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Our Sponsors (Corridor)

Tina trudged forward though sizzling nothingness. There was no way to guess how much time was passing. The gray haze of static began to slowly clear, leaving Tina in a hallway of soft-focus gray sq...

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The Crawlspace

Thank you for bearing with me for so long this

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The Stocking

A slightly mean Christmas-themed sequel to the Homecoming and The Birthday Party, to start off the season. I hope you enjoy.





“Good Morning, Stink...

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Thank you.

I want you to know how much I appreciate all of you. Your patience, your enthusiasm, your feedback, and your interest. More stories will be out after Thanksgiving, and I hope to keep them coming fo...

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IOTDE: Thanksgiving (Alternate)

Madison Greene inspected her home, searching for anything out of place. The interior decorators had done a fine job. Her long banquet-style kitchen table was covered in a crisp white tablecloth, co...

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The Secret Admirer, Part 4

Tamika slowly returned to consciousness. As we all do, she slowly took stock of her circumstances as the world came back into focus. She writhed sluggishly against the impossibly soft and comfortab...

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Voting Day!

”Just a reminder that U.S. Midterm Elections are tomorrow, Tuesday, Nov. 8th. If you are a U.S. citizen, please do your patriotic duty by casting a ballot if you have not already done so. If you ...

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Upon the Sacred Evening

Greetings, my dear friends. You probably don't remember me, but I know you, very well. I've been part of your species' story since the very beginning. When your ancestors were huddling ...

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IOTDE: The Weight-Loss Guru (Alternate)

One last story to tide you over before spooky season. Thank you once again for your patience.



“It could not be more simple,” wrote Jennifer Creighton, typing away at...

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Switchcraft

More stories up soon, I promise.


I'm giving something different a try this time. Tell me what you think in the comments. I'm considering showing this to the gals who run The Usual ...

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Marie the Brat, Part 4

Allison tapped away at her keyboard, her face hard with determination. She had spent nearly all of her workday, as well as much of the previous one, getting her presentation ready. All the numbers ...

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Interlude of the Diaper Elves (Date Night)

In a room with twelve floors and no ceiling, the one in the white jacket lay in her bed and waited for her partner to return from her secret mission.

Her private boudoir contained all her wor...

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Our Sponsors (Losing)

Tina's eyelids began to droop. She looked at the banal artwork on the walls. She examined the paisley pattern on a nearby lampshade. She even tried to focus on the tiny indentations in the surface ...

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IOTDE: Nighttime Protection

Just something to tide you good folks over until I've finished the next sections of Our Sponsors and The Archway. Please note that this is a commissioned work which is freely available on Devientar...

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The Birthday Party (Sequel to The Homecoming)

Thank you once again for your patience. More to come soon.




I stood on the landing, just out of sight of Samantha's guests. I bounced on the balls of my feet. ...

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The Archway, Part 21

Cynthia Matthews

Eric looked puzzled. “Uh...huh. Well, I don't feel brainwashed. I'm...eh, I'm pretty sure I'm me.” He said. I wondered what he was searching through his mind for. When Mi...

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The Archway, Part 20

This one ended up being longer and darker than I had expected. I had to split it into two chapters. Something lighter and more fun soon, I promise!


Cynthia Matthews


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Our Sponsors (Mommy)

Tina's face was grave as she allowed Miko to usher her toward the house. “Is there any of the real you still in there, Miko?” she asked, not feeling much real hope.

Miko's sunny demeanor ...

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Our Sponsors (Resisting)

Tina gasped and curled her toes once again as the music continued to play, both from the screen in front of her, and from the store's speakers. One would expect the two music sources to be discorda...

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The ABDL Story Alignment System

This is something I cooked up a while back when I was trying to work out an ABDL-based RPG System. I still use it to help me plan out character dynamics for my stories. Very loosely, of course. Ali...

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Our Sponsors (Training)

Gentle, lilting, electronic music played over the store's speakers. Tina hunched inside a circular rack of footie pajamas. They were all colored in bright pastels and sized for adults of various bo...

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I'm very sorry.

I haven't met my obligation to you all this month in terms of output. I have several projects in the pipeline, but I haven't been able to produce something that I'm pleased with enough to share wit...

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Bethany the Doll, Part 8

I'm back. I'm very sorry for the delay, and I thank you once again for being patient with me.




Bethany woke to the sound of chirping birds. In the dim, hazy st...

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Sorry for the Inconvenience

Due to unforeseen circumstances, I won't be able to post for about a week. Sorry, and thank you for your patience.

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Our Sponsors (Discipline), Part 2

Miko felt her heart melt at her friend's earnestness. The warm numbness in her limbs, the soft cushioning of the couch cradling her body, the gentle pressure of Betty's fingers against the base of ...

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Our Sponsors (Discipline), Part 1

“Now, this is the main bathroom. There's a full en suite bathroom upstairs adjoining the master bedroom, so that you don't have to come downstairs all the time, but this will be perfect for when ...

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Invitation for Constructive Criticism

It's time to open the forum to requests, complaints, and suggestions! For those of you who have joined recently, this is now something a tradition here. What have you seen here that you wo...

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Bethany the Doll, Part 7

Bethany had been dreading this moment before the party began, but now her nervousness was a dim memory. Back then, she had been contemplating the idea of sharing her deepest, most twisted urges wit...

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Bethany the Doll, Part 6

When Bethany finally crawled out from under Madison's bed, she could tell by the slant of light from the window that the sun was starting to set. She had just spent hours on the bridge of that imag...

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The Impossibility of Impossibilities, Part 19

Will awoke in his playpen. It was only a little larger than an average playpen, let alone the gargantuan one he had conjured for his penthouse, but he wasn't bothered. Far from it, in fact. With hi...

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