Caught In Diapers Novels & Stories

It was her idea of a disguise. Her father, Barney Sky, was a thick figure in Hollywood, people were curious about what went on in his and his family’s lives. She included. “I just might consider that…” I muttered and she laughed before plopping on the single sofa in the changing room. “Or you’re loyal to your boy toy?” She teased referring to Micheal. “You play a little too much,” I replied casually and climbed towards the stage. “I’ll be back in ten!” ***** What Brianna didn’t tell me was the sort of crowd we had tonight.

She is yet to take her bath because it was a freaking Saturday, and no one goes to work on a Saturday except it is an emergency which she is sure, it isn't. "Hey" She muttered to the cashier in the coffee shop. She is used to coming in there to get her boss a coffee She was used to the workers and most of them have already drop the horrific with her. "The girl without the Hazel eyes." He joked as he passed her the bills. He was already used to her buying the same coffee everyday that she doesn't have to say a word when she comes in. She offered him a faint smile because at the very moment, she was thinking of how to kill her boss without anyone knowing. "Thank you Dans." She answered with he

Even a pair of clothes in case she ended up spoiling the dress she was wearing. "I have packed your favorite chocolates and cookies, and here, I have also packed your favorite orange juice. Just like you have chosen, I have also packed the dresses which you asked for." "What is that?", She asked, pointing her finger. "This is a diaper, in case… "I don't pee in my pant.", She said, making cute faces. "I'm a big girl now. So, please take it out. It's so embarrassing." "But Scar…" "No. I'm not taking that thing with me.", She again cut mom in between. Mom sighed and took out the pamper from the bag.

"Very possible. I'm annoyed at existing too, and I haven't slept in three days either." That got a tired laugh out of her, and Aria, as if personally offended by our confusion, screamed louder. "Diaper," Cat decided. "Check the diaper." I checked the diaper. It was, in fact, the diaper. Changing a newborn while she screamed bloody murder should not have been more difficult than disarming an explosive, and yet here I was, fumbling with tiny snaps and a wipe that seemed engineered by sadists. "You're doing the swaddle wrong," Cat said, watching over my shoulder.

She had somehow managed to kick her little socks off and had started crying like she was planning to file a complaint with the management. Zayden rushed over in panic. “Okay, okay, little tiger, I got you,” he murmured, crouching near the crib with a slight nervous tremble in his voice. He was still new to this. Mafia dealings, secret negotiations, bribes, even bullets—those he could handle without blinking. But changing a diaper? That was war.

I start to wake up to the smell of eggs and sausage. I also smell coffee, I miss coffee so much. I slowly blink my eyes open and make a mad dash for the bathroom. God I hate having to get up and immediately run to the bathroom. This whole pregnant thing is really starting to piss me off. Not that I don’t love my babies, I hate the whole being pregnant thing. If I could snap my fingers and the babies are healthy and here then I would be over the moon. I turn the shower on and start to clean up, it looks like Trey put a chair in the shower for me.

I softly called to her. She was full of cuteness as she lay there looking up at me, cooing and kicking her little feet. “How’s mama’s girl?” Oh, wow girl you stink! Babies are cute, but man can they be disgusting. One diaper change was enough to make me question if I was up for this challenge. I have fought and won against one of the most powerful witches of all time, trained and fought against grown men ten times my size and now here I am getting my ass kicked by one shitty diaper.

Then she drifted off to sleep. While cleaning up the hospital bag beside her bed, my hand brushed against something hard. I pulled it out. An opened box of XXXL condoms. I stared at the bold XXXL on the package. With that size, I'd need to turn sideways just to fit the width. I took a slow breath, pulled out my phone, and snapped three photos. On the hospital bed, Mia slept peacefully. A faint smile still rested on her lips.

Adrian remarked, studying the milk in the bottle. Riley settled Freya on her shoulder to let her burp. After that, a series of soft, squelchy farts suddenly erupted. Adrian and Riley looked at each other before glancing at Freya. They both panicked when they realized their daughter had dirtied her diaper for the first time since their care. “I’ll get the diaper,” Adrian said. On the other hand, Riley looked at Freya and said, “It’s staining her baby wrap, Hun!” “Let me change her diaper, Hun,” Adrian offered.

I can't imagine this guy dealing with a shit problem, it's so funny. "I told you so," I laugh even harder, Theo just looks at me as I try to stop myself, "And, sadly, there's no way to stop those things from happening, it's something you learn with experience. But just so you know, never leave a child without a diaper unsupervised. The cool air makes them release their sphincters or something. I can't even tell you the amount of times Beau peed on me." "I feel a little better knowing I'm not the only one," he says with a smile, "How old were you when you had to completely take care of Beau?"