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@princesslypainpillow
UWAHHHHH!!!! A PINNED POST!?!?
Hiya! It's Dolly/Princess. It loves to write and talk to friends (mostly about lewdness, kyahh!!)
It's a dumb little girl who needs lots of attention!!!!
Interests:
CG/L
Intox
Somno
Spanking!!!!!
Dollkink
Lotsa others let's be real. Dolly's a freak pervert!!!!
NO-NOs!!!
Don't talk to it if you're a minor. It don't want that
Messing
Medfet (except a lobotomy. Love a cheeky lobotomy)
Walking past a sign that reads "All adventurers will be made into padded, pacified princesses", but I've always been a padded, pacified princess!
little pet
FOR EACH LIKE DOLLY WILL SIT STILL FOR ONE MINUTE
i love being your mom. you specifically. come here sunshine its time for your bedtime story!
"im not sleepiess"
oh im sure!! lay with me. let's see how long you last
page 1 princess
Toxic relationship but it’s soft. They take such good care of you that you don’t even question when they want you to stop going out without them. And then to stop going out at all. When they start controlling what you do. What you can wear. Who you can see. They know best, after all, and you’re too wrapped up in being taken care of to see how you’re being manipulated. How you’re being trained. Until they’ve basically made you their little house pet, and you’re so dependent on them that you think it’s your idea.
(suspicious glittering pink mist coming out of its joints) "hug the doll? hug the doll? hug the doll?"
*latches on to you* "doll? doll?"
before you can react to it you feel yourself being hollowed out, skin getting replaced with porcelain as it becomes impossible to move, your body becoming completely inanimate. your heartbeat is slowly replaced by the hypnotic ticks of clockwork, your mind is disoriented yet calmed as your brain is kneaded, compressed and shaped into a new crystalline core. what started as panic recedes into comfort. everything feels softer. peaceful. slowly you can move once more. ball joints have formed, the new articulation is strange yet natural. you, or rather that one, have become a doll.
"doll :)"
hug the doll ◇3
do it now ◇3
Do you ever feel like making your girlfriend into your daughter?
Just put her in cute little onesies and adorable girly dresses, only use a condescending tone when talking to her. Start taking care of her every need, till she doesn’t even have to ask anymore, teaching her to be dependent on you for everything. Give her a new plushie every week until she has a cozy little plushie nest. Encourage her to take lots of naps, especially on your lap. Make sure you only call her baby, princess, darling, etc. When she starts to get fussy without you, thats when you need to get her a paci, and lots of little toys to play with.
Your daughter will be so happy to have a mommy like you
Urgh, being a princess is so hard!! All you do is training! Etiquette training, throat training, corset training, potty training!!!! It's all too much for this little princess....which is why she's been hard at work undoing as much training as possible by peeing herself!
Curse of Maladaptive Affection- Every time someone calls you "cute", you get a little cuter. Seems innocent enough at first, but the curse's definition of cute seems to be, well, a dumb, helpless, padded little princess.
At first, the changes are small. Your cute giggle gets a little higher-pitched. Your cute eyes get a little bigger and brighter. Your cute work dress becomes an adorable pink.
But, as it goes on... Your cute slip of the tongue turns into a permanent speech affect. A cute tripping incident turns into consistent clumsiness. Your cute moment of weakness becomes a complete loss of emotional control. You forget a minor thing in a way that someone finds cute and it leads to a lingering brain fog. You stumble over your own name and you're helpfully reminded that a cute thing like you naturally has a cute name like Princess!
Eventually all your little cutenesses stack up, and you find yourself lost in your office building frantically looking for a bathroom. Onlookers chuckle and coo, because of how cute you are of course! The sight of you would be ludicrous if not for the curse, running around in your cute puffy pink dress that may as well be a toddler's Halloween costume. Not to mention the cute cute cute way you're stumbling around, bumping into everything with the skirt propped up by layers and layers of cute frilly petticoats. And the cute cute big wet eyes you have, as you feel your bladder about to burst. But eventually, you fight through the brain fog and find the bathroom in the same place it's always been... and out of order.
It's not fair!, you mentally cry as you cutely stomp your foot, It's not fair! In a better state of mind, you might have started hurrying to the next restroom potty, futile as it was. But the cute cute cute cute cute you? Well, you cutely roll around on the floor and throw a cute little fit. You only manage to pull yourself together and stop when your boss a mean old lady walks up, towering over you. "What's going on? Is everything alright, Princess?"
