fetish stories and histories

All characters in this story are over the age of 19, the story focuses in part on abdl with the use of diapers, crib, highchair, a bottle and a pacifier but all characters retain their age again and do not regress. The items mentioned above are comforts, no age change is suggested or should be deprived from this story. Any honorific's used like Frau Schimmel and Gordon are again only honorific's and not suggestive of age play. If this is not your thing please do not read....

Alan felt his heart race as he sat in the doctor's waiting room. He couldn't believe that he was doing this.
He was the only person sitting in the waiting room, apart from the young receptionist, and he was very thankful for this. Alan had spent hours online reading endless articles and watching countless videos, and had consulted several 'specialists'; all for nought. He had a serious problem, and he needed professional help....

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It was easy to put the days of soreness behind me, though I will always remember how kindly Mistress cared for me as I recovered. It felt so strange and uncomfortable to have her tend to me, so I was very glad once I was on my feet again, and even more so once I could properly serve her and tend to her house once again....

Vysi approached Elise on a Saturday night. It did so because it was bored. Despite what most humans would think, being the God of Breasts was not particularly exciting.
Vysi was certainly a powerful deity. Throughout all of human history, breasts had always been of great significance - because infants fed from them, yes, but also as symbols of fertility, beauty, sexuality... Indeed, Vysi could lay claim to worship of immense magnitude - but still, it was bored....

You flop onto your bed, the springs groaning beneath you as you kick off your shoes with a half-hearted grunt. The room is dim, lit only by the bluish glow of your phone screen as you unlock it, muscle memory guiding your fingers straight to the dating app you swore you'd delete a week ago.
You start swiping, more out of habit than hope, smiles too perfect, bios too bland, eyes that never quite meet yours even through the screen. A parade of strangers blurs past, none of them sticking....

Introduction
I'm a predator and a chubby chaser. A fatty fucker if you prefer. The technical term is adipophilia, literally "love of," the philia part, "body fat," the adipose part. It's a preference, a fetish if you will, so common it has been studied and assigned its own acronym, FA for Fat Appreciation. Those who disapprove of my taste might call me a "hogger," or a "pigger," the farmyard references suggesting that there's something wrong with me. That the women I prefer have something wrong with them...

Ellie thought she had seen it all until the Hendersons came to stay at the Manor Hotel. Now 23, she had worked there on and off since she was 18, first during her gap year and then during the vacations of her three-year university course in History of Art. Then, finding it difficult to find a graduate job, she had been there full-time again for the last year. She had much bigger ambitions, but it would do for now....

This is just a story of young teen boy who falls behind on his rent. This is just a story not any real events the boy is eighteen and consensual age!
Themes of Ebony Femdom with toilet play and sex with older ebony woman with teen white boy.
The both people in this story are living in Atlanta.
The teen boy-...

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Arriving home, making sure the house was tidy, and having a nightcap together before bed seemed so normal that it was almost surreal. When I ran an inventory of the day in my mind, trying to capture all that I had experienced and been a part of, it was difficult to believe that it had all happened, but it had, and to me....

This is just a story of young teen boy who falls behind on his rent. This is just a story not any real events the boy is eighteen and consensual age!
Themes of Ebony Femdom with toilet play and sex with older ebony woman with teen white boy.
The both people in this story are living in Atlanta.
The teen boy-...

Nadia is 33. She is a black, soft-spoken woman. A little nerdy -- a bookish vibe, thick glasses, box braids half-up. A girl next door type with that's polite and unassuming. Maybe she's blends into the background a little too much. But she does her best.
She works in IT support at a local college. She just drifts between contracts and side gigs making ends meet. She's not entirely passionate about her work. It gets the bills paid and she's able to buy a few nice things. That's really it....

Quick note for the second part: This part may not be a real "fetish story" for some. It is more or less an explanation / continuation of the story. Only in the next and at least last part of my vacation story, it will be more explicit and more about the actual diaper fetish. Please understand, as I said before, my first three stories about the vacation and my first points of contact are stories and I have not/will not invent anything extra. Depending on how I have the courage and desire, I will tell more st...

Everyone in my stories is 18 and takes part in what they do willingly.
Hello, my name is Becca. If you have read any of my works, you know that I am a 3rd generation prostitute. Notice I said "prostitute" not "whore." We were taught a whore is cheap and just wants to get their "john" off quickly and move on to the next suck or fuck....

This story is purely fiction, all characters and events are fictional, any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. The story contains oral sex, M/f sex, WMAF, heavy raceplay, humiliation, male chastity, cuckolding, and creampie. This is a simple story about a white guy going to Asia for a business trip and his sexual encounters. I know Asia is not a country but I don't like to get into the specifics. Most of my stories are based on East/Southeast Asian girls. This is a continuation of...

Edgar was weak, and he knew it. If being strong meant doing without Miss Crenshaw's nipples in his mouth or the touch of her hand on his cock, however, he'd prefer to stay weak. Even now Edgar's organ began to stir in his pants as he drove to Miss Crenshaw's house, knowing what was coming.
Karin Crenshaw was Edgar's supervisor at the Lovely Lacey Lingerie Company where he was a salesman. For months after starting there he'd lusted secretly for his boss, steeling glances at her long lithe legs, her perfec...

