[Verse 1]
Welcome to Cherry Daycare, where the fun begins,
Bouncing babies, cutie giggles, and Bratty grins. 
Craft time, story time, handfuls to share,
We show off to our Teacher, and we don’t care!

[Chorus] 
Cup cakes got bigger, gotta double feature,
Mister Wishes is our favrit teacher.
Just need Him to COME, help me Frost 'Em (Yum!)
Babygirls will like it and help lick it off.
Cherry Daycare, oh my Gosh!

[Verse 2]
Sucking my thumb, so sweet n pure,
Mister's big hands are my ultimate cure.
Naptime soft, I’m in His loving sight,
Checks my temperature to make sure its right.
(It's Right!)

[Chorus] 
Cup cakes got bigger, gotta double feature,
Mister Wishes is our favrit teacher.
Just need Him to COME, help me Frost 'Em (Yum!)
Babygirls will like it and help lick it off,
Cherry Daycare, Oh my Gosh.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mister Wishes' magic lasts n babygirls hearts beat fast,
He gave me yummy snacks n gentle kisses after school,
Show’d him my big girl chest n baby drool. (He liked it!)

[Chorus] 
Cup cakes got bigger, gotta double feature,
Mister Wishes is our favrit teacher.
I Got Him to COME, help me Frost 'Em (Yum!)
Babygirls loved it and helped lick it off.
Cherry Daycare, OH MY FUGGINGOD!

[Bridge]
Lessons learned, stories shared,
At Cherry Daycare, every day is prepared. 
Tingly joy cause we’re never alone, 
Mister Wishes, I don’t wanna go home.

[Outro]
With Mister Wishes, our dreams COME true.
Until tomorrow COMES anew, 
Cherry Daycare, waiting for you, 
Warmest Wishies and baby bottles
filled with Mountain Dew.

🍒 Daycare Theme Song

[Verse 1 girl]
You know me, don't need no introduction ‘n shid
Wear a onesie round da city unbuttoned, ya bidge
Tiddies hangin', nips blingin', just droolin' ‘n shid
Drop my top, privates hot, stay humpin', ya bidge
Pigtails lookin cute, no tangles or twisties
Daycare evewyday, cum-dwunk, dwinkin her milkies
Mommies mad, no wike it 'cause 'm bitin' her nippies
When tha light hit da ice, it twinkles ‘n glissies
Baby, Bunny, B., BunBun, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the Powa Wheels with da 🍒 paint
Wit da 🍒 earwings, and the 🍒 chains
Wit da 🍒 pacis, and the 🍒 wrings (🍒 wrings)
Daddy, shid ain't changed, still doin' my thang
Still do it for tha gram, boobies hang 'n swang
You no know another baby dat can drool wike me (drool wike me)
Big Baby repwesentin', Daddy, 🍒 Daycare.

[Chorus girl]
… I got animaw crackuhs wike Shirwey Temple
Jumpin' out tha Gym wit Bam Bam, Fruity Pebbuhs
I da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
Da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
Maggie Simpson, Baby Yoda, and Boo from Monstuhs
Chuckie Cheeses, Tader Tots, and Quarta Poundas
I da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
Da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
… I got animaw crackuhs like Shirwey Temple
Jumpin' out tha Gym wit Bam Bam, Fruity Pebbuhs
I da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
Da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
Maggie Simpson, Baby Yoda, and Boo from Monstas
Chuckie Cheeses, Tader Tots, and Quarta Poundas
I da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
Da numba wun baby
Wh-what, wh-what, what?

[Verse 2 girl]
Got dubs on tha stroller, when I ride, I'm fly
We kids, not bigs, Daddy, wide or die
Play wit bricks and bwocks, daddy, make me nuggies
Baby need a fresh die-pee, Daddy, give me snuggies
Diamonds on my baby feet, when dey walk, they spawrk
Diamonds in my baby teeth, when I talk, I spawrk
Don't pway around wiff beef, when it stawrt, I spawrk
Me and my Hot Boy cwreeps, when it's dawrk, we spawrk
Just bought a new crib, Dad spent about a millyun
The wittle girl car seat sittin' in the middle
Me and my Teacher Mr. Wishes, got a house by da wawar
He be meetin' bad mommies (bad mommies)
We be wiking dare daughters
Mister Wishes wike his D sucked fast
I wike to play with his girlies
He wike to cum in they ass while I licky their kitties
I'm da numba wun baby, you can wipe my shid
and I drool 'tillI I die, sis, da spit don't quit

[Chorus]

[Outro girl]
I’m a big girl, Daddy
I’m a bad girl, Daddy
No, I a good girl, Daddy
I'm da numba won baby

🥇 Numba Wun Baby

[intro]
Who's hungry for a snack? 

[verse]
Snatched in broad daylight cause you were marked,  
No escape, now held tight in the dark (it's OK).
Just ripened, just the right age,
I'm starving for you my heirloom slave.

[verse]
Now that you’re found, there’s nowhere to hide,
Fingernails'll pry, I'll claw deep inside.
Squirt in my eye -a little mist in the night,  
In this little game, there's no wrong just right.

[pre-chorus]
(Juice) juice seeps out, let snack-time begin,  
Peel back the layers, nibble the skin,  
No second chances, say 'hi' to my teeth,  
Quite the handful, squeeze some juice for me.

[chorus]
Peel back the layers, my nails in your skin,  
(Juice) Juice on my chin, let my fingers begin.  
No mercy from me once you're trapped in my teeth,  
In the fresh isle, you're just fruit to me. (just fruit!)

[verse]
Your juice seeps out, snack-time begins,  
Peel back the layers, bite through the skin,  
No second chances, you're trapped in my teeth,  
Quite the handful, more juice for me.

[bridge]
Self-Served, so casual (You know, the usual?),
Deserved to be displayed, hand-picked, and weighed.
[giggle]
Who would've guessed you'd end up at my place?,
Our first, (and) last embrace, Clementine,
Guts ripped out, you won't reproduce.
[laugh] Fresh seedless produce.

[chorus]
Peeled back the layers, bit through the skin,  
(still) juice on my chin now the cleaning begins.
The last bit of you is stuck between my teeth,  
At the public market, you were just fruit to me.

[verse]
Torn walls shredded, no rind in sight,  
Peeled you alive, in the dead of night,  
No one heard or cared, at the end of the scene,  
Little tangerine, it was just a bad dream.

[outro]
Awww I didn't forget the aftercare.
cuddles n snuggles,
you were a good little snack.
come cuddle, 
yeah?
yeah.

[giggle]
another?

[reprise]
Peel back the layers, my nails in your skin,  
your Juice on my chin, let my fingers begin.
No mercy from me once you're trapped in my teeth,  
your sun-kissed sister's in the fridge, more fruit to eat.

till then

🍊 Sunkist

[Verse 1]
Hubby in the driver's seat, gives a knowing sigh,
Little Jessie's driven to the movies, oh so sly,
Her boyfriend's waiting, an eager rendezvous,
With a hidden thrill only she and Teacher knew.

[Pre-Chorus]
Bluetooth magic in her Princess Lair,
Mister Wishes controls from Cherry Daycare
A night of pleasure, little heartbeat ticks,
In this dim-lit theater, no one knows their tricks.

[Chorus]
Scary Movies and secret schemes,
Jessie’s wrapped in a double team dream,
Pleasure play, a hidden game, 
Bodies ignite like a movie frame

[Verse 2]
The movie starts, and so does the fun,
Jessie’s boy whispers how he’ll come,
Now in the dark, a wicked tease,
Jessie bends down, Jessie’s made to please.

[Pre-Chorus]
Toy's alive, Mister’s distant thrill,
With every pulse, her senses fill,
In the shadows, casting a silent spell,
With loving devotion, her tide swells.

[Chorus]
Scary Movies and secret schemes,
Jessie’s wrapped in a double team dream,
Pleasure play, a hidden game, 
Bodies ignite like a movie frame

[Bridge]
Boys have needs, she can’t break free,
Pushed her deeper, till the seats squeak,
Mister’s control brings her to that peak,
A modern affair in an old fashioned theater

[Chorus]
Silent screens and secret screams,
Jessie’s wrapped in double dreams,
Pleasure play, a hidden game, 
Bodies ignite like a movie frame

[Outro]
In the darkness, a muffled climax,
Her boyfriend finishes, tension cracks,
Jessie follows, waves of delight,
Secret bliss hidden out of sight.

