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Little Miss Bishop, Part 3

A week had passed since Ms. Bishop had been pulled over Maggie’s knees and paddled - among other things. The atmosphere in the house had seemed to change, though neither acknowledged it. Ms. Bishop seemed softer and less agitated. Likewise, Maggie seemed to have more patience with her. Both were likely waiting for the other to bring it up again, and the more time that went by, the more nervous both became that it had been a strange fluke.

One morning, Maggie had set out Ms. Bishop’s...

Blog: October Preview and Story Voting!

Hey, friends. How have you been?

As we approach the end of the month (how the hell is it almost October?), I wanted to quickly touch on a some upcoming fun:

• I have a new 5-part story called "The Best of Intentions" that will be published over the course of the month for October for BOTH Tier 2 and Tier 3 patrons. This story will publish every Monday in October (with the fifth chapter getting tossed in there somewhere in the last week of the month). So, yeah, that means that ...
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QH Archive: So This is How It'll Be

“So this is it, I’m afraid; your punishment.

“Now now, don’t be cross with your wife...er...mommy.  It’s not my fault you got yourself into this predicament in the first place.  I think, all things considered, you’re quite lucky.  Chelsea wanted to file charges against you when she found out you kept stealing her panties out of her dresser.  Seriously now, I still can’t believe you’d do that to our poor live-in nanny.  Alas, she decided to not on...

QH Arvhive: Our Featured Presentation

I was greeted at the front door by my wife.  “Oh good, you’re just in time.”

“Just in time for what?” I inquired, but I hadn’t even finished my question before she disappeared into the house.

My second question would’ve been “Why are there so many cars parked near our house?” but entering our home had provided an easy answer to that question:  there were quite a few people in our home.  I had no idea she was throwing a party today but I did my best...

QH Archives: Shaming the Princess (A Princess Takes Her Throne, Part 2)

A picture was supposedly worth a thousand words. Strange then that Haley felt a complete loss for words as she scrolled through the photographs that her sister Lucy had just texted her.

It had been a week since Haley had been forced into a humiliating position in front of Lucy and all her friends.  The humiliation seemed better than the alternative of Lucy showing her father the dirty video she had of Haley, but not by much.

“Let’s take a trip down memory lane,” read th...

QH Archive: A Princess Takes Her Throne

"Please...” Haley pleaded.  “Please don’t do this.”

“I wish we didn’t have to, dear sister, but everyone’s very excited to see you.”

It had been a seemingly nonstop string of disasters.  Haley took advantage of her parent’s vacation to throw a house party, not knowing that her older sister would show up as well.  Later, incredibly high and intoxicated, Haley made a rather lewd spectacle of herself in the kitchen, showing off her oral skills to anyo...

QH Archive: A Shower

Pink and blue balloons and papers streamers were strewn across almost every room of the house.  There was a giant cake shaped like a baby bottle.  A banner in the living room read: “Welcome Baby!”

He put his briefcase down and scratched his head.  It looked as if she was getting ready to throw a baby shower.  This was strange.  She hadn’t mentioned this to him previously.  It definitely wasn’t their baby.  

“Darling?” he called out. &...

QH Archive: Your Wife's Sister

“Oh...oh my.  I didn’t mean to walk in on you while you were...uhm...doing your thing.  I’ll just let you finish and...well...wait.  You don’t mind if I watch, do you?  My sister...er...your wife...she told me you have such a little dick, and I’m kind of curious about what you do with it.  I promise, you finish for me, and I won’t tell her that I caught you in here doing this.  Deal?

“You know what else she told me?  Well...she told me ab...

GUEST STORY: Hangover

A note from QH: I've had the pleasure of meeting a few other ABDL story writers over the years, and it's been a joy to build a small community where we can help edit, critique, and promote each other's stories. Recently, Stu posted one of my stories on his Patreon - and so I am returning the favor. Everything that follows is from Stu - including a short intro from Stu. If you like his story, I've linked his Patreon below.

My name is Stu Atkins and I have been writing...

Mommy's View: "Are You A Big Baby"

A little experiment - the entirity of the story is to be read as if its your Mommy talking to you. If you like this, let me know, and there can certainly be more of these.

Come here. 

