“Mommy Ramona?” his little voice quivered as he spoke, true fear could be heard in his voice, and be seen on his whiny face, through the almost haunted look in his eyes. “I just want your permission to, um … uh… be your personal Adult diaper lover.” His voice trails off as he waits for a reaction from me. I am unphased by his comment, always keeping myself poised, controlled and focused. Emotion doesn’t control me. So this tends to scare the little one wanna be’s. I peer down at him, he’s already got a diaper on, a bonnet, a paci, and a bib on hand too. He is already dick deep into letting himself be free to express his true desires. I love to be the one to free the fucking diaper lover allowing it to be the freak that they always wanted to be. They want to be little, so small that they don’t know how to talk. The kind that is so small and helpless and still in a diaper. They will get to see why they will grow up to be total horn dogs and the biggest mama boys. They are stupid diaper bitches will get to see what being a freak is really like. Waking them up late at night just to touch all over that perfect body, or maybe just wanting you to breastfeed a little longer. Bath time with Mommy Romana is good too. But even though I do all of this at the end of the day I am not the nice mommy type, I only do ABDL phone sex because of the pure humiliation a baby bitch gets from me. I am not a nice Mommy at all. I am controlling and into pain, into making my babes whine and cry as I take what is mine. But, can you handle a Mommy like me you little ABDL phone sex freak?
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