Coming Soon!!!

 There's nothing here just yet, but hopefully soon there will be!

I'm Nicki, born Nicholas but always a "Nancy-boy", a submissive CD whose fascination with the adult baby lifestyle goes back to when I was only 6 or 7 years old and had no idea why I loved being in diapers, sucking on pacifiers and wearing rhumba panties.

Now that things are clearer, I'd like to share my fantasies here with you in my personal adult baby playpen...why not join me soon?


Let's be babies together!    

baby nicki

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