Ariana Grande Diapered Novels & Stories

Making me more crimson. "I'm going to leave you with Francois okay? I've got a client needing an emergency date." She winked at me, looking amused with herself. I was glad that I had my full body wax a couple of days ago. These are very skimpy lingerie. "Come we only got another half an hour for your shoot. Let's try this on. Just think of it as a bikini if you're not comfortable okay?" He turned to his working mode. I just nodded my head. Best to get this over and done with. Half an hour later I was back at Adriana's office having coffee.

Christy asks. “I don’t think so, Christy. Thank you.” Christy has been a goddess-sent gift. She has done everything I needed, spent time with me every day helping to alleviate my boredom and making sure that the guards or Farrah came to get me every twenty minutes to pee. “Good luck, Luna,” Arianna says, walking out and rubbing her own belly that is large with Kier’s pup. She only has one and I envy how small her stomach is compared to mine.

Since Ariana’s pregnancy announcement, she had become the center of everything. The pack revolved around her as if she carried the moon itself in her belly. Luna Sabrina visited almost daily, and even Elliot was always by her side. Ariana made sure of that—always complaining, always needing his attention. The High Priestess also came often to bless her and ward off evil. The irony was that Ariana herself was the evil. That morning, I was cleaning Ariana’s quarters while she and Luna Sabrina admired a new delivery of maternity clothes, silks, ribbons, soft shades of blue and gold. Gifts for the “Mother of the blessed heir.”

" Anika dragged the both of them inside the mall and Xavier followed behind. Anika took them to a spa. They did their manicures and pedicures and they also had a spa bath, Ariana got her hair loosed and style her hair, she was so grateful cause Ariana always tied her hair in a bun, but after washing and styling her hair, she got to wear her hair back. After their refreshing spa bath, they went shopping. Anika got anything that fitted Ariana and Annie.

“This is your space. Our space.” Mrs. Grace, standing by the doorway with a tote bag slung over her shoulder, watched her with a fond smile. “Almost done, love. Just a few more things. You’ve done so well.” Aria gave a small, exhausted laugh. “Done? I’ve barely started. I still need diapers, wipes… the stroller.” Her voice caught a faint tremor in the middle. “Everything feels… enormous. And expensive.” Mrs. Grace moved closer, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. “I’ve made a list. We’ll tackle it, one step at a time. Don’t let it scare you. You’re not alone in this.”

Ariana walked in wearing high heels, and Kendrick also placed Annabelle back onto the hospital bed. After a brief exchange of greetings, Ariana suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, I forgot to lock the car!" She hurried to leave, but her high heels twisted a bit. Kendrick shook his head helplessly, "Tell me the location, I'll go instead, and by the way, buy some grapes for my Annabelle." Annabelle... Ariana listened to this intimate nickname and secretly clenched her fist. But she still beamed and said, "Ken really spoils Annabelle, but with her hand wrapped in bandages now, it might be inconvenient for her to eat grapes, right?"

Ray has always been such a calm and quiet baby but he wasn't having any of it today. Ariana knocked on the door and Gabriella asked her to come on in. Hello dear, Ariana greeted with a smile on her face, My Name is Ariana, I heard your baby's voice is everything ok, Gabriella was so scared not knowing who Ariana was, but from looking at her appearance she looked well dressed in an expensive pink suit and expensive perfume, and her shoes. One could tell she is not just a regular candidate but must be one of the officials. She looked so elegant and pretty.

she said firmly, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation. Ariana, undeterred by Julia's tone, met her gaze with defiance. "Say whatever you like, Julia," she responded coolly, her voice laced with a touch of defiance. "But one thing's for sure, I have to dress nicely." Feeling nervous and excited, Ariana retreated to her room. She carefully selected a black jean jacket, which she draped over the pretty floral dress that lovingly embraced her growing belly. Adjusting the fit, she admired her reflection in the mirror, satisfied with her choice. With the jacket freed she grabbed her handbag and made her way back to the living room.

She looked like she was going to say more, but she changed her mind and just nodded. "Mommy!" Ariana's shriek pulled my attention to the door, as she rushed in, wanting to crash herself on me, but my mom stopped her. "Hey! Slow down, baby. You're going to ruin mommy's dress." Ariana gasped, before she slowed down. "Mommy, you look so beautiful. Just like a princess. Woah!" She exclaimed dramatically, her eyes wide with adoration. "And you too, baby. So beautiful." She giggled, before twirling to show me her light pink gown with full skirt. Marian came with us, and she helped dress the little one up. Her hair was also made in a bun with the tendrils framing her face, just like mine.