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Our Sponsors (Corridor)

Tina trudged forward though sizzling nothingness. There was no way to guess how much time was passing. The gray haze of static began to slowly clear, leaving Tina in a hallway of soft-focus gray squares. The textures steadily resolved from shapeless, sizzling grayness into the smooth sheen of polished glass. Tina didn't know how long she had been marching forward through this shapeless void, with the sound of static filling the air around her like the hum of insect wings. She felt lost, but a...

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The Crawlspace

Thank you for bearing with me for so long this

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The Stocking

A slightly mean Christmas-themed sequel to the Homecoming and The Birthday Party, to start off the season. I hope you enjoy.





“Good Morning, Stinky-Pants! Merry Christmas!” said a beautiful woman in a yellow bikini.

Sometimes, I think back to when I lived on my own, when I was skinny, wore panties like a big girl, went to school, and paid my own bills. I try not to do that, since it was really boring most of the time. I only really do...

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Thank you.

I want you to know how much I appreciate all of you. Your patience, your enthusiasm, your feedback, and your interest. More stories will be out after Thanksgiving, and I hope to keep them coming for a long time. I hope you take advantage of this holiday to reconnect with friends and family and to remind yourselves of all the good things you have in your lives. Happy Thanksgiving, friends.

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IOTDE: Thanksgiving (Alternate)

Madison Greene inspected her home, searching for anything out of place. The interior decorators had done a fine job. Her long banquet-style kitchen table was covered in a crisp white tablecloth, contrasting nicely with the fall-foliage theme of the placemats and centerpiece. Pine cones featured heavily into their design, which Madison guessed was a major savings on their part, but still, it looked nice. The carpet had been shampooed the previous morning. Meredith had been tempted to simply ha...

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The Secret Admirer, Part 4

Tamika slowly returned to consciousness. As we all do, she slowly took stock of her circumstances as the world came back into focus. She writhed sluggishly against the impossibly soft and comfortable floor of her playpen. Rene was curled up beside her, resting her sleeping head against her Mistress' shoulder. Tamika's heart leapt when she became aware of the fluffy cushioning of the diaper hugging her butt. She took a long, deep breath, reveling in the fresh scent of baby powder. She lay back...

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Voting Day!

”Just a reminder that U.S. Midterm Elections are tomorrow, Tuesday, Nov. 8th. If you are a U.S. citizen, please do your patriotic duty by casting a ballot if you have not already done so. If you are uncertain about registration or any part of the voting process, please visit Vote.gov and/or headcount.org for assistance. Thank you.

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Upon the Sacred Evening

Greetings, my dear friends. You probably don't remember me, but I know you, very well. I've been part of your species' story since the very beginning. When your ancestors were huddling in caves during the longest nights of the year, they worshiped me as a god, with fear and trembling and with a strange form of joy that they could only begin to understand. I lurked in the darkest recesses of their caves, I stalked through the blackness of the forests on moonless nights, and most of...

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IOTDE: The Weight-Loss Guru (Alternate)

One last story to tide you over before spooky season. Thank you once again for your patience.



“It could not be more simple,” wrote Jennifer Creighton, typing away at her monitor late one summer night. “The right combination of calorie restriction, exercise, and my patented nutritional supplements cannot fail to yield weight-loss, provided that the regimen is followed to the letter. I have heard every excuse imaginable: genetics, hormone levels, maternity, bod...

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Switchcraft

More stories up soon, I promise.


I'm giving something different a try this time. Tell me what you think in the comments. I'm considering showing this to the gals who run The Usual Bet and The Changing Tabletop podcasts and see if there is any interest.


A card game of shifting roles, deceit, manipulation...and diapers.

Setup: Each player must choose their alignment. They must either choose Naughty or Nice, then Dominant or Submissive, then Active or Pass...

