Midget Mommy Mimi
My Bio:
Hey guys, I’m Mimi, yes, I met all your needs in a small 3-foot parcel. Not only can I change my baby's dirty diaper while standing, but if I need to suck my baby's milk, I can *blink* before or after changing the baby's dirty diaper! Have you ever wondered what it's like for such a small mother to feed you with her breasts and wait for you to suck them dry? Well, go to mom's room, she has a closet full of diapers, specially for you to change clothes! I know I am very young, but I am full of mother's love, and I will definitely take care of her baby in a great way! The best part of being a little mom is that if you want to be my father, as a little girl, I fit your knees, and I like being a little girl as a daddy. I can change your diaper, I cry like a perfect baby. I can climb directly into my bed and let my father come to see me in the middle of the night. I hope my father can tell me more secrets. I promise I will not tell my mother what my father did while sleeping. If I wet the bed, can you turn my little body over and spank me to wet the bed?
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Body Worship
Breastfeeding
Midget Mommy
Mommy/Son Roleplay
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October 26, 2009
A be”witch”ing poem for the sake of the Halloween spirit. In a city, on the border Of Greenwich Harbor and Bly, Maine Lies a scene, dubbed out of order The people don’t like to explain For when nightfall finds its calling And the ground is damp with dew A strange, mist-like fog starts falling Believed from the witches brew. When the haze drifts on the hillside The scent of sulfur fills the air Streaking ‘cross the ebbing high tide Till the fog is everywhere Then the night becomes quite stoic ‘Neath the bright yellow facade And the townsfolk, not heroic Find their shelter e’er abroad. Thus, the city is a ghost town Every night when dusk appears But, alas, there’s milling around In spite of the chills and fears It is true, the rumored report Of the fog-like mist and smell For within a vacant resort Is the place where witches dwell. While the walls are swayed by motion And the roof is half intact The witches join to boil a potion Made of decades old extract To erase one’s recollections Of the town that they once knew Once they taste the rich confections That are in the witches’ brew. Minnie
October 16, 2009
Oh thats right its almost here yes Halloween is just a few weeks away then you get dress up in your costume and go trick or treating just make sure you are so very careful because we wouldn’t want you to get hurt out having fun now would we because that wouldn’t be any fun at all huh. Watch out for those ghost and gobblins they can be kind of tricky you know taking all your candy and making you wet your pants no fun is it so you see thats why you have to make sure you wear a nice dry diaper while getting all that candy together and having fun.Oh and watch out especially for those naughty witches sweetie never know what they might be up to on that night. Minnie