#Ream Stories

[paddedlittleparadise]

When Words Have Two Meanings (Ream Teaser)

Little Andy's about to go to a birthday party for his fellow Little! But unfortunately, he's having a hard time convincing his Mommy not to interpret the party's theme in a very embarrassing way…

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"Nno- Mommy, no! It- it's not that kind of par-mmmmphhh!"

Into Andy's mouth the giant spoon went once more, forcing yet another wad of oily, gritty mush deep into his half-choking throat. He gulped, straining in his high chair, his hands waving helplessly as he muscled the icky goo down. He knew this taste all too well: the taste of laxative-laced oatmeal. But before he could even recover, his wife Lila – affectionately known to him these last four years as Mommy – gave a knowing chuckle and drove the spoon into the half-empty bowl for a fresh load.  

"Oh, sweetie, hush! Don't tell me you really know better than Mommy now? You said your Little friend's birthday party is a wet and messy party, right?" Lila's green eyes twinkled, and deep between his messy lips went the loaded spoon again. "Now I can't speak for Charlotte's Mommy, of course. But any adult with half a grain of sense will know that, when it comes to two big babies like you, "wet" and "messy" can mean one thing and one thing only…"

She giggled over his gurgling protests, merrily oblivious to his discomfort. "You're my little stinker, after all. Aren't you? My sweet little super-soaking pampers packer. And if that's what Charlotte's Mommy wants this party to be about… well, we need to make sure you're primed and ready!"

Of course Andy tried to reason. But reasoning with Mommy wasn't exactly his strong suit at any time – and least of all now in this hapless position, locked in his chair, wearing his night-soaked diaper, and being forcibly spoon-fed his gooey breakfast. So he let out a sticky sigh… and down the hatch it all went.

After that? Down too went the contents of his one-liter bottle. Because, after all, Mommy cheerfully informed him that if he didn't drain it all quickly, she simply wouldn't have time to change him. And, well… rocking up to his Mommy's friend's house in a swollen – and probably by that time leaking – night diaper wasn't exactly on his list of favorite things ever.

"Hmm… you really think it's a party for messy play? Like finger painting?" Mommy was smirking now, glancing brightly backward from his closet full of onesies, shortalls, and diaper covers and giving her now freshly double-diapered husband a wink. "In that case, maybe I should just leave you like that: in nothing but your diaper. Surely it's better not to get your pretty clothes dirty…"

"No, no, it- it's okay," Andy hastened, his stuffed and already gurgling belly giving a little flip-flop of fear. "Please, I- I wanna wear something! I- I can stay clean-" Oh, he did! How embarrassing to show up with this waddly, stuffer-filled monstrosity of a double diaper on display for everyone to see?!

At that, Mommy let out a triumphant laugh. "Such a silly little thing," she reproved, tugging one of his newest onesies over his head and beginning to guide his arms through the sleeves. "Well, never mind that. At least this one will be appropriate no matter what! Oh… but of course my baby can't read!" She giggled anew, her fingers dexterously snapping the taut fabric shut around his bulging crotch. "See these words on the front? They say, "Mommy's Little Messmaker! And isn't that exactly what you are, sweetie?"

Well, Andy would have let out a disconsolate bleat of dissent. But Mommy was already stuffing his pacifier into his mouth and bending down, her lovely cleavage full on display within her sundress, and planting a warm kiss on his forehead. "Well, aren't you adorable! Now let's get going. It's an hour to your Little friend's house, at least – and we can't keep sweet little Charlotte waiting on her birthday!"

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Want to read the mortifying end to this little story – along with many, many other one-off, multi-part, and commissioned stories? We'd be delighted to see you over on our Ream (i.e., the Patreon that's NOT run by bigoted assholes). Lots of steamy, femdommy, diaper-y, BDSM-y, sissy-y goodness awaits! 😁

[zackprincebooks]

“You know, Elmshadow has a cousin if you want me to put in a good word for you. He’s very handsome, and a satyr like you! He works in architecture, so he’s got biiiig muscles.” Bellemarie puts down her knife and kiwi to flex her non-existent muscles. “Probably gives great hugs, if you know what I mean.” “That is quite thoughtful of you, Bellemarie. But I am not interested in courting at the moment.” Honeysuckle cuts into the next strawberry a little harder than he needs to. Even a casual fling would be more than Honeysuckle could handle; he could not bear the affections of another when he cannot give it back without thinking of Adorian. It wouldn’t be fair to them, and it wouldn’t be fair to Honeysuckle. He would court Adorian in the blink of his long eyelashes. Honeysuckle would write love poems and serenade Adorian underneath the night sky, where the moon will be their only witness. Even she would turn her blushing face away at the sight of Honeysuckle’s ardor for his god.

Honeysuckle is one of the senior-ranked butlers in the Daydream Quarters, home to Adorian, the God of Love. He takes his duties in the Daydream Quarters very seriously, despite the teasing of his fellow staff members.

