September 10, 2011

One Inch Tall

If you were only one inch tall, you’d ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you’d walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You’d swing upon a spider’s thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You’d surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn’t hug your mama, you’d just have to hug her thumb. You’d run from people’s feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write– ‘Cause I’m just one inch tall). by Shel Silverstein Silvie Enjoy the shrinking fantasy would so enjoy doing that to you
September 4, 2011

The sissy fairies

The Sissy Fairies The Sissy Fairies are so sweet! They love to spread magic and joy wherever they go! They dance and prance in the Enchanted Forest, dressed  in all manner of girly clothes! In tutus and tiaras, or pink frilly dresses, they float and flutter through the sky! As they twirl and sparkle, they’ll sing you a song — the Sissy’s Lullaby: “Oh, my sweet sissy, you just look so pretty when you don those ruffled, lacey things! “Now it’s time for bed, so lay down your head, and we’ll give you the loveliest dreams: “Of makeup and flowers and mommy’s magical powers to transform you into a girl! “Of silk stockings and joys of winking at boys as you sashay your way through the world! “Femininity is luxurious! It’s OK if you’re curious to try out life as a sissy! So just keep in mind, in this roleplay you’ll find: That there’s no such thing as ‘too prissy'” Mommy Crissy, 1*888*430*2010 And remember, Mommy Crissy specializes in abdl, sissification, mommy fetish, and diaper fetish, just to name a few!
September 1, 2011

The End of Summer

Sweet smell of phlox drifting across the lawn— an early warning of the end of summer. August is fading fast, and by September the little purple flowers will all be gone. Season, project, and vacation done. One more year in everybody’s life. Add a notch to the old hunting knife Time keeps testing with a horny thumb. Over the summer months hung an unspoken aura of urgency. In late July galactic pulsings filled the midnight sky like silent screaming, so that, strangely woken, we looked at one another in the dark, then at the milky magical debris arcing across, dwarfing our meek mortality. There were two ways to live: get on with work, redeem the time, ignore the imminence of cataclysm; or else take it slow, be as tranquil as the neighbors’ cow we love to tickle through the barbed wire fence (she paces through her days in massive innocence, or, seeing green pastures, we imagine so). In fact, not being cows, we have no choice. Summer or winter, country, city, we are prisoners from the start and automatically, hemmed in, harangued by the one clamorous voice. Not light but language shocks us out of sleep ideas of doom transformed to meteors we translate back to portents of the wars looming above the nervous watch we keep. By Rachel Hadas Mommy Lorraine Mommy Lorraine is always around to play with babies and sissies
August 29, 2011

Mommy Angel

Mommy Angel I’ll watch over you and care for you when you’re feeling down and lonely. I’ll nurture you and nuzzle you and keep you safe from harm. Your mommy angel will be with you every step of the way. When life gets hard and you need someone you can always think of me … Your mommy angel. Mommy Crissy, 1*888*430*2010
August 19, 2011

I Need You Daddy

Is there a Daddy out there for me? One that can take good care of me, and all my adult baby needs.  I love being an ABDL but it’s not always so easy.  I hate being judged and dismissed as being crazy or perverted.  Not everyone understands my strong need to be cared for and treated like a little baby.  It’s hard trying to meet a Mommy or Daddy to love me just the way I am, to change my soiled diapers and keep baby clean.  There’s bath time and bedtime and feedings in between.  I need a Mommy or Daddy who will do all these things for me.  I know there’s someone out there who will accept me for the adult baby diaper girl that I am. Baby Betsy 888-430-2010
August 17, 2011

Little Sissy Girl

Last night I sat one of the naughtiest little babies that I have ever come across! He kept shouting out no-no words, grabbing at my breasts, and making huge messes in his little diaper!! I tried spanking, time outs, no television, but nothing worked!!!!   It came to the point where I just couldn’t take it any more, so I turned this bratty baby into a little sissy girl, and laughed hysterically at him!!! This punishment sure worked!!! The little sissy baby was dressed up in her little pink bonnet, princess pacifier, pink footsie pajamas, and of course a little pink disposable diaper, with plastic crinkly pants!   I hate to say it, but I had FUN torturing the little sissy baby for being such a brat earlier!!!!   So if you are a naughty baby…this might happen to you if you act up while I babysit you!!!     Nanny Ella 1-888-430-2010
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