Puuuuuppy :3

Something to cuddle while curling up to sleep :3

I'm so sorry that happened to you>:

“There’s my precious little baby girl.”

“M-Mommy GOO GOOS! GAH GO GOO GOOS!”, she gurgled around her pacifier shaking and shivering in mommy's arms. She continued to hum and kiss her forehead as a second orgasm rocked her body. Mommy gently held her until she calmed down and nuzzled her head into her breasts.

Shooting jets of ropey puppy cum into the front of her diapers as mommy kissed her forehead and pet her. All the while sucking furiously on her pacifier while gently kicking her legs.

“Mommy, M-momma poopy!” She burbled gently around her pacifier as after hours of edging and squirming, her cock slithering around in her squishy slippery diaper this was enough to set her off.

She felt her cock slip up against the wet soggy groove in her diapers, she grunted worldessly around her pacifier rocking gently against his Mommy’s hip.

Darragh crawled towards Mommy and she turned around sniffing the air. “Did my precious little girl do a big poo-poo in her diapers for Mommy” She scooped the puppy up into her arms patting her bottom and holding him on her hip.

Thankfully the rubber pants Mommy had put her in made sure that nothing escaped the confines of her diaper apart from a light babyish smell. She grunted softly as she finished pushing and felt her cock throb in the front of her mushy diapers.

She fumbles for her paci quickly shoving it back into hier muzzle and sucking furiously on the rubber teat feeling the sloppy guard against her muzzle. The back of her diaper noisily expanded as she bared down and pushed as hard as she could, filling it to it’s limit.

Darragh gets on her knees and almost immediately, she feels her tummy cramp hard as she starts to push wave after wave of sloppy mess into her diapers.

Her thoughts were broken by a sharp cramp and an icky feeling in her tummy. She grunted softly, the drool covered pacifier falling out of her muzzle and plapping against the drool covered front of her baby doll dress. “Mah MUH! I gah potty!”

Over the weekend her mind always seems to turn into nothing but thoughts and feelings about how good felt to be Mommy’s little baby girl.

Mommy would encourage her little girl with soft praise, gentle head pats and some vigorous diaper rubs. The more babyish she acted, the more she was aroused and the more Mommy encouraged her with syrupy praise and baby talk.