Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Rose turned and looked at the red numbers on the clock: six-seventeen a.m. The bedroom was beginning to lighten as the sun rose, heralding the new day a...
Chapter 03: Born Under a Good Sign The ride home was pleasant for me, alternating between sipping Old Grand-Dad and playing with my toys, joeie's cock and balls. He mewed with every breath, and that little sound mixed with the warmth of the bourbon reinforced my resolve to make this visit the coldest and cruelest one yet. Each time we stopped for a light I...
As one might expect, no one under 18 is granted permission to read this material. This material contains extreme sexual situations and if you don't like written erotica, go away. ***** Wow! As I whistled, I realized another opportunity for a smashing orgasm just past me up. I really didn't know how I was going to handle my present state. Three girls in the...
When we get to the pub we sit down and talk quietly among ourselves. David and Lisa are there with us. When Kim comes by and takes our orders, she tells us that we are always the most relaxed and happy group that ever comes there. She leaves to get our drinks and we continue talking. David speaks up, "So far we have gotten two of the four busts poured and d...
To understand this story you should read it from the beginning. A special thank you to Estragon for making my story a much better read. * After Jenny graduated she started working full time at the motel. I had a talk with Harold and he went in a couple hours a day to see if Jenny needed any help. He told me he felt like he was more in the way than helpful...
Copyright 2014 by Zeta All rights reserved This story may be freely distributed in electronic form but must include this copyright. The Possessed is a work for pure fiction and all locales, names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or living persons is entirely coincid...
This is meant to be my own idea of humorous fiction. All beings involved are at least 18 years of age. No villagers were hurt in the making of this story. I apologize right now to anyone who finds blasphemous my attempts at humanizing the deity. I hope you enjoy this tale. All comments are welcome, and votes are appreciated. Thanks for reading me. ***** Cu...
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...