You were going to just ask if you could have a snack, but just as you were about to push on the door that was left ajar, you decide to peek in first instead.  With the door open a few inches, you could clearly see mommy standing there, her back to you, as she unzips her dress.  You see her pink panties, her pink garter belt.  As she slides her dress off her shoulders it puddles around her feet; she steps out of it, and walks over to her vanity.

The sight of her sitting there, brushing out her hair is having an unexpected effect on you.  You feel the all-too-familiar swelling in your pants as you can’t seem to tear your eyes away.  The blood rushes to your face – leaving you flushed; the blood also rushes to another part of your anatomy, filling your head with thoughts you thought not possible…at least not about your mom.

You don’t know why, but you find your hand reaching down and touching what your mommy embarrassingly stills refers to as “Mr. PeePee.”  He approves of the attention you give it, and seems to demand more…more as it throbs and pulsates with a mind and need of its own, like a newborn baby demanding attention from its mommy.

You are lost in your own rhythms, as you don’t notice your mommy catching the image of you in the mirror in front of her – the image of you touching yourself uncontrollably yet a bit awkwardly, revealing the instinct to stroke, but lacking in the execution to truly satisfy.

She simply continues to brush her hair as she quietly but firmly commands you to come in.   Her soft order disrupts you and your activity, as the flush on your face is renewed.  She doesn’t try to cover herself up, but simply smiles when she turns around to look at you.

With her hands crossed in front and resting them on her knees, she says, “You enjoy what you see” – it was a statement not a question.

You try and feint ignorance, but your mommy – the one that had once held you as a baby, changed your diapers and nursed you at her bosom, knows you all to well.  With a wave of her hand and a soft chuckle, she stands up, takes your hand in hers and leads you to her bed.  Your heart races; your eyes linger on your mommy’s panties, her bra, her garter belt, her silky stockings; she touches you where your hand once was and continues where you had left off.

“It’s all right dear; I know all about such things…let me teach you….”

Care to help me finish my little fantasy?  Give me a call and we can do so together…taboo has never been so delicious…

Gina

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In honor of the up coming holiday, I thought I would bring back a classic Christmas song for all you panty lovers, heeheehee..

So let’s all gather around the fire and have a good ole fashioned sing-a-long, shall we? (sung to the tune of Winter Wonderland)

Lacy things — the wife is missin’

Didn’t ask — her permission

I’m wearin’ her clothes

Her silk pantyhose

Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear

In the store — there’s a teddy

Little straps — like spaghetti

It holds me so tight

Like handcuffs at night

Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear

In the office there’s a guy named Melvin

He pretends that I am Murphy Brown

He’ll say, “Are you ready?” I’ll say, “Whoa, Man!”

“Let’s wait until our wives are out of town!”

Later on, if you wanna

We can dress — like Madonna

Put on some eyeshade

And join the parade

Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear!

Lacy things… missin’

Didn’t ask… permission

Wearin’ her clothes

Her silk pantyhose

Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear

Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear

Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear!

Have a great holiday everyone!

Ella

Little sissy baby has been learning – I’ve finally got him in diapers where he belongs; he has purchased a paci and a new pink bottle to drink out of, and has even ordered some sissy panties.  The main thing little sissy baby has been learning is not to make his Mommy angry with him!

He was very naughty, and I simply will not put up with such antics.  So my little sissy baby got ignored by Mommy and had to cry alone in his messy, wet diaper for a long, LONG time before Mommy finally listened to his constant begging and gave him another chance.  Now he knows Mommy is the one in control and not him, and it’s time for him to learn how to be a good little baby.

Pick up the phone little baby, and find a strong, confident and sometimes even cruel Mommy that will control you.

Mommy Maggie

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I found this version of the nursery rhyme; I thought it was cute, so I thought I would share it with all of you –

Little boy blue come blow your horn.

The sheep’s in the meadow the cow’s in the corn!

And where is the boy who looks after the sheep?

SHE’s under a haystack diapered neat!

____________

Little boy pink come make a wish

The stars in the sky send you their kiss

As you dream of a world so happy and free

Warm in thick diapers being rocked fast asleep!

