The sign reading "Innovative New Relaxation Treatment" was all Angela Rivers need to enter. She'd been feeling constantly restless for the last couple months. Her recent promotion to sales manager came with more money, but also more responsibilities. She had to let several people go to save money. While it was the right call, it also made her worry about hav...
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...
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...
Angela wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea of seeing Ashley on Monday. Their encounter at Margaret's had been stressing her out all weekend. She kept thinking about what she should and shouldn't have said. Though Judith was around to provide happy distractions, it still weighed heavily. She approached the chart for the day with caution. Sure enough, she...
Suzanne O'Halloran drove slowly down the steep mountainside track leading down from the freeway towards the clear blue waters of Harpers Lake and the grey forbidding monolith of the Hargreaves Institute beyond. Pine trees brushed the fenders of her Cadillac Escalade SUV as she reluctantly steered towards a weeks therapy and rest at Dr Hargreaves state of th...
Author's note: This is the largest story I have ever written. Its name has changed three times and the plot is nothing like I envisioned. I hope you enjoy it. The Link Chapter 1 - Sam I needed God. It was hypocritical of me since I never believed. I couldn't fathom his existence, so I ignored the issue altogether in the past. If God wished me to know of h...
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...
For my darling Megs * Kendall stood up before the assembled ladies of her exclusive women's luncheon club and pointed her finger at her daughter-in-law Elizabeth to join her on the stage. Kendall was enjoying herself immensely and looked forward to this little presentation. Meanwhile her daughter-in-law, at 25 only a few years younger than her dominating m...
WARNING!!! All my stories involve total power exchange, where one party assumes total control over the other. To my mind, total control is meaningless without limits being stretched and shattered. There is no point in total power exchange if all you are going to have is Missionary position sex. In a previous story, GREAT DAY TO BE A SLAVE, someone issued an...
I always enjoyed the nights when my husband was out. It was pure relaxing bliss -- I could do whatever I felt like, lounge about in whatever (lack of) clothing suits me, masturbate as much as I want, watch whatever kind of porn I want, anything. Meanwhile I know he's away getting something he needs. It wasn't always like this. He used to be very pushy in be...