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update - new favorite habit my little does, kissies with her paci in her mouth. it’s the cutest thing ever omg i melt

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hi!! could you do a pink and yellow cat themed outfit board?? or maybe a tangled/rapunzel one?? with ear defenders, please? thank you and i hope you have a nice day!!!

Here you go, hope you like it!! ☺️🐈💕☀️

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have my little one nursing in my arms. she’s such cute

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i belong on my knees, between her thighs, worshipping her, showing her stars.

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highlight of my week - getting told “mama a dino.” smhhhh (she’s the cutest little girl)

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Sippy Cups

“mamaaaaaa,” you exclaim kicking and whining as my hand holds tightly onto yours, “i wan big gir cup!”

“no baby.” i chastise as i smile warmly at you, preparing your baba for our movie night. “you’re going to spill it baby.”

“but,” you frown as i pick you up and place you on my hip, “mommyyyy.”

“no, tiny missy, you know the rules. no big girl cups on the couch.”

���i be cwarefuwl.”

“no,” i warn whilst raising an eyebrow, “ellie-“

“but but mama!” you scream at me, which isn’t screaming at all. you’re much too tiny and shy to ever scream at mama but it is your version of screaming. “mama cuppy!”

you frown at me, a big gigantic frown with tears in your eyes. “oh darling.” i hum at you as i shake my head slightly at your antics but sympathize with your tiny heart.

cups are entirely too important to you. especially big girl cuppies. eventually i take my screaming, crying little girl over to the couch with no remedy after trying to shush you into calming down.

i sigh, deeply. “want big girl cup, baby?”

suddenly your crying and kicking cease, and you’re entirely too interested on my cup on the table.

i reluctantly hand you the cup, waiting for the inevitable spill. for hours, you babble at me, sitting in my lap as i’m shaking your tiny body up and down. “like the cup baby?”

“mhmmm.” you affirm as you smile at mommy with big doe eyes.

your antics have worked once again. you sigh in contentment as mama kisses your tiny nose, sighing as i rest my chin on your head.

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I think flaws are vital to noticeable beauty actually. I think if a person was one hundred percent perfect to the peak of social desire they’d disappear in front of you like that blind spot where the optic nerve connects in your eyeball

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wanted to share what my little one made me for valentine’s day!! i love you babygirl when you see this <3 she’s just the most adorable babydoll.

and did you see? it says to mama!!

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so this can be read as a continuation but also separate :) it’s just rather cutesy and cozy

“mommyyyy!” i hear as i blink one eye open, pushing a pillow onto my face.

“babygirl, it’s early lets go back to bed.” i’m groggily speaking and you giggle at mama for being so so silly.

“no nini mama!! mama bear make brekfes!!” you grin at me as i scramble for my phone. it is indeed breakfast time, we had slept throughout the whole night after our busy afternoon.

“oh baby, what do you want?” i yawn as i start to get up and pick things out from the princess dresser. we have two. a normal one for big girl clothes and one for tiny clothes.

i pick out a little dress with a cute princess diaper, some frilly socks to lounge comfortably around the house and a tiny hair bow. “all pu-pur-ple!!” you exclaim pointing at the clothes as i nod at you in adoration.

i pick you up, “ooh who’s so ready for a little bath babygirl?”

“but cold,” you say as you snuggle in my arms. “mama bath with me.”

i giggle as i set the water while you sit on top of the closed toilet humming to yourself. eventually it’s all warmed up and i slid in the bath, signaling for you to come in. “relax with mama baby.”

you sigh content as you snuggle into my arms, giving me lazy kisses all a round my face. “do you want milkies, little one?”

“mhmmm.” i smile as i gently place my boob into your warmth mouth, trying not to gasp at the nice feeling of my babygirl’s suckling. while you’re distracted, i slowly start to wash you up with some soap and water gently rinsing you with my hands.

slowly i watch as you start to replicate me and start to bath mama. i giggle at you. “is baby bathing mommy?”

“mhm!!” you clap your hands together. “all done!!”

i can’t help but aw in my head at your gigantic smile. “okay little one, why don’t you brush your teeth while mommy finishes bath time?”

