Later that night, Lynn Gilligan sat on the edge of her bed, eyeing the bag nervously. The dirty clothes-the dirty ADULT clothes- had been put in the washing machine. In an hour or two, she’d have to switch them out to the dryer; then it would be time to shower, get in a pair of fresh pajamas, go to sleep, and wake up for another day of Community College, and checking to see if she had any new offers for babysitting job.
Except…
Except she still had the extra larg...
I had a conversation with ABDL author Alex Bridges. You may know him from his stories Done Adulting and I’m Not A Little Girl. Alex was kind enough to interview me on my writing style and process and the projects I have coming up. You can find Alex on Patreon, DeviantArt, DailyDiapers, and ABDL Story Forum.
It w...
2021-01-04 03:31:27 +0000 UTC View Post“Bradley! NO!” Lynn let out a shriek and pivoted as a poop filled diaper came right at his head. Instead of hitting her in the face, the literal sack of shit splattered against the lower back of her shirt.
“POOPY! POOPY! POOPY! POOPY!” The two-year-old shouted in some weird mixture of bawling and laughter as he ran around the room, little bits of brown trotting out beneath him. “NO NO NO NO NO!”
Likewise, Lynn had equally mixed em...
“Noooooo!” Lynn’s cries of distress came out high pitched and quiet; a pathetic mumbling carried away by the wind. The well worn strap, all but threadbare, snapped off her shoulder tumbling onto the downtown sidewalk. That hadn’t been when she cried out though. That had only earned a well deserved curse of “Dang it!” It wasn’t ideal, but she could have just tied the two ends of the strap together with a box-knot, or carry the bag under one arm.
The...
Howdy howdy! Welcome to Bastion, Florida. You lost, friend? You’ve got that look about you. Even though tourists don’t have to unfold big ol’ road maps and can just gaze down at their phones to try an’ sus things out, we still find a few stragglers from time to time.
Tryin’ to find Disney? Maybe go to that Bucs game? You wouldn’t be here. If you’re here to cheer on the Gators you’ve come too far South. Can’t be headed to Miami. &nbs...
Happy New Year Everyone!
Just to keep everyone on the loop. I'm on the tail end of a fairly large commission that I'm finishing up, and just keeping up tabs with the commissioner on a few details.
I want their approval before posting and finishing. (Scratch that...reverse it.)
Either way, look for more diapered story goodness by saturday at the latest.
“There must be some kind of mistake,” The Principal peered at me over the top of her desk. “Enrollment is open, but classes don’t begin for another week.”
The receptionist, a Miss Raine Forrest, held my hand and looked to the administrator. “That’s what I tried to tell him, Mr. Mann. But he insists he’s a new hire. A teacher.” I stood there, silently, hoping my...
Christmas is almost upon us and I'm...
Tired y'all.
First off, let me apologize about the last update. There was a miscommunication on my part on whether or not the commissioner wanted it to be private or not. Turns out, they wanted it private. That's my bad, that's on me.
Similarly, New Narnia update was a day late because I wanted to wait on the commissioner's final approval before posting (as I try to do), and the stars just did not line up time w...
Chapter 37: Cafe Revanche
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
To this
True? Yes.
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And dear lady, ...
2020-12-20 23:28:06 +0000 UTC View PostHey ho!
Just checking in and touching base to let everyone know what I'm tackling this coming week.
No looming deadlines outside of patreon this week, but it's going to be the last week of public school so gotta take that into consideration. Errands to run, food to prep for holiday parties etc. etc.
So I don't want to write a bigger check than I can cash, so to speak.
I intend to work on a new 10k one-shot (22-25 pages on average), as well as an update...
Leonard brought in the last two cardboard boxes into the new apartment. “Check it out!” he said as he set them down. “Last boxes!” His dirty blonde hair damp with sweat, he put his hands on his hips as he caught his breath. Jeans and a black t-shirt had been a bad choice for this weather; but he liked how he looked. Moving day sucked, but what it represented was very much the opposite. “Are we moved in, yet?”
Abigail came in from the kitc...
Chapter 36: A Meeting of Dubiously Mature Minds.
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in. Don't let it abide in my dreams.
Picture you upon my knee, just tea for two and two for tea
For a non-novice, it only takes a minute or so to change even the messiest diaper. Disgust is pushed back to nil so there’s no hesitation. Tricks are learned th...
2020-12-11 22:20:37 +0000 UTC View PostHi folks! Plans for this week as far as writing goes like so.
Will be making an installment on my Cushypen Piece. "A Naptime On Elm Street". It's a parody piece but I'm having fun with it and others are enjoying it.
I hope to release both a new chapter of The New Narnia and a short one-shot unrelated to anything. Just some good old fashioned altered reality. Hope to make it kind of sweet.
Plugging away on a longer Patreon commission as well.
Chapter 40: Cossets, Confessions, and Compromises
I stayed in the crib and sobbed and beat up the mattress for what felt like forever. I screamed and wailed. Sometimes I muffled, other times I screamed until my uvula rattled and shook the crib’s bars. To add to the frustration, I didn’t even have a stupid stuffie to take my anger out on. Lion remained in the living room where a sobbing Janet was being given pats on the back and soothing comments b...
