April 16, 2011

Bad Boys Wear Diapers

Nanny Ella loves teaching bad boys to behave. If you can’t be good, then you don’t deserve to be treated like a big boy. Nanny is tired of bad little boys acting like babies and wanting to be treated like big boys. From now on, if you act like a baby, you will be treated like one. You know what that means, don’t you? That’s right, you naughty boy! Nanny is going to force you to strip down and then I’m going to diaper you up like the little baby that you are. If you don’t want to wear diapers, learn to be good. In the mean time, you are going to wet that diaper like a little baby and depend on Nanny to change you. I think you are going to learn your lesson.   Call Nanny Ella for a special lesson.
April 2, 2011

Naughty Nanny!

If Mommy only knew what goes on when she leaves her little abie at Nanny Ella’s Nursery! Nanny loves to play naughty with little abies. Come sit on my lap, sweety. I’ll snuggle you and cuddle you while you nuzzle into my chest. I’m going to unbutton my blouse and open the front so you can press your warm cheek against my soft tits and find my nipple with that sweet, wet little mouth. It feels so good that it gets me thinking all kinds of dirty thoughts and when no one is around I just might have to follow through. If you need love and Mommy’s gone away, Nanny Ella is happy to play. Abie ageplay, diaper fun, and tender loving care with for Nanny’s sweet little ones.   Your Naughty Nanny Ella
March 29, 2011

true sissy friendship

1. When you are sad — I will jump on the person who made you sad like a spider monkey jacked up on mountain dew. 2. When you are blue — I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you. 3. When you smile — I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in. 4. When you are scared — I will rag on you about it every chance I get. 5. When you are worried — I will tell you horrible stories about how much Worse it could be until you quit whining. 6. When you are confused — I will use little words. 7. When you are sick — Stay away from me until you are well Again. I don’t want whatever you have. 8. When you fall — I will point and laugh at your clumsy butt. 9. This is my oath…. I pledge it to the end. ”Why?” you may ask. ”Because…you are my friend”. Friendship is like peeing in your pants; everyone can see it, But only you can feel the true warmth.. Silvie by Mark Alan Keyser
March 7, 2011

Sissy Maid

I do enjoy having a little sissy maid around the house to do all the chores that i hate doing.Like laundry,dusting mopping,sweeping,driving me around,painting my fingers nails and toes nails love getting manicures and she is such a wondering at that. But her greatest fear is when she messes up and doesn’t do what she is told and gets punished for it.Would you like to know what her punishment is thought so.I take all her diapers and lock them up and she isn’t allow any diapers until she corrects what she did wrong. Lorraine
January 10, 2011

Midnight Cries

She lays sleeping or so she looks but is she really sleeping all of sudden she hears a whimper then a small cry like a baby kitten she jumps up and goes down the hall to the sounds she heard.She opens the door to the nursery she had so lovely furnished and picked out for her baby.That so special bundle that came into her arms unexpected late one night.She has never been the same since she opened her door and there you were on her doorstep.She looked into those beautiful eyes and was lost and knew then what she had to do.Because she was not giving you up to no one.She comes over to your crib and reaches down and picks you up checks your diaper knowing that your wet and hungry she grabs a diaper changes you and heads to the kitchen where she warms a fresh bottle of milk. Then proceeds back to your nursery where a big ole rocking chair sits beside the window she cuddles you close and gives you the bottle she made for you.You look up into this womans eyes wondering who is this lady that is always here for me that takes care of my every need.Who is this lady i know i will call her mommy my mommy that is who she shall be. Lorraine
November 22, 2010

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). Silvie by Shel Silverstein
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