I’ve always loved playing with Barbies and dressing them up, but I wondered why if you lifted up their clothes they didn’t have nipples or a special little clitty button like I did. I even rubbed Barbie’s soft mound and it didn’t get creamy like mine. I don’t think bimbofication was even a word until daddy told me later and that dollification was, too. I wondered if there was something wrong with me and that made me sad because Barbie had everything! She could do anything and she always got her dream prince, Ken. When Daddy let me open a birthday present early, it was a convertible for my dollies to ride in! I was so excited at first but then I started to cry. Tears welled up in my precious doe eyes and I put my seemingly frail hands over my face to cover the embarrassment. My Daddy then started rubbing my lower back and said, “Babydoll Nora, if you don’t like it, we can take it back right now. I want you to be happy for your very special birthday.” I sniffled and looked up at him with pouty lips and dewy eyes, “I love it, but I’ll never be like Barbie! I’m weird!” and he told me, Daddy said “You’re exactly like a sweet Barbie doll to me, Princess.” I responded with, “But you don’t know. You don’t know how weird I am. My naughty honey pot hole isn’t like Barbie’s. It’s icky and sticky!!!!” I ran off to my room crying and bounced face first into my hello kitty pillows. I was sobbing and refused to come out so he came in and sat down on my bed next to me. I was sniffling and burying my face deeper into my soft fuzzy pink blankets and pillow cases. He said, “Barbie is a toy. She isn’t real.” I just sat there shaking my head. “You don’t understand! I’m so dirty, no prince will ever want me.” He stated, “Surely, one day a KING will want you. Not some boyish prince. A real king, but first I have to tell you that you know toys aren’t the same as real people. Barbie doesn’t need to use the potty and she doesn’t need to eat unless it’s pretend, right?” I nodded. Daddy was right. Of course dolls don’t need those things. He told me being sticky was not icky and it was normal and for my birthday he wanted to show me how I could be a very special barely legal phone sex Barbie doll just for him. I was so excited! I was going to be the real thing. You want me to be the real fuck doll for you, right and not some plastic thing? I can be both! *giggles* Let’s play with my doll nipples, smooth puffy lips and squeeze my firm bottom!
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