You are about to enter another dimension. A realm somewhere between delight and delirium, where anything can happen, but only when you least suspect it. Where light and darkness overlap, and much madness dances with divinest sense: Read on and you will be entering The Dawn Domain.
Tara Anderson was an average young woman on her way to pick her baby up from daycare. Like most p...
2020-10-16 14:44:17 +0000 UTC View Post[New Programming]
The link on MistuhGwiffin.web had been safe. Ethan had made sure of that. No viruses, no reports about the link having anything hypnotic. Correction: The link HAD been hypnotic. The whole point of it was to warn free Littles of the latest in hypnotic programming.
Pennycade Little., a subsidiary channel of Pennycade was starting to lac...
So I thought I'd try something new today. Today I'm working on Perpetual Change, the abdl videogame created by Pieceofsoap. I won't be streaming, (words on a keyboard aren't nearly as exciting as pixels, pencils and paint).
BUT as long as I'm working on it and in that mindset, if anyone has any questions for me from a creative standpoint, I don't suppose I'd mind chatting abo...
“Are you sure you don’t want your lion?” Janet asked me just before she unbuckled me out of the carseat.
I inhaled. I didn’t even bother to look at the stuffie next to me. “No...ma’am.” A glint of hope flashed in her eyes followed by disappointment. She’d been hoping that I’d ...
Chapter 32: Shopping Trip Two (Electric Boogaloo)
How lovely to be a woman,
The wait was well worth while;
How lovely to wear mascara
And smile a woman's smile.
How lovely to have a figure,
That's round instead of flat;
Whenever you hear boys whistle,
You...
2020-09-26 20:49:53 +0000 UTC View Post
Janet cut the engine and took the keys out of the ignition. “We’re heeeeeere,” she sang just before getting out of the car and walking around to the back. Trapped in the car seat, I looked to the stuffed lion that I’d been forced to take with me.
In the three seconds of silence that followed so m...
Chapter 31 Paradigm Shifts
Tommy stood there, arms over his chest. ‘Stood’ was perhaps a poor choice of words, considering that the boy was hovering several feet off the ground. Yet it was his emotions and mental state that stood firm. He wasn’t a hummingbird, furiously flapping his wings to keep airborne. He was Peter Pan goadin...
2020-09-12 21:05:12 +0000 UTC View PostSorry for the interruption in your regularly scheduled programming folks.
Tried something new-ish with that last piece, Pay Up, Baby! But for the rest of the month I intend to get us all back on track with updates to already existing stories.
-Expect a new New Narnia chapter update by this Saturday.
- Unfair soon after, followed by Run Away.
- I'll also be contacting one of y...
Possibly due to the brain trauma Ryan was still in shock when the game started up again. “Looking a little light on the scoreboard boys,” the hostess said as a stagehand wheeled a cart out. It was silver and upon it were three bottles filled with clear liquid. If their distinctive shape weren’t enough, the rubber nipples on top were dead giveaways. “How about another ...
2020-09-06 18:34:45 +0000 UTC View Post
“What the actual fuck?” Ryan blurted out. He doubted anyone heard him though over their own delirious applause.
It was Tony’s voice that managed to pierce through the scream. “EXCUSE ME!” he shrieked over the din. The crowd of woman kept at bay by the giant baby gate stopped screaming, but not before a wave of cooing aws issued forth.
“Credit card payment due”, the first email said. Ryan scrolled down his inbox. “Internet payment due.” “Electric bill due.” “Late rent notice.” “Water bill is late.” “Loan payment due.” Another “Credit card payment” notice. ANOTHER another “credit card payment due” notice. Oh, and look at that: a low balance n...
2020-08-27 23:30:38 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 33: A New Mourning
I woke up again; this time with sunshine streaming into the room and a giant hand patting my butt. Correction: Patting the back of my diaper. Damn thing had swollen up so much over the night that it was practically its own entity.
Bitterly, the thought occurred to me that this nighttime diaper was just as much an escape...
Lance Corporal Matthew Maddox stood at attention with the rest of his squadron just before deployment. A few generations ago, Matthew could have been a professional athlete. Basketball maybe, at six foot eight, he was tall enough. Perhaps MMA. He definitely had a fighter’s physique and stamina. Maybe even pro-wrestling; (getting paid to pretend to fi...
2020-08-21 20:56:40 +0000 UTC View Post
I woke up not to the sweet screeching of an electric alarm clock, but to terrible gut cramps. Had I been dreaming, I would have felt that I was being stabbed in the stomach. Out of second nature and a few decades of habit, I rolled my head to the side and searched for the clock as my mind began to process that I was no...
