Diaper Lacy

ABDL Lacy
ABDL Lacy
ABDL Lacy
ABDL Lacy
  

My Bio: 


      Hi, this is Lacey. I am a woman who loves to pretend, she is a little woman with her waist back to her youth. I like the return of age very much. I really don't want to develop because I choose to be much younger. The easiest time I don't mind being a mother is after I can be the mother of an age-regressive baby. I will compete with you to ensure that you maintain high quality and comfort throughout the fun journey from your childhood. I also want to promote the return of age, but the easiest way is to ask if you are ready to be humiliated in your lower back before childhood. I can be a completely persuasive goddess of fable, make sure you reach the age I need, otherwise. I like fables and role-playing games. I can be something at any time. In fact, I have tremendous creativity and still achieve a lot of creativity in actual existence. In fact, I even dabbled in Furry Fandom around the world and appreciated it. I have become a cute kitten who likes to sit and lick when all the boys are watching and drooling* gurgling* so if you have the ability to play with a lady and show some interesting and fun-filled fables , Then I am your lady! Love ABDL lace
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  • Daddies Little Girl

  • Wetting Diapers

  • Playing in Nursery

  • Bottle Feeding

 
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October 20, 2011

Petticoat Discipline : The ROYAL Treatment

DEAR READERS, MY LYRICS WRITTEN BELOW, ARE TO BE SUNG TO THE TUNE OF THE LULLABY ENTITLED “HUSH LITTLE BABY” **************** Hush prissy sissy, don’t say a word, Mo-mmys sick of you act-ing ab-surd… If you’re whin-ing does not stop, Go-nna pin you down and jump on top… If you still keep sa-ssin’ me, Mo-mmys go-nna throw a-way the key… To your hand-cuffs locked up tight, Give in si-ssy you can’t fight… First you will be cor-set-ed, Your tu-mmy will be sucked in.. That’s too bad if you can’t breathe, […]
October 20, 2011

Consequences

You get a call from me at work – I’m disturbingly cold as I inform you that I know what you have done…and there will be consequences…severe consequences for your actions, and then I simply hang up.  You are left in a state of panic as you search your brain for a clue as to what I have discovered, taking an inventory of what wrongs you have perpetrated (it could be one of many you surmise).  When you arrive home, you call out for me, but no voice answers back.  […]