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Thorn177

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Thorn177 last won the day on November 2 2015

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  1. Thank you! That's very sweet. Here's the next chapter. ———————— Chapter 3. For the next week, Sammy continued to wear his pull-ups in the daytime as well as at night. Friday at school, he was glad he did. He was sitting in Math, focusing on a problem in his work book when suddenly, without warning, he peed. He’d been so focused he hadn’t even realised he needed to go. He cut it off almost at once, looking around as if someone might have noticed, though his classmates were focused on their own work. Now he knew he had to pee, and had let out a little already, t
  2. Content warning: sexual content, slightly dubious consent —————————— Chapter 2. The music was loud. Sammy stood in a corner with his fifth beer, looking around at the crowd. The party was at Janie’s house, a rich classmate whose parents frequently travelled. Greg would never have let the boys have a party at home, and their house was too small to accommodate one anyway. He had to admit it had been a nice evening so far. He’d talked to Robbie and a few friends, had some drinks, watched the dancers, but now it was eleven and things were getting loud and rowdy. He left
  3. Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying it. I'll put up the next chapter tomorrow or so.
  4. Wrote this over summer. There will be seven chapters total. Incest isn't normally my thing, but neither is age play and yet here we are. lol! I hope you enjoy it. —————————— Chapter 1. Sammy woke with a start and found that he was peeing. Rather than trying to cut off the flow, he let it happen. He was wearing a pull-up, after all. He sighed. It was the third time this week, and it was only Thursday. He no longer wet himself every night, though he wouldn’t bother getting up and going to the bathroom if he needed to pee when he woke up. He’d been having the same dream as
  5. Hey everyone! Thanks for your comments! Sorry I haven't updated. I went on holiday and then life happened. lol! But here's the next chapter! CW: Messing ———————— 10. Monday, Caiden was given a personal hall pass so he wouldn’t have to ask the teacher every time he had to go to the bathroom. His teachers were all informed. Tuesday morning, he had a stomach upset and, thanks to the pass, just made it to the toilet in time. As he sat there, though, he suddenly found himself almost disappointed that he’d made it, and that Victor wasn’t there with him. He shook his head. Wha
  6. I really like this! You write well. I hope you keep writing it!
  7. Thank you! I'm glad you like it and that you can relate. Here's the next chapter! CW: sexual content —————————— 9. Victor woke at dawn. Cold morning light came in through the gap in the curtains. The room was warm, so they’d kicked the blankets off in the night. Caiden lay on his side, facing him, still sleeping soundly. Victor smiled. He kissed Caiden’s forehead, but the other boy didn’t wake up. Caiden made a sleepy noise, a little whimper followed by a sigh, and suddenly Victor heard a hissing sound. He looked down. It was coming from Caiden’s diaper.
  8. 8. When Caiden was done showering and had put on a fresh diaper, he got dressed and left his locker room. Victor was waiting for him outside, just like he’d said he would. ‘All done?’ Caiden nodded. ‘Yeah.’ ‘Okay, let’s go to the nurse. You haven’t let the school know about all this yet, have you?’ ‘No.’ Caiden sighed. ‘I was gonna wait until after I’d been to see the Gastroenterologist, but maybe I should.’ ‘Now’s as good a time as any. I mean . . . you don’t have to tell them about the diapers.’ ‘Guess not,’ said Caiden. They were at the nurse’s office now and h
  9. CW: sexual content —————————— 7. Thursday, Caiden returned the essay to Max, as promised. He was pretty sure he’d written a decent C-essay. He’d kept some of Max’s misspellings and been sloppy with the conclusion, drawing a few inferences that weren’t really there but seemed like the kind of thing Max might think of if he actually took the time to do the work. ‘Got an essay for History due next week,’ said Max when he got it back. ‘The Civil War one. I want you to write it.’ Caiden raised an eyebrow. ‘From scratch?’ ‘I’ll get you some notes tomorrow,’ said Max. ‘
  10. 6. ‘You’re being awfully quiet,’ said Victor. ‘You okay?’ They were walking home together again. Caiden had not had any accidents at school and was still wearing the same diaper he’d put on that morning. He frowned. He hadn’t told Victor about his encounter with Max, or the half-finished essay of his he carried in his bag. He wondered if he should, but in the end, he said, ‘I’m fine. Just a lot on my mind.’ ‘Seems Max didn’t tell anyone about Friday.’ ‘Maybe he’s worried we’ll tell the teachers he beat you up,’ Caiden suggested. ‘Or he’s saving it to blackmail you or s
  11. Thank you. I'm glad you like it. Well, I guess I can't refuse now that I know people are actually reading. Niche subject or not, it's fairly disheartening when you get no feedback (positive or negative; I'll happily take constructive criticism) at all, which was why I decided not to post any more of it. I don't go online just to talk to myself, you know? Guess that sounds needy, but if an author gets the feeling no one actually wants to read what they write, there's not much point in sharing it. I'm glad you like it, though! That's motivated me to post some more.
  12. 4. ‘Anybody home?’ Caiden called as they entered. ‘Mom?’ There was no answer. ‘Guess we’re alone,’ he said to Victor. ‘Guess so.’ Victor gave him his crooked smile. Caiden swallowed. ‘I . . . I should go change,’ he mumbled. ‘Just . . . make yourself at home.’ He took the stairs two at a time to his room. The wet diaper was starting to get uncomfortable now. He closed the door behind him, got out a fresh diaper, and started to undress. There was a knock on his door. ‘Caiden?’ ‘Yeah?’ ‘I was just wondering . . .’ ‘What is it?’ ‘I’m . . . kind of curious.
  13. CW: Bullying, transphobia, brief physical violence 3. The school day was almost over, and so was the week. It was Friday. Caiden sat in his History class, and he really had to pee. He’d had a lot to drink at lunch, as it was late August and hot outside, and hadn’t been to the bathroom since. He’d felt it a little when he sat down, but figured he could hold it until the end of class. He glanced at the clock on the wall. Fifteen minutes to go. Caiden wriggled a little in his seat, trying to get comfortable. He seriously considered asking the teacher if he could go to the bathroom.
  14. CW: intentional misgendering, transphobia, homophobia 2. When Caiden had come out at school, he’d been granted a private shower and cubicle to change in, adjacent to the boys’ locker room. He knew he was lucky. Transgender kids in other parts of the country were forced to change and shower with the wrong gender. Not having transitioned medically yet (he was on puberty blockers, but really, they were too little too late), changing with the boys didn’t feel right, but neither did changing and showering with the girls. So the school had accommodated him. He used the boys’ bathroo
  15. This is a story I've started working on in my spare time. Probably gonna post more as it comes. May add more tags as I go. Hope you enjoy! ————————— 1. ‘Caiden!’ He turned his head as he heard his name and saw Victor running up to him. ‘Hey. Where were you earlier? You missed English.’ Caiden tried his best not to blush. ‘Yeah. Sorry. I . . . wasn’t feeling well.’ He looked down and mumbled, ‘Stomach upset.’ Victor frowned, now caught up and walking alongside him. ‘Again? Didn’t that happen last week too?’ Caiden nodded. ‘Yeah. In Math.’ His friend made a fa
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