Mommy Gina

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Just a few of my interests:

Incest ~ Strap on play ~ sissy training ~ petticoat punishment ~ adult babies ~ diaper lovers

The other day I found my little one rummaging through my panty draw, fondling my delicates, holding them up to himself, prancing about – not just like a little sissy, but as a sissy slut.  So I decided if he wants to be a little sissy slut, then I will help him in his endeavors.

I dressed him up in the slinkiest little outfit, put a blonde wig with lots of cascading curls on his head, did his makeup and nails, and put the sexiest heels on him. Then I placed a few calls to some of my male friends and asked if they would be interested in renting a sissy slut to do with what they please.

Naturally they were more then enthusiastic and came right over!  Well let me tell you, they had such delicious fun with my little sissy slut, one right after another, over and over and over again!

And when all my friends were done “renting” my little slut, she found herself used, abused, and filled to the brim, barely able to walk, hehe.  I informed her that she will have to get used to it, for I have already gotten lots of requests to rent her, and of course I told them yes!

So, who’s up to being rented out next?

Mommy Maggy

There is this particular sissy baby (we will call him baby S) – well, he would deny it emphatically, but make no mistakes, he is a sissy baby.  We are in the process of having him accept the fact that deep inside, he truly is a little sissy baby – he isn’t having too many issues with the baby part per say; it’s the sissy part that seems to be the source of his conflict.  He grumbles about wearing a diaper, yet he wears them.  (He looks so cute with his tushie all puffed out from his thick diaper!  And when we cover it with ruffles…ADORABLE!!)  Now he moans and groans when he is put in something pretty and pink and full of ruffles and lace, protesting that he is not a sissy baby, but the fact of the matter is, is that his little peepee says other wise!  It gets all tingly when it is put in something so frilly, and it will swell in approval, giving his true inner self away.

So in an effort to help him accept his true self, I have instructed him to say this little line…over and over and over again…. (if you see him in the chatroom, ask him to say it for you, hehehe)

Now repeat after me –

…I’m a pretty little sissy baby…

…I’m a pretty little sissy baby…

…I’m a pretty little sissy baby…

Maggie

Ha, Don’t even try and tell me it is hard!!!! *laughs while tears stream down my face* OMG pull on it, cum on little sissy boy, you can do better than that! Pull Harder! HARDER! Make it grow like Pinocchio’s Nose *laughs hysterically* Oh, poor baby gona cry *giggles* Wait! Wait! Did it move LOL!!!!!

I love to tease you and your imaginary friend between your legs LOL!!!!!!!!!!!

Jenna

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“Well now, isn’t this a surprise.”

You jump ten feet as you twirl around at my little comment, my dirty panties still clenched in your hands, still pressed upon your nose.

“Now what would your mother say if she knew you were rummaging through my dirty panties?  That when you were supposed to be helping your neighbor with projects around the house, you were actually fondling her panties; sniffing her panties; licking her panties.  Think she would be proud to know her son has a major panty fetish?”

I can’t help but chuckle to myself as you stutter and stammer, at first trying to deny, but then begging me not to tell, that you will do anything, anything at all if I would only promise to keep this little indiscretion private.

“Hmmmm…anything? You will do what ever I say?”

You nod frantically, grasping at the one life line I seem to be throwing you. Glancing at your young, firm body, at the pup tent that is ever present inside those pants of yours, a wicked little smile comes across my face.  Oh yes, I can think of quite a few things for you to do.

“All right my dear, but you will have to do EXACTLY as I say…”

Maggy

Most of my callers want to find their feminine side. They long to become my sissy and treated like the little girl they are. They enjoy being dolled up and regressed, told of all the things girls do and taught how to act and how to look. Others want to become fully submissive and have me treat them like a little sissy slut. Some want to be my complete cuckold slave and denied pleasure and used for demoralizing chores and humiliated. Whichever their pleasure I am always happy to oblige. I love to dress them in frilly little outfits, teach them to shave, paint their nails; do up their hair and make-up. I make them perform acts for my guest, pleasure my boyfriends, Fuck their tight little pussys, have them be my little bitch. Nothing gives me more pleasure then to watch my sissy sub come to my devious demands!

Do you need lessons on how to become a sissy wench?

