intro post yippee. call me bowie. i’m 21, ftm, mostly a guy but occasionally more of a Thing (he/him). sub-leaning switch with puppy tendencies. mostly a side but vers from time to time
super hope this goes without saying but do not interact if you're a minor. i will block you! i am an adult making posts for and about other adults!
things you will find here: cnc, fauxcest (mommy n daddy stuff. sibling stuff’s a hard no for me), light ageplay, intox, omorashi (very occasionally im kinda iffy abt it), pup play, orgasm control. i try to tag everything accordingly but i will undoubtedly forget some of them
things you will not find here and that i do not want here: scat, emeto, blood, heavy violence, detrans
dms are open if anyone wants to chat; fair warning tho i do not check tumblr super regularly and am somewhat bad at replying to stuff! but i promise i am nice and down to talk abt basically anything lol.
no idea if there are any cishet men on this site anymore but if there are please back off this is not for u
oh yeah btw an older man calling me kid and noticing how it makes me turn red and look away from him and when we finally fuck he lets that word slip out and instantly im moaning against his mouth whispering im sorry im sorry im sorry say it again please please please and he lets me cry against his chest and hump his leg until i cum. ive got you kid. let it all out.
also spiritual successor to my last post but. the notion of not being able to physically or emotionally handle sexual feelings…of needing someone else to take care of it and talk you through it all quiet and gentle. “im just gonna touch you down here, okay? i know, baby, i know it’s so much. it’s okay. ive got you, just let it out.” checking in with you but dismissing your response if you tell them to stop; after all, you don’t know what’s happening. “does that feel good? it does, doesn’t it? i know it feels good, you keep bucking your hips against my hand. no, keep going, sweetheart.” soothing you as you have your first orgasm, completely overwhelmed and crying and shaking because you have no idea what’s happening to your body. “im gonna move my fingers a little faster. no, shhh, try to stay still, i know, i know. you must feel so hot and tight down there, don’t you? come on, baby, i can tell you’re close, just—oh, there you go. just like that, making such a mess in my hand. shhh. ride it out. deep breaths, baby, you did such a good job.”
i wanna be violated SO gently. want someone to hold me down firmly without hurting me, always speaking softly, trying to placate me. “shh, i know you’re scared, but it’s okay. you know i’d never hurt you, right?” and i nod, scared to speak, as they lean down and press their mouth to mine, kissing me slowly until i finally give in and part my lips for them. murmuring praise between kisses as i’m whimpering. i keep trying to say stop and getting interrupted by their tongue pushing into my mouth again.
they move down my body, taking off my clothes as they go, always slow and careful even as i’m twisting and trying to get away. “hey, you’re alright. shhh, just lie back. i’m gonna make you feel good.” parting my thighs and settling between them. my face heating up as they tell me how worked up i am already. starting by just gently licking at me, reaching a hand up for me to grab onto as they slide their tongue over me again and again, moaning softly.
“does that feel good? why’re you shaking your head? i can feel you getting wet for me, sweetie, don’t be shy.”
always gentle, always praising me. telling me it’s okay to cry, how pretty i sound and look when i’m struggling. i start sobbing quietly, rocking my hips back and forth into their mouth, and they give my thigh a reassuring squeeze. they even let me grab their head, shaky fingers gripping onto their hair. i try to pull them away, but they don’t budge. “you’re trembling so much, baby. are you getting close? yeah? it’s okay. shhhh. just let it happen. i’m right here.” forcing me to cum on their tongue with tears streaming down my face, apologizing to me as they keep going. insisting that they need to overwhelm me. that i need it. not stopping until the feeling fades into a static that leaves me with an empty head.
lying down beside me afterwards. holding me like i’m made of glass. “it’s okay. it’s okay. we’re all done now. you did such a good job. i’m so proud of you.”
