Bed Wetting Diaper Story Novels & Stories

She continued. “I didn’t say anything about that, I felt like he was probably too tired from the journey and decided to sleep off by taking his bath and dressing properly, so I didn’t tell my parent about it.” She sighed. “The next day, we slept together in the same room, so I woke up to pee but stopped when I noticed the same occurrence, now more clearly since the blanket had shifted off his body.” We paid our utmost attention to this part since this sounds like the climax of the story.

He was out of breath and panting from what I assumed was a mind-blowing orgasm. After that, I ran to my room with my sloppy wetness and yanked off my soaked undies. I rummaged through my secret drawer for toys I’ve been using to play with myself during this period, hoping to get some relief at that moment. Everything felt like it was on fire, and all I could think of was that perfect cock in the other room, but I didn’t want to beg for it. I was convinced my toys could solve my little problem.

It made my heart swell, seeing the amount of sacrifices my dad was beyond willing to make for my well being. Honestly, not being able to walk for that period of time made me go through a lot. I had even bed-wetted once. It was so annoying and embarrassing. Not like I could help myself and I guess my dad wasn't in the hotel room at that moment to help me and I could not walk either. I knew not of what to do. I despised it all and it made me sick, emotionally.

"Dad! The little boy exclaimed as he walked through the door. He asked, joining the embrace. They all completed each other into a beautiful quartet that fit together perfectly, until Amber interrupted. "I'm peeing!" I'm peeing! "That's it," he said, almost running to the bathroom. Andrea rolled her mocking eyes. The last few days, Amber went to the bathroom constantly because she couldn't resist the urge to urinate. "Love, get out of the bathroom, you have to get ready, today is your big day," Andrea said with a smile behind the door.

Waiting for threats she couldn't see but knew were there. On day five, I found her wet sheets in the morning. She'd started wetting the bed again. Something she hadn't done since she was four. "I'm sorry, Mommy. I didn't mean to. I just had a bad dream and I couldn't wake up and—" "It's okay, baby. It's not your fault. We're under a lot of stress. Your body is reacting to stress." "I'm not a baby. Big girls don't wet the bed."

Myra pleads, the previous topic no longer up for discussion. "I'll go," I say, rising to my feet. "If I don't get away from this computer for a little bit, I just may launch it across the room." "Thank you. He poops so much, my nose can no longer tell the difference between the smell of poop and baby wipes." "He got his constitution from his daddy!" I pat my belly and give her a big ornery grin. "Yes, he does. Also, I can't believe you just said that, weirdo. His diapers should be in the diaper holder next to the bed. If it's empty, check under his crib."

Then, with a giddy smile, he rested his chin on his open palm before saying, “Well, let’s start when Felix was six—he started wetting the bed by then…” “Stop!”

i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping . I ran all the way to my room, i quickly lock the door before striping myself and rush to climb my bed, i laid on my back before i raise up my legs so i will be able to touch myself properly, i imagine my dad fingers in my pussy as i insert two of my fingers and begin's to fuck my self, imagine his long and straight fingers pleasure me till i scream his name,, "Ahhh..uhmmm"

Evan described. "You make it sound like it's war, Evan," Wendell remarked. The man smirked. He said, "If there is anything I learned over the past week, babies urinate after they poop. So you need to be ready for that surprise. You put a new diaper under the old one, and only then will you open and start cleaning Amelia." Evan efficiently changed his daughter, and when he pulled out Amelia's old diaper, she urinated. The man said, "See that?"