2020-08-17 02:08:35 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter 30: The Greatest Truth You’ll Never Remember
“Mr. Jordan?” Even saying it a second time had a funny taste in Katlynn’s mouth. “What are you doing here? And why are you a horse?”
Mr. Jordan was a decent math teacher, but the gossip down the halls was that if you didn’t want him to teach, all you had to do was ign...
“What in the hell do you think you’re doing, DeSousa?” Captain Monroe slid the photos across his desk.
Natalia picked them up and pretended to look at them. She didn’t really need to see what was on the pictures. She’d taken them herself, after all. “Taking surveillance photos of Genesis International Execs.” She plopped the photos back on the ...
2020-08-06 21:53:09 +0000 UTC View PostThis isn't quite a "Retrospective" (Especially since the novel isn't finished yet...by a long shot), but since lots of you enjoy Unfair, I thought I'd share a more in depth look at my brain.
When I write Unfair, I specifically have a short playlist that I jam out to while typing out. They're all familiar, fairly poppy songs, that I more or less know by heart, so I can take turns en...
Sooooo...I messed up.
If you're a Gold Tier Patron, this is normally the time of the time of the month, where I contact one of you and tell you that you've won a free 5k one shot and post it here for everyone's enjoyment.
Whelp...where did the month go?
But...a promise is a promise is a promise. So To fix that, I'll be contacting TWO of you tomorrow and start working ...
A picture done by my constant cushy collaborator, Pink-Diapers. Based on my very own True Story that I released earlier this month!
I think she did a great, job, don't you?
PART 4: Janet
The car ride to Janet’s house was easily the longest car ride in my life. It wasn’t because Janet lived particularly far away from school. Distance had little to do with it, though sitting in a pink backwards facing car seat didn’t help my sense of spatial orientation.
It ...
(CW: Talks of Suicide Attempts.)
Run Away- Chapter 11
Status Update: Three weeks. I’m approximately three weeks from being homeless. That’s about how long I have till I run out of money and my share of rent is due. I quit my job. Again. Except I didn’t even quit-quit. I ran out of the store with pis...
Chapter 29: Cruel Temptations
Toucha toucha toucha touch me, I wanna be dirty
Thrill me chill me fulfill me
Creature of the night
Tommy wandered down the tunnel beneath the River Bank. “If you step on the dead ones, all of them crinkle, step on the live ones they won’t even tinkle.” What did it mean? He s...
I was writing a new chapter of Narnia when the power went out. This is thunderstorm season in Florida and I don’t know when power will be restored. Using smartphone to tell this bad news. Much harder to type one handed (lol) than with a keyboard. Sorry for the delay.
2020-07-24 18:35:18 +0000 UTC View Post
"Is everyone here?"
"I think so."
"Then let's begin with proper introductions."
“Hello I’m Tamara Bankhead, and I’m the Resource Compliance Specialist.”
“Hi, I’m Chandra Skinner, Speech and Language Pathologist.”
“Hello, I’m Maxine Winters, Physica...
2020-07-21 14:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter 29: Preparing for Trial
I woke up before I opened my eyes. A stiff plastic mattress cover rustled as I unconsciously shifted my weight. Even stiffer, my muscles ached as I rolled over, my hand grasping around the wooden bars that caged me. I was in a crib. Fuck. Slowly, my eyes opened as my stomach dropped.
Above m...
2020-07-20 14:00:00 +0000 UTC View Post
“Is everyone here?”
“I think so.”
“Then let’s begin with proper introductions.”
“Hello I’m Tamara Bankhead, and I’m the Resource Compliance Specialist.”
“Hi, I’m Chandra Skinner: Speech and Language Pathologist.”
“Hello, I’m Maxine Winters: Physical Therapist....
2020-07-19 14:00:01 +0000 UTC View Post
A week later: It was Monday.
I was being a bad teacher. It was just after lunch; it was our class’s first naptime of the school year. The kids who needed protection were in fresh Pull-Ups. The blankets and nap mats were distributed. Quiet naptime music was playing just loud enough to be white ...
2020-07-17 20:16:38 +0000 UTC View Post
It was the second day back at school. As was routine, teachers were given a full week to set up our classrooms and attend (largely pointless) staff meetings before students returned and things returned to their strange mix of manic and dull routine. As w...
2020-07-16 21:23:26 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter 28: Meanwhile, On the Sky Turtle!
Katlynn screamed as she fell through the darkness of the cave! She’d thought she was right on Tommy’s heels when she saw his name written in electric blue algae. If he was, he was probably dead, just like she was.
Why the hell had she walked into the clock? Why hadn’t she woken M...