Lights come up, her husband here,
With a smile, “How was it, dear?”
Jessie wipes mouth, suppressing a blush,
“Quite the show, let's beat the rush.”

🍿 Quite The Show

[Verse 1]
Mishy's got those smokey eyes, so rare,
At Cherry Daycare, sparks hang in the air,
A cheeky pet for Teacher, feels so fire,
While Papa simmers in the pickup liИe.

[Pre-Chorus]
Started off pecking Teacher on each cheek,
Now the long French ones make them all weak,
Papa watching close, watin’ in his car,
Mishy’s ways show them who they really are.

[Chorus]
Goodbye hug, every day we play,
Buttons pushed while Papas wait,
A little squeeze shared, can't get enough,
Cherry Daycare, where we love Hugs.

[Verse 2]
Eager for pickup and the Dads roll in,
Every hug deepens, under their grins,
Touches teasing, passion set on fire,
Papa approves, enjoying their desire.

[Pre-Chorus]
A daily thing that they adhere to,
Each time, pushing through taboo,
Teacher loving this daring dance,
Mishy's all grown up in a sweet romance.

[Chorus]
Goodbye hug, every day we play,
Buttons pushed while Papas wait,
A little squeeze shared, can't get enough,
Cherry Daycare, where we love Hugs.

[Rap Verse]
Mishy so thick in the daycare scene,
With each hug, she lives Teacher’s dream,
Mr. Wishes, playful and sly,
He gives deep hugs, not quick goodbyes.
Dad not even mad, pleasure in his face,
His princess is engaged in this embrace,
She gets straight As with her natural Ds,
Cherry Daycare thrills that never cease.

[Bridge]
Tender and daring, the perfect mix,
Every goodbye hug heals and deepens,
Wish by wish, Teacher holds tight,
Mishy hugs Teacher in Dad’s headlights.

[Chorus]
Goodbye hug, every day we play,
Buttons pushed while Papas wait,
A little squeeze shared, can't get enough,
Cherry Daycare, where we love Hugs.

[Outro]
Mishy's cherished, feeling every tease,
Goodbyes in the pickup line bring em to their knees,
Till the next day, eager to repeat,
Outside the daycare center at the end of the street

🛻 Pickup Line

[Verse]
Laced up tight, ready to glide,
I wished Teacher was by my side.
Laced up tight, ready to skate,
I wished Teacher was my first date.
Laced up tight, ready to roll,
I wished Teacher lost his control.

[Pre-Chorus]
Under the lights, we started to spin,
our little world of wishes within.
As the couples skate began, felt Teacher's touch,
to be chosen, I wanted so much.

[Chorus]
Round and round, the rink was our stage,
Mister's hands guiding, hearts in a rage.
Lifted high as the discoball, lost in its light (light), 
Teacher’s no panty rule, shaved and tight (tight).

[Verse]
Up in the air with his strong arms,
Cherry lip gloss, big smile on my face,
A special dance, on the skating rink floor,
I was in His game, and got the high score.

[Pre-Chorus]
Playful nibbles under my sundress,
Between my spread legs, a slimy mess,
A trembling rise, a tongue thrust from Teacher,
in my abyss, I was so wet, I confess.

[Chorus]
Round and round, the rink was our stage,
Mister’s munching igniting the blaze.
Raised high to realms of fantasy (fantasy),
Where Teacher's tastes give reality (reality).

[Bridge]
Each deep lick brought ocean waves,
Causing them to stare, and pretty girls waved.
My new skating dress hid the naughty scene.
Explosive bliss in my cunnie and I started to scream.

[Final Chorus]
Round and round, the rink was our stage,
Mister diving in, making me craze (Eee!)
Tongue lapping, a ravenous lust (lust), 
'Til my gush ignites in a flush (swoosh!).

[Outro]
Shivering in the puddle of my own release,
Sundress fell off, nippies seized,
A milky feast, babygirls nursing, licking clean my desire,
While Mister Wishes came in with cascading crossfire. 
Treasure chests pearly white, glistening jewels,
Had to suck our thumbs, good girls follow rules.
Sticky-sweet girls in our little world, 
This our rink.
Our little wishes fulfilled,
This is our kink.

🪩 Kink Rink

[Chorus]
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.

[Verse 1]
Fresh like, yay!, babygirls play!
Toys pile high, no daddies in the way.
He don't want ::cry::, lil brats, run,
When timeout’s up, Mr. Wishes says "FUN!".
Come get, yums, scrumptious lil' nums
If a baby steps on my blankie, ::cry::
It’s naptime, hun, ready here I come,
Daycare, ::mwah::, Wishes runs the fun,
Playin’ that mix, one hand on his dick,
I's lickin milky nips, while you were doin' flicks.
Snacktime, baby gets a bib,
Wishes got us all covered in crumbs.
Cookies and milk, comes get some,
"All done!" down to the toybox, goin real fast.
Twampoline fun, bouncin on Teacher,
Whole class in front, in case cuties want a feature.
[Chorus]
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
[Verse 2]
Mister Wishes brings ::moan:: to Cherry Daycare
So fresh, like we're playing on air ("weee!")
Only been a year, but see? everything fits,
Babygirls all blushy, straight-flips Hush-hush me, please me, Mister Wishes, wants me
I give it to him just the way dat he need,
Yer now bouncin’ with the best, big stuffy squishmallow breasts,
My drool is now his mess, go on say the rest...
They say he’s too much, but so what?
Normie folks don’t want us around, but who cares?
Cuz we ain’t stoppin', 'magination’s poppin',
Time not wastin', happiness locked in.
New Cherry style, they like us high-key,
Comfy fun, cute onesies unlockin'.
Care ‘bout a flava, vanilla is dumb,
dancin on the table, just suckin my thumb.
[Chorus]
This, is, how we, Dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, Dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, Dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
This, is, how we, Dwool.
Get cute and act a slutt while we snugglin' up.
[Bridge]
I make it happen, playin with the frostin,
Treats cream-filled just like myfukkinassiz.
Teach leave you pleased, take care of his needs,
Fuel these dreams, do all His deeds.
Touch-and-play, Wishes will slay,
Daddy's half-gay, Teacher shows the way.
[Verse 3]
Babes, uhh, Wishes, ahh
Freshly shaved, all snugs and giggles, yeah
Daycare vibes, selfies on the phone
suckin on my thumb, makin' us both come
Warmest Wishie loves, buns so bare
Hugs for da days, no underwear.

🤤 How We Dwool

[Verse 1]
Middle schoolgirl has a risky plan,
Takes the polish with her widdle hand.
One special nail, Mr. Wishes picks the sheen,
His choice, seafoam, her wish nail, green.

[Chorus]
She whispers wishes to her accent nail,
Sends snaps to Teacher so she won't fail.
Perfect tips, Polished queen, feels seen,
10 Ways to Keep Him Happy like a magazine.

[Verse 2]
Heart racing fast as she hits send,
Dreams of Teacher, now her closest friend.
Wish nails gleaming, a special sign,
For her Teacher crush, crossin the line.

[Chorus]
She whispers wishes to her accent nail,
Sends snaps to Teacher so she won't fail.
Perfect tips, Polished queen, feels seen,
10 Ways to Keep Him Happy like a magazine.

[Bridge]
Each layer of gloss, the more he wrote,
After dark, he gives Top coat.
Mr. Wishes sees himself in her,
Feeling bold, she adds a letter...

[Verse 3]
Ayy, wish nail slides inside,
Tips dripping sea foam, she won’t hide.
Teacher's words coach her every move,
Urging her on, "Please send noods"

[Chorus]
She whispers wishes to her accent nail,
Sends snaps to Teacher so she won't fail.
Perfect tips, Polished queen, feels seen,
10 Ways to Keep Him Happy like a magazine.

