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Story #22: Not Quite Ready

Story #22: Not Quite Ready Jerry had just pooped his pants, right in the middle of the movie theater. Approaching teenhood, and here he sat with a diaper full of shame, like some toddler dropping a bomb in their Huggies. He could feel it smoldering beneath his buttcheeks, like someone had dumped a...

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Story #21: Trapped Underneath the Filter

I felt the warm, swollen material pressing tightly against me. When had that happened? Another soggy diaper to remind me that I was no longer in control of things; I should only feel fortunate that no fuming 'luggage' got left in the trunk as well. Functionally, I was basically an oversized toddler...

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Daycare Demotion (Picture)

Story #14: Daycare Demotion "Uh-oh! I think I smell an 'oopsie', is that you, diaper-butt?" Colby grimaced at the infantile accusation; why must he suffer so? It was less being raked across the coals and more a matter of being dragged across the daycare floor. He shouldn't even be wearing a diape...

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Story #20: Suspicions Warranted

Story #20: Suspicions Warranted The new kid at school is rarely all that interesting. Maybe they're from another state and have a funny accent, or some bizarre hobby. Lance wouldn't give most of these newcomers a second thought, instead just assimilating them into the background cast of his drab s...

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Story #19: Photo Bomb

Story #19: Photo Bomb He'd already been waiting in line for what felt like forever, and at a certain point, the cramps in his belly had gone from silly pre-Santa jitters, to a full blown urgency to void his bowels. There was no getting out of line now though, because he knew that his older brother ...

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Story #18: Snow Pants, Snow Failure

Story #18: Snow Pants, Know Failure Franklin scooped snow into his hand, using the other one to pat the frigid slush and shape it into a ball. What a wonderful day this had turned out to be! Enough snow had fallen overnight to turn today into a bonafide snow day; that meant no school or homework, j...

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A Scan Artist 2: Beyond the Pail

Commissioned by someone who wanted a little sequel: Story: Scan Artist 2: Beyond the Pail: Brennan's fall had been far more meteoric than his rise. Nobody knew the exact circumstances behind what had happened to him, and it wasn't exactly like he could tell anyone the truth of the matter. So a ...

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A Scan Artist Punished (Picture)

Done for Story #16: A Scan Artist Punished

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Story #17: The Missing Step

Life wasn't the easiest for a preteen sheet-soaker. It meant being at the high end of the 'natural lifecycle' of bedwetting, where most of your peers have already stopped and even plenty of kids younger than you have become dry morning superstars. It meant keeping a chart hung on your wall and a pac...

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Story #16: A Scan Artist Punished

Brennan was a genius, a real child prodigy. At least, that was what people though. The truth was a little more complicated than that and more or less put him as a slick grifter. The little boy had a power that no one else knew about, and wouldn't have been able to understand anyways. He could projec...

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Story #15: Eat. Sleep. Poop.

"It's not fair! Everyone's gonna make fun of me! We're not even staying overnight!" "Watch your tone, young man. I don't want you to eat too much at dinner and fall asleep on the couch without one on. Nobody is going to know that you have it on." Thanksgiving. For some a time to connect with famil...

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Story #14: Daycare Demotion

"Uh-oh! I think I smell an 'oopsie', is that you, diaper-butt?" Colby grimaced at the infantile accusation; why must he suffer so? It was less being raked across the coals and more a matter of being dragged across the daycare floor. He shouldn't even be wearing a diaper! Let alone be the padded pl...

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Story #13: Gilgamush

Story #13: Gilgamush What was there to argue about? By this point, there was no changing of minds to be considered; no, the only changes would become his own upon the table. Complaints would be duly noted and immediately dismissed, as had become more commonplace in recent times for him. His simper...

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Story #12: Two Pails

Story #12: Two Pails: "You really must think you're something clever. You think that this teenage rebellion is something that allows you to strike out at an unjust world." She slid a thin wooden wand across her palm, every word just barely tempered even, while a violent malice bubbled right beneat...

