It is simple. He becomes Papa and I am his little Missie.
Crayons, coloring books, character panties, lollipops and crooked pig tails.
I know it doesn't sound like much but it really messes with my head. Pushes my limits hard. I am more likely to red out with age play than any thing else.
He lets me get my head around it gradually. A lollipop or a new box of crayons. Little hints. It doesn't take long for the hints to work. I start asking for it.
Eventually panties become a privilege and privacy is a thing of the past. The harder he pushes, the slower he has to move. One step at a time.
I think I will leave Dragon a hint tonight. My handwriting book with the fat pencil? Or the coloring book and crayons? If the weather warms up today I may even put on a dress without panties. That always gets his attention.
Yep. Today I am Missie