So...I have a certain itch that needs scratching sometimes: I have a love and appreciation for folk and fairy tales. It's the language and the flow of things. So many of the best old stories have both a theatricality and a kind of casualness. These things are meant to be read aloud.
And trickster stories? OMG! Don't get me started. I love stories of the clever defeating the strong.
So of course, eventually my brain got to thinking about the old folk tales and f...
2023-03-02 22:13:55 +0000 UTC
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Drew
The trip odometer rolled to 1014. Wow. Already over a thousand miles into their road trip and it felt like they just started. The dashboard clock and starry night sky said otherwise. So did Drew’s body.
“So what do you think?” Tyler said.
Drew stifled a yawn out of politeness. “Hm?” Tyler said. “What was that bud?”
“The Star Wars Theory,” Tyler said, with a hint of confusion and hurt. “That Jar Jar Binks is a Sit...
2023-03-02 13:23:41 +0000 UTC
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Copied this from twitter in case some of you don't follow me. Will be using @ twitter handles in case you want to follow them. Will add a few extra sentences here and there.
https://atoddswithgod.com
(Please read entire thread before replying/commenting)
Sooo....I did a thing. I ran a DnD one-shot with @LilJazzieBab...
2023-02-28 13:42:42 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 120: Cultural Exchange
Monday morning was intense.
“Holditinholditinholditin” I whispered to myself. My teeth were gritted. My eyes were watering. I looked up at myself in the ceiling mirror above Beouf’s changing table. My knees were locked. My fists clenched.
I looked like an inmate about to be executed via lethal injection. The long sleeved romper was bright orange, anyhow. Except for the snaps, it was kind ...
2023-02-27 02:22:15 +0000 UTC
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Sometimes you just gotta do the R.L. Stine method and come up with the semi-funny title first. That's how this started.
Then the rest filled it. It's a cute little short story. A few good puns here and there. Like the diaper being a giant "Luvs". And the fun careful wording of promises gone wrong. "You'll get your dick wet every day".
That sort of thing.
It's definitely not my most profound piece, but it's a good, fun, lig...
2023-02-22 23:42:43 +0000 UTC
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Howdy Folks,
I’d like to talk to you about ABDL video games for a second.
Just in case y’all aren’t aware, Piece of Soap and I worked together to create the ABDL game “Perpetual Change”. If you haven’t tried it and you like my writing, you’re doing yourself a disservice by not googling it and taking the time to play it. Because it’s my writing AND Soap’s art on a FINISHED video game that we worked together on..
If I don’t talk about i...
2023-02-22 11:44:48 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 119: Copycat
Janent’s phone pinged and she picked it up off of the kitchen table. She speared a bit of cobb salad with her fork while she read and crunched the dressing drenched lettuce leaves in her mouth. “Hm!”
I picked my way through cut up strawberries and banana slices so I could get to the hearty chunks of watermelon in my fruit salad. The portions, especially the watermelon and cantaloupe, were all Amazonian va...
2023-02-19 13:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Max looked down at the drunken twenty-something idiot there in the snow. “Goddamn it, Alby…” he’d already said it two or three times in the last ten seconds, but apparently he needed to say it a couple more times.
This dumb fucking kid.
“Heeeeeeeeey, Max…” Alby wheezed with the stupidest panting grin on his smug face.
Max made no effort to help the dog up to his feet. He was too baffled to be angry, and the adrenaline surge from the ...
2023-02-17 20:17:03 +0000 UTC
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“You’re gonna be fine,” Max said. “You’re gonna be fine.” He held Ably close to his chest, feeling the doberman’s heartbeat thudding and thumping at the pace of a machine gun. He petted Alby’s head again and again, shushing him. “No one saw,” he whispered. “Nobody knows. Your secret is safe.”
He led Alby deeper into the living room.
“Promise?” The dog sounded so pathetic to the wolf’s ears. Less than ten years difference...
2023-02-09 13:48:57 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 118: Affection Affliction
Friday sucked. Absolutely sucked. There were zero fights or confrontations. I reduced absolutely no one to tears. I didn’t manipulate or fluster anyone or trick a friend or classmate into acting against their own best interests. I frustrated no former co-workers or made them eat their words. There were zero looming threats for the consequences of my actions.In my own way, I felt like I’d gotten through to Janet and Beouf. Trac...
