August 24, 2015

Dirty boy!

Look at you! What a mess! What is that all over you..? Aw, did you decide to play in your diaper? Well, I guess it’s time for Babysitter Brittney to get you nice and clean! We can start things off by taking a warm bubble bath together, making bubble beards and playing with pirate ships and your favorite rubber ducky toy. After all of the bubbles are gone, I’ll make sure I wrap you up in a soft, fluffy and warm towel to dry you off, holding you close and telling you stories or singing you songs while you suck on your little pacifier. I’ll take you to your room, humming to you softly while I pick out a fresh, clean diaper for you, and then it will be time for your special diaper change.. You know how much Babysitter Brittney loves making her adult baby feel good! When I’ve finished playing, I’ll make sure to give you lots of cuddles and kisses before dressing you in your comfiest pajamas, and then it’s off to bed for my good little diaper lover! Sweet dreams, little one, Babysitter Brittney will see you again soon! 888-430-2010
September 23, 2012

Sneaky ABy

Did you really think I wouldn’t catch you, naughty ABy? When your mommy and daddy left for the weekend, your mommy made sure to mention that you can get yourself into trouble. “If you’re not careful with him he can be naughty—very naughty,” those were her exact words. I guess I should have paid more attention to that. You were pretty good all day today. You played nice, you ate up all your lunch and dinner, when I said it was bed time you were a good boy and got right into your pjs and brushed your teeth. Sure I notice you looking at me a couple times. Down my shirt, up my skirt, but I thought, hey boys do that, no big deal. After I tucked you in, I went to go take a shower. While I was soaping up my body I noticed the bathroom door crack open. I saw you hiding there, could see your hand rubbing the front of your diaper while I washed my smooth pussy. Naughty naughty ABy! I couldn’t help but tease you a little, spreading my pussy open and rubbing my clit. I heard a little groan come from the door and then heard you scurry off. I laughed to myself as I got into my nightie and got into bed. I had just turned off the light when I heard you tip toeing outside the door. I closed my eyes pretending to sleep to see what you would do. Bad ABy! You lifted up my covers and tried to slip your hand up my nightie. I caught your hand quickly making you cry out in surprise. “Do you know what happens to naughty ABies?” I asked with a wicked grin. Your eyes were filled with fear as I sat up and pulled you over my lap and pulling your diaper down. “I saw you watching me in the shower and I heard you make that nasty little mess in you diaper,” I raised my hand getting ready to spank you, “Did you really think I wouldn’t catch you, naughty ABy?” xoxo Samantha 1.888.430.2010
September 3, 2012

Bobby’s Enema

Bobby is one of my most special, sweetest little ABies. The other night I went over to his house to babysit him while his parents went over to their friend’s house for dinner. When I arrived at the house, Bobby’s mommy Lucy welcomed me and we had a little chat while she finished fixing her makeup. Little Bobby sat on my lap and played with my hair while I talked to his mommy. Lucy told me that Bobby had been having a lot of tummy troubles and was having problems making poopies. Bobby looked at me with sad little puppy dog eyes when Lucy was explaining this. I kissed the top of his head and rubbed his tummy. Lucy continued, “We were thinking of giving him an enema, but when we tried this morning we just could not get him to keep still! Maybe you’ll have better luck.” “I think we’ll manage,” I said as I looked at sweet ABy Bobby and pinched his cheeks. A little while later, Bobby was laying on a blanket in the living room playing with his toy cars. “Bobby, honey, we’re gonna try to make you feel better, ok sweetie?” Bobby looked worried, “its ok honey,” I said as I walked over with the bag, tube, and lubricant. “Your tummy will feel so much better when we’re done.” I slipped a plastic sheet underneath him and untaped his diaper. “Ok now honey, this will only be a little uncomfortable, but you keep playing with your cars and it’ll be over soon.” I hung the small bag up next to me and squeezed the lubricant into my hands. I coated the end of the tube with it and rubbed it between Bobbys little cheeks and hole. “Ok here we go,” I said, sliding the tube into his bottom slowly. Bobby whimpered a little but I rubbed his back and murmured softly, “its alright Bobby, its ok.” I let the warm fluid fill him slowly until the bag was empty. Once the bag was empty, I told him he only had to hold it for a few minutes. I sang him a little song, and then when the time was up I rubbed his tummy as he let everything out. When it was all over I cleaned little Bobby up and […]
September 3, 2012