Then Call Mizz. Rebecca for your lesson now!

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I caught the little hamper skunk searching for my panties today. His pathetic little dick getting harder with every pair of dirty panties he touched. It is so funny to watch him become excited, breathing harder, pent up juices leaking from his little dick. I just can’t help but laugh at him when he realizes he has been caught. I know he just loves dirty panties, sucking the crotch of the panties tasting the pussy juices, licking the cream off them panties; jacking his little peepee into the panties, shooting his little load into dirty panties. I love grinding my panty covered crotch into his little pussy whipped panty boy face.

So tell me, are you a pussy whipped panty boy also??

Maggie

Ya know, sometimes I just can’t decide on what type of punishment and humiliation to impose on my play things.  Should I dress him up in a slutty little number?  How about forcing them into a diaper and deny him the use of a toilet?  And of course there are the reliable and faithful restraints.  Hmmmmm…decisions, decisions.  And then I think, why choose? Why not all three?  A nice thick diaper, a sweet lacey garter belt and stockings, and locked and restrained – perfect!  Oh, and did I mention that before the diapering takes place, that a suppository and a butt plug are firmly put in place? And that lipstick in harlot red is applied?

So, be fair warned all you Adult Babies, Diaper Lovers, and Sissies alike – if you are asked which punishment should be used on you, you should give and answer… else you end up being subjected to many all at once!

Gina

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You asked me what color my panties were. And so I told you.

You asked me what kind they were. And so I told you.

And then I paused.

And I asked you…

What color are YOUR panties?

And you paused.

“How did you know I was wearing panties!!!???”

I know because you’re a little sissy, that’s how.

You didn’t even have to tell me you were a sissy.

I knew from the moment you said “hello” on the phone.

How is that?

Cause I am GOOD…Thats how!

Jenna

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Nanny usually takes care of little boys, and I love them like they were my own. Sometimes, though, I wish I had some little girls in the nursery to play dress-up, have a tea party, and play house. Instead of feeling sorry for myself I settle for something just as fun: I dress my boys up.

Once in awhile I will find a little one that delights in playing along. I love that! I have also found that some little boys absolutely hate being done up fancy. Well who would have guessed that something so harmless as ribbon and frill could be so effective in getting bad, rough and tumble little boys to behave? The threat of being all dressed up like that for Nanny’s amusement is all the more terrifying because you know that I will follow through. Behave, or we’re going to play what I want to play!

Bad little boys, especially rough boys with bad manners, need to be taught some finesse and Nanny needs to have her fun.

Your Naughty Nanny Ella

You just got home from school and as you walk in you see mommy has shopping bags on the couch. You glance at them and feel excitement because maybe mommy has got something for you in one of those bags. You run into the laundry room where you can hear mommy doing laundry. Pulling on the hem of her dress you exclaim “mommy, mommy did you buy me something”? Mommy looks at you lovingly and says “actually sweetie, I got something for the both of us”! You take mommy’s hand and walk with her out to the living room, she hands you the bag and tells you to see what mommy got. You open the bag and glance inside, all you see is a frilly white “girl” dress with little red flowers. You look at mommy with a very confused look. “Honey isn’t it pretty, go and put it on for mommy”. You take the dress with your head to the floor because you really don’t want to put on the “girl dress”. You do it because you always hear how mommy coo’s over all of the little cute girl babies, and you always wish mommy would coo at you the same way! You come back out with the dress and matching bottoms on and mommy’s face lights up with joy! You realize that if mommy is so happy seeing you in that dress, it’s actually not that bad. You always want to make mommy happy! That’s why you will always be the best aby you can be for mommy!

Mommy Lexus
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He looked back at me
And wiggled his nose
Seems he wanted me to follow
So, I quickly arose.

I started down that trail
Amongst the forest’s trees
As that rabbit scurried off
As quickly as you’d please.

He stopped at the next bend
He once more looked at me
And as I moved nearer
He turned once more to flee.

I moved deeper in the forest
It was dark and kinda silent
I looked around the trail’s curve
To see where that rabbit went.

He sat in an open clearing
Of clover covered ground
Amidst a group of creatures
That had gathered around.

