Mommy roleplay an ABDL’s potty on mommy time

We started the morning together with his favorite overnight diaper, the super thick, ultra absorbent one with the cute blue teddy bears printed all over it. It was already a little swollen and warm from his nighttime tinkles. I laid him on the changing mat, cooing softly while I wiped him clean and powdered his bottom until it smelled like fresh baby lotion. Then I slipped him into a fresh diaper: a crinkly, plastic backed daytime one with colorful ABC blocks and little ducks. So puffy and bouncy between his legs! Over that I zipped him into his soft, pastel yellow onesie with the snap crotch and the embroidered “Mommy’s Baby” on the chest. His favorite pacifier, his blue binkie with the little star handle, went right into his mouth, and he suckled happily while I rocked him.

We played for hours in the living room. I spread out his favorite toys: the stacking blocks, the plush teddy bears, and that noisy rattle that makes him giggle like crazy. He crawled around on the soft rug in his crinkly diaper, binkie bobbing, while I read him a silly picture book and tickled his padded bottom. Later I fed him his bottle, warm milk with a touch of honey, while he lay in my lap, eyes half closed, one hand clutching his favorite stuffed bunny.

By evening we were both giggling and cuddling in the bedroom. The lights were low, soft music played, and the big fluffy towels were already spread across the floor because Mommy likes to be prepared for every little surprise. My little prince was still in his yellow onesie and that now slightly saggy ABC diaper when he started squirming and tugging at the front. His big eyes looked up at me, shy and needy.

“Mommy… I hafta go potty,” he whispered around his binkie.

I smiled and stroked his cheek. “It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to use your diaper this time. Mommy has a special treat for her good boy.” I helped him unsnap the onesie buttons and peel the crinkly diaper down his legs, until i took it off setting it aside. He stood there looking so vulnerable and sweet in nothing but his onesie top. I laid down right in the middle of the towels, on my back, and opened my arms. “Come here, sweetheart. Mommy wants you to let go right on her. Aim wherever you like, baby. I’m right here for you.”

He knelt between my legs, trembling with excitement and relief. I pulled my silky robe open so he could see all of Mommy, warm and waiting. “Go on, prince. Mommy’s ready.” His eyes sparkled as he finally let go, warm, steady streams splashing across my tummy, my breasts, and down my thighs. The sound was soft and intimate on the towels, and I moaned happily, feeling every warm drop like the sweetest gift. I kept cooing the whole time: “Good boy… such a good baby for Mommy… let it all out…”

When he was finished, I pulled him down into my arms, both of us slick and glowing. I kissed his forehead, popped his binkie back in, and whispered, “Mommy loves her little ABDL boy more than anything.” We stayed there on the towels, cuddling and giggling, until I finally carried him to the bath for a gentle clean up and a fresh nighttime diaper, the extra thick one with the moon and stars pattern that holds everything until morning.

If you’re a little who dreams of days like this, come call at 1-888-430-2010 a mommy is always here to be your special caregiver, ready to change you, play with you, and make every crinkly, binkie filled fantasy come true.

Kisses and crinkles,

Mommy