Bobby's Enema

Bobby is one of my most special, sweetest little ABies. The other night I went over to his house to babysit him while his parents went over to their friend’s house for dinner. When I arrived at the house, Bobby’s mommy Lucy welcomed me and we had a little chat while she finished fixing her makeup. Little Bobby sat on my lap and played with my hair while I talked to his mommy. Lucy told me that Bobby had been having a lot of tummy troubles and was having problems making poopies. Bobby looked at me with sad little puppy dog eyes when Lucy was explaining this. I kissed the top of his head and rubbed his tummy. Lucy continued, “We were thinking of giving him an enema, but when we tried this morning we just could not get him to keep still! Maybe you’ll have better luck.” “I think we’ll manage,” I said as I looked at sweet ABy Bobby and pinched his cheeks. A little while later, Bobby was laying on a blanket in the living room playing with his toy cars. “Bobby, honey, we’re gonna try to make you feel better, ok sweetie?” Bobby looked worried, “its ok honey,” I said as I walked over with the bag, tube, and lubricant. “Your tummy will feel so much better when we’re done.” I slipped a plastic sheet underneath him and untaped his diaper. “Ok now honey, this will only be a little uncomfortable, but you keep playing with your cars and it’ll be over soon.” I hung the small bag up next to me and squeezed the lubricant into my hands. I coated the end of the tube with it and rubbed it between Bobbys little cheeks and hole. “Ok here we go,” I said, sliding the tube into his bottom slowly. Bobby whimpered a little but I rubbed his back and murmured softly, “its alright Bobby, its ok.” I let the warm fluid fill him slowly until the bag was empty. Once the bag was empty, I told him he only had to hold it for a few minutes. I sang him a little song, and then when the time was up I rubbed his tummy as he let everything out. When it was all over I cleaned little Bobby up and […]
August 19, 2012

Pants Wetter

When your mommy asked me to babysit you, I was a little confused. I wondered why a grown man would need a babysitter. Well then she started to tell me things… like how you need looking after, or you end up getting yourself into trouble. She even told me that sometimes you still have “accidents”. Accidents?! I said, he’s a grown man, how is he still having accidents?! She explained that you were never really potty trained, she tried when you were little, but you just refused to learn. As you grew up it never got better, and now even as an adult man you still hadn’t stopped wetting yourself. She showed me your bedroom with the big changing table; the shelf with the diapers, wipes, and diaper cream. She said that even though she’d given up on you ever actually learning to use the big boy potty, that I should still give you a little spanking when you wet yourself. So today when I came over I knew what to expect. You did ok for the first couple of hours, so I thought maybe you were learning not to wet yourself. I took you to the park as a treat, pleased with your good behavior. I watched as you kicked your soccer ball around, having fun. A few minutes later I saw you stop and look down at the ground. You looked sad and worried. Slowly you picked the ball up and walked over to me. Samantha…. You mumbled. And then you just looked down, immediately I saw the problem. Your shorts were soaked from the crotch all the way down your legs. Even though your mommy had warned me I was still angry and disappointed. A grown man like you shouldn’t be wetting his pants anymore. Jason, I can’t believe you! I scolded. I grabbed your hand and pulled you along as we walked the short distance back home. Once inside I pulled you up to your bedroom and sat on the bed. Roughly I started to unbutton your pants. I looked up as I was pulling them down and saw how scared you were. I softened a little as you began sniffling. Oh, sweetie it’s ok, I murmured softly petting your hair. We’ll just do a quick soft spanking and then I’ll […]
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