Chapter 11: Nightmares and Revelations
I couldn’t sleep for several nights after the “bus incident”. I fell unconscious, I’m sure, but I never felt like I was sleeping. I’d just lay in bed, hear Cassie quietly snoring, and be completely unable to drift off myself.
I’d close my eyes, and talk to myself, make lists and do mental prepwork for the next morning, but I never slept. I’d never dream. I’d roll over. &n...
2020-03-18 03:55:29 +0000 UTC
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Runaway: Chapter 7
New update: I’m going to Church again. Denomination? All of them. Friday I sit in on a Mosque, Saturday I travel to Temple, Sunday I attend Mass. Wednesday is old fashioned Baptist Revival time, and I’m trying some Bhuddist meditation practices this month from stuff I found online. I’m going to A.A. meetings on Tuesdays, just in case all that “Higher Power” Bullshit works. Hmmm.....
2020-03-17 18:49:58 +0000 UTC
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Another of my now "classic" stories. Join Richie as he tries to figure out "what went wrong" so long ago from behind the bars of his crib.
2020-03-16 12:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 10: En Garde
The bus pulled up with a screech, and thunder threatened rain from the night air up above. Great. And us with no umbrellas. Great. Just great. Typical. The driver, a middle aged Amazon man with a pot belly, looked down at us. He was scanning up and around for any Amazons; our ‘Mommies or Daddies’. “Coming up, or do you need help?”
“Just a moment,” Cas...
2020-03-13 18:36:03 +0000 UTC
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Happy Friday the 13th Awoooooo!
I am finally re-energized and typing like MAD. I've already hit more than 10k on patreon alone, (which is kinda my weekly goal in case you haven't noticed), and plan to have another one of my stories updated before I go to bed tonight with at least one gut punching chapter. (We'll go with one chapter. I have a tendency to over guess my own stamina)
This weekend I'll also be trying to write 5 different twitter smuts and post one a...
2020-03-13 13:18:39 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 10: Bad Ideas
Don't tell your ma, don’t tell your pop
I'm a mad mad bomber and I'm ready to drop.
MAD BOMBER!
I'm a mad mad bomber!
When a boy’s eighteen years old, he’s ready to explode!
“Awwww. Cuuuuuute!”
Tom looked up from his tray, foolishly hoping that Amanda Monroe was talking about him. He needn’t be worried about that, he realized. ...
2020-03-12 04:32:31 +0000 UTC
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Chronocon is amazing! You got here just last night and you already feel so...so...YOU! Most everyone is wearing diapers and baby clothes and puppy hoods and fursuits. In vanilla space you might refer to these things as “costumes”, but in a weird way everyone seems to be more like themselves, their truest selves. These aren’t costumes, just play outfits for cuddly and cute littles just like yourself.
That’s been the unspoke...
2020-03-11 12:13:23 +0000 UTC
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How did you find out about me and my writing?
2020-03-10 12:54:50 +0000 UTC
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Hello All. Back from CAPcon and back to work. Today I'm working on Perpetual Change, and within the week I should have new updates on at least two of my other stories.
Also this week I'll be selecting the gold member patron to give a free one-shot to.
I need a catchphrase,
Personalias
2020-03-10 12:50:04 +0000 UTC
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Aha! I've been waiting for this one! Get ready for a good re-read, plus with my own comments at the bottom.
2020-03-10 01:33:41 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 9: Night Out
The Tweener waitress came over to our table, balancing on lifts that were practically stilts. “Hi there, I’m Gwendolyn, and I’ll be taking care of you, tonight.” Cassie and I shot each other looks across the hi top. “Can I get you two anything to drink? Coffee? Soft drinks? Milk maybe?” Everything about her demeanor was super positive, and friendly. Still, words like “taking care” and offering us m...
2020-03-05 16:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 8: Guest Lecturer
“Okay folks,” I said. “Check out this neat trick.” A bunch of Amazonian third graders looked at me expectantly as I got ready to show them the math trick I’d worked out when I was bored. “We’re talking about the Greatest Common Factor, today.”
I got a chorus of exasperated groans in reply. “Yeah, yeah,” I said. “I know I know. This is soooo easy that you’re tired of it. &n...
2020-03-04 16:51:36 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 9: Shopping
Honey what you waitin' for
Welcome to my candy store
You just gotta prove
You're not a pussy
Anymore
And step into my candy store
Tom groaned in quiet frustration. “Mary,” he said to his mother. “Why do we have to wear this stuff?”
His mother didn’t look back. She just kept pushing the shopping cart. “Becaus...
2020-03-03 20:56:04 +0000 UTC
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Hey hey! Sorry with the late post, but "Better Late Than Never", as it were. Here's what's going on in my writings!
Short Week: This week is going to be front loaded. I'm going to CAPCon with my Wife/Mommy on Thursday and am determined to do ZERO writing work while there. I love doing this writing thing, but I've been planning this vacation for months.
Right now the plan is to release two chapters of The New Narnia, at least one chapter of Unfair an...
2020-03-03 02:48:19 +0000 UTC
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Another weekly jaunt down memory lane with Interview with the Baby.
Yeah yeah yeah, a girl was turned into a giant toddler. Let's skip past all that and just talk with her about what her day-to-day is. The highs and the lows. The things she likes, the things she dreads. Yeah?
What do you mean ABDL stories aren't supposed to go like that?
2020-03-03 02:33:10 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 8: One Adventure Later…
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
BONG! BONG! BONG!
Head ducked, Tom Dean stumbled through the door, his brain still spinning. It wasn’t on his breath, but he was drunk too. Dang, those dwarves knew how to throw a victory party, and dwarven ale was nothing to be ...
