Michael's dad was a paid firefighter in Arlington Virginia and Mike loved what his dad did. Running into burning buildings to save cats, dogs, and people. Mike loved it dearly, and he knew he was going to be a firefighter when he grew up.
Then something tragic happened. When Mike was 10 his dad was killed when the floor collapsed underneath him in a building fire. Mike was terribly upset about it but he didn't cry about it in front of people. He went to his bedroom and cried so people didn't think he was weak or a coward.
But after 2 weeks of his dad being gone, one morning changed his life. Mike woke up on a Friday morning to a wet bed. He
“Guys can’t we talk about this? I mean, we are friends, right?” Derrick asked nervously as he kept backing up in fear.
“Yeah we were. Until we saw you get beat up by your little brother. Plus you pissed yourself. We can’t be seen with someone like that.” Chase said as they kept walking towards him. He then took a big step forward and easily pushed Derrick down onto the swing.
Derrick whimpered as he was put onto the swing. He tried to get off but then remembered he put super glue on the seat. The only way he was getting off was if his pants came off. “No no no no....” he muttered to himself.
“Care to explain yourself?” Derrick’s mother asked as Derrick climbed into the car. She was just told that he was laying down in the middle of the hallway, pants around his ankles, acting silly and wetting his pants.
“It was nothing. Can we just go home?” He asked not wanting to talk about it. His face was bright red and he did not want to admit to is mother that he got embarrassed by his little brother.
“Well it better be nothing. Because next time I get a call from the school about something like that you will be punished. Understand?” The mother asked being oblivious to what really happened.
Riley had his plan all figured out to get revenge on Derrick. His plan was to embarrass him in front of everyone in the hallway before the start of classes. It took a few days to get all the supplies but he finally got it all. That morning he woke up happier than usual. He quickly got dressed and headed downstairs to eat some of his mom’s delicious breakfast.
Derrick woke up like it was any normal day. He woke up and went over to his dresser. One of his secrets was that he loved to wear kiddie cartoon underwear. Today he choose to wear some Cars themed underoos with a pair of jeans on and a T-shirt. He walked downstairs to get breakfas
“Ow! Stop it Derrick!” Riley whined and cried out as Derrick had the back of his pull up’s waistband hoisted up in his hands giving him a wedgie. He was kicking and trying to hit Derrick who was behind him. All his attempts at getting away were failing.
“Haha what a little baby! Mom put you back in pull ups cause you been having accidents?” He asked though he knew the answer already. Derrick smirked and laughed as he pulled the wedgie on the pull up more, causing Riley to scream and cry more.
Riley is a cute 9 year old boy who is the younger brother of Derrick. Riley’s height and weight are about average
Mitchs Life: Chapter 2: New Friend at the Zoo by Tshanahanxxx, literature
Literature
Mitchs Life: Chapter 2: New Friend at the Zoo
Chapter 2
A few days later, Mitch woke up to his daddy laying him down on the changing table. He stretched his arms a bit and then took out his pacifier. “Good morning daddy.” He said cutely with a small yawn.
Brad smiled looking down at Mitch as he woke up. “Good morning sweetie. You know what we are doing today?” He asked as he threw the soaked diaper in the diaper pail and began to wipe him clean. He knew that Mitch did not know what they were doing today because he had been planning a surprise.
Mitch blushed and looked confused. “No daddy. What are we doing today?” He asked being curious and excited.
Mitchs Life Chater 1 Broken Vase and Scary Dreams by Tshanahanxxx, literature
Literature
Mitchs Life Chater 1 Broken Vase and Scary Dreams
It was early in the afternoon in the Peters’ household when Mitch was sitting in the playroom. He was playing with a few of his toys waiting for his daddy to return.
Mitch is a 12 year old boy that is both pretty short and skinny. His skin is very pale but his hair is as dark as the night. On his face are some cute little dimples and blue eyes that will make anyone’s heart melt. Mitch lives with just his father and is treated like a baby by him. He has been treated this way ever since an incident two years ago.
Mitch say in the playroom wearing just his diaper with a space onesie on over it. His daddy had to run out to pick some
Michael's dad was a paid firefighter in Arlington Virginia and Mike loved what his dad did. Running into burning buildings to save cats, dogs, and people. Mike loved it dearly, and he knew he was going to be a firefighter when he grew up.
Then something tragic happened. When Mike was 10 his dad was killed when the floor collapsed underneath him in a building fire. Mike was terribly upset about it but he didn't cry about it in front of people. He went to his bedroom and cried so people didn't think he was weak or a coward.
But after 2 weeks of his dad being gone, one morning changed his life. Mike woke up on a Friday morning to a wet bed. He
“Guys can’t we talk about this? I mean, we are friends, right?” Derrick asked nervously as he kept backing up in fear.
“Yeah we were. Until we saw you get beat up by your little brother. Plus you pissed yourself. We can’t be seen with someone like that.” Chase said as they kept walking towards him. He then took a big step forward and easily pushed Derrick down onto the swing.
Derrick whimpered as he was put onto the swing. He tried to get off but then remembered he put super glue on the seat. The only way he was getting off was if his pants came off. “No no no no....” he muttered to himself.
“Care to explain yourself?” Derrick’s mother asked as Derrick climbed into the car. She was just told that he was laying down in the middle of the hallway, pants around his ankles, acting silly and wetting his pants.
“It was nothing. Can we just go home?” He asked not wanting to talk about it. His face was bright red and he did not want to admit to is mother that he got embarrassed by his little brother.
“Well it better be nothing. Because next time I get a call from the school about something like that you will be punished. Understand?” The mother asked being oblivious to what really happened.
