Gather 'round, oh "littles" of kinkdom. Hoodie has a rant for you.

You've gone and ruined the whole DD/bg dynamic. You've turned it into some creepy, pedobear, Sybil-esque, monkeyball-assed bullshit.

Way back when I started in this shit we do, I was a babygirl. NO ONE thought I was a creeper. NO ONE thought my Daddy was a creepapedopotomus.

Now? Most people assume we have that kind of dynamic. They assume I'm a little, and gawd forbid I deny I am, they say I'm just lying to myself, that I don't know what the fuck I'm talking about. They swear my Bossman/Daddy has to deal with an incompetent, thumb-sucking, infantile twit.

NEWSFLASH: I was doing this shit when you were still wearing pull-ups training pants. I know what my fucking motivations are and they have NOTHING to do with a fantasy of being fucked whilst I pretend I'm underaged.

You fuckers came along and ruined the whole fucking dynamic for those of us who want a Daddy and don't feel the need to "age regress" so that we can be fucked senseless while we pretend to be a 3yo. You've made me ashamed to admit I have a Daddy because I get associated with YOUR kink.

It isn't the kink that bothers me. The how's, why's, and what's of your private time are YOURS and I try not to judge. It's the whole usurping of the dynamic so that it equates to this kink that bothers the fuck out of me, because I get judged.

Why the fuck can't you just own your fucking shit? Why take a perfectly good dynamic/description and make it something it isn't with connotations of squick? Why can't you just admit you like age-play and leave it the fuck at that? Why drag all of the rest of us along with you?

You need to own your shit, you fucking cowards. I'm a babygirl, Bossman is a Daddy and I resent being tossed in your heaping, still-steaming pile of cow dung because the "little brigade" is out. of. fucking. control.

Just stop.

In the name of all things kinky...

FUCKING STOP.