Crimsoni

Girl doing girl things ♥️

Doodley gift for my lil sis @marvelousmatty.bsky.social ♥️♥️♥️

Aaron Rodericks, their head of Trust and Safety, was caught faving barely legal porn from his work account: he simply banned the account that exposed him. When Rodericks openly mocked a woman whose husband was kidnapped by ICE, the ratio was as follows: 3 reposts, 460 quotes, 14 likes, 44 saves. The skeeters were not having it. You see, Bluesky found the wrong initial audience. While the staff is comprised of libertarian cryptocurrency hodlers hand-picked by Twitter co-founder Jack Dorsey after a twelve hours out-of-body experience on Ayahuasca, the early userbase turned out to be comprised of Marxists, people of color, queers, sex workers, furries, and assorted weirdos: those who fled Twitter first, bringing neither shitcoins nor NFTs with them. Jack Twitter hated so much what the Twitter 2 he envisioned turned out to be, he nuked his Bluesky account and went to a Vipassana retreat in the blockchain.

Reposting what i had to say about Bluesky in my article "Every Platform is Hitler"

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I don't really show it very clearly but lutra and I are in full panic mode as far as finances go. we're a month behind on rent hoping the useless landlord doesn't notice and hit us with some obscene $300 late fee, behind on electric, and don't have money for groceries

You need to call your reps and demand that they OPPOSE:

-the KIDS Act
-KOSA
-the Screen Act
-Sammy's Law
-the App Store Accountability Act

And additionally, oppose:

-reforming/sunsetting Section 230
-online age verification/ID laws

www.congress.gov/members/find...

Commission for anonymous

Hypnosis again

#mlp #diaperart #abdl #celestia #diaperusage #wetdiaper

gold deficit hyperactive disorder

"I think my little stinker's been a bit more resistant than yours, Mabel, but I think a few more feedings should fix that..." your captor laughed you, changing her mind about changing you to slip her ghostly nipple back into your mouth, panic fleeing your little body as you automatically suckled...

That... that couldn't be true, could it? That would have meant that all your boobymilk guzzling was for naught!

"Waaah! Abuuuuuuh!" you wailed, thrashing about in your captor's arms, only to receive a knowing chuckle in response.

"Buttttt, that's why we divided them all between us, isn't it? One ghost mama to one baby! And each little baby acts so docile and needy, thinking they're bravely sacrificing themselves, but only getting more and more baby brained as they gobble up our milk!" your ghostly captor chuckled.

"And he was super brave too! He thought he'd be able to distract me from regressing the rest of you further!" his ghost chuckled, tending to your friend's loaded diaper.

"I think they all thought they were distracting us when they demanded our attention, Mabel!" your captor laughed.

Your ghostly captor explained, and then you looked over to your friend in shocked disbelief; he was much smaller than last you saw him, had bits of spectral breastmilk around his little pudgy face too, and his eyes were dull and had barely any of the intellect they once shone with.

"Baagubaah?" you asked your captor in confusion; how could this be? There was supposed to be just one spirit haunting this place!

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mention it before, but I invited some of my other friends over to help out! It wouldn't do to run this haunted daycare alone, after all!"

You only had a slight blush on your face as she hauled you off to the changing tables, this being just part of the routine to you by now.

But then you saw something in the changing area that gave you pause for the first time in a long while; one of your friends being tended to by ANOTHER ghost.

Until inevitably an accident happened, her rich breastmilk getting you in its usual way.

*FFLLRRRRTCH* you heard, and then your seat effortlessly filled out, your regressed little body far too used to using your diapers by now.

"Oh dear, somebaby's stinky again!" your captor cooed.

With loving affection, she read out a book she's chosen for you, her being well versed to your tastes.

She weaved out a grand fantasy of knights and princesses and mean dragons who try and ruin everything, and you're engrossed even though you can't understand most of the words she's saying.

"Gah!" you gurgled, pointing at a mini bookcase. A great idea, you thought, something that'd be sure to keep her occupied reading them out to you since you couldn't read them yourself anymore!

"Good choice, baby!" she agreed, taking you into a rocking chair with you on her ghostly lap.

You could get her to give you a stroller ride, those were always fun! The bouncer was always super fun too, but that gave her more opportunities to check on your friends, and then she might make them little like you instead of leaving them in training pants.

"Well?" she asked.

"What should we do today, baby? You're in charge, so you get to pick!" she offered, patting your back lovingly as you finished up your meal.

You let out a little belch, and then thought. Obviously, you had to keep her away from your friends, but that still gave you a lot of options for playtime.

And even if you hadn't seen your friends since you agreed to be the distraction, that didn't mean you could give up acting like a baby for her.

It just meant they were working hard to find a way out and would get you out of diapers and back to your old big kid life before long.

Someone had to distract her while everyone else looked for an escape from the haunted daycare, and you were just the one brave enough to volunteer to distract the ghost.

You could barely focus on anything now after your sacrifice, but it was the only way you could escape, you reasoned.

"Look at you go! I love being able to dote on you like this, my smelly little baby!" your captor crooned happily, pleased with how taken you were with her spectral breasts.

You smiled dimly and continued nursing. It was all for the sake of the plan, you told yourself. ⤵️

I SAID, I COULD DO IT! YOU'RE AN IDIOT SANDWICH! SO THERE!

Squishy kitty girl cute…

Must make her fill her pants and squish…

Silly doodle for @ludis.bsky.social 🩷🩷🩷

I said, I could do it!

"Yes, cartoons! Perfect for stimulating your little minds, and getting you out of my hair for a bit." I agree, hoping you won't be too loud while I pour over my studies or fiddle about with my new wand.

I could do it

Regression Witch bumping into an old schoolmate and having a chat, but soon growing peeved after she suspects they don't remember her name!

In another fit of witchy rage, she hexes them back to weak minded gurgling infancy, ensuring that the only names they'll know from now on are Mama and Dada!

It's been a while, so thought I'd try my hand at writing another short little flash fic. It's the usual themes you should expect from me.