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Becoming the Baby - ABDL Story - PART 1
Two sisters, a little bit of tension, and an instant truth or dare game. That's how our story starts, meeting two girls - Jamie and Jacklyn. Jamie is the older of the two, Jamie being 18 and Jacklyn being 13 but in some cases acts like the younger of the two girls, teasing her younger sister constantly, calling her a baby because of her height.
Jacklyn being irritated at being called a baby decided to start her master plan. "Come at me, baby. I choose dare.", Jamie said, teasing her sister about her height.
The truth or dare game started normally, the younger sister insisting on playing Truth or Dare with her older sister, the older sister accepting, and then it starting. Ice cubes were put into the pants and shirts of the girls as a dare, making them wiggle all over the place. As well as the run around the house screaming as loud as you can, and do a prank call. This game was getting serious though..
"One more dare and then we're done, okay?", Jacklyn said to her older sister.
A Silly BrideHow did it turn into this I thought to myself as the girls that had surrounded me continued their giggling and laughter at my expense. But before we get into my current predicament perhaps I should start at the beginning.
My name is Alex, Im 18 years old and I am rather on the smallish side for a boy standing at a mere 5 ft inches. Im also very skinny as I weigh a mere 130 pounds. I have light brown hair that falls a bit past my shoulders and some big green eyes.
I had just finally gotten my own apartment in the city which was convenient because this allowed me to be just a few blocks away from where I worked. I always enjoyed walking to work, because I always liked to see the hustle and bustle of the city streets. One store in particular that always seemed busy was a local bridal store that always had some bride and her entourage trying to find the right wedding dress.
I must admit that the whole process was rather confusing to me. Why people would pay thousand
Mommy's Little Girl (Part 1) My parents had left for their business trip to Egypt, and being an only child, my parents had no choice but to have me live with an old neighbor of ours, who now lived on the other side of town. Here I was, standing on the porch of the house of the former neighbor, ready to live an entire year there, and I was nervous as crap.
The door opened, and in the doorway stood a lady, who looked to be in her thirties. I didn't recognize her at all, probably meaning I was too young when she lived by us. My parents waved to me from their car, and sped off, leaving me with the lady.
"Come in! It's too hot outside." I didn't think so, but whatever. "So how old are you?" She asked me as soon as I stepped into the house, "Twelve." I said, not looking at her. She kind of stared at me for a few seconds, making me uncomfortable. "Well, okay then! Make yourself at home." I began to wander the house, but very soon after the lady told me it was time for bed, and she showed me a bedroom to sleep
100 Themes Art Challenge100 Themes Art Challenge
13. Mother's love
15. Phone Call
24. Water Nymph
25. Bad Priest
31. Black Board
32. Long dress
34. Creamy Wash (It's facial foam that will turn into a creamy thing when used. If you have no facial foam like this in your place/city/country, just change it to regular facial foam.. = =
38. Little girl
46. Angel of Aurora
53. Love in the air
Ice Cream (BBC Sherlock x Reader Drabble)You shoved a spoonful of chocolate ice cream into your mouth happily, content watching daytime television from John’s chair with your feet pulled up and your tub of ice cream. That is until your boyfriend, Sherlock, emerged from his room and plucked it from your hands, causing you to immediately protest, “Sherlock, give it back!”
“You’ve already eaten half the tub, love. It’s bad for you.”
You let out a pathetic whine, “Johhnn.”
Your brother didn’t even look up from his computer, “Give her back the ice cream, Sherlock.”
“You know as well as I do that that much sugar is not good for a person’s system, she-“
He cut Sherlock off, looking up with an entirely unamused expression, “Just give it back.”
John opened his mouth to respond but caught a glimpse of you and let out a heavy sigh, shooting Sherlock a glare as he moved to crouch in front of you. You’d started to
Avengers x Abused! Reader Bucky Barnes
“Steve, I have to go,” I said quickly to Steve, unwrapping the cloth around my hand. Steve Rogers, paused mid punch and stared at me. “I just got I call from (Name). She needs my help,” I explained. Steve nodded understandingly and put another punching bag on his hook. I smiled to him. After all those years being apart and after all the fighting, he was still my best friend.
I dashed out to my car. As the wind whipped my face, I noted how strange it felt not having long hair anymore. Once S.H.E.I.L.D. fixed me up, I figured it’d be best to become a decent human being again, thus I cut my long hair back to how it was before all of this. Before Hydra had gotten to me. Before Steve was frozen in the ice of the Atlantic. Before (Name).
Teens and Toddlers Daycare - ABDL Story - PART 1"No! Stop! Please! I'll shut down the daycare!"
Teens and Toddlers Daycare was the state's leading daycare center, with more than 50 employees at a time, in the state of Ohio for quite some time, mainly for the fact that the daycare center always had control of the toddlers to near-adults that were being watched. Parents knew what happened in this daycare and continued to send their children to this establishment because it worked, it made their children behave because the children knew that if they were not good at the daycare, the same would happen to them at their homes.
Diane, the owner of the daycare, had a dream of creating the first daycare center where everyone was treated equally, no difference in their age, and for that to happen, she created the first daycare where it was mandatory for every child to be treated like a poor, defenseless infant. Now, she did not go over the bar with this, treat the children bad, neglect, or anythi
Masky x Child! Reader You quietly sat in the small room that your mom was kind enough to let you have. You were on the floor as you colored a drawing of your dream. Dreams were one of the few things that made your life bearable and worth living. You were only seven years old, and you already felt like you didn't want to live. You lived in an apartment with an abusive mother; often times, you got hit in the face, thrown around the room, had stuff thrown at you, and locked in a cramped closet, all because your mother was having a bad day. She seemed to blame everything on you: your father walking out on you was your fault, your mom having to work three jobs was your fault, your mother's failed relationship's were your fault. You tried to make your mom like you but, it was useless. The only reward you got was a trip to the park, which, luckily, was happening today. "(y/n)! Hurry up or we aren't going to the