“V?”
Vanessa blinked awake, bleary eyed and thoughts still thick from dreamland. “Huh?”
“V!”
The voice came from outside her room, echoing across the hall. Vanessa sat up, wiping at her eyes to clear away sleepiness. She hadn’t set her alarm–she was off work that morning and typically slept i...
2023-09-15 04:21:46 +0000 UTC View PostThe quality of my new apartment didn’t matter too much when I was bound, blindfolded, gagged, and deprived from all sensory input.
Haven had been given my full permission to deny me pleasure fifty times, and my parasitic alien master had taken to that task with gusto. No part of my body was off limits, no inch of skin...
2023-09-12 22:39:29 +0000 UTC View Post(Don’t worry about it.) Nicole told herself, repeating the words in her head like a prayer. (Don’t worry about it. Don’t worry about it.)
She worried anyways, because no amount of silent hope could ease her anxiety.
It was her first day back to work since her lisp had developed. She had to be careful about e...
2023-09-12 00:40:18 +0000 UTC View PostThis never got posted cuz I'm dumb
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Though Sam could barely recognize his life anymore, he could identify where it had all shifted, where the slide into his n...
2023-09-10 19:01:24 +0000 UTC View PostI wasn’t sure how to handle Haven’s new sense of humor, especially as they got more comfortable navigating the internet.
They’d handled apartment hunting while I slept–using my phone, something I’d have objections to if they hadn’t already invaded my privacy in far more significant ways. All I had to do was ...
2023-09-09 22:58:39 +0000 UTC View PostBonk.
Nicole felt her head bounce off against something solid and blinked awake, confused. She sometimes rolled into the wall while she slept, but this didn’t feel like bumping her head against the wall, more like a table leg.
Blinking awake, she took in her surroundings, and was so alarmed that she sat...
2023-09-09 00:38:00 +0000 UTC View PostVanessa stared at the chart, trying to decipher what the latest stickers referred to. She wanted to be there for Nicole, to at least be able to warn her what was coming with no more surprise humiliations.
At least Nicole had the day off, she wouldn’t be risking humiliation at work. That would be better than n...
2023-09-06 21:41:28 +0000 UTC View PostThe mornings brought Nicole no anticipation of a new day, no restfulness, only anxiety about what would be taken next.
She shouldn’t have been surprised. She barely had knowledge of when she peed anymore–there was little of her bladder control left to take. No amount of wet beds or new diapers in her dresser could s...
2023-09-05 19:52:18 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a continuation/soft sequel to one of my old stories, 'Symbiotic Submission'. I've finally settled on a narrative direction for this piece, and so I'm bringing it back in full force for a bit of an interlu...
2023-09-03 21:16:53 +0000 UTC View PostNicole knew better than to hope that the chart would stay gone. When she woke up, her diaper–(No, it’s not my diaper, it’s just a diaper)–was well used and swollen. She waddled to her door, anxious about what she might find, and her heart sank.
The chart had returned, and the rainclouds now mar...
2023-09-02 18:03:50 +0000 UTC View PostNicole wouldn’t be tricked a third time. The only food she ate was takeout, she drank water from a reusable bottle she filled at work, and she locked her bedroom door. Vanessa wouldn’t have another shot at ‘pranking’ her, even if it meant painstaking vigilance until Nicole could find a new roommate and move out.
Tuesday morning brought the death of a friendship.
Nicole could almost not process the sheer hurt and betrayal she felt, waking up to another wet bed. Yesterday’s prank by her once-friend had been too far, an incredible breach of trust, but something she could move past.
But the fact that Vanessa had gone and do...
2023-08-31 19:22:16 +0000 UTC View Post“What the fuck?”
Shock and fury battled for control of Nicole’s mind. First, she felt only a startled sense of confusion: (How?) And then the dawning, horrified realization: (Oh, that’s how.) And finally, anger at the betrayal: (How could she think this was funny?)
Nicole had wet the bed, for the ...
2023-08-30 17:29:42 +0000 UTC View PostWritten as a commission for Salwatore!
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“And just…like…that!” Vanessa announced, turning on the lamp by the couch, “We are, officially, moved in!” The bulb shed off slightly pink-tinged light, though at the push of a button, the whole room could be changed in tone to any hue on the...
2023-08-29 21:35:07 +0000 UTC View Post
This has been a long time in the works!
I'm proud to announce 'The Potty Draining Chart', written as a commission for Salwatore! It's a 17,000 word novella in fifteen chapters, which I'll be posting across the coming month!
