They’re Coming….

These words make me melt every time

Little Space: Ideas

Sometimes it’s rather hard to get into little space, but here are just some ideas! They are not meant to be directed towards one gender over another, nor are they everyone’s cup of tea!

Appearance!

You can change different aspects of your physical appearance to feel little.

Hair:

~Braid(s) ~Bun(s) ~Done by Dommy/Mommy/Daddy ~Fluffy ~Pig tails ~Pony tail

Tops:

~Any clothes belonging to Dommy/Mommy/Daddy ~Button down ~Cropped ~Graphic (with cartoons, quotes, photos, etc.) ~Daddy) ~Lace ~Pastel colored ~Printed ~Ruffles

Bottoms:

~Diaper ~Panties ~Pull up ~Shorts ~Skirt ~Tutu

Full body:

~Any clothes belonging to Dommy/~Mommy/Daddy ~Dress ~Leotard ~Onesie ~Overalls ~Romper

Accessories:

~Bells ~Bib ~Bows ~Blanket cape ~Charms ~Choker ~Collar ~Crown ~Clips (hair) ~Clips (paci) ~Glasses ~Glitter ;) ~Hats ~Pet gear (ears, tail, collar, leach, etc.) Ribbons ~Socks (animal, fuzzy, knee high, lace, patterned, ruffled, striped, etc.) ~Tiara

Activities:

Here are active things to do to put or keep you in little space!

~Action figures ~App games (I will make a list of cute apps) ~Aquarium ~Bake (with supervision and or help) ~Bath (bubbles, color tablets, paint toys, etc.) ~Beads (bead animals, charms, jewelry, key chain, etc.) ~Blanket fort ~Build-a-Bear ~Cinema (movie theater) ~Coloring (general) ~Coloring books/pages ~Crafts ~Cuddling (blankets, Dommy, pets, pillows, stuffed animals) ~Dancing ~DIYs (any you want!) ~Drawing ~Dress up ~Dolls ~Finger painting ~Help with a meal ~House (playing as mommy, daddy, pet, etc.) ~Instruments (play or learn to play) ~Jewelry making (bracelets, neckless etc.) ~Mall ~Make believe ~Meals (chicken fingers/nuggets, dino nuggets, fries, Mac and cheese, anything else that makes you feel little) ~Movies (animated, Disney, ect.) ~Music (listen to, or create your own) ~Naps ~Oobleck ~Painting ~Pet play ~Picture books ~Pillow for ~Play-Doh ~Pretend ~Prince/Princess (pretending to be in a castle etc.) ~Put on a show (for Dommy/Mommy/Daddy, stuffies, toys) ~Rabb.it with Dommy/Mommy/Daddy, Little friend, friend (movie/tv/YouTube/video streaming) ~Reading (to someone else, stuffies, Dommy/Mommy/Daddy, or having some one read to you) ~Rolling on the floor (pretending to be a crumb) ~Singing ~Slime ~Snacks (candy, crackers, cupcake, fruit, fruit snacks, ice cream, goldfish, gummies, pie, Popsicle, sprinkles, yogurt, etc.) ~Speaking with Dommy/Mommy/Daddy ~Stories (Making up your own, reading some) ~Stuffies (cuddling, playing with, watching movies/tv with) ~Stickers ~Sticker books ~Sucking on paci ~Tea party ~Tie-dye ~Toy store ~Tv shows (Cartoon Network, cartoons, ~Disney Jr., PBS kids, Sprout, etc.) ~Video call with Dommy/Mommy/Daddy ~Video games ~Zoo

Butterfly necklace by Artemis Accessories

I wouds neber!!!! Nopes, no I no gets in trobel! 🥺😣

Home

You looked up from your phone as you heard the door click shut. The sound drew you from your idle browsing and you moved to greet her. She was sitting on the floor when you got there, arms wrapped around her knees. You went to her, kneeling beside her and placing a hand on her back.

“Bad day?”

She didn’t respond in words, only a small nod and a vacant gaze. You gave her a small squeeze on the shoulder and began to remove her shoes. She made no move to resist and continued to stare into nothing. You were placing them on the rack when you felt a timid tug on the back of your shirt. You turned and sank down to look into her eyes, concern etched across you features. Her voice was little more than a flicker, barely brushing your ears and making you strain to hear.

“Can…, “she paused, as if she’d forgotten the words. “Can we do the thing…” she said, still holding the edge of your shirt clutched in one small hand.

You gave her a soft smile and nodded reassuringly. “Of course.”  

You slid your arm under her knees to lift her. She felt frail, drained, limp. You gently placed your lips to her head and carried her away. You laid her down on the mattress and began to undress her. Her shirt, her pants, her bra, everything to remind her of her day and its tribulations was whisked away and carefully stacked in a neat pile on the floor, out of sight. You handed her Mr. Snuzzles and she clutched him tightly to her chest as you gathered her new clothes and set them down beside her. She lifted her bottom mechanically and you slid the crinkly padding under her. You dusted your hands with the bottle of powder and rubbed the sweet-smelling powder into her delicate skin as she cooed quietly into her stuffed guardian.  

You smoothed the tapes tight around her hips and bade her to lift her arms. She gave a little whine, unhappy to momentarily lose the protective shield contact with Snuzzles afforded. You worked quickly to pull the cloth over her head, grinning at the giggles you produced when her head became momentarily trapped in the fabric. You snapped the buttons shut tight against her and gave her a loving squeeze before handing back Snuzzles The Protector. Despite Snuzzle’s best efforts, she looked at you and her mouth trembled slightly, a quake threatening to crumble the castle. You knew what to do and cupped her face in one hand and guiding the paci to her wavering lips. She gazed up at you through eyes half lidded with content and you pulled her close. The hint of a smile snuck across her lips as she nestled against you. There was no more worry. No more big girl thoughts. No more sad tears. There was only warmth, and care, and the soothing melody of your heart against her ear.  

Home.

I think I'm a ice cream sandwich hehe🥰🤗💕

Fluffy kitty