August 27, 2012

Lacy’s Toys

I have two toy chests. I have my big toy chest that’s full of lots of dollys and teddys and blocks. Those are my regular playtime toys. Then I have my other toy box. It’s my very special secret toy box! That’s where I keep all my fun naughty toys. I use them for all kinds of stuff… when I’m all alone and want to make myself feel good, when my ABy playmates are over, and when I’m having my special time with Daddy. If you want, I’ll let you peek inside! I have some dildos… white ones, black ones, and a pretty sparkly purple one. I have my little pink vibrator that I use especially for tickling my clit. Lots of different anal plugs in every size and color you can imagine. Long strings of candy colored beads. Shiny clamps that pinch in different ways. And of course my shiny silver handcuffs that I love to use whether they’re on me or whoever I’m playing with! When I’m by myself my favorite way to play is like this…I start slowly rubbing my clit, my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I slip my fingers inside myself and use the juices to get my naughty bottom hole nice and wet! Then my purple anal dildo goes inside… slowly and deliciously. I position myself so that the toy stays inside me and I go back to rubbing my clitty. Soon I’m moving my hips and soft moans fill the room. Then I take my favorite dildo, black, thick and 9 inches long, and start to tease my lips with it. I push it against my entrance and let it slide it. My back arches when its full length is inside me. With increasing speed I fuck my tight pussy, till the juices are running down and wetting my ass and the bed. When I feel myself getting close, I pull the purple toy from my bottom, making me shiver. I pull the dildo out of my pussy and lift my bottom, holding the big black dildo in the perfect position. I lower myself down on it and am nearly […]
August 5, 2012

Lacy Playtime

I hate it when daddy leaves me, but sometimes I have my own special Lacy playtime, and it makes me feel better till daddy gets back. Daddy always changes my diaper before he leaves, so I can feel nice and fresh then he leaves me in my room to play while he is gone. I have my nice plushies to cuddle with and my favorite pink pacifier to suckle on. Pretty soon after daddy leaves I get to feelin really lonely. I start to miss him more and I wish he was there to make me feel good. I lay back on my bed and cuddle my big puppy plushy and I tickle my tummy the way daddy does. Rubbing my hand over my diaper, my hips start to push up. I slide my hand inside my diaper and feel the warm wetness from the tinkle I made. I tickle my fingers over my smooth pussy lips and close my eyes and hug my plushy tight. I let my fingers slide between my wet lips and start to rub up and down. Squeezing my plushy tight against me I slide a finger inside myself and let my thumb rub up against my clitty. Soon I’m squealing and moaning, pushing my plushy between my legs and wrapping m MMmmm I wrap my legs around him and push my hips against him…. oohh I feel the warm soft feeling coming and moan loudly as I feel my pussy explode in my diaper. When I catch my breath I pull my plushy back up and wrap my arms around him, getting nice and snuggly. I let myself drift off to sleep feeling happy and fuzzy. I know daddy will be home when I wake up. Wanna join me for my special Lacy playtime? love, Lacy 1.888.430.2010
February 28, 2011

The Stray Ginger Kitten

There’s a small and quite sweet ginger kitten, found wandering afraid and alone. He’s one of just hundreds like him, alone and without any home. Some human just is not looking, or caring to find where he’s gone. They go out and buy just a new one, replaced like new toys just for fun. Now cats they are treated as chattles, They don’t have a value you see. If one gets let out too early, they end up as strays, one, two, three. Old cats that no one is after, are thrown out like on refuse day. People get tired of old rubbish, don’t care when they go astray. Old cats have something to offer, which humans have not. They don’t let you down like most people, and they just put up with their lot. When cats or when kittens go missing, there aren’t many people who care. Some folks will ring in the rescue, to see if they’re handed in there. If you have a cat, or a kitten, it’s yours for years yet to come. It’s your job to care and to love it, not discard it or lose it like some. The Country is crawling with kittens, which people think are good fun, they soon grow up and get boring, and end up as strays like this one. This kitten is called Mr Darcy, he’s safe and he’s warm and he’s kind. And now he is living at Catkins, until a new owner we find. Are you like this sweet little kitten looking for a new mommy or granny,sitter,or someone to care of your needs we are here for you sweetie.All of us ladies here at Phoneamommy Minnie 1-888-430-2010
February 1, 2011

Valentine Gift

I watch and i wait along with the rest waiting for the mail to arrive my neighbors seem to be waiting for something special also.So i go about my housework and forget about the mail for awhile.Then i hear a horn blowing so i peek outside and the mail truck is in my driveway.As i get closer to him he gets out and hands me a package i looked at the package and looked back at him puzzled by this he must have realized it because he said i know this can fit in your mail box but they wanted it hand delivered.I thanked him and go back in the house where i opened it.As it reveiled its self to me i gasped with awe and surprise there laying in the box that it lay in was the most beautiful music box.As i opened it up there laying in the middle of this music box was a tiny baby curled up asleep in just its diaper. Minnie
January 5, 2011

What Does the Bee Do

What does the bee do? Bring home honey. And what does Father do? Bring home money. And what does Mother do? Lay out the money. And what does baby do? Eat up the honey Christina Rossetti Minnie
December 2, 2010

We dollhouse monsters

our jowls crashing like cymbals, while my baby brother takes out his eight-ball left eye and squints his right to line up his shot on the world’s smallest pool table. Mother has a camera for a head; it flashes uncontrollably though she claims to have run out of film a hundred years ago, when father’s penis, an unstoppable spigot, became a garden sprinkler, contained by adult diapers, changed hourly, and hourly, my sister— shuffling out of her hiding place in the cuckoo clock, her hair a mess of paper clips, a Raggedy Ann doll in her arms—sighs to pass the time. Water seeps through the ceiling, because upstairs the bathtub overflows, for Grandma has forgotten the bath she’s drawn, and on the stove the gas is high, the flames are heating up a pudding over which my opa whispers: boil, boil, loyal rubble, follow me to the end of my life. by Christopher Shannon Minnie
November 5, 2010

Don't Bring Camels in the Classroom

Don’t bring camels in the classroom. Don’t bring scorpions to school. Don’t bring rhinos, rats, or reindeer. Don’t bring mice or moose or mule. Pull your penguin off the playground. Put your python in a tree. Place your platypus wherever you think platypi should be. Lose your leopard and your lemur. Leave your llama and your leech. Take your tiger, toad, and toucan anywhere but where they teach. Send your wombat and your weasel with your wasp and wolverine. Hide your hedgehog and hyena where you’re sure they won’t be seen. Please get rid of your gorilla. Please kick out your kangaroo. No, the teacher didn’t mean it when she called the class a “zoo. by Kenn Nesbitt Minnie
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