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Marie the Brat, Part 4

Allison tapped away at her keyboard, her face hard with determination. She had spent nearly all of her workday, as well as much of the previous one, getting her presentation ready. All the numbers were double-checked with sources cited, in case she were challenged on any of them. She had spent longer than she should have playing with the various fonts and color schemes, until she had simply given in and resorted to a tried-and-true black and white setup with elegant curves and only a few sky-...

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Interlude of the Diaper Elves (Date Night)

In a room with twelve floors and no ceiling, the one in the white jacket lay in her bed and waited for her partner to return from her secret mission.

Her private boudoir contained all her worldly possessions. Being an immortal creature with magical powers, nearly all of them were largely decorative. She had spent considerable time decorating and redecorating her private chamber, trying out different arrangements of floors and ceilings and walls until she had arrived at a configuration t...

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Our Sponsors (Losing)

Tina's eyelids began to droop. She looked at the banal artwork on the walls. She examined the paisley pattern on a nearby lampshade. She even tried to focus on the tiny indentations in the surface of the ceiling. It was no use. The bright colors and constantly shifting images on the screen drew her eyes in like magnets, no matter how hard she tried to ignore them.

(Majestic landscapes sweep past. Bees busily run from flower to flower in a beautiful sunlit valley. Waterfalls gent...

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IOTDE: Nighttime Protection

Just something to tide you good folks over until I've finished the next sections of Our Sponsors and The Archway. Please note that this is a commissioned work which is freely available on Devientart and thus does not count toward your Patreon total word count. I hope you enjoy.




On a cool summer night, in an elegant-but-rustic cabin tucked away in the pine-covered hills a few miles north of Idaho City, beneath a framed photograph of a family of mountain g...

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The Birthday Party (Sequel to The Homecoming)

Thank you once again for your patience. More to come soon.




I stood on the landing, just out of sight of Samantha's guests. I bounced on the balls of my feet. I was so excited! The party had already been going on for a while. There was some EDM playing on our new sound system to get the party going, and judging by the faint murmurs of conversation and occasional laughter, everyone was having a great time. I'm not allowed to go down and talk to people unti...

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The Archway, Part 21

Cynthia Matthews

Eric looked puzzled. “Uh...huh. Well, I don't feel brainwashed. I'm...eh, I'm pretty sure I'm me.” He said. I wondered what he was searching through his mind for. When Miranda converted me, I had known immediately that my mind was different, and always would be. There wasn't anything subtle about it. One moment, I was a fully independent person, the next I belonged to Miranda, body and soul.

“Do you feel like joining forces with Miranda Hubble?” asked Caro...

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The Archway, Part 20

This one ended up being longer and darker than I had expected. I had to split it into two chapters. Something lighter and more fun soon, I promise!


Cynthia Matthews


Even knowing where it was from the map, the nearest access hatch took a little searching to locate. Felicity remembered seeing some of them, so she at least knew what to look for. From above, it just looked like a large steel plate embedded in the pavement. It sat in an alleyway between a cafe and...

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Our Sponsors (Mommy)

Tina's face was grave as she allowed Miko to usher her toward the house. “Is there any of the real you still in there, Miko?” she asked, not feeling much real hope.

Miko's sunny demeanor flickered for an instant. “How can you ask me that, sweetie? Mommy is as real as the nose on your cute little face! I'm so happy to have you here with me, Teeny. I know that this is going to be a big adjustment for you. I know you're not going to just give up all the silly Big Girl habits you have...

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Our Sponsors (Resisting)

Tina gasped and curled her toes once again as the music continued to play, both from the screen in front of her, and from the store's speakers. One would expect the two music sources to be discordant with each other, but instead, they harmonized into something completely different, something that grew more mind-numbing with each passing hour. The rocking horse had looked so innocent when she had first been lowered onto it. The vibrations it provided were not constant, but instead increased an...

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The ABDL Story Alignment System

This is something I cooked up a while back when I was trying to work out an ABDL-based RPG System. I still use it to help me plan out character dynamics for my stories. Very loosely, of course. Alignment systems work best as a source of inspiration or framework for thought rather than an actual set of rules. A well-developed character never quite fits perfectly into an archetype, and most characters shift their roles over the course of the story.

