April 13, 2012

Twisters ~ Meathead to SissyMaid

      Welcome to a new series of stories we will be presenting here at Phone a Mommy, called Phone a Mommy Twisters. We are going to put a new spin on how all the old family TV shows might look if they were to have been involved in Fetishism. Archie as we knew him ran a hierarchy family unit, well so he thought, but his daughter Gloria on the other hand knew exactly how to get her way. Michael or Meathead as he was commonly known as, was still out of work and Archie was always on his case! Gloria, however, found ways to take advantage of his being jobless. One evening Gloria came home from work and rushed straight up to her room holding a few packages in her hands. Archie starts yelling, “little girl, little girl,” as she darts up the stairs. “No time Daddy, I have to get ready.” Archie proceeds to his chair grunting over the fact his daughter didn’t properly greet him while yelling to Edith for a beer. Gloria, once in her room starts to lie out the items she purchased onto the bed. Pulling out a bag of Bambino Diapers along with other diapering items, a Sissy Maid dress with a petticoat and pinafore, and a matching pair of panties, some nylons, heels, a garter, a wig and of course a duster! As she proudly looks down upon all her sissy items she hears…… Michael coming through the front door after meeting with his out of work support group and is greeted by Archie, “Oh, look it Edith, the bums home!” Meathead shakes his head, “Happy to see you too Archie,” kisses Edith, “Hiya Ma”. Archie cannot help but continue the wisecracks “Any luck out with those weirdos?”  “Their not weirdos Arch, they are just looking for work too,” arguing back “Yeah, only sissies, need a support group.” Edith chimes in, “Archie, I think you owe Mike an apology.” “Yeah? And he owes me two years rent. So now we’re even.” Gloria comes running down the stairs. Jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waste, planting a long kiss while in the background we hear Archie complaining “Hey Hey, Hey, Now none of that ughhhh!“ She excitedly leads Michel up stairs to their bedroom and has him close his eyes, as he enters the room. She closes the door behind him and positioned him in front of the bed and then let him open his eyes. With his enormous smile on his face opens his eyes looks around, Gloria jumps up ad down pointing to the adult baby sissy dress on the bed, we see Michaels smile begin to fade. Be sure to tune in next week for Meathead’s Sissy Transformation. Sara 1_888_430_2010 YIM: phonemommysara (Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim any rights to the original work, the work above is “transformative” work of my own creative creation meant as a parody or twist using fictitious characters and should […]
April 5, 2012

From Man Cave, to Adult Baby Nursery

  I had to take care of friends husband the other day and I don’t think he was prepared for what took place. He thought he was just going to be as naughty and rude as he wanted and that there would be no consequence to his actions. His wifey has him rather spoiled and I suppose that I have the reputation as the Nice Girl so he thought he could take advantage of my good nature, but little did he know that Mommy Sara can be a very strict ABMommy when need be.   First let me say, for such a macho man, he whined like a girl and I am not one for listening to someone complain peevishly especially in that high pitched voice! So every time he did so an item in his high tech modernized gadget filled room, was removed and replaced with a baby item. His gaming systems got replaced with stuffed animals and blocks, his laptop was replaced with a stack of Little Golden Books, his fancy Mad Warrior RC was replaced with a Fisher Price lil Zoomer.  His 52-inch TV was reprogrammed with parental controls and his favorites like Football and the Playboy Channel were replaced with Barney, Sesame Street and Dora. Yes, it wasn’t long before his cool ass man cave began to look more like an Adult Baby Nursery.   I loved every single minute of remolding his man cave into an Adult Baby Nursery, so much so that I refocused my energy on his adultbaby wardrobe. With every new complaint he had, I decided, I would replace his clothing. He would whimper and I would replace his overalls with dresses. He whined again and I replaced his blue plastic pants with pinks ones. Yet again he would snivel and again I would change out something blue for something pink! I think it maybe be a while before he sobs again, he has since sucked very hard and held on very tight to that sparkly pink pacifier I gave to him giggles. But he cannot hold it in forever and when he does let out the smallest a sigh, you can be certain that another makeover will take place. Mommy Sara 1_888_430_2010 YIM phonemommysara
March 23, 2012

An Adult Baby’s Destiny Foretold!

