Baby Katie
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I am the baby around here, as all the mommies can attest to, and I like it that way! I adore wearing diapers, being fed and cared for, but as hard as I try I have some trouble with being good (just ask Mommy Maggie, sometimes I think the only thing she can say is "What am I to do with you?")
I try hard to be good, but when I enter the baby zone I just can't seem to listen or resist coloring on the walls. And of course I must be punished, either by time outs or spankings over the knee of caring adults. I would love to talk to a daddy out there or maybe be able to play with another baby. In this lifestyle it is hard sometimes to find the right play partners..
I play on the phone with many of the mommies on the site (although I think I am 'officially' Mommy Maggies, she really is good to me) but I wanted to explore further. I can't wait to talk with you!
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July 24, 2026
The Humbling of A Diaper Boy Jason was 23 years old, but lately he’d been acting like a king. At six foot two with broad shoulders, people often mistook him for someone who had his life together. The truth? His diapers were piling up in the trash and he wasn’t taking it out, his job was going nowhere, and he’d recently developed a habit of leaving wet ones on his bedroom floor, because the trash was overfilled. The final straw came when he refused to clean up after himself, insisting […]
July 16, 2026
A Gentle Hand for His Sissy Baby Side James was a 27 year old accountant with a secret. While his colleagues thought he was the picture of professionalism, James often locked himself in his apartment on weekends, wearing frilly pink underwear, dresses and playing with pacifiers he’d ordered online. He’d tried hiding his urges, but they always crept back up, leaving him flustered and confused. The day his Aunt Margaret discovered his collection was inevitable. She’d arrived unexpectedly to drop off some homemade cookies, and instead found James trying on […]