Hey Guys,
So I’m in the creative mood and wanted to start my own story!
I want to preface by saying I’m not creating a short story, this is intended to be quite a long one and will take a very long time to flesh out. Also, I’m not a skilled writer, this is in fact my first novel so please forgive me for any improper grammar or writing issues. (WordPress messed with some of the formatting :S)
The story will have topics including romance, abdl , hypnosis, diaper training and possibly more as I see fit.
I’d love your comments, suggestions etc.
So without further ado, I present to you “Her New Life”.
CHAPTER ONE
From Humble Beginnings
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Ugh, Kate thought as she was suddenly brought back to reality, her eyes straining briefly soaking in the dimly lit apartment room she called home.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Groggily, Kate reached for her phone which rested upon the top of her oak bed frame. *Click* Kate’s phone had finally ceased from it’s seemingly endless monotone warning. Thinking to herself, “First victory of the day”.
Laying in bed Kate reflected upon the dream she had just awoken from. In the dream she remembered meandering through her local town’s garden market with her friend from work, Kyle. They were laughing for no apparent reason, happy, while the sky was lit in a explosion of stars. It felt so real she thought to herself as she smiled. They were good friends, but Kate had no further feelings past friendship for Kyle. Still she wondered, why out of all the people did he pop up in her dream?
As Kate’s eyes adjusted to the lifeless and dull room she stretched and started to lethargically arise from her tiny apartment room. The room was small alright, having only enough room to fit a bed sideways her bed touched wall to wall. Behind her bed was a jammed closet full of clothing, accessories, a few books, and her personal stash of pens & art pads. This apartment was her parent’s last gift to her, rather their way of saying it was time to move out.
Clumsily Kate arose from her bed, her feet touching the dirty & abysmal stained carpet the previous tenants had left her. She reached for the light switch, as the electric current lit up the single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling by something that reminded Kate of a fishing line, her room’s colour came to life. The walls which were once white now stained yellow from tar reflected back to her. Upon the walls were a few photos her vacation, when she was eighteen. Kate stared at the photo of herself, the innocent girl in the photo smiling standing behind a serene park in England.
Those days were simpler she thought, how much easier it had been. Kate was born in Richmond, Virginia to the loving parents of Robert and Amber Lin. Their parents who thought it would be coy named her Kate. Kate Lin had grown up a single child, her parents had raised their daughter the best they could. Her father, Robert, was a paediatrician, and a successful one at that. He was loving, but his work had kept him out of her life growing up. Amber was an elementary school teacher, in fact her mother had been her teacher back then. How embarrassing that had been.
Kate grew up like any other girl, her teenage years had been spent hanging with the other wall flowers. She was a bright girl, and her friends who knew her best would say she was warm but childish. Art was Kate’s passion, she loved it. But her lack of ambition had caused her to fizzle out into the nothingness in life. After high school, Kate had enrolled in an art school and dropped out within her first semester. She was lazy, and had wanted to just spend the day at home on her computer. And so she had done so, until she was twenty. Her parents who had finally had enough of her, angry that she refused to do anything to better her life decided to kick her out.
On that day Kate had decided to finally leave her parents house after spending the last three weeks dwelling inside to go out and see a movie with friends. This only after her friends wouldn’t stop harassing to see her. She came home to see boxes outside her parents house, wondering what her parents had ordered and why they had not taken the packages inside as it was already past five and they had been home from work. As she was walking up the small driveway she noticed the boxes were her belongings, her clothes! “What was going on she thought, have my parents gone nuts!?” Her parents were waiting in the living room, Kate’s temper vanquished immediately with the stern and vehement look upon her parents faces.
“Kate, we’ve had enough!” ,”You’re twenty years old and all you do is sit at home watching tv or playing on your computer.” Her father had said. Tear’s started to roll down Kate’s eyes as her mother although quiet had that agreeing look upon her face. “You don’t have a job, you’re lazy, and you are not doing anything with your life. When we were your age, both your mother and I had already moved out on our own.” Lividly, Robert handed Kate a key she had never seen before. “Your mother and I have purchased you a small apartment and paid for four months rent, after that you are on your own kiddo.” They loved her, and she knew that. But Kate also took to heart what they had to say, she just didn’t think they this would ever happen to her.
#
Turning to the mirror hanging upon the other side of the wall, Kate’s eyes met with her reflection. The mirror returning a rosy-pale 4’9 young woman with long auburn auburn hair highlighted with a ruby red reflection. As Kate rubbed her eye’s still trying to fully awaken surveyed as the reflection of her hazel eyes followed down her baby blue babydoll nightgown. It’s white flowery pattern and cute motif was one of her favourites ended just below her waist. Twinkling, Kate grinned as she sheepishly pulled up her nightie to reveal an adult pull up which was Dry.
Kate was an ABDL, she had been so since she was young, and while she had no idea that others out there were like her growing up it was a part of her she loved. Her little desires had started when she was young, and while she could not remember exactly when she could remember when she was six the time Kate had been with her mother to visit their aunt Jasmine. Their Aunt had a daughter who was only four and still potty training, Kate had a strong desire to take one of the many diapers strewn about the place. She remembered putting it in her box of toy dolls, fearful of being caught but eagerly awaiting to come home to wear it.
As she grew older Kate still had those desires, they had never left. She thought she was the only one in the world who dreamed of being a baby, wishing she could still be in diapers and kept it to herself. Afraid that sharing something in her mind so childish would put her in the freak category with all her friends. That was until she was fourteen had made a web search while at home which changed her life forever. She found there were intact others! Plenty of them too, and it made her smile to realize she was not alone in this world after all.
Stripping off her clothing and pull up , Kate meandered out of her room debating on whether a shower or breakfast was more important. “Shower First”, Kate thought, and opened the tiny shower door adjacent to her room no bigger than English phone booth. Quickly turning the water on, she heard the obnoxious groaning of the pipes and outdoor water heater coming to life. Shower’s here were never perfect, on a good day you had maybe three minutes of hot water and on a bad day, the neighbors had used all the hot water which left you with a frigid mount Everest experience. With a grin, Kate quickly showered happy that it had been a good day feeling the hot water revitalizing her body.
Walking back to her room, Kate dreaded this part the most. Finding something to wear in a closet which felt like a tuna can. Kate rifled through various clothes and chose a striped black and white t-shirt, a pair of curvy blue jeans, bra , and a comfy pair of knickers which she had not worn this week. Today she had to go to work at Malones. Being a waitress had perks, for one it was an easy job which she did excel at but she most enjoyed not having to wear a uniform.
After spending more time getting ready, Kate readied herself for another long day with little breaks. A grumbling in her stomach told her it was time to get some Breakfast. The Apartment’s kitchen was like something out of a Steven King’s horror film. It had been ages since the kitchen had ever received any form of tender loving care. The kitchen was small, had a small metal stove which had a knack for being one of the most difficult things to cook on. Kate’s prized possession was the free Microwave she had picked up on a community website. After microwaving the instant oatmeal, with bowl and spoon in hand, Kate grabbed her things and walked towards the door.
Time to Seize the day!
Kate’s chariot awaited, a 1992 volvo gti teal in colour awaited her outside. It was wasn’t much, but she was proud of the fact she bought it herself. On the way to work Kate was tactfully able to eat her oatmeal and drive while also juggling with making sure her makeup was ok before getting out of her car and joyfully walking through the door of Malones.
