šš Gameday with Daddyās Little Tailgaters! š¼š¤šāØ
It's game day, girlies!!! šš Let's goooo Comets! šļøāļø Sooo, as you all know, Sunday is ~*Daddy's day*~. šļøš And Daddy's day means football day! š I swear, I am like, the ultimate football wife now. šš But ughh, some people in this family are just such babies about it. ššš Can you guess who? Look at these two sulking in their car seats! š š They're so dramatic, I literally can't. š©š¤¦āāļø
A little backstory for the new followers (hiiiieee! š): back when we all had our old boy lives (sooo cringe to even think about, yuck! š¤¢), we were fans of the Comets' main rivals āļø, the Planets. šŖš¤® Like, ya, can you even imagine? Cheering for the wrong team? As if! š š
Bunny š° and Lulu š· kept whining when I was changing them before we left about "betrayal" or whatever, like they usually do on game days. šš It's likeā¦ okay, and? Did Mommy ask? Noooope. š¤« And just a quick check, sweeties: who pays for your cute little tutus and ballet lessons? š©°šø Who pays to keep you padded 24/7 in sissy pamps, and for the princess crib canopies over your heads at night? šš§·š¼ Yes, that would be DADDY. šŖšØāš§ And in this family, we root for Daddyās team. Periodt. š āØ
Of course, once their pacifiers (arenāt they the cutest?? Comment āCometsā down below for a promo code to use at the Comets Nation sissy merch store! šļøšš) are plugged in šš¦, itās mute city, population: two sissy babies. š Wellll okay, pretty much muted:
"Mmmph we hmmph the Commmphs!" šš¼š
"Mmmph is sooo hmmmph-iliating!" š« *suck-suck-suck* š¦š
Like, sorry, I don't speak sissy baby babble! š£ļøā Maybe they need a change when we get to the stadium? šļøš§· Ya, thatās probably itā¦ š©
And like, helloooo, look in the rear-view mirror much? šŖš You're wearing diapers and sitting in booster seats. š§·šŗ I don't think your "opinion" on sports rivalries is exactly a top priority anymore, sweeties. š It's honestlyy all fine though: their silly little opinions donāt need to match Daddyās when their outfits already do! ššÆāāļøāØ
Now as for Mommy Vicky, well, Daddy expects a lot more active enthusiasm from me. š£ š I donāt get a paci to shut me up (unless weāre behind closed doorsšŖand Daddyās in one of his kinky moods, hehe, #TMI š¤«šš)! š So ya, yāall better believe Iāll be in the stands, looking snatched in my cropped jersey, ready to cheer my tatas off for Daddy's team! š¤øāāļøšš Iāll be clapping, celebrating every touchdown, and eagerly listening to Daddy explain to me what a first down is for the fiftieth time. ššš¤Æ
And tbhā¦ The old team rivalry thing is not a big deal for me, at all. š¤š¤·āāļø Like, I've already changed my name, my pronouns, my whole body, my wardrobe, my sexuality... all to make Mr. Hubby happy! ššš Is cheering for his favorite football team really such a big deal? No! š āāļø I am more than happy to scream my little lungs out for the Comets if it makes Daddy smile. š„° It's called being a supportive wifey, look it up. šāāļøš š Now if you'll excuse me, Mommy needs to go practice her touchdown cheer. Goooo Comets! š£āļøšš
(Also, pray for me, because trying to nurse two giant sissy babies in the stadium bathroom is going to be an absolute nightmareā¦ š©š¼š» Wish me luck, girlies! šš)
#GamedayFit #GoComets #SundayFunday #FootballWife #OOTD #DaddysGirls (Link to previous Mommy Vicky post š©°šÆāāļøš, a fan follow-up to @servitudee's Daddy's Day caption!)
