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  1. This story starts the second story arc about Nikki and Sarah (which is the one I'm still working on). It starts in the spring of 2019; a little over three years after the previous story. There will be more tags added as the second and third part of the story is posted, but I don't want to give you spoilers. Like the other stories about Nikki and Sarah, it probably helps to have read the previous ones (although it's not strictly necessary), so I've added the relevant links to the Nikki-and-Sarah-verse index thread ------------------------------------------------ Mary Sue Sophie giggled. The deep, red plush of the carpet tickled her bare skin as she crawled down the hotel hallway behind Natalie. She had to admit that it was hard not to be distracted by Natalie's butt, clad in tight, black latex pants, swaying hypnotically only inches away from her face. The surface was so polished that Sophie could see her own funhouse reflection. Suddenly she felt a tug on her collar. Apparently she had lost focus and slowed down and Natalie had pulled the leash slung over her shoulder to urge her along. They reached the railing of the mezzanine overlooking the crowded lobby and Sophie knelt by Natalie's side. "I still can't believe this is legal," she said, looking at all the people below. Natalie didn't answer. She only bent down to adjust Sophie's outfit. Although calling it an outfit was rather generous. It was really more of a collection of narrow leather straps. "Mistress?" Sophie said quietly. "Yes sweetie?" "May I please go to the bathroom?" "Of course," Natalie said with a smile, "but be quick. You don't want to be late for your spanking down there." She nodded towards the lobby below where somebody was setting up some furniture that would never be seen in an IKEA catalogue. Sophie got to her feet and got a playful little swat across her butt before she hurried off towards the bathrooms. It didn't take her long to find them, but by the time she reached a stall she was close to bursting. Undoing the necessary buckles and sitting down, Sophie relaxed and let go. "I'm curious about one thing." Nikki put the tablet down on the kitchen table. "What?" Sarah looked up from the soup she was stirring. "Well, I've read enough of your stories that it's obvious that Sophie and Natalie are you and me." Nikki got up and walked over to the stove to stand next to Sarah. Sarah said nothing, but stirred the soup more intently. "So why isn't she wearing proper underwear?" Nikki gave Sarah's butt a squeeze through her sweat pants, making her jump. "And for that matter, why aren't you?" Sarah blushed a little. She and Nikki had been living together for more than three years, and Nikki had known how she liked wearing diapers for almost four. But Sarah was still embarrassed when Nikki talked about her diapers like they were the most normal thing in the world. "I mean, you are wearing the other half of the outfit." Nikki hooked a finger through the metal ring of the collar encircling Sarah's neck. Sarah swallowed. Their ground rules had been simple. Whenever she wore her diapers, she would also wear her collar. And whenever she wore her collar, Nikki was in charge. Of course, Sarah had quickly spotted a loophole. The rule said that she had to wear her collar if she wore diapers. It didn't say that she had to wear diapers whenever she wore her collar. Besides, Nikki was bossy even when she wasn't wearing her collar. But they both kept that part of their relationship private. Mostly. Sarah lowered her eyes demurely. "I like wearing it. It reminds me that my mommynatrix loves me." Nikki arched an eyebrow in the way that made Sarah melt. "Aaaaand?" she asked. "What do you mean Ma'am?" Sarah stopped stirring the soup. "You sure you're not fishing for some extra playtime? The grown-up kind?" "Maybe," Sarah admitted with a mischievous smile. "Is it working?" "Maybe." Nikki gave Sarah a quick peck on the cheek before letting go of her collar. "But not before dinner." Sarah returned her attention to the soup while Nikki set the table. Fifteen minutes later, inbetween spoonfuls of soup, Nikki brought the subject up again. "About your story," she said. "What about it?" Sarah reached for another roll and bit into it with an explosion of crumbs. "Is that something you'd, I don't know, maybe want to try?" Nikki asked hesitantly. "What? Public spankings? No thanks." Sarah shook her head, but stopped eating and looked at Nikki, waiting for the other shoe to drop. "No." Nikki paused. "I meant... You know how they say 'write what you know', right?" "Yeah?" "Have you ever been to one of those conventions?" Sarah gave a short, dismissive chuckle. "Riiiiiight." Nikki took a deep breath. "Would you want to?" Sarah sighed. "Nikki, I don't mind too much when you make me wear my diapers when we go out, but then they're hidden and only you and me know about them. There's no way in hell I'm going to have them on display for a bunch of strangers." "That's not really how it works," Nikki mumbled. "How would you... Oh my god! You've been to one, haven't you?" Nikki blushed in a very un-dominatrixy way. "When?" Sarah demanded. "Five years ago. A couple of months after we broke up." Nikki reached for a piece of bread and suddenly found her soup really interesting. There was a scraping sound as Sarah moved her chair next to Nikki's. "So what was it like then?" Sarah slid closer and nudged Nikki with her shoulder. "Teeeelllll meeeeeee." "Cut it out." "But I wanna knoooooow," Sarah said in her best whiny-kid voice. She knew she was pushing it, but she just couldn't help herself. Nikki sighed and rolled her eyes. "Was it full of cute little girls you could boss around?" "I said 'cut it out'." "And they just went crazy when you wiggled your butt in those tight leather pants of yours," Sarah continued. Nikki turned to look at Sarah, raising an eyebrow. "Is this really the way you want to do this?" she