Daddy Paul




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Hey, I'm Baby Betsy. I love being a baby and being changed and coddled by a loving daddy or mommy. I love breastfeeding and having mommy feed me from her warm, soft, milk filled titties. I also love it when daddy changes me and takes extra long time putting on the diaper rash medicine. Of course it?s cause he says he wants to make sure his baby girl is fully protected, but it feel so good.
Taking a bath is one of my favorite times. When daddy gets me undressed and sits me down gently in the bath tub and waits for me to soak before he gets me all lathered up and ready to play. He fills my tub up with bath toys he bought just for me. I love my blocks and rubber ducky's the best. He makes sure I have tons of fun before he starts washing me up and getting me ready for bed time.
Then after bath time is done daddy puts lotion on my whole body cause he says our bodies need to drink to so they can be smooth for their daddies. So after he is done with the lotion he puts on my diaper and lays me next to him to fall asleep. He makes sure I am nice and relaxed before I fall asleep. He will turn on my favorite nursery rhyme and massage me to sleep. I hope you can come be my new daddy since my has been at work all day and night here lately. I would really like to play?.
Love Baby Betsy
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March 19, 2026
My name’s Ryan Brooks, 6’2”, built like I lift for a living. I’d been scrolling through midget forums and websites for months when Lila’s profile popped up. One photo of her in a tiny red dress, legs dangling from a bar stool, and I was hooked. We met at a quiet lounge downtown. The second she walked in, or should I say, strutted in on those little heels, I knew she was going to own me. I didn’t let her feet touch the ground more than necessary. Right there in the booth I scooped her up like she weighed nothing and set her on my lap. “You’re my little queen tonight,” I whispered against her ear. Her cheeks flushed pink, but her eyes sparkled with that wicked “make me feel huge” look every midget goddess has. Back at my place I went full worship mode. I carried her straight to the bedroom and laid her on a pile of silk pillows I’d bought just for her size. I stripped her slowly, kissing every inch like she was made of porcelain and fire at the same time. First her tiny feet. I held them in my huge hands, massaging each perfect toe, sucking them one by one while she giggled and moaned. “Your little queen’s feet deserve a throne,” I told her, and she arched her back like a cat in heat. Then her legs, so short, so smooth, I kissed from ankle to thigh, telling her how perfect her miniature body was. I lifted her entire frame with one hand just to bury my face between her legs, licking her like she was the sweetest candy on earth. Lila was trembling by the time I moved up. I worshipped her flat little belly, her perky breasts that fit perfectly in my mouth, her neck, her ears. Every kiss came with praise: “You’re my tiny goddess… my little queen… nothing in the world is sexier than a midget this perfect.” She was dripping wet before I even took my pants off. When I finally stood up and let her see how hard I was, her eyes went wide in that adorable way only a midget can pull off. “Your queen wants her big king now,” she purred in that high, sweet voice. I laid her on the edge of the bed so her little legs dangled, lined myself up, and pushed in slow. God, she was tight, like she was made for me. I held her hips with both hands, thrusting deep while she squealed and grabbed the sheets. Every stroke I told her she was my queen, my perfect tiny fucktoy, my everything. She came first, shaking so hard her whole 3’10” body spasmed around me. I flipped her onto her stomach, lifted that perfect little ass, and took her from behind while she cried out my name. The sight of my big cock disappearing into such a tiny frame was insane. I pulled her up against my chest, one […]
March 12, 2026
It started innocently enough, or as innocent as these things ever get. Liam, a tall, rugged construction worker with a penchant for the unconventional, had been chatting up dalia near the bar counter. dalia’s a pocket sized powerhouse, standing at just 4 feet tall, with curves that could make any man weak in the knees. Her voice alone was enough to hook him, sultry, teasing, and full of promises. After weeks of bar counter flirting, they decided to and meet at a discreet party thrown by some mutual friends. The venue was a dimly lit loft, pulsing with bass heavy music and the scent of anticipation. dalia arrived in a skimpy red dress that hugged her diminutive frame like a second skin, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. Liam spotted her immediately as he was walking through the room in the loft, his eyes locking onto her full lips, painted a bold crimson. “You’re even better when you look all dressed up,” he growled, pulling her close. She giggled, her small hands roaming up his thigh. “Let’s see if you can handle a little fun,” she whispered up at him, her breath hot against his clothed covered skin. They didn’t waste time with anymore small talk. liam led her to a plush couch in the corner of the room, where the party’s energy was starting to heat up. dalia dropped to her knees with effortless grace, her height making her the perfect level for what came next. She unzipped his pants slowly and pulled his cock from his boxers, her tongue darting out to tease the tip. liam groaned as she took him in with a small moan, her mouth working wonders, swirling, sucking, and using just the right amount of pressure. Her tiny hands gripped his thighs for leverage, bobbing with a rhythm that had him seeing stars. It was pure bliss, her oral skills turning the simple act into an art form. But word travels fast at these gatherings. Soon, a few other guys, curious partygoers drawn by the sounds of pleasure, edged closer out of curiosity. dalia glanced up at liam with a mischievous wink. “Mind if we share the fun?” she asked, her voice muffled but eager. laim, lost in the moment, nodded. What followed was a whirlwind of indulgence. One by one, the men approached the pair, and dalia had became the center of attention, her mouth a welcoming haven for their desires as they fucked her warm mouthole. First was Mike, a burly biker type, who stepped up as dalia finished with liam. She licked her lips of the white sticky cum, ready for more, and enveloped his cock with the same enthusiastic fervor. Her tongue danced along his shaft length, exploring every inch while her hands added that extra spark. Then came Alex, sleek and confident, who praised her technique as she deep throated him with surprising ease for her pint size. The group grew to four, each taking turns, treating dalia […]




