Normally sitting in a comfy chair and having your nails done is one of the most relaxing experiences anyone could have. But Ashley's mind was nothing but filled with worry as she sat in the chair dressed in an outfit meant for a little girl, wearing a full, leaking diaper as her stomach started to cramp. Ashley kept glancing at the other ladies, wondering if...
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...
A new oil used to cook potato chips has some very unpleasant side effects for that one in ten thousand who eat it. Brian is one of those one in ten thousand and by the third quarter of the football game all hell breaking loose. By the end of the game, Brian was in a kind of hell till his wife Carol walked him out of there. Story Part 1 "Honey, you OK," Car...
Note contains strong themes of gaslighting, humiliation, anal, and messy diapers. You have been warned. ***** "If I take care of your bottom, it's mine to use as I see fit." Daddy would say often. In practice what it meant that after one of her many humiliating diaper changes. Or a stinging spanking ("an important part of caring for a little girls behind!...
Megan, the owner of Padded Bliss, had just asked Angela to change her diaper. It seemed to be the final part of the job interview, and while it shouldn't have freaked her out this much, it did. It made total sense though. She knew Angela liked diapers, but to get this job, she had to prove she knew how to change them. She took a deep breath and imagined tha...
It had been a normal Saturday morning so far. As per usual I had made some breakfast for Sally and I, and while she started a couple loads of laundry I mowed the lawn. As I came inside the house, I left my dirty grass covered sneakers, jeans and tee shirt in the garage. I didn't know where Sally was, I just knew that I was looking forward to a shit, shower a...
"I don't believe it," I said. "I saw it with my own eyes," said Dolores. It was still an hour until lights out. It was a warm evening, and one of us could have gone up to the upper bunk. But we'd gotten kind of used to sharing the lower one. It would get colder later, anyway. "Every falling star I ever saw just left a narrow streak. And it only lasted a...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had figured out pretty good. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websi...
Author's Note: This is a fetish story involving gross bodily functions. ***** My name is Emily. I'm a gross person. My guts produce a kind of aphrodisiac - a sex pheromone - that gets released into the air whenever I poop or fart. Anyone who inhales it, including me, will get sexually aroused. In my mid-20s, my pheromones were getting stronger and stro...
Syd woke in the middle of the night soaked in sweat. His whole body felt heavy and he had chills. Before he had time to process what was happening, he was gagging harshly and then he was flying into a sitting position in time to hurl a wave of thick white liquid all over his comforter. It burned coming up and he didn't feel any better. He felt another big wa...