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  1. Katie rolled her eyes as her trembling father quailed at the sight of the innocent purple plastic. "Jeez Daddy, you think you'd remember the training panties you used to make me wear when I wet the bed. Why should you what you wear be any different?" She took on a deep, mock-authoritative tone and quoted his old refrain back to him, tugging the waistband of the Goodnites to indicate he should step into them. " 'Wet yourself like a baby girl, wear Pampers like a baby girl.' Isn't that what you always said?" She cocked an eyebrow up at him in challenge.
  2. Katie scoffed as her dad looked away nervously while she questioned his prowess, holding his thin stiff rod between her long fingernails. "Oh, grow UP, Timmy. Are you really dumb enough to think a woman won't fake it if her man is hung like a toddler?" Her eyes shone and she squeezed his twig and berries possessively, her breasts lolling under his eyeline as she bent to meet his gaze in her heeled boots. "But since baby couldn't keep his tighty-whiteys dry, Miss Katie is gonna have to make the rest of him match! Stand still!" Katie practically skipped out of the room, rummaging in her closet for the remnants of the old girly goodnites she had been forced to wear as a tween. She returned and held open the legs of the crinkly purple training panties for him to step into, knowing his diminutive frame would slip into these with room to spare.
  3. So excited you're writing again, the set-up is perfect and I can't wait to see what curves you throw at us!
  4. "True, you only have to stay dry for a week to earn your big-boy undies back, but if it turns out you need remedial potty training 3 weeks might not be all that long." Katie smirked at her father, who she could tell would be infuriated at the implication that he had an ongoing "problem" with wetting the bed. Tim tried to angrily shoo his daughter out of the master bathroom, but she appeared to have no intention of giving him his privacy as she tested the temperature of the water for him and tapped her foot impatiently. Finally he dropped his last scrap of underwear and Katie did a double take, laughing incredulously. "Did your little dinky just not grow up with the rest of you, Daddy?" She stepped provocatively close to Tim and cupped his tiny balls appraisingly. "No wonder you can't keep your sheets dry, little baby pee-pees like this can't be trusted without protection." When this condescending attention and her hand on his crotch made Tim's dick throb to its full 2 inches, she lightly drew her fingernails up his shaft. "Oh my god, it's so wiiiittle! How does Mommy even know when you're inside her?" Katie giggled and refused to release him until he answered her humiliating question.
  5. Hannah scoffed loudly at Andrew's protestations. "If that were true I'm pretty sure this wouldn't be the first I heard about it. You'd never stop bragging about the one time you tricked some nice girl into letting you wiggle your disappointment stick inside her for 3 whole seconds," the blonde smiled savagely as he choked on her panties. "God, can't you do anything right? I didn't tell you to take them out dumbass!" Despite her pleasure at Andy's speedy submission to her demands, Hannah wasn't about to let up until she was sure he knew his place. She pushed the kneeling young man forward onto his hands and pointed his bare bottom into the air. "You're lucky I don't ruin your life right now," she began lecturing him as she rained blows onto his exposed hiney. "There are going to be some changes around here and they start with rules. I make them, you obey them, like a child would obey their mommy, got that? Because little sissies who can't keep their panties dry can't be trusted to make decisions for themselves, can they?" She carried on rhetorically, knowing Andrew would have little chance to respond between her sharp spanks.
  6. "You're supposed to hear it, Sissy Andy. We all think you're a joke, and never standing up to us about it just proves what a week-kneed little girl you really are. God, I'm glad we're not actually related, you're such an embarrassment." Hannah brushed one of her golden locks behind her ear as she leaned in conspiratorially and whispered, "And that was before I knew you liked to cream your sister's panties. Closest you'll ever get to a pussy, huh?" Andrew tried to escape but she snagged his arm as he passed. "No, baby brother, I don't think you're going anywhere. You don't breathe without my permission anymore, and I think you need a reminder of that. Kneel down." She pushed on Andrew's shoulder, forcing him to his knees and highlighting the vast disparity in their heights. "Open your mouth. NOW." Hannah barked and snatched the sticky lace out of his hand to ball it up and gag him with the salty fabric. "Now show me some appreciation for letting your tongue even visit the same zip code as my pussy. Say 'thank you for letting me borrow your big-girl panties, big sister,'" she demanded, knowing he'd make a fool of himself trying to talk with it in or she'd get to punish him - win-win!
