His Number One Fan (Private for LostControl24)

Christopher sighed, leaning back in his office chair as he read the sales numbers from his eBook. The reviews were 4 stars or higher, the sales went up another 30 copies in two days, and things were looking pretty good! The young 24-year old smiled to himself. He'd never thought publishing his vast array of ABDL-themed stories, all crammed into one place, would be such a quick success! The stories had nearly every style of ABDL scenario in it between male and female characters; knee bouncings, breast feedings, male diapering female, female diapering male..the list was endless. And people kept eating it up! But nobody would ever think that the well-reserved, stocky young man had it in him to write such a book. In fact, most would probably never believe him if he told them he'd never even really tried most of the scenarios in his book before!

[LostControl]

Michelle Regard was a young woman of 23, a beauty with a nice body and a kind, quiet personality. Though she was a bit shy, she had a bunch of friends and a couple more suitors, she seemed the people time, too nice to turn most anyone down and not against anything that most anyone wanted. Though the one thing that she had never done was take a boyfriend or anything of the sort. She respectfully shot down anyone who had ever gotten anywhere near close like she had homing missiles. She was Christopher's next door neighbor, having not talked with him much she merely watched from a far, curious about the man. Their was of course that one thing that everyone has that no one knows about them and Michelle had one of these as well. She was an avid reader of Abdl comics and stories, loving the whole series and set of ideas. She had done a couple roleplays and had now stumbled upon an ebook series that had become almost an adiction, herself having spent almost $100 on his different books. Though little did she know the same man that wrote those stories lived right next door.

"Ah, mail time." Chris (or as his fans called him by his pen name, Harold Reeves) said as he looked at his watch, stretching as he got up from his desk. He trudged his way outside, still not quite awake for the day, walking out to his mailbox. He sifted through his mail outside; bills, bills, junk mail...and suddenly, a misplaced envelope, addressed to his neighbor, Michelle. He'd exchanged hellos with her and made some small talk, but other than that, he'd never had a chance to really sit down and get to know her. She was extremely beautiful, though! "Better bring this over now." he said to himself as he headed over to Michelle's house, walking up the brick stairs to knock on her door lightly.

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Michelle had been busy in the shower as a soft couple raps came on the door. "Curious I thought I paid my rent." she said climbing out and wrapping herself in a towel before answering the door. The same man whom she kind of had a crush on stood their holding a letter. Her face immediately turned bright red, herself slamming the door on him as she ran into her bedroom like a crazy person. "Holy shit it's Chris." she whispered frantically grabbing a shirt. "How's this smell? nope not that. Finally after about a minute the door opened back up, herself dressed in a short skirt and a pajama top. "Hi neighbor." she smiled. "Need something?" She asked in her thick British accent.

"Hmm, maybe she's not home?" Chris thought to himself, looking out to see if Michelle's car was there. It was. He then panicked, wondering if he'd woken her up with his knocking. Chris then bent down, about to place the envelope up against her door, when it opened up, and he was greeted with a pair of silky soft legs and a beautiful skirt. "O-oh, hi Michelle! Wasn't sure if you were home." he smiled back, blushing as he quickly stood upright, hoping she didn't think he was staring. "I think our mailman messed up again." he sighed, handing the envelope to Michelle. Depending on how she'd react, he wanted to invite her over for some coffee, but he wasn't sure how she'd respond, given her hair was wet and she may have felt embarrassed answering the door in such a state of dress.

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"Oh..um... da... thanks." she mumbled out like an idiot. She was yelling at herself in her head. Um? Da? What is that Michelle? What are you doing!? He's just another person. A very dreamy and adorable person. She wanted to invite him in for coffee but couldn't think of a good segway to get her there. "So um do coffee?" she asked immediately wanting to hit her head against the door. Do coffee. You said do coffee! She screamed at herself from her head. "I mean would you like to come in for some? Coffee I mean. I think you might be able to help me with something. I got a bit of mail that wasn't mine as well. It's addressed to a Harold Reeves. Is there one of those in the building?" She remebered exactly what had happened, their old mailwoman and dropped off the post and she had ran downstairs, awaiting her response from the letter that she had sent Harold Reeves too bad for her it had just been her delivering Michelle a different piece of fan mail.

Chris only smiled as Michelle spoke. He didn't care if it sounded silly, because being a writer, he found her most interesting. When she asked him for coffee, he immediately replied with a, "Sure! That sounds great!" blushing as he may have sounded a bit too eager. Then, as Michelle explained her envelope predicament, Chris' eyes nearly gave him away, and his red cheeks didn't help any. "H-Harold Reeves, huh? Hmm, there might be?" he saved himself, wondering if Michelle had looked at the address and put two and two together.

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Yes nice Job Michelle! She congratulated herself happily as she eagerly invited him into her apartment, a bit dirty but not horrible. A bra here maybe a shirt there but nothing of extreme crap. "Oh sorry mind the mess I don't get many visitors." she smiled towards him, sliding on her glasses as she moved to the coffee pot. "So what do you take in your coffee. You know I looked up that envelope's recipient on google and it's fairly interesting who the person is." she mentioned watching him carefully. "He writes these well erotic novels." she said with a blush.

Chris nodded and stepped inside, finding the apartment to be quite cozy, and looking pretty similar to his in regards to cleanliness; a few things here and there, but nothing too bad. "No worries, Michelle. I won't judge." he winked, wondering why the girl never had a lot of visitors over. Sure, she seemed a little shy and even awkward, but she definitely seemed like a nice enough person! Chris took a deep breath as he heard Michelle talk about Harold, trying not to give himself away. "Erotica novels, huh?" Chris blushed as well. "And he lives around here?"

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"Yeah I guess he does. Even weirder though he lives in your apartment." she said letting the coffee drip into the coffee pot as she waited. She went quiet, waiting for his reaction as she looked straight towards him. "Weird right. I guess he must have lived their before you and you just get the occasional fan mail for him." she said laughing, breaking the silence as she attempted to make it a joke should she be wrong. Still if she was right it would make her day, maybe even her year or decade. It made her so excited to corner him like this, leaving herself an exit door should she be wrong.