A story of novella length or shorter.
Jenny awoke to Clarissa lifting her legs. Whenever she woke up, it was because someone was changing her diaper or because she was coughing until her throat hurt. Brooke coughed nearby. It seemed as if she and Brooke had always been in bed together. Jenny couldn’t remember a time when she wasn’t so sick that …
To Monserrat’s annoyance, her track coach’s prediction about the flu came true, with fevers picking off her teammates left and right. In an effort to preserve enough of the team to make the next track meet, Marge had shut down practice and ordered the team to run in their neighborhood or at the park. When …
Getting to Princeton had been every bit as nerve-wracking as Jenna had feared. Anxieties compiled upon anxieties – the plane flight was the third one in her lifetime, she was by herself meeting new people, she’d never been to the town of Princeton before, and she had to speak at a gathering of mathematicians. Complicating …
The ABDU undergraduate library was a haven of warm wooden panels, natural light, and book smell. Monserrat was enjoying a rare moment of studying within the bounds of her hectic life. It wasn’t enough to be an engineering student; she also had to play sports. On top of both, she had a highly demanding job …
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26 Monserrat regarded her girlfriend over their cups of coffee. It was never bright in The Black Drop, tucked as it was into a half-basement under the historic city hall building. With the sun down, it was especially dim. The many support pillars that separated tables in the coffee shop each spot in it’s own …
It was a beautiful spring day on the ABDU campus. The birds were singing, the breeze was perfumed with flowers, and Jenna was sitting on a bench in a diaper. Obviously, she wasn’t in just a diaper, any more than she would have been on a bench in only her underwear. The diaper was remarkable …
Monserrat looked at the bright orange cylinder in her hand and skeptically up at her track coach. “Coach – Airborne, really?” Marge had stopped her on her way to the locker room, where Monserrat was excited to trade her school athleticwear for less-sweaty athleticwear. Getting out of the lurid school color scheme of pink and …
The heat was no longer content to increase slowly. Day by day, the sun dried out the Spring damp – until the baked-earth smell of Summer was as present in Jenna’s mornings as the coffee brewing downstairs. Anymore it seemed to Jenna that Winter quarter at school was really in the Spring, and that Spring …
Monserrat hunched over her laptop in her fancy lavender-lace underwear, her mind only half engaged with the website she was filling out. The rest of her attention was on For a simple civil ceremony, there were a lot more people involved than Monserrat had initially envisioned. Her first idea was to have only her polycule …
“Rise and shine, wedding girl.” Niusha’s words sent a euphoric tremor through Jenny’s body. A smile spread across her face as Niusha stroked her hair, she curled up around her babysitter, still cocooned in her blankets. “Ushy, it’s not until tomorrow.” Jenny sleepily nuzzled Niusha’s knee. “And it’s not a big wedding, it’s just a …