asked. "Uh-huh." Sarah grinned and nodded. Nikki hooked a finger through the steel ring on Sarah's collar and pulled her so close that their noses almost touched. "You," Nikki said sternly, "are being a very annoying, little girl. No more kisses and playtime for you." "Aaaww" "It's your own fault," Nikki pointed out and let go of Sarah's collar. Sarah pouted and moved her chair back to where it had been before. A few minutes later they had both finished eating. Sarah began clearing the table. She put the bowls in the sink before wiping off the table. "I just had an idea," Sarah said. She left the cloth on the table and knelt down next to Nikki's chair. "Yes?" "For Halloween this year, how about we dress up as characters from Beauty and the Beast? I could be the feather duster. I bet I'd look good in a French maid's outfit, don't you think?" Sarah rested her arms on Nikki's lap and looked up at her pleadingly. "And you'd look great in that outfit Lumiere has. You could even do your French accent. And maybe we could convince Mike and Amina to let us dress up their terrier as the beast. That'd just be adorable." "I..." Sarah rose and began singing with an exaggerated French accent. "Be ourrr guest. Be ourrr guest. Put ourrr service to ze test. Tie yourrr napkin 'rrround yourrr neck, cherrrie, and we'll prrrovide ze rrrest." She wiggled her butt from side to side in time with the song. Nikki laughed and grabbed Sarah, pulling her onto her lap. "You're such a dork," she said with a smile and leaned in and gave Sarah's nose a little kiss. Sarah made a show of checking her watch. "Six minutes and thirty-five seconds," she said, grinning broadly. "Huh?" "Oh, I just wondered if I could get you to kiss me less than ten minutes after you said 'no smoochies'." "Oh you're such a brat. You're going to regret that," Nikki said. She wasn't lying.
  2. Karen stood naked in front of the full length mirror that was attached to the back of her bedroom door. Her body was toned and fit, the result of regular exercise and a healthy diet. She had long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in loose waves and striking blue eyes that sparkled with mischief. As she examined her reflection, a small smile played at the corners of her lips. She reached for the thick, adult disposable diaper that was lying on her bed. The diaper was a printed adult sized disposable diaper that she had purchased online. It featured babyish prints on it, like a teddy bears a baby bottles. She picked it up and ran her fingers over the soft, padded surface, feeling a familiar thrill run through her body. Next to the diaper was a tub of Huggies brand wipes and a bottle of unscented baby powder. Karen laid down on her back on her bed and began the process of diapering herself. She spread her legs and positioned the diaper underneath her. She then took a handful of wipes and began to gently wipe herself clean, paying close attention to her sensative areas. After wich she reached for the baby powder and lightly dusted her crotch with the powder. The powder was cool against her skin and she couldn't help but giggle as she imagined being diapered like a baby. When that was all done Karen reached between her legs and pulled the front up between her legs and fastening the adhesive tabs on each side. Once she was satisfied with the fit of the diaper, she got dressed in her nurse scrubs. The scrubs were navy blue with a white collar and a small, embroidered hospital logo on the left breast pocket. She turned and rubbed her hands over her padded butt and gave it a few pats, running her hands over her diapered crotch giving it a few squeezes she she started to giggle before turing and exiting her bedroom. When Karen arrived at the hospital, she parked her car in her ususal parking spot. Before getting out, she opened her glove compartment and begain fishing around for something before finally pulling out a pacifier. Before putting on her face mask, Karen pushed the pacifer intoher mouth, covering it up with the face mask. She chuckled to herself about how the new COVID protocols helped keep her secret safe. She got out of her car, feeling a little self-conscious as she walked towards the hospital entrance. But as she passed by her colleagues and patients, no one seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary. She felt a sense of relief wash over her, knowing that her secret was still safe. As she made her rounds, Karen went about her duties as a nurse. All of which she carried out with precision and efficiency. She checked on patients, took vital signs, and administered medication. She made sure to keep her movements smooth and steady, trying not to draw attention to the thick, padded diaper she was wearing. Karen couldn't help but feel the thickness between her legs and the desire to reach down and touch it. But she knew she couldn't, or she would risk blowing her secret. So instead, she sucked on her pacifier harder and faster at the thought of what she would like to do but couldn't. No one was none the wiser that she was sucking on a pacifier, thanks to the face masks that everyone was wearing. She was able to keep her fetish a secret, and it made the experience all the more thrilling. As she made her way to her locker, Karen couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had successfully kept her secret, and she couldn't wait to keep doing it all shift long. Karen stood infront of her locker and quickly looked around to see if anyone was nearby. Seeing that no one was around, she opened her locker and removed the pacifier from her mouth, placing it carefully inside before pulling her face mask back into place. She closed her locker and looked around again, making sure that she was still alone. With no one around, she reached down and rubbed and squeezed her diapered crotch through her hospital scrubs. The sensation sent a shiver down her spine as she indulged in the secret pleasure of her fetish. She let out a soft sigh as she enjoyed