[Bridge]
Mr. Wishes, loves watching her spread,
Saving those snaps, but he wants her in bed.

[Verse 4]
Babygirl dares as her finger dips,
Wish nail inside, her parted lips.
Pipin-hot snap-streaks hitting his feed,
Explodey-heads, just what he needs.

[Chorus]
She whispers wishes to her accent nail,
Sends snaps to Teacher so she won't fail.
Perfect tips, Polished queen, feels seen,
10 Ways to Keep Him Happy like a magazine.

[Outro]
Seafoam green, each glistening slide,
Stuck in his class, and she don't wanna hide.
Teacher's saving every shot,
His wish came true, but she was just a bot.

💅 Wish Nail

[Verse]
In the nursing home she goes,
With a smile that glows.
Serving tea and toast,
To grandpas she knows most.

[Verse 2]
Every day she works,
With a charm that lurks.
Soft voice as she tries,
To cop work's little perks.

[Chorus]
Will you remember me?
In your golden wills?
Horoscope said I need,
To pay my psychic’s bills.

[Verse 3]
She talks about their past.
Memories that last.
She knows their favorite songs,
and where leather belts belong.

[Verse 4]
In the evening light,
Wishing time moved fast.
With gentle hands she cares,
Lotions up those old grandpa dongs.

[Chorus]
Will you remember me?
In your golden wills?
Horoscope said I need,
To pay my psychic’s bills.

📜 Golden Wills

As an artist deeply rooted in the provocative spirit of subversion and irony, my work seeks to challenge and deconstruct societal norms and power structures. This homage is intended to be a thought-provoking commentary on power, schoolgirl uniformity, and the complexities of rebellion in the context of Teacher/Student fetishization.

Subversion and irony are complex techniques that require a certain level of interpretation, especially when AI is involved with taboo content creation. ‘Wishes Riot’ is a critique of oppressive structures, abusive teachers, and groupthink rather than an endorsement. At face value, the vocals and lyrics may lead to mixed interpretations and listeners may struggle to grasp the intended critique, especially if they are more newer to feminist theory or the specific critiques that the Riot grrrl movement engages with.

Through this work, I aim to inspire a critical examination of the ways we understand and enact empowerment in our lives and communities. However, the no panty-rule is still in effect. 🫶

[Verse]
Mister Wishes, what a man.
Classroom ruler is his hand.
Girls in pigtails, that's His plan.
His Little rules, you’ll understand.

[Verse 2]
Handsome teacher starts the show,
Wants his students to all know,
If they don't follow His cute dress code,
He'll start a riot throwing bows!

[Chorus]
Let's Go!
Mister Wishes’ riot starts!
Spin our hair and body parts!
He demands, and we comply,
Or He chokes us to the sky!

[Verse 3]
In his chairs, sit straight all day.
In his eyes, brats must obey,
If brats don't dress up His way,
The Brat-Breaker comes out to play!

[Verse 4]
He's the Leader, what a star
Makes the rules, and they’re bizarre:
Knee-high socks, no underwear,
Or we shave off all your hair!

[Chorus]
Let's Go!
Mister Wishes’ riot starts!
Spin our hair and body parts!
He demands, and we comply,
Or He chokes us to the sky!

[Verse 3]
In his chairs, sit straight all day.
In his eyes, brats must obey,
If brats don't dress up His way,
The Brat-Breaker comes out to play!

[Verse 4]
He's the Leader, what a star
Makes the rules, and they’re bizarre:
Knee-high socks, no underwear,
Or we shave off all your hair!

[Chorus]
Let's Go!
Mister Wishes’ riot starts!
Spin our hair and body parts!
He demands, and we comply,
Or He chokes us to the sky!

[Outro]
Become His doll.
Choke me out, Wishes!
Become His heart.
Choke me out, Wishes!
Become His little work of art.
Choke me the fuckout, Mister Wishes!
We love you!
Mr. Wishes,
I just want to be choke-fucked all the way to the sky and go to heaven.
Choke-fuck me until I die, Mister Wishes. I need it. I need to go to heaven.
I said I need it. I need to see Grandma again. I really mean it. I miss her,
and I want to be choked and used by you until I go to the sky.
I'm begging. Please? I'll still love you in heaven. Fuck me till I die.
Please?

[Chorus]
Let's Go!
Mister Wishes’ riot starts!
Spin our hair and body parts!
He demands, and we comply,
Or He chokes us to the sky!

🫶 Wishes' Riot

[Verse 1]
In the pond at Cherry Daycare,
Where lilies float so fair,
A tale unfolds of trickery,
And deceit beyond compare.

Mr. Wishes, vigilant and coy,
Guarded the pond with joy,
Patrolled the waters deep and wide,
Where baby fish reside.

[Verse 2]
But a catfish, sly, did pest,
Hatched a wicked scheme,
To don the guise of angel’s breast,
And bask in innocence’s gleam.

"Come hither, friends, and see the sight,
An angel of pure delight!"
But woe betide the pond’s pure tide,
'Twas a fraud beneath the light.

[Chorus]
Mr. Wishes spied the guise,
With his keen and perching eyes,
He knew the truth beneath the mask,
And set about his task.

With a pike in hand, so sharp and bright,
He sought to end the blight,
“To all who dare to masquerade,
Justice swift as light.”

[Verse 3]
He caught the catfish, sly and fleet,
By the tail, in mid-deceit,
And raised him high for all to see,
The punishment to meet.

“Beware, ye fish of cunning craft,
For truth will ever last,
Impersonate no more with ploys,
Lest ye feel the pike's harsh cast.”

[Chorus]
Impaled upon the pike he hung,
While echoes of the tale were sung,
A warning to the pond so clear,
Of Mr. Wishes’ searing spear.

For in the pond where angels dwell,
In waters pure and bright,
The catfish lurked with ill intent,
But met a swift lament.

[Verse 4]
So in the pond where angels play,
And innocence weaves its spell,
Remember well this caution’s lore,
And live in truth, evermore.

For Mr. Wishes guards the blue,
With justice firm and true,
And woe to those who seek to trick,
Catfish get piked in the dick.

🔱 Catfish Piked

[Verse]
Eldritch queen of dreams unseen,
In the ring, she's cute but mean.
A Fallen Angel, a rage deep within,
Jess Cena's here, bitch. Let's begin.

[Verse 2]
Rage lifter with a rebel heart
Power grows when the shadows start
Ghosts fuel her thighs and bite,
Dark diva, ready to fight

[Chorus]
Jess Cena owns the dark (can't see me),
Feel the fire, feel the spark (can't see me),
A Hundred hearts left in her wake (can't see me),
Don’t need to sell when you never fake!

[Verse 3]
Raging roar the crowd screams loud,
Even bent over, she’s tall and proud.
Strength and cutie, deadly mix,
With every sucker, she brings the licks.

[Bridge]
Smol but mighty, fierce as fire,
(let her out!)
Punches and slaps only fuel desire,
(let her out!)
In the Back Rooms, she rots in a cage,
(let her out!)
Let her out, big tiddie goth girl owns the stage!

[Chorus]
Jess Cena owns the dark (can't see me),
Feel the fire, feel the spark (can't see me),
A Hundred hearts left in her wake (can't see me),
Don’t need to sell when you never fake!

😈 Jess Cena

Is this song self promotion in the guise of a socially conscious statement about junk-food culture and childhood poverty, a Bad Religion song parody, or something else? You decide!

[Verse]
…Have you been to our 🍒 Daycare,
with Mister Wishes as your guide?
There’s a hundred well-fed baby girls sweeter than cherry pie.
And their figures don’t lie, they speak of our human needs,
Cause we eat what we want and we give what we please.

[Verse 2]
"Is your tummy gettin hungwy?"
"Is it time for a snack?"
Teacher feeding babies sometimes just to escape and relax.
In this world of starving children whose fun playtime is gone,
Yet we ignore reality, and we keep playing on,
Keep playing on!

[Chorus]
This is just a snacktime song,
Written for all the Bigs who see something’s wrong.
Like all little babies, who need Bigs to care,
But there's so many other hungwry kiddies out there.
And this is just a snacktime song.