Riley had his plan all figured out to get revenge on Derrick. His plan was to embarrass him in front of everyone in the hallway before the start of classes. It took a few days to get all the supplies but he finally got it all. That morning he woke up happier than usual. He quickly got dressed and headed downstairs to eat some of his mom’s delicious breakfast.
Derrick woke up like it was any normal day. He woke up and went over to his dresser. One of his secrets was that he loved to wear kiddie cartoon underwear. Today he choose to wear some Cars themed underoos with a pair of jeans on and a T-shirt. He walked downstairs to get breakfas
“Ow! Stop it Derrick!” Riley whined and cried out as Derrick had the back of his pull up’s waistband hoisted up in his hands giving him a wedgie. He was kicking and trying to hit Derrick who was behind him. All his attempts at getting away were failing.
“Haha what a little baby! Mom put you back in pull ups cause you been having accidents?” He asked though he knew the answer already. Derrick smirked and laughed as he pulled the wedgie on the pull up more, causing Riley to scream and cry more.
Riley is a cute 9 year old boy who is the younger brother of Derrick. Riley’s height and weight are about average
Mitchs Life: Chapter 2: New Friend at the Zoo by Tshanahanxxx, literature
Literature
Mitchs Life: Chapter 2: New Friend at the Zoo
Chapter 2
A few days later, Mitch woke up to his daddy laying him down on the changing table. He stretched his arms a bit and then took out his pacifier. “Good morning daddy.” He said cutely with a small yawn.
Brad smiled looking down at Mitch as he woke up. “Good morning sweetie. You know what we are doing today?” He asked as he threw the soaked diaper in the diaper pail and began to wipe him clean. He knew that Mitch did not know what they were doing today because he had been planning a surprise.
Mitch blushed and looked confused. “No daddy. What are we doing today?” He asked being curious and excited.
Mitchs Life Chater 1 Broken Vase and Scary Dreams by Tshanahanxxx, literature
Literature
Mitchs Life Chater 1 Broken Vase and Scary Dreams
It was early in the afternoon in the Peters’ household when Mitch was sitting in the playroom. He was playing with a few of his toys waiting for his daddy to return.
Mitch is a 12 year old boy that is both pretty short and skinny. His skin is very pale but his hair is as dark as the night. On his face are some cute little dimples and blue eyes that will make anyone’s heart melt. Mitch lives with just his father and is treated like a baby by him. He has been treated this way ever since an incident two years ago.
Mitch say in the playroom wearing just his diaper with a space onesie on over it. His daddy had to run out to pick some
“Need to go wee-wee, Jakey?” Jake’s mum asked, looking concerned. Jake gave a sharp shake of his head, trying to ignore his brother Josh tittering at the remark. He shot the boy a withering scowl, intending to communicate a fierce warning to his bothersome younger brother, but even at its meanest his pudgy little face was only capable of displaying a fussy petulant pout. Josh just smirked at the display - prompting Jake to feel a pang of jealousy at the sight of the maturely dressed ten-year-old leaning casually against the ticket barriers. Their mother never made Josh hold her hand, call her mummy, or comply with any other of the myriad infantile rules that somehow seemed to apply only to Jake, and never to his little brother. “Are you sure, honey? You’re mighty wriggly…” his mother continued. “Yes!” he insisted. It was true he was fidgeting, but he was only trying to get loose from his mother’s relentless grip on his hand. He felt as if everyone in the entire train station was
Losing Control (Time Skip) by Cowkites, literature
Literature
Losing Control (Time Skip)
"Let's get you out of that sticky dress, sweetie." Rachel stripped him of his stained dress and told him to sit quietly as she searched through her old clothes for something extra feminine for Jamie. She was pleased to find that Jamie obeyed her without question. He was clearly distraught with his soggy diaper in plain view, but there was nothing he could do about it. Nothing other than ask Rachel for a diaper change. "I know you said it's best for me to wear these…" said Jamie, "...but I really think I can hold it...and these diapers feel so...icky." Rachel chuckled. "Is that so? Maybe they wouldn't be so icky if you didn't wet and cum in them." A pink doll collar dress caught her eye and Rachel pulled it free. A pair of bright pink rhumba panties came with it. Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Tell ya what, Jamie. Why don't we give you a little test? Something to help us decide what to do with you." Jamie perked up. "Anything!" "I'm going to put you in this dress and stretch these
“Good morning, sweetkin!” Prince Llewyn awoke with a start, inhaling in fright as he glanced around his chambers. In his dreams, there’d been a terrible cackling witch standing over him, swirling in mystical purple light. He put a small hand to his bare chest as he registered the figure of an ordinary flaxen-haired middle aged woman opening the thick royal red curtains. It was only Nanny. He narrowed his eyebrows. What was she doing here? “Did my little prince sleep well?” she asked. The boy let out a snort of displeasure. Little Prince? Llewyn knew he was small. He could hardly forget it. Even the youngest pages at court towered a good foot above his head! But he was thirteen years old, and the heir to his father’s kingdom no less. A babysish nickname like that was hardly appropriate, even from his old nursemaid. “Don’t call me that.” he instructed haughtily, crossing his arms. Nanny sat down on the side of his bed, prodding him mischievously on the nose. “What else shall I call
Hey everyone. Sorry for the leave. Lots of stuff going on. I will be writing again. If anyone has ideas let me know. Also I’m open to roleplay whenever. I’m usually on and in the mood. Just dm me. Don’t be shy!
Hey guys. This is to my few watchers that are out there. I’m not sure how much more I’ll be writing. I’ve been going through a writers block. I’ve also been battling some depression and psychological issues (mental breakdowns and freak outs are commo...