Chapter 51: How I Met Cassie “You’re a cocky little shit, aren’t you?” I stopped on the cobblestone courtyard just outside of the ethical philosophy building. Not five hundred feet away was the classic statue of the blind Amazon woman with scales of one hand and a cradled infant in the other. The words beneath […]

Chapter 50: Lay of the Lunchroom I was last in line on the way to lunch. It might have been a form of mercy, considering my earlier freakout. It might have been seen as a childish penalty due to perceived ‘fussiness’ earlier that morning. Heck, it might have just been because I was the last […]

Chapter 49: Clearing the Air It was a strange scene. The lights were off ( as they usually were), but it was hardly pitch black. The school standard slatted blinds were hardly sun proof, and whirring sensory nightlights lit up the ceiling to compliment the shafts of errant sunlight highlighting patches of floor. So while […]

  It’s not like Ivy had wrapped her arms around me and stuck her tongue down my throat. She didn’t try to make me grope her or flash her tits at me or grab my junk. Had she been as young as she acted, it would have been kind of cute. Yet… So many emotions: […]

  “Clark! Look at me! I made a pony!” The block construction looked nothing like a horse. It was however sturdy enough to hold up the ragdoll. If I hadn’t known any better, I’d have assumed the jutting in the back that propped the doll up was on purpose. “That’s nice Ivy.” Was it just […]

Chapter 46: Off-Center “This is our schedule,” Ivy told me pointing to the painter’s stick hot glued to the far wall. “It tells us what we’re gonna do an-” “I know, Ivy,” I interrupted. “I know.” Ten painter’s sticks were glued to the wall. A strip of fuzzy Velcro going from top to bottom. At […]

Hand in hand in hand we walked out of the cafeteria and through the empty courtyard of Oakshire Elementary’s open campus. I grimaced with most every step. I’d never had to walk around with a messy diaper, but my head was on a swivel for other reasons besides the newfound mass in the back of […]

Chapter 44: The Most Traumatic Meal of the Day There’s a big difference between breakfast service and lunch time in an elementary school cafeteria. Lunch time is organized. Every class has its own scheduled time and it’s own scheduled table with teacher assistants and cafeteria monitors keeping a close eye on the students. Students want […]

Chapter 43: Just Like The Little Kids I felt the two fingers pull back my pants, checking my diaper. Last time this had happened, I had the instinct to be very still. To freeze. To blush and slam my eyes closed in shock. To be a good and scared Little Boy and hope the big […]

Chapter 42: Perversions of Old Rituals The sun wasn’t up yet when I got to school. Just like always. I wasn’t yawning, though. I’d had nothing to eat or drink since my highchair feeding the night before, but I was more awake than if I’d chugged fifteen espressos. My head was on a swivel. To […]