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I am the original punkin!

punkin: little babygirl ageplayer deepthroat princess and devoted full-time daughter

Daddy says
Posted:Oct 15, 2022 5:24 am
Last Updated:May 24, 2024 10:51 am
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I am not a stupid little kiddo and I think my posts show that. No I didn’t get a lot of college or anything like that but I am not brainless or uneducated. The thing is without being a big girl most of the time there are things I certain am not in tune with if you know what I mean. Current events generally are not on my radar unless I happen to glance at something on social media which I rarely take part in. The only other way I know about things is if Daddy says something. Sometimes it’s not even necessarily to me that he’s talking but we don’t keep secrets and I daresay neither he nor I have had a private conversation with anyone else in person or on the phone for years. We don’t go anywhere without each other we rarely have visitors and don’t get many phone calls but when we do we don’t excuse ourselves and go in another room or something. Conversations flow freely and openly because we have nothing to hide and it’s really that simple.

Apart from current events I try not to be ignorant of too many things because I completely trust my Father to basically know and have an answer for everything. Most basic facts that I might be uncertain about he can usually speak about with what sounds like genuine knowledge and experience. My brain isn’t suspicious and really doesn’t work that way so he could honestly be telling me the hugest fibs in the world and I wouldn’t even suspect. And let me tell you; sometimes the things that come out of Papa’s mouth are astonishing and unbelievable but once that initial reaction in my subsides I am a complete believer. If he pointed to the sky at a certain star and told me with conviction that it was a spaceship I wouldn’t doubt it for more than a second and every time I looked up after that my belief would only grow and settle in. That’s how much credence I give to what my Daddy says.

Some people might wonder if my synesthesia is a part of this and I admit it is. So confident is my Dad when he speaks that if he is lying he himself doesn’t know it or believe it. Yes when I am occasionally doubtful I will glance at the colors of the bubbles coming from his mouth to confirm he is being truthful but those are like emergencies. Sometimes the mind of a kiddo simply cannot grasp or accept the complexities of things but the trust they have in their parents can help set that aside. When I don’t understand and don’t really need to that’s when I operate on just accepting and embracing what Daddy says and looking at my past I see I’ve made an excellent choice. And I’ll keep saying that until someday I figure out he’s been having fun at my expense and fibbing to me about something like why the sky is blue or what the word “trite” means or something silly.
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a lack of response is not a lack of respect
Posted:Oct 13, 2022 6:28 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2022 6:43 am
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A couple of people asked me why I don't respond much to comments anymore. It used to be if someone said something complimentary I would at least thank them but I don't really do that anymore. I used to respond to other types of comments as well but part of the reason I stopped is because the people I was responded to seem to disappear and along with them the comment thread. That means I wasted my time because obviously the things we both said get deleted. I don't like wasting my time.

The other reason is kind of one I revealed in a recent post. I don't spend much time in big girl headspace and am usually pretty eager to get back to regressing. I really do like the comments people leave but between posting and checking and responding to personal messages and stuff I get to the comments and just want to accept them and leave it at that. Unless something really needs to be responded to I think it's enough to read what is said and simply enjoy it or take it in or contemplate it or whatever. Hopefully since it's my blog and my life and my time I am allowed to do that.

If I don't respond to your comment don't take that to mean I don't appreciate it or didn't read it and believe me if I was offended or bothered I would just delete it myself. You are appreciated and I thank you for taking the time in advance. Kisses !!!
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lovingly violated
Posted:Oct 12, 2022 6:26 am
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2022 6:29 am
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Sometimes I think Daddy watches a weird porn or smokes a different kind of weed or something because he’ll suddenly get these fun kinky strange ideas that he wants to try out on me and he never really says where the ideas come from. Suddenly he’s telling me to go into the kitchen and get all the spatulas and wooden spoons and things that have long slender handles and put them on the counter. I can see by the color of his bubbles plus the smile on his face and the gleam in his eyes that something naughty is about to happen to me and of course my pussy practically gushes all over my inner thighs.

