Lady Lucia

Platform Switch (Monthly Reminder)

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I just posted Chapter 23 of "The Step-Sister" on my SubscribeStar. However, Patreon has hidden previous sections of the story on this page due to the content within. I do...

The Babysitter, Part 58

I still wasn’t fully convinced that this was real life. This couldn’t actually be happening, right? To use the pull-ups in such a way, at my age . . .

There was really no time to e...

The Weekend Visit, Part 42

Author's Note: This was supposed to be up on Tuesday. Sorry! All the more reason to switch to my SubscribeStar, but I'll still endeavor to parallel every post on here. Thanks ...

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Seven

Everything we say.

Bridget wasn’t just exerting her own gentle dominance on me; she was turning my attention back to the fact that there were two of them in the suite w...

The Conference, Part Nine

For all I knew, I had been lying there for hours by the time Larissa returned.

It wasn’t the most uncomfortable position, for what that was worth. The real discomfort was the fact that I co...

The Babysitter, Part 57

Passing gas on purpose was already a tall order when I was in such a precarious state, and that was only compounded by the fact that Paige specified that she wanted it to be ‘better’ tha...

The Tutor, Part Six

It wasn’t technically a kiss.

My lips were against Bridget’s lips, but there wasn’t a trace of pressure for it to count as even a peck. It was different from the way Annabelle te...

The Weekend Visit, Part 41

At least she didn’t say ‘spread your legs’ this time. It didn’t matter if it was a directive that was clearly regarding the position I needed to take for a diaper change; there was n...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 59

It was Ashley.

Amelia wasn’t sure who else she had been expecting. She was assuming that Summer and company didn’t know which dorm room was hers. Maybe a prefect was coming by to ...

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Five

Objectively, sure. Holding still was a simple task.

Except when the last girl in the world I ever expected to be exposed in front of was inching closer and closer to my bare breast wit...

The Babysitter, Part 56

I didn’t want to squat.

That was such a weird request on Paige’s part. Well, more of a demand, or an ultimatum. If I didn’t go along with it, I would have wasted al...

The Conference, Part Eight

“Mmm mmph!” My attempts at a response came out muffled and completely unintelligible. Thanks to the ball gag, my tongue was restricted to the point where I really couldn’t form a coher...

The Weekend Visit, Part 40

There wasn’t any time for me to process the realization that everyone was aware of my underwear situation despite everything I had done to keep that from happening. Because I also had to d...

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Four

Topless. Practically naked, really, save for my thong.

It was a miracle my hands didn’t spring back up halfway to cover myself. Somehow, despite my blush and persistent confusion, I ...

The Babysitter, Part 55

The girls decided that Violet and I would play together, so she could keep teaching me along the way. As we loaded in and I was given the healing character from a few minutes ago, the dark h...

Platform Switch

Hey, everyone--

I just posted Chapter 21 of "The Step-Sister" on my SubscribeStar. However, Patreon has hidden previous sections of the story on this page due to the content within. I do...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 58

There was no student ID to be found in Amelia’s binder.

At first, she just thought she was looking in the wrong place. Her first instinct had been one of the pockets in the front or ...

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Three

Annabelle was on top, just like she had been with me.

The major difference was that she and Bridget were still fully clothed. They had only left the bedroom a minute ago, yet they were...

The Babysitter, Part 54

Three of the girls had controllers in their hands. They were focused on the TVs of various sizes that were set up along the wall that Paige’s was mounted on, and all of them were too engro...

The Conference, Part Seven

Fuck. Me.

I immediately succumbed to the warmth and wetness of Larissa’s mouth. The fact that I was blindfolded only heightened my awareness of the sensations below, and also served ...

The Weekend Visit, Part 39

Our aunt continued speaking to me as if I were a child. “Diapers are no excuse for this kind of behavior, Annie,” she said, “Now, can I trust you to act like a proper young lady for the rest ...

Annabelle and Bridget, Part Two

Meredith

Bridget.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

The thought of anyone but Annabelle seeing me in the cage I was currently locked in was daunting...

The Babysitter, Part 53

Miley’s face was back to a more neutral expression by the time Noelle looked up. No trace of the smug taunting that was there a second ago.

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The Conference, Part Six

I’m not sure ‘fun’ was the word I’d choose.

Obviously this was amusing from her perspective. Our dynamic had shifted so dramatically, and so quickly. For a fleeting moment, I t...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 57

The tutoring session actually wasn’t terrible.

It felt like Evelyn was only there to teach; nothing more, nothing less. Amelia had initially been worried, as Ashley had mentioned tha...

Platform Switch (S-S, Part 20)

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I just posted Chapter Twenty of "The Step-Sister" on my SubscribeStar. However, Patreon has hidden previous sections of the story on this page due to the content within. ...

The Babysitter, Part 52

As usual, it was obvious that Noelle didn’t trust me.

The only thing she had left for me to wear below the waist was pull-ups. I guess having the skirt in the privacy of the bathroom would ...

The Tutor, Arc Two: Annabelle & Bridget

Author's Note: I'm still trying to come up with a suitable title for this arc. Comment your suggestions below!

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Bridget

I’m not ...

The Weekend Visit, Part 38

Kate definitely wasn’t joking.

When I looked at her in hesitation in regard to her latest immature directive, she merely met my eyes and gave me a subtle nod before returning to the ...

The Conference, Part Five

Aside from the way I had stumbled and fallen onto the bed, I thought I had played most of this situation cool after deciding to lean into it instead of letting Larissa fluster me with her nudity an...