The lucidity comes like being doused with a bucket of water. You cutely stumble up to your feet as you cutely stumble over your next words. You can't even make eye contact, just staring at your cute manicured hands as you fidget with them.
"Well, um, I um... Princess was lookin' for da pott-"
You scarcely get your words out before the pressure in your bladder returns in full force. By the time you realize what's happening, it's already over. The smell hits your nose as the hot damp feeling hits your thighs. Your boss grimaces, and tears well up in your eyes as you anticipate what she'll say next. But, no harsh rebuke comes.
Instead, perhaps in an awkward attempt to empathize, she says "You... you can go home for the day, okay? Just get cleaned up."
In an as-of-late rare show of wisdom, you immediately head for the exit, but not before you hear one last thing. "Oh, and Princess? It's um, a cute dress you're wearing, by the way".
Immediately, you feel the change (perhaps literally) in between your thighs as they're wrapped in a ludicrous cute thickness that puffs out your dress even further. You turn around to see your boss's reaction, but she seems unfazed. In fact, she glances down with a matter-of-fact weariness.
"Wet again, Princess? It's almost cute how fast you fill those up. Come into my office and we'll get you changed again, okay?"
hello welcome to my diaper fetish it requires 8 hours of foreplay and that’s if it even culminates in an act that can be defined as “sex”
it’s so interesting to me that abdl is like 90% foreplay. so many fantasies are elaborate setups or environments. the slow descent into babyhood, losing privileges, filling a diaper, getting humbled and humiliated, being put on display, drinking and holding; all those things take TIME. and the arousal is building all the while, but often there doesn’t even need to be a climax. in terms of “plot” in the scene, or orgasming.
it really is the delayed gratification and patience fetish.
I try not to be the twitter reposter but like. yeah.
I used to struggle to get girls, but now that I have a basement and a padlock it's never been an issue for me
"I used to struggle to get girls, now I get girls to struggle"
So I have this paradigm that says that for every very hot thing there is an equal but opposite very hot thing. Some examples: Slutty daughter that gets off on know what you are doing is so wrong? That looks at porn on the internet and is corrupted by seeing things they're too immature to see? How about pious pure daughter that doesn't know how to touch herself and is too embarassed to ask her boyfriend so she asks her loving father to teach her.
Being forced to piss yourself in front of your partner and then they rub your cock through the warmth of your own piss? How about being taken to the bathroom and watched in a private moment? Your partner making sure that you know exactly how to use the toilet? Being tied down and eaten out, unable to move an inch as your partner explores every inch of your body? How about being walked around by just a collar, each step you take and your body moves freely for anyone watching to see? Being forced to move by the strength of your partner making you feel like a small cub being picked up by their parent.
I think all of kink can be enhanced by how you manipulate perception, I would suggest wielding this tool with excitement and creativity.
Enforced bedtimes because they are just a little baby who needs their precious sleep? How about enforced late bedtimes? It's so cute to see them struggle to keep their eyes open when they are not even supposed to be sleepy yet. Ultimately proving they are not as grown up as they claim to be. A sub mindlessly humping their plushies? How about reverse plushie humping? They are tied down and their beloved stuffed animal is made to hump them for once. You can watch them get more and more desperate as you control the pressure and speed. Their plushie has their own mind after all! The baby monitor is not only used to observe you but you are also expected to act out a little to get your caregivers attention. But what if we switched it up a little bit and took the baby monitor in a literal sense? You the mischievous baby set up a monitor to figure out what the grownups are doing when they lock you in the crib. And when your loving parent checks on you they can't help but wonder what got you all fussy and flustered.
Curse of the Placid Pottypants- Whenever your emotions are sufficiently heightened, you're forced to pee them all out immediately, leaving you with glassy eyes, a vacant smile, and a diaper that needs changing.
Throwing a tantrum and stomping your foot only to immediately be red as a beet before you sit down on the floor smiley and babbling...
spiking my sister's drink with sleeping pills and telling her it's cyanide after she drinks it. holding her while she struggles to stay awake, fully convinced that she's dying. it's ok honey, i know how hard it's been lately, i didn't want you to suffer anymore. just hold on to your big sis while you drift away and everything will be ok. i'll miss you, darling.
Princess is wearing a really nice poofy ballgown with many petticoats, so that the evil Mummy has to go through all of the flipping up of dresses in order to get to spank Princess!!! This will definitely calm Mummy down!!!!
