Look at the little baby crawling!
Are those little excited humpy movements you're making too? Maybe we should tell your law firm to open a pre-school for you to go to each day?
That's much more the speed of a little girl who needs pow pows and diapers!
Oh wow, squirmyyyyy squirmy! I umm can't help that my woo woo gets so happy and excited when the fabric of warm cloth brushes all over her. I am helpless and naughty and silly and just a little girl at the end of the day.
As seen in this video that I sent my dada 🫣
ALSO....
W-W-WAaAAHHHH please no! I don't wanna go to pre-school! I wanna be a big girl! I mean I-I I AM a big girl!!
I fear so much that everyone finds out I'm a big baby, b-but then I can't help but imagine how liberating it would be to just be my woman-child self all the time blusshhhhyyy.
Getting pow pow for my stubborness and procrastination at work just like I used to as my mami and papi's well spanked princess. In front of everyone and they see my childish panties that I like to wear. If my boss (currently a woman and it drives me mad with all the scenarios I come up with her as my mama lmaaaoooooo) takes off her belt and whoops me until I tinkle just like I did when papi came around with his big belt.
Or re-lviing getting put into diapers after I wet my pullie too much as a 4 year old still doing night time potty-training (blish blush). This is a memory I don't remember, but my mami sure loved telling that story to family members(W-wwwaahhhh see more evidence of my mommy issues)
I don't wanna be a big girl, but i need to be a big girl to make money and live under capitalism 😫😩 Pretty sure if we were wealthy I'd simply live out my desire to be a potty training preteen prone to toddler temper tantrums













