delay, you should call me now and no longer hesitate.

In the meantime, I will indulge and play with my pretty diapered sissy Capricie. I dressed her fully in her diaper and sissy garb earlier and she has been such a good girl while on her hands and knees awaiting my next instructions.  I control her body and I control her mind and I do so with diaper sissy hypnosis.

She trusts me immensely to lead her to a path where I will make sure that she needs to be. As I sit comfortably in my living room, I will use Capricie’s back as my foot rest.  She knows better than to complain and she is thoroughly trained to endure all sorts of pain as she knows that this will bring me much joy and pleasure.  When we play – nothing else matters as it is just us and there are  no interruptions from anyone at all.

When I say bend over, it is not just for me to see the beauty of her on her hands and knees but it also for her to learn to obey, to listen and to grow.  Her obedience is her key to releasing the burden of being responsible and allowing for me to take control.  Just as a dominant has to accept a submissive –  first and foremost the submissive must first accept the dominant. When I dress her, I choose the color and I know that she always feels pretty in pink. And if she is naughty and takes her time when I tell her to hurry up, I will ensure that her little frilly bottom gets spanked thoroughly while she is dressed in her panties and from head to toe as a little prissy sissy.

Let me do the same to you and treat you as my little sissy. You need to be brought into submission and I am the one that will take you there.  Call now and ask for Tawny and I will lead you there and you are going to follow.

Tawny

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“Oh, good morning, dear! You slept a bit longer than I expected, but that’s perfectly all right, babies do need plenty of sleep. I’m sure that this won’t the last morning you sleep away, all tucked away inside your cozy crib. No, no, now don’t you start thrashing around like that, you might wrench something in your shoulders or legs. I was very picky about the straps that I bought for you, they’re extra wide and thick with some very nice padding on the inside of the cuffs. I wouldn’t want you to bruise yourself in some silly attempt at getting out of them, you know, until you come to realize that what I am doing is absolutely the very best thing for you! I am your new Aunt Brenda, and who you are is my sweet baby. It doesn’t matter a bit who you were before, it doesn’t matter what your name was; I will give you a new name. Every baby gets one, after all, when they are just starting out. I think I will get to know you as a baby before I pick your new name.

I have been watching you for quite some time, dear, and you are stressed, aren’t you? Stressed and worried and with so many responsibilities on your shoulders. It’s hard, I know it is, and I don’t like seeing you bearing all that yourself. So, I decided to take you away from all of that, and aren’t you the lucky one because of it? I could have picked anyone else, but I chose you.  I’m going to take care of you now, and I know that at first you won’t be all that accepting of the changes your life is going to go through. It won’t be much, a change in environment, some gentle encouragement to behave the way that you should, and just a smidgen of diaper sissy hypnosis. Don’t start with the thrashing again, here, let’s pull down the straps across your shoulders and thighs. I was hoping that you wouldn’t be quite so agitated, but it’s not really a surprise. I know it’s a lot to take in, sweetie.

But don’t you worry, I will be here for you every step of the way. You can’t see it right now, but I’ve got your new nursery all set up for you, pink and lavender and cream colored. The closet is full of dresses and the changing table is full of diapers and I have a playpen folded up in the corner. And believe me, anything I don’t already have for your sissification will be quickly gotten! There won’t be a single thing that I will allow to ruin your new life, that’s for sure. So, try not to stress out too much at first, just keep reminding yourself that it will get better, that you will feel better and be a much happier you once everything is said and done.

Do you have your own abdl sex stories to tell? Call me anytime to tell them to me!

Aunt Brenda

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One of the things that stood out the most was him feeling on the inside that he wanted to dress up like a sissy. He felt that he was happiest when he delved into sissfication  and he recalled the time when he stole his cousin Gina’s clothes at summer camp and dressed up in them in an abandoned shed in the woods when no one was looking.  He loved how feminine he looked and he felt that his mannerisms matched.  Back then at camp, he referred to his sissy side as Alberta and he wanted to go back to that time again where he could let all cares go the wind and be Alberta again.

He thought about it and then after a few clicks of his computer’s mouse he decided to make his long lost fantasy a reality again. He looked up  a sissy academy and a course called diaper sissy hypnosis on his computer and decided that, that was what he needed.  He wanted to really feel it and believe it so he prepped himself in the meantime.  He shaved all of his body hair off and his facial hair as well. Now his formerly rough and dry skin was soft and silky smooth.  He was enamored with his beautiful legs and how amazing they felt.

He then took some tape and tucked his penis underneath his ass and stuck it down with some duct tape.  He drew tits on his chest with a permanent marker along with big pink nipples and adorned himself in a red dress that one of his neighbors tried to discard in the trash and pretended that it was a ballroom gown.  He walked the floor of his apartment as if he were a beauty queen on a stage.  He was now ready to listen to the sissy hypnosis that he found on the internet.  He played the audio track and he felt himself being pulled into a world that was the true world where he fit.  He was being hypnotized to not just feel – but to believe that he is Alberta.

He increased the pitch of his voice. He sat with his legs crossed and tucked his little tummy in.  He was really becoming Alberta.  Then the audio track told him to speak sweet affirmations to himself and with much zest he repeated the following: “I am Alberta and I have a pretty pussy; I love the way my tits feel against my robe; I want to get lost in my pretty princess world because this is who I am and where I belong; I love myself just he way I am; I am such a sexy and hot woman; beauty is my name.” After absorbing and repeating this mantra 20 times a day, every day – he was really she and he inhabited Alberta. He became Alberta.  Alberta is who lives!

Would you like to experience what fun Alberta experienced and walk proud into your true self a sissy, then give Mommy Scarlet a call right now at 888-430-2010.

Scarlet

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