Baphne

23 years old! NO MINORS ALLOWED Daughterbait Age regressing princess

[baphnepink]

Pls praise meeeeeee!

Send anonymous, flirty praise kink messages to your friends.

[pavizi]

who is this . i dont know

[jzq]

[princessdraconic]

[trying to make you mad] well my breasts aren't even that big

[maidthings]

USER WAS MILKED FOR THIS POST

[hdg-shitposts]

Affini when they find a puppygirl discord server:

[punkitt-is-here]

just found out that one of susies easter egg haircuts in one of the fights gives her locs we win again let's fucking goooooo

[punkitt-is-here]

i am delighted that we are all so excited for black susie

[letmeeaseyourburden]

What kind of cosplay do you like for a partner? And would you ever cosplay?

More comic book, western fandom type things. My anime tastes tend to be older, and random as hell.

And I have. I have done Walugi, Superman, and a few others. My crafting skills tend to be limited to rough carpentry, some furniture making (utilitarian designs rather than stuff with fancy carvings) and some other odd bits of wood crafting.

I like the idea of making/encouraging a partner to cosplay because it's a creative outlet. It gives the good girls a chance to earn some praise. Like if your husband wants to do a rape scene, he'll be happy. But if you let him rape Supergirl...that's going above and beyond. It gives the exhibitionists a chance to show off. Put on a costume and get attention. The bimbo can put on a costume like Starfire where

So much misogyny play is "beat that stupid cunt" which can be fun but I like a more paternal misogyny. Something that comes from a place of (very sexist) love. And creative outlets are a requirement for that.

[everyonesdaughter]

someone should b force regressing + making out with me + groping me rn

[outsidewolves]

It's a Doggy Dog Bed

[nekomimidusteon]

instant loss princess looking to her side and seeing the tags, and then being too scared to look past her maid to panel 2 now that she has an inkling of what is about to happen.,.,.,..

[letmeeaseyourburden]

You were holding your husband's arm. He wanted to show off your new implants. So he had gotten a small little crop top. It strained against your tits. But the text was still clear. "Thank you 4 staring".

At first you thought the tits might be too much. But not a single man made eye contact with. The majority of women didn't either. The few who did were condescending bitches who made you wet. Yes, you were a nasty whore who lived for the male attention of your husband. Duh.

Sometimes your husband would just grab your crop top and lift it up. Some of the girls he gave permission to play with your tits. No one including you thought your consent was needed.

No, people just mocked your hard nipples. Then later on, the wet spot on your bikini bottoms. When one girl called you a mindless bimbo, your husband responded.

"Not just mindless. Obedient too. Why don't you finger yourself Princess. And pull your top up too. Your hands did as they were told. A couple of the men took out their cocks and started jerking off. Which just made it so much worse for you. All you could think about was how much lust you were making. Pretty dumb little you.

[guerrillatech]

[letmeeaseyourburden]

It was a rainy sunday afternoon. You had served and cleaned up lunch. Now you were kneeling between your husband's legs. Your head resting on his stomache. The warmth of the fire running from your legs all of the way out. The rain, the sound of fire, your husband's steady breathing, and the sound of him reading just put you at peace.

His hand stroking your hair and that's it. Thinking is much to much. And your brain was empty. You had seen him like this, but you had never experienced it before. You were relaxing. You just smiled, your husband got you the best gifts. And teaching you this was the best gift.

[letmeeaseyourburden]

Your husband sat you down on his lap and took out some documents. "I know you don't like to deal with money issues. But I need you to understand in case something happens to me." Which immediately got you a hug because thinking of that was very sad.

"So I have set up an Onlyfans with the photos and videos I have taken of you. Some of that money goes into the household account. Some of it has been set aside in a trust. This way you have money. It's enough that there is a financial planner overseeing it. The goal being that if something happens to me, you don't have to worry about money. And there is life insurance and a few other things."

You curled against his chest. On one hand a world without your husband was scary. On the other hand, he was making sure he was taking care of you even when he wasn't there.

"Now I am sure you need some happier thoughts. You have a lot of female subscribers. And more than a few have shown their husbands the videos of you getting raped. Now they are getting raped and sending you thank you notes. Here are some for you to read.

You did. Letter after letter telling you how happy they were when their husbands just took them. Page after page of you making marriages better. You made more good girls without even knowing. Making you an OF was why you let hubby do all of the thinking. You got to be a good girl without trying.

[ashes2caches]

half-naked high-as-fuck transfems just casually fidgeting with each other’s permasoft dicks and giggling.

[bizaraespero]

Finding a Genie First wish: Make affini real Second wish: Make them know our location and provide them with a safe way to speedily reach us (within a week or so) Third wish: Genie goes free and domesticated

[cloverthefloret]

*the little floret looks up at her with big, wide eyes* are you... here for... me?

*the rebel steps back* I uhh... what?

*the little floret stepped towards the rebel, her body shaking a bit* it... it's so... they've stripped me of who I am, made me into this... thing... I don't know how much of the old me is left!

Hey hey! listen, it's going to be fine, I can get you out of here and we can figure it out from there. *the rebel stashes their pistol and steps towards the floret*

I can... feel them in my head, pulling me down, making me one of their pets... please... hold me? *the floret's eyes begin to water and fill with tears*

oh gosh! *the rebel pulls the floret into a big hug*

*the floret hugs back, whimpering and shaking.*

*The rebel keeps holding them, giving them a few pets, a calming, soothing motion as they comfort the broken terran. Only to tense up as they feel the sudden sting of an injector.* H-Hey! what the!?!

*the floret giggles* ooops!~ sorry little rebel, but we gotcha!