October 3, 2011

My Night Clothes

I went shopping recently to buy some new things to wear at night.  I found something that I think will be just perfect for whenever I need to breastfeed in a hurry.  I wouldn’t mind hearing all of your opinions as well.  You know that you all matter to me more than anything in the world.  When I was paying for the items, all I could think was how happy you would be to see me wearing them.  So without further ado, here is what I purchased.  As always, kisses and love from me to you. Savannah 1*888*430*2010
October 2, 2011

FRUITS OF DESIRE

WE ALL ENJOY OUR TASTE OF DIFFERENT THINGS IN LIFE NOW ME I REALLY ENJOY A GOOD COLD ORANGE PEELED VERY SLOWLY DOWN THE MIDDLE.THEN JUST PULL IT APART AND EAT ONE PIECE OF THE SWEET FRUIT ONE SLICE AT TIME SAVORY THE JUICE AS IT DRIPS DOWN MY CHIN SOMETIMES MY HAND AND ARM BUT ITS SO GOOD I HAVE TO SAY.IT DOESN’T MATTER IF IT GETS ALL OVER ME I JUST LICK IT ALL AWAY LOL NOW LOOK AT YOU GET THAT MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER I WAS TALKING ABOUT A ORANGE HERE EVEN TOOK A PIC  TO PROVE IT LAUGHING . MOMMY LORRAINE
October 1, 2011

Enemas it does a body good!

Hello Class, please quickly take your seats we have a big day planned! Today, is Enema Day! The only time you are expelled without being sent home *laughs sadistically* I have a variety of methods we will use today both bag and disposable enemas. I have laced the bottles and sippy cups that are on your desk, Please drink up! I have a stack of diapers, suppositories and various butt plugs. So we will begin with the front row, everyone will come to the front of the class and let the expelling begin! Mizz Rebecca 1 888 430 2010
October 1, 2011

It was an…..

He was afraid to take off his pants He was as nervous as He could be He was afraid to take off his pants He was afraid of what she woudn’t see Two, three, four, told his girlfriend what’s in store It was an itsy, bitsy, teeny, weenie, wittle, bitty, dot size peni That He showed her the first time today It was an itsy, bitsy, teeny, weenie, wittle, bitty, dot size peni So under the covers He wanted to stay Two, three, four, stick around we’ll tell you more He was afraid to turn on the light, turn on the light And so under the blanket he hid He was afraid to turn on the light, turn on the light He was worried that she make fun of it Two, three, four, tell the people how she swore It was an itsy, bitsy, teeny, weenie, wittle, bitty, dot size peni That He showed her the first time today It was an itsy, bitsy, teeny, weenie, wittle, bitty, dot size peni So under the covers He wanted to stay Two, three, four, stick around we’ll tell you more Now he’s afraid she won’t be with him anymore And he listens as she rants and she scolds Now he’s afraid she won’t be with him anymore She tells him – his only worth now is as a cuckold Two, three, four, tell the people what he bore It was an itsy, bitsy, teeny, weenie, wittle, bitty, dot size peni That He showed her the first time today It was an itsy, bitsy, teeny, weenie, wittle, bitty, dot size peni So under the covers He wanted to stay Two, three, four, Can you Guess what happened Next? Mommy Sara 1 888 430 2010
September 29, 2011

caring ABDL Mommy

  It’s kind of difficult for a little one to trust someone else, even Mommy sometimes. I just want you to know though that your ABDL Mommy wants what’s best for you. I want to help my adult babies into their diapers and cuddle them until they feel secure and safe with me. Babies sometimes think they know better than Mommy and I don’t get too upset with them, I am a patient lady. I just show them what I know and care for them so they can see I care for them.   Mommy Josie 1 888 430 2010
September 28, 2011

Forced Babying For My Boyfriend

Men are made, not born. Not all men become men equally. Not all men act like men. Here’s the story: My boyfriend was annoying me. He wasn’t taking me out, he wasn’t pulling his weight. I came home from a job taking care of a very good, passive little one. I knew my bf had the day off, so I had left a little list for him of things that needed doing around the house. I got home and nothing was done. He was playing video games and the house was a mess. The last straw, you could say. To make a long story short, I had enough, and I had an idea. I told him if he couldn’t act like a man, I would no longer treat him like a man, that I would treat him like the child he was acting like, a forced babying as it were. I will save the thrilling details because I don’t diaper and tell, at least not in such a public forum, but let’s just say he took well to the role. Care to hear more? It would be my pleasure to tell you. Your diaper punishment specialist ~Nanny Ella~ 1-888-430-2010
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