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Long Story #1: Unwanted Presents

Long Story #1: Unwanted Presents (CW: Diaper sniffing, forced to wear someone else's dirty diaper. General dirty diaper domination, so if that isn't your jam, you might want to skip this one.) Maybe bragging hadn't been the most prudent option. How could one resist though? Peter was spoiled rotten...

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Story #5: It Came From Under The Bed

I awoke to two things: the need to use the bathroom, and a horrendous, guttural snarl. My eyes focused on the nightlight in the corner of my room. The light, as juvenile as it seemed, was my only peace of mind once I got settled into bed. It was rule #6, and while I wasn't sure of it efficacy, I co...

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Story #11: The Shopping Maul

Story #11: The Shopping Maul Kenny puffed air from his rosy cheeks and dragged his sneakers across the floor, their blinking red luminescence reflecting off of the scuffed tiles. This was so unfair! He was having to spend his Saturday afternoon, when he could be playing with his action figures or r...

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Story #10: Not Just a Costume

Story #10: Not Just a Costume: "Aww, that's so cute! What a sweet big brother you must be. Such a good sense of humor to let your little brother pick your costume!" Jacob forced a weak smile as candy got tossed into the plastic pumpkin pail that he was carrying. He didn't even need the cursory loo...

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Dorm Dummy

Story #1: Dorm Dummy: It all felt so hazy to him. He was caught in a fog that permeated not only the reality around him, but had penetrated deep into his mind. With a slackened expression, his eyes drifted downwards toward the bloated, soggy crotch of his thick diaper. He usually didn't even real...

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Story #7: The First Rule of Fright Club

"You, uh...You sure about this, dude? I'm not trying to call you a wuss or anything, but you've never really been into the whole...being scared thing." His friend had a point, and under normal circumstances, he would never have thought to join a group that revelled in spooking eachother. This was d...

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Story #6: Pampergeist

Things don't just get misplaced without reason. When an object from one room of the house, suddenly starts to appear in a different room, with no rationale to its relocation, there must be some core reason. The problem arose when there was no logical culprit. The same could be said for the TV chan...

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Story #5: It Came From Beneath My Bed

Story #5: It Came From Underneath My Bed: I awoke to two things: the need to use the bathroom, and a horrendous, guttural snarl. My eyes focused on the nightlight in the corner of my room. The light, as juvenile as it seemed, was my only peace of mind once I got settled into bed. It was rule #6, a...

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Story #8: My Neighbor the Witch Boy

The present problem was the need to poop. It shouldn't have been something that registered as being problematic, especially for a stunning intellect such as mine, but here we were. I could feel another cramp strike at my gut, like a cobra which had sprung forth from its coil and sunk its fangs squar...

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The Pile He Sat On

Story #4: The Pile He Sat On They say that the first million a man makes is better than sex, but that's nothing compared to his first billion. Joining the elusive club of the 0.01% was to be described as a beautiful apotheosis, where man was no longer just such a lowly thing, and instead was allowe...

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Mini-Story #3: I Can Still Fit in the Baby Swing

"I bet I could still fit in that." It had started as a simple wager between boys. The playground at the park had been surprisingly sparse, meaning that a small group of fifth grade brats had the run of the land. Ben had been the smallest of this group, and was often the butt of many jokes about his...

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Mini-Story #1: Dorm Dummy

It all felt so hazy to him. He was caught in a fog that permeated not only the reality around him, but had penetrated deep into his mind. With a slackened expression, his eyes drifted downwards toward the bloated, soggy crotch of his thick diaper. He usually didn't even realize when he was peeing an...

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Story #9: Just a Costume

(This is a picture that was voted on by my Patrons! It comes from a story that is exclusive to my premium $10 tier on Patreon. I may create that tier on here as well, so I can post the rest of those stories!) Story #9: Just a Costume: He hadn't thought much about the costume that she had picked ou...

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Always #2

When it came to having a twin, there always ran the risk of endless comparison, even when the stakes should not have merited it. Triplets didn't have it quite as bad, since that still allowed for a tier that stood outside of a clear 'winner' and 'loser'. Twins were constrained to that strict dichoto...

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