February 14, 2026

Mommy’s Special Orientation Diapered in training

daddy is away for the evening, little one. But he hasn’t left you alone. he’s entrusted you to me, just for a few hours, with a very important task: to introduce you to the gentle, structured world he’s envisioned for you. Consider this your orientation. Your real clothes are far too grown up for what we have planned tonight for you, so let’s start by removing them. There’s no need for nerves. Just obedience. The first layer is always the most important. I have you lie back on the plush, blanket strewn carpet of the nursery, your nursery, now, and slide a thick, pristine disposable under your hips. It rustles with a soft, promising crinkle. The baby powder I shake out is a cool, fragrant cloud that settles over your skin, the talcum scent clean and innocent, a stark contrast to the quickening pulse I see from your throat. Mommy selected your outfit with great care. It’s not just clothing; it’s a statement. The onesie is a soft, buttery lavender, covered in tiny, stitched elephants. The fabric is fleece backed, supremely cozy, meant to comfort and confine in equal measure. The snug fit around your limbs is deliberate. Next come the plastic backed pants, clear, shiny and a bit squeaky, sealing in the bulky diaper beneath with a whisper of vinyl. A bib, patterned with a pony, is tied around your neck, not for drool, but for ceremony. Finally, I offer the silicone shield of a pacifier, its ring a cheerful blue. “Open,” I instruct, and you accept it, the rhythmic suckling beginning almost automatically, a soothing anchor. Daddy also left a bag for me. Toys are scattered around you: a large, colorful stacking ring, a plush rabbit with lop ears, a sensory book with different textured patches of textures. But there are other items. You hear the closet door click shut behind me. “Keep your eyes closed, little one. No peeking.” The silence is heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of my own clothes being shed to the floor and the faint click of fasteners. When I return, I stand before you. I see your eyelids flutter up at me, fighting the command. “Keep them closed.” You feel it first against your lips, smooth, cool silicone. A gasp escapes you, and I take advantage, sliding the tip of the strap-on into the warm, wet cavern of your mouth. Your eyes fly open then, wide and startled, meeting mine. “I said, don’t move,” I remind you, my voice dropping, firmer now. The Mommy, voice isn’t just for lullabies. “This is your first lesson. Be good. Use your tongue. Get it nice and wet.” You obey, hesitant at first, then with more purpose as I apply gentle pressure, rocking my hips, guiding your head with a hand in your hair. The pacifier hangs forgotten on its clip. The only sounds are your muffled efforts and the soft, slick noises of your obedience as you gagged on the silicone dick. “Very good. You’re learning so quickly. Making Mommy proud […]
January 30, 2026

Sex with mommy is fun

The thick, crinkling plastic of the fresh new diaper was the greatest sound in the world. I lay on the comfort padded changing table, the plush mat cradling my back as I lay, and looked up at Mommy rose with wide, eager eyes. She smiled down at me, her expression a perfect blend of warmth and gentle command. “Is my little one ready for his diapy?” she cooed, her hands already smoothing the baby powder over my skin. The scent, clean and soft, filled the air. I nodded, squirming slightly, the anticipation making my heart flutter. This was my favorite ritual. The moment the fluffy, absorbent padding was slid underneath me, I felt a wave of pure, submissive bliss. She pulls up the snug plastic to my hips, ensuring a perfect, babyish fit that wouldn’t budge. Once I was securely diapered, the real magic began. The bulky padding between my legs aswell as mommy being there, taking care of me, was an immediate, constant turn-on. I shifted on the floor of the nursery, the crinkle loud in the quiet room, the soft material rubbing insistently against me with every small movement. A warm, wet excitement began to seep into the front of the diaper, a helpless reaction to the sensation and the knowledge that Mommy rose was watching me. “Look at you,” Mommy murmured, settling into her rocking chair. She was still dressed, the picture of maternal authority, but her eyes were dark with shared desire. “My good, juicy diaper boy. Come here.” I crawled to her, the damp diaper growing heavier between my thighs. When I reached her, she guided my head to her lap, stroking my hair all gentle and soothing. “You may pleasure me, little one,” she said, her voice a low command. That was all the permission I needed. With reverent hands, I helped her out of her underwear, my fingers trembling. Then I bent my head, using my mouth and tongue to worship her the way a devoted ABDL serves their mommy. Her soft gasps and the tightening of her hands in my hair were my entire world. The smell of her arousal mixed with the baby powder on my own skin was an intoxicating perfume. When her climax washed over her, she shuddered, whispering praises. “Such a good boy. Such a perfect Adult baby for Mommy.” Then it was her turn to care for me. She slid off the chair onto the thick nursery rug with me, her hands pushing at the waistband of my swollen diaper. She didn’t take it off; she simply pulled it down just enough, freeing me from the diaper confines. I was achingly hard from the friction. She straddled my hips, lowering herself onto me with a slow, sighing exhale that made my eyes roll back. The feeling was unbelievable, her tight, wet cunt sheathing me, while the bulk of my own wet diaper pressed against the backs of my thighs and her bottom. I gripped her hips, the […]
June 20, 2025