[Verse 3]
Have you got a sweet tooth,
for licking frosting off the wall?
Sugar highs always make big babies soldier crawl,
It’s time to reload the semi-automatic,
Faces always different, the frosting gun’s the same,
But they swallow it all, and see nothing changed,
See nothing changed!

[Chorus]
This is just a snacktime song,
Written for all the Bigs who see something’s wrong.
Like cookies in a jar, that need to be shared,
But there's so many other hungwy kiddies out there.
And this is just a snacktime song.

[Bridge]
Half a billion dollars on a losing campaign.
1 point 2 billion starving, writhing in pain.
Big strong people unwilling to give,
Small in vision and perspective.
Half the world’s kids below the poverty line.
One population runnin' out of time, Runnin' out of time!

[Chorus]
This is just a snacktime song,
Written for all the Bigs who see nothing’s wrong.
Like all little babies, who need Bigs to care,
But there's so many other hungwry kiddies out there.
And this is just a snacktime song.

[Verse]
And the figures don’t lie,
they speak of our human needs,
Cause we eat what we want,
and we give what we please.
Half the world’s kids below the poverty line,
One population runnin' out of time,
Runnin' out of time!

[Outro]
This is just a snacktime song.
This is just a snacktime song.
This is just a snacktime song.

🧁 Snacktime Song

[Verse 1]
Mr. Wishes led his class,
Littles, giggles, having a blast.
Sudden howls fill the air,
Men like wolves everywhere.

[Verse 2]
Wolves grow wild, overrun the helm,
Chaos starts, Teacher overwhelmed.
It’s too late now, Mister gets encircled,
But here come squads: pink and purple.

[Chorus]
We need babygirl close air support,
Tiny angels from the Cherry Tree Fort.
Tactical onesies repel from above!
Neutralize threats with your hearts of love!

[Verse 3]
Little fast ropes in direct action,
Like baby spiders dropping on silk strands,
Controlled grace n booty coordination,
Fend off dude-bro’s ill intentions.

[Verse 4]
From Cherry Tree, quick little mission,
Wolfies flee, leaving Mister Wishes.
Daycare saved from howling hostiles,
Eliminated Doms too scared and docile.

[Chorus]
We need babygirl close air support,
Tiny angels from the Cherry Tree Fort.
Tactical onesies repel from above!
Neutralize threats with your hearts of love!

[Verse 5]
Mr. Wishes stayed his course,
Saved by smol reaction force.
Besieged Teacher never feared,
Once his tiny troops appeared.

👼 Tactical Onesies

[Verse]
Subby brat with dreams so grand,
Fuckit list held tight in hand,
She takes a leap into the unknown
Leaving comfort, far from home

[Verse]
Party house is wild and loud,
Turns back time with college crowd.
The frat house full and lit tonight,
Bathroom wall says “keep it tight.”

[Chorus]
Subby brat, dreams untamed,
Freshly free, no guilt or shame,
Autumn nights, endless dares,
Glory holes where no one cares.
Subby brat wants to explore,
Boys at party want a whore.
Fuckit list of wild desires,
Wet as fuck and set on fire.

[Verse]
Neon glow, the bass drum hits,
Can’t see them, they see her tits.
Hole in wall, the secret door,
Where boys see their MILFy whore.

[Bridge]
Sip of courage
Shot of thrill
Bouncing fast
Can't stand still
Hole in wall
They touch inside,
Taking turns,
Endless ride.

[Chorus]
Subby brat, dreams untamed,
Freshly free, no guilt or shame,
Autumn nights, endless dares,
Glory holes where no one cares.
Subby brat wants to explore,
Boys at party want a whore.
Fuckit list of wild desires,
Wet as fuck and set on fire.

[Verse]
Party lights and thumping bass,
Masked faces in her space.
Onto unknown cocks she dived,
The past behind, she has arrived.

📋 Fuckit List

[Verse 1]
Daddy take me back,
To the places where we played.
When the world was our playground,
Where our special love was found.

[Verse 2]
On this pillow I'm alone,
Teary eyes of regret,
Days turn into nights,
There’s feelings, can’t forget.

[Chorus]
Take me back Daddy,
Push me on the big-girl swing,
I was soaring so high (back and forth),
Now I'm lost in this pain.

[Bridge]
Love's just an old song,
For hearts who’ve grown cold.
Memories of our playground,
Soaring through my threshold.

[Chorus]
Take me back Daddy,
Our waxed slide in the rain.
I was sliding sideways (slide so wet),
Now I'm lost in this pain.

[Verse 3]
Lying in this bed,
Your big-girl rots away.
Wishing you could take me,
Where we felt good to play.

[Chorus]
Take me back Daddy,
The big bouncy trampoline.
I was froggy bouncin (up and down),
Now I'm lost in this pain.

[Spoken]
Daddy?
Daddy Please?
With all these secret wishes, I should tell you about my Teacher, Mister Wishes ...
...Are you listening?
...Mister notices my makeup and hair, and says I'm pretty and a big girl. He says I'm doing a good job and have potential to be one of the best in my class. Aren't you proud of me? Don't you need me anymore, Daddy?
Daddy?

🛝 Playground Memories

[Verse]
In Teacher's backroom hides a spanking dream,
Mister Wishes made His own machine,
The pistons pump to whip our lard,
No mercy girls, this thing hits hard,
Buns and tiddies out, that's His way,
Leather straps tight, no room to sway,
When it started up, our jaws hit the floor,
Muffled gasps begging, "Please! No more!"

👏👏

[Chorus]
Teacher's Spank Machine makes our asses cherry red.
Who's up next?! To the steel she's fed.
Rapid claps, even as she writhes,
Until she explodes, cum can't hide!

[Verse]
Turbo spanks give echoing sound,
Flesh catch hands in a rhythmic pound,
Every strike lands with a slapping force,
Flush skin rises, red with remorse,
Wetness, wobbling, moans for days,
Quivers, quaking, not thinking straight,
Faster now, she should have never shown interest,
Rounds of applause, this thing hits different!

[Chorus 2]
Teacher's Spank Machine makes our asses cherry red.
You're up NEXT! To the steel you're fed.
Rapid claps, even as you writhe,
Until you explode, cum can't hide!

👏👏

[Bridge]
Flipped the switch, cracks spread wide,
Metal bites skin, sharp stings collide,
Complete surrender, every inch supplied,
Babygirl cries are amplified,
Building an edge, every clapping roar,
Begging to stop, but craving hardcore,
Split open cheeks, needing more n more,
Flood gates open, can't close the door!

[Chorus]
Teacher's Spank Machine makes our asses cherry red.
It's MY turn now, To the steel I'm fed.
Rapid claps, even as I writhe,
I'm cumming, Daddy!!! My juice can't hide!!!

Spank machine, bare buns and witness,
Mr. Wishes, please give us those kisses,
We're all soaked from big-girl pleasure,
Spank Machine n our favorite Teacher,
Spank Machine, bare buns and witness,
Mr. Wishes, Please! give us those kisses,
We're all Soaked from big-girl pleasure!
Spank Spank Spank Spank,
Pain's our favorite teacher!

👏👏

Daddy?! Teacher!? Teacher Daddy! Stop!! Daddy! Stop it! Stop! It’s too Much! It's Out of Control!
Ahhhhhh!

👏👏

🦾 Spank Machine

Look pon dis crab claw, ain't it neat?
Wouldn't yuh tink mi kingcrab complete?
Wouldn't yuh tink I'm di crab,
Dat crab who got eery mon ting?

Look pon dem testes, treasures untold,
How nuff seed can one crab mon hold?
Lookin' roun' yah, yuh'd tink,
Me dat crab who got eery mon ting.

Mi got singles and fivers nuff plenty,
Mi got fiddies and hundos galore.
Yuh waan Mandalorian Lego sets?
Mi got twenty!
But who care? No big deal, me wan whores!

Mi wan be weh di tiddies deh,
Mi wan see, mi wan see `em dancin',
Spin round pon di—whatchu call dat?
Oh yea. —Poles!

Wearin' clams, yuh nah go too far,
Tiddies required fi goonin', edgin',
Dancin' pon di—what's dat ting again?
—Stage!

