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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February 13, 2016
This week at the AB/DL nursery started out pretty much the same as last week. my bABies Cammie and Alyssa were up to their same shenanigans. I don’t know how they managed it but somehow got some more paint and painted more pictures on the walls. Cam must have a secret person delivering McDonalds for Alyssa and himself. I think every day when I came to pick them up they had nuggets and fries. Alyssa’s attention seeking has been a problem lately because when her diaper is wet, she will […]
February 8, 2016
I cannot believe you peed in the bed again. Oh my goodness. You hang your head in shame as I’m glaring at you. You say you’re sorry once more but I’m pretty sure this is not going to be the last time. I decide its time to make you a diaper boy and put you in diapers from now on. You complain that you don’t want to be in diapers but I’m firm with my decision and you complain saying “you’re too big for diapers”. I laugh and say “big […]