Diary of a Daughter's Twatty Training by Imouto Kitten.
Dear Diary,
Today was my birthday, and Daddy told me I was finally old enough for
Daddy to start training my twatty to take Daddy's dick. Daddy says
there's no greater joy a little girl can experience than to have her
Daddy slide his daddy dick up her tight, little twatty and shoot her
trim, little tummy full of Daddy's man milk so she can carry a baby
brother or baby sister in her belly... I'm not sure I believe it's as
good as Daddy claims, but I want to be a good girl for Daddy, so I'll
work hard to complete my twatty training quickly so Daddy can stuff his
daddy dick in my twatty.
Anyways, my twatty training started small, Daddy popped a tiny buzzy
into my twatty hole, it's shaped like a football and only about the size
of a grape, easily fitting in my palm, but it feels a lot bigger in my
tiny twatty and the buzzing is so strong I'm tingling all the way to the
tips of my fingers and toes and the ends of my hair. I'm squeezing my
bottom and legs like I'm going to make peepee in my panties just to
think straight enough to write this!
Daddy says I need to sleep with the buzzy trembling in my twatty, but I
don't know if I can sleep like this! And I've got so far to go! Daddy
showed me his daddy dick so I'd know what the goal is, and it's HUGE!
Longer than my arm and too thick to wrap both hands around... the tip
alone is bigger than both of my fists put together!
Anyways, I should try to get some sleep despite the buzzy Daddy put in
my twatty...
Good Night, Diary.
Dear Diary,
Today, Daddy sent me to school with not one, not two, but three of the
grape-sized buzzies knocking against each other in my tiny, kiddie
twatty! Sure, I usually have at least one buzzy in my twatty at any time
and usually the only time I don't have one in me is when they're being
swapped when the batteries die, and Daddy has sent me to school with a
buzzy in me before, but this was the first time testing my twatty with
three of the buzzies... my head was so fuzzy from the buzzies I nearly
got in trouble with my teachers, and by thetime I got home, my panties
were so soaked with twatty juice, you'd think I had peed myself.
On the upside, Daddy did say my twatty training was going well, though
he reminded me I still had a long way to go as he replaced the buzzies
that died at dinner with fresh ones during my bath.
And now, I have to try and sleep with three buzzies inside me!
Good Night, Diary.
Dear Diary,
Today, Daddy introduced a new exercise to help with training my twatty.
He removed the dead buzzies from last night and slid a foot-long, metal
rod as thick as my fingerup my twatty. He only got about a third of it
up there, but that seemed to be enough to please Daddy as he told me to
stand there as he started to alternate between sliding the rod in and
out and using it to stir my twatty. I was used to the buzzies making
tinglies in my twatty that went all the way to the tips of my toes and
fingers, but being stirred with the rod was such a new sensation that my
knees got all wobbly and would've knocked against each other if Daddy
wasn't there to hold me steady with his free hand.
But then Daddy stopped stirring and pistoning and started prodding
around what I thought were my deepest depths, only to prove me wrong as
he found a hole deep inside me and pushed the rod through it, sinking
another third into my twatty as he resumed stirring my insides, even
more vigorously than before.
When Daddy was done, he told me that hole deep inside me is called my
cervix and is the entrance to my womb, where my future babies will live
and grow until they're ready to meet the world. His explanation of a
baby growing inside me seemed too fantastic to be true, but I happily
agreed when he said my womb needed to be trained like my twatty, wanting
to be a good, dutiful daughter for Daddy... as a result, I'm sitting on
the edge of my chair as I write, Daddy sending me to bed with the rod
inside me, but there being enough of a handle I can't sit on it
comfortably.
Good Night, Diary.
Dear Diary,
Today, my twatty graduated to a bigger buzzy! This one looks almost
exactly like a large chicken egg... Daddy even tested my twatty by
pushing it against my cervix, turning it on, and making me lay it like a
hen laying an egg! Daddy's been making me push out the smaller buzzies
for a while, so it wasn't too hard, but I swear the big buzzy is
stronger than a dozen of the small buzzies! and Daddy says it has a
bigger battery and should last all night and all day! My head's going to
be fuzzier than ever thanks to this new buzzy when I go to school
tomorrow!
Good night, Diary.
Today's twatty training was another session with the rod, but today,
Daddy used a rod as thick as his finger and almost managed to get the
rod all the way up inside my twatty and womb... and then Daddy took a
second rod, only this one was the color of a penny instead of a quarter,
and he slid it up my tushie! It felt weird being stirred up from both
sides, but it still filled me with some of the strongest tinglies yet!
And after Daddy was done with the rods, he told me he would be training
my Tushy just as hard as he's been training my twatty before pulling out
the rods and stuffing a big buzzy up my twatty and a string of small
buzzies up my tushy and sending me to bed.
Good night, Diary.