I shifted in my seat, the excitement so palpable I thought I might start to hover.
“Really, I can’t thank you enough,” I told my friends, sitting in the front seat. Arthur and Mal had pulled like twenty favors getting me signed up for this program early, and I’d never have been able to afford it on my own.
The Nursery. The world’s first and only fully automated ABDL luxury experience. Fully customizable, fully inclusive, and still only available to people who had a conne...
2022-04-09 02:33:50 +0000 UTC
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The stream went great! Thank you to everyone who tuned in.
This is the first short I wrote!
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Home sweet home.
Paul’s apartment still had the ‘new pad vibe’, limited to the minimal furniture he’d had available when he left college. But now, he officially had his own place–decked out with a camp chair, a mattress on the floor, and a microwave.
He’d get the other stuff soon. One step at a time. A d...
2022-04-07 04:42:53 +0000 UTC
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https://www.picarto.tv/PeculiarChangeling
Get your butts in here! I'm doing free short story commissions!
2022-04-06 18:58:59 +0000 UTC
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I've put this off for too long, so tomorrow's the day!
Starting at 2PM CST and going for at least four hours, I'll be streaming my writing on Picarto - and anyone who's subscribed is welcome to tune in and get a free short story commission!
The rules are simple:
Limit one per subscriber.
Have your story idea ready! Keep it simple enough that I can write it with 500-1000 words, so limit things to a single scene or encounter
I'll be writing these ...
2022-04-06 04:04:45 +0000 UTC
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So - with the new milestone hit (and technically dropped behind, but I'm sure we'll get back up this month! There's always a drop for the first few days), I'll be writing another patreon exclusive story every month!
My plan is to start doing another long-form story like The Baby Bet, but just for my subscribers. (And then once Escape from Baby Island ends, I'll be doing two long stories and three shorts every month, which is a nice balance.) However, I can't decide what I want to write....
2022-04-06 03:55:30 +0000 UTC
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It took me a while, but I finally got around to writing a sequel!
Enjoy some more hardcore kinkiness.
My face burned with humiliation, so intense that I could feel the warmth radiating from my skin, my cheeks almost as hot and sweaty as the parts of me sealed away inside my diaper.
“I…” I started to say.
Billie stared at me. I’d raised my skirt to show her my ruined diaper, on Haven’s insistence, but I couldn’t yet make the words com...
2022-04-03 04:25:26 +0000 UTC
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One Last Round of Voting, but this time it's different - you're not voting on who you want to win, you're voting on how many spankings you want the character to endure. Each vote is a spank, and these numbers will be multiplied, so stay tuned!
2022-04-02 22:22:31 +0000 UTC
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The four contestants stood in a row, anxiously awaiting news of their fates.
Sam, Katie, Benji, and Miranda. And soon there would be only three.
“The results are in,” Liam said, listening to his earpiece. “Our viewers have cast their votes, and we know who’ll be going home! Miranda, please step forward.”
Miranda swallowed and obeyed, her diaper crinkling. She had on a generic T-shirt in her color, yellow, and a diaper that–she was glad to say–didn’t match. He...
2022-04-02 22:21:25 +0000 UTC
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Previous Chapter Here
“So,” Quinn ribbed Sandra, smirking all the while they walked, shuffling down the narrow switchback trail down the mountain towards the way they’d come in. “Care to share with the group how you’re feeling?”
Sandra groaned, shifting in the intricate shibari restraints wrapped around her. “I’m sure the curse of this artifact is random, ...
2022-04-01 05:08:47 +0000 UTC
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Ashley played with the window buttons in Phillip’s car, distracting herself until they arrived at her parole officer’s home.
“Thanks,” she mumbled, as he put the vehicle in park. “Do you mind waiting for me?”
“Sure,” he said, winking. “Maybe we can pick up where we left off?”
Right. An ally in her corner would have been too much to hope for; Ashley would have to settle for a horny mercenary. Pushing open the car door, she glanced up and down the sidewalk,...
2022-03-26 19:55:07 +0000 UTC
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Hey y'all, just wanted to let you know what's going on - My next update for Escape From Baby Island is a few days late, and probably going to be much later. My current plan is to make sure that the finale for A Clockwork Diaper comes out on time, and then get the EFBI episode out before the end of the month. At the very latest, it'll be April 1st or 2nd.
Thanks for bearing with me. I've got a bunch of time scheduled at the start of the month to finally get *ahead* on my writing sc...
2022-03-24 04:42:28 +0000 UTC
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Y'all are awesome.
Seriously. I love you all so much.
Without getting too much into Drama stuff, I've had kind of a crappy week. In some senses literally, but not in any of the fun ones; the sewer trap in my home gave out. Add to that some general 'Day job woes' and some personal drama to boot, I was exhausted.
And then you all went and made my day and blew through two milestones at the same time! Not only did we just hit two hundred subscr...
2022-03-13 08:10:41 +0000 UTC
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I'm a dolt and forgot to post these when I wrote them.
In 2020.
Derp.
