Baby Barbie
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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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1 (888) 430-2010October 6, 2019
All too often, a sissy will come my way with a grave misconception about just what they are permitted to do and what they are forbidden from doing. Too many sissies will assume that just because they may have been behaving lately, that they are allowed to take it upon themselves to decide to start playing with that little peepee. Sorry, sweeties! Wrong! That pathetic little thing belongs in one place and one place only: locked up tight in chastity! That look of disbelief and humiliation on their face when […]
September 22, 2019
Diaper sissy Amanda was crying harder than she ever had before; fat, round tears streaming down her face as she fussed in her diapers. “Mommmm-yyy pwease change meee!” She whined and whimpered between body wracking sobs, her sissy diapers stretched to gargantuan proportions behind her. “Aww, what’s the matter, baby wetsy pants?” Her hypnosis mommy mistress mocked her, tugging at the back of the over filled diaper stack. “Don’t you remember your sissy rules, princess?” The pathetic sissy baby struggled to choke back her tears long enough to gulp […]