Author's notes: This is about a fetish and of limited interest. This story contains a cis-hetero couple engaging in sex with diapers. It is told from the male's perspective who has a diaper fetish. Some readers may not want to continue. *** "Hey guys I'm home." I call out as I come in through the garage and into the mud room. It seems a little quiet, but...
This is a total fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking, humiliation , figging, diaper play and other fetish. Please do not read if this bothers you, I am well aware that this story is not realistic. All characters are 25 year old or older. ***** Work My name is Elizabeth and I am a 38 year old hard driving always in control lawyer, who is now...
Despite my frustration at not getting the release from an orgasm that I so badly desired I somehow managed to drift off to a restless sleep that was interspersed with dreams of me walking through college and suddenly realising I was naked and everyone was staring at me. When I awoke I groaned at the memory of what had happened the night before when I was exp...
Little Accidents: "Oh no, oh no no no!" This was the third time in as many days that Christy had found herself in this situation: rushing to the bathroom with an intense urge to pee, fearing she may not make it in time. The first time she'd been lucky and managed to get to the toilet just in time to go, the second time she wasn't as lucky but had a...
Diane Hollis was as good as her word. I was permitted to bathe Loretta/Mouse twice a month, The first and the final Friday. Giving her that first bath unleashed something in both of us. We both realized how much trust we had for each other. At lunch, the day following that first bath, Loretta's eyes became huge and soft and the most luminous green I had ever...
After receiving a cloned body I was 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. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat...
I'm just getting set to warm up a quick dinner on a Friday night in my new apartment when my supervising field experience teacher buzzes my cellphone. "Hey Marcia, what's up?" "Steve, you have the Edutech Form 1011 template for next week's standardized test, right?" "Um, I thought you have it. let me double check." I fumbled through my shoulder bag and h...
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...
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...
Everything was set for Ashley's surgery and her last day at Padded Bliss had finally come. Angela had been training her to get used to the toilet, even when she didn't have to go. To make it easier, Ashley had switched to pull-up-style diapers. Though she was still having accidents, both wet and messy, Angela was impressed by just how well she was adapting t...