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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July 16, 2011
I’ve been fascinated as of late with different forms of subduing techniques. I have put the question to the forums over on Phone a Mommy, and I thought I might bring the subject here as well. From cuffs, to potions to being immobilized by many pairs of hands to blackmail – so very many ways to be restrained for one purpose or another. Now the other night in the chatroom, our resident Daddy Paul brought up the possibility of plastic wrap. Well let me tell you, this peaked my interest. […]
July 16, 2011
Last night my poor aby woke up crying in the middle of the night, poor aby was burning up and I had to take his temperature. But aby would not stop crying and I could not get a proper reading of his temp with the ear thermometer… that’s when I had to open his adult diaper and resort to getting the anal thermometer my mother used to use on me as a aby. That’s right I took his temp the old fashioned way and it’s a good thing I did […]