“How did your visit with Cheryl go,” Ella asked. They were lying next to one another nude in the quiet room. Becky and Amanda had both gone back to work and school, so Jamie was back at Little Hearth every weekday.
“That’s what you wanna talk about right now,” he asked.
“I wanted to ask earlier.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Because ten minutes after you got here you got all handsy under the drawing table, and I guess I just forgot,” she said with a post-...
2023-01-15 14:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Before bedtime, Jamie sat down to write a letter to Cheryl. He meant to write more, like he’d said he would. It would be a treat for Cheryl to get a letter so soon after she got home.
Dear Cheryl,
This letter should arrive just a few days after you reach home. I’m so happy I got to see you. I guess it brought a sense of closure to some lingering feelings I’ve had about my decision, and though the past few days have been hard in their own way, it seems as though ...
2023-01-14 17:00:04 +0000 UTC
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“Hello,” Mel called out, “I need to return this Jamie Bear.” Becky came out from the kitchen to greet the two of them in the hall. She hadn’t been especially pleased to come home and find out Amanda had let him sleep over at Mel’s, but she held her tongue, knowing Amanda was his guardian too.
“What’s wrong with this one,” Becky asked, taking Jamie off Mel’s hip and putting him on her own.
“I specifically ordered a sad one, and this one is happy. You owe me a ...
2023-01-14 14:00:03 +0000 UTC
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“Hey, Mel,” Amanda said through her phone.
“Hey. What’s up?”
“Can you come over for a while?”
“Sure.”
“Thanks. I just could use some help with Jamie.”
“What’s wrong?”
“He’s a sad little.”
“Still?”
“Yep. He insists it’s only for one more day.”
“That’s kinda cute.”
“I think he’s trying to be funny. He always makes jokes when he doesn’t want us to worry about him. But usually they...
2023-01-13 17:00:00 +0000 UTC
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“My ride will be here soon,” Cheryl said to Jamie. They were sitting on the floor, absentmindedly playing with the marble blocks he’d gotten for Christmas.
“I know,” Jamie said quietly. “Thanks for keeping your promise.”
“I’ve broken plenty of promises. That’s not why I came.”
“I know.”
“This isn’t goodbye, Jamie.”
“When will I see you again?”
Cheryl closed her eyes. This was just as hard for her. “One day I’ll be bac...
2023-01-13 13:59:59 +0000 UTC
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On the last day of her visit, it was Cheryl had some alone-time with Amanda while Jamie napped.
“Can I try something, Manda?”
“Uh, sure. What is it?” Cheryl blushed and held her arms up. Amanda smiled wide and scooped up Cheryl into an enthusiastic embrace. Cheryl wrapped her legs around Amanda and put her head on her chest. “Have you been wanting to do that all week?”
“I’ve been wanting to do that for years. Uppies always looks so good,” Cheryl answered wi...
2023-01-12 16:35:07 +0000 UTC
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When Becky went in a little while later to check on them, she found Cheryl sitting up stroking Jamie’s hair.
“Isn’t my Baby Bear handsome,” Becky whispered.
“Very,” Cheryl answered, admiring him. She considered that one day she might go to Itali just for the medical care, wondering what it felt like to have half a lifetime’s aches, pains, and wrinkles taken away.
“Ya wanna get up?”
“Yeah.” Becky carefully lifted her out out of the crib trying not ...
2023-01-12 16:21:28 +0000 UTC
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At the boardwalk, Becky and Amanda were pacing to keep warm. “They’ve been gone more than an hour,” Amanda said.
“It was your idea. It’s not like they got eaten by aquatic mammals.”
“Jamie is an aquatic mammal; they probably offered to take him home,” Amanda retorted. “O, here they come.” Jamie and Cheryl were walking back the way they’d left, hand in hand.
“So friggin’ cute,” Becky said.
He’s already got a girlfriend, Amanda want...
2023-01-11 15:59:59 +0000 UTC
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“You’re quiet today,” Cheryl said.
“I’m always quiet.”
“You were once.”
“I’m glad you came.”
“So, tell me about your life here.”
“Oof. Where to start,” Jamie said as he shook his head.
“How are you getting along with Becky? I know the two of you struggled a bit at first.”
“We got past it. I call her ‘Mom’ now. She calls me ‘Baby Bear’ sometimes.” He blushed, not having meant to say that, but as always with...
2023-01-11 13:01:00 +0000 UTC
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Jamie stood in the hall just beyond the foyer. Amanda stood behind him off to the side. Jamie didn’t know what to do with his hands. Becky opened the door and knelt down.
“Hello! It’s so good to finally meet you in person,” she said.
“And you! My god, how long has it been since that interview?”
“Seems like a lifetime.” Jamie watched the pleasantries with Becky blocking his view. Cheryl’s voice sounded different than it had in his head after all those months...