“okayyy,” you climb out of the tub jumping to reach your cute bunny towel that mama got you for christmas.

you brush your little teeth with your light up tooth brush as mommy comes out of the bath, drying off. your face becomes all pink at seeing mommy all naked but you focus hard on rinsing your tiny little mouth so mommy thinks you’re doing a good job.

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part 3:

“are you going to listen, bunny?” i purr, knowing that you’ve been scared into submission once more.

“yes mama,” you say through tears, “no hurt no no.”

i frown slightly at you, pausing, “it hurt baby? really hurt?”

you shake your little head. “no, want more. good hurt.”

i sigh in slight relief before i smirk yet again already knowing what the next step of our afternoon adventure is about to be. “let’s go to the bedroom, darling.”

you stand up a bit wobbly on your feet, “uh oh! mommy’s got you.” i coo at you as i scoop you up and bring you to our room. i’m cooing at you all the way there, tickling your tummy and putting our foreheads together. kissing you all over any space i can. and although you love my affection, you’re aching for the strap that you know is on me to be back in you.

as soon as you’re let down onto the bed, you crawl immediately to me and make grabby hands at the baby pink strap. “mama.. mama pwease pwease need you.”

“alright darling but first,” i smirk as i get something from the side of a drawer and i start to push you down onto the bed tying your wrists to the headboard, “i’ll please myself.”

you watch as i insert my fingers between my legs, staring straight at your clit throbbing and aching to be touched. i can’t help but give in after a couple minutes and i lap at you as one of my hands still aids me in touching myself.

you start to squirm as you want your hands untied, “you want mommy to untie you baby?” you nod desperately as i yet again continue to lap between your legs making you moan to the point your whole body is exhausted. i smirk as im still wearing the strap and tease you by putting just the tip between your pussy lips.

you groan in frustration which makes me angry and suddenly you find yourself being slammed into over and over again. “mamaaaaa,” you groan, “.. t-tie..un..” you make quite an adorable face. “big.. word..”

i smile at you as i kiss your forehead and take away the strap inside from your warmth and instead you suddenly find yourself with a mouthful of baby pinkness.

your eyes fill with tears as you’re choking on it, gagging as mommy starts untying your wrists bouncing up and down so as to where it’s shoved even deeper into your throat.

finally i stop teasing you and after letting your wrists go, thrust in and out of you until you start screaming. “mo-mommy!! mommy!!” i hear as i thrust into you more and more until you’re finally finishing.

we collapse into each other immediately. my babygirl searching for the comfort of mama’s arms.

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part 2:

time passes and i awake to a very very wet spot on my knee only to gasp as i see my babygirl riding mommy’s thigh. i assume i had fallen asleep and you had taken full advantage of that. “uh..,” you gasp in between a breath and a moan, “ma..mama.”

i purse my lips at you as i raise an eyebrow. “Caroline.”

“mommy please,” you beg as you continue to ride my thigh.

i don’t say a word as i move you from my thigh, place you onto the couch, my arms caging you in as i look down at you. “NEVER misbehave like that again, little girl.” you don’t even get a chance to reply as i smash my lips against yours, kissing you with as much anger as i can convey.

one of my hands works on unbottoning your shirt and the other is holding me up, as my knee is in between your thighs. i’ve been wearing a tight fitting skirt, a pencil skirt, which allows for me to have bare contact with your wet pussy.

you moan incessantly as my knee rubs all over you, our hot breaths mingling as i’m taking off my shirt and shoving mommy’s milkies in your mouth. you gasp, coughing slightly onto my boob as you’re choking.

i take my boob away from you as i smirk, “oh you look so pretty baby. let’s see if it lasts with my hand in your face.”

“wh-“ slap. my hand has made contact with your cheek, causing it to sting. your eyes start to water slightly but not enough to satisfy me.

“turn around. don’t ask questions, whore.” i spit at you, it warm and gooey landing straight in your open mouth as you had gasped.

you do as i say whimpering every step of the way. i place my hands on you so your beautiful ass is in the air as you’re waiting for your punishment to begin.

we always keep the strap close and i make sure to get it on quickly but slow enough to torture you with what’s coming and just as you’re about to relax, i pull your hair. “continue to be the whore you wanted to be, darling.” i purr at you. “no response?” you whimper in fear.

i make a face of anger as i slap your ass as hard as i can, leaving it all purple and blue. “beg.”

