August 24, 2015

Don’t Tell Mommy

You have been such a good little sissy, that I’ve decided it’s time for a surprise. Your mommy and daddy are going to be gone for a while, so your wonderful ABDL babysitter went out and picked up a special outfit that I want you to wear tonight! After I strip you naked, I’m going to put a cute little diaper on you and help you into your new, tiny, lacy maid dress. I’ll help you slip into your new white stockings, slowly pulling them up on each leg, before I put you in your new black heels. After getting you dressed, I’ll let you pick out your favorite wig and make up; after all, you want to look your best for our company! When I finish with your makeup, I’ll take you by the hand and lead you downstairs for your big moment and you better make sure you behave! I’ve got a whole closet full of new toys to punish you with: paddles and whips, gags and riding crops, it’s going to be a fun night.. and your big surprise? I invited my boyfriend over, just for you! And looking at the bulge in his pants… I’d say he’s happy to see you. Have fun, you little slut, and remember… Don’t tell mommy! ~ Babysitter Brittney 888-430-2010
October 21, 2012

Good Night Sitter

The other day I was getting a ride home from one of my ABies daddies. When we were getting to my house he asked if he could walk me in. When we got into my house he thanked me for taking such good care of his ABy. “Someone should take care of you every once in a while,” he said. “Let me put you to bed.” He took me up to my room and started to undress me. Once I was nude he had me lay down while he rubbed lotion up my legs, between my thighs, up over my tummy and small perky tits until all my skin was all smooth and soft. He gave me an extra special rub between my legs before he pulled a fresh pair of panties on me. He held me in his arms and then pulled a soft cotton t-shirt on over my head. He pulled open my covers and helped me into my bed. He pulled the covers back up around me and tucked me in nice and snug and gave me a sweet soft kiss. Sometimes even ABy babysitters need to be taken care of by daddies too! xoxo Samantha 1.888.430.2010
January 16, 2011

Diaper Dreams

I had a very very strange dream a couple of nights ago. I was walking down a road and I came up on a house, and there were all these AB’s crawling around outside in the grass lol. They were like a flock of birds, like moving as one, one would go to the right they would all go to the right, it was a flock of AB’s. Anyway, there was this woman yelling out the window for them to get in the house, of course they weren’t listening. So I’m standing there watching this happen and I look down and there are all these packages of diapers so I start chucking them lol and all the little ones come crawling over (that was a bit creepy actually) so it dawns on me to make this trail of diapers to the front door and after a little while I managed to get all of them inside. Then all of a sudden I was in a Starbucks (I seriously despise Starbucks btw) yelling at the Barista because they forgot my vanilla in my iced mocha. Yeah….it was odd. lol Stacie 1-888-430-2010
October 18, 2010

A Boy Named Sue

Well, my daddy left home when I was three, and he didn’t leave much to Ma and me, just this old guitar and a bottle of booze. Now I don’t blame him because he run and hid, but the meanest thing that he ever did was before he left he went and named me Sue. Well, he must have thought it was quite a joke, and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks, it seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I’d get red and some guy would laugh and I’d bust his head, I tell you, life ain’t easy for a boy named Sue. Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean. My fist got hard and my wits got keen. Roamed from town to town to hide my shame, but I made me a vow to the moon and the stars, I’d search the honky tonks and bars and kill that man that gave me that awful name. But it was Gatlinburg in mid July and I had just hit town and my throat was dry. I’d thought i’d stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon in a street of mud and at a table dealing stud sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue. Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad from a worn-out picture that my mother had and I knew the scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and bent and gray and old and I looked at him and my blood ran cold, and I said, “My name is Sue. How do you do? Now you’re gonna die.” Yeah, that’s what I told him. Well, I hit him right between the eyes and he went down but to my surprise he came up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth. And we crashed through the wall and into the street kicking and a-gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. I tell you I’ve fought tougher men but I really can’t remember when. He kicked like a mule and bit like a crocodile. I heard him laughin’ and then I heard him cussin’, he went for his gun and I pulled mine first. He stood there looking at me and I saw him smile. And he said, “Son, this world is rough and if a man’s gonna make it, he’s gotta be tough and I knew I wouldn’t be there to help you along. So I gave you that name and I said ‘Goodbye’. I knew you’d have to get tough or die. And it’s that name that helped to make you strong.” Yeah, he said, “Now you have just fought one helluva fight, and I know you hate me and you’ve got the right to kill me now and I wouldn’t blame you if you do. But you ought to thank me before I die for the gravel in your guts and the spit in your eye because I’m the nut that named you Sue.” Yeah, what could I do? What could I do? I got all choked up and I threw down my gun, called him pa and he called me a son, and I came away with a different point of view and I think about him now and then. Every time I tried, every time I win and if I ever have a son I think I am gonna name him Bill […]
April 25, 2010

Sweet as Sweet Can Be

I think this is soooooooooooooo cute, and precious!  I want it sooooooooo badly. *giggle*  I can just see you standing there wearing it, thinking I’m not home yet, and I catch you! HAHAHA! This reminds me of Vegas, Vegas Show Girl Sissy.  I can see you having to prance around in front of me and my friends in this, ears and all. *giggle* Jenna 1-888-430-2010
January 3, 2010

Nursery Rhymes

Sometimes when I get a call I am asked to repeat Nursery Rhymes or read Stories to the abies and sissys. I have to say, I really enjoy doing this. It gives the feeling of me being there, holding them on my lap, or sitting up right on the bed as they lay there sucking on their paci and holding their favorite stuffed toy. Do you have a favorite Nursery Rhyme that you like to hear? Give me a call and we can have some special time together before you go ni ni. Hugs and Kisses, Stacie 1-888-430-2010
November 8, 2009

Cute and Bad

How can you be cute and bad you ask? Just talk to any of the little one’s that call me, they are all cute and bad lol. They try and they try to use it to their advantage, but it never works. I can be very strict, but I can also be very loving as well. See the way they act dictates on how I respond, if they are all full of love, then they get affection back, if they are naughty then the only thing they get back is discipline. What do you need today? Stacie 1 888 430 2010
October 1, 2009

I'm The Girl….

LOL I love this little graphic. And you know what? It fits me so well. You Mom could never come up with the stuff I do. I make role playing on the phone fun and every time you call it will be different. I don’t like doing the same thing over and over, unless of course you do. 🙂 This is one reason I love what I do. I get to be super creative and have fun while doing it. Stacie 1.888.430.2010
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