~ spiral eyed girl thing ~

Yes the sex and stuff is cool but you do understand I really do want to be your mom though right? I want you to come to me when youre confused or scared and let me reassure you and show you how not scary things can be. I want to watch you finally try that thing we've been talking about for weeks and truly get to enjoy yourself without the fear you were carrying about it. I wanna look at you and see all the small ways youve changed and know that I had a hand in that. I want to be able to send you out into the world and experience as much joy as life has to offer, and know that I am always a safe place for you to return to share all those amazing new memories. I want you to want me, and know that the bond between us is isnt something that can be broken with time or words said in anger. I want to love you, and make sure you know that that love is unconditional and something you will alwaus deserve.

It's really fun to tease and play with someone who doesn't "know how to sub" because I get to be really predatory and weird about it. Touching you in places you're not entirely comfortable with and briefly pausing to say in an 'out-of-scene' voice that 'this is when you say 'please''. Gently coaxing you into more and more and slowly pushing your boundaries towards deeper and deeper acts of submission. And this is what you wanted, right? To learn, to grow, to change. I mean, I only really know what *I* like, so it's natural you'd end up fitting my tastes so perfectly. Don't worry, I'd like to think I'm a good teacher.

I just want to make her forget how to take care of herself without my help so that she can never run away is that so wrong

She gets into the shower without me and just stands there confused for a minute, why isn't her hair being washed? Before realizing she has to start doing it herself without me there. Frustrated little tears in her eyes as she struggles to tie her shoes--she swears she could do this just last year, why is it so hard now? Basic things. Small things that erode away her sense of self efficacy when she can't do them anymore. But it's okay, because I'm here to help her with anything and everything. All she has to do is ask. Invite me in. Admit she needs me, admit she always needed me. But it's okay, because I love her, and she'll always have me to help her get dressed and braid her hair and make meals and keep her spaces tidy. All she has to do is admit she's a silly little girl that needs her Mama's help.

Force agere that culminates in a short break that turns into her finally breaking down and begging me to keep going once I've taken away every other option and made it impossible to go back...

It's really quite adorable how many girls will just automatically listen to "hold still" if you say it in the right voice without thinking twice. I'm quick enough with a camera, and I quite like to get my hands on things, so I have a lot of fun with it.

fuck. i didn't think it'd actually do the really obvious heart shaped cloud of smoke after i squeezed a drop in behind my hand. fuck, shit. fuck. and she totally saw the cloud, too. fuck. fuck. what do i do, what do i do. wait. no. ok. i think she thinks it's like symbolic of our love or something. she's taking a sip of it. alright. we're fine.

what are you talking about? magic isn't real. your party members all decided to show up to my castle to rescue you in extremely out of character dresses while wielding various toys in place of weapons and looking vaguely out of it the whole time because of a nice and normal and consensual conversation they had with a pretty lady.

kidnapped by the pixie village and kept in elaborate bondage (their greatest-ever public works project) so they can edge me & use my sticky girl cum as cement to hold bricks together, ushering in an architectural renaissance in the Sparkle Grotto

by 3 years later the exterior edifice of their architectural college is a perfect 1:1 facsimile of my erect cock, in large-cut (i.e. postage stamp sized) blocks of eggshell marble. i've managed to negotiate with the engineers maintaining my bondage scaffold to at least build a plug they can hoist into my ass with pulleys when it's milking time so i can edge easier. they call me Big Girl

fucking incredible that everyone's so horny over this that nobody has yet called me out in the tags for casually dropping "pixieconomists" in there

you can tell the author is a trans woman because the post is across two accounts that have both been terminated

putting you in a diaper and declaring that for the night, the safeword will be literally any word. if you want this to continue, you will babble or you won't speak at all. i expect an excited, "abah!" in response :3

things i'm not going to say on my bsky: if you call a trans woman a pedophile (and by extension a child rapist) for refusing to condemn lolisho as a moral evil, kill yourself. you are an active danger to trans women and a useful idiot for fascists