  7. The redhead pursed her plump lips at her father as he rattled off lame excuses. "Panties, boxers, doesn't matter those are for big kids and you're Katie's widdle baybee now." She tickled her manicured nails playfully along Tim's ribs to disarm him. "You're lucky Mom's away for another few weeks or I'd have to tell her you couldn't keep your pants dry, and I know she wouldn't shy away from laying down the law. Do you want me to call and ask her if the rules don't apply to you?" Katie really admired the way her mother kept her father in line, and had taken after her commanding demeanor. "But since it's just the two of us for a while, you've got an opportunity to prove you can be a big boy again before she gets back. So do you want to do this the hard way or the easy way, Baby Timmy?" As she spoke she was coaxing her easily-pressured Daddy into letting her strip his wet clothes lest he drip on the way to the shower. "Don't cover up, you've got nothing I haven't seen before, and bigger."
  8. Katie refused to get out of her father's face as he equivocated, wiggling a condescending finger in his face as if to say "Naughty, naughty!" Out loud, she lectured him: "Nosir, you always said anyone who wets themselves is a baby and babies don't get big-girl privileges, like panties. And what did you do, mister?" She gave her chastened dad time to mull that one over. "I think you should let me help you clean up, before we get you into your long-overdue pampers. I've been waiting for years for the chance to show you how it feels to be put back in diapers for one measly accident! And since you're now the youngest in the family, you know better than to disobey your elders, don't you?" She couldn't hide her amusement as she reached out to escort her delinquent daddy to the bathroom by the hand.
  9. Katie's long red hair fell into her face as she bent over her prostrate father, dangerously close to his acrid, cooling crotch in her form-fitting summer dress. She rolled her eyes as he tried to brush her off with indignation and turned away. "Oh, I know you're fussy because you woke up in a puddle of pee-pee, Timmy, but that's no excuse for rudeness." She easily turned him back over as she'd been able to overpower the little man since she was at most 13, to his endless emasculation. "I couldn't leave you sleeping with wet undies, could I?" Katie asked reasonably as she squeezed the soaked front of Tim's boxers. "And watch your language! I'm just talking to you as the little baby you've proven yourself to be. Or did Daddy forget his own #1 rule?" She met his gaze like an expectant schoolmarm waiting on a slow student to answer.
  10. Hannah saw her stepbrother's eyes dart down her shirt as she cocked her hip and bent towards him in fascination. Andrew seemed duller than usual as his first reaction was to lock eyes with his gorgeous crush and smile vacantly at her while he convulsed and shot his sticky mess all over her panties. The blonde was flattered and disgusted at the same time, how did a grown man lose control that quickly? Not that Andy looked like much of a grown-up, as he barely came up to his stepsister's chest and was as slight and hairless as any child. "What am I doing here? Oh no-no-no, I'm in my bedroom you little creep, you're the one who better explain himself. No wonder you're always checking out my ass, I thought you had the hots for me but you're just wondering what color panties you'll get to steal next!" Hannah loomed over Andrew as he pleaded with her to delete the picture. "Not a chance, it's already uploaded to the cloud." She laughed derisively. "Oh, I see! I was referring to myself as your big sissy, as in sister. But I know people call you a big sissy all the time, so sorry for the confusion." Hannah helped her shaking brother out of her bed with a gentleness that was undercut by her harsh words. "Damn right you'll buy me whatever I want, and do exactly as I say, or else everyone we know is gonna see your tiny pecker wrapped up in lacy panties, starting with Dad. I don't wanna hear a word of back-talk out of you for the rest of our lives, do you understand? Say, 'Yes big sister,' then shut your mouth or things will get a whole lot worse for your candy ass."
