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Mommy Dianna
Over 7 years in the abdl profession
Midget Mommy Mimi
ABDL Midget Mimi
Mommy Maggy
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Mommy Sara
ABDL Mommy Sara
Dommy Scarlet
Domination Sissy Mommy
Mommy Barb
over 10 years in the profession
Step Mommy Tawny
over 5 years naughty step mommy
Mommy Candy
Mommy Candy
Teacher Ava
5 years with teaching abdl's
Mommy Jackie
Mommy Jackie
Mommy Crissy
only 2 years in the profession
Tranny Mommy Darla
Transvestite Mommy
Granny Minnie
ABDL Granny Minnie
Nurse Betty
ABDL Nurse Betty
Mommy Lauren
Loving Mommy Lauren
Mommy Tammy
Step Mommy Tammy
Aunt Brenda
over 15 years in the profession
Mommy Susan
Mommy in training
Mommy Michelle
Busness Mommy takes care of You!
Mommy Liz
Mommy for Sissy Babies
May 16, 2023
Once upon a time, in a cozy suburban home, Aunt Brenda and her nephew Billy shared a unique bond that transcended traditional boundaries. Billy, a grown man of 32 years, found solace and comfort in the tender care of his aunt, who had lovingly taken on the role of a caregiver. Today was no different as Aunt Brenda gently awakened Billy from his peaceful nap. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. Aunt Brenda approached Billy’s bed with a smile, her nurturing presence filling the air. She softly called his name, and Billy’s eyes fluttered open, greeted by the loving gaze of his doting aunt. Brenda guided Billy, their footsteps creating a soft rhythm on the carpeted floor towards the changing table, a haven for their intimate moments. The familiar scent of baby powder danced in the air as Aunt Brenda playfully teased Billy about being a silly baby. Giggles escaped from Billy’s lips as his aunt tickled his belly, their laughter filling the room with joy. With practiced hands, Aunt Brenda undid the tabs of Billy’s wet diaper, the gentle rustling sound adding to the ambiance of their ritual. Billy felt the coolness of the baby wipes as Aunt Brenda tenderly cleansed his skin, wiping away any trace of discomfort. Each stroke of the wipe carried a soothing sensation, easing away the day’s worries. As the fresh diaper embraced Billy’s form, a soft crinkle resonated, its delicate sound symbolizing the security and care that Aunt Brenda provided. She then reached for the Elmo onesie, a vibrant splash of color that embraced Billy’s newfound innocence. Gently slipping it over his head, Aunt Brenda marveled at how the bright red fabric accentuated his childlike charm. Leaving the changing table behind, Aunt Brenda led Billy to the living room, a space filled with wonders to captivate his curious mind. On a soft blanket lay an array of toys, carefully selected to engage his senses and spark his imagination. Vibrant blocks, plush animals, and interactive gadgets awaited Billy’s eager exploration. As Billy settled on the blanket, surrounded by a colorful world of play, he babbled with delight. Aunt Brenda’s heart swelled with affection as she watched his innocent joy fill the room. With a gentle smile, she promised to return, knowing that a bottle of warm milk awaited Billy’s thirsty lips. Aunt Brenda disappeared into the kitchen briefly, the sound of her footsteps mingling with the refrigerator’s hum. Moments later, she reappeared, cradling a bottle filled with nourishment and love. Billy’s eyes lit up at the sight, recognizing the familiar symbol of comfort and contentment. With gentle hands, Aunt Brenda settled beside Billy, guiding the bottle to his waiting lips. The warm milk cascaded into his mouth, soothing him from within. Now lost in the moment, Billy cooed with satisfaction, his happiness echoing through the room. In that harmonious space, the boundary between caregiver and cared-for blurred, replaced by an unspoken connection rooted in unconditional love. Aunt Brenda […]
May 14, 2023
(first part) There was Brenda’s son, John, with a diaper covered on the front and back with cartoonish characters. John was on his stomach on his bed, humping and grinding against the mattress. Brenda made a surprised little noise with her throat, and immediately, John looked up, petrified to see his mother staring at him with one hand covering her mouth. Her eyes were fixed on John’s infant diaper, unable to look anywhere else. He jerked to throw the sheets over himself as Brenda rushed out of the room. John was left with anguish etched on his face. His mother had seen him in his precious diapers; this was not good for either party. Now, how would he go to dinner after that? How would he see his mother? Oh, he was in trouble. During the days following the incident, Brenda didn’t name anything she saw that day, and of course, John didn’t make any reference to that event either. He preferred it that way. However, this gradually changed. Brenda was making more and more comments about the guy: “John, are you wearing diapers today?” She asked in a sweet tone, appearing calm when her heartbeat wildly. To which John hastily replied no, but she insisted, smiling affably. She even went so far as to stick a finger down the waistband of John’s pants to check if he was wearing diapers, as she didn’t seem to believe him. This, to John, could have been more annoying and confusing. “No, Mother, I’m not wearing anything.” John would reply before retreating. She would not relent; Brenda would insist on asking him these questions and ask, “You’re not wearing them today?” as if she were making an innocent comment. One morning, she went to wake John up in his room. “Honey, wake up; I have a surprise for you. Look what I bought you…” Brenda was saying to a still sleepy John. John tried to focus his eyes properly and saw that his mother was holding a very childish diaper with the characters from earlier. He had to convince himself that that wasn’t a bad dream; she was holding some diapers. “I want you to wear them all day.” Brenda kept smiling as she said that. From that day on, Brenda made John wear diapers. She would coach him to fuck the bed and cum in the diapers. While this was going on, she would watch in fascination. Sometimes she would find a chair and spend hours watching John wiggle against the bed, and he would make little noises of pleasure as he came in the diapers. He felt uncomfortable, even humiliated, but his mother would command him to do these things subtly and gently, making it almost impossible for him to resist. Besides, wearing diapers was unnerving for him; wearing them all day was a change, and he didn’t know yet if it was for the better. His mother pushed him to do it, and he agreed to the humiliation. Brenda would […]
