#coddled

stretching my bum out with his fingers and giving my tight little hole kisses before he fills me with his big daddy part and all his milkies. being so confused why my princess parts are drippy and achy and tingly.

daddy thinking i'm just being fussy so he stuffs my lush inside my little girl hole, puts me in a fresh diaper and puts me down for a nap. then once i'm asleep he starts vibing my little hole making me moan and hump against my padding in my sleep. still totally unaware of all his teasing. only for me to wake up even more desperate and tingly.

being told i need a visit from dr daddy who has to thoroughly inspect my princess parts to find out what's wrong. hugging my plushy tight to my chest as dr daddy probes and rubs and spreads my baby parts open making the leaking worse with each touch. dr daddy tells me i need more daddy milk to make the leaking stop, i just have to be a brave girl and take daddy's milkies in my mouth and my bottom as much as possible.

Like im 21 now but everyone above 25 thinks im still young. And they always be like “omgggg your still a baby”. Like yes I love to be coddled!

Like oké Im still young, my frontal lobe still needs to develop fully. And yes I still go to school.

But on the otherside im like, i have a job. I already lived in a different country. I smoke and drink.

It also doesn't matter if the little baby is drooling and making wet patches constantly, whether it be on her bare skin or the fluffiest and prettiest of baby dresses~ It doesn't matter if her mama was the one that encouraged it and helped make her be unable to stop making them and can't talk like a big girl anymore, to her mama she looks so adorable gurgling and babbling up at the adult, at her TV shows, or at her stuffies~ Such a little precious infant that is constantly making a mess of one way or another just gives invitations for her mama to say how cute she is, followed by constant warm wipes and cleanings from her mama as she coo's at the little adorable mess~

It doesn't matter if the little infant is encouraged to be so small and helpless that she is back to babas and breasts, with her mama looking at the little infant and always feeding her... the little goddess to small to even hold a baba by herself as she depends on her loving carer to be there to fill her lips and tum tums~ It doesn't matter if the mittens that her mama put her in are the reason she can't hold anything, nor does it matter that mama is the one that put you on a soft liquid diet... little goddess gets to either rest on her mama's chest or be on her mama's chest, able to listen to her mama's heartbeat and feel the warm breath as the little infant is put in such an intimate relationship. Constantly petted, stroked, and cuddled as the little infant can't help but make whimpers and moans, greedily taking it in until sleep takes hold of the little one and her mama aww's at how cute she is as the sleepy infant unconsciously drinking still as she is off to wonderland, her fixation being so great that it is rare for the little infant to be without a binky or other in her lips to help her urges for warmth~

Just a simple, silly infant that wants to be treated so small and be given a firm, strong mama that keeps her firmly placed where she wants and belongs... finding herself devolve to clapping at her cartoons and playing with her stuffies in her nursery for entertainment whenever she isn't being constantly fawned over by her belittling and reducing mama, made sure that she finds her head be as soft and warm as the diapers that ever keep her company as a constant~ The goddess of youth would probably be happy having someone help take her and bring her back to where she belongs, finding herself being treated so small that her mama doesn't expect anything but a baby from her, either babbling in response or not giving any as she is too fixated on shaking her rattle or rocking on her pampers as she is lost in her own infantile feelings... ones that begin to envelop her more and more as her mama encourages, gives, and congratulates the little one for being her true self~

resounding truth

you have a goal in mind, and others brush it off right away… why does everyone always tell you to follow your dreams when it's actually their dreams that they want you to follow? your memory is weak, and your conviction is even weaker on days when you're reminded of how alone you really are. it's hard to go on without someone pushing you forward… is this what life is? a cycle of monotony, fueled only by the desire not to trouble anyone too much with your passing? it would be nice to have something, or someone, to spur you on. i hope you find them.

tagged by: @rcsetorn (thank you for the tag!) 💕