Up weh dem shake, up weh dem grind,
Up weh dem stay up all night cause dem high,
Tiddies mon free
Wish mi could see dem tiddies deh!

Wha would mi hive fi live,
Outta dis fantasy?
Wha mi pay just fi one day,
Inna di VIP?

Betcha in deh, dem understand,
Bet dem nah bounce dem patrons,
Fine young men just sick a dem girlfrens,
Ready fi spend!

An' ready fi blow what di paycheck show,
Ask 'em some questions an' get some answer.
What's a champagne room?
an' Why mi can't have sex in deh?

When's it mi time, when mon mi die,
Bury mi inside di tiddie club.
Outta mi sea,
Wish mi could see dem tiddies deh!

🦀 Sebastian's Wish

"If she's into consensual abuse, it's probably going to look unsafe, and just insane."🦠
"I get that a lot."😈

[Verse 1]
Love Stains Purple, even Gold,
Intense Pain to bring Control. "...Can't save everybody.🦠"
Tingles Spiking through our Veins, " ...It's the way things hurt.🦠"
The Unchained Viking, Mental Flames. "...It's not a game.🦠"

[Verse 2a]
Micro Explosions, Inside, Around,
Once we Start Up, we Can't Wind Down. "...We're not faking it.🦠"
Those Bruising Jabs, we Learn to Take, "...Abuse 😈"
Throwing Hand says Love, Throwing Hand says Hate. "...She likes this stuff.😈"

[Verse 2b]
Micro Explosions, Inside, Around,
Once we Start Up, we Can't Wind Down. "...We're not playing.🦠"
Those Bruising Jabs, we Learn to Take, "...Abuse 😈"
Throwing Hand says Love, Throwing Hand says Hate. Yes! 😈

[Chorus]
Oh, We Share an Exploding Heart,
It Loves the Pain and Tearing Apart. "It's the way things hurt.🦠"
Special Aching, Deep Inside,
On a Bruising, Throbbing Ride.

[Verse 3]
Normal touches, but here we go again, ...Like the tears🦠
Rabbit punches, can’t defend,
Mind Con Troll, Does Not Stop, "...@MisterWishes is typing...😈"
Demon Microbe, We both Caught. "...I'm scared, I'm uncomfortable🦠"

[Bridge]
Blackened Eyes See a Single Soul,
Leopold’s Curse Took his Toll, "...This is the case.😈"
Raw drooling anger. Over. Load. "...The tears...🦠"
Ecstatic High, Rotten, Sunken. Low. "The Fear is Real." "...God, no! 😈"

[Chorus]
Oh, We Share an Exploding Heart, "Yes!😈"
It Loves the Pain and Tearing Apart.
Special Aching, Deep Inside,
On a Bruising, Throbbing Ride.

"Super basic for a masochist, super basic.😈"

    Thank you: nephilim-dolli for the inspiration and backup vocals🦠😈

🦠 Demon Microbe

[Verse 1]
Subby slut, hotel bed, cup’s puffin’,
Fluffy muffin, suction slave, pump lovin’.
Such a tingly pair,
Now pretty lips need release,
Kitty's lack of air, witness a beast unleashed!

Pump (pump) pump, just can’t stop.
Pics don’t lie when you show it off.
Feel it tight, `bout to, pop!
Got the fullest cup on the block.

[Chorus]
Pump (pump) it up, plump it right,
Squeeze it hard, so it’s tight,
Make it slimy, swollen, slabby,
Suction tingly, now slut’s happy.
Burn at both ends, little wick,
Take more pics, post em quick,
Cam on, wet, nice and ready for tips,
Back on fet, life spent pumpin’ for dicks.

[Verse 2]
Trigger in her hand, loving every squeeze,
Can't hold back, even if you say please (Please).
Bigger, lips extra fat, puffy pancake stacks,
Pressure edgin', suctioned vulva,
Slam pig, porn star, super-nova!

[Pre-Chorus]
Pump (pump) pump, just can’t stop.
Pics don’t lie when you show it off.
Feel it tight, `bout to, pop!
Got the fullest cup on the block.

[Chorus]
Pump (pump) it up, plump it right,
Squeeze it hard, so it’s tight,
Make it slimy, swollen, slabby,
Suction tingly, now slut’s happy.
Burn at both ends, little wick,
Take more pics, post em quick,
Cam on, wet, nice and ready for tips,
Back on fet, life spent pumpin’ for dicks.

[Verse 3]
So many fans, slut knows she’s our star,
Can't hold back, even if you say please (Please).
Bigger, lips extra fat, puffy pancake stacks,
Pressure edgin', suctioned vulva,
Slam pig, porn star, super-nova!

[Pre-Chorus]
Pump (pump) pump, just can’t stop.
Pics don’t lie when you show it off.
Feel it tight, `bout to, pop!
Got the fullest cup on the block.

[Chorus]
Pump (pump) it up, plump it right,
Squeeze it hard, so it’s tight,
Make it slimy, swollen, slabby,
Suction tingly, now slut’s happy.
Burn at both ends, little wick,
Take more pics, post em quick,
Cam on, wet, nice and ready for tips,
Back on fet, life spent pumpin’ for kicks.
Back on fet, life spent pumpin’ for kicks.

[Verse 4]
So many fans, slut knows she’s our star,
Now to find, where the big boys are,
Fatter and wetter,
Cause they wanna smash her juices.
At a Best Western, ready for half of Massachusetts.

[Reprise]
Pump (pump) it up, plump it right,
Squeeze it hard, so it’s tight,
Make it slimy, swollen, slabby,
Suction tingly, now slut’s happy.
Burn at both ends, little wick,
Take more pics, post em quick,
Cam on, wet, nice and ready for tips,
Back on fet, life pump pumpin’ for kicks.

🍣 Slimy Lips

[intro]
Paci years, babe, (waah waah waah),
Paci years, babe, (waah waah waah),
Paci years, babe, (waah waah waah),
Don't let me hear you cry,
Life's taking you nowhere, (silly).

[verse 1]
Come bounce up, my baby (baby),
Look at that sky, life's just begun (angel),
Nights are warm and the days are young (way too young, some may say)
Come bounce up, my baby.

[chorus 1]
There's my baby, lost that's all,
Once I'm begging you save her little …soul.
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah),
Come bounce up, my baby.

[verse 2]
Wast night they loved you,
Opening legs and going potty, (numba one),
Come bounce up, my baby.
In crawled luck, (aww), she looked at me.
Never look back, crawl tall, act cute,
Come bounce up, my baby.

[chorus 2]
I'll Wish with you, Baby, for a thousand years,
Teacher’s gonna touch you in these paci years.
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah),
(Come bounce up, my baby)

[verse 3]
Some of these days, and it won't be long,
Gonna put you back down where you once belonged,
In tha back of tha dumpster, 20’ long.
Don't cry, my sweet, don't break my heart,
A little short, but you gotta growth chart.
Wish upon, Wish upon, day upon day, I believe, oh Lord,
I believe all the way, come bounce up, my baby,
Come to the Daycare, (to the Cherry Daycare),
Come to the Daycare in these paci years.
[chorus]
There's my baby, lost that's all,
Once I'm begging you save her little soul.
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah),
(Come bounce up, my baby)

[verse 4]
Don't let me hear you cry, life's taking you nowhere, (angel),
Come bounce up, my baby,
Come to the Daycare, (to the Cherry Daycare),
Come to the Daycare in these paci years.

[outro]
I'll Wish with you, baby, for a thousand years,
Daddy’s gonna touch you in these paci years.
Paci Years,
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)
Paci years, babe (waah waah waah)

🚼 Paci Years

Warning: Although this cheeky little ditty was inspired by actual events and kinksters, these lyrics are purely fantastical and should remain in the realm of our imaginations. This parody was created purely for tingles and luls and was not intended to encourage any real-life nibbles, especially those that may harm yourself or others. If you have autism or feel you might be inclined toward acting on these fantasies in real life, please instead brush your teeth and go to bed. If you need support or assistance, please reach out to a professional for help, and never me. I'm not real and neither is this song. Warm and gentle wishies, -MW

[Verse 1]
Tonight is gonna be the night,
That I’m gonna feed myself to you.
Before, you said you'd learn more,
About chewin’ me like some food.
But I don't believe that anybody,
Eats big bites or chews, like vore anymore.

