Feminization storytime for ABDL phone sex lovers.

Do you love ABDL phone sex? Good. Me too. I usually think kids are more fun than adults — their sense of play isn’t inhibited by years of soul-crushing adulthood, disappointment, learning to “act normal,” etc. But I’ve never been much for babysitting ACTUAL babies.

Infants, toddlers who can’t talk yet . . . how is that supposed to be fun for me? The only kind of “babies” I like to babysit are the grown-up kind: the ADULT baby kind.

Nothing gets me wetter than humiliating the fuck out of some “poor, helpless man” (ha) either pretend against his will — or not pretend! Most men find themselves powerless to my girlish charms and I take pride in things former lovers have called me they intended to be insulting, like a “soul-sucking succubus” for example.

Some people just don’t know how to have fun . . . but adult babies sure do! And honestly, I have a bit of a burp fetish.

Being an adult baby is already pretty sissy for a “grown man,” but I like to take sissifying my ABDL callers’ degradation a sissified step further. For all you little sissy babies out there reading this, it’s time for an extra special storytime!

You cum sit on my lap, your pretty babysitter you love getting attention from so much. I open the pages of my book and there’s a picture of you in your diaper.

“Isn’t that neat?” I point, then take your itty bitty baby finger and trace around the picture. Your little hands quiver with polymorphously perverse excitement . . .

“Once upon a time there was a little baby boy who didn’t wanna grow up to be a boy. He wanted to grow up to be a pretty girl just like his special babysitter.”

You can’t really control your face or your excitement, and you start to drool . . . such a good story already, isn’t it? You watch as I turn the page, my pretty soft hand grazing your pudgy baby fingers.

“This baby was a very lucky little sissy baby because his babysitter was not only very beautiful but also VERY smart. She knew exactly what to do: play dress-up with her teeny tiny boy-girl baby!”

The next page has a bright illustration of all the little dresses you wish Mommy and Daddy would buy for you and the pink flowery diapers you cry for when they take you to the store. You gurgle with pleasure . . . you’re getting SO excited!

I look down at you in my lap and say, “Guess what? It’s not just in the book! Today we’re going to play dress up and even learn some new games. Are you ready for me to play with you, little baby??”

You coo with joy as I pull those flowery pink diapers out of my diaper bag. You have the BEST babysitter EVER!!

Wanna cum get a diaper change AND sissified? Everyone knows you’re not really a baby boy, anyway!

If you love ABDL phone sex and sissification, you know what to do . . . 

xoxo,

Verbal Humiliation

Your Supreme Goddess Raven