2023-01-10 15:14:34 +0000 UTC
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“You look fine,” Amanda assured him.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes, for the third time.”
“You really can’t tell?” Amanda sighed and humored him, motioning for him to turn around.
“I can’t tell,” she lied, hoping that she only could because she knew what he was wearing. “And like I said, I’ll be as discreet as I can be. Mom, too. How does your tummy feel?”
“Empty.”
“Ya wanna eat something?” He wasn’t sure if he did or not. “...
2023-01-10 14:57:14 +0000 UTC
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I. Want. My. Mary.
Fortunately, I remembered to get one, and I keep her on hand pretty much all the times. She was in our bedroom reading cuz she says she can’t concentrate when I’m playing my virtual murder games (her words). I don’t exactly mind cuz she can be very unreasonable about the language I use when I play. I tell her it’s part of the game, but she says little girls don’t use words and phrases like butt munch, snot muffin, and chumble s...
2023-01-09 14:01:00 +0000 UTC
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“Is he down,” Amanda asked her Mom. Once Jamie had recovered from his nightmare, he’d spent the rest of the day quiet, moody, and clinging to one or the other of them.
“Yes, finally. I’ve never seen him so nervous. I hate when he gets anxious like this.”
“I’m sure he’ll feel better when she gets here.”
“Hope so. His poor little tummy is doing flip flops.”
“Yeah, that was obvious today,” Amanda grimaced. When Jamie got nervous, his tummy woul...
2023-01-08 17:24:59 +0000 UTC
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Isabel was left standing in her family room with her three friends, a tear-streaked face, a stuffy nose, a warm bottom sticky with diaper cream, and wearing a diaper at least one and maybe two sizes too big for her.
Emma hadn’t said a word since the drama started, and she still said nothing, sitting on the sofa looking awkward. Lily and Harper, on the other hand, were on their feet and hugging Isabel the moment Mrs. Klein turned the corner and was out of sight, setting off another rou...
2023-01-06 18:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Childhood, work, and lifestyle discipline marriages have something in common: rules get made, but even rules once rigidly enforced very often stop getting enforced until even the person who made the rule forgets there was ever a rule. In such a way, rules get unmade. Like Mary’s rule about bedtime.
Mary never made me have a bedtime until I quit my job. It was part of her whole you-will-not-live-like-a-teen-on-permanent-summer-vacation-staying-up-til-three-and-sleeping-in-til-noon thin...
2023-01-06 13:59:01 +0000 UTC
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“What time is she getting here,” Jamie nervously asked.
“Not for another two hours. I told you already. Would you just relax,” Becky pleaded. Jamie had been barely able to sit still since lunchtime yesterday. Even Ella couldn’t seem to calm him down. Cheryl’s impending visit had Jamie’s anxiety reaching a peak, which for him was saying a lot.
“Sorry. I just …”
“Seriously, Jamie,” Becky said, reaching out to put a hand on his shoulder, “Stop pacing. ...
2023-01-05 15:59:02 +0000 UTC
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When Jamie woke up, Mel was gone. He guessed they had slept in, and Mel had her own small Christmas morning with her family to get home for. He stretched in the bed and felt Amanda stir but not wake. He was happy to still be in bed, sleepy from staying up late. He relieved himself into his diaper and went back to sleep.
When he woke again it was to Amanda patting his butt and tut-tutting at her morning chore. She pulled him closer and bid him a good morning and merry Christmas. She soun...
2023-01-03 15:27:44 +0000 UTC
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Jamie was seated on Amanda’s hip when Becky went to open the door. It was a precaution he’d learned to take sometimes. If someone didn’t already have him, whoever came through the door would often pick him up without asking, and depending on who it was and his mood, he minded. Becky showed Stacy in, and Ella was seated on her hip like Jamie was on Amanda’s.
“Nice antlers,” Ella giggled.
“O, I’m so glad you like them,” Becky responded, struggling as bigs often do ...
2023-01-03 15:22:21 +0000 UTC
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After your partner has changed you into your nighttime diaper and buttoned every snap up and down the footie pajamas your mom made for you, they sit next to you on the bed. Overcome by affection, you turn your head into their should and muzzle into their neck as waves or relief wash over you. A distant voice in your head is telling you how ridiculous this is, that your stay at your parents’ was actually great, that you’re making too big a deal out of minor incidents that, if you’re more...
2023-01-03 01:28:12 +0000 UTC
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“Can I get out of the playpen now?”
“Not until we’re ready,” Becky said.
“But …”
“Shush, sweetie. Just a few more minutes.” Jamie sat back down in his playpen wondering what was such a big deal about him being out of the playpen while they got everything ready for their Christmas Eve party. They’d only had the one other party, and he’d ended up in the playpen then, too, as though he’d get in the way of Becky’s manic cleaning. It didn’t seem such...