They all watched me warily
But, they didn’t turn to run
The rabbit said, “Come join us.
Come join in our fun.”

I asked, “How do you speak?
Am I losing my mind?
If I close my eyes and look again,
I wonder what I’ll find?”

He said, “You’re in our world now,
And if you’ll truly believe,
You will be amazed at things
Your heart and mind perceive.”

“You will see life as it should be,
If you’ll take the time to look.
You’ll find all those stories true,
As told in the fairytale book.”

“You’ll see we live in peace,
And nearly perfect harmony.
You’ll learn what it really means
To be happy, safe and free.”

I sat down with legs crossed
And said, “Please tell me more.
This sounds like the very place
That I have been searching for.”

“I’m tired of all the hassle
Of this world in which I live
Where they all think, I want to take,
When I only want to give.”

“It’s a plastic/cardboard place
Where nothing’s really real.
Where so many things are only said,
Without the will to feel.”

“So, if I like it here with you
Will I be able to stay?
Or will you force me to return
To where they play those games they play?”

He said, “Humans are so foolish!
They are filled with hate and greed
They rip the life from the Earth
After they’ve planted it’s seed.”

You say you want to stay with us
But, that can not be allowed,
For if we welcome one of you
Before long, there’ll be a crowd.”

“We will let you stay for awhile
Try to teach you what we know
That this World can live in Peace
And then, you’ll have to go.”

But then I awakened
And realized, I’d dreamed
But I can’t get over how real

bye del abe jone

Minnie

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Bet you thought I wasn’t going to find out, didn’t you? That you secretly like to parade about in your thick fluffy diapers when I’m away. Such a bad baby, hiding the fact that you are an adult baby! Oh, but don’t you worry your pretty like head over it sweetie pie, mommy is going to rectify this little over site of yours. In fact, I am going to do you one better – I’ve decided that being a big baby wasn’t embracing your true inner self. I’ve decided that what you truly are, is a big sissy baby that needs to be adorned in pink satin and lace with all the trimmings.

Now I have gone through a lot of effort to make your special day absolutely perfect – after all, it isn’t everyday that a mommy gets to indoctrinate her closet diaper lover into the wonderful world of sissy-hood! I can’t wait to see your face as I take you by the hand and show you your brand new nursery and your very first sissy dress!!

Aren’t you going to be the prettiest little sissy on the block!

Mommy Maggie

When baby boy graduated from his baby crib to his big boy bed he discovered a few advantages…that’s if you didn’t get caught! Mommy is very strict about baby boy’s bedtime and when Mommy tucks her baby in he is in bed for the night. Mommy would have to continually repeat herself “you’re a big boy now and must follow big boys rules” however baby boy was a naughty little boy who never listened.

He also knew little boys should not be snooping in Mommy’s panty draw yet little baby boy could not help himself and dived head first into her silky panties. Finally baby boy found his favorite pair and couldn’t resist pulling off his freshly changed diaper and replaced it with the Mommy’s silky pink panties!

Naughty baby boy was so overcome with excitement he didn’t hear Mommy climbing the stairs until it was almost too late! The last thing baby boy counted on was Mommy coming to bed early. In his haste to get back to his bed he left his diaper in the middle of Mommy’s bedroom floor!

It’s just a matter of time!

Mommy Maggie

My, My arent we making a statement with these pantyhose! Why yes we are. Do you think you are sissy enough to wear them? I would love to see you try and pull it off.  Need some Sissy Webcam Lessons on how to be the best Sissy you can be? I would love to instruct you to be the Sexy Cross Dresser! Now be a good girl and listen to Mommy Rebecca and rush out and buy your new slut wear rush back home to have your sissy lesson call and we will prepare you for your night on the town.

Sexing.it.up with Rebecca

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Now this is how I like to see my little ones – bare assed, red and raw from a severe session of spankings, and bent over the toilet receiving an enema. It’s always good to remind my guys who is exactly in charge and what the consequences are for misbehaving and/or not following instructions. Heck, they can get this treatment if I’m just in the mood, LOL! Hmmmmm, I feel the urge coming on now – what unsuspecting victim, I mean little one, shall I satisfy my urges on today?

Gina