Dear Taryn I met Melody, a 20 year old spitfire, when she and her sorority were having some sort of carwash fundraiser. You know, to benefit starving wooded owls or something. They were so hot, in their little wet tee shirts, cut offs... But when Melody approached me, her teased hair blowing in the wind, she wasn't even wearing a tee shirt, just a bikini...
Which wrestler do you want to humiliate?What's next? Becky Lynch Charlotte Flair Bayley Sasha Banks Kenny Omega Seth Rollins Carmella What's next? Becky Lynch Charlotte Flair Bayley Sasha Banks Kenny Omega Seth Rollins Carmella...
In this story you play as a series of boys.What's next? Martin, a 22 year old goth Albert, a 19 year old library assistant What's next? Martin, a 22 year old goth Albert, a 19 year old library assistant...
Joseph is a shy college student, seemingly your textbook nerd at first glance. He's on the short and skinny side, making him appear much younger than he actually is. This isn't helped by his utter inability to grow facial hair and his limited wispy, pale body hair, much to his embarrassment. He has curly red hair, freckles, thick coke-bottle glasses and brac...
My parents divorced when I was 6. I was brought up by my dad, and I did not make it easy for him. I was the classic product of a broken home, as we used to say. I became a chronic bed wetter, meaning my dad had to wash all the sheets and bedclothes most days - and this was before many people had washing machines. He took them to a launderette. Why he didn'...
All of the characters in this story are completely fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise, is entirely coincidental. Also all of the characters are well over the age of 18 - in fact the youngest is nearer 28. ***** Tuesday Morning "Good morning everyone." "Good morning Miss Sarah." "How was breakfast everyone?" "Excellent....
[This is a chapter in a serial and will gain from your reading the earlier chapters first; however, it can be read on its own. It does involve bodily functions, some incestuous behavior, and significant discipline. If any of that offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] ***** I woke up and felt wet in my panties. "Jill," I told...
Angela Rivers had become a regular at Padded Bliss, the local treatment center known colloquially as "The Diaper Spa." For the last five months, she had been getting diaper changes from other women who appreciated her and her independence. She could drop a big load in her diaper and have the size of her poop marveled at. If her diaper leaked, they would play...
Edited by: P. A. Solcrofft * As the school bell sounded, a sigh of relief came over Kala. Her diaper had been sagging a while from all of the pee and shit it stored. She only had one diaper left, and was saving it for later. Luckily she was wearing a long flowing maroon sleeveless dress, which was accented with black lace. The dress did reveal the top part...
On a Tuesday morning, Angela's alarm didn't go off. It wasn't even set, for that matter, but she still yawned awake at around 7 a.m., her internal clock so well-developed. It usually came in handy but not so much today. It was her day off from Padded Bliss, as it was for everyone else at the spa. Cold weather in the region had frozen the pipes in the buildin...