Later that night, Lynn Gilligan sat on the edge of her bed, eyeing the bag nervously. The dirty clothes-the dirty ADULT clothes- had been put in the washing machine. In an hour or two, she’d have to switch them out to the dryer; then...
2021-01-04 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostI had a conversation with ABDL author Alex Bridges. You may know him from his stories Done Adulting and I’m Not A Little Girl. Alex was kind enough to interview me on my writing style and process and the projects I have coming ...
2021-01-04 03:31:27 +0000 UTC View Post“Bradley! NO!” Lynn let out a shriek and pivoted as a poop filled diaper came right at his head. Instead of hitting her in the face, the literal sack of shit splattered against the lower back of her shirt.
“PO...
“Noooooo!” Lynn’s cries of distress came out high pitched and quiet; a pathetic mumbling carried away by the wind. The well worn strap, all but threadbare, snapped off her shoulder tumbling onto the downtown sidewalk. That hadn...
2021-01-02 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostHowdy howdy! Welcome to Bastion, Florida. You lost, friend? You’ve got that look about you. Even though tourists don’t have to unfold big ol’ road maps and can just gaze down at their phones to try an’ sus things out, we ...
2021-01-01 22:18:24 +0000 UTC View PostHappy New Year Everyone!
Just to keep everyone on the loop. I'm on the tail end of a fairly large commission that I'm finishing up, and just keeping up tabs with the commissioner on a few details.
I want their approval before...
“There must be some kind of mistake,” The Principal peered at me over the top of her desk. “Enrollment is open, but classes don’t begin for another week....
2020-12-25 12:00:00 +0000 UTC View PostChristmas is almost upon us and I'm...
Tired y'all.
First off, let me apologize about the last update. There was a miscommunication on my part on whether or not the commissioner wanted it to be private or not. Turns o...
Chapter 37: Cafe Revanche
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways...
2020-12-20 23:28:06 +0000 UTC View PostHey ho!
Just checking in and touching base to let everyone know what I'm tackling this coming week.
No looming deadlines outside of patreon this week, but it's going to be the last week of public school so gotta take that into consid...
Leonard brought in the last two cardboard boxes into the new apartment. “Check it out!” he said as he set them down. “Last boxes!” His dirty blonde hair damp with sweat, he put his hands on his hips as he caught his breat...
2020-12-13 04:41:31 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 36: A Meeting of Dubiously Mature Minds.
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in. Don't let it abide in my dreams.
<... 2020-12-11 22:20:37 +0000 UTC View PostHi folks! Plans for this week as far as writing goes like so.
Will be making an installment on my Cushypen Piece. "A Naptime On Elm Street". It's a parody piece but I'm having fun with it and others are enjoying it.
I hope to r...
Chapter 40: Cossets, Confessions, and Compromises
I stayed in the crib and sobbed and beat up the mattress for what felt like forever. I screamed and wailed. Sometimes I muffled, other times I screamed until my ...
I’m not a religious man. I can’t say that I’m an atheist either; nor an agnostic. Frankly, whether there’s a god or gods influencing the world in some intangible or unseen way i...
2020-11-30 05:07:20 +0000 UTC View PostHey y'all. Just giving everyone the plan of action for the rest of the week.
So, fun fact. Turns out having the family at home from work and school made it so I got LESS work done instead of more. Who knew?
The good...
One foggy morning, Kayla Summers took a final l
2020-11-28 02:23:15 +0000 UTC View PostIt has now been a year since I quit my day job and started working on my writing as my sole source of income. And I woke up this morning to find that I had a few new subscribers and this month I've reached a new personal best for monthly ear...
2020-11-26 13:11:58 +0000 UTC View PostHi there. Posting this early Sunday morning/ Late Saturday Night.
The Latest New Narnia chapter was just a bit over the buzzer, but I'm calling it a win. If you like that story I hope you enjoy the latest installment.
Just want...
Chapter 35: The World Outside the Clock.
There is life outside your apartment
I know it's hard to conceive,
but there's life outside your apartment,
and you're only gonna see...
2020-11-22 05:16:08 +0000 UTC View PostExcited by the ringing of her doorbell, Janet ran in short stunted steps towards the front; it was the kind of run that children did when they were happy and in a hurry but didn’...
2020-11-21 00:33:28 +0000 UTC View PostJust an update on my goals for this coming week.
-On Cushypen I'm doing a parody piece, called a Naptime On ElmStreet. I'm on a roll with it, so I'll be working on it this week. I typically only post there near the beginning of ...
Chapter 34: Bottom.
Step out, step out of the sun
If you keep getting burned
Step out, step out of the sun
Because you've learned, because you've learned
Tommy and...
2020-11-15 03:01:03 +0000 UTC View PostFair is Fair
Gwendolyn looked at the nam
Just to keep everyone in the loop.
This week I'm working on a one shot commission set in the DD
Also hope to get in another Chapter of the New Narnia. Hoping for both to be done and released by Saturday/Sunday
I sat there on the plush carpet of Janet’s living room, wearing nothing but a diaper. A bottle filled with apple juice sloshing in my hands. At least she told me it was apple ju...
2020-11-06 18:14:36 +0000 UTC View PostHey folks. Just a quick check in in between content uploads.
Here's what's on my plate.
- Working on Perpetual Change with PieceofSoap for november.
-I have another Chapter of Unfair written (rough draft, needs some edit...
Brian stumbled stumbled home to his Queens apartment drunk. Not just any drunk; subway drunk. Subway drunk was a special kind of drunk. It meant that Brian’s thoughts were too jumbled hail a taxi; his fingers too thick and dumb to ca...
2020-10-31 10:00:00 +0000 UTC View PostIt was approximately three o’clock when I wet my pants in public for the first time. I’m not counting being trapped in a crib in the middle of the night. The relative priva...
2020-10-23 17:38:20 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 33: A different kind of date night.
He wanted a girl who hates dusty roads
He wanted a girl who cries porcelain tears
He wanted a girl who'd put locks on the door
T...
2020-10-18 23:17:15 +0000 UTC View Post