Wingzero225

Hey folks, its been a few years since I wrote anything, so I'm gonna do little meaningless short stories with no continuity and just for fun. This one will star my cyborg character named Jacob Walker, so enjoy and any feedback you have for me would be greatly appreciated. ~~~~~ Jacob was having a busy day. Some nice lady in his neighborhood offered him a good sum of money to clean out her attic, not to mention he was allowed to keep anything he wanted if she didn't want it. It had taken a few hours, sweeping, dusting and reorganizing things while also going out of his way to load up a truck outside with anything getting donated to charity.

There once was a young boy named Mark, who was a very naughty boy. Even at the youthful age of nine, he had already earned himself a reputation as the meanest, most demanding and selfish kid in his neighborhood. His hair was dark brown, his eyes ocean blue, and his attitude spoiled rotten. Whatever he wanted, he kicked and screamed until he got it, even going so far as stealing toys from other kids. Anyone new to the neighborhood quickly learned that Mark was not someone you ever wanted to see. Not even Christmas, the most giving time of the year, was exempt from the child’s greed. In fact, it did nothing but worsen his unending desire

Disclaimer: This story contains AB/DL scenes.        It wasn't like any other normal day; the weather was lovely and the sun was shining, so it was no surprise people were getting ready to cherish such a rare occasion by enjoying their day in the outdoors. One couple in particular, Miles and Sadie, were extremely excited...or perhaps, only the latter was. She was in the kitchen browsing on her phone, kicking her feet happily, as she waited for her boyfriend to get dressed. It wasn't everyday that she wouldn't be supervising him getting ready for the day, but Miles was insistent he was a big boy and he could dress himself; Sadie obviously di

                                  My Little Diaper Boy            "Blake come on we've got to get going or you'll be late," Blake's mom yelled down the hall."I'm coming," Blake said shutting down his computer. Blake was ready and he got in the car. "Are you excited?" Blake's mom asked. "No I'm not," Blake said trying to ignore his mom. "Come on it's your birthday and were going out," Blake's mom said. "Fine," Blake said annoyed.            Soon they got to Blake's favorite Italian restaurant. A waitress sat the down at a table and in a few minutes she returned to take their orders. "I'll have the Chicken Fettucini Alfredo," Blake said."OK