ABDL diaper changing with mommy

Mommy’s fingers traced the waistband of your boxers, her painted nails clicking softly against the elastic band of the fabric and skin. “Such a big boy,” she cooed, her voice syrup-sweet yet it was edged with held back laughter. The fabric snapped against your skin as she tugged it down slowly, leaving you open and exposed to the cool air and mommies touches. 

Her eyes widened playfully, lips parting in mock surprise acting as if she hadn’t seen it a thousand times over. “Oh, look at this!” She pinched the air an inch from your small flaccid little cock, her breath warm against your ear. “Not a dick at all. Just a widdle… pee-pee.” The word dripped with honeyed ridicule towards his small groin. “Guess what tiny pee-pees need?” She didn’t wait for an answer. The soundly crinkle of thick plastic filled the room as she unfolded a diaper, pink colored, always pink, printed with cartoon ducks. You shuddered as the chilly air met your exposed skin, her hands grabbing and hoisting your knees to your chest with practiced ease. Baby powder snowed over your small groin, her palm slapping your inner thigh when you squirmed towards the cold puffing. “Hush,” she murmured, taping the sides of the diaper on snug. A firm pat landed on the padded bulge between your legs. “There we go! All safe and smol.” The nursery door creaked open. Three of Mommy’s friends clustered in the doorway, curious as to what’s going on in the room “Meet my new project!” she trilled, yanking your onesie up to expose the now swollen diaper. Their laughter rang like windchimes in the room. “Aren’t those legs just adorable?” one giggled, phone camera flashing to take a picture of the scene. You felt the warm drip of humiliation and something else tighten in your body. The diaper grew damp, yellow spreading across the front. “Oopsies!” Mommy sang, thumbing the wetness. Her friends erupted in squeals. “Time for din-din!” She unbuttoned her blouse, heavy breasts spilling free from confines of a bra. You gagged before trying to get bearings as she shoved a nipple past your lips, her fingers vise. “Suckle properly,” she hissed, smile never slipping. Milk hit your tongue, thick and cloying. Her heel ground into your soggy diaper, rhythmic, as she hummed Rock-a-Bye Baby. mommy rose 888-430-2010
October 1, 2023

A Baby Peepee Belongs In A Baby Diapee

    I saw that tiny little thing you call a dick, and believe me it’s definitely not a dick.  That’s a cute little peepee.  And teeny weeny’s belong in diapers.  That’s exactly where mommy is going to put you.  That’s right Mommy, from now on you will call me mommy and you will do as mommy says. Mommy will strip you completely naked.  You’re no longer a man, you’re a diaper baby.  Not a big boy anymore, so no more big boy undies and no more big boy potty.  From now on you will wear and use diapers, your diaper will be your new potty. Mommy will lay you down and lift your legs into the air, sliding a thick soft diaper under your little butt.  Then mommy will powder you up, covering your butt and baby peepee with a thick coating of baby powder.  Now it’s time to close up your diaper and fasten the tabs. Mommy will squeeze your diaper and give it a little wiggle to make sure it’s nice and snug.  We don’t want baby leaking, now do we?  Once you’re diapered you are not allowed to take it off, only mommy can take your diaper off.  And that will be for baths and diaper changes only, unless mommy decides otherwise. You’re now mommy’s little diaper boy.  Mommy will dress you in cute little outfits and show you off to all her friends, after all everyone just loves a baby.  And when they see that baby peepee they will all agree that you belong in pampers.  The only thing that tiny peepee is good for is peeing in a diapee. You’re an adult baby now, so you better get used to it, this is your new life.  Diapers and pacifiers, baby clothes and baby bottles, mommy will make sure baby is well taken care of.  Mommy just loves her adult baby, and mommy loves diapers and changing them. Mommy will pick you up and put you in her lap, then mommy will give that diaper a squeeze, checking to see how squishy baby is.  If that diaper isn’t full yet, mommy will cuddle you to her breast and pull her top down so baby can nurse.  Mommy loves to watch as you latch onto that hard nipple and start sucking. As you suckle from mommy’s heavy booby, mommy will rock you from side to side and pat your little diaper butt.  Mommy’s warm sweet milk squirting into your mouth and down your throat, filling your little belly up so later you can fill your little diaper up. Mommy just loves when that diaper gets heavy and squishy.  The fuller the better.  A saggy soggy diaper between baby’s little thighs, making mommy’s cutie waddle all over.  Once that diaper is full, mommy will lay you down on the changing table and get you into a fresh new diaper. Baby’s diaper is made for all of baby’s messes.  Pee, poop and even those sticky cummies.  So be […]
November 3, 2022

Lacy Wets Herself In Public!