the sensation for a few more moments before pulling her hand away. Satisfied, she left the locker room to go have lunch. She couldn't help but feel a little giddy at the thought of what she had just done. Her secret fetish was still safe, and she couldn't wait to indulge in it some more. Karen entered the hospital cafeteria, where several other hospital staff were gathered, eating their lunch. She made her way to the food line and decided to get herself a sandwich and an apple As she waited for her food, she couldn't help but smile under her face mask as she thought to herself about how there were all these people in the cafeteria, and not a one of them knew her secret. She was wearing a thick disposable diaper featuring babyish prints on it right underneath her hospital scrubs and no one was the wiser. It was a secret thrill that she couldn't help but enjoy. Exiting from the food line and with tray in hand Karen sat down to eat her lunch. As she sat down, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as she felt the diaper crinkle underneath her scrubs. She ate her lunch, feeling a little giddy as she imagined what it would be like if everyone knew her secret. As Karen was eating her lunch, her coworker and friend, Jane, sat down to join her. They chatted and caught up on things as they ate their lunch togehter. During the course of their conversation, Karen suddenly realized that she had to pee. For a brief moment, she closed her eyes and imagined what it would be like to go pee in her diaper. She imagined the sensation of the urine soaking into the thick padding, and a shiver ran down her spine. As her bladder relaxed and Karen began to pee, the diaper swelled and became warm as it absorbed her urine. The sensation was both strange and exhilarating, and she couldn't help but feel a little giddy at the thought that she had just wet her diaper in a room full of people. The excitment and sensation of wetting her diaper was broken by Jane. "Everything alright Karen?" As she had noticed that Karen had seeminlgly not heard the question she had asked her. Karen shook off her daze before responded with a smile. "Everything is alright just thinking about something, What was the question again." They both finished their lunch and bused their trays and went their separate directions. Jane went off in one direction while Karen started heading back towards her locker. As she walked, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as she felt the wet diaper squish between her legs. It was a thrill that she couldn't wait to indulge in again. Karen arrived back at her locker and quickly looked around to make sure no one was around before opening her locker. She grabbed her pacifier and put it back into her mouth before pulling her face mask back into place. Looking around once again to make sure no one else was around, she grabbed a fresh diaper and a small packet of wipes that she had stashed in her locker. The diaper was the same as the one she was wearing and it crinkled in her hand as she held it. Karen quickly tucked the diaper and wipes under the shirt of her scrubs as she turned to make her way to the nearest bathroom. Once she was inside the bathroom, Karen quickly locked the door and began the process of changing her diaper. Since she was in a bathroom stall, Karen had to change while standing up. She used the stall walls to help with her diaper change as she leaned against it. Before Karen started changing, she examined how wet her diaper was. It was very wet, and she couldn't help but rub her hand up and down the front of her now wet diaper and squeeze her now wet diapered crotch a few times before changing. She sucked on her pacifier hard and fast as she changed her diaper. She felt a mixture of pleasure, embarrassment and excitement as she changed her diaper. The sensation of the wet diaper between her legs, and the thought of being diapered like a baby, was thrill that she couldn't help but to experience more. Once Karen was finished changing, she made sure to properly dispose of the used diaper and then washed her hands before exiting the bathroom. With her secret still safe, she went back to her locker to stash the packet of wipes away once again. With the wipes safely stashed away Karen went back to her regular nurse duties. She felt a sense of excitement for the next time she could indulge in wetting her diaper again. As Karen went about her duties, she attended to patients, administered medication, and took vital signs. All the while, she couldn't help but feel the thick, padded diaper underneath her scrubs. She couldn't help but want to reach down and touch, rub and squeeze her diapered crotch but knowing she couldn't do it. At one point, she had a conversation with a fellow nurse about something medical related, discussing a patient's symptoms and treatment options. The nurse she was talking to didn't pick up on or comment on how her voice sounded a little strange. This was of course due to the pacifier between her lips, but since face masks already made speech off no one would ever be the wiser or suspect anything. After the conversation was over, she sucked on her pacifier hard and fast as she chuckled to herself that the fellow nurse couldn't tell she had a pacifier in her mouth. The thought of keeping this part of her life hidden made her feel both excited and a little nervous. When her shit was finally over Karen made her way back to her locker room. She took a few seconds to see if anyone was around but she knew that with shift ending most people would have left boy now. She opened her locker to get something before going home, but as she did she found a small piece of paper that was now lying in her locker. Karen became both alarmed and confused, as she didn't leave that there. As she picked it up and unfolded it, she was shocked to see it was a note with the words, "cute diaper. If you don't want anyone to know, come to the nearest bathroom. Knock at the last stall 3 