nice player :)

yeahi got you meow

hey can you tuck me into bed tonight

There’s just something about a delicate, feminine princess boy who’s fully embraced his role as a helpless little plaything for real men. The way he purposely softens his voice, keeps his body smooth and hairless, and dresses in clothes that cling to his fragile frame, like he’s begging to be treated like the expensive, spoiled brat he is.

He doesn’t want to be a man. He wants to be something prettier, something weaker, something that exists purely for the pleasure of bigger, stronger, richer men.

And the best part? He enjoys his own humiliation. The way he blushes when called "princess," the way he moans when a real man reminds him he’ll never be anything but a bottom, the way he preens when he’s treated like a kept boy who doesn’t have to worry about a thing and becomes a girl for a bigger, stronger provider.

There’s just something about a delicate, feminine princess boy who’s fully embraced his role as a helpless little plaything for real men. The way he purposely softens his voice, keeps his body smooth and hairless, and dresses in clothes that cling to his fragile frame, like he’s begging to be treated like the expensive, spoiled brat he is.

He doesn’t want to be a man. He wants to be something prettier, something weaker, something that exists purely for the pleasure of bigger, stronger, richer men.

And the best part? He enjoys his own humiliation. The way he blushes when called "princess," the way he moans when a real man reminds him he’ll never be anything but a bottom, the way he preens when he’s treated like a kept boy who doesn’t have to worry about a thing and becomes a girl for a bigger, stronger provider.

nice player :)