  11. Katie returned from her morning class to find the spacious home she shared with her parents in disarray. Beer cans covered the coffee table, video game controllers snaked across the carpets, and her obnoxious father was sprawled in his underwear on the couch, still snoring heavily. Clearly, Tim had taken advantage of his wife being away on business to have a night of hedonism like he was the one in college, instead of his 19-year-old daughter. Honestly, she groused to herself, it usually felt more like she was the responsible parent and he was the immature, whining child. Which was ironic, considering he had always resolved arguments with her by insisting "I'm the grown-up and you're the little girl, so you will listen to me!" in his insecure, high-pitched voice. He rarely got his way, though, as Katie would just appeal to her mother, Claire, who was only too happy to overrule her diminutive husband on the word of her responsible young daughter. The only rule Claire wouldn't bend for her beloved Katie was the one that the young woman had unfortunately had invoked against her often, as she grew up with a sporadic bed wetting problem she had long since grown out of, but her father was never afraid to remind her of. Which was that whoever wet their pants or bed would be treated as the baby of the family quite literally until they kept dry for a week. And this never-rescinded rule was suddenly transformed from a spectre of her past embarrassment to the key to her present happiness, as she cracked up in laughter upon realizing that her sloppy, hung-over Daddy had in fact soaked the couch in his sleep. "Wakey wakey lil Timmy," she cooed and roughly shook him awake.
  12. Hannah was tall, athletic, and beautiful, and worst of all, knew it. She had the rapt attention of any boy or girl in her senior class, though to her chagrin she noticed her dorky step-brother also doted on her to a degree that made her suspicious he had a schoolboy crush on her. She was always clearing her throat and asking "can I help you?" when she caught him staring at her long legs and bouncy breasts. "In fairness, that loser probably hasn't touched a tit since he was breastfeeding," Hannah thought with a grin as she turned into their driveway. She was starting a new program at school that gave her the afternoons off for "independent studies" and couldn't wait to goof off as she was an excellent student and ahead in all her classes. The young woman was lost in thought as she walked in to her bedroom on autopilot, only to be rudely shaken out of her reverie by quiet huffing and groaning through the doorway. "What in the hell...?" Hannah whispered as she cracked the door open to see Andrew enraptured on her white bedspread, a pair of her sexiest black panties in his fist as he pounded his tiny meat. She knew he was a little perv but never suspected Andrew would defile her undergarments so casually. "So how long have you been a panty thief, Andy?" the blonde demanded as she pushed into her own bedroom in outrage, being sure to use the nickname she loved to get under his skin with. "No, don't get up, you were in the middle of something, huh brother?" she sneered and pulled her phone out to snap a photo of her half-naked stepbrother as he scrambled to cover his little peanut. "I bet our parents would loooove to see what you get up to when you're supposed to be in class. What's it worth to you for sissy to keep her mouth shut?"
  13. I haven't written on here in a while but I'd love to write with someone who likes humiliating stories of any stripe or role (I'm a switch and down to play anyone) and doesn't just write short, ungrammatical replies. Sorry if that sounds snooty it's just frustrating to put work into a post and not get the same from a cowriter. Anyway DM if you wanna talk ideas! Favorite interests are (unsuccessful) potty training, exposure to ex-lovers, and forced femme.
  14. Hi, just wanted to say I love your writing, would you be interested in discussing plot ideas? The humiliation and mind control in your stories is top-notch! I'd be especially interested in someone being demoted in school grade (eventually to daycare but we could make some pit stops in grade school) and/or unsuccessfully potty trained, but option 1 on this post also sounds good.
  15. That was really bittersweet, but exactly what I needed right now. Thank you! I hope you write more soon.
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