Me and my boyfriend Antonio went to downtown Savannah a while ago, and sometimes I wear diapers when I’m with him, but I went with panties and a skirt then, thinking I’d love to get a good quickie with me bent over the nearest flat surface at some point. That can still work with diapers but it’s not as quick! He did tell me he wanted me to wear diapers, but I decided to be naughty. In any case, when I’m in public, I’m usually ok controlling myself, unless I’ve been diapered. They make me lose all control, no matter the circumstances. But in public and in panties, I can usually get to a bathroom on time. Even after the sun had set, it was still hot and humid enough to have us sweating.  Antonio made sure I was drinking lots of water, telling me he wanted me to stay hydrated. After an hour or so, I was asking him if he saw a bathroom nearby. “Not now, baby. Maybe later,” Antonio said. I hadn’t told him I wasn’t wearing a diaper, and I was afraid that if I did tell him, I’d have to put one on. He always carried extra diapers with us. “Drink some more water, sweetie. I don’t want you to get dehydrated.” I drank some more water, but not much. I had to pee and didn’t want to have an accident. We walked a bit more, and I asked to use a bathroom again, but was again told no. But Antonio did ask, “Why don’t you use your diaper, if you’ve got to go so badly?” “Cuz, I don’t need to,” I replied. At one point, I started to beg, “Pleeeeease, Antonio, I have to gooooo…” Antonio started to say, “Just use your, ” when he patted my bottom. I winced, knowing I was in trouble. “Where’s your diaper?” he asked. “If I could use the bathroom, I wouldn’t need it,” I said, rather defiantly. “Well, if that’s your position, I’m sure you can hold it till we get home,” he said as I handed him my empty water bottle. “Are we going home now?” I asked, hopefully. “No, we’re going down to the waterfront. Then we’ll go.” I groaned. “What? You said so yourself, you’re a big girl. You can wait. Drink more water.” I tried to hold it, I really did, but I had already held my pee for so long! As I walked, I began to feel hot drips of pee in my panties, getting them damp. Soon, the drips turned into slow, hot trickles flooding my panties and running down my legs. I was clenching my bladder so tight, but a particularly large stream escaped. All my control broke and urine rushed out of me, down my legs and splattering into a puddle at my feet. Antonio heard me moan low and turned to see me wetting myself without control in the middle of a public park. “I told you to […]
January 23, 2022

I Am Allie And I Love All Kinds Of Roleplay

I am Allie and I love all kinds of abdl roleplay, age regression and mommy sex.  I always like to keep an open mind when it comes to the world of abdl as it absolutely completes me. Depending on my mood it is always up to me what role I will decide to play with either the top or the bottom that I indulge in.  I don’t care what anyone has to say about it, cause there are times where I want to roleplay a top and there are times that i want to roleplay a bottom. I love to have my sweet ass cheeks spanked when I am naughty and the harder the spank is the sweeter the sting.  Just call me Queen Bee as I love to enjoy erotica the way I want it and there are no set book of rules when it comes to me. I march to the beat of my own drum it has always been that way and it is always going to be that way, and I don’t care who has an issue with it.  As long as I get a good sweet orgasm, who really cares what it took for me to get off? I sometimes want to suck a dick and have it cream all the cummies in my mouth and I may open my mouth and show you how it looks on my tongue all mixed around with my saliva and then I will tell you to tongue kiss me so you can taste all of it all over your tongue and have your own aftertaste of your jizzum.  I like a man with a breath that smells of his on cum, because to me it shows confidence and security and who won’t want that in a playmate?  if it is something that is going to get me off that you have never done, then it is time to play with me so I can take you to highly erotic heights that you have never been to before! You may even be a female that has never been with another girl and you may be fantasizing at night about me while rubbing your pussy; all paranoid and afraid to tell me that you want be with me.  Well, it is time to stop that nonsense and get ready to experience me in a way that you could only imagine in your dreams before.  I am here for you and I am much more than a dream, I am very much real and you can depend on me to make you feel so good and I know exactly what to tell you to make you make me feel so good also. I will tell you what to touch and how to touch it and you will have to keep fondling it until it makes me scream and cum in pure ecstasy!  I am Allie and I am an original, hot and sexy blonde – there is no one else like me.  […]
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