Caught In Diapers Novels & Stories

“And such a slut. Like, seriously, what fucking blowjob lips.” There’s some ruffling around, and then Vivian takes the stall next to me. They continue talking. My feet are pulled up onto the toilet seat, and I hug my knees. I feel small, contained. Trapped. Tears continue to well and fall, and I wish I could make them stop. “And like, did you see her try and make her boobs bigger? Like pushing them up would make any guy fall for that trick?” “Right? They’re like fucking tiny grapes.”

he says helping me put it on, it wasn't a diaper, it's just a pull-up, I could survive this, he helped me put on a footie jammie on top of it. Hunter brushed my hair being veyr gentle not to hurt me, my eyes were starting to close on their own, I couldn't help stay awake, I'm settling into my new world really quickly, the world have changed, it's only been a couple weeks so far and I'm good with the new life, I don't udnerstand how, but I'm good with all of this.

while she nonchalantly walks out the door, seemingly devoid of any concern or worry. As I grab a bottle and gently warm it up, I make my way to the cozy living room where Violet awaits. Together, we head towards her changing table, but before reaching it, I climb up the stairs to locate the room she is in. Inside, I find her diapers, wipes, and a selection of adorable clothes neatly arranged. With everything in hand, I carefully carry her back downstairs, ready to embark on the journey of mastering the art of diaper changing and dressing.

It read: “Good morning, Maya. I hope you had a nice sleep? I believe you did. You were sleeping so soundly, and I couldn’t bear to wake you up. Well, as it's obvious, I'm already awake and moving. Mom asked me to bring this bundle to you after I had freshened up. There is a toothbrush and toothpaste. I know you will find them out near the pile. The clothes, well, the big sweater is from my dad. Since, I don't wear a bra yet, and mom’s might not be your fit, We decided to get you something quite big to hide your breasts. Also the pants belong to mum. We think that would be your fit. We are hoping here though. There are no underwear, well I think you will know the reason. But don’t worry! You

It was a chaotic cycle of tiny limbs, giggles, and sheer stubbornness. "That’s it, Fenn, I’m done. I give up," Leela laughed breathlessly, flopping back against the pillows as she watched Caspian successfully evade his father's reach for the third time. "Diapers are perfectly acceptable pajamas. It's a heatwave in their world anyway." Fennigan held up his large hands in a gesture of mock surrender, his own hair disheveled from the fray. "You won't hear a complaint from me, Luna. They’re stronger than they look."

he warns me but I just shrug, getting comfortable for my nap over his chest. "Don't sleep, you need a change," he says making me blush, I'm just a baby or that's what he calls me, since the day I came to life, I wear diapers, I can't keep it in when I'm supposed to, and when the demon tried to make fun of me, papa made them all wear a diaper as a punishment! "Nu wanna," I whine. "Yes, a change, a warm bottle and then you get to sleep," he says taking me to his room, he's the best papa ever and nothing can take me away from him.

After a long time of torturing me, she gets me out of the tub, rolling me in a fluffy towel, she took me out toward the outside room, this time she sat me down on a giant bed. "Get me the diapers," she says, while I still cry, the guy ran down and her what she asked for, he got several diapers, the woman started trying the new diapers, lifting my bum up using my ankles to lift me up. "Damn kitty, you are tiny" she says is that a bad thing, I didn't know if she's mad at me now, she finally found one that fit me. She dressed me in similar clothing as before, the baggy shirt that covers my whole body making me warm, she picked me into her arms hugging me.

he asks me, I wanted, but I didn't want to pee myself, I just shrugged. "Hey, I know you're embarrassed, and feeling small but you can use words, tell me what's going on in your pretty mind?" he says caressing my face. "I'm not that small, I shouldn't have accidents," I explain to him, still sniffling. "You are my small baby, being a big girl of three years old, that's not enough for you to walk around in big girl panties, you could use some protection," he suggests but I shook my head no, I'm not gonna wear diapers.

Jacob picked a puppy size diaper for the sleeping little, accident happens and I'm not in the mood to wake up with pee all over my chest. I took my shirt off trying my best not to disturb him then slipped the diaper on. He whined a little after being shifted but some more petting and he's back to sleep. Jacob slept hugging us both with olli sandwiched between us, even in his sleep he tried to stay on my side since he's mad at jacob for punishing him.

“But I’ll figure it out, okay? I can’t wake your mom over a diaper. I’m a CEO; I handle million-dollar contracts… I can handle a dirty diaper. Right?” The words didn’t come out very convincingly, but there was just enough determination to keep going. After a few clumsy attempts—wipes out of order, diaper on backwards, and a near disaster with the cream—I finally managed to change him. Clean diaper, dry body, and he now looked content. His eyes were beginning to get heavy again, eyelids slowly drooping as he let out soft sighs, pressing his little face against my chest.