I’m the Mommy who will care for you with the gentlest hands and the proudest smile 😊
The one who rocks you close when the world feels too loud or too big.
The one who whispers, “Mommy’s so proud of her good baby,” until you feel it settle warmly in your tummy.
I’ll keep your favorite stuffie safe, make sure your comforts are always close, and return them to you with all the love they deserve.
There’s a quiet little place in Mommy’s lap that’s been waiting just for you—
padded with the softest blankets, warmed by steady hugs, and sealed with tiny kisses on your forehead whenever you need to feel small, safe, and cared for again.
Let me tuck you in, cuddle you close, and adore every sweet giggle and wiggle you share with me.
You never have to be big for me. Not ever.
Just be my little love, and I’ll be the safest, softest, most devoted Mommy you’ve ever dreamed of.
Come cuddle with mama in bed. Your face fits so perfectly between my big warm breasts. They're just like pillows! Mm see, doesn't that feel nice?
Yes, you can touch them all you want. Mommy's hard nipples are sensitive, so be gentle! Ah thank you baby, that feels very good.
Oh! Oh, honey it's okay! I just didn't expect you to use your mouth like that. No, don't stop, that- that feels so good baby. You're sucking mommy's nipple so well. Oh yes, your tongue, baby. Lick it just like that, that's it.
Oh you're making your mama so happy. Keep going, baby. Mmm I can feel you getting excited too. Go ahead and rub against me, do what feels natural. I know you need it honey.
Let me run my fingers through your hair and hold you close while you nurse, my darling. You're right where you belong.
I’ve gotta hand it to you babe, no man has ever satisfied me like you.
What do mean “we’ve never had sex?” We have sex ALL the time! Well how do you expect to have “regular” sex when you’re not a regular guy? Does a regular guy wear diapers? I didn’t think so. Regular guys have control over their bladders.
So why do you expect to have regular sex? You think I want to fuck you after your penis marinates in pee all day, every day inside your diaper? No.
I’ll never take off your diaper to have “regular” sex. You’ll never cum anywhere outside your diapers. It’s time you accepted that.
Your job is to make me feel good. You do that in more ways than you think, babe. You do it every time you helplessly cum in your diaper whenever you see me in my underwear. Do you know how much confidence that gives me?
You do it every time you eat me out. You’re so enthusiastic and talented in a way only someone as desperate as you can be. All for the promise of a 30 second diaper rub.
And what about the times I put a strap on over your diaper and let you fuck me? You get to act like a real man. You get to see me in ways only real men see. Is that not enough for you?
And what about your favorite cummies? When you’ve been a truly good boy? You get to hump your wet diaper right on top of me, just like a regular man would. You get to pretend your warm, wet diaper is just like being inside me! And you don’t have to feel bad when you cum so fast!
What more can an incontinent diaper boy like you ask for?
“Hi!! It’s nice to finally meet you in person! I’ve heard so much about you from Ashley! You’re so much cuter than I expected, it must make it so much harder being in diapers. If you weren’t, this could have been a very different kind of date!”
You feel yourself violently blush, unsure about she meant about the date. “Thank you, you’re very pretty too!”
“Aww, that’s sweet of you to say, cutie! Are you hungry because I’m starving!”
You meekly nod your head, confused why she keeps calling you “sweetie” and “cutie.”
“Great, grab my hand and we’ll get a table!”
You give her your hand, letting her lead you to the host stand. “Hi, table for two please.” You follow her to your table.
“Sweetie, you don’t need to be nervous! You have nothing to be scared of! Just be yourself!”
You aren’t even sure how to be “yourself.” Not in this situation, anyway. “I know, I’ll be fine after I get a beer in me,” you say.
“You really are a cutie, but I can’t let you have a beer on my watch! How about apple juice?”
“That’s fine, I guess,” you answer, confused why you weren’t allowed a beer but she ordered a Cosmopolitan.
“So, Ashley says you’re not very experienced with girls because of your diapers. But don’t worry, sweeetie, that’s not a problem at all for me.”
“Yeah,” you mumble.
“Well, who cares! This isn’t that kind of date anyway! I’m not looking for a boyfriend, I’m looking for someone like you.”
“W-what do you mean?” you blurt out.
“Ohhh honey. You thought this was an actual date? No, I thought you knew! Like I said, I’m not looking for a boyfriend, I’m looking for a different kind of relationship!”
“What kind of relationship?”
“I want a cute boy to love, nurture, and care for. Someone who’s sweet and innocent. Someone who doesn’t mind that I check and change his diaper. Someone who listens to me and loves me. I want to be your Mommy.”
“My m-mommy? I don’t understand?”
“Well, think about it sweetie. You’re not going to find a woman who sees you like a real man. One who can satisfy their sexual and emotional needs. You’re in diapers, you know you can never be that person, right?”
You feel your heart beating faster. This wasn’t what you expected.
“Awww, sweetie, I don’t want you to feel bad! I’m not insulting you! I’m just saying you need a different kind of relationship. You need someone like me to help you through life. We’ll be together, but it will just be a little different than a normal relationship.”
