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werepuppy's Recent EntriesTwo emails todayby werepuppyWell, today was a weird one. I think I was trying to obey 2 suggestions at once, and my subconscience got kinda confused. First off, I'll paste the suggestions, because I'm having real trouble trying to remember how the day started. Sorry, I really don't think I can write this one well, I can bearly remember how any of it felt apart from just sadness, kind of melancholy feeling, and desparatin that I was left with. so I'll understand if nobody wants to comment or anything.
This is what you must do, next time you have some time free at home you will
change to that of a 13-14 year old girl for an hour. You will think like one
and act like one. You will also want to look like an adult and grown up. The
problem is you will find like most teens that you go overboard with how
slutty you look, since while you are under this trigger sexy and slutty
means more adult which you wish to dress up like. You will even go as far as
stuffing your bra and panties to give you the look of bigger tits and ass.
After the hour you will return to normal
and
You MUST DO everything you are told. When you have an hour of free time, your
suddenly going to be a 13 year old girl, just going through puberty that never got
potty trained. Your going to think like a 13 year girl, act like a 13 year old girl,
and even look like one. When you look in a mirror, you no longer see your older
self, but you see yourself as a playful 13 year old girl. You would never remember
being older then 13. Your going to try to potty train yourself because you realize
that's what big kids are suppose to do. Your going to pee in your clothes a bunch of
times by mistake while running to the bathroom like big kids do but eventually with
practice you will make it on time to the toilet and pee like big kid in the toilet.
During your time as a 13 year old girl, your bladder will be very sensitive and will
have to pee a lot. When you pee in the toilet correctly your suddenly going to sing
"I'm a big kid now!", and then right after singing you will instantly revert to
normal.
I don't know if its because of those or something else, but I'm finding it hard to remember much of today. I felt like I was about 12 years old, and more than anything else I wanted people to think I was a big girl. I was looking through teen magazines, imagining how "big girls" should talk, trying to pretend to myself I understand what sex is. I wanted to be sexy, I know that, so I tried all sorts of different clothes, trying to find something that's make me look like the women in the magazines. I knew I had to impress this kid Mike Towers, who was a few years older and I kept hearing older girls saying they wanted him.
Kind of a blast from the past, I guess, but I have no idea who this Mike is. He's not anybody I really know, or somebody I knew at that age. But hey, its some kind of fantasy. I tried everything I could think of to look grown up. First thing that crossed my mind was not wearing nappies. Somehow, I was a 12 year old girl who hasn't been toilet trained yet. It made sense at the time, weird as it seems. So while I was poring over these magazines, I'd be distracted every hour or so by wetting myself. Every time, I promised myself that next time, I'd notice before I need to wee, and go to the bathroom like a big girl. That would impress them, but its not enough on its own.
So I was dressing up, trying all kinds of things. I tried wearing a bra, found that there wasn't enough 'me' yet to fill it out, and tried all kinds of things to stuff it with to try and look real. By mid afternoon, I was no closer to looking grown up, though I'd found some really slutty clothes that would work well if I could get them to fit. I was looking down at the miniskirt when I realised I need to go to the bathroom. I was so proud I'd noticed, ran cheerfully, then let go all over the bathroom floor. Well, I'd do better next time.
It wasn't next time, or the time after. It was late, after I should have tea, before I managed to get to the bathroom on time, remembered to pull my knickers down and lift the lid. Then there was a brief flash of pride, I'd done it, I was a big girl, now I could use Mike's secret and blackmail him into sex, and I'd be a real big girl, more grown up than any of my classmates, now they'd all have to like me. And with that somewhat disgraceful thought, I was back to the real world again.
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