times." Karen was scared, she was not sure who could have seen that she was wearing a diaper, she had been so careful. Karen was stuck and with nothing else to do she made her way to the bathroom. As Karen entered the bathroom nearest to her locker, her heart was racing, she was panicked and scared and unsure of what was about to happen. She stopped at the last stall and knocked 3 times. She waited for a minute before she heard the latch on the stall click and she was pulled inside and pushed against the wall of the stall as she heard the stall door close and latch shut. Pressed against the wall with her heart racing and with her pacifier in her mouth, she tried to say "please don't hurt me, please don't blackmail me" before she was spun around and was now face to face with her friend Jane. Jane put her finger up to her face mask and hushed Karen. "It is alright and don't be silly I have no intentions of doing any of that." Karen felt relieved at this news but started to panic as Jane reached out with her hands to yank down her scrub pants. Karen moved to stop her, but Jane smacked her hands away before warning her against such actions. "None of that now,keep your hands up." Karen had no choice but to comply and hold her hands up and out of the way as she let Jane pull her scrub pants down. Karen's eyes started to water as she now stood with her scrub pants around her ankles and her diaper fully exposed to Jane. "What a cute looking diaper you have on Karen." Jane Commented as she reached out and ran her hand over it. Jane notice Karen's eyes watering before speaking in a soothing and calming voice. "No need to cry Karen, I promise you that I won't hurt you. I could never harm you." As she reached out and wiped Karen's tears away she spoke again. "You are very brave for doing this here at work, I admire your courage and bravery." Jane reached up and took off her face mask before smiling at Karen. "It's just us in here, no need for these anymore." Karen hesitated to take her face mask off, which caused Jane to see her hesitation before asking with concern. "What is wrong?" Slightly mumbled by the pacifier she utters the words. "My Secret." Jane looked at her curiously questioned her. "What secret Karen, You can show me." Karen pulled her face mask away to reveal her pacifier.Before Jane could say anything Karen blurted out "You must think I am a freak now." Jane reached out andwrapped her arms around Karen pulling into a warm comofrting embrace. "Karen you are not a freak, I find it quite cute." As Karen snuggled in Jane's embrace and having been so full of fear, her bladder just couldn't handle it anymore and finally released into her diaper. The diaper was now visibly heavy and wet now and Karen had been unaware that she had done so yet. Aftersome time of standing in warm embrace with Karen, Jane let go of her before speaking softly. "Are you into more than just diapers?" She was clearly making obvious references to the pacifier that still filled Karen's mouth. Karen blushed and nodded slowly. "That is just adorable that you so shy, but I promise you there is nothing the shy about." Jane giggled slitly before going on. "Do you like girls?" Karen hesitated for a bit before mumbling "yes". Jane smiled at her before responding with a smile on her face. "so do I, Would you like me to be your Mommy?" Karen blushed some more and nodded again. Jane smiles once more as she let out a slight giggle at Karen's continued shyness before stating. "well, I best get my lil girl changed then huh?" Unaware still she has wet her diaper, Karen gave Jane a look of confusion before Jane reached out and squeezed her wet diaper and giggled slightly. Karen's scrubs were pulled back up and both women put their masks back on as they left the bathroom stall, holding hands briefly as they left the bathroom together. They both stopped at Karen's locker to grab the last spare diaper Karen had stashed away there along with the packet of wipes. Jane kept watch making sure no one was around before taking the diaper and wipes from Karen and tucking them under her scrubs shirt. Jane looked at Karen and said "let's go get you changed baby." Karen felt a rush of emotions, she had never dreamed something like this could happen. They both walked into an empty patient room, closing and locking the door. Jane Patted the bed as she looked at Karen with a warm smile. "Hop on up baby." Karen compled with her her new Mommy's order as she laid back on the bed, her heart racing as she knew what was about to happen. Jane set down the wipes and the diaper as she walked over to the dispenser for exam gloves. Karen watched Jane put on exam gloves, they were blue and the sound of the gloves being pulled on was crisp. When Jane had the exam gloves on, she walked back over to Karen and smoothly yet swiftly pulled down Karen's scrub pants to reveal the wet diaper. Before changing Karen's diaper, Jane slowly and gently rubbed her now glove-covered hands up and down Karen's wet diaper before giving it a few hard squeezes. This caused Karen to suck on her pacifier fast and hard because she knew what was coming. Jane starting to change Karen's diaper by first unding the tapes on the diaper and pulling it away from Karen's crotch. Taking the wipes in hand Jane begain to gently and sensually wipe Karen clean, before placing them in and pulling them and the used diaper away and balling it up. Jane then slid a fresh diaper underneath Karen and quckly and snugly sealed it in place, giving it a fre pats and squeezes for good measure, The entire time Jane was doing some baby talk as she changed her. Karen felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement as her friend, now Mommy, was changing her diaper. After the diaper change was completed, Jane pulled back up Karen's scrub pants before disposing of the used diaper and used wipes and dirty gloves. Jane turned to face Karen before asking "ready to go home baby?" and Karen responded simply "Yes Mommy."
