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QH Archives: Josh's Secret

“So, Josh, I heard you’ve got a little secret...”

“W-what are you talking about?”

“Well Emily told me and...”

“Emily?  She told you my secret?”

“Well, yeah, but, it’s not like I’m going to run and tell everyone about it.”

“But...she shouldn’t have told anyone at...

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QH Archives: Morning Change

She felt a hand gently shake her shoulder, waking her from a dream about go-karts and...bananas, maybe?  Her eyes slowly pried themselves open, the morning sun blinding her.

“W-what time is it?” she asked groggily.  He laughed and rubbed the top of her head through her messy hair.  He did this often, ...

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QH Archives: A Crisis Shortly After 6 PM

I had been given very simple instructions: take a photo of the current condition of my diaper once every hour and send it to Mistress. Yet I've sent her photos for the last three hours, showing the progressively soaked condition of them, and yet there was no response. 

How could this be? Surely she would want to se...

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Vote-A-Story: September 2020

Hey all! As promised, this is our official poll to vote for one of the stories you'll see in September. Based on responses to my blog posts over the last two weeks and direct messages, I've put together 5 options of things y'all have asked for. 

At the end of September, I'll once again request any ideas or suggesti...

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Little Ms. Bishop, Chapter 1

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"Good afternoon,” the blonde haired, rosy-cheeked girl at the door said. “I’m Maggie, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Come in. Would you care for something to drink? I could put some tea on.” Maggie entered, following her potential new employer, Amanda Bishop, through the foyer, past the steps leading t...

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Reminder: Tier 3 Story Suggestions...

Hey folks! Just a reminder that you have the opportunity to suggest a story idea for one of the stories I write/publish in September. The details are in a blog post from last week. You can respond to that post, this post, or just shoot me a direct message with a brief synopsis of what story you’d like to see. 

To...

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QH Archive: Mother in Law

She slammed the bedroom door shut behind her and glared at him. While he knew she was upset with him, he had no idea just how upset she was. 

“You are unbelievable,” she said. It was that deceivingly calm voice she used when she was beyond frustrated. It was almost more terrifying than when she actually yelled,...

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QH Archive: Potty Training Dora

The first thing Dora noticed when she got home was the little plastic potty chair sitting in the middle of the coffee table in the living room.  It was very similar to the one she had seen her baby cousins use while getting potty trained.  

“Mum?” she called out.  “What is this potty doing here? &nb...

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QH Archive: Two Bowls

He would’ve laughed had he seen this out of context.  Two grown women, their pants pulled down, squatting over bowls on the ground while they pissed into them.  All the while they laughed and mocked each other competitively. 

“Are you kidding me?  How could you possibly have that much piss in you...

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QH Archives: One Morning at the Cafe

Everybody was thinking it, but nobody was saying it:  Someone needed a diaper change.  Eyes of the patrons in the cafe were wandering about, looking for the source.

The prime suspect in this caper was the small toddler scribbling on some paper furiously at a table where her stressed mother tapped away at a key...

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QH Archives - At Auction

There were small round tables, arranged in a semi-circle, each seating people in their finest outfits and jewelry.  Servers were armed with a seemingly endless supply of champagne and wine.  They all faced the stage, wondering what would be presented next. 

This was the Black Gala.  If you knew what ...

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In a Box, Under the Bed

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This couldn’t be happening.  I looked again, just in case I had somehow overlooked it the first time.  Getting down on my hands and knees, I rapidly swatted through some of the debris under my bed in the hopes of finding my precious box, but it just didn’t seem to be materializing.

Okay. Calm down. Thi...

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Blog #4: Updates!

I’m rolling out a feature for the Tier 3 patrons today. It’s one that I have mentioned in my Patreon’s tier descriptions, and I think I’ve hinted at it in previous posts, but I wanted to elaborate on it. I’m including everyone, from all tiers, on this post so that everyone is aware of this perk and how it works.

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Suggestions for a September Story!

I think I've mentioned this before, but I wanted to go into more detail about a perk for you and your fellow Tier 3 patrons. I'd like to give you the ability to suggest and vote on one of the stories that I'll be writing for you in September.

Participation is pretty easy. Between now and next Friday (8/28/2020), just ma...

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QH Archive: Now Trending

I’m not really sure how it started.  Maybe some “boundary-pushing” pop star did it on TV to get a few extra followers on their social media site, or maybe this was just the natural progression in how we were going to rebel against the social norm.  All I knew is that “Fanting” was a thing now.

The fi...