2023-02-05 00:43:09 +0000 UTC
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So this one is kind of weird in a good way. I wrote this off of a challenge/commission to make a fanfic of Pulp Fiction of all things. It was less of a challenge than I thought it would be, but it gave me an excuse to watch a really good movie again.
It all came down to Vincent and Mia, a dynamic between a physically powerful man, eating out of the hand of a woman much more socially powerful than him.
Just instead of the foot fetish, I went into another direct...
2023-02-01 23:58:51 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 117: Thirsty
Things went really well that week at school, all things considered. I’d play with Ivy, snicker with Chaz, trade barbs with Billy and gossip with Annie. Funnily enough, Tommy and I were starting to turn ear flicking into a ‘gotcha last’ competition. Did some light antagonizing of the therapists, just because. Then lunch, naps, and playground time led by yours truly, and end it with a quiet hour or so sipping coffee with Beouf. My adult r...
2023-01-29 03:31:00 +0000 UTC
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“Hey Makayla!” Tammy called out. “Wait up!”
2023-01-27 11:35:19 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 116: Wholesome.
Monday afternoon, I gathered up my classmates into a loose huddle with me separated and facing them. Pacing calmly back and forth, I was less a general addressing the troops and more of a tee-ball coach explaining the rules of the game to a bunch of novices.
“Okay folks,” I said. “Here’s the course: You start by the big oak tree over there. At least one hand has to be on it when I say ‘go’. Then you have to r...
2023-01-21 03:07:43 +0000 UTC
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(Part 2)
Max gazed down at the passed out dog on his nursery floor, drenched in his own piss. He snickered to himself in tiny little puffs through his nose. His eyes took in the diapers and the baby powder the little twat had knocked over.
He had a thought and winced. “Would’ve had to hit the table hard to knock those diapers loose,” he said to himself. “Ouch.” Max could already see a bit of swelling on the top of Alby’s head. The younger man...
2023-01-18 11:50:05 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 115: Inside Looking Out
I was on! I was really on! Right in front of my face, intractable with my own fingertips, was MistuhGwiffin.web!
Yes!
Oh yes!
The feeling and exhilaration was damn near orgasmic. I never thought I’d be happy to see this website for anything other than trash posting, venting, doom scrolling, and reading ridiculous conspiracy theories.
Yet here I was: In a crib, smelling like baby pow...
2023-01-15 21:26:12 +0000 UTC
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Alby Madden stalked through the cubicles of Madden & Maddox Testing Services, listening in on the sales reps, his floppy ears perking up in various directions.
“When can we arrange a meeting with your school board?”
“That’s right, we include remediation and test prep materials”
“We’ve got a free inservice workshop tutorial package so that all of your teachers can use the specialized curriculum with ease.”
“Oh no ma’am, we’re not l...
2023-01-11 22:01:48 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 114: Through Windows Once Closed
I watched my reflection while Beouf tugged down the sides of my fresh diaper, making sure the fit was nice and snug without risking the tapes ripping. “Almost….done!” She smiled, satisfied at her work. I let out a small sigh now that I was no longer encased in my own pee.
A long tired yawn bellowed out of me. “YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHW”
Beouf reciprocated the yawn while she boosted my hips and buttoned the...
2023-01-08 00:35:10 +0000 UTC
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[Part 10: Ascent]
Chapter 113: Staffing Issues
The next three days were a quiet nightmare for me. I was losing my bladder control. It wasn’t that I was completely unaware, I wasn’t incontinent; it wasn’t like I didn’t know I was peeing most times. There were no instances of wide eyed shock at the sudden wet warmth spreading out from my crotch or the feeling of a squish and being puzzled by it. I knew what was going on with my body.
But unless I was actively ...
2023-01-01 21:17:04 +0000 UTC
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It has been a wild year for me, I'll tell ya what. 2 hospital stays, with only one of them unexpected, with some weeks being fonts of creativity and others being droughts. Sick kids, andPerpetual Change getting more or less finished and working on a new video game. Doing commissions and requests with some of them being what might be among my best work in short fiction.
Tomorrow will be a new chapter of Unfair that I hope won't disappoint, and now that I've got one lo...
2022-12-31 21:52:52 +0000 UTC
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Okay folks, here's a doozy.