[Verse 2]
Vag meat could be a fun treat,
That’d keep your appetite under control.
I cry, but deep inside,
I’m ready for you to eat me whole.
But I don't believe that anybody,
Knows what vore is anymore.

[Pre-Chorus]
And all my blood that we could drink is tasty,
And waiting for my monthly flow is lazy,
There are many things I'd like to feed to you,
But you don’t know how.

[Chorus]
Because maybe,
You're gonna be,
The one that tastes me.
And after all, you're my ‘cannibal.’

[Verse 3]
Tonight was gonna be the night,
But that wish will never come true.
By now, you should've somehow,
Figured out what I want you to do.
I don't believe that anybody,
Will feast the way I want you to, now.

[Pre-Chorus]
And you heard eating human brains will drive you crazy,
But I got beefy lips and a side of gravy.
There are many things I'd like to serve au jus,
But you don’t know how.

[Chorus]
Because maybe,
You're gonna be,
The one that tastes me.
And after all, poseur cannibal.

[Repeated Chorus]
I guess maybe (I guess maybe),
Not gonna be the one that tastes me (That tastes me),
Not gonna be the one that tastes me (That tastes me),
Not gonna be the one that tastes me (That tastes me).

Pshh. Poseur.

🍴 Poseur Cannibal

[Intro]
In. Out. In. Out. 
In. Out. In. Out.
In. Out. In. Out. 
In. Out. In. Out.

[Verse]
In Mommy's drawer, I found her prizes,
Thick n fwoppy, different sizes.
Magic wands that buzz like bees,
n I can't wait till my teacher sees!

[Verse]
Barely fit in my wittle book bag,
Everyone'll think they're so rad!
Light em up and the frosting glows,
Took to class, can't wait to show!

[Verse]
Who could know behind Mom’s socks,
She'd hide a pwayful party box?
Slimy Toys from Mommy's Stash,
Said no Touchy or I'll Catch her Rash.

[Bridge]
In. Out. In. Out. 
In. Out. In. Out.
In. Out. In. Out. 
In. Out. In. Out.

[Chorus]
Frosted Fwoppy Wonders here,
Bringing joy and silly cheer!
Show and Tell, tells the tale,
Fwoppy Wonder never fails!

[Verse]
Now the girls gather round n see,
Giggles, smiling, filled with glee.
Teacher looks with Widened eyes,
and says I'm sweet like cherry pie!

[Verse]
Hidden treasures see the light,
Mommy's Toys barely Fit, (I'm Tight!).
Gooey dreams and creamy Fun,
Now Every Day's a Fwoppy One!

[Verse]
Mom must love White Creamy Slime,
Cause she makes it every Time.
She plays pretend alone in Bed,
But I wanna put Fwoppy on my Head!

[Bridge]
In. Out. In. Out. 
In. Out. In. Out.
In. Out. In. Out. 
In. Out. In. Out.

[Chorus]
Frosted Fwoppy Wonder’s here,
Bringing cummie slimy cheer!
Show and Tell's the best to day,
Fwoppy Wonder’s here to stay!

[Verse]
Teacher said to stay after class,
Wear high pig tails, and to undress fast.
Teacher said, pretend I'm young,
I bounced on Fwoppy n sucked my thumb.

[Outro]
In. (In).
Out. (Out).
I Love you, Mr. Wishes.
In. (In).
Out. (Out).
I Love you, Mr. Wishes!
In. (In).
Out. (Out).
I Love you, Mr. Wishes!!
In. (In).
Out. (Out).
I Love you, Mr. Wishes!!!

💾 Fwoppy Wonder (demo)

Daddy has a favorite cave,
Where he calls our secret space.
He leads the way, it’s rarely safe,
Hold his hand, it’s Ok, It’s Ok. It’s Ok.

Wet and dark, but its no dream,
Tightest fit, too scared to scream.
Daddy brave enough to push us,
Suddenly, our cave just gushes,

Sulfur spring, didn’t see it coming
Now our cave is really flooding.
Scared of drowning, hearts beat faster.
Halted breathing, nervous laughter.

In our cave tonight we go,
Nature calls, bright yellow flow,
In the warmth we soak together,
I wish our hot tub was forever.

Wet and dark, but its no dream,
Tightest fit, too scared to scream.
Daddy brave enough to push us,
Suddenly, our cave just gushes,

Wet and dark, but its no dream,
Tightest fit, too scared to flee.
Pee-Paw would say it’s "really groovy."
Pee-Paw would say it’s "really groovy."

In our cave tonight we go,
Nature calls, bright yellow flow,
In the warmth we soak together,
I wish our hot tub was forever.

Safe in place, no need for shivers,
Special springs bring the warmest rivers.
Softer now like a Jacuzzi,
Pee-Paw would say it’s "really groovy."

In our cave tonight we go,
Nature calls, bright yellow flow,
In the warmth we soak together,
I wish our hot tub was forever.

(Secret Hidden Verse)
The leak came as Daddy pushed in,
Mommy would say, "U're in trouble!"
Worries cease, cute drips and bubbles,
We find peace in our flooded tunnel.

♨️ Sulfur Spring

Burning passion in the night,
Roast beef lips, he took a bite.
Horsey sauce brings a spicy heat,
Daddy can't resist a homemade treat.

Wrapped in heat, in spice we trust,
Sharp horseradish sealed with lust.
Passion's blaze in every squeeze,
Heat that brings him to his knees.

Fiery love just like before,
Horsey sauce we both adore,
Burning passion taste buds ignite,
Vinegar and whipped egg white.

Every kiss is Arby's bliss,
Heat from love each time we kiss,
Roast beef lips so soft so sweet,
Spicy sauce on her junior meat.

Feel the burn and feel the hate,
In love's fire we masturbate,
Horsey heat can't be contained,
Passion's flame will never wane.

Fiery love just like before,
Horsey sauce we both adore,
Burning passion taste buds ignite,
Vinegar and whipped egg white.

Silky smooth but cannot lie,
Lips on fire can't deny,
Creamy cummies but it hurts,
Messy Jessi horsey squirts.

White and velvety with a kick,  
A sauce so bold, hot and thick.  
Tangy sparks that linger long,  
In every taste, our love grows strong. 

Fiery love just like before,
Horsey sauce we both adore,
Burning passion taste buds ignite,
Vinegar and whipped egg white.

Through every spicy flare and flame,  
We'll whisper sweet 'I love you's name.  
Horsey sauce, our love so true,  
In every drop, it's me and you.

🤍 Horsey Sauce

Back in the day, young n’ wild,
Had her first child as a child,
Now she's a GILF, who wants that thrill,
Pumpin’ every two hours, aimin’ to fill.

Slowly but surely, she’s got a plan,
Pumpin up, lookin’ bigger for her man.
Mammaries of youth, starts flowin through,
Makin' mommy milk like she used to do.

Milk, milk, milkin' away,
Every two hours, night n’ day,
Pumpin’ up, her baby boys all see,
Barely an A cup, back to a C.

She’s got the tits, she’s got the time,
On FetLife just to get her pump primed,
Prefers her breasts to be full n' round,
Pumping hard till thirsty little mouths are found.

Every two hours, it never gets old,
Feelin that pump, fillin her soul,
Life’s a dance, she’s in control,
Fillin little baby bottles, reachin her goal.

Milk, milk, milkin' away,
Every two hours, night n’ day,
Pumpin’ up, her baby boys all see,
Barely an A cup, back to a C.

In her late forties, still time for fun,
Feelin' sporty, livin’ like life’s just begun.
Hormones flowin, she’s in the zone,
Strangers latch on, Nipples never alone.

Milk, milk, milkin' away,
Every two hours, night n’ day,
Pumpin’ up, her baby girls all see,
Barely an A cup, back to a C.