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QH Archive: That One Summer

She was married, and I was...well, lost.  I’ll leave it at that.  But we found each other at just the right time in each other’s lives, and we formed a bond over being lonely and horny.  She’d meet me in the parking lot before I went to work at night.  It was the same every time.  We’d chat fo...

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QH Archives: Oh, How You Are Cute

 Oh, there are many things you do that are cute. 

  • When you wrinkle your nose in that way that immediately suggests it's time to check your bottom.
  • The tiny “Umph” that escapes your lips when your legs are lifted in the air.
  • The “Umm” in your cheeks when the pacifier is popped in...

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QH Archives: On the Fifth Night of My Punishment

Me, wearing only a diaper and bent over the arm of the sofa.

Her, standing behind me while checking said diaper.  She first gives a light squeeze at the very bottom before letting her fingers slide up to the waistband where she carefully pulls it back just enough to peek in.  I cannot see her face, but I can...

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QH Archives: A Lesson in Humiliation

“The key is patience.  Do you see Tommy out there in the living room right now?  Do you see how he’s squirming around in his diaper?”

“Yes, mother.”

“He obviously needs a diaper change.  And I know that you’re just dying to go out there and ask him if that’s the case.”

“It...

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Their Own Devices

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“I want to ask you a question,” Paige said, “but if I ask it, I want you to promise me that you won’t get mad. Okay?”

“Maybe I’d rather you didn’t ask the question then,” Anabel replied with a wry smirk.

“I mean, that’s fair.”

“Ask,” Anabel said. “Please.”

“Okay, look,...

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Blog #4: Inspirations

A question that pops up now and then is “What inspires you?” 

The answer is usually: Just about everything. 

There are some obvious things, of course. Personal experiences or conversations with pant-wetters like yourself. Going to the store and daydreaming about what would happen if the woman walking...

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QH Archives: Showing the Babysitter Around

“The kitchen is fully stocked, so help yourself to whatever you need. The nursery should have everything you’ll need too.  Wipes, new diapers, powder, there’s even some ointment if his rash flares up again.”

“Okay, thank you,” said Tiffany.  “So where is he, anyways?”

“Probably hiding i...

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QH Archives: Coupons

Once, another Tumblr user posted the following:

I needed to pick up a couple of things at the drugstore tonight, so I went in and got what I needed.  I went up to the front and a cute girl rang up my stuff and asked if I had a rewards card to get discounts (which I think is kinda stupi...

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QH Archives: How Robert Spent His Summer Vacation

“There.  I think that was the last one.  You’re finally free to go, Sebastian.”

“Yes, Ms. Yost.”

“You’ve been well behaved this summer.  Your mother didn’t think you were going to be as cooperative.”

“I...I really didn’t have much of a choice.”

“No, I suppose no...

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QH Archives: How Ken Spent His Summer Vacation

 “Hey Diane, I just wanted to drop off those books you lent me.  Thank you so much for letting me borrow them.  I thought there was some really good...wait...what is your son doing in the playpen?”

“Oh, well, you know, toddlers can’t be left to their own devices.”

“I mean...your son is, ...

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QH Archives: How Billy Spent His Summer Vacation

“But. You...you said that if I did exactly what you wanted, you’d let me into your pants.”

“Oh...I suppose I did say that. Well, let’s see, you did follow my instructions pretty closely. You did cut off all of your pubes.”

“Yes!  And I kept them trim all summer, like you asked.”

“And y...

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QH Archives: Baby's First Birthday

There were balloons and streamers everywhere, and the giant banner reading “Happy Birthday Baby!” was hung from the living wall facing the front door.

At the dining room table were all of the party guests, six in total not counting the host and the baby, wearing their birthday hats with smiles on their faces.

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QH Archives: Sharing is Caring

He sat on the floor, legs crossed, watching the television as cartoons played.  He’d rather have been watching something else...anything really, though he knew he didn’t have much of a choice in that matter.

“Come, boy,” she said at last, entering the room with her hands on her hips.”

“W-where are...

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QH Archives: Just Before Bed, In His Lap

“And I suppose you’re some sort of...baby?” he playfully asks.

“Nah-uh,” she replied, shaking her head.  

“Well, that’s strange.  Because you have your hair in pigtails.  That seems like something a little baby would do.”

“Hmm.  Maybe.”

“And, you’re wearing t...

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A Convincing Argument

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“I want to go shopping,” she said. “You’re coming with me, right?”

“Of course,” I said obediently. There wasn’t really another answer.

“Are you ready to go?”

I shrugged. I wanted to say yes, but that wasn’t the answer she’d be seeking. Following my disobedience earlier in the week, sh...

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