If you want to read what came before, feel free to check out this link!
This will not be a very long chapter, only 10 pages, but I'm hoping the next chapter (the FINAL chapter!) will follow this one quite soon, and it'll be longer. :D
The story and script was written by me, but the art is by HofBondage. Check out his Pa...
2023-11-22 21:40:45 +0000 UTC View PostMaybe Jenny will remember to be grateful later. ;)
If you want to read what came before, feel free to check out this link!
This will not be a very long chapter, only 10 pages, but I'm hoping the next chapter (the FINAL chapter!) will follow this one quite soon, and it'll be longer. :D
The story and script was written by me, but the art is by HofBondage. 2023-11-20 19:23:11 +0000 UTC View Post
It's been a while... Let's see how these two are doing. ^^
If you want to read what came before, feel free to check out this link!
This will not be a very long chapter, only 10 pages, but I'm hoping the next chapter (the FINAL chapter!) will follow this one quite soon, and it'll be longer. :D
The story and script was written by me, but the art is by HofBondage. 2023-11-17 05:44:35 +0000 UTC View Post
I'm extremely late on posting this! But it's up and coming out now! New pages coming soon!
This will be a short-ish chapter, it'll run 10 pages. Hope you all enjoy! ^_^
If you wanna read up before the chapter starts, check this link!
And be sure to check out HofBondage, the incredible artist who took some random scribblings I'd ...
2023-11-17 05:42:14 +0000 UTC View PostGetting my posting queue under control is taking longer than expected, but we're getting there! I've cleared 90% of the behind-the-scenes stuff that's been slowing me down and the Secret Project is off my plate, so it should be smooth sailing from here on out.
Unless I just jinxed myself...
Well, crap :P
Anyways...
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Elizabeth Sullivan’s prey had proven more elusive than she could have expected.
She liked...
2023-11-17 05:23:48 +0000 UTC View PostMikaela Bloomfield could smell a liar like a bloodhound, and she could smell baby powder and urine just about as well as anyone else.
Her keen sense for deception came part and parcel with her career of choice. As a private investigator, she had to seek out liars, to find their secrets, to demonstrate their tricks for all to see–but that game only offered so much challenge. More often than not, the true treachery came from her clients.
Mikaela was known for her discretion, and f...
2023-11-09 05:28:27 +0000 UTC View PostAs before, feedback is very much appreciated! And I still can't say what this is for!
Maya’s slaps are merciless and devastating, and Sally is at a loss for which contacts are the worst.
The swats to her thighs sting like a swarm of bees, each leaving angry red marks on her tender, bare skin, each eliciting a helpless, pained squeak into her gag.
The blows to her diaper, though, hurt less and impact her more. Though the pain’s muffled by a layer...
2023-11-02 22:41:32 +0000 UTC View PostHousekeeping note: I'm getting close to having a proper back catalog ready for posting and so I'll be back on track soon, I just hit a few deadlines with the 'Secret project' so that's keeping me from being totally finished. I'll 100% be back on schedule by the end of November, hopefully much sooner.
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The hacker sat cross legged on her floor, leaning against her bed for a bit of support. She’d bought an expensive gaming chair–the kind that was n...
2023-11-02 19:53:16 +0000 UTC View PostI'm writing this for a project, but I can't reveal the details just yet. All I can say is that feedback and responses would be greatly appreciated - there will be more chapters of this to come.
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Sally blinks, but the panic doesn’t set in until several seconds pass.
(Where am I?)
Sometimes, in the past, she’d woken up in an unfamiliar place. The foreign environment and the need to take it all in at once always disoriented her–...
2023-11-01 23:55:09 +0000 UTC View PostAll throughout the lecture hall, the girls were sitting in circles on the floor, one person in the middle, taking turns channeling power. It felt less like magic and more like a team building exercise–and, really, it felt even less like that and more like a game for toddlers. Duck Duck Goose, but someone sat in the middle. Guess the Leader without any guessing.
Daniel resisted the urge to make any sarcastic quips about kiddie games, but the jokes still came to mind.
He kept his ...
2023-10-30 02:37:59 +0000 UTC View PostI awoke in a context both familiar and unknown.