  3. The Face Another early morning and already James is feeling angry and resentful. Ever since the unknown virus had entered his body and more or less disabled him he’s been getting angrier and angrier by the minute… even when he was asleep his dreams were all about him angrily doing something. The doctor’s regular visits over the past eight weeks had also angered him. The man was an absolute buffoon. What the hell did it mean - he didn’t know what the problem was? How could they not find something out from the seemingly never ending supply of blood that was taken from his veins? Was everyone at the damned testing lab incompetent? James had woken up eight weeks ago and found he could hardly move. His legs and arms were paralysed even though the rest of his body was working as normal. This had become a constant source of frustration for him. At twenty eight years old he had the normal urges a young man in his prime would have and as blood flowed to his penis he was thwarted in any attempt to relieve himself. The catheter they attached to take away his strangely greenish piss had done little to interfere with what became almost constant hard-ons. This wasn’t the cause of his angry frustrations but it certainly didn’t help. Then, because of a rather nasty infection the catheter was removed and he had to entertain the idea, as a twenty something, of wearing a nappy. He hated that piece of material. The nurses manhandling, the embarrassment of a stiff cock and not being able to do a thing about it, but worst of all was lying around in a wet and messed in nappy... just waiting. The nurse had obviously been in while he was still asleep and left a cup of tea on the bed side table… but of course he couldn’t reach it and knew he’d have to wait for her return so he could have the cup cradled to his lips as he sipped the lukewarm beverage. He’d tried to talk the old nurse into giving him a wank but she had retreated embarrassed and threatened to leave seven weeks ago. So now she only spent time with him when meals were to be taken, the doctor arrived, some medical exam or her sanitary obligations had to be performed. She had taken badly against James and saw her job of bringing relief to the suffering of those patients in her charge to be only medical and not recreational. Although performed with efficiency she completed each and every change with as little eye contact as possible. Once he’d returned from the hospital where the array of talented doctors had to admit to being baffled by this mysterious complaint James had spent the last eight weeks lying in his bed unable to move. Unbeknown to him, a few were of the opinion that it was something that was mental and his ‘virus’ was the product of his own imaginings. He had told them that on the night when this strange condition had taken hold of his body he had dreamed of a great wasp-like thing stinging him at the base of his spine and he’d woken sweating uncontrollably, in fear, a soaked bed and crying but unable to move. He had managed to scream for help but living alone it had taken a couple of days for anyone to hear his cries for assistance. So he’d had to live in his own piss and excrement for all that time, it was a situation he wouldn’t have wished on anyone. Now each night, and completely frustrated at having to rely on anybody else, the man who was a champion squash player… well in his works league at least… and on the front row of the local amateur rugby club… he wore the shirt with pride… fell asleep and his head spun with the weird dreams that occupied his nocturnal thoughts. It’s strange but… well… never had his dreams seemed more real. Never had such a strange and disparate selection of extraordinary, connived and utterly stupid electrons fused together in his brain to produce a panorama of madness and mayhem. Each dream seemed to outdo the last. He both feared and looked forward to his eyes closing and the dream merchants bringing on unbidden the bizarre and exotic… with the occasional erotic thrown in to seemingly mock him for what he was now unable to do. * He shouted for the nurse. The cup of tea was cooling quickly and he hated drinking cold tea. He’d learned that his requests to his nurse for anything normally fell on deaf ears until it suited her… she had her own routine and she wasn’t going to let the fact that he was paying to be cared for interfere with that. Even his nappy was only changed when it suited her. James hated the bitch but had come to rely on her. He gazed out of the window. It faced north so never actually got much sun coming full into his room but this particular early spring morning was glorious. He could see out into the fields and the morning sun lit them up and was bringing out the new green buds on the trees awakening from their winter’s hibernation. If he wasn’t in his usual bad mood he may have quite enjoyed the view… even the pale blue sky seemed to go on for ever without so much as a single cloud to spoil the view. Actually, as he stared out of the window he could see a small black ‘something’ on the far blue horizon. Perhaps it was a small flock of birds but he couldn’t quite make out what it was. He called for the nurse again, he really didn’t want to suffer cold tea again, and a very full nappy but she wasn’t in any rush to come to his assistance. He needed her to put the TV or radio on as well as he couldn’t control the controls. Annoyed and frustrated he returned to looking out over the peaceful sunny morning view… everything the same except that the black smudge on the horizon seemed to be getting bigger and he wondered if there was perhaps a fire burning off in the distance. He couldn’t make it out but shouted loudly again for the nurse to come to him. A voice called back that she was on the phone to the doctor and that she would be up in a minute. That calmed him down a little but he knew that cup of tea would be undrinkable now and that his nemesis would not think of brewing him another cup. It wasn’t like it was rocket science for God’s sake he’d think to himself, as he wondered if anyone of his