Last night was a short one, my eyes were glued to my phone's screen, I was doing my "Research" which was searching for the terms "Femdom" and "Smoking" on the popular porn sites. I was not only interested in what I saw, but also in the comments. I was so curious to know what the viewers liked so much about it. It was like a fantasy movie, where a door to a new world was opened to me. The things I read and saw turned me on, my nipples were hard, my clitoris swollen and my fingers sinking into my wet pussy mo...

I still remember the feeling when I saw her the first time. It wasn't just surprise -- it was that sudden rush, a kind of thrill that hit me straight in the body before the mind even caught up. One moment I was adjusting my son's bag strap, the next, my gaze had locked on a woman across the road who didn't just stand there -- she claimed the space....

Part 2 of my first story "Panty Obsessed Slut Gets Surprised" Its recommended you read that story first.
I'm Kelsey, and I'm a panty addict. I'm a dirty panty thief and I love sniffing, licking, and wearing used panties. I've recently been exposed to my husband, Ben, about the greater details of my fetish after he brought a dominant mistress into our home. They degraded me and exploited my panty fetish to turn the night into an unforgettable experience....

I can feel his breath on the back of my neck. It is calm, even. A warm breath that creeps into my skin, like a little extra hug from the inside. I'm lying in his arms, the movie is only playing on the side. Timo and I hardly say anything - and yet there is so much between us. His fingers brush lightly over my forearm, almost as if by chance, but every time they do, I feel this tugging in my stomach. I snuggle closer to him, snuggle under the blanket. It's soft between us, warm, somehow... different. The dia...

Chastity fail.
This is a work of fiction. Everyone in the story well over 18.
My wife and I were watching some TV one evening, she was already in her pajamas, I was still dressed when our doorbell rang. We weren't expecting company and our kids have keys and can let themselves in when they come visit....

This is a cuckold wimp story. If you're looking for the husband to fight back and win, you are reading the wrong story. The wife and her lovers will face no negative consequences for her actions. This story will eventually have forced bisexuality and feminization. If these things will offend you, please read another story....

[Some names have been changed to ensure privacy. All characters are 18+]
I wonder about findoms. If you haven't heard of it, the term stands for "financial dominant." It involves two parties: one with the sex appeal and the other with the money. The idea is simple: the findom accepts money from the sub, which gives the sub a sort of gratification....

Daniel's phone buzzed in his pocket for the tenth time that week. Another photo from Lena--this time, her sunhat tipped low, sunglasses hiding her eyes, bikini bottom to the side, a teasing smile playing on her lips as she lounged by the pool. "Miss having my little pool boy around," the caption read....

She stood at the edge of the bed, towering above me in black lace and leather, long dark hair tumbling over her shoulders, eyeliner sharp enough to cut. Her heavy, stompy boots hit the floor with delicious weight, her lips curved in that wicked smile that told me I was exactly where she wanted me, on my knees....

part 1
I love spanking.   I love all aspects of spanking.   I love being spanked. I love spanking someone. I love reading about spanking. I love it when you 'happen on' to a spanking.   I love it when you hear a threat of spanking.   I love the humiliating aspects of spanking.   I just love everything about it.   When I married my wife, Heather five years ago, it was one of our silent vowels.   When we spoke our "I do's" there was a moment of silence between them that we both knew meant to spank and be s...

One of my hobbies is geocaching. If you're not familiar, it's a kind of game where people hide a container somewhere public, and then they post the GPS coordinates. People get those coordinates and then go try to find the container. The containers often contain some small trinkets that finders can trade their own trinkets for, and each has a logbook to sign to prove that you found it. geocaches can be hidden in many different places: built-up urban areas, parks, or out in the wilderness....

Author's note: This story is alluded to in my story "Applied Latex 101" and takes place in the same setting. It was originally written as part of that story, but became so long that I felt it was too much of a distraction. Nonetheless, I liked it, so I decided to expand upon it and turn it into its own story....

As I stood there in the preparation chamber, I almost second-guessed myself. Having myself permanently sealed in latex for the rest of my life was, after all, an enormous commitment, but there had been too much planning, too much preparation to quit now. Plus, I knew deep down that it was what I really wanted. I hadn't gotten off to anything else since I made the decision to do it almost two years ago....

Chapter 1 - Dominatrix Is Demoted
Boredom can be a difficult emotion to handle.
I drum my fingers on the table, slouching in my chair with a sigh. The play party around me is going full steam ahead, but I can't seem to muster any enthusiasm to join in.
Normally, I'd be in the thick of it, but tonight, everything feels dull and uninteresting. The spark is missing. I'm just not in the mood....

Mothers, sons and babysitters.

Chapter 01 (F+f/mm, spank, humiliation)
Anna's husband died five years ago in a car accident, when Tim, their son, just turned eighteen. The shock of the sudden loss hit very hard on the poor kid. Already a shy and introverted boy, Tim's physical and psychological growth seemed to have slowed down even more after the accident. Having inherited his mother's beauty, he was a looker, with a well proportioned body, but he was shorter than most guys his age. He didn't hav...