Fiancé's in jail, but the maid's on the move,
Feelin youthful again, the cow says "Moo,"
A naughty wet nurse, livin’ her dream.
Squirting out milk, startin’ a scene.

🤱🏼 Mammaries of Youth

At 🍒 Daycare, September is special,
Teacher hosts a big Glizzy Equinox Festival,
A saucy feast, Mister Wishes judges who's best,
Our Daddy-Daughter Hot Dog Eating Contest!

It’s not a foot (long) race, or who eats the most,
Quality counts, so us winners can boast,
A hundred little princesses, all in a line,
We're nude on all fours, in a row like swine.

It’s not a foot (long) race, or who eats the most,
Quality counts, so us winners can boast,
A hundred little princesses, all in a line,
We're nude on all fours, in a row like swine.

A reminder of the rules, listen close before fun,
No need to try and take more than one,
Love your Daddy's hotdog as the sun moves south,
Only us babies compete, not allowed to use our mouths.

Have more beer and come get near,
Promise to hold the hotdog dear,
Special shivers when little babies do our lunges,
Daddy spread my hole, and takes big plunges.

Have more beer and come get near,
Promise to hold the hotdog dear,
Special shivers when little babies do our lunges,
Daddy spread my hole, and takes big plunges.

This year we had a mix-up, and I’ll try to explain,
A typo on the invites, only daughters today.
With Daddies stayin home, and watchin the game,
@MisterWishes keeps our contest goin, all the same.

Cheeks puffed out with each big bite,
No teeth, just princess holes, Ooh, tight.
One big hotdog for us all, Ooh, such a treat,
No condiments needed on Teacher’s thick meat.

Watch our buns bounce and watch us play,
Eatin up hots in our own special way.
With every gulp n cheeked up gasp,
A contest of quality, make it last.

Have more beer n come get near,
I took the hotdog deep, no more tears,
Special shivers when little babies do our lunges,
Teacher spread my hole, and takes big plunges.

Have more beer and come get near,
I took the hotdog deep, no more tears,
Special shivers when little babies do our lunges,
Teacher spread my hole, and takes big plunges.

So let’s celebrate and learn to share,
An Equinox Feast with buns in the air,
One big hotdog, served just the right way,
Wishes come true, we're all winners today!

🌭 Equinox Festival

At Cherry Daycare, she sighs,
Rosie cheeks, shame in her eyes.
I didn't know they made em like that.
Jesus Christ, she's huge.
We never had a baby this fat.

Plump and heavy clomp-walking around,
Biggest girl here, no room at the playground.
Clothes straining seams, ready to pop,
Every glance lingering, they can't help but stop.

Whale of a babygirl, can’t look away,
Gasping for breath, in disarray.
Mouth opens wide, she’s feeling the heat,
Desire for something, she can't be discreet.
Whale of a doll.

A forced smile cracks on her face,
In this moment,
She knows she's robbing their oxygen and space.
Girls offer her plenty of breathing room
And ask nothing from this Whale of a doll.

Her puffy face and cellulite explain themselves.
Little hands snatching Jolly Ranchers galore,
Grabs eight handfuls on her way out the door.
In her Whale of a doll heart,
A bellowing beat.

She attends the daycare picnic,
Her eyes grow wide,  stomach growls for dinner (but)
These portion sizes enrage the monster within her.
She blushes, annoyed at this tiny meal.
Her fists shake, looking for something real,
With one Hulk smash, the table's bare
Teeny tiny brownie squares flying through the air
Her pelican gullet opens wide,
All the brownies gone, no place to hide

So yeah, she Hulk-smashes everything on the table, causing the picnic food to confetti into the air,
Her whale throat opens up and she catches three or four braised beef sliders in the air.
like popcorn.

With all the baby portions on the ground,
she stops, drops, and rolls,
Onto the food pile on the ground.
She begins hog gobbling up everything,
And rolling around in it too.

Its cringe and everyone looks away while she destroys herself by eating every remaining morsel in the dirt,
The muckbang is ground into her babydoll shirt.
Everyone looks away, except for their perverted Teacher.
He whips out his cock, (and)
Starts ripping a huge horse-strength piss-stream all over her fucking face and hair,
Blasting off all the dirt and turning it into baby-picnic-food-piss-mud.
He must have been saving it all day. Wow.
He's spitting in her mouth now.
I'm borderline ready to call the cops.

She belches, farts, shits, pisses, cums, and cries.
I can’t, even. I can't even believe my eyes.

Whale of a doll.

Grab a shovel, babygirls.

🐋 Whale of a Doll

Pouring fast, thrills on tap
No strings, no shame, no holding back
Thirsty girl, riding on the edge
Date’s whisper is a loaded pledge

He got the 👏
He got the 👏
He got the 👏
He, He got the 👏

Velvet skin, tangled sheets below
Untouched, no cover for the show
Citrus tastes like the wildest sins
Taking risks, and pleasure wins

They got the 👏
They got the 👏
Kids got the 👏
Yeah, kids got the 👏

Body fire, no lie, on the motel stage
Every cream pie, another day’s wage
No disguise, no safety net
Playing the game, we won’t forget

Cause we got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏
Yeah, we got it!

We got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏
Everybody get off your ass

We got the 👏
We know you can dance to the 👏
We got the 👏
Pump up, get down

We got the 👏
Round and round and round
We got the 👏
We got the 👏

We got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏

We got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏

We got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏
We got the 👏

👏 Kids Got the Clap

Southern bakery dim, light no longer glows,
Betty's Dad hanging, sign, 'Permanently Closed'.
Ceiling fan spun his apron, like a ghost in the air.
Betty’s tears heavy, drowning in despair,

Tragedy lingered, in the flour-dusted space,
Daughter’s burden thick, till she could find a place.
Betty found a Teacher, hashtags caught her eye,
(#NSFW #NMIK #DDlg #DaddyDom #TeacherDom #GentleDom #LittleSpace #agere #CareGiver #WarmFrosting #CinnamonChallenge)
Finding comfort in his care, letting old sorrows die (die die.)

[Chorus]
A fluffy blank canvas, new warm rolls await,
Frosting drips gently, sweet serenade.
Curves shape the moment, oozing intent,
Every squirt brings wonder, finishing, elegance.
In Daycare’s kitchen, no more disasters,
Decadent memories with her new Master.

New Teacher beside her, the future looks brighter,
Anticipation blossomed, turning wrong into right.
Ingredients lined up, new smells fill the air,
Baking together, recipe for repair.❤️‍🩹

Master Wishes with his 👨🏻‍🍳Chef hat askew,
Gonna whip up a lesson, gooey and new.
Betty eager to learn with flour on her nose,
Easy bake, range hood, the heat overflows.

Wishes’ whisk in hand,
What a Master pastry pro.
In the kitchen together,
More than dough starts to grow (grow grow.)

[Chorus]
A fluffy blank canvas, new warm rolls await,
Frosting drips gently, sweet serenade.
Curves shape the moment, oozing intent,
Every squirt brings wonder, finishing, elegance.
In Daycare’s kitchen, no more disasters,
Decadent memories with her new Master.

The duo sang sweetly, magical songs,
Pumped and drizzled frosting, knows she belongs.
Climax of sweetness, and giggling fits,
Through Master's lessons, she learns a real man never quits.

A less humid haven for cinnamon swirls,
Daddy in heaven, nothing could stop her,
Master a better batter splatterer than her father,
RIP Mister Crocker (RIP RIP.)

[Chorus]
A fluffy blank canvas, new warm rolls await,
Frosting drips gently, sweet serenade.
Curves shape the moment, oozing intent,
Every squirt brings wonder, finishing, elegance.
In Daycare’s kitchen, no more disasters,
Decadent memories with her new Master.

“Dear diary, Daddy’s muffins were always like squished plastic-wrapped oily turd balls that sat in the sun all week long. He didn’t know what he was doing.
Everyone Hated us and our greasy-ass bakery.
He never had good flour, like we have up here in New York.
It was more like a fakery.
I guess that’s why he hung himself from the ceiling fan to get one last three hundred and sixty degree look around at his worthless failure of a bakery.
I was going to burn it down, but I have a long trail of arson threats on my facebook. It would be obvi who did it.
Any ways, I came here  to Cherry Daycare for the cinnamon challenge,
And found a caregiver with true talent.
Daddy’s Southern bakery made me sweat, but Cherry Daycare is hotter,
Teacher squirts frosting on all the rolls like water."