But Honeysuckle's work is all to win the attention of Adorian himself. Just a smile, a wink, the sound of his very name from Adorian's lips is enough to make Honeysuckle's legs weak. One day, Adorian will notice Honeysuckle's devotion to him...

And that day is today.

7k words of soft smut and romance, set in a mythological fantasy world. Cream and Sugar drops on 2/8, just in time for Valentine's Day! Get it on Itch and Smashwords!

Want to read before you buy? Cream and Sugar will drop on my Ream page for followers on 3/8 and then for public readers on 3/15.

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[riverkaplan]

Everyone wants a college romance. But with your roommate? Well, that's a little messier.

Moises

My parents were beyond clear: keep your grades up or you’ll be lucky to go to a community college. And if meeting their standards doesn’t leave me with time to date while I’m at Albemarle, fine. Textbooks are more interesting than Tinder anyway.

Only, I never counted on my social butterfly roommate making me his pet project—or how infuriatingly hot his cocky smiles are. I know that school should always come first, but it’s kind of hard to study when I can’t get Jasper out of my head...

Jasper

High school gave me more than enough of the whole “make out in the barn then act like we barely know each other to your parents” thing for the rest of my life, thank you very much. Now, I’m finally free at Albemarle College: I can live my life, date all the hot guys I want, and find the storybook romance of my dreams.

And sure, my roommate is adorable. And smart. And knows literally everything about manatees? But Moises is a total closet case, and there is no way in hell I’m ever going there again.

How Not To Fall For Your Roommate is a mildly steamy, queer, MM college romance novel WIP with new chapters every week. Inside, you’ll find roommates to lovers, opposites attract, coming out, and a guaranteed happy ending.

Click here to read the first chapter of How Not To Fall For Your Roommate now.

[esteemedbastard]

There is no god in the forest. There's nothing in there but animals and trees. Sometimes there is a deer, which is sometimes a wolf, and sometimes a fox. But there's no god. The town of Foxton is everything a town should be: devout, proper, and orderly. Everyone goes to morning service to hear Speaker Burton deliver the word of the Light Above, and then the ladies go to brunch to discuss town news. Lucy Keating tries to fit in, but living under Mother's disdainful gaze after Grandpa Sandy's death, she doesn't feel like she's living. After two men are killed by wolves on the night of the Flower Ball, fear and faith rattle the community. There is something in the forest hunting the people of Foxton, but it can't be a god. It must be a monster--or are the people turning into monsters? What is Lucy turning into?

Hello! If you're familiar with my fanfiction, you might want to read my personal fiction! I have a Ream account and you can read the first chapter of my first book, Godhunt: a paranatural thriller with historical and romance elements. It's open to reading for the public, and if you become a member you can throw money at me!

[indigoinka]

So, I won an award this weekend.

I have an award winning subscription.

I am an award winning author.

Winning author award am I.

🤯

[the-masked-ram]

Since ream does not support fandom use. I have come here to my followers. I have questions for you.

I will have another question after this poll is done. My main genres will be romance, fantasy, and horror. But subgenres will be dark romance, contemporary romance, soft scifi, paranormal fantasy, high fantasy, dystopian, gore, psychological thriller, mystery horror, and interactive novels.

[writtenbychip]

I'm new here!

Hi all! My name is Chip Francine and I’m new here at, Tumblr. With great enthusiasm, I’m thrilled to be here, and eager to share my fiction writing with all of you.

Having dedicated the past ten years to writing fanfiction (which brings me immense joy!), I have now mustered the courage to introduce my original fiction to the world. Scary process, a little, but also thrilling and exciting. 

I am excited to share my debut serial story with you, titled “A Bronx Romance.” This is a coming of age story focusing on two 19-year-old girls from New York City who fall in love in 1977.

As the weeks progress, and I figure out how to use this platform more, I will be posting snippets from the story, share a few facts about that era and talk about my writing process a bit.

I hope it will be an enjoyable and exciting experience for everyone! Thanks! And remember to follow! :)

[naughtynibbles]

“I’d do it again a million times over just to find my wolf-charmer to live out the rest of my life. He’s done wonders for my soul, with its silent whispers of contented sighs, soft pulses, and a myriad of purring mantras.”

[vanmarie3]

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[rams-nebulous]

Warzone- Report 1

A/N: The rest of this original drabble series can be found on my Ream. It is updated to report 5 but there are 25 planned so far and likely more than 30+ to come. Ream link CW: Horror, gore, zombies, warzone romance, amnesia, fictional war, fem reader (second POV), male OC ---

The stars glittered cold and bright above him, only obscured by the occasional cloud his breath created. He could feel the sting of winter in his lungs, yet he welcomed it compared to where he’d been just a few hours before. It was strange, the world seemed so quite now. But he knew if he stepped just over the hill, around the boulder they’d passed on the way in, he would see the after math from the bomb.