“What kind of different?”
“Well, obviously, we won’t have a sexual relationship, for one. Mommy’s can’t sleep with their babies. But we will still have so many intimate, loving moments together. Like when I blow raspberries on your tummy during diaper changes. Or when I tuck you into bed for naps and bedtime. And so many more!”
“I don’t know, it seems a little weird…”
“It might now, but what other choice do you have? Are you going to be by yourself all your life, sitting alone in wet diapers wishing you could be with a woman? Well now you will never have to! You’ll be with me! I’ll love you more than you could ever imagine. You’ll make me the happiest girl in the whole world!”
“I guess that does sound better,” you concede.
“See! No more being alone ever again. You’ll always have me or one of my cute friends there with you to help you. You’ll never have to worry about your diaper again! Doesn’t that sound nice?”
“Yes…”
“And you’ll won’t have to feel bad about never having sex again! Nobody will judge you for it, they’ll love you even more because of it. You’ll be the sweet, innocent boy everyone loves. Doesn’t that sound better than looking at porn all alone every night wondering why you never have sex?”
“Yes…”
“And how much better will it be to know that you’ll always have me to love you? I’ll never abandon you. I’ll never leave you alone again. You’ll know you’ll always have someone that love you! Does that sound good?”
“Yes…”
“So you’ll do it? You’ll be my baby boy, for now and forever?”
“….yes.”
“Yes, what, baby?”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“Oh baby, I’m so excited!” she says, grinning from ear to ear, a tear in her eye, “I promise I already love you!”
As you eat, you feel the gravity of your new life. But, as she looks at you, you smile. You made the right choice. You’d rather her be your Mommy than spend any more nights alone.
You lay there on your belly, playing with your silly toys. By toys I mean teddy and bunny or even some blocks. Your belly is grumbling and moaning and has been for what must be hours. You could never know for sure though as you have not seen a clock since you were turned into a full 365 24/7 sissy baby slave. To be fair you have not seen your cock either. Its been locked in chastity and thick diapers for months now. Finally you just cant hold it any longer. You dont even have to push, you just simply had to let go of the massive hold you had on your ants and there is was. What must be one of the largest messes you've made in a diaper ever. Too bad your mommy just came in to check on you just moments before you lost control and became a real sissy baby. She usually doesn't come back to check on you for a while once your put in play time.
Finally after what seems like 3 hours or more you hear her walking towards your bedroom. Labeled on the door as sissy babys bedroom. Your mommy walks in, she used to be your wife. Now she cant even think about you as anything less than a pink sissy baby girl. "OK little girl mommy definitely smells that diaper. My word you are just a little sissy stinker aren't you?"dont worry mommy is actually going to change you into a fresh diaper but we need to make that mouth just a bit more secure. Let mommy get this paci strapped in place for you." There we go nice and tight. Now we need to get you changed before mommys date arrives. He wants to to see you but mommy's not ready for him to smell you just yet. Now back to your tummy time while mommy gets ready."
Let's not forget sissy girl, your the one who asked for no excuse me begged for this. Now that its been 3 weeks straight 24/7 non stop you want a break? Tisk tisk oh no silly little girl, mommy thinks you will be like this for a very very long time. I've actually come to enjoy life this way. You will be doing all the chores from now on. Don't worry mommy will teach you how to do them and get ready for them to be checked. Now drink your special baba and enjoy your stinky pampers while mommy chats with the new guy she met online. Don't make too much noise or mommy will have to come in an punish you with a nice bondage timeout and no diapy change today. Go ahead and test mommy sissy I double dare you.
Call me crazy, but l'd rather be the one changing your nappies than dealing with all the extra laundry.
And if putting you in nappies makes you more compliant, more obedient, and less insufferable, all the better.
Therefore, for the foreseeable future, there are no bathroom privileges at all. These nappies are your bathroom, do you understand?
Yes, I will be the one changing them, guiding you, making sure you obey.
You'll feel the weight of my control every single day, every glance in a mirror, every rustle of the nappies, you'll remember your place constantly, and you will not forget it.
You will be checked periodically throughout the day, do not ask me for a change.
I bought good-quality absorbent abdl ones, they are not cheap, so we will not be wasteful.
Only l will determine when a change happens.
You will follow my schedule, not yours, and any attempt to question it will remind you exactly who is in charge, without exception.
No, I'm not joking. If you don't like it, you can leave, of course. Oh, you have nowhere to go? Well, actually, you do now, so just lay back on the bed, and let's get this process started immediately.
When you’re done turning them into a pathetic little mess, when you’ve made them hump and cum in their little pampers while spewing the most degrading things, take them in your arms. Hold them in your lap, tap their mushy bottom and tell them what a good boy they are for ruining their diapers. ‘Shhh’ them and rock them and remind them that there’s nothing wrong with them. They’re not a freak, they’re just your freak, and everything will be okay, because Mommy’s here.
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