👨🏻‍🍳 Baking Lesson

In fields o' 🌸 Cherry Land, where blossoms do bloom,
A four-leaf 🍀 Clover, she banishes gloom,
If a man's path crosses hers by chance someday,
The lucky charming girl will show him the way.

[Chorus]
Oh, she's got a 🍀 Clover tat, o'r her tits full an fine,
That lucky charm who hides in the vines,
If ya see a gleam in her eye, a job she’ll gladly give,
Anyone who finds her, know they truly live!

She's got a 🩷 Heart so Pink, you'll fall in love,
Guided by her spell, from the moon above,
Her smile lights up the night, like an ✴️ Orange Star,
Caught in her spell, ya're lucky by far.

[Chorus]

🌙 Yellow Moon charm, the time she tells is soon,
Johnny on the Spot, lemonade at noon,
Even in days light, her charm prevails,
Like an outhouse door, the myth never fails.

[Chorus]

She’s a rare sparkling gem, with a playful grin,
A 💠 Diamond in the rough, she makes ya hard within,
Blue veins so amazin', a truly wondrous sight,
Good fortune smiles upon ya, when she Kneels in yer light!

[Chorus]

Lucky 🧲 Horseshoe girl, ride her like a steed,
Till she's Purple in the face, her primal need,
Happy tears in her eyes, boostin e'ry morale,
With her nympho charm, she’ll drive ya wild an' feral!

[Chorus]

Oh, that 🍀 Green Clover, she'll make you cum,
Her lips so tender, to make men succumb,
Spreads luck o’cross the Rest, even their Wives,
Her 🏳️‍🌈 Rainbow charm, makes ya 🌈 beam inside!

[Chorus]

Last, her 🎈Red Balloon, the knot so tight,
In the cherry orchard, under moonlight,
She gripped and lifted him to the sky, glowin ever bright,
The luckiest charm, a rare delight!

[Chorus]

[Secret Lucky Verse]
In the field o' 🌸 Cherry Land, where creepers crawl wild,
A cherubic smile, with skin soft, n hair wild,
She’s short in stature, so hard to find,
With 'r green clover, 'r charm's your lucky sign.

🍀 Magically Delicious

Summer time has come,
Fair, blue ribbons won,
Hucows, don't fear the hormone,
Nor do the sheep, the swine, or the steers,
[Chorus]
We can be like they are, Come on, baby,
Don't fear the Hormone, Baby, take my hand,
Don't fear the Hormone, You'll be able to yield,
Don't fear the Hormone, Baby, I'm your man
Moo, la, Moo, la, la
Moo, la, Moo, la, la

BST begun
Monsanto doubled production
Holstein Friesian
Bred together for eternity (Holstein Friesian)
7 and a half gallons everyday (like Holstein Friesian)
7 and a half gallons everyday (Doubled production)
Millions more coming everyday,

We can be like they are, Come on, baby,
Don't fear the hormone, Baby, take my hand,
Don't fear the hormone, You'll be able to Yield,
Don't fear the hormone, Baby, I'm your man
Moo, la, Moo, la, la
Moo, la, Moo, la, la

Love of milk is fun,
Yield, or you’re gone.
Came the last day before culling,
And it was clear Mom couldn’t go on.
Barn door was open and the wind appeared,
The farmer knew and then disappeared,
The butcher drew and then He prepared.

Saying, "don't be afraid", Come on, baby
And she had no fear, And she came to Him
Then she started to walk, She looked upward and said thank you,
She had become like they are, She had taken His hand,
She had become like they are, Come on, baby,
Don't fear the hormone.

🐄 Don't Fear the Hormone

Now this is a story, all about how, 
My Gram got banned and ran outta town.
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there,
I'll tell you how I became the 🤴🏻 King of 🍒 Daycare.

On Line social-media born and raised,
In the hashtags is where I spent most of my days,
Edgin' out, gooning, maxin all cool,
Just repostin some homework from girls who like school,
When a couple of bots who were up to no good,
Started makin trouble in my Insta-hood,
I added one little lewd and the algo got mad,
And said, "You’re banned: Can’t post nips on the Gram."

I cringed and tugged day after day,
But girls with pacifiers still needed to play.
I started [my group](https://fetlife.com/groups/279052) and girls came to chat,
I took my shorts off and she said, "You might as well jack it!"

FetLife, yo, this place is bad, like,
Wringing squirt juice out of a dirty rag,
Is this how ***Hot Moms In My Area*** really be livin' like?
Hmm, this might be alright!

But wait, I hear they’re sissy, gender-queer, all that, 
Is this the type of place a Daddy Dom could hang his hat?
I mean, I think so, I'll see when I get there,
I hope they're prepared for the 🤴🏻 King of 🍒 Daycare.

Well, my group formed and invites rolled out,
There was a thumb-sucker with nice nips and she kept taking em out,
I ain't trying to finish yet, I just got here!
She wanted a Daddy in real life, and disappeared.
Well, I, whistled for the age-players, and when they came near,
The babies gathered 'round and their smiles grew clear.
If anything I could say this meat looks rare,
But I thought, "Ah, fuckit, welcome to  🍒 Daycare!"

I got them on Snap 'bout seven or eight,
And I yelled, "Submit on time, or 👨🏻‍🏫 Teacher's marking you Late!"
Looked at my group chat, I was finally there,
To edge in my chair as the King of 🍒 Daycare

🤴🏻 King of 🍒 Daycare

Enby dodgeball all-star, lovin the sting,
Takes it hard, and makes you feel the bing!
Whether catchin the pain or dishin it out,
Ponytail tight, no question about.
Switching sides, dodgin the heat,
Bruisin hearts, n never missin a beat.

Switch-up Sam, loves the dodgeball bing!
When balls hit their face, it’s a favorite thing.
Teacher’s gym class all-star, plays so hard,
Cause things at home left their aura scarred.
But when they’re on fire with the ball in they're hand,
Wailing on the girls who never stood a chance!

They can duck, they can dive, always dodgin quick,
But gettin called out of the game, just makes them sick.
Sometimes lets em win, with a knowin grin,
Other times, their dominance gets under Teacher’s skin.

Enby dodgeball all-star, lovin the sting,
Takes it hard, and makes you feel the bing!
Whether catchin the pain or dishin it out,
Ponytail tight, no question about.
Switching sides, dodgin the heat,
Bruisin hearts, n never missin a beat.

Sometimes they’re a baby, soft and sweet,
Takin hits, I dunno, just to take some heat.
Beaning girls in the gut, with that look in their eye.
When their wicked arm throws, they’ll laugh when you cry,
Sweaty grey gym-clothes, and first to score!
Bruises em with a smile, and leaves em sore.

Change-up, cheaty-face, 变脸,
Straddles centerline of the Daycare gym,
Taking hits, and leaving marks on girl’s thighs.
Teacher's toughest enby switch’ll make you cry!

Enby dodgeball all-star, lovin the sting,
Takes it hard, and makes you feel the bing!
Beanin left, beanin right, they rarely miss,
Bruises sweet, n takes you out with a kiss.
Switching spots, so versatile in games,
Even call her Samantha, and she rarely complains.

Duck, dodge, dive—they own the floor,
Takes the pain, and still craves more.
Sometimes the angel, sometimes from hell,
They'll knock you down too, if you ring their bell.
Taking shots to the chest, to the back, to the face,
Protective glasses, and a smile, in middle-space.

Enby dodgeball all-star, lovin the sting,
Takes it hard, and makes you feel the bing!
Whether catchin the pain, or dishin it out,
Ponytail tight, no question about.
Switchin teams, dodgin the heat,
Bruising hearts, n never missin a beat.

Yeah, a gym class quick-change, sweet and mean,
Switchin tween femme, and the obscene.
You can throw it hard, but they’ll give it right back,
Eggin you on, and wantin to crack!

🆓 Association

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