Naughti here. Oh where to start… Disclaimer…. First and foremost, in this adult dynamic, any mention of a babygirl, or little babygirl, is by my definition: a consenting adult woman over the age of 18 years old physically. Mentally they can regress to a younger age, but have the ability to slip back into the adult state of mind whenever any sexual activity is broached or the legal need for consent shows itself. No one is being taken advantage of, all people in this dynamic are fully aware of their involvement and do so willingly and legally.
Babygirls and Regression
Ok, now that that is out of the way, time for the fun stuff. Littles can regress or be of a younger mind. My little regresses, but at the same time, I have a little personality as well. I relate well with 8-13 year old girls. I love Monster High, My Little Pony, Care Bears and Lilo and Stitch. I love to dress in twirly skirts and have colored spunky hair. Many littles can be a baby which includes using a bottle and wearing diapers, or toddler with binkies and sippy cups, or a youngster who likes to color and play with sidewalk chalk. So you see, anyone can be a little and it is up to them to define how they will make it their own.
When it comes to my Poppie, I love to make him happy. Because when he is happy, he can take care of me. This is by far my favorite part of the dynamic. Growing up, I had to be in control and take care of my family including my younger sibling. I had to get a job and pay my way from the age of 16. This included giving money to my parents for various things. I had, and have a hard time giving up control no matter how much I hate it, because I knew if I didn’t do it, it wouldn’t get done. I finally trust my Poppie to take control and handle the situations because deep down, I don’t want to have to take control.
Sometimes I am Bratty
My first line of defense is my bratty side. When I am not happy, usually because I have to take control, my bratty side comes out. I call my brattiness my middle. Me and Poppie are learning about this side of me and trying to contain it. When it first came out, we thought it was because I was not getting my Poppie time so I would act out to get attention to make sure he cares and will go the extra mile to bring me back in line. Luckily these episodes are becoming fewer and I am learning to be more confident in myself under his tutelage and accept and believe in his love.
This is a little insight to me and my definitions of some of the babygirl world. Bright shiny things are dancing in front of me, so I know my concentration is all gone. Time to go watch some cartoons. Spongebob is calling my name. Until later, hope you have a happy rainbow and sprinkles kind of day. 🙂