Unfair-Chapter 136: Uncertain
Chapter 136: Uncertain
The morning of my escape was one of incredible, unfathomable relaxation and utter calm. I rode in the backseat of Janet’s car, mentally running thro...
Chapter 136: Uncertain
The morning of my escape was one of incredible, unfathomable relaxation and utter calm. I rode in the backseat of Janet’s car, mentally running thro...
Chapter 135: A Matter of Time
The world isn’t fair.
This is the first morbid thought that creeps into my head these days, as the alarm buzzes me awake from the black abyss of uncons...
I wrote this little ditty for a zine. Leave to me to go comical on a Halloween issue, right? I'm such a contrarian.
Cabin in the Woods is probably my favorite "Horror Movie" beca...
Chapter 134: Riddles in the (Gas)Light
The toy monorail smoothly glided along the ornate and incredibly complex path. Ivy and Jessica- literally a miniature Amazon and metaphorically a...
Chapter 133: Missed Connections
Clad only in a diaper and still reeking of baby powder, I sat with my back up against my lowered crib rail with my tablet in my lap. My anxiety had sky-rocket...
Company Time
You love shitting on company time. That’s what you call it most every morning when you go to use the office toilet. Calling it that started out as a way to get over your own p...
So I wrote this what feels like forever ago, and other than the zine that it was initially published in I don't know that anyone else has ever seen it.
The theme for that issue ...
Chapter 132: What’s in a Nickname?
Despite Janet’s milk flowing through me first thing in the morning, I did anything but ‘chill’ on that early morning ride to school that Monday mor...
Chapter 131: Mindfucked
I prowled through the faux foliage of the play jungle on my hands and knees, stalking my unwary prey. The astro turf ground crunched and crackled beneath my paws. In ...
(Christy)
Christy scribbled with red and orange crayons on a stray coloring sheet and slid it towards Wendy. “Gaba?” Fire? Can we light this place on fire? Make it burn?”
...
Chapter 130: Grown-Up Time
The construct
Author’s Note: The following was an entry into a contest for the Dear Jazzie Podcast (where we answer all of life’s kinky questions). The rules were to write a 1-5k Short story featuring ...
2023-09-19 12:10:18 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 129: Immersion
Janet opened the frosted glass door and ushered me forward. “After you.”
I bit down on my tongue and muscled through every instinct telling me to be diffic...
Chapter 128: P.P.P.
It was too damn early when I opened my eyes for the second time that Sunday morning. It wasn’t quite nine o’clock. I’d have been awake and scheming by now on a scho...
Howdy folks. Just checking in with ya to tell you I’ll be producing content again very soon. Expect more crinkly cuddles and diapered trauma drama by next week.
2023-09-02 21:47:40 +0000 UTC View PostOne of the things that I’m really grateful for is the patience and grace in which my patrons interact with me. I am not always a pleasant person to deal with and I am definitely not punctua...
2023-07-30 14:56:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe Saturday after Janet’s folks got on a plane and out of our hair I sat in a barber chair at L’Enfant Magnifique getting my own done. The top of my head peaked up above the leather backed cha...
2023-07-29 16:46:08 +0000 UTC View Post(Drew)
Drew brooded one morning on the play room floor. He couldn’t say which morning, because he didn’t know anymore. His personal timeline was a mixture of memories and ima...
“Heeeeere cooooomes the spooooon!” Max dipped and ducked the big wooden baking spoon around in the air the way a mosquito might to avoid being swatted. Alby tracked it with all the intens...
2023-07-16 15:42:02 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 126: Family Planning
I didn’t blink for close to twenty-four hours after breastfeeding from Janet; probably longer. At any given moment, my eyes were closed shut as I tried to hide...
(Christy)
“Do you, Tyler,” Drew asked, “take Christy?”
Tyler looked at Christy as if she were the only girl in the entire world. “I do,” he said solemnly.
...
“Oh no!” Lindsay cried. “Not again!”
You watch as Lindsay stands there, bow legged on the playground, yanking her skirt down as best she can even as the wetness indicator along her f...
(Part 9)
Alby was carefully placed in the nursery’s crib. “You wait here, Princess,” Daddy said. “Daddy needs to baby-proof the house real quick.” He punctuated the sen...
Same Old Story
Okay new kid, I know you’re in shock right now, so I’m gonna answer some questions for you before you even have the time to ask them:
Yes, you are wearing a diaper....
Tyler
After the torture session that was lunch, the quartet was put down for a nap. They had little choice. Whatever was in that milk was stronger than whiskey and put even t...
2023-06-18 11:50:29 +0000 UTC View PostNormal.
You come to a dead stop. You plant your feet. You bend your knees. You grunt to yourself and push, feeling your cheeks spread. You push again and feel the warm mass...
Busy Bee Daycare Guidelines: Diaper Changing
One thing all staff at the Busy Bee Daycare are responsible for-from the headmistress all the way down to our local volunteers from the highs...
(Brittney)
When Brittney was a baby, (for real that is), her dear old Granny would plop her in front of the television and watch old-timey cartoons. The kind in the faded technicolor. The kin...
2023-06-05 00:11:45 +0000 UTC View Post“How old?” One of the daycare workers asks another.
“One? Maaaaaaybe two…?” the other says. “Like about to turn two? Maybe?”
The first makes eye conta...