“mommy i.. mommy.” you say through choked tears, not baring to turn back and look at me. “i sorry…mama pwease.”

i grab a fistful of your hair, leaning your head back all the way and whispering into your ear, “beg, cariño or mama won’t play nice.”

“but you.. mean…” you sniffle.

“no baby i’ll show you how mean i can really be.” i let go of your hair only to lay down on the couch. “get on top of me,” i order as i inspect my nails, pretending to be bored already with your slowness.

“mama.. what i…?” you tilt your head, already knowing if you say the wrong word there are sure to be consequences.

i shake my head as push your body onto mine, my strap entering your soaked warmth. i thrust in and out so slowly that you’re just forced to sit there shaking, wondering when the next round of punishment will begin.

i start off slow. “you really thought you could get away my little baby?” i coo at you, scratching under your chin as you relax in my hand i laugh. “oh you’re nothing more than a dog… my bitch.” and just as i finish my sentence i begin to thrust faster and faster to the point you’re almost bouncing on top of mommy.

“show me, bitch, how it’s done.”

“mama…,” a hunger has entered your eyes. mommy hasn’t spoken to you in a long long time like this. “fuck.” you let slip as you move your hips expertly.

“did i just hear a curse?”

“no… i sowwy..,” you whimper as you continue to ride me. i smirk up at you and just by the look at my face you know exactly what’s to come before you feel the giant slap on your ass.

“ride faster.” your moans are loud, full of pleasure and excitement as i grow louder and louder (of course we’ve chosen a double-ended one). “baby,” i gasp, “stop.”

but you don’t hear, or pretend not to hear rather, as you continue to ride me with your eyes closed in pure bliss. “CAROLINE.” i command finally done once and for all which causes you to flinch but not get off of the baby pink strap just yet.

i shake my head, “fine.” i grab onto your breasts and with my teeth, i bite down just above your aerola. you squirm, trying not to scream from the pain but it’s no good as my other hand goes straight down to your pussy and feels the incredible amount of wetness that’s already pooling there.

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Happy Valentine’s day here’s a little special <3

Part 1:

“oh babygirl, you’ve gone potty in your dips!!” i exclaim as you babble at me shaking your little rattle. much too little to understand mommy coherently but aware enough to have your little cheeks turn very pink. “tsk tsk.”

slowly, i pick you up and carry you over to the couch where i lay you down gently, giving you a sweet peck on the forehead as i untie your little princess diaper. “mamamama!!” you giggle.

i smile at you, trying not to giggle at your sweet tone. “mommy’s going to take care of this little one, don’t you worry.” my hands are warm as they wipe you with the baby wipes i’ve come to keep on the coffee table and you wince slightly at the coldness of them but relax as soon as it’s over again. “what about we take care of this pretty thing baby,” i say as i slowly press my hand over your achy bits.

you make a noise full of pleasure, not quite sure what’s going on for a split second, before you feel warm fingers enter you. “m-mommy?” you say starting to become a bit more aware but still in that little headspace.

“yes baby?” i tease as i smile at you, my fingers going in and out of you as i watch with an incredible amount of focus.

“my princess,” you frown, “punzel dips.” i understand you’re upset at having an accident, wanting to keep your little rapunzel diapers for as long as you can.

“don’t worry, princess. mama will get you a new one. but you have to behave alright?” i say gently. you nod hugging tight your rattle as mommy’s hands finally leave you. it makes you feel all empty.

“mama,” you start to cry, your little face scrunching up in pain. “mama!!” you scream at me, your little brain not comprehending what you want but you just knowing you want that full feeling back.

“oh,” i exclaim with fake disinterest as i fold the little blanket we keep for you on the couch, “what do you want darling?” you make grabby hands at me, trying to get up but forget that you’re sitting on a wet diaper. suddenly, you get all shy and turn to face the other way.