I hope you all enjoy. ^^
Art is by the wonderful FlashyFlesh! 2023-08-29 21:34:54 +0000 UTC View Post
Art by the wonderful PullUpPoofs, story by yours truly!
If you like the art style or content, I couldn't recommend her Patreon more - you can find her over at https://www.patreon.com/pull_up_poofs
And if you don't want to subscribe, at l...
2023-08-26 18:43:48 +0000 UTC View PostOne month later.
“Eighty, ninety… one hundred.” Brains counted out the cash, passing Skip’s winnings over without a hint of ill will. They’d won fair and square, even if nobody else had spotted the technicality that’d cinched their success.
Skip, pleased, took the fruit of their gambli...
2023-08-26 18:18:43 +0000 UTC View PostAuthor's note:
This chapter is one that I feel is important to the narrative of the story, but that I neglected to write chronologically. It's the 'Real' chapter 21, the chapter currently published as 21 will become 22 in the final publication, and so on and so forth.
To those of ...
2023-08-21 03:58:45 +0000 UTC View PostGrace, as in Loved Unconditionally, surveyed the scene.
Three of her best friends were already in the back yard, sitting around their fire pit. Skip had a lighter in hand, trying to get the kindling to catch for their traditional Wasters weekend. Brains was on his phone, texting–no doubt his new beau. He’d been all ...
2023-08-15 06:03:27 +0000 UTC View PostJust wanted to address the radio silence - The next chapter of The Baby Bet will be out early next week, likely Tuesday.
Thanks!
2023-08-12 05:13:55 +0000 UTC View PostDaniel shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
There didn’t seem to be any way to position his weight without feeling the muck in his diaper clinging to his skin. If he sat back, everything squelched forward, and he really didn’t want it going forward. When he sat forward, it mushed up the back and made him fear...
2023-08-11 03:33:50 +0000 UTC View PostBy popular demand, I decided to write a sequel to, "The Magician", which can be read here.
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The first rule of magic, above all else, is that it’s not founded on any kind of...
2023-08-06 01:28:13 +0000 UTC View PostGrace stared at Pearce, her brain frozen in disbelief.
(He–)
“You don’t love me,” she said, unable to think of any other response besides the flat truth.
He might love the parts of herself that she made available, but Pearce couldn’t love the whole of her. Not the parts that hung around his neck li...
2023-07-30 00:46:17 +0000 UTC View PostGurgle–
(I’m such a fucking–)
GURGLE–
“Ow–dammit. Dammit.”
GURGLE–
(–fucking, fucking idiot.)
Blrblrbl–
Molten, putrid fluids poured out of her, into her fourth diaper of the hour, staining the seat a pale brown...
2023-07-25 21:21:25 +0000 UTC View Post“Punishment?” Daniel squeaked. “But–”
“But what?” Rachel asked, leering down at him. “I made it very clear, didn’t I? You’ve got one toilet you’re allowed to use, and it’s the one taped up beneath your skirt.”
Cheeks turning pinker by the second, Daniel said, “Come on, I was ju...
2023-07-22 07:57:27 +0000 UTC View Post
As promised, here's all the links to my co-collaborator's parts of the project!
Koneko's Half of the Story, written from Zoey's Perspective
(Please go give Ko some love, this was her idea and ...
2023-07-20 00:42:50 +0000 UTC View PostI wrote this story as part of a collaboration with three other wonderful creators - Ko, HofBondage, and FlashyFlesh! You can find all the links to the art and the other half of the story here!
Ko created the origi...
2023-07-19 07:51:39 +0000 UTC View PostWrote this for OmoPurrr, the artist behind several of my recent captions!
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The rustle of wrapping paper was loud enough, it almost cut through the crinkle of Nat’s diaper.
That made her feel a little better–As long as they didn’t hear, Daddy’s friends wouldn’t be able to tell that...
2023-07-17 02:05:39 +0000 UTC View Post
Thanks to ADSDChibi for the art in this one, and ABDLGuy for use of his character!
Transcript:
“And for my next trick…” the magician announced, drawing the rapt attention of the whole audience. “I’m going to pull a bunny out of a hat.”
It was perfect. Roy couldn’t have asked for a b...
2023-07-14 20:01:13 +0000 UTC View PostNote from the author:
This chapter features a depiction of accidental self-harm with an over-the-counter medication. This self-harm is not life threatening, but could still be upsetting to some readers. If you want to know precisely what happens so you can be better informed, feel free to message me asking for a s...
2023-07-14 19:54:30 +0000 UTC View Post
