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18+| certified ABDL Caregiver outchea looking for a little to fully explore the ABDL ~ sitter~sissification-diaper lover❤️ Age regression 👼 disciplinarian☹️ padded & also taking good care of you 24/7 👩‍🍼 you can reach me at 2097134563 Interested ones only I reblog what I like

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15 screen "booster pack" of new nursery PSAs just released! It's cool to see these going around corners of the community that my usual content doesn't always reach. People have asked if it's okay to use these for hypnosis videos or similar projects. Unlike my photos, I think it's fine for people to do whatever they want with them, provided it's non-commercial and I'm credited appropriately. More coming soon!

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I’ll transform you into mistress sissy slut if you’re ready for this . Send a Dm only serious and interested baby

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A Nursery diaper experience

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a boys world : Steve

Steve sat nervously on the edge of his bed, gripping his teddy bear so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His heart pounded in his chest as he peeked up at the two women standing over him—his girlfriend (no, his Mommy and her guest, Miss Amanda. 

Miss Amanda had been watching him all evening, her sharp eyes following his every move, her lips pressed into a firm line. She wasn’t like Mommy. Mommy was soft and warm, always stroking his hair and cooing at him when he got fussy. Miss Amanda… 

Miss Amanda was strict. 

“So this is little Stevie,” she had murmured, folding her arms. Her voice was smooth, but there was a knowing edge to it, like she had already decided things about him before he even had a chance to prove himself. 

Steve shrank into himself, pressing his face into his teddy’s fur. He felt tiny under her gaze. 

Mommy chuckled, ruffling his hair. “He’s been such a good boy lately, haven’t you, sweetheart?” she cooed, her fingers trailing down his cheek. 

Steve nodded quickly, still too nervous to speak. 

Miss Amanda hummed. “Hmm. I’m not sure I believe that,” she said, tilting her head. “He looks like he’s still trying to be a big boy. That won’t do, will it?” 

Mommy sighed, shaking her head as she traced a gentle hand down Steve’s arm. “No, it won’t do at all,” she agreed, giving him a knowing look. “We’ve been working on it, but sometimes little Stevie needs a bit of a reminder, don’t you, sweetheart?” 

Steve swallowed hard, shifting slightly on the bed. He *didn’t* need a reminder. He could be good. He was good. But with both women watching him, towering over him, his stomach twisted into nervous knots. 

Miss Amanda smirked, stepping closer, her fingers trailing along the hem of his shirt. “I can see why you’ve been struggling, dear,” she said to Mommy, though her eyes never left him. “He still thinks he has choices.” 

Steve’s breath hitched. 

Mommy chuckled softly, cupping his cheek. “Oh, he knows better, don’t you, baby?” she murmured sweetly. 

Steve nodded quickly, his voice catching in his throat. “Y-yes, Mommy…” 

Miss Amanda raised a brow. “Then why is he still wearing those?” 

Mommy tsked, sighing as she tapped her chin. “That’s a very good question,” she mused. “I suppose I got too soft on him.” 

Steve’s whole body tensed as Mommy’s fingers slid down, ghosting over the waistband of his big boy pants. 

“Mommy—” 

“Shhh, baby.” She pressed a kiss to his forehead, stroking his hair with one hand as the other tugged at the elastic.

Steve whimpered, his grip on his teddy tightening as Miss Amanda took hold of the waistband too, her nails brushing against his skin. 

“Up,” she instructed. 

Steve’s face burned. 

He shook his head, pulling his legs in tighter. “B-but—” 

Mommy’s voice turned firm. “Stevie.” 

The warning in her tone sent a shiver down his spine. 

With a little whimper, he obeyed, lifting his hips just enough for them to slide the fabric down, down— 

A cool breeze kissed his bare thighs as his big boy pants were pulled away completely. 

Steve’s breath hitched. 

Mommy cooed, stroking his cheek. “Much better, baby,” she murmured.

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