Is it normal weird girlfriend problem
Ok so here it is. I've been going out with this girl for almost a year and it's been great. Before this, I had never had a girlfriend or done sex or anything and it was like a weight was lifted off my back. And I don't know if this is going too fast or not but now she's moved into my place. And that's when the weirdness starts in.
One night we start drinking a little wine and getting a bit tipsy and we start talking about sexual fantasies. So I'm talking about stuff like doing anal and whatnot and she's getting visibly uncomfortable and hesitant about talking up her own fantasies. Finally she gives in. She wants to act like a toddler and play with barbie and have me wipe her butt when she's gone poopy. She actually uses the word poopy. Then she tells me I would also have to spank her bare bottom when she's been bad. I have no idea what “being bad” would entail from an adult trying to emulate a toddler, but it all sounds so bizarre that I think “what the hell, lets try it out.” So I say lets do it.
The next day I get home from work, and sure enough there's fucking barbies and toy trucks and crap strewn everywhere, and I find her in the bedroom on the floor playing with a fire truck making siren noises. I'm thinking, ok this is sort of cute. This goes on for a few days, and here's where it starts getting out of hand.
I get home and there's fucking crayon all over the walls. Crayon. Do you know how hard it is to get that shit off the walls? It's like oh great there goes the security deposit. She's sitting in the kitchen and she's eaten a whole shitload of oreos and there's crumbs all over the place. I mean I was beside myself, especially since I had gone to the store and gotten all this gourmet food for dinner and she's just spoiled her appetite! Then she waddles out of the kitchen haphazardly like nothings wrong and goes and sits about two feet from the tv like a moron, and it's at this point I decide it's time for a spanking. So I haul her up by her armpit and hustle her into the bedroom, and all the while she's shrieking and crying like a petulant little child. I push her down on the bed and retrieve a belt from the closet while she's making these muffled sobs and pleading into the bed spread, but when I started to yank her pants down I just totally lost my nerve..she'd pissed her pants. She'd been walking around my house sitting on the furniture with pee pants. I couldn't do it. I was disgusted with her. Then I start screaming at her and she's crying and screaming “daddy I'm sorry.” Daddy? Whoa. First of all I'm not ready to be no daddy. And second I'm not her fucking daddy! This is getting really demented. I ended up leaving the house and went to stay at my friends place. I haven't been back to that house for three days and I don't know what to do. Any advice on how to resolve this situation would be much appreciated.