2020-03-03 02:11:02 +0000 UTC
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This month, I got Hofbondage to draw me a character portrait of Dakota from "Better Late Than Never".
This is specifically from Dakota's first major scene where reality goes a bit...sideways... and she finds that her clothing has morphed into something more toddlerish. Worse yet, she's wetting her diaper as soon as she realizes that's what her panties have become and that no one else thinks it's weird that a girl her age would be wearing a wet diaper.
...
2020-03-03 02:07:44 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 7:Power Dynamics
It’s a Revenge Party,
A party that ends with somebody’s head on a spike!
It’s a Revenge Party with your two best friends,
A party with revenge is what it’s like!
The Halls of the Dwarven Kingdom inside Forge Mountain rang out with the sound of falling hammers on hot steel as sheets of metal were folded and refolded onto themselves with the perfect combination of har...
2020-02-28 21:29:30 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 7- “Typical”
“This fucking sucks!”
I got up from my kidney table and walked over to Chazz. “Will you please be quiet?” I hissed. “I have children. Actual children, and I don’t want them hearing that kind of language.”
The diapered Little stared at me from his spot in my time out corner. “THIS! FUCKING! SUUUUUUCKS!”
I looked back over my shoulder at my students. “You guys...
2020-02-26 16:55:05 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 6
Confession time, part three: I’m alone.
I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone. I’m alone and I’m busting my ass to pay bills and I’m terrified of what I’ve become, of what I’m becoming, and of something coming back to get me. I’m stuck in my own head and miserable but with no where better to go.
Sometimes I just hole up in my room and try crying into a pillow, but there’s no catharsis. I’ve tried crying a...
2020-02-25 17:20:11 +0000 UTC
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Time for another jog down memory lane with what is my first (and only I think) successful and completed collab with another ABDL author. Of Leopards and Their Spots. Can you guess what I wrote, and what my good friend Cute_Kitten did? Because for the most part, I can't!
I need a catchphrase,
Personalias
2020-02-25 03:04:14 +0000 UTC
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Ryan sat at Chez Jeunesse, waiting for his date, praying this wasn’t some elaborate prank. It felt like an elaborate prank, and not just because of what he had been instructed to wear. “Will monsieur be dining alone this evening?” the waiter had asked. The fake french accent was so thick, it sounded like something out of a Monty Python skit, and not one of their good ones. Ryan shook his head.
He had wanted to call the hack waiter “gar...
2020-02-21 23:50:09 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 6: Meanwhile, on “Earth Realm”
Katlynn was not in Malacus. Just as her twin brother had suspected and hoped, she lay sleeping peacefully on the old mattress bed, portable fan blasting right at her head, as she lay spread eagle.
No blankets were on the bed. it was still too hot for that. No sheets either. Just the bare mattress and bare pillow. This was more a matter of lethargy, laziness, and limited res...
2020-02-19 14:07:17 +0000 UTC
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Just a quick update to my wonderful Patrons.
This might be a slow week as far as content for me. Meaning if I get things right, I'll have content ready for the end of the week, closer to Friday as opposed to tuesday and Wednesday when I normally post.
I've got another 5k piece waiting in the wings, but I'm still coordinating with an artist as it was created specifically for an art trade and cross post.
I'm working on more New Narnia and hope to have more ready by th...
2020-02-17 15:11:06 +0000 UTC
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Yikes! This one is dark! I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this. Actually I do. Read to the bottom if you want to take a nostalgia trip and find out.
I need a catchphrase,
Personalias
2020-02-17 15:04:50 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 6: Down Rabbit Holes
That evening, Cassie and I were indulging in one of our favorite couple’s past times. Scouring the internet in our room and talking shit. Both of us were in our bedroom: Me at the desktop, Cassie on her laptop. Only the soft glow of our screens illuminated us.
She sat propped up on pillows on the bed; a glass of wine sitting next to her nightstand. Likewise, I click-clacked away with a sugary energy drink sitt...
2020-02-15 16:01:35 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 5: Malacus
“A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us, "No"
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming”
“The fuck is Malacus?”
The centaur spoke. “Malacus is here, m’lord.” Damn thing could actually talk! Thomas Dean looked up at the centaur and managed to power himself up to all fours before vomiting out more pond water. A litt...
2020-02-13 11:50:58 +0000 UTC
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So I gave HofBondage a task. Draw a character portrait of one of my characters. I'd say they rose to the task, wouldn't you?
Here's Ashely, from Child Star, late in the story and regressed to the point where she doesn't realize why a 23-year old might be embarrassed jumping around and playing in diapers. Never mind the camera crew that is filming her having such a delightful time on the playground.
This pic will remain exclusive to my patreon for the next 2 mon...
2020-02-12 12:15:46 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 5: My One Hundred Thirty-Seventh I.E.P. Meeting.
“Is everyone here?”
“I think so.”
“Then let’s begin with proper introductions.”
“Hello I’m Tamara Bankhead, and I’m the Resource Compliance Specialist.”
“Hi, I’m Chandra Skinner: Speech and Language Pathologist.”
“Hello, I’m Maxine Winters: Physical Therapist.”
“Hello, I’m Jasmine Sosa: Occupational Therapist.”
“And I’...
2020-02-12 11:41:17 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 5
Good news? I’ve got a new job. Bad news? Pfffft...it’s in retail. Worst news? They put me in the toy section. Would have loved to get behind a cash register. There’d have been a certain peace with just keeping my head down, running things off a conveyor belt and over a scanner and then hitting buttons as people too bougie for Wal-Mart but not bougie enough for Whole Foods insert their credit cards and whine ...
2020-02-11 23:08:33 +0000 UTC
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