Lady Lucia

Platform Switch (Monthly Reminder)

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I just posted Chapter 23 of "The Step-Sister" on my SubscribeStar. However, Patreon has hidden previous sections of the story on this page due to the content within. I don't want to risk posting another chapter when the story is likely flagged at this point.

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The Babysitter, Part 58

I still wasn’t fully convinced that this was real life. This couldn’t actually be happening, right? To use the pull-ups in such a way, at my age . . .

There was really no time to exist in denial. I needed another shower, which Noelle would absolutely ask about if she caught me rinsing off so soon after the previous...

The Weekend Visit, Part 42

Author's Note: This was supposed to be up on Tuesday. Sorry! All the more reason to switch to my SubscribeStar, but I'll still endeavor to parallel every post on here. Thanks to Kal for letting me know that this part slipped through the cracks this week.

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At first, I di...

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Seven

Everything we say.

Bridget wasn’t just exerting her own gentle dominance on me; she was turning my attention back to the fact that there were two of them in the suite with me, now that I was now longer distracted by kissing her.

Rather than waiting for me to reply, she stepped back and separated from me complet...

The Conference, Part Nine

For all I knew, I had been lying there for hours by the time Larissa returned.

It wasn’t the most uncomfortable position, for what that was worth. The real discomfort was the fact that I could only adjust so much with how my arms and legs were tied to the corners of the bed. Otherwise, the bed was soft enough, and lounging on my back was...

The Babysitter, Part 57

Passing gas on purpose was already a tall order when I was in such a precarious state, and that was only compounded by the fact that Paige specified that she wanted it to be ‘better’ than the previous one. I wasn’t even sure what she meant. Louder? Longer? She and her friends were the crass ones that acted like boys sometimes, not m...

The Tutor, Part Six

It wasn’t technically a kiss.

My lips were against Bridget’s lips, but there wasn’t a trace of pressure for it to count as even a peck. It was different from the way Annabelle teased me. Rather than pulling back and making me chase, Bridget merely existed in place against me, not taking any initiative of her own despite how in...

The Weekend Visit, Part 41

At least she didn’t say ‘spread your legs’ this time. It didn’t matter if it was a directive that was clearly regarding the position I needed to take for a diaper change; there was no way to hear that phrase from my sister without feeling uncomfortable.

This was the first time I was more dolled up for the demeaning process. ...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 59

It was Ashley.

Amelia wasn’t sure who else she had been expecting. She was assuming that Summer and company didn’t know which dorm room was hers. Maybe a prefect was coming by to give her a lecture after the events from earlier? In the end, it made sense that Ashley was checking on her, no doubt to make sure that Amelia was sti...

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Five

Objectively, sure. Holding still was a simple task.

Except when the last girl in the world I ever expected to be exposed in front of was inching closer and closer to my bare breast with her touch. If her words weren’t enough, she was also pinning me in place with her gaze as well.

Bridget’s hand was on my right side, and I...

The Babysitter, Part 56

I didn’t want to squat.

That was such a weird request on Paige’s part. Well, more of a demand, or an ultimatum. If I didn’t go along with it, I would have wasted all that time and effort in her room. I didn’t love the idea of getting into such a position while my body was sending me signals that had become incr...

The Conference, Part Eight

“Mmm mmph!” My attempts at a response came out muffled and completely unintelligible. Thanks to the ball gag, my tongue was restricted to the point where I really couldn’t form a coherent sound.

Larissa wasn’t actually leaving me here like this, was she?! Despite what she was saying, and the fact that I was handcuffed and t...

The Weekend Visit, Part 40

There wasn’t any time for me to process the realization that everyone was aware of my underwear situation despite everything I had done to keep that from happening. Because I also had to deal with Kate’s question about the diapers.

How could she ask that? We both knew full well that they were more than just wet. So, what did she...

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Four

Topless. Practically naked, really, save for my thong.

It was a miracle my hands didn’t spring back up halfway to cover myself. Somehow, despite my blush and persistent confusion, I managed to drop my arms all the way to my sides. And then I waited. Annabelle was the one in charge here, even when Bridget’s unexpected presence ha...

The Babysitter, Part 55

The girls decided that Violet and I would play together, so she could keep teaching me along the way. As we loaded in and I was given the healing character from a few minutes ago, the dark haired girl informed me that she had set it up so I wouldn’t have to worry about anything but moving about and using my abilities. Great. Honestly, I...

