Down Coat Fetish

Yes, I'm back! After a break from story writing, I'm back for good. Many ideas have come to mind recently for stories and more keep coming.  I have updated the blog website so it now looks cleaner and is easier to navigate for all of you. I've also included links on the website to the subreddit, Discord server, and my Patreon page. You can also now subscribe to the blog to get email updates whenever a new post/story drops. There is a 'subscribe' button at the top of the page. I've currently got 4 stories in the works and will be uploading them shortly. If anyone has any story ideas, or storylines they'd like extending then please drop me a message or comment. I hope you've all been enjoying some time in your jackets whilst I've been away and can't wait to get back into things :) -aj.

Winter's Peak (Part 1) Anyone would be forgiven for thinking Kate was out on a typical, common ski vacation in Zermatt, Switzerland. She had brought multiple large bags with her, presumably containing skiing gear, such as helmets, gloves, and more. She was renting a small lodge in the ski resort, which was typical for more wealthy visitors to the region. The lodge was located about a mile away from the main ski resort, where most of the tourists stayed, and where all of the shops, restaurants, and hotels were located. Kate's lodge was in a small 'estate' like grouping of other lodges, and the guests who stayed in these mostly spent their time on private skiing lessons and in the bars and restaurants in the main resort area. However, Kate never went skiing. She never went up the mountains, on the ski lifts, not even into the skiing gear shops to look at the top of the line snowboards and other items. Instead, she spent most of her time simply walking around both...

A Cold Night Sitting there patiently awaiting his wife's return, Frank wondered how much puffy gear she would return with. Knowing that in the closet there was close to 20 different down suits, vests, and jackets, not to mention the abundance of choice of down pants, moonboots, mittens, and other winter clothing such as scarves, he knew she was spoiled for choice.  Frank's wife, Martha, was a perfect fit for him since they met each other 7 years ago. Frank had, and still has a down clothing fetish, and Martha loves to entice and use it on him. She understands his fetish, and is not discouraged by it, but instead awakened by it. Usually their common scenario would be for Martha to dress Frank in a down suit of her choice, tease him, and then make love with him. However, this night was different. Martha had come home from work and specifically asked Frank if she could decide exactly what to put on him, and have total freedom of what to choose and how much to choose. Frank, b...

Shopping This happened earlier this week, where Emily seriously scared me with her ideas.  I was peacefully enjoying my allocated free time for the day. When Emily is working, she usually gets home towards the end of my 30 minutes off from doing housework. I was sitting on the couch, wearing my usual attire. This is a hoodie, one of the 'light down jackets', a North Face gilet, a North Face Nupste, and finally another puffy gilet.  Emily entered the door, and dropped off her bag and began to remove her shoes. As required, I got off the couch and kneeled on the bottom of it, until she gives permission for me to stand. Oddly enough, when she came in, she had her laptop with her, and sat down on the couch where I was kneeling beside. "I've found your next coat slave!" she enthusiastically exclaimed. I was worried. Over the past few months, Emily had bought me a bunch of coats. I had numerous gilets/vests, "light down ...

The Work Friend (Part 3) Click for Part 1 Click for Part 2 I surprisingly managed to sleep fairly well. I did not wake up until Emily entered the hotel room and turned the lights on. I could barely hear here walk over to the bed, where she removed the thick winter scarf without saying a word. Whilst I was still sleepy, barely awake yet, I could make her out bringing large sports bags into the room, leaving, and bringing more in. The suspense of not knowing what was in these bags was already killing me, despite my thoughts and expectations that it would likely be coats. After the third time of coming into the room, she closed the door behind her, and put the 'do not disturb' door hangar outside before doing so. By this time I was fully awake and aware of my surroundings. I took my notice to the room I was quickly rushed into the night before. It was a medium sized hotel room, with a double bed, bathroom, TV, and a couch. Not the simplest room, bu...

The Work Friend (Part 2) This is the second part in 'The Work Friend' series. Part 2 directly continues on from Part 1, so I recommend you read that first. Click here for Part 1 The 5 hours were pure hell. For the first 10 minutes, I was just in shock with what had happened. Immediately after, I began to feel how uncomfortable this really was. A hoodie, coat, and a thick parka which was multiple sizes too small for me encompassed my body tightly, preventing me from even being able to turn at my waist. Thankfully, Emily did leave the window down, ensuring that I didn't die of heat exhaustion. However she had also restrained me, ensuring I couldn't escape. I remember she checked on me for the first couple of hours, however I must have fallen asleep after those as I can't remember her checking on me again. Each time, she opened the door, making sure the parka was zipped up fully, and that all of the restraints were still secure. Finally, the 5 hours were up when...