Barbie

“Why do you look so sad, Barbie?”

“That’s the reason. You see, it’s like I’m totally girly and hot now, but I sort like remember being, you know, like totally guylish. How do I say it? It’s like I’m totally different from what I remember being.”

“Oh, sweetheart, could it be that you don’t like yourself?”

“Oh, No!! I so totally love being hot and sexy. Being a girl is like a totally a dream. I love my wardrobe full of tight dresses, short skirts, and shoes. Oh, shoes, I so totally love shoes. I have like so many, all high heels. I might sound like totally cliché, but my favorite pair are those glossy pink ones… Ah, I so love those cuties.”

“Then, what’s the problem?”

“Well, it’s just that… I don’t know. It’s like something in my head telling me that mom is doing me something that I shouldn’t be enjoying.”

“So you don’t like…”

“No, that’s not it. I just don’t understand myself. It’s like I’m losing something.”

“Maybe it’s time for you to get a guy and experience what it means to be a grown up girl. Just imagine being held by a strong arm around your waist, or carried like a princess to the bed, or getting in your knees to suck your first cock…”

“Having a cock sound like ringing a bell, you know? Like missing something between my legs…”

“Who would have told that little Barbie is ready to get a Ken over her, like a lovely girl.”

“Yes, yes, that must be. You are like totally a genius. The thing I miss between my legs must be a cock; and since I’m a girl, I like totally need to be fucked, right? What would I do without you, Christy? You do my hair, make up, and prepare this relaxing pink tea, I like totally feel better after talking to you.”

“No need to thank, once I finish with you, you will feel like the sexy doll your mother always dream you to be, and you will be ready to love having sex with guys.”

“I hope so, because this little voice…”

“Just take another sip, Barbie, just another sip.”