The ringing in his ears had stopped, but the world still rolled beneath him. When the bomb had landed it had trembled, he had trembled. His bones seemed to shake within his flesh and his brain felt as if it were bouncing around his skull. He’d been thrown forward with the aftershock. He was certain he’d vomited due to vertigo or shock. He remembered the intensity of the heat, the flames caressing his skin like a lover turned toxic.

He’d seen so many of his comrades… his friends, fall. Some taken by the explosion within seconds, some left to bleed out as he stumbled away, too unsteady to support himself let alone another. Their voices haunted him in the dark as he stumbled back toward the makeshift camp the medics had made.

They would have noticed he’d wandered off by now.

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[zackprincebooks]

☕ Cream and Sugar is live! ☕

Are you looking for something romantic to read in time for Valentine's Day? Maybe something steamy, queer, and trans? What if it takes place in a mythological fantasy setting?

Well, I may just have something for you!

The Daydream Quarters are a place of playful decadence, ruled over by Adorian, the God of Love. They are populated by his lovers, admirers, scholars, artists, musicians... ...and Honeysuckle, the head butler of the Daydream Quarters. While Honeysuckle appears to be uptight and businesslike, his heart yearns for Adorian's attention. A single glance, the barest smile, the softest whisper of his name, will send Honeysuckle's heart a-fluttering. But he is simply one of many admirers living in the Daydream Quarters. Hiding his affection under the veneer of respectability, Honeysuckle is content to pine for Adorian from a distance. At least, until one fateful morning over breakfast...

Cream and Sugar is 7k words of soft romance and smut between head butler Honeysuckle and the God of Love, Adorian. Honeysuckle is a cis man while Adorian is a trans man. Please note that this book is meant for readers 18 years of age and older.

Buy it here on Itch!

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Want to read it before you buy? Cream and Sugar will release on 3/8 for my Ream followers, and 3/15 for public readers on my Ream page! I’ve also got jealous forest gods and Victorian vampires over there.

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[riverkaplan]

so last night I may have said fuck it and decided to just go ahead and start publishing as I write, so... introducing Under An August Moon!

Shy, nerdy Collin has a secret: he’s been in love with popular kid Jacob from down the street since they were in elementary school.

He’s always been afraid to share the truth about how he feels—but with the last summer before college drawing to a close, if Collin doesn’t say something soon, he might never get the chance.

Collin finally gets his opportunity when Jacob invites him over to help set up for his family’s annual end-of-summer party… until his confession is interrupted by the early arrival of party guests (and Jacob’s mom). With time running out, Collin and his best friend Leah hatch a hare-brained scheme to get a moment alone with Jacob: risking everything on a game of truth or dare.

It’s a gamble, but it could work… or it could make Collin the laughingstock of their entire graduating class.

Under an August Moon is a free contemporary MM romance short story with new chapters every week. Inside, you’ll find friends to lovers, the boy next door, coming out, a first kiss, and a guaranteed happy ending.

Read it on Ream

[erotica-by-lilla-bell]

Happy Valentine’s Day, loves!

Sorry this chapter is a little late—thank you so much for your patience with me this week! Any typos or mistakes are proudly brought to you by the wine I probably should’ve waited to drink until after posting.

A quick reminder to all my sweethearts who haven’t joined me on Substack or Patreon yet: you can read every chapter of this story for free on Ream for a very limited time! Don’t miss out!

XOXO, Lilla

[shnuggletea]

Hello! Thanks for the feedback! I asked about InuYasha fics, like "Cellmates" and "The Engaged Princess", but of course, I'm following the others from this same fandom that you write. I only found this last story, however, and only one chapter. Is that right? Thanks again for the feedback!

ah yes. So sorry. I’m working on releasing fics to my Patreon and Ream to the free subscription tiers. If you followed me on one of those sites already, you’ll get a notification when it’s there. I highly recommend Ream because they allow spice or lemons to be out from behind a pay wall. Neither of those fics have smut, however, Cell Mates is slated to become an original. Although, the changes I have planned will make it a complete re-write. But until it’s done and published, I’d rather wait to have it public. Especially since I’ve heard horror stories of fics getting stolen by authors. The most I can offer for now is an ecopy through my store. It won’t be free but it’ll only be a dollar. That’s just the fees to use the services to get you a copy safely. It’ll take me a minute and I don’t have many of those right now. If you don’t want to wait, I can set the Cell Mates collection up for sale on Patreon. You’ll get all the posts to keep for one price. I’m sorry, but this is the best I can offer for now. I appreciate your interest and patience.

Btw, TMWAH is correctly posted in it’s entirety for free and paid subscribers on Ream. Something to consider.

[lupercaliabooks]

If you haven't found it yet, we're celebrating Pride this June with the freebie First Pride (M/M) featuring Stacey. We hope you enjoy his adventures in a wonderland of queer joy for the first time!

First Pride is part of a Pride Month story hop, and you can find more of the various participants either at the end of the story, or via @lgbtqiapromo Linktree.