“C-Can I please have that one, Daddy?” You whisper, blushing heavily. “What do we say when we want something, pumpkin?” “Ooh, that one’s pretty!” you squeal as your eyes light up with glee. He’s pointing to the tub labeled “Rainbow Sherbet.” “How about this one?” You peek out from behind your daddy to see which flavor he’s chosen for you. “We don’t want anything that has chunks, because you might accidentally swallow them,” he says. “Okay,” he says with a chuckle as his eyes wander across all the yummy-looking flavors. You duck behind your daddy, burying your face in his shirt. Big, important decisions like this are better left to grown-ups anyway. When you get to the counter, he asks you to pick out what flavor you want.Īfter staring at all the differently colored tubs of ice cream behind the glass for a while, you realize it’s too much stimulation for your little mind to process. “Now, let’s go get some ice cream.” Your daddy gently nudges your thickly padded bum, ushering you inside. Hearing them whispered to you makes you feel all tingly in your tummy. Those are your favorite two words in the whole, wide world. “Good girl,” he whispers, lovingly petting your fluffy hair. He catches up with you and reaches over your head, propping the door open for you. “You’re welcome!” you exclaim with a big smile, just like your daddy taught you. “Thank you,” he says as he and his wife shuffle into the shop. You scurry ahead and struggle to pull the heavy door open, much to the elderly man’s surprise. “I want you to go and hold the door open for those people, okay?” You nod enthusiastically, eager to show your daddy what a good girl you are. “We’re going to practice being polite,” your daddy whispers. You notice an elderly couple walking in front of you as you go to enter the shop. “It’s not safe to wander off.” You find his warmth and gentle squeeze reassuring, but holding his hand in front of all these strangers still makes you blush. After a short drive to the ice cream shop, he lifts you out of the car and offers you his hand. Once you’re all buckled in, he plants a little kiss on your forehead, which always makes you giggle. Your daddy scoops you up and carefully lowers you into your car seat. The soft, pillowy diaper gently hugs your waist and cradles your freshly powdered princess parts. It’s a breezy summer day you’re wearing a thick diaper with Sesame Street prints under your favorite pastel sundress. Now that your sticker chart is finally full, your daddy has decided to take you out for ice cream. You’ve been on your best behavior all week: you picked up all your toys, ate all your veggies without fussing, brushed your teeth twice a day, and didn’t use any naughty words. #iamkratom is the hashtag being used.Īnyway, for those that don't care. At the very least, it'll expose the lie the DEA made on how no one will care or be affected by this. It'll force the president to take notice and force a response. Hopefully this new drug get's on the market soon so we don't have to be forced to gobble down vicodin to manage pain. It is more effective than morphine, cheaper to produce, doesn't cause hypoventilation, far fewer side-effects, and far less habit forming. It's called PZM21 and it'll revolutionize prescription pain medication. Drug companies created a new drug modeled after mitragynine found in Kratom. Bad news for some of us that deal with pain. The DEA plans to do an emergency ban on the 29th of this month unless the decision is somehow overturned. /lgbt/ - Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, & Transgender.