Fauxcest kink? Oh so the emotional neglect of your parents left you deeply emotionally lonely? You wanna feel the love of someone who's known you forever and loves you regardless? You want them to love you so much, they fuck you when they know they shouldnt? Ah, I see. Pretty fucked up. C'mere, kiddo
took an edible and now im playing a game where i watch porn and every time i start touching myself i have to drink half my water bottle and i push back the time the bathroom opens ten minutes
took an edible and now im playing a game where i watch porn and every time i start touching myself i have to drink half my water bottle and i push back the time the bathroom opens ten minutes
When you practice kink age regression, you aren't sexualizing someone else's trauma. You don't know that person, what they've gone through, or whatever trauma they speak of.
Do not feel responsible for what happened to someone else.
You are allowed to play. You are allowed to have safe and consensual sex, and most importantly, whatever you practice in the bedroom is not their business.
Be little. Be kinky. Be caregiving. Do what makes you happy and what feels good. You are allowed. I promise.
gentle cnc makes my brain go all fuzzy and dumb “shh it’s not that scary once you get used to it”, “i know, i know, but it’s happening baby”, “you can cry if you need to it’s okay”, “there we go, shhh, all in now” i am a pathetic soaking mess ♡
i've found that there's a severe lack of regression hypnosis so i figured i'd write my own.
warnings: im gonna make u little and molest u and talk about how i'd let u use my mouth while ur dropped leading up to an implied orgasm in my mouth so. enter at ur own risk
optional wakener, continuing to use regressive language after the wakener
other info: conversational, no pronouns used for reader (i think), no genitalia ment for reader (verbiage like "special parts" and "kid parts" used), mom/mommy/mama used for myself, lots of petname usage including but not limited to kid/kiddo/baby
because you deserve to have at least a few minutes of mindlessness. so do your mom a favor and lend me your time, your eyes, your brain. get nice and comfy with me. i like spending time with you, kid. by the time we're done hanging out, you'll come to love spending time with me, too.
it's hard having to be a grown up all day long, isn't it? yeah, it takes a lot of work to keep that brain on. takes a lot of thinking, doesn't it? you don't have to think with me. you don't want to think when you're here with me, do you? there's no need for that here.
you're too little for all that, anyway. such a big brain with so many thoughts shouldn't be in the head of such a little kid. that's why it's good to relax with your mama, so she can take all those thoughts away. so she can melt your brain away. you don't need it, right sweetheart? good. you're a good listener, did you know that? very agreeable.
i want to make my kid feel good. and you want what i want, don't you? that's why you clicked on this. did you think you chose that for yourself? silly thing. you wanted to make me happy. you wanted to hear what i had to say. you wanted your mom's pretty words. you're not old enough to make choices for yourself. you did what i told you to do.
a moment of peace. a moment to slow down and relax. to exhale and let everything else go. just sit in this moment with your mama. let me take care of you. you deserve it. you deserve to sink down into your mama's arms and know that you're safe. that you don't need to think, that you'll be taken care of, that your mama's got you. i've got you. your brain can slip away because i'll hold the rest of you right here with me.
you're really cute like this. emptyheaded. a sweet, empty, blank little thing relaxing in your mom's arms. does it feel nice to let go? good. i like it, too. holding you here. my words filling your head instead of those big kid thoughts. you don't get to have those, sweetheart. someday you'll be big enough to have thoughts again.
empty for mama. the more you read, the deeper you sink down into me. down into the emptiest spot in your brain. down to the littlest part of your brain. that's it. mama's got you. you're doing such a good job for me. just enjoy where you're at. enjoy how slow everything is right now. how fuzzy. how empty. how blank. so blank you're almost innocent, kid.
you don't need to be anything but that right now. you look so pretty. mom loves taking care of you. bringing you down, down, down. making everything feel soft and hazy for you.
i wonder if you're already feeling tingly between your legs, just from mama reminding you what you are. taking those thoughts away. your brain melting down into your kid parts. it's better for you this way. this is how kids are supposed to feel.
