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About sdpurplebrat
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
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From my journal entry
”Grown women do not give stickers to other adults just because it makes them happy. And if they do, they should not giggle while doing it. It’s just not normal. But, isn't that what being kinky is about? Telling society to fuck off because I like to do what I like to do."
I can be a boisterous flirty woman or big goofball or I can sit quietly, watching what’s happening around me. The people to whom I am the most attracted are often the ones with whom I have the hardest time talking!
As far as my adult little girl side, here is a bit about how I approach being a little:
My experience as an adult little girl means I can drop the every day age play of pretending that I am all grown up on the inside. I stop to look at pretty things, I giggle because I feel happy, I tear up when people I love are cross with me, I eat cookies and ice cream for dinner, I sleep with sock monkeys and my dog.
The wink of an eye, the touch of a hand, the hugs and kisses; those are the things that make my heart flutter. The internet is supplemental communication between face-to-face meetings. I am not interested in an online only relationship.
I yearn to feel that special connection with those who can make me feel like a little girl and a woman at the same time. I have dreamed of a Beloved Big to wash my hair, dreamed of listening to that heart beat as I snuggle up, dreamed of that voice saying, "That's my good girl." I long for my very own Big that would care for me tenderly while setting and enforcing rules and boundaries. (It would really help if said Big likes sock monkeys and dogs, too.)
Some of what I offer:
- A silly, quick-witted, thoughtful, heartfelt chatterbox
- Giggles, snuggles, and cuddles galore
- A tall girl with the ability embrace and express freedom and enthusiasm for life
- A chance to be my superhero
**I am not looking for online only, nor am I looking for someone far away. Please be close to San Diego so that we can see each other when the spirit so moves us.
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It was my first “Sex Party”; my first public BDSM club party. There were crosses, whips, gags, leather and lots of naked people getting their kink on. I know that I am kinky. I have a lot of the community standard interests. I want to experience spankings, flogging, and the like. But not tonight. Tonight I have a plan. I will explore a kink that is less common and less understood.
“Do you like Monsters?”
I bound up to random strangers and stick the paper in front of their face. “You pick, I stick!” They point out a sticker; I peel it off and stick it to them. (Shirt, boob, forehead, wherever.) Without fail, they smile. Some flash big smiles with a hug, some only have a small smirk. Either way, my work is done.
I don’t care what you do with that sticker after I walk away. Throw it away, wait for it to fall off, or just leave it there and forget about it. The magic is not in the thing. The magic happened when a tall buxom middle-aged woman in a purple toga bounded up to you and you accepted her as-is in that moment.
I have a career, I have children and I can buy alcohol without showing ID. But tonight? I am Little.
Tonight, I can let the grinning, bouncing, giggling side of myself out. Not once did a person try and tell me to “snap out of it!” No one mocked me. No one was mean. My kink was accepted and by extension, so was I.
There is something wonderful about seeing Big Domly people walking around with a 6-armed purple monster sticker on their black shirt; Something wonderful about people coming back with a sad face because they lost their sticker and want another one; Something wonderful about the person who drags their friend along, “She wants a monster sticker, too!” I felt like that something wonderful was me.
There is nothing wrong with age play, pretending to be an age different than your driver’s license, but this is not age play. I dropped my every day age play of pretending that I am all grown up on the inside. I just let myself be Little in a way that society would not accept generally. Grown women do not give stickers to other adults just because it makes them happy. And if they do, they should not giggle while doing it. It’s just not normal. But, isn’t that what being kinky is about? Telling society to fuck off because I like to do what I like to do.
Yeah, I’m kinky. I like my beaded rainbow flogger, my purple strap on and Bikkja’s paddle. But I must admit, I love Monster Stickers. |
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