    This crystal ball reveals a fate, take a seat, this cannot wait. The image it foretells to me, is of An Adult Baby’s Destiny! Wait… Patience now, as the image clears, I see your life as it will appear. I am seeing an image of a man who lives all alone. He works and slaves everyday, trying just to earn a decent wage. Home alone one fateful night, he heard a strange sound that gives him a fright. He peers through the window and ask, “Who is there?” a faint but loving voice replies, “My name is Mommy Sara, May I come inside?” He hesitantly opens the door and a beautiful women stands before. He invites her in and offers her tea; she sits while explaining her plight and plea. She tells him that she needs a place to stay a while, promises not to be a bother. In fact she says “I can make it worth your while.” He wasn’t quite sure of what she meant, but taken by her charm, he shrugs his shoulders and nervously replies, “What could be the harm!?!” So that night he sleeps unusually well, but he awoke to something that didn’t feel quite right. As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, Mommy Sara was sitting at his side. “Good morning sleepy head, rise and shine, its time to get up and out of bed!” He felt something squishy as he sat up; he pulled off the covers to take a look. “A Diaper!” he exclaimed “Why what is this?” She smiled at him and gave him a kiss. My adultbabyboi now, you will forever be, don’t fret my love I am here to take care of thee. Stunned as he was he did not flinch, she said to him “you are wet, I’ll change your diaper, it will be a cinch!” Mommy changed his adultdiaper and dressed him for the day, he bellowed to her “Enough of this, I have to get to work, I have bills to pay!” She scolded him for his hateful tone, “Is that any way to speak to your Mother?” He cowardly shrank down into the bed, pulling up the covers. He shook his head “no” and murmured not a word with sad eyes he looked up at her. She pulled him up onto her lap and caressed his head and rubbed his back. “It’s ok my sweet adult babyboi, you will always be Mommies pride and joy. Now we have much to do so let us begin our day, I will feed you breakfast and then you may play.” And so the day was a marvelous one, Mommy cooked and cleaned while her baby had fun. He gave no thought of his once hard, lonely life and felt no angsts, no bitter strife. Instead he found comfort in Mommy’s arms, coddled and loved, soothed by her charm. So there you have it, your adult baby destiny foretold, but you must now place a call to Mommy […]
February 26, 2012

Tu mamacita por telefono

Estas Buscando a tu mamita por teléfono o simplemente buscando que yo te cuide mientras yo controlo todos tus movimientos, yo soy tu mamá de teléfono que te desea! Te ayudare a enfrentar tus más caliente deseos, sin tabú y todas tus fantasías serán cumplidas. Soy lo que has necesita toda tu vida…yo te Guío para que te masturbes a través de tus pensamientos más tabúes…tu  ABDL Mami por teléfono te ayudare a encontrar tu camino. Mamacita Sophia 1 * 888 * 430 * 2010
February 24, 2012

AB/DL Mommy

Do you love your AB/DL Mommy as much as I do? Well let me tell you that I care for your each and all your needs.  I want you to feel welcome with me.  I want you to know that I care about all your little desires especially the naughty ones.  *wink*I want you to tell me your most nasty, hot  kinky desires because I want you to crave me every time you think those nasty thoughts come and enjoy all your ABDL Mommy secrets with me your Mommy Sophia. Call Me 1*888*430*2010
February 18, 2012

Fetish Audio Recordings

Ever wish you could hear your Mommy’s voice anytime you want?  Well with ABDL Audio Recordings you can do just that!  I have a few callers who send me scripted dialogue for their recordings and I just love making these for my adult babies, diaper lovers and sissy babies.  There is one caller in particular who I will call Jon who sends me some of the best scripts and I have so much fun making them for him.  I just love the idea of you lying in bed in the dark listening to my voice and getting excited.  Jon is a naughty little boy who is too big for his britches I would like to share one of his scripts with you.  This is the first installment in an on going Spank fest with Mommy Ava and Little Jon “Video games?  Again?”  *Sighs*  “Didn’t we have a conversation about this just last week? “ *laughs* “Oh, I think we did.  Well, my hand and your bare, white-as-cotton, little backside had a nice long talk.  You don’t remember that?  You don’t remember me taking you over my knee?  You don’t remember your bottom all bare and facing the sky?  Really?  Hmmm…so you don’t remember how you kicked and cried and promised to be good while I reddened your bottom and made it all nice and hot for you?” *laughs* “Awww…you’re blushing!  You do remember.  I guess I can make an impression on you when I put my mind to it.  It’s too bad that that impression doesn’t seem to last.  I seem to recall being very clear about things when I left the house this morning – as soon as you got home from school you were supposed to…what was it?” “Right, do homework and your chores, but, well, look what we have here…video games!  Is playing on your Play Station one of your chores?  Hmm, is it?  Did you teacher say, ‘Jonny, for your homework tonight I want you to go home and play all the video games you can.’  Well, did she?  No, exactly.  I am sure she didn’t.  I bet she would be very disappointed to hear that  you find messing around on your games more important than your education.” “Actually, perhaps I will write her a note to tell her.  Oh no, you shush your little mouth.  I can to tell her.  Oh, I know you don’t want me to.  I know all about your little crush on your teacher.  Aww, blushing again.  So cute! Well, I don’t blame you, Miss Simpson sure is pretty.  Such long blonde hair, and those curls!  And her face – it’s like an angel’s.  But oh, you’ve noticed some other things about her huh?  I’m sure she would love to know about that note you wrote in your notebook.  What was it?  ‘her bottom is like…’ how did you describe it?  And her breasts…wow,  I had no idea you could turn that red!” “Yes, I think your teacher would be very […]
November 6, 2011

