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Kayla woke up to her diaper being ripped open she was used to this by now even Wendy would change her diaper when she was getting up from her nap.  “What time is it?” She said stretching as her diaper was now untaped and her daddy cooed at her saying what a good girl she was using her diaper just like a baby.  Why am I so tired. She thinks not having any idea about the sleeping pills in her night time bottle.   

James hated it as he never knew how they were going to treat him from day to day or even minute by minute. He only knew one thing for sure he was a baby a sissy baby.   He hated how she rocked him and patted him as he drank it was baby formula but it didn’t bother him anymore so he drank it without any problem.  He was now used to his baby food and baby formula and real food was now a treat.   Good I’m done. He thought to himself as he heard the last drops drain from the bottle.  No no not this  Gross he thought but he had no choice as he burped and spit up his baby formula he was just like an infant.  James did feel better once his face and mouth were wiped off.  Oh great! He thought as he was laid back in her lap.  He did like the view looking at her breast her smile she really was hot. He wanted to touch himself just thinking about her.  Glad she can’t read my mind.  As he begins fantasizing about her.    

Here are the lyrics to a song that I wrote some time ago; it’s about a cute little boy mouse who goes pee-pee in his diaper while wiggling on his pillow and then gets his diaper changed. Once, a little mouse, who loved to wear a puffy diaper, Thought, “It would be fun if I could waddle like a goose!” So, when he found a comfy place to lie upon his tummy, He began to waddle, and he wiggled his caboose, singing… “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers; “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers. “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers; “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers.” Now, the mouse’s diaper needed changing on the double; It was soaking wet, because the mouse had so much fun By wiggling and waddling upon his puffy pillow. Mommy changed his diaper at a quarter after one, singing… “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers; “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers. “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers; “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers.” Mommy Mouse had finished changing Little Mouse’s diaper; Little Mouse began to feel so much better then! So, after he said, “Thank you,” to his sweet and caring mother, Little Mouse decided to pretend to be a hen, clucking… “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers; “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers. “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers; “Back from, back from, back from his whiskers.”

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