“baby? what’s wrong?” you shake your head. “ah, the dips all wet dolly. let’s fix that, yeah?” you slowly look at me with your face all hot and nod slowly as you allow me to press baby powder over you gently and to change out your diaper for a new one.

finally once we’re done, i place you onto my lap and lean you into my chest. “mama…milkies, please please?” you ask. you’ve calmed down a bit now and even though you desperately want mommy’s hands in you, you realize it will only happen if you’re good.

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tips to caring for littles who suffer from:

emotional dysregulation, hyper empathy,

and harsh moodswings !!

• develop grounding techniques to bring your little back to earth when they spiral. (breathing exercises, hand squeezing, observation games, etc.)

• remind them that what they're feeling is only big right now, and will pass.

• offer reassurance and spend time with them. Do not get angry if your little is easily upset or agitated.

• if the source of the moodswing or dysregulation is removable, try to get your little or the cause away from the other.

• find distractions to help your baby cope. (tv, games, toys, coloring, etc.)

• offer to talk with them about their big feelings and / or listen.

• if they're comfortable with it, take over bigger tasks and set down rules to prevent harm. (Ex: earlier bedtimes, no exceptions.)

• show love towards your little, and communicate your feelings aswell.

• encourage your little to be open about their moodswings the moment they have them. Preventing further damage or fear for both parties.

• if your little is experiencing hyper empathy towards another party, assure them they're a good person for feeling on the other's behalf, but remind them that they're their own person.

• if your little is neglecting themselves for others, step in and stop them from doing so if safe.

As someone who experiences big emotions very quickly, and has symptoms of hyper empathy as well as bpd. I have a hard time distinguishing my emotions, I hope this post helps others like me ^^ feel free to add your own tips on!

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Cozy Day <3

we’ve been incredibly busy the last few days but as you’re relaxing into mommy’s arms, the whole world melts away.

you’ve almost fallen asleep as you hear a faint voice, “babygirl? are you going nini?”

“no nini,” you make a face, “mama up. movie.”

i giggle at you incredibly overcome with so much affection for you as you continue to adamantly cuddle into the nook between my shoulder and my neck. “but baby, you’re all sleepy.”

“not eepy mommy.” you pout as you cuddle even further into mama’s arms. i shake my head as you fall asleep on me, your head eventually landing in my lap and i begin to caress your face with my hands and play with your silky soft hair.

“oh my sweet girl, so so eepy.” i say to you knowing that you can’t hear me anymore. “i love you.” i whisper as i kiss you on your lips and pick you up.

treading very carefully and shushing you a couple of times i finally make it to our bedroom and i cuddle with you, feeling you snuggle into my chest.

we fall asleep in each others arms, the rain pitter pattering on the roof.

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another one for my bunny <3

full story!

you’ve been worried all day, mommy hasn’t been answering the phone and you’ve wanted to talk to her for so long that it’s starting to make you panic. the last reply to your text was somewhere around 12 in the afternoon, when mommy asked what you ate.

“mommy… pick up.” you say out loud as you watch the phone ring over and over again. but nothing. you give up, almost at a loss at what to do. you’ve been worried senseless, finally though you see the black screen light up “mommy💗” it says as it continues to ring loudly throughout your room.

“mama.”

“hey little babyyy.” i reply back to you, my voice sounds nervous. “can you go down the stairs little one?”

“why?” you ask, confused at the weird request. an idea starts to form in your head so you decide to look at the location but you’re unable to see mama’s. saddened by that fact and rather impatient, you go down the stairs.

unbeknownst to you, mommy can hear the little sniffles of her babygirl as you approach the end of the stairs. as soon as you see me, your little eyes light up with excitement.

“baby where you crying?” i ask as i grab your face and wipe away the strands of hair that have stuck to your cheeks.

