Littleland
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"Then, on Tuesday, her usual therapy day, the phone rang. The voice on the other end sounded concerned.
"I'm concerned." confirmed her therapist. "When we last spoke, you didn't seem to be doing very well."
She glanced around the room at the piles of laundry and week-old banana peels. It was true, Vanessa hadn't been doing well.
"I'm assembling a group of patients to send to the Park." Continued her therapist. "I think it would be a good idea if you a part of that group."
And that was it. Vanessa joined the group and boarded the train headed for the Park. She didn't like to say no to Dr Nora, and she had become extremely weary of bananas."
This edition contains the first ten chapters of LittleLand. It follows the beginning of Vanessa's journey to "The Park," a mysterious, hidden location where those with treatment resistant mental health are sent for alternative therapy. Dressed in a "mandatory outfit," and assigned a group, Vanessa is given to the care of a stern, yet loving android named Miss Mia.
She, along with the other members of her group, must navigate the particulars of her new world.
This story contains themes of ABDL, ageplay, spanking and more. If this offends, please do not read.
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"Are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" It was a man's voice I didn't recognize and the greeting caught me off guard. "I-I'm sorry? What'd you say?" I asked, holding the phone away from my ear as if staring at it would bring another person on the line. "I said, are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" He repeated. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed, feeling nervous. "I-uh...I think I have the wrong number?" "No one deliberately dials this number just to say that. Spread your legs and touch your pussy. I want you to finger yourself and place the phone between your legs. Let me hear how wet you sound." He said, voice lower now. More demanding. I had to catch my breath. In a shaky voice I managed to get out "No, I'm serious. I really do think I have the wrong number." I sat up and glanced around my room. The walls here weren't thin, they were thick and the rooms were placed further apart from each other. Still, I was paranoid that someone might've heard the conversation. "Oh-Jesus. I'm so sorry. Are you sure you have the wrong number? This hotline isn't in public phone books. It's listed in erotica and p*rn magazines." Oh god..... _________ It's the winter of 1983 and 19 year old Ayelani Mayer, a college freshman is preparing herself for final exams. She, instead, accidentally dials the number of a sex phone operator named Michael. A 25 year old single man living across states who fulfills the fantasies women have until they cum. Ayelani was in need to vent and stress relief. She found it elsewhere other than the schools hotline. And that was Michael teaching her how to have sex and fucking her so hard that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. #4 in sugardaddy! 08/06/25 #1 in mjperv! 08/24/25 #1 in moonwalker! 08/28/25 #1 in mjfan! 09/26/25 #1 in thriller era! 10/03/25
Perfect Preparation
The day before Kaila's eighteenth birthday she fails to get into the club with some of her friends. Her small size caused the bouncer to turn her away. But what happens when the dark walk home leads to feelings of being watched. The paranoia follows Kaila, but thinking she's being irrational-she brushes it off. Little did she know that feeling was of deep importance to what was about to come. *Part I of the Colden Series*Kumpleto
The Duchesses
Aurora opens her eyes only to feel the agonising pain in her body. That is to be expected when there has been an accident. It's excruciatingly painful. Aurora groans in pain and pulls off the blanket, taking in her surroundings. It is more appropriate for a hospital interior design to look to the mediaeval era. Not shabby, but more on the extravagant side. The nurses' attire, on the other hand, appears odd. Someone said out of nowhere, "Her Grace, please wake up! Call the doctor right away!" Aurora approaches the mirror and looks at the woman with deep red eyes in it. The woman had blonde hair that, while a little messy, flowed perfectly over her shoulder. Her fair complexion lends her an ethereal appearance. Not to mention that her outfits make her look like a noblewoman from a historical series. She pinches herself, only to realise that the blonde woman staring at her is herself. A thought struck her mind, as she utters her first statement in this world, "Fuck me". Medea has finished her work, but she is still unsure how to fix all of the messes. She hasn't been herself in a long time, and it's bothering her. The throne seems so far away, and the weight of the burden grows heavier with each passing day. A letter from the Imperial Palace has arrived, instructing the Duchess to look after the House of Smith's Duchess of Light, Natalie Wilson Smith. As an evil scheme was about to unfold, she smiled wickedly. 'This is my new card.' p/s: I can't find the original owner of the photo of the cover, if you know or you are the owner of the cover. Please let me know, so I could credit your arts. With love 🥰Kumpleto
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⚠️ Content Warning: This book contains mature and potentially distressing content, including: • Sexual content and explicit intimacy • abuse and trauma • violence • Mental illness • Power exchange dynamics (BDSM, DDLG - between consenting adults) • Language and themes intended for a mature audience (18+) SUBMIT. Alice moved to London for a quiet restart: college, endless cups of tea, journaling, and trying to heal from a past she'd rather forget. Falling in love, let alone with her intimidatingly severe new boss was definitely not part of the itinerary. Their first meeting is a disaster on a rainy London sidewalk. He's cold, arrogant, and dripping in designer disdain; she has zero patience for men in expensive suits. A verbal sparring match later, she thinks she's seen the last of him. Except on Monday morning, he's sitting at the head of the boardroom table. What to expect: Tropes: Boss/employee, slow burn, forced proximity, soft dom with a devastatingly protective streak. Themes: Emotional safety, deep healing, high heat, and tender obsession. Aesthetic: Rainy city nights, candlelight, plushies, and quiet, detailed, seasonal domestic comfort hiding underneath the tension. The real question isn't whether he'll fall for her-it's whether she can survive the way he makes her submit.