My Mommy, on a total lark today, decided to write an academic style education research paper on Maturosis. It's not traditionally kinky or sexy or little space inducing, but it's hella world building. For those of you in education or research, I have a good feeling this will read as extremely authentic in terms of vocabulary and structure.
I'm not sure if it's canon yet or not, but supposedly a certain teacher wrote and got this paper publ...
2022-12-26 22:59:31 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 112: Lie To Me
I sat at the dinner table, shirt cleanly pressed and buttoned up, hair neatly combed with hair and face washed. I was years away from being able to grow a goatee. I looked down at the plate in front of me. Besides the familiar yet detestable broccoli that had been steamed without any cheese was some kind of cut up meat dish. It was pale and pinkish like my flesh, but basted in an unfamiliar brown sauce. Some kind of chicken, obviously, but not t...
2022-12-25 02:55:03 +0000 UTC
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Another Collaboration between Lizzy James and I!
(Note, it's fun using the pictures, but I really need to work on this captioning stuff. It just doesn't look like how I see them elsewhere. If anybody can ping me and give me tips to improve the aesthetic so I that Lizzy's contributions can be more readily appreciated and pleasing to the eye, I'd appreciate it.)
2022-12-24 05:02:00 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 111: Trial of the Century
There I was, again: waiting in the school clinic, awaiting a rigged trial while Brollish worked sight unseen to ensure my doom and damnation. The key difference between this time and the last was that I definitely needed that fresh diaper that the nurse kept on the corner of her desk. That and I had actually done what I was being accused of.
I’d rushed up to another teacher and sucker punched her right in her schnoz. Then she’d smacked me so...
2022-12-20 10:14:37 +0000 UTC
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War.
War never changes.
On October 23, 2077 the United States and China began and ended the Great War. In the span of two hours, all of human history had cultivated in the sky lighting on fire and the world being turned to cinders. But humanity did not die and join the ashes.
Hundreds of Millions perished instantly. Billions died the slow agonizing death of radiation poisoning and starvation from nuclear winter. Thousands lingered on as something e...
2022-12-14 00:49:42 +0000 UTC
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Teamed up again with the wonderful and talented Lizzy James who asked me to write a monologue for her so she could film it, perform it, and make it her own.
This is by no means a complete transcript of what was written or performed, but I took the liberty to add in some inner monologue and borrow (with permission) some stills from the finished product.
Enjoy!
Personalias!
2022-12-12 20:50:29 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 110: Crashing Down
Time slowed down as I felt the thin bones and cartilage pop beneath my knuckles as my wild swing connected with its target. All around me screams of shock and panic rang out through the air. Heavy running footsteps thundered on the ground too late and the tiniest flecks of blood splattered onto my wrist.
If I were a better liar, I’d tell you how I felt a terrible happiness, or a sense of numb peace knowing I’d sealed m...
2022-12-11 17:45:29 +0000 UTC
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There’s no justice for Littles. Sophia knew that. Every Little did. Experiencing a particular brand of injustice was a lot different than just hearing about it, however.
Sophia sat naked in her cell in the JBRC: The Juvenile Behavior Retention Center. She and every other Little there had been tried and convicted in an actual factual Amazon Court of Law of committing actual factual crimes.
Her and her fellow dead men and women had committed real crimes; nothi...
2022-11-30 14:56:04 +0000 UTC
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First thing Monday morning, my head was back on its swivel. Left, right, up, forward, behind. The only direction I neglected looking was down. Stupidly, I imagined my neck stretching with use making me taller. It was a silly thought, but the absurdity of it kept my otherwise negative emotions in check.
What was really stupid, truly idiotic, was that every time I was ready to give up, I swore I saw something just on the periphery of my vision that made my head turn and I’d do t...
2022-11-27 23:32:01 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 108: Moonshine Memories and Mentor Meditations
“Careful son,” Herbert Braun said. “There’s moonshine in that lemonade. Have too much at once and you won’t need one of your coworkers to make you piss yourself.”
Casie scoffed. “Dad!”
“Bert…” his wife warned him. The old song and dance wasn’t old yet, and I was just stupid enough to try and challenge my father-in-law to a drinking game on what was supposed to be a casu...
2022-11-19 18:05:22 +0000 UTC
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