Actually...stop. Let’s try that again. Don’t walk this time. I feel as if you should crawl to me. For one, your place certainly seems beneath me. More importantly, I think this is a more fitting way for you to be moving around, yes?

Very good.

Now...

Tier 1 & 2 Bonus: Little Ms. Bishop, Chapter 1

[A friendly note from QH: Currently, the Tier 3 patrons are getting this multi-part story in monthly installments. I'm posting the full first chapter publicly on Tumblr today in addition to providing it for you, my Tier 1 and Tier 2 patrons.]

“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 ente...

Little Ms. Bishop, Part 2

 [A friendly note from QH: Normally, next week is the Tier 3 story week - and it still is. But I was feeling generous today and decided to give you a bonus chapter this week, with Chapter 3 coming next week. Enjoy!]

Maggie had actually done this once before. Never to a child, though the father of one of the children she had watched - a naughty man in the bedroom who liked being paddled while he wore his wife’s panties. She assumed that she had done a pretty good job, giv...

Blog: ...50 of you Weirdos?

If there's a repeating theme in recent blog posts (or at least it feels that way as I write them), it's that I'm consistently surprised by its success. 

This week, I passed 50 active patrons. Normally, I try not to get too hung up on things like the number of patrons I have, as the the number tends to fluctuate frequently. But this was a goal of mine. And we hit it.

Yeah yeah, you're all great and I love you. I've told you this before.

So now that we've hit that goal, i...

QH Archive: Mother's House

He was getting the last of the suitcases out of the car when Samantha came running over to him.

“Jeff...I have to tell you something.”

“What is it?” he asked.  It was their first trip to Samantha’s mother’s house since they got married, and they’d be staying there for two weeks.  Despite Sam’s mother’s dislike of Jeff, he had been intent on making the most of it.  Even Sam had been pretty level headed about everything.  Until now that is.

QH Archive: Tonight's Entertainment

“Look here, little brother, you can do whatever you want to on your own time.  But when I have my best friends over, you have to keep your door closed.  Oh my god, I can’t believe you!  They all saw you, dressed in a giant diaper, humping a pillow!  They spent the whole night joking about how we should check in on you and make sure you didn’t need your diaper changed.  What the hell am I going to do with you?  Should I tell Mom about this?  No...

QH Archive: She Explains the Routine

“Do you hear him whining?  He acts like it's so hard to get a diaper change.  It’s not that bad.  I mean, obviously I’m not going to just change a pissy diaper.  Diaper money doesn’t grow on trees.  So, you know, we wait until the diaper is good and heavy.  ‘Ripe,’ I like to say, but he doesn’t like when I say that.  

“So then, he should be on his hands and knees.  He should beg in his best baby voice.  He’s gotten ...

QH Archive: Ms. Bloom Goes Shopping

1.

Mother - “You’re doing that thing.  You don’t think I know what it means when you start squirming like that, but I know your mannerisms well enough by now.  Are you going to use your diaper?”

Thomas - “N-no, mother.  I...I’m fine.”

Mother - “You’re not fooling anyone, Tommy.  You haven’t needed a change all day.”

Thomas - “I’m fine, mother.  I promise.”

Mother - “This is your last chance, ...

You Bet!

“I don’t think I could have held it...” Ryan said sleepily. 

“”Right,” Mara said. “Because you know that…”

“...because,” Ryan continued, “I know that I could.”

Mara sighed in frustration and rolled away from him in the bed. Even though it was too dark to see his face, she just knew that he had that silly grin on his face. And she would’ve been right. 

It had been a rough day for her. What was supposed to have been...

QH Archive: Afternoon Interruption

As I typed on my computer’s keyboard, I could hear little footsteps approaching me.  They were cautious and soft; I could sense that they belonged to someone timid and apprehensive.  I pretended not to notice as I typed away, doing my best to prevent my lips from curling into a smile that would give away what I knew.

They were close now and finally stopped. I didn’t know exactly where they were, but judging by the little puffs of warm breath on the back of my ...

Blog: A Periodic Thank You

Hey all! Happy Friday to you, I hope you’re healthy, safe, happy and well-fed (in no particular order).

We’re nearing 50 patrons, and while that number seems to fluctuate a bit, it’s an incredible feeling to have this audience. Maybe it’s small potatoes in the bigger world of kink related Patreons, but I did not think I’d meet this level of success. 