team-mates would visit him today. He knew they wouldn’t… over the past eight weeks a total of… zero… zilch… bugger all… not one of those bloody self-centred bastards had taken the trouble to come and visit or call to see how he was. It was as if no one even missed the fact that he wasn’t around anymore. “Bastards every fucking one of them” he thought… he couldn’t wait for the chance to ignore them once he was in full health. He looked out of the window again. Hell that black cloud was getting larger by the moment. It put him in mind of a sight he’d seen on a television nature programme where a plague of locusts had swooped in on some poor foreign country and eaten the area’s entire crops leaving the locals starving. It wasn’t a nice image but he’d been enthralled by what nature could do if it wanted and there was bugger all Man could do to stop it. * As he thought these thoughts… the black cloud seemed to separate and peel away in different directions. “How amazing” James thought and was even more amazed as after a few minutes the two separate clouds changed direction again and came as two parallel lines towards his home. He still couldn’t make out what it was but saw that it wasn’t two solid black entities but a multitude of separate moving parts. It was a swarm but, he wondered, a swarm of what? Again his mind went back to the locusts and he thought he was witnessing one of natures little quirks manifest itself in his back field. Suddenly for some reason James felt uncomfortable. Sweat had begun to form on his forehead and his body was clammy under the sheets. His bladder gave way as the green brackish liquid filled his already pretty soaked nappy and his bowel tightened as he tried to keep from messing in his thick protection. Pain stabbed at his insides as he failed to hold himself in check and a brown liquid steam oozed from his backside as he gave way to the excruciating agony that gripped his belly. He mournfully cried out through clamped shut eyes as if for some reason he knew… he just knew… that something terrible was about to happen. He was scared to open even one eye as he tried to block out what was waiting for him should he dare to even blink his eyes open for a split second. His misery got worse and he could feel his eyes, by some strange and malevolent entity, being prised open. He fought as hard as he could… crying out “No No No” to no one in particular… but suddenly his eyes were open wide. He blankly gazed out of his window… but the field had gone, the blue sky had gone, his newly budding trees were gone but there, hovering were a mass of shapes moving around… themselves seemingly caught up in some terrifying current of air. Images of bodies being tossed around at random… darting skyward and then plummeting earthward filled the view from his window. James was scared and transfixed as this myriad of changing, dark, yet animated, images appeared to clamour at his window. The buzz clattered against the window pane and he could make out that they were giant wasps. Terror tightly gripped his chest as he made the connection between his waking dream and his illness. There, beyond the window, was the cause of his situation but now they’d returned in their millions. Then it happened. * The cacophonous sound in his head surprised him. His blood ran cold as he tried desperately to heave himself from the bed and hide. The noise seemed to be calling to him, this time louder and more demanding. He hoped it would be the nurse at the doorway telling him off for being such a complaining baby but there was no one around. His body temperature was dropping quickly and his breathing got more and more laboured. His cold breath creating a small cloud as he breathed out but his face was drawn once again toward the window. All those millions of wasp-like images had become a solid mass of ghostly figures, which then became one. A face. A face that was beckoning James. “Come” The word came again this time demanding and commanding him for the final time. * The nurse arrived in the bedroom to find her charge cold and dead. His eyes were wide open in terror and his mouth locked in an unheard scream. She couldn’t understand what had happened and rushed to telephone the doctor who only minutes earlier had told her that he thought he’d found a solution to their patient’s problem. She didn’t see the black smudge retreating back over the blue horizon. She didn’t hear the return of birdsong that had been silenced for the last few minutes and she never saw the final tear trickle down the face of her charge. James was indeed dead but his torment was just beginning. ***** *****
  4. Hello all! This is my very first original story! I hope you like it! Please feel free to leave comments/suggestions and what not! I'd love to hear what you have to say! As of Chapter 3 this story has 2 perspectives **** is shown to signify perspective switching. This is an experiment I'm doing to see if I can tell the story better this way. ====Chapter 1 "Just A Checkup"==== I was getting ready for a doctors appointment. It was 6am, but my doctors appointment wasn't until 1pm. Than why was I getting up so early, It's entirely due to the method of transportation I use. "Phone-A-Trip" a service that allows disabled people and seniors to go anywhere in the county for a mere $5 each way. I didn't have a car so this seemed like the most cost-effective option, especially when you consider ride-sharing apps like "Ryde" would cost at least triple that price. As the saying goes you get what you pay for, Phone-A-Trip would guarantee you get to your appointment on time or your money back. The way they did this however was by giving you a pickup time about 6 hours away from your actual appointment time, give or take. Today my ride was scheduled between 6:30am - 7:00am, this meant that I had to sit outside my front door for a half hour as Phone-A-Trip did not call you when the driver arrived, if you missed your ride you could be penalized and possibly lose access to the service entirely. Lucky for me I was ready and out the door by 6:15am. Once the