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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March 30, 2012
Not the bunny suit you were expecting… I’ve been talking about it for weeks… how adorable you would look in a little bunny suit – long ears, white fur, little cotton tail, and a little pink bow sitting squarely on your neck. How wonderful it will be to show you off to all my friends, gushing about what a cute bunny you will make. Every time I would bring it up, you would turn a new shade of red. You didn’t want to be paraded in front of […]
March 28, 2012
The Phone a Mommies landed safely, the craft’s hatch opened. Mommy Sara walked out first to inspect the area in which they had landed. She spotted a playground across the way and saw a bunch of young men. Perfect she thought these men would serve us Mommies well, they will make perfect adult babies. She rushed back to the craft to inform all of the other Phone a Mommies. They set their plan in motion and the ABMommies followed each one of them home and once nighttime […]


