March 23, 2012

Wake up Adult Baby Susie Parody

Wake up, Abie Susie, wake up Wake up, Abie Susie, wake up We’ve both been sound asleep, wake up, little Susie, and weep Your late for school, you’ve wett the bed, and diapered you need to be. Wake up Abie Susie Wake up Abie Susie, well Whatta we gonna tell your mama Whatta we gonna tell your pa Whatta we gonna tell your friends when they sēē “your wettspots” Wake up Abie Susie Wake up Abie Susie, well I told your mama that you wouldn’t wett and then, We feel asleep and forgot to cloth and pin, Now your sheets are soaked, looks like we goofed again! Wake up Abie Susie Wake up Abie Susie, we gotta diaper you! Wake up, Abie Susie, wake up Wake up, Abie Susie, wake up This sitting jobs gotten really out of hand, both our bottoms may end up more than tanned. We fell asleep, your sheets are soaked, looks like I may get canned! Wake up Abie Susie Wake up Abie Susie, well Whatta we gonna tell your mama Whatta we gonna tell your pa Whatta we gonna tell your friends when they sēē “your wettspots” Wake up Abie Susie Wake up Abie Susie Wake up Abie Susie, we need to diaper you! (disclaimer, I do not own nor claim rights to the orignal works for this song, rights credited to the Everly Brothers; written by Felice and Boudleaux Bryant 1957) Mixing it up with Mandy 1_888_430_2010
November 21, 2011

dl games

  I like to play games with adult babies and with other diaper lovers. One I really enjoy is about desperation. Who can hold out and keep their pee in the longest. The game is pretty self explanatory but you can add other twists. The last time I played we did it with a drinking game. I can’t even begin to explain how badly I had to pee, but I held so ridiculously long. Finally there was no holding it and I had to tell him I gave up and went pee. The rules that time were that whoever peed first had to wear their diaper for 12 hours no exceptions. I knew what the situation was before I agreed to play but sheesh, I planned to win. Oh well, it was exciting anyway.   Mommy Josie  
November 9, 2011

incontinence

Poor little peepee pants Sammy. What am I going to do with him? He tells me these hilarious stories about being a man, and about being a big boy who is too big for diapers. That’s not what the wet spots on his jeans say though. Those wet spots to me say I need a diaper, someone please diaper me. If you saw pee pee pants Sammy walking around wet as rain what would you do? He thinks I’m a meanie for saying maybe I should put him in diapers. He has a big diaper fetish though, he’s not fooling me I wasn’t born yesterday. I’ll just keep telling peepee pants that it’s alright and Miss Liz has it under control. Miss Lizabeth
November 3, 2011

Nap Time

  I always like to have a ritual when it comes to nap time.  A fresh diaper is always first, as I softly talk to you.  Next we gather your favorite stuffed animal, you blankie, and a fresh baba.  Then I gently put you in your crib and pull out Goodnight Moon to read to you.  And if you are a good abie, I will gently pat your thickly padded tushie until you drift off to dreamland.  See, nap time isn’t a bad time after all, is it?   Your AB Mommy Maggie 1*888*430*2010  
October 30, 2011

diapered and bound

    Two of my favorite things are diapers and bondage. It just happens that my abie sissy loves them too. Lucky for both of us. I spent the other night talking to one of my old friends about abie sitting him while I got some errands done. As he was in the bathroom getting a shower I threw his diaper bag and a small toy bag into the trunk of our car. He asked me about whether or not eh had to wear diapers during this outing. I told him no, I thought he could be a big girl and just wear panties. When I drove to the friend’s house instead of to the store he started to ask me what we were doing. I said dropping by to visit for a few minutes. We got inside and I had him drop his pants. He looked at me confused and my friend just said “oh the baby needs a diaper before Mommy leaves him. “. He blushed as I pointed down to the ground for him to lie down and get diapered. My friend went to the car and got the bags. I took his diaper out and diapered him in front of my friend. Then I took the strands of rope form the bag and tied his ankles together then his wrists. I kissed him on the head and told him that Mommy’s friend would keep an eye on him while I ran some errands. My friend started laughing and said well little baby it’s just you and me for now isn’t it? My abie blushed and then asked a very silly question. He asked me why I tied him up. Mommy wanted to, that’s why he got tied up. Mommy Scarlet
October 24, 2011

dl Mommy and diapers for you too

  What’s wrong with this picture? Can you all see it? She’s missing her soft thick adult diaper. Now do you see it? Are you missing yours? Do you need a dl mommy to get you into one? All of these questions I know, but I also know that you probably do need your diaper on you. Just like little Miss Pumpkin bottom does. You simply can’t go out this Halloween without Mommy putting your diaper on you.   DL Mommy Josie  
October 20, 2011

Petticoat Discipline : The ROYAL Treatment

DEAR READERS, MY LYRICS WRITTEN BELOW, ARE TO BE SUNG TO THE TUNE OF THE LULLABY ENTITLED “HUSH LITTLE BABY” **************** Hush prissy sissy, don’t say a word, Mo-mmys sick of you act-ing ab-surd… If you’re whin-ing does not stop, Go-nna pin you down and jump on top… If you still keep sa-ssin’ me, Mo-mmys go-nna throw a-way the key… To your hand-cuffs locked up tight, Give in si-ssy you can’t fight… First you will be cor-set-ed, Your tu-mmy will be sucked in.. That’s too bad if you can’t breathe, Guess you should start min-ding me… Act like you are roy-al-ty, Now you’ll dress like it, you see… In Mar-ie An-toi-nette’s dress, And wig, what fab-u-lous-ness! Make you strut your stuff just like, You’re queen of Pa-lace Ver-sailles! You’ve had it co-ming you see, For acting pri-ssy and mean… When you treat me like that slut, Your mouth will then be forced shut.. Pe-tti-coat disc-i-pline works, It corr-ects be-ha-vior quirks… When you’re laughed at, oh so rude, It co-rrects your a-tti-tude… Next comes that which makes me purr, I tear your a-dult dia-per… Then I stick my head un-der, Your dress and you start to sqirm… It turns Mo-mmy on real quick, Play-ing with your sissy dick… Forced to cum deep in my throat, You feel shamed, that floats my boat! Love hu-mi-li-a-ting you, E-ven when you cry, boo hoo 🙁 Per-haps you will act hum-ble, For a while, till you crum-ble… Un-til the time comes soon when, We must do this all again… Till you learn your le-sson son, Mo-mmy will keep having fun;) *************************** With Love To All My Naughty Sissies! *************************** XOXO, Miss Cate 1-888-430-2010 http://www.phoneamommy.com/specials.html http://www.phonesexwithcate.blogspot.com
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