2022-12-31 17:31:27 +0000 UTC
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(First draft; I'll proof/revise later - sorry 😬)
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Overcome with excitement, you drop the diaper and rush down the stairs, almost falling at the first landing and your feet in the the soft fleece of your slippers almost flying out from underneath you in the hardwood floor. You push the overexcited dog right out of the way and almost trip again as your partner catches you in warm embrace. You’re practically shaking, kissing your partner all over her face.
Your partner...
2022-12-29 14:00:03 +0000 UTC
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“Was that really necessary,” Jamie asked as Amanda cleaned the lubricant from between his cheeks.
“Sorry. Mom just wanted to make sure you’re not getting sick,” Amanda said as she threw the wipe away and wrapped the thermometer in a wipe to wash later.
“A guy skips one meal ...”
“She’s just being careful.”
“Where is she anyway?”
“Upstairs wrapping presents. We’re not allowed in,” Amanda tittered. “Do you want some help wrapping you...
2022-12-28 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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I've been learning (get it? HA!) more about sex education kink. This is fetish for a more experienced partner (age 18+, of course) teaching a less experienced partner (also age 18+) about the ins and outs (HA!) of sex.
Is it of interest to you?
2022-12-28 14:00:04 +0000 UTC
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UPDATE:
Everything went well. I’m just tired, in pain, and retaining urine, so I’m sitting on a pad in case of overflow incontinence. I’ll be going home tomorrow.
So glad I’m alright, and thank you to everyone who left a kind comment or sent me a message.
I wanna thank all of you for your patronage and support this year. It makes me so happy to be able to share my talent (and dirty, kinky, sweet, sexy, cute mind) with you. Your encouragement means so much...
2022-12-27 22:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Isabel stood as her stepmom did. Mrs. Klein held her hand and started leading her to the family room. The spanking behind her and now facing her friends, Isabel was once again aware of how not-private her predicament was, and of her waste-down frontal nudity. Her friends had just seen her spanked like a little girl, or worse, like Billy. Now they were about to see her diapered like him, and she knew that they knew the diaper wasn’t just meant to be worn. Isabel trusted her friends; they wou...
2022-12-27 02:56:09 +0000 UTC
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"Mary," Daphne asked, "do you think Santa is gonna bring me stuff tomorrow?"
"Of course Santa is going to be bring you stuff. Why would you even ask?"
"Because I've been naughty. I'm on lists and stuff. Remember when you made me write "Daphne has been naughty" 500 times? He saw that; he always watching, judging. I think he even reads my diary ... It's very disconcerting."
"You're such a silly Christmas goose."
"Am not."
"The silliest Christmasiest goosiest goose....
2022-12-25 03:23:54 +0000 UTC
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Isabel’s eyes flitted between blankness and a sorry understanding of where her stepmom was going. In mere seconds, she ran through what she believed to be her stepmom’s logic, and each time she reached the same conclusion; her mind would start over at the beginning, like a calculator asking it’s operator if she really meant to divide by zero. She didn’t know whether to scream or laugh and did neither, blankly looking back at her stepmom, mouth not quite agape.
“Billy wears dia...
2022-12-23 20:24:42 +0000 UTC
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I’m not a little girl. Really. I’m just a woman married to a woman. A woman who gave me two dollars and sent me to the store, ostensibly because I needed some fresh air and exercise (pretty rich coming from Mary the Desk Pilot). Not that I was complaining cuz she told me I could have a peanut butter pumpkin so long as I walked to the store to get it. But just the one, so she gave me two dollars from her purse (almost like she doesn’t trust me to follow the rules about peanut butter pump...
2022-12-23 20:20:55 +0000 UTC
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“I love the blouse you bought. If you hadn’t gotten it, I would’ve,” Jane said.
“Sorry-not-sorry,” Becky responded. “How long have we been waiting?”
“A half-hour. Maybe you should wake Jamie up. Lunch is his favorite part of shopping.”
“Lunch is the only thing he likes about shopping.” Rosie sat in her stroller oblivious to everything around her.
“You could always drop him at Tot Care again,” Jane joked, “I’m sure he’d love to check in...
2022-12-23 20:18:06 +0000 UTC
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You look around your childhood bedroom that you last lived in right after college. It had been decorated in the way typical of a person your age, and you’d taken some of that decor to your first apartment. The walls stayed mostly bare and the furnishings spare for years, and the room accumulated junk the way childhood bedrooms in empty nesters’ houses do. Your sister’s old room had always been kept clean after she moved out, and the furnishings were even improved; it was the official gu...
2022-12-22 19:45:57 +0000 UTC
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