Mommy's Boy
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  • Reads 221,989
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  • Parts 19
  • Time 1h 3m
Ongoing, First published Aug 10, 2018
I've realized there's not really as many MDLB stories out there on Wattpad as DDLG. Maybe there are but, I haven't found them. So I decided to make one! I hope you guys like it!
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Mommies are supposed to be amazing in every way. Sweet, always having the right things to say, considerate, gentle, and overall make you feel like the best and only little in the world. Right?

Wrong.

At least, wrong when it came to Lesley. Yeah, she tucked Ryan in at night and kissed his boo boo's but, something was just off. But Ryan couldn't see that. He still had on his rose colored glasses that came with being a little and putting trust in your mommy.

That trust was broken when Lesley kicked Ryan out of her house without much of an explanation. 

Ryan swore off being little. He didn't want that hurt back in his life. He couldn't take another heartbreak like that....or so he thought.

The day Aria walked into his life, everything changed for the better. Would she be another heartbreak? Or would she be the one to mend what was already broken? 

Only one way to find out.
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