It was an unseasonably chilly April evening and she found herself stranded at a Wawa. It was a little past midnight and Uber wanted way too much to get home, so she conceded to hang out drinking coffee until morning when either public transportation was running again, or Uber got a little more reasonable. Even if she was willing to pay the current going rate...
This is a fantasy. Please read it as such. * I woke up slowly as I was a bit disoriented. I cleared the sleep from my eyes only to realize I was in a hospital. The facts were fuzzy but I recalled the party last night. I think it was last night. I started to replay it in my mind, trying to figure it out... Well, another birthday is upon me. The big 3-O. My...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. At least it doesn't have L...
Aaron Fisher was an average man. He was five-foot-ten, a buck ninety, and had a decent bit of muscle tone - especially for a guy who never actually went to the gym. How he'd scored a super sexy wife like Helen, no one could fathom. Helen Fisher was a bombshell. Five six, almost perfect hourglass figure, all natural 32 D-cup breasts, a tight round ass so fir...
Michael stared blankly at the thin white plastic diaper in his hands. His drained dick was already getting excited again at the notion of wearing one after all these years, especially one full of the filth currently weighing down his white briefs. He suddenly heard a rubbery pop and looked up. James was donning a pair of disposable surgical gloves and threw...
The road to your villa feels especially lonely tonight. Just what is this loneliness I'm feeling now? Is it just that I've disappointed both you and myself with my outburst? Is it simply the blues? Am I missing my wife? This is the first time since meeting you that I've felt so depressed. I've been too busy being more turned-on than ever before in my life....
Stan had on the wrong shoes. The wrong coat. No scarf. No gloves. And it was freezing out. And standing on the side of the highway in the slushy snow was getting old. Fast. But a girl had invited him to come down to Peoria to see her and he wasn't going to pass on the opportunity to "see" Lois. He had met Lois at summer camp where they had both been camp ju...
Aaron laid flat on the bed in nothing but his soaked pink diaper. A blue cotton towel rested under him, protecting the sheets from his dampness. Helen was digging in the closet again. The memories of his accident at work ran through his mind. He couldn't believe that had happened. It still felt like a dream. And what the hell was up with Addison? Helen sudd...
Veronica's breasts were beginning to let down their milk, and she was worried it would show through her t-shirt. She was completing the last leg of a jog in the park, and the thin bra she had worn allowed her breasts to bounce and move easily as she ran. The excess movement and their fullness made Veronica feel eager to express them. She imagined how good it...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. I do my best with spell an...