Here’s the latest of my hypno-sessions with Mistress Lola.
As always, Mistress Lola’s words are in italics,
mine are in bold face, and my
editorial comments are in this san serif face.
Words in [brackets] are actions, and hypnotic triggers are underlined.
I signed into this chat with a new name Mistress Lola had
given me, one that indicated I was feeling youthful and childish in my sissy
ways. And the Mistress ran with that for my adventure in trance.
Well hello Little
Dani Dot
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[LittleDaniDot
curtseys]
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[LolaVenus pets her
lap]
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As you might guess
from the name, I'm feeling somewhat little girlish
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That's why Mummy
wants you to sit in her lap, little one
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Of course,
Mummy...but let me show you exactly how I'm feeling
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Awww
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How very sweet, my
little lady
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[LolaVenus wraps
her arms around you, letting you warm up in Mummy's embrace]
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[LittleDaniDot
snuggles in Mummy's lap]
I've been on pins
and needles all day waiting for this
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May I kiss my
Mummy?
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You may, poppet
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[LittleDaniDot
kisses Mummy]
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Such a good little
girl
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Thank you, Mummy
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A very good girl
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Mummy's little
angel
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Can we have an
adventure, Mummy?
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One where I feel...nice?
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I shall make you
feel very
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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Nice
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and deep
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and relaxed
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and obedient
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Just listening to
Mummy
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Just letting
Mummy's words
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guide you
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transform you
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Feel yourself
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in this warm, nice
embrace
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This wonderful warm
softness around you
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Feel yourself
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being changed by
this softness
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this peace
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this bliss
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this niceness
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Feel the years
rolling backwards
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Feel yourself
getting
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younger
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and younger
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Feel the effects of
time
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slipping away
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as you feel
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younger
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and younger
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every second that
passes
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makes you feel
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younger
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happier
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sweeter
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going back to a
more innocent age
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a more sweeter age
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back to being
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just six years old
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A sweet six year
old
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Feel yourself
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wearing such a
pretty little dress
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A soft white pretty
dress
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A lovely dress
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for a lovely little
lady
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Feel the fabric
against your soft skin
This kind of suggestion is always interesting to
experience. In my mind’s eye, I see myself changing, becoming a little girl,
I feel the sensations Mistress describes. Intellectually, I know nothing has
happened, but emotionally I feel everything as she says it. Perhaps this one
was helped along by the fact that I was already prepared to be cute and
childish when we began....
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Oh, Mumsy...I love how
it rustles!
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Feel your feet
inside lovely buckled shoes
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with a cute little
ribbon on the buckle
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So cute
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Perfect for a
little cutie like
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Little Dani Dot
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isn't that right?
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Ohhh...and they
shine so!
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Yes, I look so
cute, Mumsy!
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So cute, innocent
and sweet
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With your shoes all
polished to perfection
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And your dress
rustling as you sit
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Mummy's little
princess
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Little Dani Dot
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Mumsy, I feel like
a princess...like a fairy-tale
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but my little
thingy feels funny
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Funny, little one?
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Sort of tingly...it
likes the way my panties rub on it
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That's normal for a
girl your age, sweetie
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Really, Mumsy?
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Yes dear
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It means you're
getting older
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But right now
you're still Mummy's girl
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Soft, sweet, and
innocent
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May we go out and
show off my pretty dress, Mumsy?
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Yes dear, I have a
special day planned for us
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Feel Mummy taking
your hand in hers
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How big and soft
her hand feels compared to yours
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Are you ready to go
out?
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Yes, Mumsy
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Good girl
Ohhh...that makes
me feel good all over
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Feel Mummy's hand
guiding you
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as Mummy always
does
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Feel yourself
walking alongside Mummy
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It's a bright,
sunny day
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The birds are
singing as we walk along the street
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People smile and
wave as we walk past them
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Such an ideal day
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I smile back and
wave...
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Perfect for a
little girl and her Mummy
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I like the sound of
my rustling petticoats
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I like the sound of
my heels on the pavement
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I like the feel of
the breeze on my knees
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We pass by a beauty
parlour
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Would you like to
have your hair done to look like Mummy?
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Oh, yes, Mumsy! Can
my hair be a pretty red, like yours?
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Of course it can,
sweetiepops
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Mummy opens the
door
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The bell rings as
we enter
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The pretty stylist
waves at us and says hello
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She compliments
your outfit
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Say thank you to
the nice lady, Dani
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[LittleDaniDot
curtseys]
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"Thank you,
miss"
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I explain to her
that your hair must be a beautiful shade of red, just like mine
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She helps you onto
the chair, and raises it a few inches so she can reach your hair
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After all, you're
just a little thing
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aren't you?