Phone-A-Trip had arrived I paid the driver $5 and took my seat. There was only 1 other group of people on the bus so I assumed they would get me to my appointment early. I was wrong, I got to my appointment with less than 10 minutes to spare, the other group of people wanted to go to the complete opposite side of the county and Phone-A-Trip put them ahead of me on the queue because their appointment was earlier, even though my destination was on the way to where they wanted to go, I literally saw my drop off spot while we were driving and asked the driver if he could just drop me off. He replied with something along the lines of "I have to drop everyone off in the order they are assigned." I walked to the pediatrics clinic, which I had been going to for years and continued to go to. They already knew everything about my situation, it would've just been a pain to go to a different doctor who I didn't know. I barely trusted the doctors I had been seeing for years! No way I was just going to go somewhere else with people I didn't know at all and just trust them with handling my situation. The worst part about the pediatrics office was by far the Waiting Room. Nothing but kids running screaming and crying. There were some well behaved kids here and there, but the shear amount of misbehaving kids kinda outnumbered them, maybe not in size but definitely in noise level. I usually just brought a pair of headphones so I could listen to some Music on my phone while I waited. It didn't completely drown out the noise of loud children, but it helped significantly. When my name was called I received a little SMS alert on my phone saying "Daniel Kasar Berang the doctor will see you now please go to office #15 within the next 15 minutes." If you waited more than 15 minutes to report to the office you had to sign in again as they only had a few available rooms at any given time. I think a 15 minute wait is more than reasonable though, I know people who can't even be 2 minutes late after being called into see the doctor. I got up off my chair and started walking into the hallway where all the rooms were located I walked until I came across a restroom, at which point I stopped and paused to think if I needed to go number one or number two before my appointment. I sorta had an urge to do both, but these appointments weren't usually longer than 15 - 30 minutes. Ultimately I ended up deciding against it this time, besides I didn't want to be late and potentially be stuck in the waiting room for even longer and possibly never get seen for missing my original appointment time. I continued walking down the hall until I saw rooms number #12 #13 #14 and #15. I had never been to room #15 in my entire 21 years of going to this hospital, in fact I didn't know they had a room #15, they were recently doing a lot of renovations though, so it's entirely possible it's a new addition. I gave the door 3 good hard knocks just to make sure no one was already in there. I've accidentally walked into the wrong room before and it was very embarrassing to say the least, ever since then I've done this 3 knock routine and I haven't gotten the wrong room since! I slowly opened the door and walked into the examination room and I see a large hospital crib. The thick metal bars were not raised so the crib was more like a standard examination table. You could tell it was still a crib since the bars were still there touching the floor they just weren't raised. The room also had stuff like baby bottles, breast pumps, toys and other things scattered about the room. At first I thought I got the wrong room. I got my phone out my my pocket and went to go double check the text to make sure the room number was correct, sure enough it said right on the text "please go to office #15 within the next 15 minutes." As I stood there to ponder what could have possibly gone wrong I hear a knock on the door before it begins to open. "Hello Daniel My name is Emma I'll be your nurse this evening. Are you ready for your checkup?" She asked as she stepped further into the examination room. Emma was a tall woman with medium blonde hair, it went about down to her shoulders. She was wearing white nurses uniform which had 2 of the buttons undone, presumably to prevent her huge breasts from popping the buttons completely off the uniform entirely. She also had a baby's pacifier pinned to her shirt dangling right next to her nurses badge. "Yeah, I do have one question though. Am I in the right room? This seems like an examination room for infants not like the regular exam rooms." I questioned "I'm very sorry about that! all of our regular exam rooms are occupied, we're currently at full capacity. This room should work fine, but if you feel uncomfortable I can reschedule your appointment." She replied with a smile, obviously trying to make sure that I was as comfortable as possible "No no, I'm already here, I was honestly just curious is all." I said not even noticing I was staring at the pacifier clipped to her uniform. She looked at me and followed my gaze to the pacifier. "Oh this? Sometimes infants can get really fussy, this helps calm them down. I get a new one every time I get assigned this room with a new patient. I didn't actually know it was you until I was already wearing it." Emma explained as if she knew exactly why I was staring. "So shall we get started? Just come here and take a seat on the examination table." Emma said as she grabbed my hand and walked me over to the crib which I suppose doubled as an examination table. I sat down on the "exam table" and Emma began going through the usual steps. First she got out a stethoscope and pressed it against my back "Deep Breath Please." Emma asked politely. I Inhaled deeply and than gave a quick exhale, like anyone would after being told to give a "deep breath". "Careful now! You don't want to blow the roof off this place do you?" Emma teased with a cute giggle." After about 4 or 5 more deep breaths with the stethoscope she moved on to heartbeat. "Alright heart rate is normal, maybe a little fast but it's within the normal