Haven had quickly conditioned me to restraint. Controlling me, my range of motion, pinning me with their own form into predicaments and binding my limbs however it pleased them. Waking up to find my wrists and feet shackled, my body spread out naked on a table, carried with it many of the same sensations as the alien symbiote’s own domination of my body. The tight band stretched over my mouth, gagging my cries of alarm into a muffled ‘...
2023-10-29 02:17:11 +0000 UTC View PostI kept street clothes on, sweatpants and a baggy hoodie covering my body and hiding the bulging diaper Haven didn’t let me remove. As an additional bit of discomfort to emphasize my state, they lined the inside of my clothing, ensuring there was no airflow except up through the neck of my shirt, every step wafting the stink of my diaper right towards my face.
Even with that constant reminder of my dependence, it was hard not to feel like hot shit as I strolled up to the back entrance ...
2023-10-28 05:29:33 +0000 UTC View PostStorm Holdings proved both trivial and tricky to track down.
Trivial, because they were a publicly listed company–a simple search on the internet revealed quite a lot about them, including addresses.
Tricky, because that search resulted in no fewer than twenty three addresses, just within Central City alone. I toyed with the idea of going to each address, but quickly determined it would do no good–what would I do, break in and search their basements until I found something? Ev...
2023-10-26 05:40:16 +0000 UTC View PostAfter tossing and turning through his first night, trying to find a good way to lie down when there was unexpected and unwanted bulk rustling between his legs, Daniel had woken up crabby and late, with his bladder painfully full. With little time to get breakfast, he’d taken a shower–and peed in the shower, too, so he wouldn’t have to actually wet himself again–then changed into a fresh diaper as quick as he could and hurried to get to his first class.
He wasn’t the last one i...
2023-10-19 18:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe most voted-for choice will definitely be adapted into a short story!
Option #1: A story involving a Dominant Little and a Submissive Caregiver, ("An example would be a AB constantly dragging their caretaker away from the bathroom for menial tasks until they end up wetting their big girl pants and then making fun of them.")
Option #2: A Polyamorous triad with two Littles who want to increase their sexual intimacy and a Mommy, the Mommy guides the two Littles through...
2023-10-18 23:29:15 +0000 UTC View PostI heard a subtle, almost subaudible hum in the air when I woke up–clean, nestled in blankets, as pleasant a wakeup as I’d been allowed to experience since Haven had claimed me as their own. Glancing around, I identified the source of the hum–a black, amorphous ball had glomped onto my phone, and was buzzing so rapidly on the device that it sent out ripples of pulsing sound.
A tendril still dangled between the nightstand and the bed, so they still had contact with me–if I focused...
2023-10-18 23:20:23 +0000 UTC View PostI haven't done a story poll in a while, so let's fix that!
If you have a concept for a story you'd like to see, please leave it in the comments! Try to keep it short and sweet - A relationship dynamic, a particular concept or kink to be focused on, maybe a plot beat or two. Ideas still need to fit what I normally write - ABDL, 18+ characters only, etc., if you're uncertain, feel free to pitch and I won't mind if it's a poor fit!
You can also ask for a sequel to any of my stories, ...
2023-10-17 05:47:03 +0000 UTC View Post14th of Pharast
My Dearest Serendipity,
I must first apologize for the lateness of this letter. It’s been some time since we’ve been to a city with a proper post office–the adventurer’s life.
Even as I miss you, it feels good to be out adventuring again. Petty quests and deliveries might not seem as grand as delving into other planes or battling world-feared wizards, but there’s a certain satisfaction in it–and, I might add, a degree of comfort in knowin...
2023-10-13 22:25:39 +0000 UTC View PostI've been really bad about posting updates for this - Updates coming soon!
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The Archipelagon stood as a testament to, if nothing else, the sheer wealth of nobility. Neither an archipelago, nor a paragon of anything besides opulence, it nonetheless stood proud as the most ostentatious structure for a thousand miles in any direction.
A shrine to Abadar, geometrically perfect, a hexagon wall around a circular temple. At a glance, Sandra could not identify the materi...
2023-10-11 20:33:58 +0000 UTC View PostAfter the acute humiliation of his first few hours at the school had faded, Daniel expected that the rest of his day would pass by with reasonable ease, and a minimum of giggles at his expense. Only one thing stood out, and that was a humiliation of a more private sort–changing his own diaper.
That, at least, he could do in the privacy of his own room, but privacy didn’t totally bury the shame. Even alone, he still had two eyes judging him the whole time–his own.