“i-i thought you…,” lips quivering its harder for you to talk, “mommy.. didn’t want.. me.”

i shake my head, hugging you tight. “i’m so sorry baby, mama just had to make a couple of stops along the way to get her bunny a few items.”

you perk up at the mention of new things. i kiss your lips softly as i take off my purse and hand it to you. “go on, bunny.” you smile wide as when you put your hand in the pink colored bag you find three little calico critters. “that’s not all baby, look inside the bags.” there are plastic shopping bags inside as well, having no idea how i managed to fit everything into one place you dump that in front of you.

before you is a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs, two pairs of little outfits all made for a little girl, and a big giant bunny stuffie. “look inside the bunny’s bottom.” mommy tells you. you do as i say and as you open the bottom, which is closed with velcro, out falls out a vibrator and a gag.

“mama..” you gasp, your voice hitching. you’re torn between being horrified and feeling the intense need to misbehave just to get mommy to put you in your place.

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part 3:

i smirk at you. pick you up and place you inside of the tub, turning on the water to a warm temperature fitting for a little girl. just as i’m unbottoning my dress shirt to get into the tub with you, i hear a ringing sound throughout the house. “wait right here baby.”

it doesn’t take me long to realize it must be the packages i ordered. i guess they must’ve arrived faster than usual being as they were.. special items. i lug in the boxes, happily bringing them into the bathroom for my little angel.

“mommy has a surprise for you,” i set down the boxes just out of your reach. i open each one painfully slow as you’re waiting in silence trying to be the goodest girl you can be just to get mommy to pass her tongue through your clit.

the first box i open, you gasp as bunny ears fall onto the floor.. accompanying them a thong with a bunny tail attached. next come the frilly socks and finally.. this intricate leather…? “mommy what’s that?” you tilt your head.

“well baby, this is lingerie. nice lingerie, made out of leather to restrain misbehaved little girls like you.” your eyes go even wider, horrified yet extremely aroused at the thought of being restrained like that.. feeling the leather on your bare skin.. having the metal attachments pressed cooly into it.

you point to the last box, smaller than the rest. “does my little angel want to open this one?”

“pleaseeeee?”

“good girl,” i boop your nose. “open it.”

you open the package with excitement and only to be confused as you lift up something pink and fluffy. it’s long… leathery. “mama?” you scrunch your little nose. “this thingy?”

“that,” i smile wide, “is a whip my dear.”

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part 2 :

it didn’t take long to undress you, taking off your little jeans then following with your bra and panties. you observe me as you stand on top of the bath mat just outside the tub and you’re shaking. mommy isn’t moving, you notice as my eyes roam every single inch of your body, taking in the full picture of you being naked. “stand in front of the mirror.”

“b-but mama.. cold.” you frown yet again, reluctant to step off to the side in front of the mirror.

“i said get in front of the mirror, bunny. mama isn’t asking you, it’s a command.”

you do as i say, cringing as you feel the cold tile of our apartment bathroom. luckily, our home is covered in soundproof walls. something i decided to do with our savings which you had agreed to after a humiliating encounter with our newest neighbors. who had recently learned mommy’s name. luckily, it was just the downstairs neighbors as the apartment was a complex.

“baby.” i snap my fingers in front of your face. “im talking to you.”

“sorry..” i raise an eyebrow, cross my arms. no words escape my mouth but you know exactly what i want. “i-im sorry mommy…so sorry.”

i think for a moment as im trying to decide if your apology is worth it but much too decided on my plans i accept it. “look in the mirror, bunny.” you do as i say. i continue to list off commands to you. “grab your cute tits for me.”

your eyes grow wide at my wording but suddenly you feel that familiar neediness between your legs. “don’t stop baby.” i say as i go near you and kneel in front of you. you’re far away from the mirror to give me space but close enough to see every detail of your body.

“mommy..” you whisper, eyes looking down at me. both in wonderment and horrified at what mama has planned.

“focus on what you’re doing.” i say harshly toward you. you comply, seeing the frustration on my face at all your questions. i stare at your pussy, now being eye level with it and you can’t help but look down at me only to see the hunger in my eyes as i lick my lips. i slowly grab your pussy with both hands and i spread it apart, look up at you as i pass my fingers through your clit.. i continue to do that for a couple of minutes until i feel you get more aroused at all of my touching.

“does my little girl want mommy’s tongue on her clit?” i ask you, my tone raspy as i suddenly stand up.

“mama..” you whine for me, eyes pleading. “please?”