Who Stole the Cookie from the Cookie Jar?

  An abie stole the cookie from the cookie jar! Who me? Yes you Couldn’t be I’m in my room with an abie playmate of mine… we’re changing each other’s dirty adult diapers and exploring each other’s bodies.  Tee hee… that tickles! Then who?   Winnie the Pooh stole the cookie from the cookie jar! Who me? Yes you Couldn’t be…. i can barely even MOVE, cuz I just ate entirely too many honey pots filled with honey…..   can’t even THINK about food right now!  Bout ready to explode! Then who?   Cartman stole the cookie from the cookie jar! Who me? Yes you You better respect my authority, and STEP OFF!  Besides it couldn’t have been me, I’ve been at home for hours eatin’ cheesy poofs, and waitin’ on dessert cuz Mom’s in the kitchen bakin’ me some pie. Then who?   Stewie Griffin stole the cookie from the cookie jar! You want the TRUTH???  YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!! Mommy and Daddy Griffin have been too busy to go to the store, so I’ve had to go the ENTIRE WEEK without the crunchy fortified  goodness of Cheerios!  My comfort food!  Where I come from  a aby without Cheerios is UNHEARD OF!  It’s  like SJP without Dior, Sheldon without quantum physics, Elle without the “Bend and Snap”, Ice without Coco, and Dr. Cox without his long list of girlie names for Dr. Dorian! UNACCEPTABLE!  I HAD to retaliate! So yes… I stole the blasted cookie… and I don’t feel one OUNCE of remorse for it! Now,  will you  KINDLY cease all this blathering, and remove yourself from my play area? You’re disturbing my chi, and making it simply IMPOSSIBLE for me to concentrate on the revision of my nefarious plots… My goodness!  Some people’s kids!   XOXO, Miss Cate Madison    
October 31, 2011

Happy Halloween

  Norman… NORMAN! Where’s my darling precious aby? Perhaps you are still “taking care” of our motel guests, like Mommy Bates ordered you to do;) What a good little man! Happy Halloween to all my abies and adult diaper loving friends, Miss Cate 888*430*2010
October 19, 2011

Mischief Night

The moon is full, the wind it howls, the creatures arise, an begin to prowl. Beware my friend, for this mischief night, danger lurks, as witches take flight. Crackling laughter, sounds the alarm, Vampires awaken, exuding with charm. Ghost and Goblins, flood the night, haunting and creeping, an eager to fright. Zombies swagger, down the streets, oozing an gushing, devouring their treats. Werewolves prepare, to stake their claim, growling and drooling, they torture and maim. While witches swoop down, placing their snares, countless are snatched, an whisked to their lairs. So villagers take heed, this mischief night, that creatures won’t allure, you into their plight. Lock all the doors, stay hidden away, for this midnight hour, be very afraid! You shiver you shudder, as the night soon nears, stirring up suspicions, an all your worst fears. Not much longer now, till creatures will loom, abide my warning, or Seal your doom. Bolt the windows, stay out of sight, for peril awaits, This mischief night.   HAPPY HALLOWEEN, I WISH YOU All A GHOULING GOOD TME! HAHAHAHA! Poem brought to you by ABDL Mommy Sara Images brought to you by Caverns of Blood  
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