There was something like 4 wooden utensils and I think 3 plastic ones. There were also a few metal items and I included them without even hesitating. Chances are my Father would come into the kitchen and still look through the drawers himself so I wanted to make him proud and be thorough. To my delight he was focused completely on me when I told him that I’d put everything I could find on the counter as instructed. His smile was still mischievous but there was tenderness in his eyes and in his hands. Maneuvering me to a spot in the center of the room he told me to get on my hands and knees and then place my face down and ass up in the air.

Papa used one of the spatulas on me playfully as a paddle and lightly spanked my bums. I let out a nervous giggle and then held my breath. There was movement and sounds I didn’t recognize and then the handle of the spatula was being inserted into my vagina. I later found out Dad was pouring a bit of coconut on everything as lubricant. As if I needed it!!! My pussy lips were swollen with excitement but it made certain to stay well lubricated. For the next 40 minutes or so spoons and ladles and even an ice pick were placed inside me. Sometimes he would fill me up and see how many items he could get in there at once but at other times he just had a few things in there and then slid his cock in as well and fucked me slowly and gently.

The entire experience was strange and erotic. I never had an orgasm while it was happening but that is rarely ever the end goal for us anyways. The journey to the orgasm is almost always more gratifying. I felt violated by my Father yet wanted desperately to take it all so I could hear him whisper in my ear how good a I am. Those bubbles are colors I can’t even describe and they make me feel so good to see and to know I’ve made someone I love that genuinely happy and satisfied and yet still eager for more. Wow!
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gone but not forgotten
Posted:Oct 9, 2022 12:08 am
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2022 6:27 am
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Sometimes I don’t post here for a few days and certainly people will send me private messages asking if everything is okay. Their concern seems genuine and I am touched by this but I don’t want anyone to worry about me. When I am gone for a while it just means I have deeply regressed and have remained there for as long as I can. I don’t post when I am a kiddo only when I am kind of taking a break from that.

I asked Daddy what’s the longest I have ever stayed a kiddo and he shrugged his shoulders and said he really couldn’t remember though there have definitely been some memorable times. When we go on vacations he says I stay regressed much longer and deeper than when we’re at home on familiar territory. That makes sense to me because those are times when I feel I need to be protected the most. When we’re at home I know where everything is and chances are there aren’t many unknowns lurking in the bathroom, or even outside. Take me to the coast though and I feel very small and vulnerable which leads to me regressing deeper. When we go to the store I grip my Father’s hand tightly and almost hide behind him when we have to interact with people. It’s not fear just uncertainty but it makes me feel very young indeed.

The things that bring me out of little space that make me stop being a kiddo for a while and act more grown up vary greatly. Sometimes I am faced with a task or moment that requires me to grow up just long enough to take care of it and then I go right back into the mind of a kiddo. Occasionally there is some drama to deal with and yes Papa and I aren’t perfect and sometimes get in arguments or adult discussions but those are also times when I can deal with what’s going on in the moment and then get right back to being the kiddo I am. My mind body and soul are regressed for so many hours of the day that being anything feels truly unnatural and therefore easy to escape from or transfer out of. I do what I have to in those grown up moments but that feels more like role play than anything. The question shouldn’t be how long have I stayed a kiddo but what’s the longest I’ve stayed a big girl?

Being me is truly wonderful. Being allowed to be my true self all the time instead of being forced to grow up is a gift I am eternally grateful for. So few are the moments when I have to face the world as an adult that they might as well not even register - and they don’t. I am one lucky kiddo and I know it.
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disappearing act (3 pics)
Posted:Oct 5, 2022 6:10 am
Last Updated:Oct 8, 2022 11:06 pm
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It's not really magic even though Daddy often describes my ability as magical.



Unless he just takes too long and I run out of air I really don't have a problem swallowing every single inch.

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wet dream
Posted:Oct 3, 2022 6:22 am
Last Updated:Oct 5, 2022 6:06 am
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I’m not really sure why but lots of times I will fall asleep on my tummy with my legs bent at the knee and my feet up in the air. You’d think a sleeping person couldn’t or wouldn’t hold this pose but I do. The reason I know this is because Daddy tells me and has even taken pictures to prove it.