Step Into The Sun
This story includes spoilers to Dear Evan Hansen. If you have only listened to the musical, I would advise you to read the book in order to fully understand what is happening here. ~ "Connor? Are you even listening to me?" Cynthia asked. Connor lifted his head a bit and Cynthia sighed, her grip tightening a bit as she took a deep breath to try and calm herself down a bit. "Sorry." Connor mumbled, sitting up. "It's okay, just...I hope you know that this camp will really help you." Yeah right, isolating me away from my phone and the only person thats really cared about me. Fantastic idea, Cynthia. Connor thought. "Your father's been really worried after that...incident with the locker at your last school." Cynthia said, glancing at her youngest child in the backseat. "And Zoe, stop drawing on your jeans. Those are nice clothes you're ruining." "I'm not ruining, just...decorating." Zoe said, using a simple ink pen to scribble messy stars on the cuffs of her jeans. If Larry cared, he would've taken off work to drive up with us to this stupid camp. Connor thought, grumbling. "Can you do that for me, Connor?" Cynthia smiled, putting her hand on Connor's knee. Connor quickly snapped back and he looked at his mother through his thick hair that often hid his eyes. "I...yeah, I can." Frick what did she say?! Connor panicked inside his head but kept a blank expression. - (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.Kumpleto
His Little; My Kitten | Completed
Allison "Allie" Heart is twenty-five and has a really good relationship with her parents and friends. Though her body is a little different and she has some mental things to overcome, she's overall a happy little. Yes, Allie is a little. She's never found "the one" to be her daddy dominant. Well, that was until the night of a storm when she reunited with a childhood friend and meets someone who absolutely adores/cherishes her. However, there are more twists and turns than Allie expected to the relationship, although none were bad. But the guy she adores seems to be hiding something that tears him up inside (or used to before Allie came into his life). What's he hiding? And is it as terrible as it seemed to be, or is he just simply blaming himself needlessly? And when an old tormentor comes to town, can Allie overcome her past? __________________ WARNINGS: Straight romance (manxwoman) Intersexual female (male and female genitalia) 18+ Smut Daddy Dom/Little Girl (DDLG) Mommy Dom/Little Girl (MDLG) Caretaking Gay characters Childhood bully trauma Good warnings: Fluff and cuteness (lots) Good friendships and family Therapy __________________ This story will have gay characters in it, so if you don't like that, please don't read. This story also does NOT sexualize real littles as Allie will always be in her adult mind when anything naughty happens with her lover. This book also includes the sharing of taking care of Allie as a little, which is unconventional in DDLG/MDLG stories, but this is my story. If you don't mind any of these things, I hope you enjoy my work! ------ This cover was made with an cat illustration (that I edited slightly) with no copyright on it from Pixabay and elements from Pixlr through its photo editor. I make no claim on the art, but I do on the design of the cover.Kumpleto
"Are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" It was a man's voice I didn't recognize and the greeting caught me off guard. "I-I'm sorry? What'd you say?" I asked, holding the phone away from my ear as if staring at it would bring another person on the line. "I said, are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" He repeated. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed, feeling nervous. "I-uh...I think I have the wrong number?" "No one deliberately dials this number just to say that. Spread your legs and touch your pussy. I want you to finger yourself and place the phone between your legs. Let me hear how wet you sound." He said, voice lower now. More demanding. I had to catch my breath. In a shaky voice I managed to get out "No, I'm serious. I really do think I have the wrong number." I sat up and glanced around my room. The walls here weren't thin, they were thick and the rooms were placed further apart from each other. Still, I was paranoid that someone might've heard the conversation. "Oh-Jesus. I'm so sorry. Are you sure you have the wrong number? This hotline isn't in public phone books. It's listed in erotica and p*rn magazines." Oh god..... _________ It's the winter of 1983 and 19 year old Ayelani Mayer, a college freshman is preparing herself for final exams. She, instead, accidentally dials the number of a sex phone operator named Michael. A 25 year old single man living across states who fulfills the fantasies women have until they cum. Ayelani was in need to vent and stress relief. She found it elsewhere other than the schools hotline. And that was Michael teaching her how to have sex and fucking her so hard that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. #4 in sugardaddy! 08/06/25 #1 in mjperv! 08/24/25 #1 in moonwalker! 08/28/25 #1 in mjfan! 09/26/25 #1 in thriller era! 10/03/25
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