Platform Switch

Hey, everyone--

I just posted Chapter 21 of "The Step-Sister" on my SubscribeStar. However, Patreon has hidden previous sections of the story on this page due to the content within. I don't want to risk posting another chapter when the story is likely flagged at this point.

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The Teaching Assistant, Part 58

There was no student ID to be found in Amelia’s binder.

At first, she just thought she was looking in the wrong place. Her first instinct had been one of the pockets in the front or back, after which she scoured the rest of the thing. Nothing. The more she searched however, the more sure she was that what she needed was missing. 2024-06-04 19:03:52 +0000 UTC View Post

Annabelle & Bridget, Part Three

Annabelle was on top, just like she had been with me.

The major difference was that she and Bridget were still fully clothed. They had only left the bedroom a minute ago, yet they were already thoroughly into things. Annabelle was straddling Bridget. Bridget had one arm wrapped around the girl above her, while her other hand gripped...

The Babysitter, Part 54

Three of the girls had controllers in their hands. They were focused on the TVs of various sizes that were set up along the wall that Paige’s was mounted on, and all of them were too engrossed in whatever game they were playing to notice me.

Violet was the only one not currently playing. She was lying on the bed, propped up on he...

The Conference, Part Seven

Fuck. Me.

I immediately succumbed to the warmth and wetness of Larissa’s mouth. The fact that I was blindfolded only heightened my awareness of the sensations below, and also served to help me disassociate from who I was doing this with. Admittedly, there was some hotness to doing this with a coworker, though there was still the r...

The Weekend Visit, Part 39

Our aunt continued speaking to me as if I were a child. “Diapers are no excuse for this kind of behavior, Annie,” she said, “Now, can I trust you to act like a proper young lady for the rest of the meal, or should I make other arrangements for you?”

Other arrangements like what? It didn’t matter. Focusing on Aunt Miranda...

Annabelle and Bridget, Part Two

Meredith

Bridget.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

The thought of anyone but Annabelle seeing me in the cage I was currently locked in was daunting enough. Before I had fully processed the fact that she was calling someone into her bedroom, however, I met eyes with Bridget.

What- How? Why ...

The Babysitter, Part 53

Miley’s face was back to a more neutral expression by the time Noelle looked up. No trace of the smug taunting that was there a second ago.

“What’s up, Alyssa?” Noelle asked.

Again, such a jarring experience finally hearing my name from the babysitter, yet without her knowing that the two red haired girls before her we...

The Conference, Part Six

I’m not sure ‘fun’ was the word I’d choose.

Obviously this was amusing from her perspective. Our dynamic had shifted so dramatically, and so quickly. For a fleeting moment, I thought I’d be able to take advantage of her boldness and potentially fuck her from behind. My own form of ‘revenge’ for the girl who had been su...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 57

The tutoring session actually wasn’t terrible.

It felt like Evelyn was only there to teach; nothing more, nothing less. Amelia had initially been worried, as Ashley had mentioned that she and Evelyn were friends. Of course, it stood to reason that not everyone would be at Claire’s level. Especially since keeping a secret like th...

Platform Switch (S-S, Part 20)

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I just posted Chapter Twenty of "The Step-Sister" on my SubscribeStar. However, Patreon has hidden previous sections of the story on this page due to the content within. I don't want to risk posting another chapter when the story is likely flagged at this point.

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The Babysitter, Part 52

As usual, it was obvious that Noelle didn’t trust me.

The only thing she had left for me to wear below the waist was pull-ups. I guess having the skirt in the privacy of the bathroom would have given me the option to go commando if I really didn’t want to wear the padded underwear. In her eyes, this was probably the simplest way to ver...

The Tutor, Arc Two: Annabelle & Bridget

Author's Note: I'm still trying to come up with a suitable title for this arc. Comment your suggestions below!

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Bridget

I’m not a mastermind.

Opportunistic, however? Absolutely. With some devious tendencies as well.

The truth was, I had put Meredith out of my mind. ...

The Weekend Visit, Part 38

Kate definitely wasn’t joking.

When I looked at her in hesitation in regard to her latest immature directive, she merely met my eyes and gave me a subtle nod before returning to the conversation the others were having. Due to my perceived age, I had already more or less been left out of most of the discussions that didn’t involv...

The Conference, Part Five

Aside from the way I had stumbled and fallen onto the bed, I thought I had played most of this situation cool after deciding to lean into it instead of letting Larissa fluster me with her nudity and advances. That is, until I saw the metal cuffs dangling from her hand.

She had clearly decided this was going to happen ahead of time, as why...