Phone A Mommy

Chapter 4

“Bon Jour Agent Marx,” her slight French accent softened ever syllable. Noami was the perfect nanny. She was a delicious 21 year old from Quebec with a dancers body. Perfect round little behind, though her breast were too large for ballet, she had sparkling blue eyes that seemed to pulse ...

Thank you Momma Liz, In my case you are too kind in your praise however you are right in that there are some very talented writers here. Of course it is all you pretty Mommy's that inspire us!

Chapter 3

Exhaustion racked my body as the cords pulled me to the spread eagle position. Finding no comfort on the hard wooden floor I lay awake most of the time they left me since my torture. Finally succumbing to a fitful few moments of dozing only to be awakened by the light from the bare bulb ...

Chapter 2

Agent Demarco rifled through her desk looking for the plane ticket she received the day before. She knew she should just calm down and it would come to her. The excitement of her first field assignment was getting the best of her and she employed some calming techniques she had learned ...

Chapter 1


I try to get out to the running track a couple of times a week before breakfast. It’s not that I am a fanatic on health or anything but it’s good for the cardio and it keeps the excess pounds from creeping on. I’m not a big guy, only 5’7” and it wouldn’t take much for me to look fat. I ...

Very interesting thread, and since my wife is a seamstress, I know thread!

Of course Angelina tops the list in all categories, Baby sitter, mommy or sex Goddess.

I have always had a thing for Sandra Bulock, it started when I dreamed about her changing me. Nuff said.

Katherin Heigel from Greys ...

DMScarlet Wrote:


Oh my! I do not think the world is ready for that yet. Maybe we could start small like our own island. Laughing

I like this idea a lot. Our own island nation. We could set up banking as the principal means of finance, people are always looking to hide money off shore.

Our flag ...

Sorry, this is a short update. More to follow.



I decided I would not let her know what I was feeling inside and returned her icy gaze. Patting her lumpy diaper I said, “Maybe so, however it’s my turn now.” She started to drift a little as the sleeping pills we ground into her bottle started ...

I had an occasional wet bed as a kid but a couple times in a year wouldn't put me in the catagory of a "bedwetter." When it did happen it was treated as a non-issue, of course there are 9 kids in my family so it took a lot to get a rise out of my parents.

I have no clue as to what developed/created ...

Where is the nest chapter, I demand the next chapter, Wah wah wah!!!

Seriously though, I really enjoy your writing. The feminization isn't my "turn on" but the story is awesome. I await the next installment with worms on my tongue. (Baited Breath)

This is a great story. The slow (but not too slow) build up to things is excellent. Really looking forward to more...

The amazing thing is how well you maintain continuity of writing in "her perspective" I often times will blow that with out trying to write from an 'other
perspective. You have a real gift there.

Excellent continuation. You once again, left me wanting more. Well done.

If you could put a voice to Random Thoughts, I would be greatful and honored.
Thanks!
Demon

So glad you are enjoying it. As I kind of live the story as I write it (Metaphoricly speaking) I'm a little afraid of where it's going. Is that odd?

Anyway, thanks.

I woke up early and found Mandy staring at me over the top of the crib rail. She looked sad and I asked her what was wrong. She told me that the way things are going, she was worried about me and missed the fun we used to have together. She said she didn’t like the fact that Mona forbade her from ...

Leave it to you to draw that inference. You are a wicked baby sitter.

Please don't ever change!

You would like Mona, you big meany! lol

Thanks for the kind words they mean a lot comming from you, I too have enjoyed your work!

Thanks again

The Demon

You're really too kind, just happy you like it...

This is a mix of reality and Wild Fantasy, hope you enjoy

New Story: The Girl Next Door’s New Job.

When I was five years old a new family moved in next store to us. My mom and I were excited because it was an older neighbor hood and there weren’t any kids my age and they had two children.

Tim ...