November 19, 2018

Just Like Mommy

  Danny crept into his sexy Mommy‘s bedroom with one goal in mind, to play dress up with her pretty lacy panties. It seemed like lately every time he had the house to himself, all he could think of was sneaking into her room and living out his naughty sissy boy fantasies of being treated like a helpless young girl, dressed up in the silkiest bits of his Mommy’s intimates. Just pulling open the pantie drawer on her dresser was enough excitement to get his itsy bitsy pee pee to stand at attention. He let out a little moan at the sight of his favorite things, and noticed some new pairs! It was like a little sissy girl Christmas just for Danny, and he pulled his silly boy clothes off as quickly as possible, shedding any hint of masculinity along with them, he reached for the first silk and lace bikini pair he could grab. He was lost in his sissy dress up moment… Click HERE to talk to a phone sex mommy 1-888-430-2010 XOXO Mommy Jackie #abdl #diaperlover #sissy
October 1, 2011

Enemas it does a body good!

Hello Class, please quickly take your seats we have a big day planned! Today, is Enema Day! The only time you are expelled without being sent home *laughs sadistically* I have a variety of methods we will use today both bag and disposable enemas. I have laced the bottles and sippy cups that are on your desk, Please drink up! I have a stack of diapers, suppositories and various butt plugs. So we will begin with the front row, everyone will come to the front of the class and let the expelling begin! Mizz Rebecca 1 888 430 2010
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
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