I protested, as much as you can with a large pacifier tied to your mouth. It did its job well, stifling my sounds. I’d remove it but my wrists were tethered, tied to the straps of the bouncer I was in. Not that it mattered, thick padded mittens blocked use of my fingers, my thumbs;…
Category: Fiction
Ragamuffin 3
We had scaffolding up the wall. Roof repairs or something, I didn’t know. Didn’t care, not my problem. Didn’t want to climb it either, not my thing. But others could. We were sat quietly chatting, gossip about the neighbours. I’d asked to be ready for bed early, wanted the warm fluffy onesie on. Meant I’d…
I am safe
I never meant to step inside. It was curiosity, nothing more—a sleek white pod in the corner of the rehabilitation wing, humming softly like a sleeping animal. The sign above it read Safety Guardian Prototype. I thought it was a demonstration model, a shell without teeth. I was wrong. The door sealed behind me with…
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Tied-Dyed
Sophia looked at the instructions, and read through them with interest. “Want to stand out from the crowd, celebrate your creativity and take pride in what you’re wearing? Read on for our guide to tie-dying your diapers. First you need to prepare your materials. We recommend you start with plain white diapers, available from all…
Ragamuffin 2
I noticed. From her perspective I was trapped, braindead, diaper dependent. Running around carefree between Amazon legs, my short dress always at risk of flipping up, showing my diaper, and I showed no signs of being aware of that. None at all of caring about it. But I saw her, staring, her gaze following me…
Enough
The apartment hummed, a low, constant thrum from the server farm in the building’s core, a sound that used to be a comfort, a whisper of the digital ocean outside. Now, for Lena, it felt like the pulse of her own humiliation. Forty years. She’d navigated corporate skirmishes, outmaneuvred algorithmic shifts, and yet, here she…
Independence
“I’m a man”, thought Brett, “If I want to wear make-up then I can and nobody can stop me.” He planned ahead, badly. Foundation, lipstick, eyeliner, mascara and eye shadow. But the lipstick was bright red, not a good look with his skin tones. Even that was nothing compared to the eye shadow, a Prussian…
Pressure
The padded leather cuffs around my ankles were easy to ignore. A snug but not tight fit the soft pressure had become a background sensation, like wearing socks for the first time in a week. I’d noticed them but only for a short while. I noticed them again now. The ropes were soft too, gentle…
Squidgies
Observe as the dastardly provocateur creeps up behind our innocent victim, intent on a wedgie. A quick yank, a harumph of triumph.. cut off mid flow by the sounds of a soggy squidge. Worse, our virtuous victim, instead of screeching in violated fright, shudders sensuously, seeming to welcome the wet wrench of her infantile underwear….