[You will likely enjoy this story more if you have read the previous instalments. Please do not read further if you are upset by bodily functions. All characters are over 18 years old.] Janet Saunders finally returned to her apartment that evening still reeling from the humiliation of being punished by Principal Crawford in front of a fellow teacher, Vale...
(((This is a survivor story, can you survive and keep your teenage or adult minds or will you be cought and brought back to babyhood... will you survive.....)) Jill packed up her books in the library where she was finishing up some of her homework on her free period, she left the library on her way to art class, being in her last year of high school, there w...
19-year old Mia was fidgeting in her chair, squeezing her thighs ever more tightly together as she waited for the bell. Eight more minutes, she thought; only eight more! Amanda--her Economics teacher--noticed right away. Truth be told Amanda was always mindful of Mia; always checking her out, if only out of the corner of her eye. It all started during the...
Although this story may be read by itself, it will gain from your reading the preceding chapters first. All characters are 18 or over, as that is the minimum age for girls to be appointed as school prefects. * Janet Sanders wondered what she had done wrong to find herself in what she had to admit was a very embarrassing position for the 35-year-old Englis...
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...
WARNING! THIS IS A STORY INVOLVING STRONG SCAT PLAY AND WILL FOR ITS DURATION, YE HAVE BEEN WARNED. ***** Rebecca had a thing about her that she thought made her undateable. "What's this thing?" a friend from Rebecca's book club would ask. "Oh you know a thing" would be Rebecca's equally vague reply. Luckily, we are not Rebecca's friend from bookclub, w...
This story will make no sense without reading the previous chapters. If you didn't like the previous chapters you certainly won't like this new one as it continues with similar themes of scat and humiliation. At the end of the previous chapter our hapless heroine found herself dressed in a diaper and some stickers, in Sylvia's car about to head to the beac...
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...
***** New Day, New Start ***** The morning brought little comfort to Andrew as he bolted up in bed. Drenched in sweat, he shivered against the discomfort of the thick liquid that slowly trickled down his side before he collapsed against his headboard. Lifting the covers, he sighed as he looked at the mess. Andrew couldn't help but notice that there was more...
"What did you expect?" Tara whispered to herself as she looked around the club. Other than the huge St. Andrews Cross that stood in the center of the room and the spanking bench that was just to its left, it could be any night club, any place in the world. Of course, the walls were painted a dark red with black accents but the lamps scattered about provided...