Pinky's Ghost Recites Memories. The princess wearing black and red didn't often sit, bit she lounged back in her throne as had grown relaxed after working through the politics and intense exercise. Im front of her she was a summoning circle of sorts, and burned bright red and yellow as the apparition rose from the metal floor. "Speak." She commande...
Before we begin let me break down the first branches for you so that you can what to expect. ENF - embarrassed naked female situations; pantsings, strippings, spankings, etc. No diapers, enemas, potty training, bedwetting, laxatives, diuretics, or anything else that is remotely associated with ABDL (Adult Baby, Diaper Lover) content. ABDL - can still contain...
Chapter One: Diapers for Three Alan Bartholomew lay alone in bed listening for the sound he was longing to hear. Torturous minutes passed slowly until he heard the sound of his own front door closing. It was 7:30am and his daughter, Melissa had finally left for work. Nineteen-year-old Melissa Bartholomew had only recently returned to live with her father....
It had been about four years after I met and moved in with my two girlfriends, Sasha and Kathy. Over that time, Kathy and I had graduated college, Sasha -- who had graduated a year before us -- landed an accounting job in the city financial district, I found a job as a 3D designer, and we all moved into a bigger house. The three of us are still just as tight...
Beth was 18 when she had her first accident in 10 years. She had thought she had gotten rid of her bedwetting days. But on her 18th birthday, she woke up with wet pajamas. Beth couldn’t believe it. She rushed down the stairs and threw her laundry in the machine. She had tears in her eyes. “Oh sweetie…” Carol, Beth’s mom said as she found her 18 year old in t...
Prologue I always thought my 5th-grade experience was the most embarrassing moment of my life. I was a bed-wetter until the beginning of 6th grade. It was nothing much. I was just slow to learn. Even my parents were understanding and caring bout my bedwetting. It wasn't a major problem other than not being able to go to sleepovers. The major issue was travel...
My parents divorced when I was 6. I was brought up by my dad, and I did not make it easy for him. I was the classic product of a broken home, as we used to say. I became a chronic bed wetter, meaning my dad had to wash all the sheets and bedclothes most days - and this was before many people had washing machines. He took them to a launderette. Why he didn'...
Notes from the Underground Book III of the Zax Trilogy Translated into Archaic English by Zeta. Translators Note This translation was undertaken as part of a thesis on archaic languages. The archaic period selected is the 21th century, as measured using pre-modern reckoning. The particular dialect chosen is the American version of English, as spoken and...
When I was living in New Jersey, we had a next door neighbor by the name of Mrs. Looper. She was a typical woman of the time with a husband that worked in the city and a house to mind. But the one thing that wasn't typical about her was that she didn't have children. So she and my mother could often be found talking over the low picket fence between our yard...
Copyright 2009 by Zeta All rights reserved This story may be freely distributed in electronic form but must include this copyright. Crime and Punishment 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...