Euphemisms that imply you don't know what arousal is... "Awww, are you feeling tingly again??" "I'm feeling really funny..." "Do you need help with what to do now??" "Do you want to make it feel good??" "Can you help me make it smaller again..."

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Euphemisms that imply you don't know what arousal is... "Awww, are you feeling tingly again??" "I'm feeling really funny..." "Do you need help with what to do now??" "Do you want to make it feel good??" "Can you help me make it smaller again..."
I cannot explain how badly i want deep structure and rules, like bedtimes, screentime limits, dinner always at the same time and craft time set up after. But also how badly i hate been told what to do
:(
I have a huge soft spot for girls who still wet the bed.
They are the cuuuuutest.
So adorable, huh?
They can be so adult, so confident and mature in the daytime– I love that–
Independent, super sharp, creative, big girl job, grownup friends–
but every evening, without fail, it starts getting closer to her bedtime, and a little voice in her head tells her: she should probably hold off on drinking more water...
and she really needs to say goodnight early to her friends, make up some excuse why she can't stay over– she's no fun overnight anyway, she prefers sleeping in her own bed...
because waiting for her back home, like always, is a bed with a very special crinkly mattress,
in a bedroom that, no matter how old she's gotten, has always smelled a tiny bit like a nursery,
and a dresser where, stuffed behind heaps of old clothes she used to wear,
she hides her most embarrassing, crinkly secret,
something she never quite grew out of needing since she was little,
and she would die if any of her friends found out...
And, waddling over to the bathroom to brush her teeth, all those little, embarrassing feelings come rushing back,
how small and helpless she feels because she still can't stay dry,
how the doctors all said she'd "grow out of it," but, of course, she never did,
and how she's always needed someone to protect and take care of her,
as she falls asleep in her thick, crinkly overnight diapers, designed for "big girl" accidents,
(she flunked out of pull-ups years ago)
fast asleep, a little drool escaping onto her pillow,
because, once she's asleep, she doesn't get to play pretend anymore.
She's still just a little baby
who gets to wake up with a little, dazed flutter every morning when she realizes:
her diaper is soaked again,
(no-one's surprised but her),
and she still can't make it to the big girl potty at nighttime.
So adorable.
You're gonna sleep nice and sound, sweetheart.
Nobody expects you to stay dry at night, okay baby?
Im sorry I still eat like a 1st grader, will you still play with me ;×;
If i spam like your posts im probably trying to cum. Sorrynotsorry
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One of the kindest, sweetest and most gentle form of domination has to be (atleast to me.) putting a girl in a nappy for bedtime. Getting her changed while she’s half asleep, where she has fully given in at her most vulnerable point. She trusts you to take care of her and you return the favour with unconditional love and support. Once she’s changed it’s time for plenty of snuggles and a bed time story while she’s got her stuffy or choice and her paci safely in her mouth. You make sure to give her enough gentle forehead kisses and softly run your fingers through her hair till she softly falls asleep in your arms. Cared for, loved and little.
I wish I could jus pee my pants an have a grown up deal with the consequences
if you:
love getting cuddled
sleepy all the time
do not feel like an adult
very good at standing still
can make a pretty good squeaking noise
you're a plushie!!!
if you don't have a babie journal & a bedwetting chart. this is your sign to start one
Dad bf that monitors everything you watch bc you’re too little for big kid shows ♡
Daddy came to visit me! I love my daddy so much. *also I got a new pwincess sippy cup! *
oh to have a dad to build a perfect, safe, happy little world for me, kept at home with a pretty pink bedroom full of all my favourite things and a lovely garden to play in too, everything i watch, listen to, or read approved by him first, no phone or social media, loved and spoiled, just safe at home and in love with my dad ♡︎
Recreating these photos with a sweet girl would fix me.
One of the best ways to put me in littlespace is to ask me to count things, or ask me what time it is, or what color things are, or to read something, or to tell you what something is. Bonus points for helping me if I accidentally-on purpose get it wrong.
“What color are the pretty Christmas lights baby? Is that one of your favorites?”
“What’s that you’re writing in cutie? What’s it called?”
“How many sides are on the stop sign baby? Can you count them for me?”
“Can you read the clock baby? What time does that say? How long until we have to leave?”
“Can you read that sign baby little one? What’s it say?”
breaking in someone who is struggling to be a baby >>>>>
“can you do a piddle for me before you go outside to play? no, not the toilet, do it in your diaper.”
“don’t worry about your clothes just yet, i’ll pick something out for you and get you dressed.”
“are you sure you can shower on your own? would you like me to help wash you instead?”
“look what i bought for you today, a pretty little ballerina dress! you never looked very comfortable in those old jeans and tight shirts you used to wear, so won’t this be a nice change?”
“ahem, excuse me - i don’t think you’re supposed to be using the big potty, are you? come out of the bathroom and i’ll help you.”
“no i haven’t seen your phone anywhere! you must have thrown it away. how about you do some coloring in for me instead while i look for it?”
“do you want to go up for a little sleep right now? i know you said you’re not tired but i’ve got things to be getting on with and i don’t need a distraction. i’ll give you a warm bottle to help you drift off, alright?”
“what’s that? tummy hurts? i think we both know what that means, don’t we? do you think you can squat down and see if that helps? daddy will help you if you need it.”