Baby Betsy
My Bio:
Hi, this is Bessie baby. I like to be a baby, and I like to be changed and spoiled by a loving mom or dad. I like breastfeeding and my mother feeds me her warm and soft milk-filled tits. I also like my dad to change me and spend more time applying diaper rash medicine to me. Of course it was because he said he wanted to make sure his children were adequately protected, but it felt good. Taking a shower is one of my favorite moments. When Dad took off my clothes and asked me to sit in the bathtub gently, waiting for me to finish the bath, and then he kept foaming for me to play. He filled my bathtub with bath toys bought for me. I like my building blocks, the rubber duck is the best. Before I started washing and getting ready for bed, he made sure I had a good time. After the bath time, my dad applied lotion to me because he said that our bodies need to drink water so that my dad can feel soft. So after washing the lotion, he put my diaper on me and put me next to him so that I could fall asleep. Before I fall asleep, he will make sure that I am well and relaxed. He would play my favorite lullaby and massage me to sleep. I hope you can come and be my new dad because he has been working here day and night recently. Do I really want to play? Love baby bessie
Love Baby Betsy
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Being Changed by Daddy
Wearing Diapys
Playing in Nursery
Bottle Feeding
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March 19, 2026
I woke up in my crib wearing the cutest baby pink satin dress Mommy picked out. It’s all poofy layers of chiffon and tulle that swish and rustle every time I toddle, with tiny white lace hearts sewn along the hem like they’re giggling at me. Underneath? My thick, crinkly diaper, the kind with the little teddy bears on the front so everyone knows I’m a little sissy baby, and the frilliest pair of panties ever, pure white with rows of baby pink ruffles that peek out no matter how […]
March 13, 2026
It started with Mommy calling me into the living room, her voice like warm honey. “Come here, my precious rose bud,” she cooed, and I waddled over in my fluffy pink dress, the one with layers of lace that swish swish against my thighs. The fabric is so silky, hugging my curves in all the right places, making me feel like a dainty doll ready for tea time. Underneath, my lacy panties peeked out just a bit, all frilly and white with tiny rosebuds embroidered on them, but today Mommy […]