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Yes, Mumsy...I
wriggle a little in the chair with excitement
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Feel the stylist's
hand running through your hair
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as she leans your
head back ever so gently
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and dips it into a
pool of warm water
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It feels so nice
against your scalp
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Ooohhh, yes,
Mumsy...so nice...so soft...almost makes me sleepy
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Feel free to close
your eyes, little one
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knowing that when
they open
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you will have such
wonderful red hair
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Just like Mumsy
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As the stylist adds
the dye to the pool
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and runs it through
your hair
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gently massaging
your head as she does so
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[LittleDaniDot
closes her eyes]
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Feel her fingers
rubbing softly against your head
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The massage makes
me even sleepier
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The water splashing
back and forth
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as she continues to
do her work
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Like I'm drifting
into one of Mumsy's trances
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Yes dear
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Just as you have
been taught
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Whenever Mummy
wants you to be a
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Good girl
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All I feel is the
stylist working on my hair...
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as I drift away
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And before you know
it
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you can hear
Mummy's voice saying
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Wake up, Little
Dani Dot
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Wake up and see
your new hair
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Look at the big
mirror in front of oyu
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And see your lovely
new look
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I blink and look in
the mirror...
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"Oh, was I
asleep?"
Just for a little
bit, dear
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A pretty girl with
marvelous red hair looks back at me
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"Ohhh...Mumsy--just
like yours!"
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Yes dear
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Like mother, like
daughter
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I look around and
see a cart with nail polish
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"Mumsy, can I
have my nails painted a pretty color, too?"
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Well, I don't know
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You're a little
young to be wearing nail polish
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"Oh, please, Mumsy? Just for today?"
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See Mummy grin
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I suppose you will
have to learn sometime
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Do you want them to
be pretty pink, like Mummy's?
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"Oh, yes,
Mumsy...just like yours! Pink is a good color for a little girl like me,
isn't it?
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It's perfect for a
little girl like you
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Such a girly colour
for a little princess
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Hold out your
hands, Little Dani Dot
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Let the stylist
apply the lovely polish to your nails
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"Oh, it really
does match your nails, Mumsy!"
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Yes darling
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You look almost as
pretty as Mummy
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[LittleDaniDot
pouts]
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"Only almost
as pretty?"
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Just you wait,
sweetie
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Watch Mummy nod to
the stylist
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who unbuckles those
shiny shoes of yours
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slides them off
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pulls off your
socks
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and starts painting
your toenails too
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That same pretty
pink polish
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"Ooooh...what
a shame I'll have to hide my pretty toenails in socks and shoes!"
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Not for long,
poppet
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Only until we pop
next door
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I think you can go
there barefooted
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Watch Mummy pay the
stylist
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Put your shoes and
socks in her bag
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"Mumsy, before
we go...may I wear a little pink lipstick, too?
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"Then I'll
really be as pretty as you"
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Lipstick? Now that
really is too much
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"Just a
little? Please?"
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But I suppose it's
better I put it on you rather than let you steal mine
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Just for today, and
only because you've been a good girl
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The stylist pulls
out a light red lipstick from the drawer, and gently applies it to your lips,
showing you how to make the right shape
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[LittleDaniDot
smiles and blows a kiss]
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I look again at the
mirror. "I look like a real princess!"
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Now if her highness
would deign to take her mother's hand, we can go to the second point in our
big day out
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[LittleDaniDot
hangs her head and blushes]
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"Yes,
Mumsy"
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Mummy takes your
hand again
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and leads you on
your bare feet through the door
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along the street
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and into the shoe
shop next door
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So many shoes on
display
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in all shapes and
colours and sizes
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Mummy takes a look
around
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Would you like an
open toe shoe, or sandals, Little Dani Dot?
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"Oh,
Mumsy...can we get a pair in white to match my dress....sandals, I
think"
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"And with a
pretty little heel, please?"
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Mummy selects a
pair of little white sandals, with a coral strap and an inch high heel
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[LittleDaniDot
claps hands]
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Try these on for
size, sweetie
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I slip them on
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"Will you
buckle them for me, Mumsy?"
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Mummy helps you
with the buckle
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Her long, slender
fingers much better suited than your little stubby ones
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The sandals are
nice and tight on your feet
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I look down at my
feet, seeing my pretty toenails shine in the light
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"They look and
feel nice, Mumsy"
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Then we'll take
them
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I stand and walk in
them a bit...my ankles wobble a bit at first
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but I soon learn
how to handle them properly
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Just be careful,
sweetie
Don't want to get a
booboo, do we?
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"No, Mumsy...I'll
take careful little steps”
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That's a good
girl
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As I walk in them,
I feel my little thingy tingling again
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Are you alright,
poppet?