May 14, 2023
At home, the situation was not what it had once been. Brenda noticed sooner rather than later that her son was not his usual self. He was restless, and his behavior was suspicious. Brenda was curious to know what was going on with her son. He was now taking longer than usual to open his bedroom door when she rapped her knuckles on it. To say he was late was an understatement. Brenda would stand there behind the door for several minutes with a frown on her face. What could have taken John so long to open the door? Brenda still had no explanation for this. And the worst part was not exactly that scenario. One fine day, Brenda arrived home early. Upon entering, she discovered that John was in the living room but had covered himself with a chair. John’s face indicated that something was wrong with him. He had been startled to see his mother come in and had hidden in time for her not to see anything. Brenda, confused, asked him: “What have you got there, John? Come out from behind that chair, please.” She asked in a soft, gentle tone, then smiled to reassure him. However, John moved to the couch, so he could flee to his room without her getting a good look at him. Brenda stayed right in the same spot, thinking that she should find out once and for all about John’s strange activities when she was away. Brenda then went to the kitchen after freshening up and devised a plan. John’s secret would no longer be unknown to her. Brenda had noticed that he didn’t show himself from the waist down. What was he wearing? Brenda believed that therein lay the crux of the matter. Her mind was going a thousand miles an hour, trying to figure out what John was hiding. And she thought the plan was so simple; she didn’t know how she hadn’t thought of it before. Perhaps she had been distracted without focusing correctly. Incidentally, one afternoon, Brenda came home much earlier than John would expect on regular days. She snuck into the house, making as little noise as possible. She was pleased to find that John was in his room and not in the living room or kitchen, for then she could catch him at whatever he was doing with no chance that he could hide. She slipped into John’s room. Her footsteps were barely audible; she walked very calmly and patiently. John would be too wrapped up in his thoughts to notice she was in the house. Or at least that was what she was relying on. Finally, Brenda opened the door to John’s room. She was delighted that the door was unlocked. What she saw left her breathless, mouth agape, and eyes agape. Brenda rubbed her eyes as she could not believe her eyes. Was it the real thing? Brenda stood there with the door wide open, and the surprise did not let her concentrate […]
October 17, 2022
Honestly, I never thought that my nephews stay would make him go from simply my nephew to my ABDL nephew. I discovered a few pictures of John wearing some very childish diapers, with cartoon characters all over them, on his laptop, along with some kinky incest stories that he had open. I choose to let him know that I knew about his diapers and breastfeeding fetish but also that I was really turned on from the idea of taking care of him like in those stories, I couldn’t be his abdl mom, but I could be his abdl auntie! When he came to my house after school, I told him that we needed to go to the mall for a few things. He asked if he could stay because he really wanted to play a new video game that he got, but I refused and off we went. After a few stores I noticed he was walking funny, as well as holding his bags in front of his pants as we walked around. Honestly, I thought at first that he just had an erection, I know sometimes those come out of nowhere for a guy and thought about teasing him. Then I caught a whiff of something rather pungent and asked him if he could smell piss. His face lit up bright red, and he started stuttering and stammering. That got me curious, so I reached forward and moved the bag out of the way. There was no way I could miss the large wet spot on the front of his pants! The first thing I thought of was those websites, about the diapers and the incest, and I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I marched his ass right to the diapers, and made him pick out the diapers and sheets, and made him strip out of those piss-soaked jeans once we got home and count his blessings that I had a tarp in the car! Then I instructed him to make the bed up with that crinkly plastic sheet. Once that was done, I told him to lay down on the bed, legs in the air, so I could diaper him. I was NOT going to have to do pissy laundry all week long! I sat him on his bed and opened his laptop to show him what I had seen, of course he was embarrassed again. He even looked a little scared when I told him I wanted to watch him touch himself like he does when he’s alone. But there was something else I saw in his, something that was getting stronger – arousal. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I watched as he rubbed his little pp through his diaper. I commented that I could barely see any bulge, his dick must be as small as it was when he was a baby. He blushed and twitched some more, and his hips jerked hard with how much he loved that little bit of […]
