“I Kinda Have To Pee.”

“I masturbated to the thought of you” awww that’s pretty pathetic puppy, do it again

“So, what do you like to do in your free time?”

“Uhmmmm does diapering up high functioning adults and turning them into babies that heavily depend on their mama and ask for milkies count? No? Well god forbid a girl has hobbies”

Love to close my eyes and imagine the sight of pulli ng my face away from mommy’s pussy, all the spit and her wetness sticking between my face and her body before I take a breath and go down on her again, i just live the thought of being a messy eater

Just found your blog and Omg, it’s like every word you

Write is turning my little. I honestly hope you’re still active.

Please keep being you!

Awe, thank you sweetie.

I intend to be nothing but me 😊

Aww! You filled your diaper, but mommy is a bit busy right now, so she doesn't have time to change you.

But it's icky? It's starting to itch and it feels really gross? Okay sweetie, here's some things you can do to try earning a change early.

🎀 Ask Mama what chores you can do around the house.

🐌 Sit quietly and play with your toys.

⛈️ Go in it some more. Clearly you haven't used your diaper enough to need a change. (this may backfire.)

🎺 Throw a temper tantrum (this will probably backfire.)

😵‍💫 Humiliate yourself. Tell her you're just a baby who can't make it to the potty without a grown-up's help, and now you need an adults help because you've went wee-wee in your diaper.

😮‍💨 Accept it. Mama's the boss around here. If she tells you that she doesn't want to change a saggy diaper right now, you just really don't have a choice in the matter.

🥰 Reblog with what emoji you're going with! 🥰

I spread the blanket across the grass and begin unpacking the picnic I thoughtfully prepared— the sun is shining, it's a beautiful day.

"Sit down baby, it's time for some lunch"

He sits down with his legs crossed and looks up at me patiently. 

"Mummy, after we eat can we do the kisses???"

"Of course we can!" I giggle, "Make sure you drink plenty, we don't want you dehydrating do we? Cause that would be bad!"

He shakes his head furiously.

After the long walk, he drains the juice in one go and makes quick work of his lunch. We lay kissing and touching on the blanket in the sun, the world slowing around us- until I notice him starting to wriggle.

"Are you ok poppet? You're getting figety."

"Uhmm..—" he squirms, "I-I need to, um…—" his voice is so soft and quiet, there's a little frown forming on his forehead. 

"I need a wee wee Mummy..."

I adore him when he's so desperate.

It was a mistake letting him wear his big-boy pants today.

"Awwwww, see this is why you need diapees- then we don't have to worry about things like this. Do we?"

There's a long pause...

"No Mummy."

"Now be a good boy and get onto your knees."

"But Mummmmmy, people will seeee"

"Oh sweet boy, no one will pay attention to a baby doing a pee pee in public..."

I pull gently- but firmly on the buckle of his belt, lifting his hips up so he's on his knees and start slowly unbuttoning his jeans.

His cheeks flush with embarrassment, but he does as he's told as I position myself behind him - my body pressed up against his. 

Wrapping my arms around his hips and I feel his hands move to assist mine—"No touching! That's Mummy's job" — Feeling the inevitability of the situation, his hands drift to his sides, and he let's out a little relenting sigh...

I reach into his pants and pull him out, aiming at the grass and whisper into his ear;

"Okay baby...now just relax. Do a big wee wee for Mummy...Then we can get back to the kisses."

"Here, boy!" Like I'm giving a dog a treat but it's just my pussy

him looking up at you with low lids and little hearts in his eyes while his nose is pressed to your cunt

pretty boys cumming in their pants and leaving an wet spot is much hotter than it should be.