It's a pair of sequels to This Story
Part Two
“You’re kidding me.”
The little wind sprite stamped her tiny foot, indignant at the task she’d been summoned for.
Evrina had to hold back a smir...
2022-03-13 07:40:40 +0000 UTC
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Drawn by the illustrious @HofBondage.
2022-03-11 02:49:09 +0000 UTC
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Previous Chapter Here
Grace woke up early.
While she’d never call herself an early bird, she reacted well to getting a full night’s sleep. Having dozed off at just past nine forty five, that gave her well over ten hours of sleep by the time she arose, stretching out her arms and bumping knuckles against the bars of her ‘crib’.
Right.
Reaching ...
2022-03-11 02:46:53 +0000 UTC
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“So…is this it?” Quinn scratched his head, inspecting the circle.
Sandra looked down at the runes marked into the floor, drawn with salt and oil. The priests had been very nice about everything, and had followed the instructions sent by Gwyndomere to a T. “It should be. Why?”
“I suppose I’m underwhelmed,” Quinn shrugged. “Last time we needed to travel across planes, there was a test, and a ritual, I had to do paperwork, it was a whole big thing. Just hav...
2022-03-10 03:49:36 +0000 UTC
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And that's a wrap on this chapter!
2022-03-10 03:13:24 +0000 UTC
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To read what came before, see this folder that contains everything. :-)
I did the art for this page! Can you tell? (I'm kidding, of course. Art by HofBondage, writing by Me.)
2022-03-05 20:00:00 +0000 UTC
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Belle touched the small, cold disc of metal that hung from her collar, pressing it between her thumb and index finger. She had to remind herself of the magic in the air, the enchantment that was working on her, or she’d probably die of embarrassment.
“Wow, baby,” Vera teased, waving a hand in front of her nose. “Blame this on the magic, you really did a number on your diaper.”
Squirming, Belle covered her face with a hand. “Vera…”
“What, you though...
2022-03-04 04:15:40 +0000 UTC
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I wrote this as part of a fiction trade with Red's ABDL Creations. I've never played Control, but from the let's plays I've seen and general vibe, it's a bit of an SCP Metroidvania type thing.
“Talk to me,” Jessie said, walking into the large holding garage to inspect their latest acquisition.
She knew the basics, but Emily filled her in from square one. “...
2022-03-03 01:52:43 +0000 UTC
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To read what came before, see this folder that contains everything. :-)
If you don't know who made the comic at this point, I don't know what to tell you!
2022-03-02 19:49:06 +0000 UTC
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To read what came before, see this folder that contains everything. :-)
If you don't know who made the comic at this point, I don't know what to tell you!
2022-02-27 04:35:34 +0000 UTC
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“Going somewhere?” Amelia asked, smirking up at her roommate.
Ashley struggled into her jeans, pulling them up over her puffy diaper. “I’m meeting with a TA to go over classes I missed,” she lied. “I’ll be out until late.”
“Oh, right, the classes you missed because you were in jail,” Amelia commented snidely. “Well, don’t forget your purse, baby.”
“Hmph,” Ashley grumbled, picking up her Hello Kitty diaper bag. “Fine. See you later.”
...
2022-02-25 09:17:07 +0000 UTC
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To read what came before, see this folder that contains everything. :-)
Written by me. Art by HofBondage!
2022-02-24 00:35:05 +0000 UTC
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I made a mistake on the first version of this post, allowing voting for multiple contestants. If you already voted, please cast your vote again, I apologize for the mistake!
Voting for Escape From Baby Island!
Every vote for a contestant scores them a point to stay in the round. You're voting for who you want to stay, not who you want to be eliminated!
Voting closes in two weeks!
2022-02-20 03:02:01 +0000 UTC
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The inflated obstacle course loomed large in front of the contestants, bigger than it had appeared when they were standing up. From their low vantage point, crawling on all fours–or, rather, all sixes, bound to each other hand-and-foot–it was difficult to see the best route through the course.
“Come on,” Sam groaned, dragging Katie forward.
“Hold it!” Katie said. “I’m trying to figure out which way we should go.”
“We should go forward,”
2022-02-20 02:56:54 +0000 UTC
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To read what came before, see this folder that contains everything. :-)
Written by me. Art by HofBondage!
2022-02-19 08:00:00 +0000 UTC
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To read what came before, see this folder that contains everything. :-)
Written by me. Art by HofBondage!
2022-02-16 22:31:27 +0000 UTC
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To read what came before, see this folder that contains everything. :-)
Written by me. Art by HofBondage!
2022-02-13 00:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Grace eyed the bathtub skeptically.
One the one hand, the bubbles seemed completely unnecessary. On the other, complaining about it would be petulant, even for her.
“Well, the water’s not getting any hotter,” Pearce said. “Are you getting in?”
There was no point in refusing. Dropping the towel from around her chest, she stepped into the tub and sank into the warm, bubbly water. The warm water saturated her body and she relaxed back into the tub, bubbles displaced a...
2022-02-11 11:36:53 +0000 UTC
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