“A bear knows all your secrets – and keeps them.” – Roseanne Brown
Teddy bears – What an interesting topic of kink of the week. It got me pondering because I really don’t think I have a teddy bear or plushie kink but I do have quite a lot of them.
Sadly, I don’t have any remaining from my childhood years. I did have a few from my teens but I ended up making the bad choice of passing them on to my own children many years ago and well, needless to say, they didn’t survive.
I have a huge one I received from my ex that I really don’t like. He is full of memories for me that I wish never existed but my kids love(d?) him so he has stayed. Writing that makes me think I haven’t seen much of him of late so maybe it’s time to pass him on to a house that will love him. He hasn’t got a name. I know he was super expensive and I hate to waste money. That’s the only reason he hasn’t met the fate of a bin bag yet.
I am soft. Like super squishy rosemantic soft. There possible DD/lg in me because I enjoy being His little girl. I enjoy him nursing me when I sick, giving me cuddles when I’ve hurt myself and holding me when I’m sad. I also love some of those romper outfits but in all honesty, it really goes no further than that. I am definitely not A little girl. So I am not really sure that counts as DD/lg I am very happy to be a brat though. But in all honesty, that role is ageless.
Why I mention I’m soft is because I do like stuffies. I have quite the collection of Boofles courtesy of my husband. Mugs, window sticky things, and also many varied types of Boofle himself. This one, pictured below is my favourite.
Each of them holds a special memory. It’s like a particular time has been froze inside each one so when I go to cuddle one, for those few minutes, I am back there.
I am with my OH for quite a long time now and as a result, I have built up quite a collection. It’s only in recent years I have requested he doesn’t buy them anymore. Not because I don’t want him to but I have run out of space to put them all. Plus while I do love uncontrollably and unconditionally, there is only so much I can give to bears so I would rather quality over quantity.
Meet my Boofle <3 His little tag heart tells me he loves me lots and lots…..