don't worry, sweetheart. mommy wouldn't let anything bad happen to you. just spread your legs for me, honey. a little wider. there you go, that's it. good. you're making mom real proud of you, kid. look at how pretty you are.
shh, nothing for you to to fuss about, baby. mom's just showing you how much she loves you. this is normal, honey. when a mom really loves her kid, she pulls down their pants and gives them special touches. you like special touches, right? they feel good? that's right.
mommy wouldn't let anything bad happen to me. say that for me. in your head or out loud.
again.
mommy wouldn't let anything bad happen to me.
good kiddo! look at what a good listener you are. i'm raising you so well. you feel so good under my hand, did you know that? such a sweet little thing. so little. that's it, just sink into that feeling, let mom touch you. let mom make you feel good.
now say mom would never hurt me. my mom would never touch me down there.
i wouldn't do that, you know that, don't you? this isn't the same thing. this is just me helping you. making you feel good. helping you relax. helping you wind your mind down because mom knows how badly you need to relax and let go. and you like it, don't you? it feels like you like it. mom knows best. i can feel how much you like it with my fingers, sweetheart.
and you want us to play again, don't you? good. you like playing with mom. you want to play with me. mom makes you feel good.
if anyone found out that i was doing this to you, they'd tell. you don't want them to tell, right kid? you don't want them to make us stop. good. so what will you tell them if they ask? you'll tell them that your mom wouldn't hurt you. she'd never touch you like that.
i want to taste you. to reward you for being such a good kid. you're making such a mess already, baby. just relax into my mouth. god, you taste so good. i love using the thing i made. my kid. i love when you're rutting against my mouth, letting mommy lick the tinglies better.
you deserve to use your mom's mouth to get off, baby. you're just a kid. you can't do it by yourself. let mommy get you off. that's what i exist for. mommies exist to make their kids feel good. and you exist to make me feel good. that's why i had you. i needed you. needed to make you feel good. let mama make you feel good, kid.
let mommy clean up the mess you'd make. let go into my mouth, let me taste the cum i made. just relax into it. give that piece of yourself to your mommy. look down into your mama's eyes while you empty yourself out. let yourself feel how nice my mouth feels. how warm and wet it is. how i'd move my tongue against you. all your focus sinking down to your little kid parts.
you look so pretty when you cum for me, you know that? each and every time. it makes your mama feel good. like i'm taking good care of my kiddo. you're such a good kid, you know that? you are. you deserve to feel good. you deserve to feel nice. you make me so proud, letting me use your brain the way you do. thank you for letting me make you feel good, kid.
if you want, kiddo, you can drift away from this post now and let yourself wake up on your own time, or reread this post if that would feel good. or you can keep reading and let mommy wake you up, safe and sound in my arms. you're not missing anything if you go now.
you're a good kid. and you don't have to be a grown up if you don't want to be right now. letting your thoughts slowly drift back into your brain, one by one, coming back into your body, your brain reattaching itself to that pretty little head, doesn't mean you have to be big. you can keep being mommy's kid. you can be mom's kid for as long as you'd like.
you make mama very happy. that thought can stay with you as you return back to me properly, back to that pretty body. you do such a good job. such a good listener.
wake up for me, sweetheart. all the way back to your mom, safe and sound. take a nice deep breath. let yourself come all the way back.
i had fun taking care of you, kid. come back and reread this whenever you want. you deserve it.
please let mom know if you liked reading this, and what you liked most about it (if you can remember through that fuzzy haze, hm? ^^)
i have been informed that every person i know irl has seen, is aware of, or follows my blog. and yet how many of them are bottoming out in my ears with their tongues??? too few i say....
dry humping is underrated tbh. it’s like fucking but way easier and also it’s cute when your sub moans like you’re actually fucking them. oh you’re gonna cum from me just slamming my hips against you? adorable.