margin of error." She commented placing the stethoscope back in her uniform pocket. "There is one more thing I have to test before I can release you with a clean bill of health." Emma had a nervous tone to her voice as she said that. "It's nothing serious or anything, it's just a simple temperature. The issue is... we only have thermometers meant for babies, meaning.... it goes up your butt." "W-w-w-Wait! You must be able to get a thermometer from another room! That can't be the only option!!" I quickly stammered to try to think of any alternative. "Unfortunately it is the only option. The reason you got put in this room was because all the 'big kid' rooms were taken, so I'm afraid all the 'big kid' thermometers are currently being used for other patients." Emma replied matter of factly as she went over to get the thermometer and some lubricant. "I'll try to make it as painless as possible okay?" Emma said trying to comfort me. "Just get it over with. P-Please." I said, my whole body shaking slightly and my cheeks blushing bright red. I assumed the position on the crib, currently exam table. My asshole pointing upwards, overall just trying to make the whole thing get done as quickly as possible. Emma laughed "Maybe you do belong here after all." "That's not funny!" I growled. Emma got her fingers covered in the lubricant and set course for my butthole. "Here comes the plain! VRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM" She sounded out with her mouth, really drinking in the humiliation of the whole situation. I let out a yelp once the cold lubrication made contact with my butthole. Before I even had time to process what just happened I felt the thermometer enter through my back door without so much as knocking. "Eeep" I squealed. "You're really cute, you know that?" Emma started to count down from 30. "30, 29, 28, 27, 26." It felt like a literal eternity with this unwanted object just sitting there in my butt and if I didn't know any better I'd say Emma was enjoying every minute of it, judging by the huge grin she had on her face. "15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 10, 9" 'Did she just fucking rewind a couple of seconds?' I thought to myself. 'SHE REALLY IS ENJOYING THIS ISN'T SHE!?!?!?!' "5, 4, 3, 2.....5, 4, 3,...4, 3 2 aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand 1." she made sure to make those last few seconds the longest. I swear those last 5 seconds were longer than every other number of the countdown combined. Emma slowly started to move the thermometer out of my asshole just when it was about halfway out, she decided to push it back in. Which caused me to let out a slight squeal. I would've called her out on her bullshit, but It'd be pretty stupid to anger her, especially when she literally had me defenseless. After about a minute or two of her playing around with the thermometer, pretending to remove it before putting it back in and letting it sit for a couple of seconds and repeating the process over multiple times. She finally decided to stop joking around and took the thermometer out of my asshole, for real this time. "See that wasn't so bad now was it?" I swear she had the biggest fucking smug ass look on her face, she was practically getting off to this. I quickly pulled my underwear and pants back up, not wanting to have them off any longer than absolutely necessary. "Sorry I had to keep re-inserting it like that. The thermometer kept giving me a bad reading." she attempted to excuse herself. That's the worst fucking excuse I've ever heard of! "Yes, it was exactly that bad." I sulked. "Aww come now, don't pout!" Emma went over and got a couple pills and a cup of water. "Here take this, you have some irregularities in your vitals, nothing serious but these should get them back to normal." Emma handed me the pills and the class of water. I reluctantly took the pills and washed them down with the cup of water. "Those pills will make you feel pretty tired so I recommend laying down for a few minutes, we'll sort everything out after the effects wear off." Emma gently pushed me down onto the exam table so I was laying instead of sitting. Instantly I started feeling the effects of the pills kick in. I didn't get much sleep last night anyway, so I decided to close my eyes take a quick snooze. ====End of Chapter 1==== I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter of my very first public story of this type! Let me know if you enjoy it and want me to make more. I had a pretty fun time making it! Remember this is my very first public story, so go easy on me! Hope it was worth your time. Look forward to potentially writing more chapters. Feel free to Modify, Remix, Redistribute this story in any way you like. So long as it remains publicly available and free you have my official permission. Some credit in the modified, remixed, redistributed would be nice, even something as simple as "Original By Kasarberang" would be greatly appreciated, but that part doesn't matter that much to me. I think these terms are more than reasonable. Just A Checkup ~ A Kasarberang Story
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  7. This is THE very first story I ever published on the web back in July of 1998. It first appeared on wetset.net in the early days of discovering my different fetishes weren't mine alone.
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    [b]Une solution réelle[/b] pour les adeptes des cadenas et contraintes. Vous commandez un cadenas mais il est livré SANS la combinaison. Fessestivites vous envoie la combinaison par email à la date et à l'heure que vous choisissez. Le top pour les ABDL qui ne trouvent pas de nurse sévère

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    [b]Une solution réelle[/b] pour les adeptes des cadenas et contraintes. Vous commandez un cadenas mais il est livré SANS la combinaison. Fessestivites vous envoie la combinaison par email à la date et à l'heure que vous choisissez. Le top pour les ABDL qui ne trouvent pas de nurse sévère

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