Diaper Dimension Scene 241

“What are you doing with this?” I asked, flapping the Little Voices pamphlet up at my co-worker. Janet sighed. “Clark, maybe you should sit down.” “No thank you,” I said. My tone was harsh and stern, even if my words were courteous. Janet looked away, avoiding eye contact. “Mind if I sit down?” I really […]

Tapped Scene 1

Eleven year old Peter watches his older sister Sally practising her tap dancing in the back garden, and noticing he’s intrigued, offers to teach him some steps. “Now the basic steps are…” his sister demonstrates, and Peter tries his best to do them. “That’s really good Peter.” she says after ten minutes. “No it isn’t… […]

A Short Protest Scene 1

“So what’s this I’ve heard about a protest tomorrow?” Toby’s mother asked when he arrived home from school. “Something to do with the boys not being allowed to wear shorts…” “Errr, yeah… some of them are going to wear skirts tomorrow.” he replied. “So they claim anyway.” “And are you going to be involved?” “No.” […]

Last Summer Scene 90

When she was done, Bobby got up and she instinctually patted him on the bum. He turned and smiled, then fell in to her with a huge hug. “Thank you for understanding,” he said. Joan watched him leave the room and began to softly sob. About halfway through the movie, Bobby seemed to be nodding […]

Babyward Scene 76

  Brie finished with a sigh of relief, and dropped the cloth beside the soggy diaper. Turning she grabbed one of the clean diapers, and quickly had it taped around Jinny’s waist. “You’re too big of a baby for just one diaper. Maybe you need two.” Brie stretched the second diaper over the first, pressing the tapes […]

Who’d be a Boy? Scene 26

  A call comes over the waiting room’s communication system. “James to reception.” It says. James stands with an apathetic grunt. He grabs and pulls the hem of his short tunic as he faces a large mirror, making sure it hangs straight over his hips. He quickly tidies his already tidy hair, tucks his bag […]

Visiting Granny Scene 18

For another hour Peter sat in shame, dreading what tomorrow would bring. Another day in a dress for sure, he figured. But that’s preferable to this, he told himself as he looked down at his frilly white nightie, so short it left his pale thin legs entirely exposed. The triple elastic of nappy, rubbers and […]