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Our Sponsors (Training)

Gentle, lilting, electronic music played over the store's speakers. Tina hunched inside a circular rack of footie pajamas. They were all colored in bright pastels and sized for adults of various body types, which is what made them an ideal hiding place. Her pacifier was in her mouth, and tears were running down her cheeks.

She didn't want to suck her pacifier. Well, not all of her did, anyway. Still, under the circumstances, denying herself a source of comfort was simply unthinkable. Sh...

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I'm very sorry.

I haven't met my obligation to you all this month in terms of output. I have several projects in the pipeline, but I haven't been able to produce something that I'm pleased with enough to share with you all. I shall be refunding your payments for July as soon as I am able to do so.

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Bethany the Doll, Part 8

I'm back. I'm very sorry for the delay, and I thank you once again for being patient with me.




Bethany woke to the sound of chirping birds. In the dim, hazy state of mind occupied by the newly awake, she wondered briefly where she was. Part of her had expected that she would find herself back in her own apartment again. The things she remembered from last night couldn't possibly have happened. It was all too strange, twisted, and intense to be anything bu...

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Sorry for the Inconvenience

Due to unforeseen circumstances, I won't be able to post for about a week. Sorry, and thank you for your patience.

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Our Sponsors (Discipline), Part 2

Miko felt her heart melt at her friend's earnestness. The warm numbness in her limbs, the soft cushioning of the couch cradling her body, the gentle pressure of Betty's fingers against the base of her neck, the constant pulsing light behind Tina's smiling, embarrassed face...there was nothing she could do but smile and enjoy it all.

“You see...I've had these urges, and these...fantasies. And the...” she paused, as though trying to swallow a lump in her throat. “...they involve you...

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Our Sponsors (Discipline), Part 1

“Now, this is the main bathroom. There's a full en suite bathroom upstairs adjoining the master bedroom, so that you don't have to come downstairs all the time, but this will be perfect for when you're entertaining...”

Miko struggled not to roll her eyes as the estate agent showed off one luxurious amenity after another. The only “entertaining” she wanted her home to be equipped for would ideally involve a sofa and a Netflix account. She had already explained at least three time...

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Invitation for Constructive Criticism

It's time to open the forum to requests, complaints, and suggestions! For those of you who have joined recently, this is now something a tradition here. What have you seen here that you would like to see less of, or more of? What could change to make you enjoy this page more? If you don't feel comfortable presenting your opinions publicly, feel free to message me directly. Thank you in advance for your participation.

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Bethany the Doll, Part 7

Bethany had been dreading this moment before the party began, but now her nervousness was a dim memory. Back then, she had been contemplating the idea of sharing her deepest, most twisted urges with a room full of complete strangers. But now the strangers had vanished, and a room full of fellow travelers had appeared in their place. Her face was still red from the punishment that her sense of self had endured, but the terror had left her. She was excited.

“I didn't just call you all h...

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Bethany the Doll, Part 6

When Bethany finally crawled out from under Madison's bed, she could tell by the slant of light from the window that the sun was starting to set. She had just spent hours on the bridge of that imaginary spaceship, talking, crying, laughing, opening up. She had been on an emotional roller-coaster ride today, and judging by the sounds of music, laughter and general merriment coming from downstairs, she could only guess that more guests had begun to trickle in while she and her two new friends h...

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The Impossibility of Impossibilities, Part 19

Will awoke in his playpen. It was only a little larger than an average playpen, let alone the gargantuan one he had conjured for his penthouse, but he wasn't bothered. Far from it, in fact. With his “Obedience to Janet” Diaper securely taped around his waist, he knew today was going to be nothing but fun. He knew full well that Janet had betrayed and enslaved him, with a lot of help from Christine. He knew that Janet had forced him to grant her virtually unlimited power, and that she was ...

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