The whole t...
2023-10-04 22:13:06 +0000 UTC View PostHey there!
Thank you to everyone who joined recently, and to everyone who's been around for ages! I just wanted to keep you abreast of what's going on on my end and what to expect!
I'm not making any significant changes to the content I'll be posting here. You might have noticed that last month I started posting story updates that were shorter than usual, and for some stories I like this format - For Symbiotic Submission, using it as an example, I think it helps stay true to the c...
2023-10-02 22:12:04 +0000 UTC View PostHaven wrapped their body around me as I checked in, clinging to me like a wetsuit so that my diaper couldn’t be detected. An odd gesture, considering how much they typically relished the opportunity to humiliate me. Perhaps they were worried we’d draw too much attention, given that we were trying to keep a low profile.
Or, perhaps, they were trying to be kind.
Whichever answer was correct, I appreciated an opportunity to interact with someone who didn’t notice or remark on m...
2023-09-30 19:36:31 +0000 UTC View PostSquelching out onto the sidewalk, I looked up and down the street, uncertain where to go.
I could hear sirens in the distance. Without a clue whether they were coming to the convenience store or if it was just a coincidence, I assumed the worst, and that I didn’t have much time to get clear if I didn’t want to spend my time answering their questions.
“Haven–I don’t know how to actually do this superhero shit. What do I do?”
(I…)
They trailed off, at a los...
2023-09-26 21:22:50 +0000 UTC View PostVanessa woke up early, morning birds and dawn light filtering into the nursery.
Nicole’s diaper had filled up in the night, which offered no surprises; just another task for her to take care of. Her body was a bit sore, but that offered no surprises either–she’d slept in a different bed, and after rolling over in bed, her chest had been pressed up against the crib bars. A slight tenderness in her breasts was to be expected.
Deciding to let Nicole sleep a little longer, she g...
2023-09-24 10:19:35 +0000 UTC View PostIt struck Vanessa that things had become routine almost as soon as the shock had worn off.
In just under two weeks, they’d learned that magic existed, and had a cruel sense of humor. They’d seen Nicole devolve from a fully capable woman to a person with the memories of an adult but the physical faculties of a particularly stunted toddler.
And, already, she was…used to it.
Not unconcerned, of course. Vanessa still spent her time scouring the internet for solutions, look...
2023-09-21 20:57:11 +0000 UTC View Post“Hey there, Nicky, it’s time to wake up.”
Nicole rubbed at her eyes. She hadn’t set an alarm the night before–why bother? She didn’t have anything to get up for. Yawning, she looked around the room. Everything looked the same, no obvious changes to the decor or anything–though by the smell, she had an obvious need for a change.
“Wha’ time ith it?” she asked, sitting up. She barely registered the squish of her diapers anymore.
V had left the crib gate open...
2023-09-18 22:27:27 +0000 UTC View PostVanessa’s hand hovered over the door handle, uncertain how to approach her friend.
Yesterday had been a doozy. Nicole was pretty much a wreck, distraught and sobbing when Vanessa showed up to take her home. And there were still four days on the chart left, four opportunities to take more away. Vanessa had trouble imagining what could be left, Nicole had already fallen so far.
This was all out of her wheelhouse. Vanessa was practically taking on the role of a new mom–giving Nic...
2023-09-17 19:46:22 +0000 UTC View PostAlphabet blocks were in Nicole’s thoughts, and onesies were in her wardrobe.
The training chart on her door showed the blocks–all stacked in a jumble, spelling out nothing in particular. Vanessa had taken a glance at it and said that together they formed the words, ‘Baby Nicole’, but all Nicole could see was a jumble of letters.
She worried what that meant.
They’d woken up early. Vanessa had suggested the night before that they get a jump on things, so she had plen...
2023-09-16 20:47:40 +0000 UTC View Post“Erm–um–” I stammered, fumbling for my money.
I had to hope the cashier couldn’t smell me. A sheet of plexiglass covered most of the space between customer and employee, leaving only a little gap beneath for us to exchange cash and product. I’d gone for something cheap, just a candy bar, any excuse to pay him money so I could get access to the bathroom.
Regardless of what he could smell, though, the lady in line behind me could definitely smell my diaper. If t...
2023-09-16 00:51:19 +0000 UTC View Post