Lady Lucia

The Babysitter, Part 51

I was stunned.

Offended, too. The girl who was so much of a brat that her parents hired a babysitter who specialized in particularly difficult girls, stealing my name? I still had no idea why she was here, either. There was no way she was conveniently coming over to play video games with Paige and company. Although unless they had s...

The Tutor, Part 65 (End of Arc One)

“Wait-” The quiet protest slipped out half a second after the bedroom door clicked into place. I doubted that Annabelle heard it or, if she did, she wasn’t coming back in to entertain my request or chastise me for speaking out of turn.

When I got into the cage, I hadn’t expected her to just leave. Then again, I hadn’t real...

The Weekend Visit, Part 37

I still couldn’t believe it. 

Though I couldn’t exactly deny it, either. With every step back to our table, it was as if the diapers were sagging heavier, persistently reminding me of what I had just done. At an upscale restaurant, less than 60 seconds away from the bathroom door, with my sister right there as a witness.&nb...

Platform Switch

Hey, everyone--

I'll be posting Chapter Nineteen of "The Step-Sister" on my SubscribeStar today. 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.

For those that might not have seen my mass mes...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 56

Amelia was no closer to escaping the web Ashley had spun; if anything, she had only managed to tangle herself up further. Her trip to the library had caused her to miss a tutoring session, and her attempt to win over Summer for the sake of securing a phone had resulted in all kinds of trouble. Four infractions from a prefect, plus the rep...

The Conference, Part Four

All I could do was ask the same flustered question as before. “What- Larissa, what are you doing?” My eyes definitely lingered on her bare form for a moment before I managed to avert my gaze. I shouldn’t look, right? If this was all an extreme game of her own design, I’d only be playing into her hands by staring at her fucking bom...

The Babysitter, Part 50

The car ride back was so awkward.

Noelle didn’t have much to say to me, and I had to deal with the mortifying sensation of sitting on what felt like a dirty sponge. No longer sagging thanks to how they were no between my backside and the leather seat, the pull-ups clung to me in all kinds of uncomfortable ways. Despite everything ...

The Tutor, Part 64

Speaking my decision was one thing. Following through on it was something else entirely. 

The kennel before was daunting, though obviously not quite as daunting as going down on a girl when I still hadn’t yet sorted out my sexuality shift. And since I was constantly in a mental state where I subconsciously wanted to both impr...

The Weekend Visit, Part 36

How was this happening to me?!

I always anticipated some degree my body’s usual habits getting disrupted by travel, new routines, etc. However, I had never dealt with anything this dramatic. Daunting urges coming out of nowhere; so much less self control than I usually had. And yet, despite how Kate had taken this well be...

The Conference, Part Four

Any other girl.

Any other girl, and this would be going down differently. It didn’t help that she was fucking gorgeous from the neck down. As Larissa stepped back and let the water run over her hair and face to round out the rinsing process, I finally allowed myself to give her a quick once-over. I knew her body type ...

The Babysitter, Part 49

Noelle looked a little surprised.

Maybe she expected the same song and dance about how I was actually a girl named Alyssa, and was the same age as my step-sister. To be fair, that was the plan, now that I had someone who could verify my real identity. Instead, she was bluntly told about my daytime accident by Ruby. Not...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 55

“Ashley!” Amelia hissed, “This isn’t funny any more.”

As if it was ever funny to begin with. While it was no doubt amusing to Ashley as she tricked and manipulated the petite interviewee into registering as a student and going so far as putting her into a uniform and letting her stumble through orientation without real...

The Tutor, Part 63

For a second, I didn’t believe what I was seeing.

I knew the whole Master/pet (or Mistress/pet, now that I was constantly being seduced by Annabelle) dynamic was a thing some people enjoyed. Though I wasn’t that experienced sexually compared to some of my peers, I also wasn’t naive. I had heard about collars and o...

The Babysitter, Part 48

“So, what happens when you have to wear your diapers to class?” Ruby asked, “That skirt might hide them decently well, but a leotard definitely won’t.”

I would have preferred silence on the walk towards the picnic table. And while I didn’t plan on letting myself get baited by Ruby’s teasing, I couldn’t help but p...

The Conference, Part Two

It all started a few minutes after we arrived in our shared hotel room.

Between being on the same flight and the same shuttle, I already needed a break from Larissa. Not that we had conversed that much, aside from briefly discussing how we were going to split up responsibilities at the coming meetings and presentations. Since we...