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It feels nice
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"Oh, yes,
Mumsy....just very...excited"
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Well don't get too
excited, darling
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or you might spoil your
pretty dress
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"I understand,
Mumsy..."
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Good girl
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As we walk, I look
at my reflection in the shop windows
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I am proud to walk
beside my beautiful Mumsy
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See what a pretty
little girl you are
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"I'm as pretty
as you now, Mumsy!"
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You look just like
your Mummy did at your age
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[LittleDaniDot
smiles]
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"May I kiss
you, Mumsy?"
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And I know you'll
grow up to be as pretty as I am now
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Mummy leans down to
let you kiss her
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I press my lips to
your cheek...
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and smile to see my
pink lipstick there
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"Mumsy, lots
of people are looking at us...."
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Yes they are, dear
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They see a
beautiful woman and her pretty daughter
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"Do they know
I didn't start out as your pretty daughter?"
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It would be very
hard for them to tell, dear
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You look just like
a little girl
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A little girl...
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yes, I am a little girl
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Your big ruffley
dress hiding any sign of your littlw thingy
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As far as anyone
can tell
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And as far as you
know
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You are a little girl
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I hold my hand up
to my eyes to see my pink fingernails
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I look down at my
toes in my pretty sandals
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I see my smiling
reflection in the windows, with my pretty pink lips
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and my lovely red
hair
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"Yes, Mumsy, I
am a girl....
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Just a girl
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A sweet little girl
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“and your pretty
princess of a daughter"
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Mummy's pride and
joy
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"Will I always
be a girl, Mumsy?"
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"From now
on?"
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Yes, angel
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You will grow up as
a girl
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Dress as a girl
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Act as a girl
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Think as a girl
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And only your Mummy
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and her close
friends
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will know any
differently
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You will be
brainwashed
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every single night
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to perceive
yourself as a girl
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In every way Mummy
wants you to
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As far as you'll
ever know
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You were always a
girl with a thingy
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Doesn't that sound
heavenly, Little Dani Dot?
The preceding exchange is a good example of how both of us
can guide the trance experience. There was nothing in Mistress’s original
description of the
“adventure” to suggest that I was not a genetic girl...but my own desire for feminization led me to suggest that I was not what I seemed. Mistress played along, as she always does when my mind goes in a new direction. |
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"Oh, yes,
Mumsy! But will I ever be a grown-up woman like you?"
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Well of course you
will, pumpkin
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You will grow up
like any other girl
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into a pretty
teenage high school queen
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and then an
attractive young woman
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and you'll soon be
all grown up and ready to be the woman Mummy programs you to be
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"Will I have
nice soft bumps on my chest like yours?"
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Yes dear,
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The best that Mummy
can buy
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"Will I get to
wear pretty lacy bras like yours?"
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In all sorts of
colours and styles
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And nylons on my
legs?
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Both stockings and
tights
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When you're older,
of course
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"Oh goody! I
like the feel of your nylons on my legs when I sit on your lap...."
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Would you like to
sit on my lap again, poppet?
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"Oh, yes,
Mumsy!"
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Then feel Mummy
picking you up
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Placing you on her
lap
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Feeling her nyloned
legs against your bare ones
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Feeling her breasts
behind your head
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So soft and warm in
her embrace
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I lean back against
Mumsy's bosom
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feeling soft and
sleepy again
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Feel her arms
around your waist, hugging you tight
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drifting off again
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Allow yourself to
drift, Little Dani Dot
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I'm so happy being
Mumsy's little girl
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And when you wake
up
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You will be back in
your chair
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Back in reality
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But still feeling
like Little Dani Dot
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Mummy's Little Girl
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So for now
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Drift in Mummy's
embrace
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Allow yourself a
little sleep
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on your mother's
lap
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and just allow
yourself to wake naturally
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in your own chair
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in your own room
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in your own house
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So nice...so
soft...so girly...
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I like this....as I
slowly rouse from my trance....
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Oh! That
was...different, Mummy-Mistress!
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Welcome back to
reality, Little Dani Dot
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I still feel little
girlish...even though I'm not wearing anything girly except my pink panties
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Well, when Mummy's
around, I suppose it's natural to feel like a little girl again
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Yes...I guess it
is...though I felt that way most of today
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Anticipation, I
suppose
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It has been a long
time since you felt the pleasure of induction
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It just goes to
prove the old adage
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Absence makes the
heart grow fonder
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I miss you all the
time when we can't meet here
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I hope you miss me
too
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Of course I do, pumpkin
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Who do you miss
most?
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Dani?
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Little Dani Dot?
Bubbles?
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I miss all of your
personalities, sweetie
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They're all such
fun to play with
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In their own unique
ways
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At this point, we began to discuss other matters, including plans
for our next session together. And then we said goodnight and signed off.
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