Bobby sniggered as he gripped the metal ring, his biceps bulging as he strained to force it open. “Give me a hand here Seb,” he said. Sebastian looked across. “Told you it’d be stiff,” he said, “this sprinkler system is so old I don’t think the groundstaff even know it’s here.” They grunted together, faces…
Month: March 2022
Day Five
Chapter 1 “Day Four,” explained Miriam, “is when things get real. The first day, there’s some confusion, everything is new, some people treat it as a lark, there’s a sense of anticipation and discovery.” Julie thought back four days. The girls had all giggled, embraced their new status, had fun dressing each other and looking…
I was wearing only a thick diaper and a baby’s bib as I opened the front door. “Who are you?” he asked, “Why are you dressed like that? And what the hell are you doing in my house?”
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“Does my bum look big in this?” Pete sighed. The eternal girlfriend trap. He played it safe, went with “You look cute and sexy in that.” Clara smiled happily at him. “You can’t tell?” Pete grinned back. “No,” he confirmed, “but it’ll swell when wet, so everybody will be able to tell.” Clara stared at…
Ephemeral Enuresis
It wasn’t the first time I’d spread my legs and penetrated myself for erotic purposes. Some needs kick in when you’re all alone, and there’s no shame in seeking the simple pleasures in life. I had made sure I was all alone. I’d kicked out my last boyfriend months before, made sure I picked a…
The lockdown was tolerable, the restrictions on social interactions manageable. It was the shopping that hurt, interminable queues, rationing, stress inducing behaviour from other shoppers. So I decided to embrace it on my terms. Castor oil tastes awful and works fast, unavoidable voiding inevitable. I knew what I wanted from the shop, where to find…
The Terrible Tied Tickling Torment
“No! Stop! Please… argh!” Natasha convulsed helplessly, grasping for his wrists, wriggling to avoid his probing fingers. It didn’t help her, his greater strength pinning her down and he remorselessly tickled her just above her hips. Flailing uncontrollably Natasha felt pain as her forearm made contact, realised she’d caught him, heard a horrible wet grinding…
“You want me to wear what?!” Mrs Velthon looked at Annabelle sternly. “This is the uniform. The children love seeing someone dressed as they are, forced to waddle as they are, a character in a wet diaper just like theirs.” “WHAT?! You want me to wet myself too?” Mrs Velthon sighed. “It’s a long day….
The Aftermath
Being raped isn’t meant to be fun. Sure, I had the same rape fantasies so many women enjoy, that yearning for a strong relentless man to take me against my will, the imagined degradation more arousing than the act itself. But those fantasies should always stay that way; nobody pretends the reality would be like…