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...

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...

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 resta...

Platform Switch

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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 ...

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 ...

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 a...

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 an...

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 sexu...

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 now...

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 ou...

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...

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...

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 exper...

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....

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 discussi...

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 wan...

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 wo...

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 ...

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...

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 ...

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. T...

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 h...

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 ...

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 se...

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, “An...

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. ...

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’ ...

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 ...

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 ...