I’m not a religious man. I can’t say that I’m an atheist either; nor an agnostic. Frankly, whether there’s a god or gods influencing the world in some intangible or unseen way is something I never gave much thought to. I had other...BIGGER things and people taking up my time and thought process. Depending on the circumstances, religion as a whole is either the last bastion of the desperate or the luxury of those...
2020-11-30 05:07:20 +0000 UTC View PostHey y'all. Just giving everyone the plan of action for the rest of the week.
So, fun fact. Turns out having the family at home from work and school made it so I got LESS work done instead of more. Who knew?
The good news is I still completed that commission and you'll likely be seeing that Unfair Chapter VERY VERY Soon.
This week, I'm working on new material for Piece of Soap's Perpetual Change, as well as clinking away on Lily and that 20k that wi...
One foggy morning, Kayla Summers took a final l
2020-11-28 02:23:15 +0000 UTC View PostIt has now been a year since I quit my day job and started working on my writing as my sole source of income. And I woke up this morning to find that I had a few new subscribers and this month I've reached a new personal best for monthly earnings. I'm happy crying.
Hi there. Posting this early Sunday morning/ Late Saturday Night.
The Latest New Narnia chapter was just a bit over the buzzer, but I'm calling it a win. If you like that story I hope you enjoy the latest installment.
Just wanted to keep you up to date on what the plan is this coming week.
- Taking Sunday off.
- Working on a 10k one-shot commission featuring F/f elements and altered reality. Hope to publish it by the End of the week.
- Will be wo...
Chapter 35: The World Outside the Clock.
There is life outside your apartment
I know it's hard to conceive,
but there's life outside your apartment,
and you're only gonna see it if you leave.
There is cool shit to do,
but it can't come to you.
And who knows, dude,
you might even score!
There is life outside your apartment,
but you'v...
2020-11-22 05:16:08 +0000 UTC View PostExcited by the ringing of her doorbell, Janet ran in short stunted steps towards the front; it was the kind of run that children did when they were happy and in a hurry but didn’t want to seem too excited. She was so excited she actually let me out of her sight for an instant. Not that I was going to run; I wouldn’t have made it far. I’d need a step stool and tip toes to even reach the doorknobs of h...
2020-11-21 00:33:28 +0000 UTC View PostJust an update on my goals for this coming week.
-On Cushypen I'm doing a parody piece, called a Naptime On ElmStreet. I'm on a roll with it, so I'll be working on it this week. I typically only post there near the beginning of the month; but this is just getting ahead of the game so that I've got more wiggle room for Patreon.
Speaking of Patreon
- Expect New Chapters of Unfair and The New Narnia by Saturday.
-I'm also in talks for a slightly longer 20k...
Chapter 34: Bottom.
Step out, step out of the sun
If you keep getting burned
Step out, step out of the sun
Because you've learned, because you've learned
Tommy and his mother sat on the plush carpet of a living room that hadn’t existed a few days ago. The young man dressed in nothing more than a t-shirt and a (for now) dry Pull-Up, he sat with his legs splayed out in front of him, leaning back on his hands f...
2020-11-15 03:01:03 +0000 UTC View PostFair is Fair
Gwendolyn looked at the nam
Just to keep everyone in the loop.
This week I'm working on a one shot commission set in the DD
Also hope to get in another Chapter of the New Narnia. Hoping for both to be done and released by Saturday/Sunday
I sat there on the plush carpet of Janet’s living room, wearing nothing but a diaper. A bottle filled with apple juice sloshing in my hands. At least she told me it was apple juice. My paranoid brain nagged at me that there might be something more swirling around beneath the rubber nipple.
It was the first day since my official “adoption”, and I was quietly dreading what torments Janet had prepared for me. &...
2020-11-06 18:14:36 +0000 UTC View PostHey folks. Just a quick check in in between content uploads.
Here's what's on my plate.
- Working on Perpetual Change with PieceofSoap for november.
-I have another Chapter of Unfair written (rough draft, needs some editing)
-Working on two more stories. One set in the world of Unfair, and the other it's own original 1 shot. Both are Commissions.
-Over On Cushypen, and I'm also doing something of a kinky parody. "A Naptime on Elm Stre...
Brian stumbled stumbled home to his Queens apartment drunk. Not just any drunk; subway drunk. Subway drunk was a special kind of drunk. It meant that Brian’s thoughts were too jumbled hail a taxi; his fingers too thick and dumb to call an Uber. His speech too slurred to intelligibly tell anyone where he was going besides “home”.
Subway drunk was at least four or five shots of Jager past blackout drunk. Subway drunk meant that if he didn’t go home RIGHT n...
It was approximately three o’clock when I wet my pants in public for the first time. I’m not counting being trapped in a crib in the middle of the night. The relative privacy of the carseat didn’t count either. If I had been smarter and less prideful I might have been able to maintain that relative privacy….
No, I’m not counting the accident I’d had that Thursday; and I never will…it’s complicated.
2020-10-23 17:38:20 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 33: A different kind of date night.
He wanted a girl who hates dusty roads
He wanted a girl who cries porcelain tears
He wanted a girl who'd put locks on the door
To protect all those gemstones she's got in her ears
“His bedtime is eight o’clock,” Mom said. “Don’t let him try to stall you or tell you otherwise.”
Amanda Monroe nodded her head. “Yes ma’am.”
...
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