This weekend I must have been super tired because I fell asleep on the couch as described above. The only time I ever pass out on the couch is if my Father is holding me and I’m having a tough night. We will have just smoked and the television will be playing a quiet nature program and he will cradle me until I drift off. That didn’t happen on Saturday though. With a pacifier in my mouth and a bunch of stuffed animals surrounding me I must have felt very comfortable.

During my brief nap on the couch I had a wet dream that I only remember bits of but they were enough to make me so wet that I woke up in a puddle that made it look like I might have peed a bit. I actually woke up because my little pussy was having spasms that were close enough to an orgasm for me to think that’s exactly what was going on. Strangely the sensation that goes with one was absent. My muscles were contracting and I was gushing on the couch but not really feeling the joy that goes along with it. It kind of bummed me out.

When Daddy saw what I’d done to the couch his face lit up and he laughed. He asked me to tell him about my dream and I did the best I could but the memory was growing fuzzier by the minute. The look of delight on his face and the colorful bubbles that were coming out of his mouth told me that he was genuinely pleased and aroused by what had happened to me and that felt really good. Even though I knew I hadn’t wet the couch it felt like one of those moments where I should have been embarrassed by my body doing things without my knowledge. Instead it kind of became a celebratory moment that both Papa and I turned into a good bout of fucking. As I told him what I’d dreamed of he undressed then laid me back and slid inside me. I shuddered and has he pumped away I tried to tell him what I could recall between breaths. At some point I trailed off and stopped talking and I don’t think he noticed because he didn’t ask me to keep talking. He just pounded away at my hole and I laid there and soaked it all in.

What was the wet dream about? Well, I think I might leave that for another post.
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public decency (2 pics)
Posted:Sep 29, 2022 6:18 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2022 6:45 am
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Daddy says when I don't wear panties and bend over it's called "flashing" which I always knew but associated with the picture of a man in a long raincoat walking up to unsuspecting women and pulling it open only to reveal his is naked beneath. That's definitely not the same as when I am wearing a skirt and no panties and bend over to get something on a lower shelf or to draw with chalk on the pavement.



I'm not lifting my skirt on purpose and I'm definitely not aiming my backside in any particular direction except maybe at Papa. It's more like a gift one could have the opportunity to appreciate if they were in the right place at the right time. My Father tells me showing my pussy and ass in public even like this is called indecent exposure or public indecency. He then laughs and says if anything it's really quite decent of me to be giving people a look and they should be happy not upset. I second that.

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don't give me any lip (1 pic)
Posted:Sep 26, 2022 9:09 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2022 1:03 am
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Because you see I have plenty
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the last few rays of sunshine (2 pics)
Posted:Sep 23, 2022 9:48 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2022 1:03 am
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Summer is already gone which bums Daddy and I out not only because we like warmer weather but also because the sun is going to start coming out a lot less. That makes us both sad.



We've been going to the park a lot and I have really enjoyed being surrounded by kiddos like me who can tell pretty soon it won't be as much fun to play on the swings and monkey bars because it'll be cold or wet or both. There's almost a desperate feeling to things but I have just been having a good time playing and coloring on the sidewalk with my chalk.



Lots of time some will come over and ask if they can join and Papa always leaves it up to me. When it's a little girl I say yes but when it's a boy I usually say no. I don't like the energy of boys and I know my Father loves seeing me play with other girls. Yes he sexualizes but he also beams with pride and joy that I can regress even further when I am playing with someone more my kiddo age. He says I transform in a way that is indescribable but I wouldn't know because I am so far immersed in it that I am completely and wholly in the moment. Not self conscious and barely even aware of anything but this second and the next one and the next one.

Hope you enjoy my colorings I have tons more!
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balls! (1 pic)
Posted:Sep 19, 2022 11:28 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2022 1:04 am
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Although I don't like toys inside my pussy pretty much ever I do admit that Daddy stuffing something in my bum and then putting his cock in there too has become a big turn on for me. My favorite are these vibrating anal balls.



It's amazing how pushing them in gets me incredibly wet and yet sometimes my Father will completely ignore that fact and just use my asshole exclusively. When he is done I drip all over the inside of my thighs and the furniture and he just loves it. Being his slutty is lots of fun and always very satisfying. There are 3 balls for this toy but I'd push 10 in there just to make him happy.
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