Caught In Diapers Novels & Stories

she grins. “Awww doll he smells” Dan whines. “Yeah poop usually does. He’s your son, you’re already holding him, have fun” she grins. I can’t help but smile. “Get a grip Dan, it’s a baby’s diaper” Jake laughs. Dan sets out the changing stuff on the floor, and takes off Finn’s trousers and opens his diaper up. The smell is horrendous…. Knox, Jake, Gabe and Manuel are instantly looking like they want to throw up, gagging….. covering their mouths. I can see Dan holding his breath as he deals with the mess in his son’s diaper…..

she sound worried. I smiled to relieve her from the stress "I'm fine mom" I said as I strived to sit up and felt something in between my legs. I looked under the blanket to see a urinary catheter. "Oh God" I sighed. "Mom! Why am I wearing diapers?" I frowned. "Emily, you need to stay put okay? You have been unconscious for two days. How do you expect us to move you out of the bed...". "But mom... I didn't poop in bed. Did I?" I interrupted.

I was a goner. Convincing them took less than five minutes. Matteo whined. Luca raised an eyebrow. But in the end, they saw it too. The little boy that would become ours. And now— “Why does it smell like the apocalypse in here?” Matteo gagged dramatically as he stepped into the nursery, nose scrunched and a stuffed unicorn clutched like it was a weapon. “Because your son,” I said pointedly, “just gifted us a level-five diaper emergency.”

She got in quickly before her aunty could have reacted, the yelping sound of Chloe could be heard as she shrieked out in pains, screaming loudly like the spoilt Barbie doll she was. Her Mother, Catherine rushed to her trying to calm her down. "Ouchh!! It hurts" Chloe yelped. " What have you done to my daughter, you unfortunate child? You think you can succeed in killing her the same way you killed your parent?" Her Aunty raised her voice as she banter in her front. Miranda broke into a sob at the mention of her parents...

With that mischievous smile, James suddenly began touching Hana's sensitive parts fondly, "Don't forget to put on our clothes first, baby." ***

Baby war whoops are highly on-brand. "Vandaulf, she isn't even born yet." "And yet she already commands my wallet." Back at home, they were greeted in the front hall by Brenna, bearing a diaper caddy with divisions marked: "Emergency Snacks," "Butt Balm," and "For Daddy's Tears." "You purchased a diaper organizer?" Lily laughed, hugging her. "I did it," Brenna said, beaming. "You never know when a breakdown—or a blowout—will hit."

There's no point in also walking over the clean floors with muddy shoes. "Honey, I'm home," I murmur low as I kick off my wet converse and watch them bounce on the floor, leaving wet marks over the wooden floor. My hair was dripping, and my clothes stuck to my skin. The suctioning sound, whenever I tried to pull it away from me, was funny. I jump right away into my shower, hot water calms the trembling lip, and I walk out to a steamed bathroom and condensed mirror. It was only five in the afternoon, but with the sky closing up, it was late, day turning into night.

he answered surprising me, "I still don't believe that someone like him has accepted this kind of commitment." "I'm the most surprised, believe me,” I smiled remembering the first time we had to change a diaper "You had to see Louis' reaction when we had to change Milena's diaper by ourself for the first time because Aiden was already at school." “What did he do?” he asked biting his lower lip. "He puked,” I replied, joining his laugh, "I wasn’t far behind when I opened that diaper and both the smell and the appearance of what was there almost made me throw up all over that poor girl."

I mutter, my hand on the button of my jeans. “Mo, I changed your diapers, it’s not anything I haven’t seen before. Plus, we all have the same bits so hurry the fuck up.” My mother says. “Yeah, just hurry up!” Roisin agrees. “Fucking weirdos,” I mutter under my breath as I hurriedly take my pants and underwear off and slip under the paper sheet.

she squealed, kicking her chubby legs and trying to roll away. “Baby, you’re stinky. Come on, just two seconds.” I wrestled the dirty diaper off while she giggled and twisted, smearing a bit on my arm. By the time I got the wipes out, she was full-on running around the bathroom naked, laughing like this was the best game ever. I chased her on my knees, finally cornering her behind the toilet. “Got you!” I laughed, lifting her back onto the mat. She pouted but let me finish, only because I bribed her with the strawberry-scented lotion she loved.