October 20, 2011

Consequences

You get a call from me at work – I’m disturbingly cold as I inform you that I know what you have done…and there will be consequences…severe consequences for your actions, and then I simply hang up.  You are left in a state of panic as you search your brain for a clue as to what I have discovered, taking an inventory of what wrongs you have perpetrated (it could be one of many you surmise).  When you arrive home, you call out for me, but no voice answers back.  You move from one room to the next, searching, but half wishing that you do not find me, afraid of what is to come.     Then you enter the bedroom, and you see what can only be the fore-mentioned consequences – confused you just stand there looking at what has been laid out for you.  Your mind whirls as you piece together what is in store for you, what you are about to be subjected to.  You know what will happen upon your refusal – you are well aware that I know where all the bodies are buried, know every skeleton, every deep dark secret that would leave your life in ruins if certain people would be informed of any one of them, or god forbid, they were to become public knowledge.  And you also know I have no qualms about using such knowledge if I deem it prudent to my needs.  You breathe in deeply, resigned to your fate. I come up behind you and say matter-of-factly over your shoulder, “I told you there would be consequences…now disrobe.”   Maggie ~~Your go-to mommy for all your secret diaper punishment and diaper bondage desires 1*888*430*2010
October 19, 2011

Whats a Sissy to do?

Lilly was a sweet little sissy, that didnt know how to act. She tried to watch some girly shows and then she read some girly books, but still she was unsure. She primped her hair and painted her nails, her cheeks the perfect hue, but still she felt a little lost and left without a clue. She came across a charm school and much to her surprise, became right at home with her class and before too long was named a sissy bride! Mizz Rebecca for your personalized Sissy Training! 1 888 430 2010
October 19, 2011

A Hauntingly Good Tale

Gather round my friend’s, I have a tale to tell. About a journey we shall make, if you are so compelled. Listen up and follow me, deep into the woods, now don’t be frightened my friend, my pal, for Mommy Sara will be your guide. Just hold my hand, tightly now, keeping close at Mommies side. Quickly, let us follow the trail up around the bend, past the brook, down the hill to where the gravel ends. Slowly, the next jaunt will be steep, Shhhhhhh…… danger is lurking, we mustn’t make a peep, over the bridge is where we must go, where the dwarfed trolls they dwell, their faces are most obscured, but they hear very very well. Hurry! Hurry! No time to waist, keep on the path and do not stray. There up ahead! The fountain awaits. Do not fret my little princes’, I assure you no one is spying, so strip on down, off with those britches, I promise it’s positively purifying! Hop on in, the waters fine, it will wilt you back to infant size, you will slowly regress with no thought of why. Dunk down, my dearest, into the water; bask in its warmth and unusual treasures. That’s it my little ones splash around, it’s time to have fun, growing younger with every drop, for my deed is almost done. Your body dwindles, your memories fade, in my arms, my babies lay, I coddle you with motherly kisses and rush you back home to further my wishes. Wishing Everyone A Fun Halloween! Mommy Sara 1 888 430 2010
October 18, 2011

Scare Me

  Oh I love Halloween!  I love all the decorations and the macabre.  And I especially love being scared and scaring others heeheeheehee!!  Now this is where being a diaper lover/ABie gets its perks – see, when you get scared sh**less while watching some horror flick or someone comes up behind you and makes you jump ten feet in the air, you don’t have to worry about wetting your pants – you already have a diaper on!!  (That’s going on the list of reasons to wear a diaper – check!!)  Well anyways, Happy Halloween ALL!!!   Mommy Gina 1*888*430*2010
October 18, 2011

Lunchtime with the Boss

Today I didn’t have a chance to eat breakfast before I left for work and by 12:00 I was absolutely starving. Thankfully for me, I have a very nice boss that decided to share his hot dog. Can you believe that? He only had one and he told me that because I was such a hard worker he was going to let me have it all to myself. Do all of you out there think I was a little bit too greedy by devouring everything at once? Or should I have coddled the hot dog the way that I do all of you? As always, kisses and love from me to you. Savannah 1*888*430*2010
October 16, 2011

Enema Day

Today is dirty diaper day for Nurse Betty. I am ready to make you all clean and fresh from where you soiled your diaper. Of corse we will give you a naughty check-up and clean you out inside first with an enema. You know the nurse has to do this because I am old fashioned and believe the most important thing is to be clean! After I get your clean diaper on you must not soil it or Nurse Betty will be forced to give punishment and my punishment you will never forget. So don’t wait around until you get all stinky…. Call me now at 1-888-430-2010 and ask for Nurse Betty!
October 12, 2011

Diaper Lover Has His Day

Nanny loves to diaper little abies and adult diaper lovers. Abies need lots of care and attention that Nanny is happy to provide but sometimes Nanny wants to get off with grown up to grown up. An adult who understands how good a soft, snug diaper feels is well on their way to my bed, or the change table at least. Ever look around when you are out and about? Ella does. I look for the bulges that tell me he is wearing. Generally, I say, the thicker, the better. But there’s only one way to tell if he’s for real. Move in close. Use all the senses. Just yesterday I thought I spotted a handsome gentleman with a thick diaper in the supermarket. I made sure to get in line behind him at the checkout even though I hadn’t found everything I needed. I bumped into to him, accidentally on purpose, and heard that tell-tale crinkle. I leaned in and he smelled faintly of urine–a scent that has become slightly erotic to me since my boyfriend introduced me to diaper fetishes a few years back. I struck up a casual conversation and when he had paid I casually slipped him my card. He was friendly but reserved until he looked and saw that I Nanny Abies and he instantly understood. We said our goodbye’s and I waited till he was out the door till I told the checkout girl that I wasn’t done shopping. She smiled knowingly but all she saw was two flirtatious people having a conversation. Sometimes it’s the subtleties that matter, and all the senses. Not just what you see and hear, but what you feel and smell. Ella 1-888-430-2010
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