The Weekend Visit, Part 35

Ordering wasn’t quite as quick or as simple as I had hoped.

When our server came over and greeted the family that he clearly already knew, as well as acknowledging and asking about me and Kate, Aunt Miranda told him that she wanted to wait until we were all here before getting started. Until our uncle arrived, we were apparent...

The Tutor, Part 62

Annabelle’s emerald eyes were piercing as ever.

Maybe it just felt like that as I gazed up at her, after she had absolutely rocked my world. I wasn’t smitten or anything like that, though I definitely couldn’t deny that I would leap at the chance for a second round if she offered it.

Physical. That’s all it was. Sh...

The Babysitter, Part 47

Wetting myself on purpose was not an easy task.

On paper, it should have been simple. Considering the reason I had stepped into the bathroom in the first place was because I had to go, it’s not like I was in a situation where I had to relieve myself like I sometimes would before a long drive even if I didn’t actually feel th...

The Conference, Part One

Author's Note: This new erotic story will be a M/F pairing. Just a disclaimer, as the rest of my exclusive stories have been F/F so far.

Corporate higher ups can be so ignorant sometimes.

This conference was supposed to be huge for me. A surefire way to solidify myself as an integral asset to our departmen...

The Weekend Visit, Part 34

It turned out that my guess was correct. Our relatives apparently had a membership at a nearby country club, which wasn’t particularly surprising considering how they seemed to live in a more affluent neighborhood.

As we pulled into the parking lot, I continued to feel ridiculous about both my outfit and the fact that I was si...

The Step-Sister, Chapter Seventeen

It took Claudia a moment to process what Sara was telling her.

Nessa was leaving. Because of a bet, because Claudia got off right in front of her, because whatever. The reason wasn’t even important. Nessa was leaving. Though Claudia had seen her walk out of the room and heard her exit the house, it still didn’t feel...

The Babysitter, Part 46

I was still trying to wrap my head around what was being demanded of me.

Ruby wanted me to wet myself. WET MYSELF. In the middle of the day. Here and now. In public, and also right in front of her. It was one thing to have an overnight ‘accident,’ which I was still 99% sure wasn’t an accident at all. Considering...

The Tutor, Part 61

Any lingering reservations and hesitations I was holding onto were absolutely shattered when Annabelle started driving me towards the edge.

She wasn’t teasing any more, either. I could barely breathe as she worked me closer and closer to the peak that was now my sole focus. My hips lifted off the sofa and thrusted towards her,...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 54

The list of infractions Amelia was given was embarrassing to listen to.

She had been retrieved by a prefect named Scarlett. The girl was professional enough as she wrote Amelia up, but was similar to Maxine in that she didn’t seem interested in letting anything slide for the new girl. Especially after what Amelia had been caug...

The Babysitter, Parts 1-45

Part One

The Weekend Visit, Part 33

Of course, Kate didn’t simply let me put the dress on myself. Instead, she told me to lift my arms, then proceeded to fuss over me every step of the way until the pink, flowery thing was settled on my body. “Cute,” she said, “And it covers your diapers. What do you think, Annie? Is this the one?”

Thinking about outfits...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 53

Amelia had been so concerned about cameras, other students/prefects, and how this might all play out if XYZ happened when she returned, that she hadn’t considered what would happen if she ran into an actual authority figure. Because it was Saturday, the office was closed and there weren’t many staff members around save fo...

The Babysitter, Part 44

The picnic was about as awkward and uncomfortable as I expected.

Normally, I made a point to keep my distance when Paige’s friends were around. Yet here I was, sharing another meal with them on top of all the ‘quality time’ from the previous evening. Noelle’s presence hardly helped. Even behaving as closely to my real se...

The Weekend Visit, Part 32

The dress followed the theme of pink I had been dealing with ever since Kate first grabbed those pull-ups off the shelf.

Though plenty of redheads looked good in the color, I knew from experience that it wasn’t flattering on me due to my annoyingly youthful features. As for the outfit Luna was holding up, I was more interested...

The Teaching Assistant, Part 52

Amelia reluctantly undid the bra, but was quick to hold the cups to her chest the moment they were loosened. The plain cotton felt noticeably different from the expensive material and cut of her usual lingerie; still, she’d take just about anything over being totally bare above the waist while outside.

She so badly wanted to s...