It’s been motivating! I’ve been writing more the last few months than I have in the last few years combined, and ...

QH: The Weekend Starts Here

“Well, time’s up.  I guess I’m going to have to lock the bathroom door.  I told you:  you’d have 10 minutes to use the potty like the adult that you supposedly are, and you declined it.  I don’t know if you’re just being pee-shy now or stubborn.  Not that it really matters to me.  A bet is a bet, and you lost.

“So I guess that’s where these diapers come in.  I've been telling you for...how long now?  Weeks?  I kept asking you ...

QH Archives: Father's Chastising

The door finally opened, and there she was: 4 hours past her curfew.

“And I’m sure you have a great explanation for this,” her father said, arms crossed and face red.

“I’m 20 years old, Daddy.  I can do whatever I want.”

“Not when you live under my roof.  Now you have 10 seconds to give me a good reason why I shouldn’t just...”  Her father’s face went blank and his eyes widened as a large silhouette appeared in the doorway behind her.  ...

QH Archive: Before You Step Out

And where do you think you’re going?  Out?  Not so fast.  Come here.  

Did I stutter?  I said to come here.

You forget so quickly that things are different now.  Your punishment doesn’t end just because you’re going out with some friends.  This is a way of life now.  Well...until you can manage to keep your pants clean.  But we both know that’s not going to happen anytime soon.  Come now, show me your diaper.  Is it cl...

Commission Slots Available!

I've been working pretty hard on my Patreon content for the last few months, and I've found myself a little ahead of the game, for once (for the first time in my life, for anything).

While I'm still in writing-mode, and with a little bit of extra time on my hands, I thought I'd float the idea of commissions out there. As you are my Tier 3, VIBs (Very Important Babies, obviously), I'll give you all the first chance at responding if you're interested.

Right now, I have two slots ope...

Vote-A-Story Results

Firstly, a huge thank-you to all the patrons who voted on the new story last week!

The winner was "Losing a bet to a girlfriend/wife," and so a brand new story about that will be available this month to all Tier 3 patrons.

Right now, I'm thinking we'll do something like this again at the end of the month for October. I'll take new suggestions, roll over the second place choice from last month, and maybe add an option or two of my own in the mix.

QH Archives: A Change of Plan

“Things are going to be a little different now,” she said with a lackadaisical shrug.

“What do you mean?” he replied nervously.

“I’ve grown bored of you just walking around in diapers all the time.  It was amusing for a bit.  But, really, it’s just more work for me.  You piss, I change you.  You mess yourself, I change you.  It's a humiliating punishment for you, no doubt, but I feel like I don’t get as much out of it as I would want to. So...

Drive-Thru

The car ahead of him lurched forward a few feet, and Andrew followed suit. He was now the next car in line. He sighed and wondered, again, why he hadn’t yet put a stop to this whole charade.

Sooner or later, there would be a point where he was going to have to say that enough was enough. There’d be a point where things would go too far or things would get too dangerous. And if this wasn’t that moment, he wondered what that moment would be.

He could hear the car in front of h...

Labor Day!

Normally Monday is when I’d post new content, but I’m away with family for an extended holiday weekend. I’ll be posting a new story tomorrow morning, as well as some archival stories and the results of last week’s poll for the Tier 3 folks.

I hope you are having (or had) a great weekend!

QH Archive: Reduced to Nothing

As I loaded the last of my belongings into the back of my tiny hatchback, the past year of my life played before my eyes like a movie.  It was a sad and humiliating movie, and one that I should’ve been able to predict the end of long before I did.

In the beginning, there was Julie.  Younger, prettier and smarter than me, I wasn’t sure what it was that she saw in me - even if I had plenty to see in her. I confessed early on, a mistake possibly, that I loved humiliation, and...

QH Archive: The Key

Dear Paul,

Or, should I address this to “Pissbaby” instead?  

I received your package in the mail today.  I was impressed that you sent it Next-Day Air.  Must’ve cost a pretty penny, but I can’t imagine why you would’ve rushed it to me, as I’m in no rush to return it to you.

So here’s what I’m thinking.  I’ve been daydreaming a little bit, usually at work, in between doing all those big-girl things I do.  And I think I have a list o...