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
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Becoming the Baby - ABDL Story - PART 2Sitting in the living room, trying to be as good as possible, Jamie sat, hating the predicament she was in. "This is way too much...", she thought to herself as she sat, stuck in the exersaucer facing multiple dancing children and dinosaurs on the TV. After around 20 minutes of contently sucking on her pacifier, she stopped, looked down at the white piece of plastic sticking out of her mouth by a rubber nipple, "I can see why babies like the pacifier at least...", she whispered to herself, which she noticed came out much more slurred than she expected causing her to sigh and then giggle. When giggling, Jacklyn and the girl's mothers, Melissa, entered the room. Melissa laughed a bit, seeing her giggling daughter's appearance, which quickly turned into embarrassment, followed by a beat red face, hiding her quivering mouth by a Dora the Explorer pacifier in her mouth, all within the time period of being picked up by her mother and getting her diaper patted.
"I haven't seen you look this c
My Crossdressing Story: Part 1(Author's note: I am writing this at the age of 27, on Monday 26th March, 2018. While it might seem to be a far-fetched account, what you read is true. Everything happened. While I try to write an unbiased entry of my life, some of what I have written might sound biased. I shall leave you, the reader, to make up your own mind.)
It started when I was eleven years old, my fascination for girl's clothing and crossdressing that is. I remember watching my older sister Katie walk around in skirts, dresses, blouses, all clothing that was infinitely better than anything I wore. It looked nicer, and when I hugged Katie, her clothes felt nicer against my skin, a lot nicer. There were times when I was left on my own in the house; my parents were either at work or out for the afternoon, and my sister was visiting her friends. I had freedom of the house, and since my fascination started, I had only wanted to do one thing: try on my sister's clothing.
Many would have found it weird, an eleven ye
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
Girl's Doll (1) I walked quickly up to the door, excited for my first babysitting job. I knocked quickly and a mom and a dad answered. "Hi Bill, we have to leave, so you showed up right on time." The mom said, and they led me into the living room. "The girls are downstairs, remember to feed them later tonight." The dad said, and they left.
At least I didn't have to feed them lunch, it was right after lunchtime then. I walked downstairs to meet the three girls. One looked to be about four, one looked five, and the oldest looked six. "Hi guys, what do you want to do first?" I asked enthusiastically. "I want to play with dolls." The oldest one said, and the other two agreed.
"No way, I don't play with dolls." I said, not necessarily trying to be blunt. "But we want to play with dolls!" The girls whined, and I shook my head. The eyes of the oldest one narrowed. "Get him." I raised an eyebrow, just in time for the three girls to tackle me to the ground.
Masky x Child! Reader part 2 You looked at the drawing then smiled. "Oh. That's my friend. He seems pretty scary since he has no face and is really tall and has tentacles. He's really nice to me." you sat down at the table and started eating (favorite food) while Masky sat across from you. "What's his name? Does he ever hurt you in your dreams?" Masky persisted and you looked at the ground in thought. "His name is.... Slenderman. And he's really nice to me in my dreams. He plays games with me and protects me." Masky sighed in relief and stood up, hearing the front door open and close. "I’ll be back. Be a good kid and stay here." He left to go talk to Hoodie in the living room and you listened in as best as you could. “She drew this. Does this mean..” “It means he wants her here with us. He influenced her to come here.” You furrowed your brow in thought. They were talking about you and how did they know who your friend was? He was only in your dreams.&