Posted by Allan Quartermain on June 15, 2005 at 07:00 [195.92.67.208]
Muffin
Muffin is a big-little girl, twenty going on four. She is very petite and sort-of pretty, in a little-girl sort of way, although she can be very sexy when she wants to. Muffin doesn’t really have much in the way of a figure - her body is rather immature as well as small. She is only four foot seven inches tall, with a chest that is almost flat and narrow childlike hips, although her pert little bottom is delightfully round and neat. Muffin has wide blue eyes of an oddly deep shade, wavy light-brown hair, a naturally fair peaches-and-cream complexion and a wonderful shy smile.
Most people assume that she is in her early teens - but Muffin is much younger than that in spirit. She didn’t have a very happy time when she was a little girl, loosing her real daddy in a car accident when she was only seven. And she never really got on with her new step-daddy when her mother re-married. Even back then, she used to find comfort in regression, sucking her thumb, hugging her teddy or cug-cug (that’s her name for her comforter – and old muslin baby nappy) and in going to the bathroom in her pants.
As a big-little girl, Muffin still does all these things – but nowadays she doesn’t get scolded or made fun of. Her wonderful new Daddy (who really is old enough to be her daddy!) just looks after her and loves her and makes her feel secure. He treats her just like she wants to be treated, dresses her in the clothes she wants to wear, changes her underwear or cleans her up when she needs him to, and lets her play little-girl games for as long as she likes. So perhaps now she is having the childhood she always longed for.
Muffin spends a lot of her time with her Daddy in his neat little house deep in the country. That’s a good place to be, as there is no-one to pry and spy on her, and she can be herself without worrying. She also goes to big-girl art college part of the time, because she is very good at drawing and painting. And, as Daddy says, it’s good to be grown up for at least part of the time, so that she doesn’t loose touch with young people her own age. Muffin doesn’t mind going to college because she can always come back to Daddy’s house when she wants to, and it’s even nicer to be able to become a carefree little girl again when you’ve had to be a rather shy grown-up for a while.
Muffin got her nickname from her Grandpa when she was very little. Grandpa remembered an old children’s radio programme about Muffin the Mule, and he used to say that she was as stubborn as any mule (especially when it came to potty-training) so that Muffin was a good name for her. And so Muffin she became, at least until she went to secondary school. And what could be more natural, when she became a big-little girl, than to go back to being Muffin once again?
So now Muffin is happy, playing with her wonderful toys or in the playground Daddy has made in the garden, with its tree-house, swing, see-saw and sandpit. She wears beautiful little-girl clothes with proper cotton little-girl knickers or trainer pants underneath. She has her hair plaited or put in bunches and never wears any make-up. At night she has a proper little-girl room with a nice bed with a rubber sheet and a colourful Winnie the Pooh duvet cover. She sleeps wearing a nice soft terry-towelling nappy and plastic pants under her nightdress or pyjamas, so it doesn’t go all over the sheets when she wets herself.
It never matters if she wets herself – or only if she makes a puddle on Daddy’s best carpet; then he gets upset. Anywhere else he doesn’t mind, a so most of the time Muffin doesn’t worry if she doesn’t have a nappy or trainer-pants on. She is just as happy to wee or poo in her ordinary knickers. In fact, she often prefers to go in her panties, because it’s somehow a bit naughtier than going in a nappy - and every little girl likes to be a bit naughty sometimes, doesn’t she?
Of course. Daddy being a good daddy has to pretend that Muffin needs to be potty trained. He asks her often if she needs to go to the toilet (funny how she hardly ever does!), and sometimes he makes her sit there and ‘just try’. There are even days or times when Muffin herself decides that she wants to be a good girl and use the toilet like she does when she’s being a big girl at college. But not often – usually she’s quite happy to be extremely unreliably potty-trained. Daddy sometimes pretends to tell her off when she does it in her pants, but Muffin can tell he doesn’t really mean it.
Daddy isn’t worried when Muffin has an accident. He lets her stay in wet or yukky pants or nappies for as long as she likes, and changes her carefully and lovingly when she needs it. He makes sure to put plenty of cream and powder on her bottom so she doesn’t get sore. Daddy also makes sure that Muffin is a healthy little girl. He doesn’t let her eat junk food or things that are bad for her - he gives her lots of natural things to eat and drink that have all the right vitamins and are nutricious. He also makes sure she has plenty to drink – natural fruit cordials and spring water - even if it means that she has to make pee-pee rather often. And of course there’s lots of fruit and fibre and all the other things that make sure that she does proper regular BMs - nice big soft, ones, usually twice a day. Daddy always praises her for doing nice big big jobs - even if that means she’s filled her pants.
Muffin has lots of accidents and adventures when she’s with Daddy. If you want, I can tell you about some of them.
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